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what did i do

Same thing as last time you said something and I declared you a genius.

 

Though I am not really sure what to do with fish tanks...

 

Guy buys fish tank, his fishes start getting weird... ok I know exactly what to do with fish tanks.

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Same thing as last time you said something and I declared you a genius.

 

Though I am not really sure what to do with fish tanks...

 

Guy buys fish tank, his fishes start getting weird... ok I know exactly what to do with fish tanks.

 

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Same thing as last time you said something and I declared you a genius.

Though I am not really sure what to do with fish tanks...

Guy buys fish tank, his fishes start getting weird... ok I know exactly what to do with fish tanks.

Little kid wandering around with a fishbowl on his head pretending he's an astronaut. Make it creepy. Go.
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Little kid wandering around with a fishbowl on his head pretending he's an astronaut. Make it creepy. Go.

 

He's protected from the poison gas.

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Little kid wandering around with a fishbowl on his head pretending he's an astronaut. Make it creepy. Go

 

George always wanted to be an astronaut...

It was a sunny, warm day and me and my wife decided to take our six year old son George to the beach. He loved the sea, it made him feel weightless he said, like being in space. We used to play astronauts with the inflatable mattress and some rock in the sea was the planet that was the destination of our adventure. My wife was the aliens living on the planet, sometimes she was friendly, and sometimes George had to defeat her with his blaster, a cheap squirt gun.

 

We heard people shouting from the beach and looked away, just for a second, when we looked back George was gone.

 

We spent all day and night searching, but nothing turned up. The screaming we had heard was from other parents who had lost their children. All in all 8 children had gone missing in the blink of an eye.

 

As the sun rose we saw something rising from the sea with it. 8 children wearing fishbowls on their heads, each with a dead goldfish inside it.

 

The children started flying closer to us, like they were weightless and they grabbed their parents and floated up into the morning sky.

 

We saw him coming for us, the dead, bloated body of our son. And we let him take us, up into space, where we could play astronauts again.

Edited by Morzathoth
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George always wanted to be an astronaut...

It was a sunny, warm day and me and my wife decided to take our six year old son George to the beach. He loved the sea, it made him feel weightless he said, like being in space. We used to play astronauts with the inflatable mattress and some rock in the sea was the planet that was the destination of our adventure. My wife was the aliens living on the planet, sometimes she was friendly, and sometimes George had to defeat her with his blaster, a cheap squirt gun.

 

We heard people shouting from the beach and looked away, just for a second, when we looked back George was gone.

 

We spent all day and night searching, but nothing turned up. The screaming we had heard was from other parents who had lost their children. All in all 8 children had gone missing in the blink of an eye.

 

As the sun rose we saw something rising from the sea with it. 8 children wearing fishbowls on their heads, each with a dead goldfish inside it.

 

The children started flying closer to us, like they were weightless and they grabbed their parents and floated up into the morning sky.

 

We saw him coming for us, the dead, bloated body of our son. And we let him take us, up into space, where we could play astronauts again.

*Wilheim scream*

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"Are you my mummy?"

Don'tyoudaretouchtgatpersonoryou'llbecomeoneAAAAAAAAAAAhhhh

George always wanted to be an astronaut...It was a sunny, warm day and me and my wife decided to take our six year old son George to the beach. He loved the sea, it made him feel weightless he said, like being in space. We used to play astronauts with the inflatable mattress and some rock in the sea was the planet that was the destination of our adventure. My wife was the aliens living on the planet, sometimes she was friendly, and sometimes George had to defeat her with his blaster, a cheap squirt gun. We heard people shouting from the beach and looked away, just for a second, when we looked back George was gone. We spent all day and night searching, but nothing turned up. The screaming we had heard was from other parents who had lost their children. All in all 8 children had gone missing in the blink of an eye. As the sun rose we saw something rising from the sea with it. 8 children wearing fishbowls on their heads, each with a dead goldfish inside it. The children started flying closer to us, like they were weightless and they grabbed their parents and floated up into the morning sky. We saw him coming for us, the dead, bloated body of our son. And we let him take us, up into space, where we could play astronauts again.

Edited by Allomancy
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I terrified the thread to death XD

 

Fishbowl Astronauts would be a really good name for a band.

 

 

No one wants to be the post after Morzthoth's creepy story...

 

Consider it a compliment, Morz.

Everyones too scared to post, obviously. I think that is a good thing... probably.

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I didn't read it! :P

. . . I get scared easily, I just do it so I can sleep at night.

Being in the hospital for possible problems with my appendix can get really boring.

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I didn't read it! :P

. . . I get scared easily, I just do it so I can sleep at night.

Being in the hospital for possible problems with my appendix can get really boring.

 

 

I usually do not extra paranoid after reading horror anymore, now I am a little paranoid all the time instead.

 

Walking through the woods at night? Hahaha, no. Something is going to get me.

 

Im trying to think of something to link you so you can have something to do while being in the hospital, but I cant think of anything that isnt at least a little likely to give you nightmares...

 

 

]Don'tyoudaretouchtgatpersonoryou'llbecomeoneAAAAAAAAAAAhhhh

AAAAAAAAAAAAH! WHY IS THE SHARD GETTING SCARY!?!

*throws tons of rainbow squirrels at Morzathoth.

*runs away while everyone is distracted.

*Tames the rainbow squirrels and takes over the world, all fabulously*

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I didn't read it! :P

. . . I get scared easily, I just do it so I can sleep at night.

Being in the hospital for possible problems with my appendix can get really boring.

TVTropes.com will help you kill a few hours. Or days. Or weeks.

Posted

Same thing as last time you said something and I declared you a genius.

 

Though I am not really sure what to do with fish tanks...

 

Guy buys fish tank, his fishes start getting weird... ok I know exactly what to do with fish tanks.

slow down steven moffat
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Since I'm still in the Potterverse, may j present a dramatic reenactment of the meeting between Fudge and the Muggle PM concerning the escape of Sirius Black.

"Um, I'm not sure how to say this, but...we had this mass murderer imprisoned....and we lost him."

"OMG, what are you doing about it?"

"Don't worry, I had some ideas."

"Phew. Let's hear them."

"Well....coming to you for help was the best one."

"So there's a magical mass murderer on the loose, and your best idea to capture him was coming to someone without magic?"

"No! I also contracted with a bunch of demons to catch him. Very dangerous ones, too. Only the most skilled can keep them in line, so I stationed 250 of them at a primary school."

"O...Kay....so what do these demons look like, in case one decides a primary school is boring and decides to wander around Manchester?"

"They're terrifying. Any Muggle who saw one would have nightmares forever. Good thing they're invisible to you!"

"So what can we do?"

"Eat chocolate. Unless you get Kissed, in which case you'll be a literally soulless shell of yourself."

"So let me get this straight. You unleashed a bunch of uncontrollably smoochy demons on my country to catch a magical mass murderer, and all we can do to defend ourselves is get fat?"

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And if worse comes to worse, we have a magical celebratory child that will save us! He's good at wizard sports but is only mediocre in his actual magical studies!

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Since I'm still in the Potterverse, may j present a dramatic reenactment of the meeting between Fudge and the Muggle PM concerning the escape of Sirius Black.

"Um, I'm not sure how to say this, but...we had this mass murderer imprisoned....and we lost him."

"OMG, what are you doing about it?"

"Don't worry, I had some ideas."

"Phew. Let's hear them."

"Well....coming to you for help was the best one."

"So there's a magical mass murderer on the loose, and your best idea to capture him was coming to someone without magic?"

"No! I also contracted with a bunch of demons to catch him. Very dangerous ones, too. Only the most skilled can keep them in line, so I stationed 250 of them at a primary school."

"O...Kay....so what do these demons look like, in case one decides a primary school is boring and decides to wander around Manchester?"

"They're terrifying. Any Muggle who saw one would have nightmares forever. Good thing they're invisible to you!"

"So what can we do?"

"Eat chocolate. Unless you get Kissed, in which case you'll be a literally soulless shell of yourself."

"So let me get this straight. You unleashed a bunch of uncontrollably smoochy demons on my country to catch a magical mass murderer, and all we can do to defend ourselves is get fat?"

That makes Dementors Sound Kind of dirty.:mellow:
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And if worse comes to worse, we have a magical celebratory child that will save us! He's good at wizard sports but is only mediocre in his actual magical studies!

My headcanon: Witches and wizards were persecuted not for wizards like Voldemort, but for wizards like Fudge.

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