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  1. wobbler

    wobbler Well-Known Member

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    It's was a sunny morning. He could hear his mother calling. This was the day he had forgotten.
     
  2. Grossenschwamm

    Grossenschwamm Well-Known Member

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    Calling his dog, The Last Boy ran back to his childhood home through the bucolic setting of rural Mid-America. With a smile, his mother said "Dinner's ready." It was always a surprise. His parents took turns cooking, trying new recipes nearly every day. Being a picky eater, it didn't always taste good to him; but the variety kept meals exciting. He sat in his seat at the table, everything was in place. The dog excitedly rushed to its food dish and began eating, then paused. Looking at The Last Boy, it seemed to tense up. He froze, as if he felt a sense of impending doom.
    It was gas.
     
  3. Zanza

    Zanza Well-Known Member

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  4. Grossenschwamm

    Grossenschwamm Well-Known Member

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    After dying from the horrible dog-gas, The Last Boy felt himself being pulled back into terrible reality, all of what he experienced being a fabrication of his addled mind. Again a man, he had apparently entered a catatonic state and was now regaining self-awareness.
     
  5. Zanza

    Zanza Well-Known Member

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    Then he woke up and it was all a dream.
     
  6. Grossenschwamm

    Grossenschwamm Well-Known Member

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    (Zanza...that's what I said in the post before yours. You can do better, with trolling AND with a story.)
    Before him was the unspeakable horror.
    "You didn't have to cut me. I just want to love you, baby. Now, I have to get a little...rougher...than I did with the rest."
    The Last Man stifled a scream. He guessed abominations liked that sort of thing, and decided not to utter a sound.
    "Actually, I prefer the quiet type."
    He tried desperately to blank his mind. It was in his thoughts. It manifested hallucinations of his family as represented in the dream, but there was something slightly off about them...
     
  7. Zanza

    Zanza Well-Known Member

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    Then he had a heart attack and died.
     
  8. Arthgon

    Arthgon Well-Known Member

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    Atleast he thought that he had died, but no. While the Last Man woke up, the Unnameable Thing spoke to him 'No, boy. I cannot let you die. I gonna have some great plans with you.'
     
  9. Grossenschwamm

    Grossenschwamm Well-Known Member

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    (Zanza, I know you're trolling, but if you want to end the story you'll have to be more creative. A repeat? You really can do better. I deleted it. If you won't try, I'll delete your posts.)
    His chest burned. It seemed that while it could sustain his life, it was keen on reminding him that he was only alive to entertain it. He remembered a song popularized by Justin Bieber, and the creature laughed. It seemed hollow, like a blatant imitation of genuine laughter.
    Reality quivered. The Last Man was now in a padded cell, with little to remind him of the horrors that existed at the end of the world, save a singular bottle of vodka.
     
  10. Arthgon

    Arthgon Well-Known Member

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    Wildly he looked around to find a way to escape this forsaken place. Wait. Is not that a wooden spoon he saw before him?
     
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    Dark Elf Administrator Staff Member

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    He suddenly realised there was no spoon, for it was all a dream. Then he woke up and died.
     
  13. Grossenschwamm

    Grossenschwamm Well-Known Member

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    OK, I actually liked that one a lot. The spoon thing didn't make sense to me, and I had no idea how to follow it.
     
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    Grossenschwamm Well-Known Member

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    No, I meant I couldn't follow Arthgon's use of the Spoon.
    "Hey, random wooden spoon!"
    My turn: ...eh.
    Zanza saves the day!
     
  17. Arthgon

    Arthgon Well-Known Member

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    It would have been something like this:

    He began to dig a tunnel to safety. At the end of the tunnel he emerged into a wild world.
     
  18. Grossenschwamm

    Grossenschwamm Well-Known Member

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    Standard padded rooms are surrounded by concrete. You can't dig through concrete with a spoon made of wood. The pads themselves are pouches made of leather or or strong canvas, and coated with a rubberized paint. While those can be punctured and subsequently ripped, the concrete remains. The way I was going was that he'd eventually submit to the urge to drink. But, I guess that's the problem with passing the torch.
     
  19. wobbler

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    He can't drink with the spoon?

    The Last Man picked up the spoon with awe, pour some medicine in it and started drinking. He didn't stop til the bottle was empty.
     
  20. Arthgon

    Arthgon Well-Known Member

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    (oops, I should have known that.)

    Nevermind.
     
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