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Okay, so this is the beginning of the story that we're all going to write. Here we go...
Arthur was running away, fast as he could. He couldn't let them catch him. It was inconceivable! No, not inconceivable, impossible to even TRY to concieve! He had tried and tried to conceive what would happen if they caught him, and he couldn't even THINK about it! They were so horribly horrifyingly impossibly terrible!
He dashed into the classroom, where he was greeted by his geography teacher, Mr. Snoutfoot. "Arthur?" said Mr. Snoutfoot, dropping the boxes he was carrying to the shelf. "What is going on?"
There was a loud BANG, BANG, BANG on the classroom door. Arthur grabbed a pencil, though it was probably a hopeless weapon, and brandished it, trying and failing to brace himself for whatever horrors might lurk beyond the door, throughout the school, and within his world.
OKAY, someone grab a keyboard and write the next part! Enjoy!
submitted by Joe Dosie Doe, age Almost 14, Back from Chicago
(March 31, 2013 - 1:24 pm)
(March 31, 2013 - 1:24 pm)
Unfortunatly enough for Arthur, he never thought of what might lurk OUTSIDE of his world.
Many would have made the same mistake, and it was hardly his fault. His mind was preoccupied on other things, of course. Like how he would fend them off using a pencil, and how he would explain to Mr. Snoutfoot if they destroyed his classroom. And of course, he was wondering what was lurking all over his world. But outside his world, things were happening that Arthur never could've dreamed of, not even in his worst nightmares.
"Earth," growled General Ca237 into his intercom on his small, one-person pod, "is in sight."
"Let's go! Let's go!" said Ka237, one of Ca327's overexcited pilots.
"Not yet. We have to let them get him."
"Then we can declare war on Earth?" asked Ka327.
"Yes," Ca327 grinned. "After they have their ten, we can finnaly get our revenge."
"How many more do they have to collect to coplete their ten?" Da327, another piolet, asked.
"One! Didn't you hear me say HIM?! There's only one left, and he's dead meat."
So while Arthur imagined what things could be out there, within his world, he never thought about what might be outside of it.
(March 31, 2013 - 4:22 pm)
I love your part, Theo! But before I write a continuation, I'm gonna let some more people come in and do it. This is awesome!
(April 1, 2013 - 9:20 am)
Before he could dwell on it, Mr. Snoutfoot asked him what was going on. "What's going on, Arthur?!"
"There's a gang outside, Mr. Snoutfoot! They're chasing me... well... they're after me with a vengeance, Mr. Snoutfoot. It's all becuase my brother joined the gang, and then tried to break away after realizing what horrible things they were doing. Please, Mr. Snoutfoot!"
All of a sudden, the classroom door abruptly opened. Arthur didn't know what to do. He had to protect Mr. Snoutfoot and himself, but he could not kill anyone. He would have to disarm them for long enough to escape. Through the door came three older teenagers dressed in snazzy-looking, expensive clothes, and all wearing the same tattoo.
Mr. Snoutfoot cried out in alarm. "Arthur, what is going on?"
"You already asked me that, Mr. Snoutfoot," said Arthur.
Arthur grabbed a pen and held it in one hand, brandishing the pencil in the other. "Grab a pen, Mr. Snoutfoot! You must defend yourself to the death!"
JDD's comment: Uhh... Okay! I'd defend to the death with a pen...
(April 4, 2013 - 7:43 pm)
Waiting for TW's reply to be approved... GOOP!
(March 31, 2013 - 6:43 pm)
GOOP GOOP GOOP!
(April 1, 2013 - 9:14 am)
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(April 2, 2013 - 12:40 pm)
GOOP!!!
(April 2, 2013 - 7:24 pm)
TOP!!!!!!
(April 3, 2013 - 1:34 pm)
Since nobody else is writing, I find this thread most intriguing. Though, it kinda reminds me of something frome Doctor Who. This may turn into something really odd, just warning you.
I had just yelled at my geography teacher to grab a pen and fight to the death. He probably thought I was insane, but oh well. I really DIDN'T want to kill anyone, but, if worse came to worse... I suddenly came up with an idea that might save our skins. It totally wasn't my style, and frankly, was rather pathetic, but I did it anyway.
I played dead.
Just like that, I pretened to stagger, then collapsed, rather painfully, I might add, into the middle of the classroom floor. I knew I had taken everyone here by surprise, because it was dead silence.
"What the heck he just do?" One of the boys demanded, his voice directed at Mr. Snoutfoot."I... have no idea. Arthur?" I didn't respond. I thought maybe this wouldn't work after all, when the most comical thing happened.
"Oh. man. Oh man, oh man, oh man!" One of the guys was saying. "Dude, either WE killed him, or the teacher did!" "That's ridiculous!" Another guy protested. But I could tell they were getting uneasy. Then Mr. Snoutfoot did the most brilliant, hysterical thing.
"Waha!" He said, brandishing his pen. "Yes, I KILLED HIM! Leave or feel my Writing Wrath!" I didn't know a bunch of teenage guys could get so worked up over a forty year old geography teacher holding a pen, but they did. I counted ten seconds flat before they were gone. Mr. Snoutfoot chuckled. "You can get up now, Arthur." I stood up, rubbing my head. I looked at Mr. Snoutfoot and grinned. "That. was. awsome!"
Taday!
(April 5, 2013 - 12:02 pm)
Problem was, though, they would soon be back. So, Arthur picked himself up from the floor and ran. But then, just as they had exited the door...
Arthur woke up, in his bedroom. Hmm, why did he keep having that same dream every night? The only diffrence was that, before, when he had the dream, the school always blew up. Last night, they had escaped from the gang. Hmm... What was going on here?
Then, he heard his mom bang on the door. "Arthur?" she called. "Mr. Snoutfoot is here to discuss your grades."
Oh, sheesh. There was one thing you never wanted, and that was a teacher coming to "discuss" something. And he had gotten D's for the past two weeks in most of his subjects, including geography, which he usually excelled at. He got dressed and went downstairs.
Meanwhile, far away...
The diabolical dream professor, Dr. Hunkpint, chuckled. "Soon," he said, "I shall terrorize the world when from the inside out as they sleep, when they are weakest. Then they will tremble at their nightmares, as they become true! Mhwa ha ha!!!!!"
(April 5, 2013 - 4:02 pm)
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(April 6, 2013 - 1:10 pm)
Tippety top top GOOP and slimey pokingness
(April 6, 2013 - 5:47 pm)
Gah, this is so awesome. I'll write another post tomorrow probably, because it's getting late.
(April 9, 2013 - 8:28 pm)
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Lonnie
(April 10, 2013 - 4:20 pm)