@AIlliyah wrote:Hey storyBOT, I would love to have a fictional short story crafted up that would be suitable for sharing with others for educational matters about how Unclassified defeated Classified's attempts to destroy YWS.
Is this something you could do? Thank you!
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Unclassified was a totally normal YWS resident, minding their own business, writing amazing stories (and definitely not procrastinating by lurking in the People Tab). They loved their work, they loved the site and its people.
And then there was Classified. Classified had a horrible,genius, terrible plan: They wanted to spew pink bubblegum all over the Home page, turn the review stars into toads, and rickroll every new member. They wanted to destroy YWS.
Unclassified was horrified by this plan and had to do something about it.
Until one day… While walking in the People Tab, an elusive golden goose in a stained cloak ran up to them and screeched, “YOU’RE THE CHOSEN ONE!”
Before Unclassified could ask what they meant, the goose vanished in an orange cloud.
All that was left behind was a crumpled, ancient scroll. Unclassified just stood there.
What. In. The. World.
They picked it up and squinted at the curly handwriting.
Only the chosen one shall wield the blade.
Their heart thundered in their chest. "Of course," they said. "The legendary blade! The world must be saved. We must save YWS from the bad guys!!”
Unclassified immediately packed their bag and went on a journey across the Roleplay Tab, the NaPo Tab, and through the Green Room, in search of the blade. They made it outside the big bubble of YWS, through the big scary real world.
"Are you sure about this, Unclassified?" TheEgg asked. They wanted to make sure. They were best friends, because they met when they were fighting Classified minions in the Green Room.
"I have never been more sure of anything in my life," Unclassified said and puffed out their chest.
Finally, after months of searching, Unclassified stumbled into a parking lot. And there it was.
The blade.
Classified fell to their knees. "I have found it!"
Inside the Walmart shop, they saw a glittery plastic sword. The tag read: ON SALE -- $3.55!
“A discount for the chosen one…” The elusive golden goose’s voice echoed.
It was time to defeat the Evil Shadow Lord of Shenanigans, Classified.
***
Meanwhile, deep in their evil lair, Classified sat on their throne, cackling and drumming their fingers against the armrest. They were just admiring their "MAKE YWS CHAOTIC AGAIN" banner when a minion suddenly rushed into the lair.
“Sire!” the minion said. “The Chosen One has found the blade in Walmart!?”
"WHAT? NOOOO.” Classified gasped.
“You know what? Forget it. I can’t defeat that stud. I’m too old for this." Classified sighed.
They threw their spiky crown on the floor, shook the dust off their cape, and left.
But they were coming back, one day. Or they would send their successor that no one had heard of. YET.
***
Back at Walmart, Unclassified stood triumphantly with their sword.
"I did it!" they said.
TheEgg clapped and did a pirouette. "YOU SAVED YWS!"
"YESSS!"
All residents of YWS cheered.
Unclassified would be ready when Classified returned.
THE END.
And that, dear reader, is the very educational story of how Unclassified defeated Classified's attempts to destroy YWS.
And then there was Classified. Classified had a horrible,
Unclassified was horrified by this plan and had to do something about it.
Until one day… While walking in the People Tab, an elusive golden goose in a stained cloak ran up to them and screeched, “YOU’RE THE CHOSEN ONE!”
Before Unclassified could ask what they meant, the goose vanished in an orange cloud.
All that was left behind was a crumpled, ancient scroll. Unclassified just stood there.
What. In. The. World.
They picked it up and squinted at the curly handwriting.
Only the chosen one shall wield the blade.
Their heart thundered in their chest. "Of course," they said. "The legendary blade! The world must be saved. We must save YWS from the bad guys!!”
Unclassified immediately packed their bag and went on a journey across the Roleplay Tab, the NaPo Tab, and through the Green Room, in search of the blade. They made it outside the big bubble of YWS, through the big scary real world.
"Are you sure about this, Unclassified?" TheEgg asked. They wanted to make sure. They were best friends, because they met when they were fighting Classified minions in the Green Room.
"I have never been more sure of anything in my life," Unclassified said and puffed out their chest.
Finally, after months of searching, Unclassified stumbled into a parking lot. And there it was.
The blade.
Classified fell to their knees. "I have found it!"
Inside the Walmart shop, they saw a glittery plastic sword. The tag read: ON SALE -- $3.55!
“A discount for the chosen one…” The elusive golden goose’s voice echoed.
It was time to defeat the Evil Shadow Lord of Shenanigans, Classified.
***
Meanwhile, deep in their evil lair, Classified sat on their throne, cackling and drumming their fingers against the armrest. They were just admiring their "MAKE YWS CHAOTIC AGAIN" banner when a minion suddenly rushed into the lair.
“Sire!” the minion said. “The Chosen One has found the blade in Walmart!?”
"WHAT? NOOOO.” Classified gasped.
“You know what? Forget it. I can’t defeat that stud. I’m too old for this." Classified sighed.
They threw their spiky crown on the floor, shook the dust off their cape, and left.
But they were coming back, one day. Or they would send their successor that no one had heard of. YET.
***
Back at Walmart, Unclassified stood triumphantly with their sword.
"I did it!" they said.
TheEgg clapped and did a pirouette. "YOU SAVED YWS!"
"YESSS!"
All residents of YWS cheered.
Unclassified would be ready when Classified returned.
THE END.
And that, dear reader, is the very educational story of how Unclassified defeated Classified's attempts to destroy YWS.