TheOneButcher

When I awoke that day, my face lying on the cold kitchen table, I was, truly a bit happy. Then I was Happy that I was Happy, and then I was horrified, and unhappy about myself being not Happy with my situation. But of course I knew how very sorry I was for myself, and that I had to do this to me. Well, I calmed down soon after, I was smart enough to set off some mild tranquillizers into my new brain, and started to eat the Sorry Cake I made for myself. After all it WAS important, and its not like I could have asked myself beforehand. If I could have done this, there would have been no point. ... Well, lets start my mission. Did you know,

They changed back to their normal clothes and went to the cafeteria. Because of the assembly this morning they didn't get any breakfast, and yesterday evening He just got cake, so He was pretty much starved. The Cafeteria was a nice building made of natural stone, and had a rather small entrance, where a mass of students already flooded in. He wondered how big exactly this school was, as He squeezed through the Door alongside Nelly and some of her friends. According to His timetable they had two whole hours to eat lunch, but He thought they could need them, because the Dining Hall didn't have enough chairs for everyone to eat in it. While He

The Next Period was PE from Skill, after they changed into their PE Clothes they made their way to the Track Parcour, well, parcour was the best word for it, for it was more like an obstacle course than a track field. The runner's lane was full of little hills as if it was a sinus curve, the Field in the Middle was full of little trees, there were walls of various heights and shapes everywhere. A man, with a build that looked much like Michael, and a Smile which could have melted Ice stood before them. "Welcome to Skill. Please to Grow accustomed to this new environment we will play a game of Tag. I start, and any tagged person will become

"As you all know you are Free to leave. You have a High School Diploma and are ready to enter college or get a Job. Many of your fellow Classmates have already done so. 15 A students, 7 C students, no B. While some say this is because B students are to lazy to turn in the required Paperwork, I agree." Laughter from the left and right side of the big but nearly empty assembly hall. "But this may also because B had the worst results on this High school diploma, and will find neither University nor Job." Again everyone but the row standing in the middle of the Hall laughed. "Still after this Assembly you will all be confronted with a special e

"I finally found you... Princess" He thought as a group of girls with huge Backpacks left the building. Good thing Brandon brought Him here. He marched straight at the group of girls. Shifted through them, grabbed the one with the long sleek black hair from behind. "Something is behind me" she thought. "Princess!!" He said and turned her to face Him, "I'm Sorry..." and kissed her.Her lips tasted like a citrus fruit of love... "WAAH!" An elbow connected with His jaw. "ouch" She turned ninety degrees and another hit Him in the stomach. Finally after a roundhouse kick to the back of His head He fell to the ground. "WAAH!!" "IS HE DEAD?!"

Fresh and wide awake He stood before his new school and relished the feeling of anticipation. He Closed His Eyes and held His hands up high in the air. It was a great feeling... It was going to become a great year. He may even see Nelly again... "Yeah! Hahahahaha..." He laughed. Why? Because life was a great thing. Because of Love and Art, good Food and Humor. Because He was Happy everything existed. This of course seemed incredibly ridiculous to any onlookers. Good thing there were only 200 of them. And also good He didn't know that. And that those thought that was an incredibly good sign. "Should we wait until He is finished?" "Well, so

"Memismodmimmelfmifoudmismemomimemauseomnimniemsmucks.", Michael whispered through his muffler "Really?" "Really." "You are kidding!" "No." "Wow... And we gotta teach Him to use that to help us?" "Yes." "Why that? I always thought He was the only one we cannot squash like an insect?" "Well, that was before these frat guys showed up." "And I also thought we couldn't find or contact Him?" "Well, but He was kind enough to tell us He would bump into a signpost on the marketplace here tonight." "And thats why we are watching that sign for 7 hours?" "Finally you understand." "Why didn't He tell us the exact time?" "I will tell you only if you swear

In a little village somewhere in a rural faraway country, there sits a God on a pedestal. He sits there as long as people can remember, or in fact he sat there since the beginning of time. Not a single thing did he ever do, or so the people believed. However because he sits there in his dignified manner with his stern face and also because he hasn't aged in the last... well since ever. People did not question the fact he was a god. His sitting pose was always the same, no matter what happened. Sometimes outsiders didn't believe in him, and tried to prod him with a stick or something from the offerings. The god did not budge, but rather just