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Rosharan A.C.

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  1. Rosharan A.C.
    “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH” screamed A.C., as he woke up floating around in the cognitive realm. He opened a small portal, and pulled out Sugar’s head. A.C. promptly slapped Sugar, and threw him back into the portal. “And good riddance!” Then A.C. dropped right into the middle of the food fight. Under normal circumstances, he would be very confused. However, he had done his research. Thirty pages of it, to be exact.
  2. Rosharan A.C.
    PURPLE BOWS, TO BE SPECIFIC.
  3. Rosharan A.C.
    So.
  4. Rosharan A.C.
    What did the DJ say to the vegetable farmer? Lettuce turnip the beet. *Wins in pun-etic style*
  5. Rosharan A.C.
    Low and behold, the candy cane had been coated in a layer of deadly poison, from the deepest, darkest parts of the candy army's ranks. As A.C. slumped to the side of the trench, every bit of his being began to slowly turn into sugar. His blood was only the start. The only thing that could save him now were the breadmunks, since all others thought him a traitor. edit: Which he may or may not be.
  6. Rosharan A.C.
    "No no! You've got it all wrong" A.C. grunted. Having a candy cane and celeryblades sticking out of him did not feel good. He tried to explain, but blacked out before he could finish.
  7. Rosharan A.C.
    Ah right. I forgot about that.
  8. Rosharan A.C.
    The Nightwatcher reads your mind and grants your unspoken wish. A box of extra toasty cheez-its appears in front you. Your bane is that you have to trip Stevie Wonder every time you want to eat one. I wish to be the ultimate Throw Throw Burrito champion.
  9. Rosharan A.C.
    Hmm. I don't know much about how to do this, but shouldn't we be able to just start a kahoot, and then tell everybody the game pin? It would probably be more fun with a video chat of some kind, but I think it could still work without one. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I was just curious why we need youtube or discord to do it.
  10. Rosharan A.C.
    perhaps I have lost, but I still have dignity! A.C. remembered he was a narrator and slapped the assassin with a breadstick.
  11. Rosharan A.C.
    I feel attacked. I don't know how to win this fight.
  12. Rosharan A.C.
    I refuse. This is not plot. It is just very detailed randomness. I had to follow Luna's example.
  13. Rosharan A.C.
    The battle raged around A.C. He barely managed to jump out of the way as a huge boulder-like candy thundered past him. A.C. hit the ground in a roll, then slid into one of the small trenches dotting the battlefield. Where are the other narrators!?, he thought feverishly. He ran around a corner... right into a group of angry warheads. Upon noticing him, the sour-balls began throwing themselves at the ground around A.C., promptly exploding upon contact. He leapt to the side as several detonated on his right. But not all of them missed, and he was thrown backwards by the force of the explosion. He hit the ground hard and slid backwards down the trench corridor. His ribs hurt, but he struggled to his feet anyway. A still man was a dead man. A.C.'s vision was hazy, and he almost didn't believe his eyes when a figure jumped into the trench about twenty feet from where he stood. The image prowled towards him, and he instinctively drew back as it coalesced into a brown mass concealed by a shiny, metallic cloak. The cloak proclaimed "Healthy" in big bold letters. So not humanoid, but definitely on our side. Thank the Stormfather! A.C. trudged forward to meet his new ally. "Don't worry. I'm here to help." it affirmed in a low, guttural voice. It clasped A.C.'s shoulder and leaned forward, then planted a candy cane knife in his middle. A.C. stumbled back, and it swiftly pinned him against the wall. "Where are the others?" It demanded. "I'll... never... talk..."
  14. Rosharan A.C.
    Yees! Definitely count me in!
  15. Rosharan A.C.

    Thank you for following me!

  16. Rosharan A.C.
    He plotted it using his coordinate plain.
  17. Rosharan A.C.
    "Mmm. Much aggression in this one." whispered A.C. The polite way to refer to them was, of course, Not Good Degenerative Joint Disease Pachyderms.
  18. Rosharan A.C.
    ... or lil stemul. Any pronunciation besides these two would make absolutely no sense.
  19. Rosharan A.C.
    Skyeel
    I like your skyeel. He's quite the charmer.
  20. Rosharan A.C.
    *but wins instead*
  21. Rosharan A.C.
    Unfortunately Khalil didn't inherit his parents' ability to talk, which made running an empire very difficult.
  22. Rosharan A.C.
    Granted. You're now a small meat and cheese sandwich with a square-ish bun. You're bane is you're so delicious that everyone wants to eat you, and you have to live the rest of your life on the run. I wish contacts wouldn't make my eyes feel so weird every time I used them.
  23. Rosharan A.C.
    The whale took them both to a city where custom was to slap each other with fish.
  24. Rosharan A.C.
    chocolate putting
  25. Rosharan A.C.
    "A platypus eating half of a stormlight-lollipop, on bridge 5 the old geezer that lures people to their death and saved us from the cream soda plague, that's what."
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