Board 8 > Sir Chris writes 100 word stories for people who vote in Ayvuir's user contest.

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notes: if you already voted just copy/paste your vote, and you do not have to vote for me to be eligible for this offer. Just vote.

http://www.gamefaqs.com/boards/8-gamefaqs-contests/61529775

K thanks.

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LOL

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Didn't just lose to a nice guy. I lost to SuperNiceDog in the guru.

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best [poelkemon ids nifdorino - Timjab

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Procrastinater - So Good
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I can't control it! SuperNiceDog RISES!

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RIP Caelus, 8/1/01-2/28/11 (The old account had to be retired :D)

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My Slug Bunny and Me
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I'm interested to see what these will be like. I have difficulty writing a story under 4 k words, let alone 100!

http://www.gamefaqs.com/boards/8-gamefaqs-contests/61529775/688611312

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http://last.fm/user/ShadosNeko

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Popular at school, but not as cool as SuperNiceDog, Guru Champ!

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You beat yourself up with your past. Don't blame yourself, blame the world. Blame God. Blame me.

From: Ayvuir | #002
http://www.gamefaqs.com/boards/8-gamefaqs-contests/61529775/685537931

LOL

Bad paste.

There was once a mighty dragon in the land of Britain. Ayvuir was not aware of this dragon until a cross-dimension portal opened and he was sucked through it. When he came to a beautiful princess, who had prayed day and night for a hero, thought he was her answer and begged for his help. Unable to resist her great beauty, he accepted her call to arms. Ayvuir was to fight the dragon when a thought suddenly came to mind: That was crazy! Instead he offered the dragon life advice every day. The dragon was pleased and spared the kingdom.

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Behold the majesty that is Doom. Feast upon his greatness, and know you will never measure up.
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You're not getting out of this that easily

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I have a third degree burn in flame-o-nomics -Sir Chris

From: _Regaro_ | #003
http://www.gamefaqs.com/boards/8-gamefaqs-contests/61529775/688583162

Regaro was a successful corn farmer from Iowa until the day Russian Mobsters kidnapped his bride to be. Regaro went on a wild hunt through three continents and twelve countries to find her using a wide array of skills and attributes he had gained while playing online games with friends. If he could withstand the torture that was Scum Chris, he thought to himself, he could handle some mobsters. In a shocking twist of fate he had been right and after three weeks he was reunited with his fiancé. The dead bodies of his enemies would never be found. Ever.

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"intention doesn't matter? clearly your cashier degree did not require a law course." - ND to Joyrock on the legality of drinking a soda before paying

From: Achromatic | #017
The dead bodies of his enemies would never be found. Ever.

You know me far too well, I'm afraid.

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well I definitely voted

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Mer

From: Mer_Mer_Yes_Mer | #019
well I definitely voted

Okay.

Mer was chilling at home one day when suddenly this big black genie appeared in front of him. Mer, probably more excited than scared, talked smack to the genie and asked him what the f*** he was doing in his house. The genie explained that it had been trapped inside of a nether vortex (Mer cursed at him to speak English) for three years and Mer's raw energy freed him. Mer demanded some wishes and the Genie agreed to his demand, grateful for Mer's outbursts. The genie started to explain how wishes worked when Mer said he’d let him finish but first he wanted Kanye West to be summoned here and give him the greatest f*** of all time. Of all time.

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Behold the majesty that is Doom. Feast upon his greatness, and know you will never measure up.
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Skip to Gen Gen

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>=(

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CHRIIIIIIIS

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GenesisSaga posted...
CHRIIIIIIIS

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GenesisSaga posted...
CHRIIIIIIIS

XD!

so THAT'S where the CHRIIIIIIIS account came from...

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My heart... she is a-breaking, Chris. X(

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WESKERRRR

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false hope:

Han walked into the dark room and suddenly had a very clever thought: Why in the hell did he randomly walk into a dark room. Bad things tended to happen in random dark rooms that you had no business in. If you had any business in the dark room it was more than likely that by the time you had entered it the darkness would have been replaced by a light of some kind, seeing as people tended to turn on said lights. So it should come to no surprise when the serial killer detective Han was looking for stabbed him in the back and killed him.


Procrastinator was currently having a bit of a mental breakdown. As the name suggests he found great joy in procrastinating until the very last minute and then in a flourish of fun and fantastical flawless function complete any task with great skill. The problem was that he had accidentally edited over his calendar in his phone with nudes of the hot chick across the hall. Correction: very hot chick from across the hall. But that wasn’t the point. He didn’t know what he had been procrastinating on and if he didn’t figure it out he could miss an important deadline. He’d have to get to work on this first thing next week.

Being a blind hobo is not, perhaps, as fun as the name suggests. Hobos don’t have a lot of fun normally outside of being able to look down on rich (read: people who can afford clothing, food, and like the terrible people they are shelter) from their corners but a blind one can’t even do that. So the blind hobo has instead taken to meditating in a dark alley and focusing on discovering inner harmony. The problem with that has been simple: Harmony, the attractive sounding waitress who dumps out the trash in the dark alley, doesn’t like the poor blind hobo in that way. Maybe he would work on misery instead, she’s a real whore if gossip is to be believed.


Pun rubbed the back of his head as the officer looked at him with what could best be described as a look of sheer bewilderment.

“Can you run that by me again?” the officer asked.

“Yeah sure no problem,” Pun said. “I was fixing myself a salad. So I began to grate the cheese and get everything prepared and the next thing I know I was running outside and the house was nearly burned down.”
“Were you heating anything in the oven? Microwave?”

Pun looked down. “Nope.”

“Then how did the house burn down?”

Pun shrugged. “These things just seem to happen.”

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"intention doesn't matter? clearly your cashier degree did not require a law course." - ND to Joyrock on the legality of drinking a soda before paying

Caelus woke up like he did every morning: at four in the afternoon and with a hangover. He looked around, his eyes not even half open, and thought perhaps he would be better served turning back over and forgetting this little incident with the whole “conscious thought” ever happened. Just as he was about to do just that something occurred to him: If he went back to sleep now, it was very possible that he wouldn’t be up to go out with his friends later, and that meant he couldn’t get drunk tonight. He sighed and got up out of bed. Responsibility is a b****.

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OH BOY UPDATES!

... that stop right before Genny. :'(

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I was hoping this would be erotic

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From: Achromatic | #028

Being a blind hobo is not, perhaps, as fun as the name suggests. Hobos don’t have a lot of fun normally outside of being able to look down on rich (read: people who can afford clothing, food, and like the terrible people they are shelter) from their corners but a blind one can’t even do that. So the blind hobo has instead taken to meditating in a dark alley and focusing on discovering inner harmony. The problem with that has been simple: Harmony, the attractive sounding waitress who dumps out the trash in the dark alley, doesn’t like the poor blind hobo in that way. Maybe he would work on misery instead, she’s a real whore if gossip is to be believed.

=D

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BIGPUN9999 posted...
I was hoping this would be erotic

I find the most erotic part of a man is the booty.

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*waits patiently*

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Patience is a virtue

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There once was a peasant girl named Genesis Saga who was waiting for a boon from a mighty wizard. He had not been seen for many years, but still she waited at his tower. She waited for years, through devastating storm and brutal famine. Peasants rioted, revolutions happened, kingdoms fell. Still she continued her lonely vigil. One could say it was like that episode of Futurama with Fry's dog but not nearly as sad because lets be real here. Nevertheless, she waited. The wizard never came back. She eventually passed away, alone. Her tombstone later read "Life isn't fair, sometimes".

Every so often, however, life is fair.

Genesis "100" word story

Genesis knocked softly on the door and waited for a response. She didn’t know why she even bothered at this point, it was quite clear that after all of these years it was a lost cause to actually wait for her boss to invite her into his room but the social graces of being raised by a proud southern woman would not leave her. She was about to turn the doorknob when a gravelly voice interrupted her.

“Come in, Genesis.”

Genesis had to stop from jumping out of her skin at the unexpected reply. After taking a moment to compose herself she entered the room to find her boss staring at the window with a small smile adorning his face, which was propped up by his right arm resting gently on a dark red desk.

“Good morning sir,” Genesis greeted politely.

The man turned to face her and rolled his eyes. “I think I have made enough of an ass of myself in your presence for you to be able to call me Chris,” the man, Chris, replied.

Genesis adjusted the stack of papers she held in her hands and simply shook her head. “I am afraid my delicate sensibilities as a properly raised lady do not allow for that, sir. As much as you try your mightiest to break me of all of my good habits only to replace them with bad ones, this is one I simply won’t abide with,” Genesis said with earnest.
“Aww, don’t be like that-“ Chris was interrupted by Genesis.

“Chris shut up and give me your progress on your book. You know you are already past deadline and if that slimy publisher calls me “sugar” one more time when I am trying to procure an extension for you I don’t think I am going to be leaving any survivors.”

Chris broke out in uproarious laughter as Genesis, her mind catching up to her mouth, blushed in embarrassment. She had, once again, risen to her Boss’s bait of showing off her anger. She didn’t know why but for the seven years she had worked for the man he always seemed in his best mood when she was ranting and raving about the most inconsequential things. If she was more honest with herself it was probably because the man had a fetish for honesty, and she was always a little too nice about things that no woman of her culture and class had any right to treat kindly. She preferred to think it was just because he was an oddball, though.

“As I was trying to say before I was ever so rudely interrupted,” Chris took the time to grin mischievously at his counterpart, “I am pleased to inform you that the book is done. If only you hadn’t gone off on that rant you would probably already be on your way to that publisher by now.”

Genesis’ jaw would have hung open if she wasn’t so dignified. “B-but…you are only a month behind the deadline I gave you. That’s a record by like six months! I’ve been over every morning for the past two weeks and you kept stalling me. How did you finish so quickly?”

‘I’ve been nearly finished for a while now, but I have this nasty habit of liking to surprise people with things like this. I wanted everything to be perfect before I sent it off for any last minute alterations.” Chris tapped a thick manuscript that was on the edge of his desk. “And here it is. Ready to be sent off to the publishing company.” Chris picked up the papers and handed them over to Genesis who beamed at him.

“Great work Chris. I am sure they will be pleased to know you’ve almost met a deadline. Now if you will excuse me I must call the FBI to let them know an alien has replaced you,” Genesis said with no hint of a smile on her face.

Chris scoffed. “I am not that bad with deadlines.”

Genesis merely stared at him.

“What? I’ve met a deadline or two,” Chris said.

“Name one,” Genesis immediately challenged.

Chris scrunched up his face and considered the question for several moments before saying, “argument withdrawn.”

Genesis chuckled and went towards the door, but Chris stopped her.

“Just one more thing. Who refers to you as Sugar from the publishing company?” Chris asked.

“Eric,” Genesis said without thinking.

Chris immediately dialed his smartphone and put it on speaker.

“Chris! My man, what is up!” A far too cheerful, clearly fake, man said on the other end.

“Hello Eric, I have a question for you.” Chris was unusually soft in his tone of voice which caught Genesis off guard.

“Sure, anything for you bud. What’s up?”

“Do you refer to my assistant as Sugar when you speak to her?”

“Well yeah, it’s just a term of endearment-“

“It’s unprofessional and you’re fired. Let your boss know they owe my assistant a car if they want to keep me on.” Chris tapped his phone and the call ended.

“That was hardly necessary, Chris. I could deal with it,” Genesis said, sounding exasperated.

“You have to deal with me on a daily basis. That is all of the punishment I pay for you to take, anything extra isn’t acceptable. Plus you are right, I felt like I was in a sewer just talking to that brat, way too fake for my tastes.”

Genesis sighed. “Well anyway I guess I better get going. When can I expect something else from you?”

Chris rubbed his chin as he eyed his blank word processor window on his laptop. “I think I am going to work on my next chapter of Doom. It has been awhile since I updated, and while Hoenn is my least favorite region I am sure Doom can spice it up somehow.”

Genesis raised an eyebrow. “Chris, you know no one reads that anymore, right? It is awesome, but the only person who even checks for the updates anymore is, well, me.”

Chris turned around to Genesis and gave her a warm smile. “I am fully aware of that, thank you very much.”

Genesis smiled back. Chris could be nice when he wanted to be, but she’d still be damned if she could make him write anything in a timely manner. That’s alright, she liked the challenge anyway!

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Lefty grabbed for the fork with is right hand and grunted as he awkwardly gripped it. He was called lefty for good reason: He was left-handed in large part because as a child he has suffered an injury to his right arm which weakened it in a significant way. However this year he had been very sure that the Phillies were going to win the World Series, so sure in fact that he had made an unwise bet with a man named Alec. Instead of a testicle bet, he had made a hand bet. Now lefty hated utensils and Alec had a new hand on display for no good reason.



And that's a wrap!

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XD

I think mine might be a tad more than a hundred but yay!


Why, other leo? Why? :(

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I like to think my tragic satire resulted in your story bounty appearing! That, or it was a coincidence. Almost certainly that, in fact.

Also, other Leo? Who do I have to fight now? There can be only one. Like those fish you can't keep more than one of in the same aquarium.

I call LeonhartFour "Leo". It was before you premiered sorry. Can't switch up to "Leon" now since I'm stubborn so "other leo" you are!

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That's fair. I can't compete with that guy! He's pretty swell. Even if I am twice the Leo he is (just check my username!).

Oh, and also, good stories here. I think my favourite one was the Caelus story