Bored-MKXVII GP Legend

[Suffix]

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Harry:******'mso-tab-count:1'>                Uh-oh. *rumbling stops*


Bob:******'mso-tab-count:1'>             I think you broke the machine thingy. *whooshing noises*


Harry:******'mso-tab-count:1'>                Whoa! *gold doors cover every wall*


Bob:******'mso-tab-count:1'>             Well, here's the key. Take your pick.


Harry:******'mso-tab-count:1'>                Let's try this one. *opens random door* I think there's too much asterisks. C'mon, lets get out of this asterisk ridden place!

text-indent:-1.0in'>-= 1 minute later =-

Large Guy:******'mso-tab-count:1'>                 Take this man and abnormally large rat to the examination/interrogation room!


Squeaky Guy:******'mso-tab-count:1'>               Yessir!


Bob:******'mso-tab-count:1'>                 That was certainly odd. Any guesses on what the gold doors do?


Harry:******'mso-tab-count:1'>               Well, it looks like it transported us to some government building. I really didn't expect this! There must be more to it!


Bob:******'mso-tab-count:1'>                 Watch it mister! Don't step on my tail!


Squeaky Guy:******'mso-tab-count:1'>               *eye twitches in horror*

WHAT DO THE DOORS DO?


IS THERE MORE TO IT?

(I just asked that.)

Edited by - Suffix on 1/22/2005 7:53:11 PM

[Suffix]

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******'font-family:Arial'>Explosion:            BOOM!


******'font-family:Arial'>Harry:                    What
on earth…?


******'font-family:Arial'>Squeaky Guy:      *runs
in fright*


******'font-family:Arial'>Harry:                    Well,
let’s get out of here!

******'font-family:Arial'>Bob:                      Man,
that was strange.

******'font-family:Arial'>Harry:                    But
fun! However, I still don’t know what the gold doors do. Want to try it again?


******'font-family:Arial'>Bob:                      Sure!
Let’s try this one. *enters another door*


******'font-family:Arial'>Henry:                   Whoa!


******'font-family:Arial'>Narrator:               Our
heroes had emerged into a glorious, lovely countryside! The bright sun beamed
over the field of flowers and their distinct scent. Harry looked upward to see
that they had emerged from-


******'font-family:Arial'>Harry:                    A
giant windmill. Huh.


******'font-family:Arial'>Bob:                      I
didn’t know the narrator came with us.


******'font-family:Arial'>Narrator:               Isn’t
it obvious? I’m right here! Goodness.


******'font-family:Arial'>Harry:                    *looks
around for narrator* Ooookay, then. Hey, look! See that glinting metal?


******'font-family:Arial'>Bob:                      WoW!
(heh) Looks like armor! Maybe it’s a knight!


******'font-family:Arial'>Harry:                    *squints*
It is. And I think he’s coming toward us, on a horse.


******'font-family:Arial'>Bob:                      He’s
going pretty fast, isn’t he?

******'font-family:Arial'>Narrator:               Just
then, Henry… Err; Harry realized that the knight was charging at them!


******'font-family:Arial'>Harry:                    I
was thinking that! How did he know that?


******'font-family:Arial'>Narrator:               Err…


******'font-family:Arial'>Bob:                      The
knight guy’s getting really close!


******'font-family:Arial'>Harry:                    Seriously,
how does he know-


******'font-family:Arial'>Narrator:               Oh,
be quiet and get back before you’re skewered!


******'font-family:Arial'>Harry:                    Okay,
okay. *SLAM!*

******'font-family:Arial'>WHAT ON EARTH DO THE GOLD DOORS DO?!


******'font-family:Arial'>AND WHY DOES THE NARRATOR KNOW SO MUCH?

******'font-family:Arial'>WHO IS HE?


******'font-family:Arial'>WHO AM I?!

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[Insane Steve]

?: Muhahaha! I have the Roshan cartoons!

Steve: Wait. I know you. You're that little demon in my mind that makes me stop work on my projects like halfway through all of them.

?: ... How did you know?

Steve: I saw you stealing my desire to start Saga 2 of YW a while ago, and I remember you. I'd like it back, by the way.

WHAT RELEVANCE DOES THIS POST HAVE?
IF ANY?
I DOUBT THERE IS ANY?
WHY DID THAT LAST STATEMENT IEND IN A QUESTION MARK?

Find out maybe ... on BORED!

Otu: You'll never find me!

Steve: I didn't make that typo this time.

Otu: ... Oh... right. *slinks away dejectedly*

~I.S.~

[Watoad]

*gets punched in the Floobjoob McDoobâ„¢ *

WHAT IS THE MEANING?
WHY DID A MYSTERIOUS PERSON RISK HIS FLOOBJOOB McDOOBâ„¢ JUST TO COME IN HERE?
WHERE IS THE GOLDEN HALF TOILET BOWL THAT HE MUST SURELY HAVE BEEN SEEKING?!

Discover the answer to ONE of these questions the next time the one just punched enters these quarters!

“Hey, lemme borrow your bike. C’mon, I’ll give you some chips.”

Edited by - WAtOAD on 1/25/2005 6:28:59 PM

[Markio]

Lizard Dude: You know, I seriously...

Deezer: Hm?

[Markio]

Lizard Dude: ...just fooled Deezer again.

Deezer: Drat!

Chupperson: Gasp!

[Vidgmchtr]

Vidgmchtr: Don't do it!

Little Muffin: Oh, I'll do it. Just watch me.

Vidgmchtr: NOOOO- Wait, why are you a muffin again?

Little Muffin: Because they cursed me again.

Vidgmchtr: You should really stop going there.

[Suffix]

Interlude from The
Golden Doors (it just never ends...)

Pseudoepilogue from
The Astute Duo

     Henry sat down
in an armchair and began speaking in boredom.


     “So, I’m going
to be in this guy’s “Creative Writing video.” Pretty neat, huh? Bob shifted
sleepily.


     “That’s nice.
Good thing it won’t affect our reality.”


     “Yeah.” Henry
smiled idly, and then changed the subject. “Do you think I should change my
alias again? The narrator’s been calling me “Harry” just to disguise my
identity. But it’s not working.”


     “Well, the only
person who knows it in this reality is Howard. And the selective audio sensor
we tagged him with hasn’t detected any use of ‘Henry,’ ‘wormhole,’ or even
‘rat.’”


     “That’s
comforting. I suppose we should help the author create a new plot. And from
what I’ve sensed, he’s planning to make the new nemesis my own creation!”


     “Scary,” replied
Bob emotionlessly.


     “Yup. Probably
some sort of service droid. In fact, he just thought of a likely candidate! And
similar to other stories, the adaptive AI malfunctions.”


     “How typical.”

The Other
Pseudoepilogue from The Astute Duo

Henry:     Bob?


Bob:        Yes?


Henry:     You’re
making a mess of your milkshake.


Bob:      ******"mso-spacerun: yes">   And
is it my fault that I hardly have any lips?


Henry:    ******"mso-spacerun: yes"> Just be a bit more careful. Take smaller
sips.


Bob:     ******"mso-spacerun: yes">    I
can do that.


Henry:  ******"mso-spacerun: yes">   You
know, now that our 24-page story is done, I feel kind of aimless. The next
story still hasn’t started.


Bob:    ******"mso-spacerun: yes">    *wanders
about aimlessly*


Henry:   ******"mso-spacerun: yes">  We
should build that magcouch I dreamed of in the containment cell.


Bob:         Okay.
Could we start now?


Henry:     Wait a
moment! We haven’t finished the current ministory. We’ve got to solve the
mystery of the gold doors!


Bob:         Aw, do
we have to?

[Watoad]

CW: I'm feeling blue.



Sterrance: Really, now?



Alan: Good, CW. I was wonderin' when you were gonna come away from the Dark Side.



Foad: It's all about the BLUE SIDE!!



Sterrance: Dude, stop making unintelligible noises.



Foad: "Why this money is blue?" I mean, why don't I get to be blue?



Alan: Someone needs ta show this guy the doorknob. CW?



CW: I'm busy . . .



Alan: What?



CW: . . . um . . . Oh, I'm trying to get a handle on this blue existence. It's . . . squishy . . . I mean, slippery.



Sterrance: OWW!!!



Alan: What now?



Sterrance: My brain just registered Floobjoob McDoob&trade;! What's this all about?



Foad: That's what I named my iPod. It's training to become a Bat-Men.



*POW*



Alan: That was lame, man. You shoulda answered the question about the toilet bowl.



CW: Are those made of blue now, too?



Alan: I think normally, yeah. But this was s'posed to be a golden one, so maybe it woulda been somethin' special.



Sterrance: I'm so done with this loser. Down you go!



*flushes Foad hard into the woodwork*



CW: WASHPLAM!!



CW: Huh? Did I just say that?



Sterrance: Ah, don't worry about it. Woodwork is really volatile. Hard to control.



Alan: Yeah. Set a match to it and you've got blue flames 'til 1999.



*1999 has passed &ndash; END*



WHY IS BLUE CHEESE MOSTLY NOT BLUE?

WHY THIS MONEY IS BLUE?

WHAT MONEY?



&ldquo;Hey, lemme borrow your bike. C&rsquo;mon, I&rsquo;ll give you some chips.&rdquo;

[Vidgmchtr]

Vidgmchtr: This won't hurt one bit.

Little Muffin: OWWWWW!

Vidgmchtr: I like to lie.

Little Muffin: Good for you.

*Little Muffin turns back into Navi*

Navi: Hey, listen!

Vidgmchtr; What?

Navi: Your hand is on my wing. I can't fly. Get off.

Vidgmchtr: Sorry.

DOES VIDGMCHTR ACTUALLY TAKE HIS HAND OFF HER WING?
NO!

[Suffix]

-- The journey
continues! --

Bob:             Back
to business. Which door should we try this time?


Henry:          I
don’t know… How about the one closest to the foot of the stairs? *goes through,
comes out of a house*


*electric saw noise*


Henry:        ******"mso-spacerun: yes">  I wonder what’s going on in that garage.
Hide in that bush, please. Most people tend to shy away from giant rats.


Bob:            
Okay.


Henry:          If I
didn’t know any better, I’d say the golden doors create random areas. I bet the
narrator would know. Where is he?


Bob:              I
don’t know. Go ask that elderly lady in the garage, making a bookcase, where we
are.


Henry:          
Excuse me!


Grandma:      
*stops* Oh, hello there. Who are you?


Henry:          
Henry. I’d like to know where I am.


Small Voice: At my old school, we never came home in—who’s
that with grandma?


Grandma:       Did
you hear that?


Other Voice:  Hey,
Ms. Frizzle! Why aren’t we moving?


Ms. Frizzle:   
Shhhh! The saw’s not on, we’re in the cord!


Grandma:       Sounds
like some babblings’ coming from somewhere…


Henry:           
*glances back at Bob suspiciously*


Grandma:       Well,
Henry, this is-


Parrot:          
Awwwk! Tuna breath is at it again! *CRASH*


Grandpa:       Time
to get out the vacuum cleaner again.


Henry:          
Sheesh. Let’s go, Bob.


Grandma:      Whoa! Whoa!
Giant rat! Enormous!


Bob:           ******"mso-spacerun: yes"> yes">   What a waste of time.

-- Back in Henry’s
house --

Henry:            This
is getting old. Narrator, what do the gold doors do?!


Narrator:        If I
told you, it would ruin the surprise! Ask the readers!


Henry:           
Well, the booming guy can do that.

HEY, YOU THERE, WHAT DO THE GOLD DOORS DO?


DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA?


WHAT? YOU DON’T CARE?

ISN’T THAT A SHAME?

The following message is not relevant if you take cookies and cream + chocolate syrup milkshakes into consideration. Please do not sue.

"Chocolate milk is the best thing to ever happen to the dairy industry."

- Ian "Suffix"

Edited by - Suffix on 1/27/2005 12:24:02 PM

[Tingrio]

Over the streets of New York, a mysterious aircraft flies overhead.

Tingrio: Where is that man?

Bobbery: What man?

Tingrio: The shadow that is hunting me down.

Bobbery: Well don't worry Tingrio because that shadow hasn't found you...yet.

Radio: So Tingrio, we meet again.

Tingrio: Hey who is that?

Radio: The one who is hunting you down.

Bobbery: The person who is hunting Tingrio is a man and you're not that person due to the voice.

Radio: The Voice???

Bobbery: Yes your voice sounds like a maiden.

Radio: How dare you insult my voice for I am the master of fear.

Tingrio: Who is...

Radio: Me you pointless person.

Bobbery: What is your name besides the master of fear and what's with the harshness.

Radio: Sacry Sally and now Tingrio you must be terminated now with the harshness that I've had since long ago.

Tingrio: Can't you use an easier set of words than that.

Scary Sally: That is not possible because I'll destroy you with my servants.

Tingrio: This will be a tough battle.

Bobbery: Everyone to your battle stations.

Will Tingrio win?
What purpose does Tingrio have?
Why is Scary Sally hunting him down?

Find out next time everyone.

Edited by - Tingrio on 2/3/2005 1:52:11 PM

[Suffix]

Suffix:******"mso-spacerun: yes">      Y’know, Pippin, I think the mystery of
these gold doors isn’t apparent enough.


Pippin:******"mso-spacerun: yes">      It’s a mystery, idiot. It takes… Um…


Suffix:******"mso-spacerun: yes">       Thinking?


Pippin:******"mso-spacerun: yes">      I think so.


Suffix:******"mso-spacerun: yes">       *shakes head* Well, let’s back into it.

Narrator:  ******"mso-spacerun: yes"> Jolly good idea. Where were we? Oh, right,
just after the Windmill incident. No? Ah, the “Electrifying Trip.” So after
deciding to re-embark on their journey, Henry said-


Henry:******"mso-spacerun: yes">       Let’s try the one that’s behind my
abstract painting.


Bob:******"mso-spacerun: yes">          You mean that abstract splatter.


Henry:******"mso-spacerun: yes">       Well, sure, I just dropped paint on my
newspaper protection, but it looks pretty neat.


Bob:******"mso-spacerun: yes">          Looks like an inkblot.


Henry:******"mso-spacerun: yes">       Let’s just go already! *opens, steps
though*


Narrator:******"mso-spacerun: yes">   Hey! I’m back! Did you miss me?


Henry:******"mso-spacerun: yes">       What do I care? You certainly won’t
tell us anything useful. Why-


Narrator:******"mso-spacerun: yes">   They emerged into a peaceful courtyard,
from a small shed, it seems. To their left, an immense, crumbling church stood,
leaving a slight scent of medieval times. Actually, there was quite a different
literal smell.


Henry:******"mso-spacerun: yes">       Good grief! Bob, do you recognize that
smell?


Bob:******"mso-spacerun: yes">          Well, I hate to admit it, but the
odor reminds me of when I’ve gone without a bath for a week. But if it wasn’t
for this nice breeze, it would be much worse.


Narrator:******"mso-spacerun: yes">   Henry nodded idly, and began to wonder what
the smell came from. Suddenly, his hearing perked up as he noticed faint
yelling far off, down a dusty road. He walked up to the path and peered to the
right in the warm sun.


Bob:******"mso-spacerun: yes">           I can’t see anything. Get out the
zoom-optics.


Henry:******"mso-spacerun: yes">       *fixes a strange attachment to his
tablet computer* Alright, focus is coming in now. What the-


Bob:******"mso-spacerun: yes">           Let me see! Let me see!


Narrator:******"mso-spacerun: yes">    Henry and Bob saw none other than a raging
battle, between hundreds of rodents! About sixty creatures upon a battlement
were throwing various projectiles down into a ditch, where a small army of
foul-looking things lay.


Henry:******"mso-spacerun: yes">       Goodness! How big do you think they
are?


Bob:******"mso-spacerun: yes">           They would appear to be human
sized. Bigger than me! And I thought I was I large rat!


Suffix:******"mso-spacerun: yes">       Whoa… This seems vaguely familiar.


Henry:******"mso-spacerun: yes">       Hey! It’s… You! That one guy! How’d you
get here?


Narrator:******"mso-spacerun: yes">    How he arrived is unimportant. I’m getting
tired of this.


Suffix:******"mso-spacerun: yes">        You are? Heh-heh…


Pippin:******"mso-spacerun: yes">       *appears* Whoa-ho! Enormous
rodent! Get me out of here!


Suffix:******"mso-spacerun: yes">        Ha-ha! Since the narrator is missing…
I can fill in! I know the secret! Well, I should have known in the first place,
actually. Let’s get…


Robert:******"mso-spacerun: yes">      *appears* Now, what’s all… You!


Henry:******"mso-spacerun: yes">       Oh. No.


Robert:******"mso-spacerun: yes">       How did you retrieve me, you gangly,
insulting fiend?!


Suffix:******"mso-spacerun: yes">        Ha! I can get anyone and everyone into
this!


Every Person in
the Universe: *runs for cover*


Henry:******"mso-spacerun: yes">       I think it’s time to wrap this up.
Perhaps I’ll get a real story soon.

WHAT IN THE
WORLD?


ERR, WHAT IN
THE UNIVERSE?


I BET
CHUPPERSON KNOWS THE SECRET OF THE GOLD DOORS?


DA? NINE?
ADIOS?

[Chupperson Weird]

Chupperson: Hey, that looks like a book I just read.

Suffix: [insert: Well, I'll be! Rodents are the key!]

Mike: Brace Yourself Jason.

Rich: Where's Your Girlfriend?

Jimmy: I'm going to see Watoad.



*suddenly, rocks start flying up from the ground!*



----MEANWHILE----



U "F" O: My plan is working brilliantly!

TOG: You always say that, and then we never see more of your plan. What happens?

MECHANIC: SOMEBODY SET UP US THE BOMB !

Vlagranian: Here come the robots!

Gregor: Robots, old bean?



ROBOTS?

WHAT ROBOTS?

WILL WE FIND OUT WHAT VLAGRANIAN IS TALKING ABOUT?



FIND OUT IF YOU'RE LUCKY, OLD SPORT!

"Don’t look into car headlights and freeze, because you might get run over or shot."

Cordially,

Edited by - Suffix on 2/22/2005 6:27:34 PM

[Tingrio]

Tingrio: Scary Sally is going down.

Scary Sally: That will not happen to me because...

Bobbery: Why?

Scary Sally: Because...

Tingrio: Did you win Ben Stein's money?

Scary Sally was fading away with her fortress for some reason.

Tingrio: Eh???

Bobbery: What in the name of fried chicken is that!?

A portal appeared sucking my air crusier in and I went with it, but Admiral Bobbery was still in New York, but was floating in midair.

Bobbery: Wow, I'm floating in midair!

Meanwhile I was in Ben Stein's own game show and was in the lead with one-thousand dollars of Ben Stein's money. In second place was Wario with six-hundred and fifty dollars. In third place was Goombella with three-hundred dollars of Ben's money.

Jimmy: Our next catorgey where's my Wario and Tingrio you get to pick.

Tingrio: I'll try wher's my Wario please.

Ben Stein: For one-hundred dollars...

Tingrio: Is there anything wrong Ben?

Ben Stein: Can you tell me who this guy is?

Ben Stein showed me a picture with a person that looked like someone I knew.

Tingrio: It can't be!!!

Jimmy: What happened, cat got your tounge?

Tingrio: I must be dreaming because if that picture can move in real life in front of...

I found out it was all just a dream because lightning flashed in front of my house in Rougeport.

Tingrio: What happend???

???: Nothing really, you just were having another flashback dream.

I started to panic because that person sounded like another person I knew from the past.

???: Remember me Tingrio?

Tingrio: Who are you and what do you want with me!?

Who is that guy in Tingrio's house?
When will the thunderstorm end?
Why is Tingrio living in Rougeport?

Find out next time everybody.