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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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Once upon a time there was a strange land filled with strange people. The land was called B3topia and was ruled by a beautiful Queen called Darth Foxtrot, although he gained the position only by slaying a ginger haired dragon who had been terrorising nearby lands with it's terrible wink.
One night a small group of B3tonians were sat round a fire eating nommy nommy marshmallows when a terrible noise rolled across the land followed by a stench so vile it made the helpless B3tonians vomit all over the nommy nommy marshmallws. This is a disgrace said a sexy woman by the name of Crunchenstien, I wished to nom more marshmallows but now they are inedible.
OH LAWKS piped up another, a busty young lass by the name of Lampers "I've got vomit all over me cape and Montys Laundrette is now closed for the weekend as he travels to distand lands in his search for ye olde large drugges. "Here" said another buxom wench by the name Amberl, let me get you out of that dirty cloak *scene deleted*
Soon they heard a yapping sound and were greeted by Lord Jeff of Dogging and his army of poodles. "Ahoy young wentches" he called out "my trusty pooches are searching for the cause of the smell! Would you like to join me in my quest?"
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(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 23:51, 6 replies, latest was 15 years ago)
*presses 1*
Edit: can we round-robin this?
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 23:53, Reply)
*my face did this
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and agreed to aid him in his quest and find out once what had terrorised the land.
They walked along the twisty streets of B3topia until they started to hear a loud bassline cutting through the thick night air. "Why that sounds like a band is playing in The Badgers Cavern" said Amberl "Shall we wet our whistles and see what shenanigans are occurring?" The group agreed, especially as Jeff was very old at 31 or 32 and needed to stop for regular toilet breaks.
The door to the tavern was surrounded in smoke as several of the regulars lounged against the wall, oblivious to the foul stench that had started our intrepid travellers quest. "Greetings oh fair maidens" said a limp wristed chap called Crow "can I take this moment to say you are all looking fabulous!" Please join me inside where I shall purchase you all drinks!"
Entering the tavern the source of the noise became apparent as The Smuggettes were playing their latest smash single I Like My Croissant With Jam, their bearded front man only having to pause occasionally to untangle his beard from his guitar. Heading over to the bar they met with Badger, the feisty landlady and most knowledgeable in all of B3topia. "Oh Badger" Lampers cried "We are on a quest to find the source of the terrible smell that has ruined our nomming of marshmallows can you help?" Badger looked sad at the loss of the nommy marshmallows but sadly could not think of anything that powerful enough to engulf the entire land "However" she added "why don't I treat you all to a meal so you won't be hungry on your way" pointing to the specials board they read
chese and onion keysh with asperagus and new potateoes
beef stoo with potatos doophinoise
spicy bolagnase with jellypenoes
"Ah" said Badger "That's the new chef Gonzo, he's a fabulous chef but I really shouldn't have let him write the menu"
After filling their faces with delicious food, badger advised they travelled to The Cocktail Lust bar to see if the renowed traveller Noel was there as he may have an idea.
There are two routes there, said badger
Press 1 to travel along the main road
Press 2 to travel through the mysterious wood
(, Sat 5 Feb 2011, 0:12, Reply)
(I'm laughing like a drain reading this)
(, Sat 5 Feb 2011, 0:14, Reply)
and the thing they were most bothered about is that it involves pissing in an alley.
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and set off along the path deep into the trees.
The bright moonlight kept their way well lit, and they noticed a strange shiny object lying on the leaves. Bending over (a position she was well used to) Lampers picked up the object. "It's a paperclip" she exclaimed, "how odd!" Amberl, Jeff and Crunchy soon noticed there were more leading down the path. Giving the scent to his trusty Poodles they followed the trail to a small cottage built out of stationery supplies. "I think I've heard of this place" Crunchy said nervously "I think it's the lair of the Chomp, I don't think we should stay here and make haste to The Cocktail Lust Bar"
Suddenly the forest fell dark and it felt to our travellers that the trees were moving in and spinning around them trapping them, forcing them to run into the little cottage and slamming the door shut.
"Ah, welcome" said a silky voice "can I interest you in some water from the cooler?" The group peered at the strange little man sat on a throne of staplers with a crown of pencils (standard issue HB with rubbers on the end) "What is this place?" asked Amberl nervously. The Chomp laughed, a cold cruel sound "Why it's your new home!"
Suddenly two figures dressed in long robes burst through the door "Stop!" one of them cried "I have just gained a +1 rapist sword and my friend here has +2 rohypol immunity"
"The fabeled LARPers!" Jeff cried, they once saved one of my poodles!
"And now we are here to save you" said the taller, lowering his hood to reveal a rather fetching mohawk. "We just need to get the 45 sided dice out Slaying Related Incident, do you have the game cards on you?" Incident patted her pockets "I think I have them somewhere" she turned them out revealing several dice, a get out of jail free card, a small plastic mouse and a domino, "in here somewhere she muttered"
"We don't have time for this" cried Lampers and turned punching The Chomp square in the jaw. "But we are on a quest to find out what terrible smell is blighting all of B3topia, will you join us?"
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was clearly visible as the group came to the end of the forest.
Oh thank goodness! Exclaimed Jeff, my bladder is near bursting point! Running into the Lounge they were greeted by the sensual tones of Clendrix singing on stage and a packed audience listening.
Lusty smiled at the tired group "Hello Sexy people!" she cried "and welcome to my Cocktail lounge, drinks are on the house and you look like you need one" Sitting at the bar was Monty, returned from his trip and arguing loudly with an empty bottle that the problem with modern society was the fact everyone was a cunt.
"Oh don't mind him" Blousie smiled, "He's on large drugges"
"LOOK OUT" cried Jeff "You appear to be on fire! and my tank is empty dammit" grabbing a pitched of water off the nearest table he threw it over blousie, her tight white shirt soon becoming see through "oh Jeff! My hero!" she cooed "I apologise for getting you all wet there" he mumbled. "that's ok I have a change of clothes out back, why don't you join me"
Back at the bar the group were blissfully unaware of the events unfolding behind them as Berk the scientist and Wooks the alcoholic had been catching up with the events that had led them to the bar "this is most interesting" said Berk scribbling notes in her lab diary "a smell that covered the entire land and appears to be mildly toxic"
Indeed said Amberl, "we are currently looking for the great traveller Noel in hope he will have seen something to help us"
"You haven't heard?" said Wooks sadly "he was recently given a widescreen TV and hasn't moved from his sofa in three weeks. He has more chins than Lab nowadays"
The group fell silent and drank to the loss of one of the tripod members. "We must keep moving" said Crunchy finally "it's what... it's what he would have wanted"
Berk suddenly started frantically calculating, "I think it may originate from one of two places she said"
To go to the Castle press 1
To go to the Cock Shaped Mansion of the B3topia Mayor press 2
(, Sat 5 Feb 2011, 1:03, Reply)
also the Monty thing is a little too close to home. He spent half an hour ranting about smackheads and then tried to tap my veins.
(, Sat 5 Feb 2011, 1:05, Reply)
I also apologise for my shocking use of speech marks
(, Sat 5 Feb 2011, 1:09, Reply)
I as having fun on night buses though!
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The group agreed that as this was just round the corner this was probably the best option and bidding farewell to Lusty they once again set off.
A deep rumbling shook the land and again the nauseous smell washed over them. "Monty is going to have a lot of custom tomorrow" said Wooks removing a chunk from his pocket
As they rounded the corner the majestic magenta building rose up out of the land, it's top glistening in the rising sun. The path to the mansion was lined with great daleks, which towered over the group, Lampers noticed one of Jeff's poodles reliving itself on one but decided not to mention it.
Knocking at the door, it slowly opened to reveal a long corridor with rooms leading off on both sides and at the end of the corridor was a spiral staircase which disappeared up into the heights of the building.
"Hello?" called Lab, his chins quivering with excitement and fear as he caught a whiff of another smell, a tasty rich inviting smell.
"Come on up!" said a voice that drifted down from one of the upper floors. The group ascended the staircase, looking at the pictures that hung on the wall showing some of the most memorable moments in B3topian history.
Al winning the pie eating contest, BK buying non alcoholic beer, Light in Chains with a cock on his neck, Bert being arrested, the fabled Honda Civic, hundreds of B3toians and their model girlfriends and Edmund proudly standing next to his fighter jet at the North Pole.
"So much history" mused Amberl "it's really quite a fantastic place to be"
"And you haven't even seen the Nork Gallery yet" laughed the Mayor, his splendid velvet coat billowing out behind him as he came to meet his guests. "What brings you to my humble abode?"
They group relayed the tale of ruined marshmallows, rapey monsters and fat b3tans, and how their search for the cause of the terrible smell had led them there.
"ah" said the Mayor embarrassed. "That'll be the wife. I knew we shouldn't have had Mexican last night"
THE END
(, Sat 5 Feb 2011, 1:32, Reply)
especially the pictures. I also love how your sig tallies with the end
(, Sat 5 Feb 2011, 1:37, Reply)
Thanks :) it was a surprising amount of fun and a big round of applause to my fine b3tan muses
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(, Sat 5 Feb 2011, 1:40, Reply)
The new pastoral care woman is a cow. What is wrong with her?
(, Sat 5 Feb 2011, 1:50, Reply)
Also, I can see the Spanish teacher getting it on what what's-his-name the pupil.
(, Sat 5 Feb 2011, 1:56, Reply)
but surely they've already played the pupil/teacher scenario this season.
(, Sat 5 Feb 2011, 2:08, Reply)
And her wanting to get it on?
We'll find out over the next few weeks! :))
(, Sat 5 Feb 2011, 2:14, Reply)
I saw the end coming, must admit, but there's no finer tribute to the woman.
(, Sat 5 Feb 2011, 1:49, Reply)
In all fairness I didn't expect it to turn into five instalments but I'm glad you all enjoyed :)
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