Super Crazy Stories

A continuation of Kyle's random stories.


So as we last left off, our heroes were in the La' Theine Plateau hunting out an old geezer that fled from the scene of the ominous marshmallow. Gordon however being a level 60 black mage wiped out the entire map with his Firaga spell and they are now left in a charred wasteland.

Kurt: Well, look on the bright side. The marshmallow's not overdone.

Kyle: I know they're called Area of Effect spells but this is crazy.

Samuel: So uhh....what do we do now?

Gordon: Well technically if we zone out of the map and re-zone in, the place will be back to normal. Just like every video game in history.

Kurt: Forget about it! Let's go to the nearest town and get some lunch.

Kyle: I'm famished.

Samuel: Yeah me too I vote for lunch.

Gordon: Hey whatever happened to those guys with the viking helmets and stuff?

Samuel: Oh you mean the four horsemen? (Whispers) I think the writer plum forgot about them and just cut them out.

Gordon: Ah I see...lazy jackass..

Suddenly, out from nowhere comes a giant blinking black line.

Kurt: What the hell is this thing?

Kyle: Run! It's a backspace line! The writer must've heard us!

The line moves towards them as they bolt for the nearest zone, clearing out everything in it's path.

Gordon: Geez what a sour grape.

The four of them find themselves in the town of Airwickaroma. The smelliest town in all the 42 kingdoms.

Kurt: Phew. Good thing for my sinuses. I can't smell anything.

Gordon: Actually the smell kind of reminds me of french toast.

Kyle: Yeah, french toast dipped in sh-

Samuel: Shoe shine, only 1 dollar, happy best lucky wish wash?

Boy: Yes thats the name of our company! What can i do you for?

Gordon: I don't suppose you're from Japan?

Boy: Ja.....pan?

Gordon: Nevermind.

Boy: So what'll it be, normal shine or spit shine.

Kyle: Whats the difference?

Boy: The spit shine tends to get a leeeeetle bit messy.

Kurt: Okay we don't have all day, four spit shines please.

Boy: Coming right up!

Ten seconds later

Samuel: There's spit all over the place!

Gordon: Boy when he said a little bit messy...(Pours a pint of spit out of his shoes.)

Kyle: Oh well at least our shoes are nice and shiny. Look! I can see myself!

Samuel: Thats the reflection in the spit bubbles...

Kurt: What manner of man are you who can conjure up so much spit in one sitting?

Boy: I am called "Spitz" in my hometown. Either that or spitty mc spit spit. Or Spitinator. Or Spitacular....and...uhhh..Just call me Shane. Shane will do!

Gordon: Please to meet you Shane.

Samuel: Uhhh...charmed i'm sure.

Kyle: So you know this town dude? (Wipes a wad of spit off his arm)

Shane: Yeah like the back of my hand! (Looks at his hand.) What the heck are those spots on my knuckles?

Samuel: Anyway...you know a place to get grub around here?

Shane: Yeah there's a place called "Agenericmedievalinnstylerestaurant" Kinda hard to pronouce but you'll get the hang of it. Best food in all of Airwickaroma!

Kyle: Alrighty where is it?

Shane: Behind you.

Samuel: Ah. Pity we didn't turn around to see the people eating in there.

Kurt: Thank you for your help Shane. As a manner of repayment would you like to have lunch with us?

Shane: Are you buying?

Kurt: Sure why not.

Shane: Alrighty! Put er there pal!

Kurt: Make it a spit shake, new friend.

Kyle: Uhh Kurt, maybe you shouldn't-


Ptooiiieeee~~~


To be continued...