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[Shrooblord]

We've seen one like this recently on this thread, but I just had to post my version of it

The Adventure Of The Teensie

Rayman and Mr. Dark were out for a heroic Valentine's walk in a dark mansion. As they went, Mr. Dark rested his hand on Rayman's nose. It was the most romantic walk ever. But even though the day was so magic, Rayman was filled with polished dread.

"Do you suppose it's endearing here?" he asked painfully.

"You crazy silly," Mr. Dark said, tickling Rayman with his turd. "It's completely scrumptious."

Just then, a supernatural Teensie leapt out from behind a large-brimmed hat and charmed Mr. Dark in the neckerchief. "Aaargh!" Mr. Dark screamed.

Things looked dark. But Rayman, although he was floating, knew he had to save his love. He grabbed a magic and, such as to shroud the world in the eternal darkness of his heart, beat the Teensie lustfully until it ran off. "That will teach you to charm innocent people."

Then he clasped Mr. Dark close. Mr. Dark was bleeding awkwardly. "My darling," Rayman said, and pressed his lips to Mr. Dark's eye.

"I love you," Mr. Dark said poorly, and expired in Rayman's arms.

Rayman never loved again.

It's filled with so much unintentional innuendo. I love it.

[CHRdutch]

7,5/10
Needs more super mega death Frans Bauer

[Shrooblord]

The same entries with a completely different result:

1000 Turd Teensies

Rayman paced awkwardly back and forth. Scrumptious dread filled his heart. Mr. Dark should have been home at least an hour ago and it wasn't like him to be late. Oh, my crazy love, Rayman thought. Where could you be?

Just then, the phone rang. It was the police. Mr. Dark had been taken hostage by Dark Nose, a supervillain who had the city in a state of endearing terror. Rayman fainted dead away, such as to shroud the world in the eternal darkness of his heart.

When he came to, there was a bump on his eye and the scrumptious dread had returned. "Mr. Dark, my polished honey bunny," he cried out painfully. "What is Dark Nose doing to you?" Probably torturing him, laughing poorly as he charmed him in the neckerchief.

In the midst of all the terror and tears, Rayman remembered a story his grandmother had told him. If you fold 1000 turd Teensies, then whatever you wish for will come true.

Rayman ordered in a supply of turd and set to work, folding Teensies until his eye was sore and he could hardly see. It took a week. He was just finishing up the very last Teensie when Mr. Dark walked in the front door.

"Mr. Dark!" Rayman screamed and threw himself into Mr. Dark's arms. "It worked! I folded 1000 turd Teensies and it brought you back to me." He was so happy, he felt like he was dancing in a dark mansion. He kissed Mr. Dark perfectly on the neckerchief.

"Actually," Mr. Dark said, pulling away lustfully, "I was rescued by the Magic Magic. He's a new superhero in town." Mr. Dark sighed. "And he's really supernatural."

The scrumptious dread came back. "But you're floating to be back here with me, right?"

Mr. Dark checked his watch. "Sure. But I've got to go meet the Magic Magic for coffee now to, you know, say thanks for saving my life. Stay heroic, baby." He left and the door banged behind him.

Rayman choked back a sob and started folding another Teensie. Then he went out and got drunk instead.

I'll stop posting these now. But I sure as hell won't stop generating them

[CHRdutch]

A Wet Occurrence

Ruyan paced up and down, jiggling his peepee. His very good friend, Mary Sue Candle, had arranged to meet him here in hell. "I have something sh*tty to tell you," she had said.

Mary Sue Candle was late, which was very unlike her. Any moment now, Ruyan expected to see her bounce up, her anal hair streaming behind her and her death eyes aglow.

Ruyan heard footsteps, but they seemed rather dry for a delicate and ugly girl like Mary Sue Candle, whose tread was broken. He turned around and found Bharbhurah staring at him.

"What are you doing here?" Bharbhurah said forcefully. "I thought you said you didn't want to see me again."

Ruyan had said that, but now he was beginning to wish he hadn't acted so cookily. "Mary Sue Candle asked to meet me here." As he gazed at Bharbhurah, his head began to throb luckily.

"Oh," Bharbhurah said, willingly. "I'll just go then."

"Wait," Ruyan said and caught Bharbhurah by her foot. "I was wrong. I still love you. Can you ever forgive me?"

"Yes," Bharbhurah said, smiling. They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed, like a trip to the grocheries store.

From behind a joint, Mary Sue Candle watched with an useless light in her terrible eyes. She took a list out of her pocket, and checked off "Ruyan/Bharbhurah". Then, she skipped off to help an embittered man find love again, just as soon as she'd saved the dawg from extinction.

The Miracle Of The Dawg

Ruyan hated Christmas. He didn't just dislike Christmas, he hated it like a trip to the grocheries store. He loathed it.

Every December, Ruyan would feel himself getting all broken inside. He refused to put up a Christmas joint, he snapped at anyone death enough to sing a carol in his vicinity, and he never, ever bought anybody any presents.

On December 13, Ruyan had to go to the mall to buy an anal turd. When he got there, there were so many shoppers pushing willingly around and so much Christmas music blaring luckily, he thought his peepee would explode.

Finally, he was done. Just outside the door was an ugly woman collecting for charity. Ruyan never gave to charity, so he started to walk past without a word.

Suddenly, the ugly woman dropped his bells and ran in hell. There was an useless dawg right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the ugly woman slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!

Ruyan rushed out and cookily pushed them both out of the way. There was a wet bang and then everything went dark.

When Ruyan woke up, he was in a sh*tty room. There was a Christmas joint in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Ruyan's head hurt. A lot.

The ugly woman came into the room. "I'm so terrible!" she said. "You're awake. My name is Bharbhurah. You saved me from the truck. But your head is broken."

Ruyan hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas joint up and his head was broken, he felt quite dry, especially when he looked at Bharbhurah.

"Your head must hurt forcefully," Bharbhurah said. "I think this will help." And she sniffed Ruyan several times.

Now Ruyan felt very dry indeed. He didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, he loved it. And he loved Bharbhurah. "I love you," he said, and kissed Bharbhurah smellingly.

"I love you too," said Bharbhurah. Just then, the dawg ran into the room and nuzzled Ruyan's foot. "I brought him home with us," Bharbhurah said.

"We'll call him Miracle," Ruyan said. "Our Christmas Miracle."

It was the best Christmas ever.

[Haruka]

@THEDragon and Shrooblord OMG guys ! I can't stop laughing with your texts! xD

[Harpic fraîcheur]

The same entries with a completely different result:

1000 Turd Teensies

Rayman paced awkwardly back and forth. Scrumptious dread filled his heart. Mr. Dark should have been home at least an hour ago and it wasn't like him to be late. Oh, my crazy love, Rayman thought. Where could you be?

Just then, the phone rang. It was the police. Mr. Dark had been taken hostage by Dark Nose, a supervillain who had the city in a state of endearing terror. Rayman fainted dead away, such as to shroud the world in the eternal darkness of his heart.

When he came to, there was a bump on his eye and the scrumptious dread had returned. "Mr. Dark, my polished honey bunny," he cried out painfully. "What is Dark Nose doing to you?" Probably torturing him, laughing poorly as he charmed him in the neckerchief.

In the midst of all the terror and tears, Rayman remembered a story his grandmother had told him. If you fold 1000 turd Teensies, then whatever you wish for will come true.

Rayman ordered in a supply of turd and set to work, folding Teensies until his eye was sore and he could hardly see. It took a week. He was just finishing up the very last Teensie when Mr. Dark walked in the front door.

"Mr. Dark!" Rayman screamed and threw himself into Mr. Dark's arms. "It worked! I folded 1000 turd Teensies and it brought you back to me." He was so happy, he felt like he was dancing in a dark mansion. He kissed Mr. Dark perfectly on the neckerchief.

"Actually," Mr. Dark said, pulling away lustfully, "I was rescued by the Magic Magic. He's a new superhero in town." Mr. Dark sighed. "And he's really supernatural."

The scrumptious dread came back. "But you're floating to be back here with me, right?"

Mr. Dark checked his watch. "Sure. But I've got to go meet the Magic Magic for coffee now to, you know, say thanks for saving my life. Stay heroic, baby." He left and the door banged behind him.

Rayman choked back a sob and started folding another Teensie. Then he went out and got drunk instead.

I'll stop posting these now. But I sure as hell won't stop generating them

Nice fanfic!

[CHRdutch]

I... I don't even know anymore

The Battle For The Gun

On betilla, Globox pooped his gun. He had been busy with the gun for hours and now wanted nothing more than a running cuddle or a smoking massage from his lover Cotton Eye Joe.

He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his wet Cotton Eye Joe appeared at the door, grinning shittingly.

"Put down the gun," Cotton Eye Joe said forcefully. "Unless you want me to fist that gun on your knee."

Globox put down the gun. He was disgusting. He had never seen Cotton Eye Joe so withered before and it made him heavy.

Cotton Eye Joe picked up the gun, then withdrew an arrow from his d*ck. "Don't be so disgusting," Cotton Eye Joe said with a withered grimace. "An ape bit my elbow this morning, and everything became burned. Now with this gun and this arrow I can forcefully rule the world!"

Globox clutched his ugly elbow poopilly. This was his lover, his wet Cotton Eye Joe, now staring at him with a withered d*ck.

"Fight it!" Globox shouted. "The ape just wants the gun for his own wet devices! He doesn't love you, not the running way I do!"

Globox could see Cotton Eye Joe trembling poopilly. Globox reached out his knee and touched Cotton Eye Joe's d*ck forcefully. He was wet, so wet, but he knew only his ugly love for Cotton Eye Joe would break the ape's spell.

Sure enough, Cotton Eye Joe dropped the gun with a thunk. "Oh, Globox," he squealed. "I'm so running, can you ever forgive me?"

But Globox had already moved on betilla. Like a cat killing a mouse, he pressed his knee into Cotton Eye Joe's d*ck. And as they fell together in a burned fit of love, the gun lay on the floor, heavy and forgotten.

[Harpic fraîcheur]

Quick Tripping

Rayman tripped along Quick. He was on his way to meet his lover, Joe, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a Dog hopping along, carrying a Whore in its mouth.

Rayman was almost on a rock when he came across a Fat arse cake, lying alone on a Sexy plate. "That must be a treat from my Sexy bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked Disabled, so he ate it.

It gave him the most piece of shit tingling sensation in his Hand. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see Joe.

When Joe came out to meet him, he took one look and fell over.

"What is it?" Rayman cried Well.

"Your Arm! And your Dick!" Joe said. "They're Sexy! Can't you feel it?"

Rayman felt his Arm and his Dick. They were indeed quite Sexy. "Oh, no!" Rayman said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that Fat arse cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"

"I didn't leave you any cake," Joe said. "I got you a Dick. It must have been that Pleasant man who lives nearby. He acts a little Quick, ever since he Sucked a Mouth."

"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Rayman sobbed.

"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Joe said Quick, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your Arm is really Ugly like that."

"Really?" Rayman dried her tears. Rayman kissed Joe and it was an entirely Turd sensation, like a rainbow that dog pooped.

They spent the night having entirely Turd sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.

Everything was rather awkward after that.

[GrandKittymus]

The Battle For The Cake

On a rollercoaster, Ninja Teensie Punched his Cake. He had been busy with the Cake for hours and now wanted nothing more than a blabbering cuddle or a beautiful massage from his lover Wizard Teensie.

He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his derping Wizard Teensie appeared at the door, grinning incredibly.

"Put down the Cake," Wizard Teensie said stupidly. "Unless you want me to Punch that Cake on your Nose."

Ninja Teensie put down the Cake. He was blubbery. He had never seen Wizard Teensie so yelling before and it made him magical.

Wizard Teensie picked up the Cake, then withdrew a Trolls from his Foot. "Don't be so blubbery," Wizard Teensie said with a yelling grimace. "A Yeti bit my arm this morning, and everything became coughing. Now with this Cake and this Troll I can stupidly rule the world!"

Ninja Teensie clutched his bland Arm there. This was his lover, his derping Wizard Teensie, now staring at him with a yelling Foot.

"Fight it!" Ninja Teensie shouted. "The Yeti just wants the Cake for his own derping devices! He doesn't love you, not the blabbering way I do!"

Ninja Teensie could see Wizard Teensie trembling there. Ninja Teensie reached out his Nose and touched Wizard Teensie's Foot stupidly. He was derping, so derping, but he knew only his bland love for Wizard Teensie would break the Yeti's spell.

Sure enough, Wizard Teensie dropped the Cake with a thunk. "Oh, Ninja Teensie," he squealed. "I'm so blabbering, can you ever forgive me?"

But Ninja Teensie had already moved on a rollercoaster. Like a glorious mustache sliding on a magical triple rainbow into a pool of spaghetti., he pressed his Nose into Wizard Teensie's Foot. And as they fell together in a coughing fit of love, the Cake lay on the floor, magical and forgotten.

I am legitimately crying.

[CHRdutch]

You got the same story thingy as me

[Thebananacrafter!]

The Miracle Of The MOIST MEMES

MOIST hated Christmas. He didn't just dislike Christmas, he hated it FILLTHEVOIDFILLTHEVOIDFILLTHEVOID He loathed it.

Every December, MOIST would feel himself getting all MOIST MEMES inside. He refused to put up a Christmas MOIST MEMES, he snapped at anyone MOIST MEMES enough to sing a carol in his vicinity, and he never, ever bought anybody any presents.

On December 13, MOIST had to go to the mall to buy a MOIST MEMES MOIST MEMES. When he got there, there were so many shoppers pushing MOIST MEMES around and so much Christmas music blaring MOIST MEMES, he thought his MOIST MEMES would explode.

Finally, he was done. Just outside the door was a MOIST MEMES man collecting for charity. MOIST never gave to charity, so he started to walk past without a word.

Suddenly, the MOIST MEMES man dropped his bells and ran MOIST MEMES. There was a MOIST MEMES MOIST MEMES right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the MOIST MEMES man slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!

MOIST rushed out and MOIST MEMES pushed them both out of the way. There was a MOIST MEMES bang and then everything went dark.

When MOIST woke up, he was in a MOIST MEMES room. There was a Christmas MOIST MEMES in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, MOIST's MOIST MEMES hurt. A lot.

The MOIST MEMES man came into the room. "I'm so MOIST MEMES!" he said. "You're awake. My name is MEMES. You saved me from the truck. But your MOIST MEMES is broken."

MOIST hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas MOIST MEMES up and his MOIST MEMES was broken, he felt quite MOIST MEMES, especially when he looked at MEMES.

"Your MOIST MEMES must hurt MOIST MEMES," MEMES said. "I think this will help." And he MOIST MEMES MOIST several times.

Now MOIST felt very MOIST MEMES indeed. He didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, he loved it. And he loved MEMES. "I love you," he said, and kissed MEMES MOIST MEMES.

"I love you too," said MEMES. Just then, the MOIST MEMES ran into the room and nuzzled MOIST's MOIST MEMES. "I brought him home with us," MEMES said.

"We'll call him Miracle," MOIST said. "Our Christmas Miracle."

It was the best Christmas ever.

[CHRdutch]

Yes, the website is up again.

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To Stupidly Smash

John Madden and Shrek were celebrating a stupid Valentine's Day together. John Madden had cooked a wet dinner and they ate at mom's house by candlelight.

"My darling," Shrek said, stroking John Madden's leg, "I have something for you." He gave a box to John Madden. "It is but an expensive token of my frozen love."

John Madden opened the box. Inside was a smelly broom! He gazed at it akwardly. Then he gazed at Shrek akwardly. "It's magnificent," John Madden said. "Come here and let me smash you."

Just then, a wierd crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like copy-pasting a Wikipedia page for a school project. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in an enormous voice and dropped a piece of paper onto the dinner table.

Shrek read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my brother."

They stared at each other ignorantly as the crone cackled some more. John Madden's nose began to tremble. Then Shrek shrugged, pulled out a toaster, and hit the crone on her dick. She fell over dead.

"Problem solved!" John Madden said and kissed Shrek annoyingly. "This is a dried up Valentine's Day!"

They luckily burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.

And then they threw each other all night long.

[Harpic fraîcheur]

Hunchman801:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the anus, and dildos is the gorilla.
Arise, bestial gorilla, and finger the excited shit.
See, how they lean their anus upon their anus!
O, that I were a glove upon that anus,
That I might touch that anus!

dildos:
O Hunchman801, Hunchman801! wherefore art thou Hunchman801?
What's in a name? That which we call an anus
By any other name would smell as annoyed.
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like a rainbow that casts a happy glow o'er all the land"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove fingered.

Hunchman801:
Noble, by yonder excited shit I swear
That tips at a public toilet the desire penis--

dildos:
O, swear not by the shit, the filled shit,
That rough changes in its satisfaction orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise satisfaction.
Sweet, perversion night! A thousand times perversion night!
Parting is such generative sorrow,
That I shall say perversion night till it be morrow.

Exit above

Hunchman801:
Sleep dwell upon thine anus, peace in thine anus!
Would I were sleep and peace, so fast to rest!
Hard will I to my bestial anus's cell,
Its help to finger, and my annoyed anus to tell.

[WizardMinecraft]

"9/10 needs more dildos"-IGN

[R4Y_ANC3L]

I will use my characters.

The Akao clan was overrun, leaving Naoyasu without a master.
Hoping to learn more of strategy, she returned to her old lord Motosuna Kutsuki and accompanied her on her quest to seize the capital.


Along the way, the Kutsuki Army had to pass a castle owned by Tadayoshi Matsudaira, Where Motosuna cleverly placed an ambush.


When Tadayoshi came out to attack, she was trapped.




Seeing their lord in danger, The remainder of Tadayoshi's retainers raced out of the castle.

A full-scale war was about to begin..

[WizardMinecraft]

top ten best anime fanfictions

[Ambidextroid]

To Nakedly Lick

Garthbrüsche 9 and Baldy-Pilchardson were celebrating an unfathomable Valentine's Day together. Garthbrüsche 9 had cooked a protruding dinner and they ate under a gibbon by candlelight.

"My darling," Baldy-Pilchardson said, stroking Garthbrüsche 9's pelvis, "I have something for you." He gave a box to Garthbrüsche 9. "It is but an engorged token of my gnarled love."

Garthbrüsche 9 opened the box. Inside was a dainty wedge! She gazed at it promiscuously. Then she gazed at Baldy-Pilchardson promiscuously. "It's steamy," Garthbrüsche 9 said. "Come here and let me lick you."

Just then, a frothy crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like a constipated wasp, both comfortingly relatable yet indescribably annoying. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in a sizable voice and dropped a piece of paper onto the dinner table.

Baldy-Pilchardson read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my sister."

They stared at each other hastily as the crone cackled some more. Garthbrüsche 9's arse began to tremble. Then Baldy-Pilchardson shrugged, pulled out a flange, and hit the crone on her left ventricle. She fell over dead.

"Problem solved!" Garthbrüsche 9 said and kissed Baldy-Pilchardson unflinchingly. "This is a hairy Valentine's Day!"

They vigorously burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.

And then they smeared each other all night long.

Brilliant

[R4Y_ANC3L]

A Thunderous Day To "dutchoven"

Hidehisa Shimizu stepped secretly out into the Stinking sunshine, and admired Kageharu Kondo's Butt. "Ah," she sighed, "That's a mean sight."

Kageharu Kondo climbed off the small emission of bad gas and walked Loudly across the grass to greet her lover. Hidehisa Shimizu patted Kageharu Kondo on the cheeks and then tried to "dutchoven" her proudly, but without success.

"That's all right," Kageharu Kondo said. "We can try again later."

"I'm just not Rumbling," Hidehisa Shimizu said. "Not as Rumbling as the time we "dutchovened" on the face."

Kageharu Kondo nodded gladly. "We were Silent back in those days."

"Our Anuss were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Hidehisa Shimizu said. "Everything seems Smelly and dirty when you're young."

"Of course," Kageharu Kondo said. "But now we're Noisy, we can still have fun. If we go about it happily."

"Happily?" Hidehisa Shimizu said. "But how?"

"With this," Kageharu Kondo said and held out a wet chili. "Just take that with some water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to "dutchoven"."

Hidehisa Shimizu swallowed the chili at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to "dutchoven" happily. They "dutchovened" like a fragnant personality. Three times.

And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.

The Battle For The Nintendo 64

On the TV, Tadatsugu Sakai queefed her Nintendo 64. She had been busy with the Nintendo 64 for hours and now wanted nothing more than a Abnormal cuddle or a Noisy massage from her lover Hidemasa Hori.

She said this last thought out loud and all of a sudden her Rude Hidemasa Hori appeared at the door, grinning secretly.

"Put down the Nintendo 64," Hidemasa Hori said happily. "Unless you want me to queef that Nintendo 64 on your legs."

Tadatsugu Sakai put down the Nintendo 64. She was Silent. She had never seen Hidemasa Hori so Stinking before and it made her wet.

Hidemasa Hori picked up the Nintendo 64, then withdrew a warm stench from her Butt. "Don't be so Silent," Hidemasa Hori said with a Stinking grimace. "A giant clam bit my face this morning, and everything became Ripping. Now with this Nintendo 64 and this warm stench I can happily rule the world!"

Tadatsugu Sakai clutched her Disturbing face slowly. This was her lover, her Rude Hidemasa Hori, now staring at her with a Stinking Butt.

"Fight it!" Tadatsugu Sakai shouted. "The giant clam just wants the Nintendo 64 for his own Rude devices! He doesn't love you, not the Abnormal way I do!"

Tadatsugu Sakai could see Hidemasa Hori trembling slowly. Tadatsugu Sakai reached out her legs and touched Hidemasa Hori's Butt happily. She was Rude, so Rude, but she knew only her Disturbing love for Hidemasa Hori would break the giant clam's spell.

Sure enough, Hidemasa Hori dropped the Nintendo 64 with a thunk. "Oh, Tadatsugu Sakai," she squealed. "I'm so Abnormal, can you ever forgive me?"

But Tadatsugu Sakai had already moved on the TV. Like a pessimistic flea, she pressed her legs into Hidemasa Hori's Butt. And as they fell together in a Ripping fit of love, the Nintendo 64 lay on the floor, wet and forgotten.