Exquisite Corpse: THE END!

[Druplesnubb]

I kinda consider myself as the creator of both Tooth crystals and Not how I expected since what BenBen gave to me was so vague and open-ended. Not that I mind.

Also, cows apparently doesn't drink milk anymore.

[Reecer6]

Fact: Humans are the only creature on Earth that ever drinks milk from their mother.
ALSOLOOKATTHATANOTHERSTORYCOMPLETED!!!!!

Tooth Crystals:

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Donald McRonald could feel the sense of greed take him as he saw the crystals. It was finally happening. After all the time and money spent on mining gear, shrinking technology, building the transport vehicle and not to mention gathering the crew, his team was finally inside the unicorn's tooth. He could already e tooth crystals embedded in the enamel. His men were awestruck by the glittering ivory cave they had found themselves in, but Donald was too obsessed with his upcoming riches to care about it. As soon as they had landed he immediatley ordered out all the miners and made sure they got working.

The next few weeks were the hardest the miners had ever worked. Day in and day out they mined for the tooth crystals. As the pile of tooth crystals grew, so did Donald's greed. He made them work harder, faster, and longer. He pushed them to their very limits. After the fifth week they had found enough tooth crystals to buy the state of california, twice over. But for Donald, it wasn't enough, he wanted more. So they continued on mining. He cut his miners sleeping times to three hours each, so they could work more efficiently. He threw away half their supplies, just to make room for more tooth crystals. The miners were getting tired, and hungry.

It was at this moment that a plucky young boy got fed up with Donald’s bullshit. This boy’s name was Daniel Stronder. Daniel Stronder was about thirteen years old, and began working in the Tooth Crystal Mines when he was just eight. Donald had adopted him, and many other children, for easy free labor. Cheap bastard. Daniel alone had mined him enough tooth crystals to by a small country, not to mention the hundreds of other children Donald had working for him! Daniel did not know what to do. But that morning he had struck something. It was a cluster of tooth crystals. A cluster of excessively sharp tooth crystals. Hmmmmmmmmmmm. Perhaps these could be of use.

Picking up the sharp tooth crystals and examining them, Daniel thought of an idea. He quickly put as many of them as he could in a safe pouch, and crept out of the mines. Donald would pay for what he did. Enslaving many children to work in Tooth Crystal mines is a horrid deed. Slowly, but surely, Daniel made it to his room, and obtained his home made sling shot. It is unbelievable how deudly this is. It is most certainly the deudliest of weapons. Plus, it's pretty sturdy considering what it's made of. Daniel loaded the sling shot, and walked to Donald's office. There he heard the obnoxious voice of the Big Man himself. Talking about the mines over the phone with some other guy. Like he was the one busting his fat rear end over rocks trying to find tooth crystals. It was time. To make him pay.

Daniel smashed open the door to the Big Man's office, deudly sling shot swinging. The loud noise caused Donald to calmly hang hang up the phone and turn around. "Well, well well. To what do I owe this pleasure?" he smirked. Daniel didn't bother to answer and just began to launch tooth crystal after tooth crystal at the exploitative monster under the facade of a man, but he kept dodging. Daniel kept throwing, his thoughts only on the kids in the Tooth Crystal mines, until he realized he was out of crystals. Donald smiled...

...and his teeth gleamed like diamonds! Uh oh. Donald's teeth were tooth crystals! His monstrous identity began to really reveal itself. Daniel knew he had to act quickly if he wanted to help the Tooth Crystal miners. As Daniel dwelled on their innocent youth and sad situation, he became furious. He jumped on Big Man Donald's office chair and cleared over his desk. "Let my people goooooo!"

This, of course, was a terrible idea. Donald ripped into his flesh as if it was air. Daniel died a slow and painful death by being chewed apart.

Noone lived happily ever after... except maybe Donald.

Two revolutions in a row!

[Purple Walrus]

Fact: Humans are the only creature on Earth that ever drinks milk from their mother.
ALSOLOOKATTHATANOTHERSTORYCOMPLETED!!!!!

Tooth Crystals:

Two revolutions in a row!

Where is hellaciousHappenstance part?

[Reecer6]

Looks like this, which is probably like my favorite story out of all of them because SERIOUSLY BATMANDOCTOR, it's DOCTOR BATMAN.

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When I was a kid, my parents were brutally murdered in an alley. By me. From the future. Many years later, I grew up. Now I am the NIGHT, I am VENGEANCE, I AM- DOCTOR BATMAN, LAST OF THE TIME LORDS. And now I fight crime in this city. The Doctor-Batman symbol shines in the sky, a call to action! Quickly, I run to my Bat-TARDIS, where adventure awaits!

The Bat-TARDIS was nice and spacious... obviously. I kept looking at the screens inside. They still showed the same things. Current me goes back in time, kills my parents in the past, so that past me can grow up to be me right now. Or something like that. I don't have time for that. I THINK it would cause some sort of COMPLETE AND UTTER BULLSHIT, but really? Who cares about that. In fact that sounds awesome. I go fight crime instead, meeting my only nemesis... THE DALEK JOKER!
Bat-Tardis... AWAY!
Nananananananananananananananana Doctor Batmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!

"CACHINNATE! CACHINNATE!" I could hear Dalek Joker the moment the Bat-Tardis landed in the year 2000somthing. I attempted to locate him by following the sounds of the screaming. And laughter. And screaming laughs. As I got closer, a thought occurred. I really needed a companion to hand off the usual 'ambush' or 'surprise attack' moments, leaving me the 'rescue everyone' and 'be awesome moments. This seemed like a good idea. Suddenly, my thoughts were interrupted by a familiar sound behind me...

"Holy time-clowns, Batman!" I turned around to see Robin Pond in a parachute, floating down to the ground.

"Quick!" I shouted up to him, "Go spontaneously attack Dalek Joker with these timey-wimey batarangs! You only have the element of surprise for a couple more minutes!" I tossed him the weapons and looked around for some shadows to slink into. There. Now it was only a matter of time before I did my awesome thing. First, though, I had to concede a few plot tropes, as any good hero does.

It begins to dawn on you that this may have all been a colossal waste of time.

It also began to dawn on me that the timey-wimey batarangs, like any boomerangs, were now flying back towards me, and since Robin Pond was holding onto them he ws now going to crash into me in a few seconds. Acting fast, I took my only hope, the final batarang, and threw it towards Dalek Joker.

It turned in the air as it headed for him. The batarang hit Dalek Joker Square in the face. And since he was a bit top heavy, gravity did it's thing. As he lay on the floor he shouted "AAAAH HELP! I CAN'T GET UP! I CAN'T GET UP!!", which was quite amusing if I had to be honest. I then put out my left arm and caught Robin Pond as he went passed. He was a bit dazed from his experience, but nothing that a hot cup of tea wouldn't fix. I then got to work tying Dalek Joker up, so that he couldn't do anymore trouble. I also put one of my batarangs into his laser thing for good measure. After that, me and Robin dropped him off at a near by space time prison. Where he will spend the rest of time eating free pudding. And once again the timeline is safe, for now. For there will always be evil lurking in the shadows of time, lying in wait. But I will be ready for them. For I am DOCTOR-BATMAN.

BTW: BenBen was somehow confused about the rules and always added the part of the story he got to the one he sent. EVERYONE PUBLICLY HUMILIATE HIM. just kidding :P

[hero122]

Okay, So am I being skipped or something :x

[Druplesnubb]

BTW: BenBen was somehow confused about the rules and always added the part of the story he got to the one he sent. EVERYONE PUBLICLY HUMILIATE HIM. just kidding :P

Yeah, I noticed something was weird when you posted Average Stan and I noticed I had been sent both Ben's and Sonic's pieces. I kinda assumed that he had included it to give me a better grasp of the story since he himself had written so llittle.

[sonic3535]

AHahahaha the two surprise endings were so similar, it was the best.

[Reecer6]

Make sure to check for food poisoning, it's Groceries!

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It was a normal regular day. As you walk down, groceries in hand, the sun peeks through the clouds. A cool, polite breeze passes through the street, while cars drive by. "Let's see... Eggs, Milk, Bread... was that it?", you say to yourself, immersed in your thoughts. Peeking into the plastic bags, you see just those three. You look up, to see... you... you don't really know what that is.

"I don't remember seeing that there before..." You mutter to yourself. In front of you is a run down old carnival, the sign so faded you can no longer make out the name. You blink a few times, thinking it a hallucination, but it does not disappear. As you try to figure out why you've never seen this place before, you feel a tug at your arm. Some local hoodlum has grabbed your bag of groceries. You start after him, and he runs into the carnival to escape.

The burglar glances over his shoulder at you, revealing a masked face. He suddenly jumps into the house of mirrors. "Of course..." You mutter. You chase him inside, and are greeted by a dozen distorted versions of your own face. Shadows leap from mirror to mirror. You have no idea where he went with your groceries, so you turn corners at random. Suddenly you are face-to-face with... her?

You attempt to tackle her to the ground, only to bonk your head on a solid surface. The mirror had distorted your face so much you didn't even realise you were looking at yourself. You hear a grating sound, like someone is sliding something across the ground. You turn to see one of the mirrors blocking you into the dead end you had run into.

You feel kinda now for believing it was her. Why would Emmy Nemm even be in the house of mirrors?
You should probably try to get out of this place but You can't move any of the mirrors trapping you. "How are you now going to get the grocery burglar?" is what you would have asked yourself if you hadn't realised that you could just call the police.
After giving them all instructions that you can you feel alot safer, knowing that even if you fail to cath the burglar by yourslef, the police probably will. Now you can focus more on getting yourself out of this narrow space before you run out of air, spending all that precious time talking in a telephone seems a lot dumber in retrospect. Atleast you'll know that you gave your life for something worth dying for, the groceries. Man, those really were some great groceries.

Suddenly, you get the brilliant idea of just breaking the mirrors. You then spend the next few minutes ramming your self against each one. You eventually get out of the house of mirrors with a shit load of cuts (seriously man, theres like blood everywhere). You then hear a police car in the distance. I guess they got your phone call. You decide the best course of action is to join forces with the police. After all, you don't want to miss them catch that bloody groceries burglar.
You wait by a near by road, the police car gets louder. You then jump on the road to stop the police car. The police car crashes into you, which sends you flying (I mean seriously man. Any normal person would go to a hospital at this point). Well at least the police car has stop. The policeman gets out of his car, looking shocked about the fact that he hit a guy. You then jump up and race into the front passenger seat. You shout at the policeman to drive! He gets in and puts his foot on the gas, the police car shoots off.
As you drive down the road, you tell the policeman everything that has happen right up until now. He has no words and just stares at you blankly. Suddenly a Red car comes out of nowhere. You look closer at the car and realise that there are groceries in the back seat! You also her familiar voice shouting for help. It was Emmy Nemm! She had been kidnap! Just on queue, the groceries burglar leans of the move car and flips you off. Oh, now this fuck head as gone to far! You grab a hold of the wheel and push your foot down hard on the gas! You are going to get those groceries one way or another. (It is safe to say that the policeman is freaking the fuck out right now.)

You crash head-on into the grocery-burglar’s car! Everyone dies, but only you and Emmy Nemm get to stay at the afterlife-Disneyland for all eternity.
Everyone else who died is forced to settle for an eternity of Seaworld, because they suck.

[Bearstronaut]

I'm going to Disneyland!

Ahh, but I wish I had more time... guess I'll just read these when they finish. They're all great everyone!

Reecer6, thank you for bringing something so awesome to the forums.

[hero122]

Responded to my thing for once

[Reecer6]

Responded to my thing for once

I haven't gotten anything from you?

[hero122]

I haven't gotten anything from you?

Okay, I am terrible at listening it seems. :X
Just sent it.

[Reecer6]

Finally, a story is again finished! Serendipity:

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Her scarf whipped into my face; I swerved, and we barely remained upright.

"Tuck that thing in, or something!" I shouted over the sound of the engine.

She stuffed her scarf inside her leather jacket. We turned a corner, and I saw Matt.

"Hang on!"

She tightened her grip around my waist and I revved the motorcycle, bringing us to full speed. This was my favorite part of the course: the loop.

We went up, up, up, until we were upside down. And then down, down down, back to racing forward at full speed. I laughed at the top of my lungs. I could tell she was laughing as well, only not as loudly.

However, I shouldn't have let myself get distracted so easily. The front wheel of the motorcycle hit something on the course, a stray rock perhaps, and the bike jerked out of my control.

I woke up an undefined amount of time later in a hospital, unable to remember what had happened. There was this guy trying to tell me that a girl I knew had died in "the accident" but I couldn't remember neither her name nor the looks that he described to me.
As days turned to weeks there were those who came to visit me while I was laying there, some of whom seemed vaguely familiar. I wanted to ask them how the accident came to happen, who the woman were and what my life before all this was like, but I couldn't stop thinking of how I would never know for sure if they spoke the truth or not. In my mind I kept making up ridiculous conspiracy theories about how everyone was trying to decieve me. But in the end my curiosity got the better off me and I finally begged them to tell me everything.

But they just stared at me with uneasy looks. They were hiding something from me, I just knew it. I would have to find the truth my self. Later that night when the hospital staff had left, I slowly got out of my bed. As I stepped off the bed I felt a huge amount of pain surge through my leg. I was still recovering from the "accident", I had to take it easy. So I slowly crept out of my room and down the hall. I had eventually got to the room where they kept patients records. I went in, and quietly closed the door behind me. The room was small, but had a lot of filing cabinets up against the walls. I Looked in every one, looking for answers; who was I, what had happened and who was this girl that was in the "accident". All of these questions raced through my mind. I had eventually gotten to a file labeled "Room 23", my room. I opened it. My eyes scanned through the file, looking for any clues that would help me put together the pieces. Inside was a picture of my face, name and age. Beneath them was something that sent shivers down my spine."Died in sleep on the 24th of May" it read, But that was tomorrow. Suddenly I head a some foot steps outside the room. My blood went cold as foot steps became louder and louder.

Just then, Dr. Doucheface walked into the room!
“Hello there.” My blood curdled. Just who even is this douchebag? What does he know about my past, and about that girl in the ‘accident’??? And what’s with my hospital record saying I died in my sleep tomorrow??? Why am I even in the hospital?
IT’S A CONSPIRACY!!!!!!

Dr. Doucheface calmly walked up to me.
"As we cam both clearly see, you're in quite the predicament. I know what you did, and what you've done. The girl was simply a gear in my infernal machine. Likewise, I know what you WILL do. Any action you make now will be easily countered. I know your entire timeline like the back of my hand."
I pointed at him, about to rant about how he has no idea what he's gotten into. "Well, you're as dumb as a-"
"Stump with mushrooms growing on it? I've heard this play out a few dozen times before. Don't play dumb. We both know you have the key, even if you don't remember, we have ways of making you talk."
The room now shifted from the silent hospital to a solid white void.
"So, care to tell us what you did with the key?" Asked the Impatient Dr. Doucheface.

"Well-" I began, but he cut me off.
"Lying. I know what you're going to say, remember?"
"Then you know I'm not talking," I stated.
"You'd think that, but I know better. We just have to do a few... treatments first." The doctor menacingly approached me, an sadistic grin on his face. I tried running, but he kept getting closer. I knew I had to think fast, I didn't have much time.
Time. That was it!
Suddenly, a loud CRACK rang out, and Dr. Doucheface collapsed. Behind him was me, grinning holding a bat. "Ta dah."
I smiled at myself. "Looks like everything worked out."
"Not exactly," the me from the future said, keeping a grin on his face that was looking more sinister by the second. "Turn him over."
I did so with an uncertain hand. The bad feeling I had was realized when I saw the Doctor's face. It ha been covered in what appeared to be stage makeup which was now smeared, and underneath... Well... I had a long road ahead of me...

This almost sounds like a Twilight Zone episode.

[Druplesnubb]

Okay, that one was totally awesome.

[Druplesnubb]

It's been a pretty long while since the last story got finished.

[ICan'tGiveCredit]

I'm still waiting on hero122 to send his final part to reecer. (for the newest story)

[hero122]

I'm still waiting on hero122 to send his final part to reecer. (for the newest story)

Holy shit, just sent the story out guys! Got lazy and also had a mountain fall on my head.
(Literally. Ow.)

[Reecer6]

I sure hope you didn't damage any priceless ancient artifacts inside that mountain because you didn't check if it had a TEMPLE:

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Two and a half weeks. It had been two and a half weeks since they left on their journey, and supplies were starting to run low. People wanted to turn back, but the expedition leader would hear nothing of it. "We'll make it," he'd say, "Keep walking. We can't afford to give up on this now." Unfortunately, he was right. The village was counting on them. As they reached the crest of the latest hill, they saw it: the Temple. The end was in sight.

Approaching the Temple, the expedition leader told everyone to hold still. The group found places to rest among the rocks while he examined the Temple more closely. The leader entered the front door warily, and heard a stomp.

"Who's there?"

With no response, he went further in. Something flashed above him.

"What? AH-"

Meanwhile, the group began to talk about their tiresome journey, and what the Temple might hold.

After a few minutes, however, they became a little worried as to why their expedition leader hadn't come back. They cautiously approached the temple, only to be met by an ear piercing scream. Many of the crew ran, but a few stayed behind to investigate.

Their leader's screams becme louder and louder as they moved closer to the temple. Deciding that it was time for action, they rushed in to save him, but had barely entered before their screams also could be heard. Yet there was one sound that managed to blot out everything else.

WELCOME TO THE TEMPLE OF SCREAMING I'M THE RECEPTOPNIST IT'S REALLY NICE OF ALL OF YOU TO COME IT'S SO RARE FOR US TO HAVE ANY VISITORS I NEED TO CONFISCATE ANY EARPLUGS YOU MAY BE CARRYING

Yet there was one man in the crew, Richard, who had gotten his earplugs as a token of memory from his dying wife. He didn't want to part with them for anything in the world, and he was ready to fight for it.

Richard then punched the Receptionist right on the nose, and then ran deeper into the Temple of Screaming. He was not going to let that Receptionist take his dead wife's earplugs. The rest of the explorer crew ran after him. Besides, they didn't really want to wait around for security to throw them out. Since Bill was an olympic runner and Richard was pretty fat, he easily caught up and tackled him to the ground. After the rest of the crew caught up, they asked him "Why the fuck didn't he just hand over the earplugs to the Receptionist!". "Because they are the only things I have left to remember her." said Richard tearfully. "Richard… YOU HAVE PHOTOS OF HER! YOU FREAKING MORON!" Said Carl. "Oh Yeah… oops." said Richard stupidly."Maybe we could just go back and say we're sorry for Richard being an idiot?" said Steve reasonably. "No, it's to late for that. Let's just start looting this dumb Temple". Said Carl.

Richard begins looting the cave for sweet l00t and starts singing the Indiana Jones theme song. Apparently Richard sang the exact notes needed to turn on the lights (who puts lights in a cave anyway?) and summon a huge-ass boulder to come out of nowhere. Thankfully they forgot to put the rock somewhere on the slope because it hasn't moved and Carl, Bill & Richard are still at the bottom of the hill safe and sound.

Fucking Temple. They both see the Receptionist and the crew at the top of the hill. They use all their might to push it. And it's rolling, it's rolling...it's still rolling. It rolls over Richard's body because he's a sissy who can't run fast enough... it begins to roll more slowly as it loses the momentum with which it uses to roll. The cave now has a resounding echo of rolling laughter as Carl and Bill continue to try and roll away from the slow-rolling boulder with their legs. One might call this event Rock and Roll.

Whatever the case, the boulder finally crashes through a cave wall and destroys it as they both make a steep turn. The boulder continues rolling as the other side of that wall reveals TREASURE! Oh, and Richard is still in excruciating pain, just to let you know.

Richard's cries of pain are unmet. They echo though the walls and floor, filling every crack with sounds of Agony. The only sound to drown out the sheer cries of blood and pain we're the chatter of gold and silver plonking against the stone floor. Each inch of Carl and Bills faces were beaming. This racket managed to wake the forlorn temple to a startling degree. Richard's last cry was a cry of vengeance. "Let their hubris be their fall. May they forever die in the fate they've billowed for."
Then a ghost came out of the ground, crying from laughter, "Dude, Lmfao, just die already! XD"
Then Richard Serious'd and died for real.
Carl and Bill Stuffed all their bags, pockets, hats, and codpieces with studded gold and diamonds. They could just hardly waddle out of the chamber, planning on finding the exit going back the way they came. Carl however, decided to place 2 gold coins over Richard's eyes so he could pass the river styx.
Meanwhile, in hell, Richard learns the hard way that Charon does not accept ancient Spanish gold coins to cross a GREEK river.
As the duo of adventurers set sail for new horizons, they asked themselves, what next? There's no adventure we can't take now! We'll be heros! ECT. ECT. [sic]
Bill spoke up, asking," Carl, where to? We'll need to sell this temple's loot, or at least hire some guys to carry back the rest of the gold for us."
Carl replied, "I know where I'm going. I have to get to an airport, and get the fastest flight to Santa Fe." He looked down at his jacket, and pulled a picture of a newborn child, dated to the day before the current date, captioned 'We're going to make great parents Carl. I just know it'
Bill looked through his codpiece, and grabbed a diamond. "Tell him to stay off the streets, a'right? It's dangerous!"
They both had a hardy chuckle, and cut their way a path to civilization, gold and all.
Little had they known, Richards body had released the zombie virus into the former soviet Russians, but that's another story for another time.

[Purple Walrus]

Well, that was a great story.

And this whole thread was fun.

[ICan'tGiveCredit]

Well, that was a great story.

And this whole thread was fun.

WAS? I thought it's still going :<

I mean, i know the seven stories have now been done but what's stopping us from getting a NEW batch of people and makin' more stories?

[Purple Walrus]

WAS? I thought it's still going :<

I mean, i know the seven stories have now been done but what's stopping us from getting a NEW batch of people and makin' more stories?

Sorry, I just assumed that it was over because of the new thread title.

But yeah, I think that idea of yours sounds good.

[ICan'tGiveCredit]

Sorry, I just assumed that it was over because of the new thread title.

But yeah, I think that idea of yours sounds good.

Besides, I would just end up continuing it in another thread anyway

[Reecer6]

This thread itself is over, unless someone would like to start up a new game in the same thread. I'll gladly change the thread title for whoever does that, but usually people just create their own thread.

[ICan'tGiveCredit]

I would be happy to make a new thread. (If no one else will continue it.)

[sonic3535]

That was great! But Imma bow out of doing it again. Have fun!