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Chapter 1
Chapter 2 Chapter 3: Steel Dildo, 90 pieces of Dynamite, and a Hook Dark night had fallen upon GAT City and the city became loud and buttsecksfull. Roger Chewblacka had black attire covering his whole body, even his face and ‘must-not-be-named’ places. He slipped into Katie Your Death’s front yard and tiptoed to the back of the house. There was quiet Peter Gunn Theme music playing somewhere nobody knows about as Chewblacka located YD’s window and pulled out a ladder from in his pants. He placed the ladder on the wall and quickly climbed up. Inside the window he saw a warm room with a computer and a bed in it. He lifted open the window and pulled the ladder in too. A bulge in the bed suddenly jumped at the surprise of having somebody in the room. Chewblacka looked at the wooden bed with a large purple comforter. There was a lump in it, so he ripped the blanket off. A scared YD was curled up with tear streaks down her face. “It’s ok, it’s me,” Chewblacka said quietly and motioned YD to come to him. She slipped out of bed weakly with her purple silk PJ’s on and melted into Chewblacka’s warm embrace. “You’re with me now, it’s okay,” he cooed quietly, “PLUS! I have this killer steel dildo!” He broke off the hug and opened a black satchel. He pulled out a heavy steel dildo and laid it quietly on the floor as well as 90 pieces of dynamite and a hook. He rubbed his hands together gleefully, “This will go perfectly.” Teeter Nikolai was thinking complex logical thoughts when his phone rang. “What is it?” he answered irritably. “It’s me. I need you down at YD’s house. You know… about the plan I mentioned,” Chewblacka said quietly. “Oh right! The plan!” Nikolai said with enthusiasm, “I’ll be there in 5 minutes!” Nikolai hung up the phone and ran to his room. He put on a black stealth suit and covered himself up entirely except for his large brown Afro. He dashed to the door when he heard a voice calling from the kitchen. “Sweetie! Where are you going?” his mother called out. He sighed and rolled his eyes. “To somebody’s house, mom, GOSH!” “Honey, don’t forget your snack I packed for you! Don’t want my little Teeter to get hungry, now would I?” his mom said in a disgustingly sweet tone. Nikolai grabbed a paper sack and rushed out of the house. “He’s asleep,” YD said, “But my mom’s still at work or somewhere, not really sure.” “Great… Nik should be here any moment,” Chewblacka replied, getting a box of matches out. He turned to look at the window and Nikolai was standing in front of it. “How’s that for a good run!” he exclaimed, “Now let’s get to work! YD, you stay there for right now.” Nikolai put some kind of material on his hands and feet. “So where is he?” Nikolai asked. “In his room, to the left, be careful, he can be… pretty crazy,” YD said cautiously as she covered up her arms which were lined with bruises forming the words ‘THE PRIDE IS BACK!’. Chewblacka picked up his equipment and headed to the boyfriend’s room. Nikolai hung from the ceiling with his special material with a large hook in his hand. Chewblacka crept up to the side of the boyfriend’s bed. Nikolai picked up the boyfriend with the hook and turned him on his stomach. Chewblacka took out the steel dildo and removed the boyfriend’s boxers. The boyfriend started mumbling and the two immediately froze. He stopped and Chewblacka continued to get out the matches and dynamite. The boyfriend started to mumble again. “Psst, Chewby, what’s he saying?” Nikolai whispered. Chewblacka bent his head closer to hear him. “S….gre…ga….ll….a….fr…it,” the boyfriend mumbled in his sleep. “Whatever,” Chewblacka said and lit the dynamite. Then the boyfriend became louder and almost shouted, obviously having a bad dream. “SWG is a great game! Tell all your friends about it!” and then he smiled. Nikolai fell of the ceiling and onto the bed with surprise and Chewblacka’s jaw dropped. “Jim Morrison?!” Chewblacka screamed and threw the dynamite out the window. Jim Morrison jumped up and stared with fright at the two intruders. They heard a huge explosion outside and Chewby and Nikolai ran out. Stay tuned for the next chapter!
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I am the cheese!
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I swear if I'm not in Ch. 4
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Join Date: Jan 2004
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This was a short one. There better be a cool SG vs. MMM vs. LotP Ninja fight scene coming up!
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It wasn’t mooing, John. It was screaming.
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Pretty good. Still waiting for my no doubt spectacular appearance, but this works.
"Jim Morrison?!"
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That was quite an unexpected twist for so early in the series. It must be sweeps week on the GAT.
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HAWT!
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I'm so confused. Someone hold me.
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I'm sorry Ewoky, but this is not very good at all. A+ for effort, but you fail the class.
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Then the GAT makes a bad story. It may be fitting, but its bad.
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Or maybe its not the random plot, but rather the non-clever usage of stereotypes. Such as "Teeter Nikolai was thinking complex logical thoughts when his phone rang." It may be intended to be blatant like this. It irks me.
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Ewoky is a master at writing down things she sees in photographs
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They have a university course for that... They call it pictuwritenology.
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Fine, then I won't do anymore stories.
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I love you! Just...be more clever!
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Needs more Quid on poll-admin action. (Come on, we all knew it was going on)
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I SAID SEX GOD DAMNIT!
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And JCru... I've had too much today. SORRY YOU STORY HATER!
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SEX!
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If you stop here, with me only being mentioned!
I swear! You can easily be replaced using a complex system of robotic to panda interfaces.
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It wasn’t mooing, John. It was screaming.
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