I too am following and enjoying the story. Haha, it's cracking me up even though it's supposed to be a serious one. All this story writing makes me want to write another one, I hope that I get that done tonight sometime.

Another Late Night at the Late Night Lounge, or early morning for those who live elsewhere. Or even afternoon, but no one fuckin' cares so stop questioning me. The point is, a story unfolds. And unfold it did, as Axe unfolded it. Because Onic thought he was funny so he folded the story, so Axe had to unfold it. And here we go...

Onic stumbled into the Lounge to see X and Quisty sitting there playing strip poker without the stripping. Which you might consider to be normal poker, but it was different. It was Poke her, but we won't go into detail about that. Onic stumbled in and tripped over a dildo laying in the middle of the floor that Colin dropped off early that morning and crashed through the card table. Quisty got angry and drank his alcohol, then gave him a friendly huggle and pushed him away. Onic tripped over the dildo again and passed out before he hit the ground, then woke up and hit the ground and passed out again. Ramagi walked in and tripped over Onic and landed on Quisty, who gave her a huggle and pushed her off. X got jealous because he only got 3,146 huggles that day and jumped out the window.

Axe stood there in disbelief over what just happened, and shrugged. "That was unexpected. Oh well, I think I will go eat something."

Axe went to the kitchen to get a drink, and grabbed a Pepsi out of the fridge. Slightly_Crazy_Dude was sitting at the table, and went slightly crazy because Axe took one of his Cokes. Which was in fact a Pepsi, but he was slightly crazy and thought it was a coke. He got down on his knees and begged for the Pepsi back, which he thought was a Coke. I forgot where I was going with that, so Ramagi used her leet mod powers to make something up, but that's a story for another time. So Axe punched Slightly_Crazy_Dude for no reason and gave him the Pepsi/Coke. Wow that confused me.

M-A-R-C-U-S was sitting in the corner playing with his Barbie Dolls because he was blinded by Axe's manliness the day before. But everyone got bored so we decided to watch Pearl Harbor. Then all of a sudden, something strange happened....the television began to glow and

All of a sudden the story was cut off because my little brother poked me with the vibrator he bought yesterday and I have no idea why. And then the Long thought extinct Domo-Kun showed up! KITTENS! THOUSANDS OF CUTE KITTENS! They were everywhere, trampling us and running for dear life as the Domo-Kun chased them through the Lounge! Wondering what sparked this bizarre event, everyone began searching the bathrooms frantically for signs of...stuff. They heard X outside shouting, but tried to ignore them. Finally they couldn't stand the yelling and ran over to the window to see what he was yelling about. He pointed up, and we all looked to the roof to see BonusStage stroking his Anaconda for the whole world to see! WOW! But the real shock was the strange man next to him masturbating while BonusStage played with his pet snake he bought at the Pet Shop 2 days ago! OMFGROFLBBQ AT AASHA's HOUSE TOMORROW!

Zeh EDn...or is it?

Look a few posts up for the second at the link to the first.

Control-Part III

Shock filled the eyes of the NG users as they saw what happened to -Zef-. 4 pairs of nunchucks were attached to his body, one on each of his arms and legs. The nunchucks attached to his right arm were those of NegativeONE, and his left jonthomson. One his legs were Ozcar at the left and Star_Cleaver at the right. Then with his limbs fully extended to the breaking point came -poxpower- and tanner with their axes ready for the kill. Before the eyes of the remaining BBS users was a scene filled with blood and gore as -Zef- was sliced into pieces before them. Dobio came forth and handed a towel to both -poxpower- and tanner so they could clean off their axes. Tom came back into the main hall and grabbed everyone's attention with the statement, "Shall there be any others who wish to question the meaning of this tournament?" Everyone stood in silence and gazed at the lifeless limbs scattered across the floor.

End Part III.

Hope you all enjoy it. ;D

I have part IV done and am working on part V. But I can't release them all too fast because this place moves too slow for that. =P

This is going to be a VERY long series as I am going to make sure I get as many BBS users included as possible. =D

Cool, I like long series. So far, it's looking great. I'm starting to get curious about it...and I wish that people would finish their stories faster! It's like coming out with Fallen Angel episode 1 and waiting a year before the 2nd episode! I HATE THAT!

At 1/17/05 08:56 PM, AncientX wrote: Another Late Night at the Late Night Lounge, or early morning for those who live elsewhere.

America's early AM hours are my early PM hours :P... and then evening.

Zeh EDn...or is it?

better fucking not be!
Onic + Axes stories > Bonus/KIBA's story XD haha.
roffle pwnt.

Final story in my series. I don't particularly like this one but you form your own opinion... There will be NO SPINOFF SERIES

MRO:

Tonight's tale is about the hardest working women in America... not waitresses, not nurses, not teachers... Hookers. You'll see...
We see a scantily clad woman on a street corner. She is smoking a cigarette. A Cadillac El Dorado pulls up. The passenger window rolls down. The man inside is her pimp.
Pimp: You watch out. The po-lice is keepin' they eyes peeled.
He drives off. Another car pulls up. The passenger window rolls down.
Hooker: How long ya lookin' for, honey?
Man: Half hour sounds good.
She gets in the car. The car goes to a seedy motel. The two walk into a dark room. The man turns on the light. The light reveals five police officers with their guns drawn. The man draws his gun as well.
Man: Don't make a move! You're going with us downtown.
Hooker: (sigh) Shit.
The undercover cop takes the hooker into the holding area. They take the handcuffs off and take a mugshot. They take her back to the holding cell. A man in a suit approaches the undercover officer.
Officer: What is it, Frank?
Frank: This some kinda joke, Tommy?
Tommy (officer): What?
Frank shows him the mugshot. The isn't anything there. A bat flies between the two.
Frank: Whoa! What the fuck was that?!?
Tommy and Frank go to the cell, knowing what'd they find. The hooker they had imprisoned is gone from her cell.
Tommy: No fuckin' way chief's gonna believe this...
We, kiddies, no one died in tonight's tale... I'm through with this show and I'm off for my vacation in the Dead Sea... Until next time...
Director: Thanks, keep!
Crypt Keeper: Honestly! "Dead Sea"? Who the fuck is writing this bullshit?!?
Director: Some kid named Snerd.
Crypt Keeper: Him?! Oh, we can do much better than that!

The End.

Ok... this was supposed to be a bridge piece to another series but that idea fell through. It was gonna be about Tommy and Frank solvin' supernatural mysteries but that sounded shitty and cartoonish so I abandoned it. Sadly, I'm through here. It's been a great run, kids. Took ya from Halloween to the New Year and oh what a journey it's been. If you want to see my newest stories, you'll have to join up on the AAHC private forums (ask Red or Aasha because I'm not allowed to provide the link due to security reasons). Sorry if this one let ya down...

- Snerd

well that was cool.. cool cool in deed..

Hahaha, thanks for the review. I was wondering if anyone even read that story for a few minutes, besides Marcus. I can't wait to read some more of Onic's, I already have a huge book compiled of funny stories by me and him.

Yes, yes. I've been reading the other stuff, but I'm getting to far ahead in my own story. So I'll post a chapter now so prevent me from getting more than 5 chapters ahead. XD

Control-Part IV

Tom noticed the silence and decided that no one else was going to question his motives. Just then -stem- made a guesture as if he was about to yell at Tom for what he was doing, but before he could get a word out Maus put her hand on his shoulder and gave him a hint not to defy Tom. He didn't move another inch. Next Tom began to announce what this tournament was going to be, "This contest shall be match based. We shall begin with one-on-one matches in the first round and continue by having two-on-two during the second, once we reach the five-on-five category we will have a battle royal for the end of the tournament. This will involve much trust in your friends even though you will later be forced to kill them. Each match will have specific rules and none shall be the same. Anyone breaking these rules shall be disqualified and our crew will escort you to the back room." Tom then hinted for gfoxcook and Newgroundling to come forth.

End Part IV.

Well, enjoy. ;D

Haha, that's awesome. This is starting to remind me of Unreal Championship, I have the game for X-Box. Now I want to go play it, damn. Off to go play some X-Box, be back later.

At 1/18/05 12:13 AM, Quisty wrote: LNL Horror Stories: Episode 1 - Aasha's Blood (Part 3)

another excellent part to the story! haha.
we have a great balance of stories here...
Onic + Axe's for pure LAFFTER, and Quist's to have a decent read and follow something that actually contains a plot :P lol.
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the reason im posting with this account is because i have 2,999 posts with M-A-R-C-U-S and im saving it XD for like... another 10 mins, lol.

At 1/17/05 01:39 PM, BonusStage wrote: Control-Part I

I thought it was copied from somewhere, well, part of it. Just to let you know, that evil man is not TomFulp.

Anyway, I'm posting season 1 each day now. I haven't seen anyone read it yet. And it's called Microsoft Word.

Nice stories everyone, but im not hapy about being unched in that story Axe, youve been warned lady.

Yeah Snerd, im afraid to say that was a bad ending to your series. Kinda shitty, but the series on a whole was excellent, well done.

Wow, that was a pretty inactive night for a Late Night Lounge. >_>

Control-Part V

The two mods were masters of formatting and had been hard at work creating a system that would allow the most fights, and thus, the most deaths. Up came liljim as well, for it was he who decided the pairings that would take place. Wade_Fulp was sitting in a balcony overhead and ordered the explaination to begin. Just then SteveGuzzi and DarkArchon pulled the massive rope that was connected to the curtains on the side wall. Upon the wall was an elaborate series of charts and match pairings. Newgroundling, gfoxcook, and liljim all took part in going into full detail of how everything was going to be set up. The other users sat in patience listening to everything that was said, for missing even a single rule could be fatal in such an event. Once the rules were explained Tim came forth and pressed a button on the side panel. The first rounds' contendors were being selected. The two names on the screen flashed, the names that appeared were iLLiCit_JmBd and Baron_Von_Bad_Guy.

End Part V.

Do de do...*runs off* ;D

God damn, I leave the intraweb for a day so that I can get totaly shit faced and not remember anything, and when I come back there is stories galore.
Well I read through all of them and I like them. All of you did a good job on your story/poems.
I especially liked yours Axe, you have that certain way of capitolzing on the way poeple actually are.

At 1/18/05 11:21 AM, Quisty wrote: Just A Girl

I am just a girl to you.
I am just someone you want around.
I never matter to you.
I am just a nice thing to look at.
Other things matter more to you.
For I am nothing.

Aww a nice poem of sadness, well it has alot of meaning, it was notbad, kind of short though, i know what this means, so here is this...

Mr ~X~ wants this girl around, for his heart needs her whahahaa...

Edn...

~X~

I feel that there is something emotional going on between X and Quisty here, but I'm not going to ask about that because it's none of my business even though they are posting poems about it for the world to see. But it's still none of my business. Sorry about my last story, I went slightly crazy with it and punched some dude. But I found out I was actually a female, so that explains everything now.

Hey again. I just decided to make a quick post here. I am busy making a late night lounge flash, that should be done by the end of the day. It follows one of my stories but I can't say which one or it will spoil it. I'm on msn if you want to talk.

Heh, don't know if anyone is still reading...but...

Control-Part VI

The room suddenly went black and two spotlights instantly hovered over the two selected users. BVBG gave Bedn a sinister look, both had met before, and BVBG knew that even though Bedn was his friend he had no choice but to kill him at all costs. Bedn was happy enough, he knew he could easily take down BVBG with that rules that were implimented for the first round. The center stage rose up and both stepped into the arena. "Let the round one level icon battle BEGIN." Stamper exclaimed as he flipped a switch. A pipe coated in red rust appeared in front of BVBG right as a small magic rod with a red orb at its end appeared in front of Bedn. Both grabbed their icons immediatly. BVBG ran straight forward at Bedn ready to crush his head in, while at the same instant Bedn was holding his rod and chanting. Suddenly when BVBG was only halfway across the arena he chucked his pipe as if it were a boomerang straight at Bedn. Bedn, caught of guard, was only partway through his spell and was forced to cast it halfdone as he leap out of the way.

End Part VI. ;D

At 1/18/05 01:16 PM, Onic wrote: Hey again. I just decided to make a quick post here. I am busy making a late night lounge flash, that should be done by the end of the day. It follows one of my stories but I can't say which one or it will spoil it. I'm on msn if you want to talk.

aaaaHUH!!! so this is the big secret you've been NOT telling me about! hahah.
dude i better be in it XD
good work whenever you finish it...
and are you going to submit it to the portal? that'd be coo'...
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way too many stories. i dont have the....patience to read them. but rest assured i know they're all excellent.

Wow nice poem and a nice story by Bonus, its getting cool, will bedn or BVBG die, dun dun duuuunnnn.

Axe, dont worry about the story, im cool with it aslong as i dont get punched more than once per story :D I would just have a drink with Onic after anyway.

At 1/18/05 06:20 PM, Slightly_Crazy_Dude wrote: Wow nice poem and a nice story by Bonus, its getting cool, will bedn or BVBG die, dun dun duuuunnnn.

Looks like you'll find out in the next chapter that I am going to post for you all right now. I'm actually a few chapters ahead, so you all can make estimations about who will win and such, don't worry, it won't sway me. ;D

Also, BonusStage (the real one) wrote that poem. But I KlBA (the real one) am the author of the short story. (I'm also the one who made that pic, not him.) D:<

Control-Part VII

At the moment the two attacks collided a dazzlling array of fire filled the stage, most likely the spell Bedn was casting before he was cut off. No one was able to see what happened for the arena was coated in smoke, but they had all heard the screams. The crowd sat in anticipation as they waited for the stage to clear so they could see the results. Finally the smoke lifted and they were able to see the victor. BVBG stood up, the left half of his body burnt horribly, holding his pipe; he has really thrown it as a boomerang, for upon his pipe was Bedn's head. Soon FUNKbrs and Alastor rushed onto the scene. Alastor began clearing the stage for the next fight as FUNKbrs grabbed Bedn's rod and walked over to BVBG. "As the victor, this is now your property." he said, handing the rod to BVBG. Nephthys came up also to escort BVBG to the nursing facility. While everyone was fixed on the scene at the stage d0gma had looked up on the screen where Tim stood and saw the next round had been determined. The hooded figure walked forward towards the center stage and awaited for the other contender to do the same.

End Part VII. =D

I'll squeeze another chapter in here before I head off to bed. =D

Control-Part VIII

The chatter in the crowd came to a halt as they noticed d0gma's entrance onto the platform. On the board everyone could see the name -Noir in dark red. -Noir walked forward in disappointment thinking he hadn't a chance with the level icon system. But TheShrike has been hard at work thinking up some "creative" rules for matches. Up forth came olskoo who announced that the next match would be Rock, Paper, Scissors. Everyone looked up startled at this. Suddenly Onic blurted out "What the fuck is your problem? You can't risk your life over a simple game of Rock, Paper, Scissors!!!!" Before anyone could turn around to face him he was already gone. They soon heard a scream from the back room. Out from the darkness came bigbadron with a blood coated mace which he was wiping off. Tom then remarked "It's for the better I guess, we had an odd count after the -Zef- incident anyway. Now without further delay let's begin the next match." The crowd's attention turned back to the center arena.

End Part VIII. =D

Spoilers for those to lazy to read: Onic dies. :o

At 1/18/05 10:20 PM, BonusStage wrote:
Spoilers for those to lazy to read: Onic dies. :o

Hahahahha, hey now, I just pop in to see whats going on and read some stories and I come across this. This is quite unexpected...but alright, I'll go with it.
*pulls a livecorpse*

At 1/19/05 02:24 AM, Onic wrote: Hahahahha, hey now, I just pop in to see whats going on and read some stories and I come across this. This is quite unexpected...but alright, I'll go with it.

Haha, sorry if I caught you off guard with that one. But trust me, you won't be the only one. At my rate over half the BBS will be dead once I'm through with this little story. So you're not alone. XD

Control-Part IX

Suddenly a stand rose in front of both -Noir and d0gma. Each stand had three coloured buttons on it, the first being a red button with a picture of a piece of paper above it. The next was a green button with a picture of a rock, and the third a yellow with the picture of a pair of scissors. Both looked at each other with fierce determination. Suddenly TheShrike announced "There shall be no rules. You may change your option over the course of the next 30 seconds, anything else you can do as you please." Afterward a counter on the side board started with 30 and began to go down. Suddenly d0gma pressed a button and charged the opponent. -Noir, seeing what was going on, did the same. Both were at each other's side by the time the counter read 3. They both only had a second to figure out what the other was going to do before they changed the other's selections. No one knows what happened within those final few seconds of logic, but what they do remember is the icons that appeared on the screen, and the bloody death that occured.

End Part IX. =P

Death count: 3 (-Zef-, iLLiCit_JmBd, and Onic) Sorry guys. XO
Spoilers: Next chapter will confuse 80% of the readers. >_>

At 1/19/05 02:24 AM, Onic wrote: Hahahahha, hey now, I just pop in to see whats going on and read some stories and I come across this. This is quite unexpected...but alright, I'll go with it.
*pulls a livecorpse*

congrats on 1,900 posts dude.
where have you been (msn) lately?
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too many stories for me to get through... but a good poem by Quist (only think i read XD)

I read up on all of the latest stories and poems, though I can't say I remember all of them right now. The main one I remember is Control because I keep reading that one over and over. I wish people would just finish their damn stories already, it's like you tied me to a chair and you are dangling ice cream cones in front of me. Arg! Buuut...in other news....Guess what?

You got it! I lost the Internet in my room again, so I can only come on for a few hours everynight when I break into my stepdad's office. So I won't be able to post as much, because I have a ton of things that I do on the Internet everyday. But I'm going to try for at least 5 posts per day still.

At 1/19/05 05:30 AM, AncientX wrote: The main one I remember is Control because I keep reading that one over and over.

That's because I actually care to get mine done, and thus have many chapters ready. =/

For you:

Control-Part X

The second the image flashed on the screen d0gma looked up with horror. A giant rock was tumbling down and then proceeded to flatten the losing contestant into something as thin as a sheet of paper. And finally a massive pair of scissors came out of no one and sliced the user into pieces. The crowd looked up and saw none other than Ross at the controls of this horrible mechanism. "The button pressing was the most interesting part," said TBF holding a pair of bonoculars, "It seems that they had both pressed the green button originally. -Noir had noticed that the first to reach would have the deciding vote. Thus when -Noir ran faster the yellow button was pressed, for logic said that d0gma wouldn't have time to hit a button. But it seems d0gma, who noticed this as well, anticipated -Noir's actions, and thus threw a lighter at the red button." "That is right," said d0gma, as Nephthys transported the mentally scarred user to the back room.

End Part X. =D

Spoilers: -Noir thinks 3 steps ahead, d0gma thinks 4. =P

I always seem to be playign catch up latly.
The lure of voing of flash.
I manged to read thogugh all the story's and poems some rel nice works.

At 1/19/05 04:42 AM, BonusStage wrote:

At 1/19/05 02:24 AM, Onic wrote: Hahahahha, hey now, I just pop in to see whats going on and read some stories and I come across this. This is quite unexpected...but alright, I'll go with it.

Hahah, its all good, I don't mind dieing the the occasional story. I used to do it to Axe all the time back in the day. But anyway, good work on the most recent story, now I see why you say half the bbs will die lol.