I always wanted to do a blog. To keep me motivated? I don’t know.
I might just put short stories here that only people who have singed all brain cells could possibly understand. Yes….
Chapter 1
It was a stormy night, dark outside, only the saddest tulips grew in the harsh rain.
These tulips are perfect for stepping on! Cynesa from murder drones rises out of her cabin.
She stomps joyfully on the tulips; unaware that lurking behind her, Stanley pines took aim on his A-K47. “Keep your eyes on the prize…” he mummers, looking Up at Cynessa.
Cynesa notices a shift in the wind. Something isn’t right. She turns back, looking at Stanley.
In fear, a panicked Stan shoots his rifle at Cynesa. Shooting right through her hair.
“Haha…” she chuckles, ominously. “Good thing you didn’t strike through my TRUE form…”
Stan backs away. Running, faster, faster. Cynesa tears off her feeble mask, she never was Cyn…
She was actually Bob the builder this whole time…
Stan, in aw of her transformation, dropped his gun. “You, you really are powerfull….”
He ripped at his face too; “but i think I’m stronger than you.”
He was never Stan, he was actually…
SANS UNDERTALE
Bob understood how weak he was compared to sans. “I’ll….i’ll do anything to live! Please!”
Sans looked down, chuckling. Then back up to the sky. The rain has gotten worse.
“I won’t hurt you… it’s not a beautiful say outside.” (Sitcom laughter gets very loud and sans looks at the camera.)
NEW CHAPTERS SOON!
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