Thread:Addfire/@comment-26234016-20160914110823/@comment-26111094-20161005001548

Addfire wrote: Okay so here's ten story:

(Note: Rex dies because of punishment for afkness but Venera was fine with being a accomplice, sooooo)

Rex approached Venera. Venera, suspicious of the rest of the students after Nlove and Itroad's deaths, grapped a mangled sheet of metal.

"Woah calm down there, friend!" Reassured Rex. "I've got what you could call a business proposition."

Venera slashed through a section of the nearby wall, cutting the words, I will hurt you if you move any closer into the wall.

"Geez, okay... so here it is: I want to destroy the Headmaster."

"What?" Venera thought he had misheard, or that Rex was joking. Nlove's bullet-riddled body flashed through his mind as a reminder of what happens when you break a school rule.

"Here me out! I've got a sword, and I could easily break into the headmaster's office from the platform he stood on during the trials... It'll work, trust me!"

Rex had obviously snapped. The stress of living at Peak of Hope academy had gotten to him. But, thought Venera, I'd much prefer death to living in fear in this hell hole.

Venera realized that he would never see his home again, but told Rex he would sleep on it. That night, he stared out of the small hole in the metal covering the window. The stars glittered, as if taunting him. Venera grit his teeth. He knew what he had to do.

That day, the two of them broke into the Trial room. Using his abilities as the Ultimate Theif, Venera opened the tube transporting them to the main office. Rex charged forward, sword in hand, while Venera stuck to the shadows.

Suddenly, a potato with arms and legs came out of nowhere.

"Hello Rex," said the potato, "Care to have a pun battle with me?"

Rex had prepared for some epic battle where he, the duel wielding duelist (having stolen HAWAIIAN's sword) would dodge the Headmaster's dodgy attacks and fry him. Not this. But he could play a game of puns better.

"Hey Headmaster," Rex started, "Are you Hungary?"

"Yes," replied the instrument of despair, "in fact, I feel like Russian to the kitchen."

"Czech to see if there is any Turkey."

"I do have some, but it's covered in a layer of Greece."

As this went on, Rex started to slowly start to bleed from the ears. He was being subjected to too much puns than any one person could handle. Soon the bleeding spread. It began to become internal. Rex realized this and placed bandaids on him, but alas, the bleeding was all in vein.

While one copy of the headmaster watched Rex suffer, another one was busy having a Steal-Off with Venera. The final score was Venera stealing most of the copy's circuitry, and the copy stealing Venera's vital organs.

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Minecraftstyle was worried. It had been two days and no Venera or Rex. He didn't want more death. Whenever he saw HAWAIIAN, he walked in the other direction. He knew it was only a matter of time before HAWAIIAN went after him too.

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HAWAIIAN was worried. After two days sans Rex and Venera, he was worried that Minecraftstyle would kill him soon. He had lost his sword, and had no way of defending himself. He waited in fear for thirty years for Minecraftstyle to kill him. Then he couldn't take the stress and killed himself.

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The last one alive, aged forty, Minecraftstyle stepped out into the light of day for the first time he could remember. The city he had once loved was destroyed, an obliterated mess that was hollowed out and only holding a few remaining holdouts of Hope. Minecraftstyle died at the age of fifty. Wow, that's quite the story you wrote. But! It gives an idea for a book! Of what happened inbetween the time of when I went out of there. Now, that story and what happens afterwards sounds like a great idea of a book! It can actually give a view into the broken hopeless outside world! Addfire! This is going to be a special thread! Not a book, but kind of like an extra! WHO AGREES?!!?!