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Connie's YWS Fan-Fic

Conrad Rice · 2008-11-16T21:27:20Z

Con: So, what am I going to write today? JFW1415: Write about horses! Con: No. Horses are dumb. *Every girl on YWS gets out a torch and pitchfork* Snoink: Dumb? You called horses dumb? JFW1415: Horses are better than boys. Jabberhut: What kind of a girl are you? Connie: I’m not a girl. Jabberhut: Yes you are *Connie looks down* Connie: What!? How did this happen? I’m not a girl. Author: Yes you are. Connie: Who are you? I’m the author, not you! Morpheus: He is the author. You are simply the literary representation of your mental self. Connie: Where’d you come from? Author: That’s not important. Carry on. Connie: He’s saying I’m a girl! Clo: You are a girl though. A pretty girl. Connie: Really? Clo: Yep. You’re stunning. *Conrad looks around uncomfortably. GLaDOS appears.* GLaDOS: After this session, there will be grief counseling and cake. Connie and Prokaryote: The cake is a lie! Kylan: The cake, a soft wondrous creation like a miniature pillar of Greek architecture fashioned from many culinary ingredients, was no more truth than the words spilled from the mouths of politicians while supporters cheered them on like a thousand guns firing in a war against some opponent of outdated ideals. Connie: Oh my goodness Ky that was so amazing! *hugs* Kylan: Your undying adoration, like that of teenage girls for Stephanie Meyer and her characters, which are constructed as flimsily as stick houses before the dropping of a thousand atom bombs, is appreciated. Connie: Anyway, I don’t care if I’m a girl. Horses are still stupid. Snoink: *Flails epically* Get her! *There is a ginormous fight. Somehow James Woods, The Undertaker, a Portal Turret, Pat Buchanan, Bartimaeus, Craig Ferguson, and Venom all get involved. During the fight vials of gene candy get thrown in. When it’s all over everyone is different and mixed up.* Connie: *is now a mermaid* This is way out of hand. PenguinAttack: *is now a penguin* Squawk. Now I have an irrational fear of men in batsuits. Snoink: *is a pig* Oink. This is stupid. JFW1415: *is a horse* Speak for yourself. I’m awesome. Neigh. Connie: No, you’re not. *JFW1415 kicks Connie in the head* Connie: Ouch! BigBadBear: *is a bear* So, who’s up for a word war? All: Yay! *BigBadBear has left the conversation* All: Aw! Clo: *is Barack Obama* Let’s go get some coffee! All: Yay! *All leave except for the Portal Turret. Willem Defoe runs in, looking disheveled.* Willem Defoe: There was a firefight! *The Portal Turret guns down Willem Defoe* Portal Turret: I don’t hate you. Goodbye. And now, ladies and gentlemen, Sir Elton John! Sir Elton John: B-b-b-Benny and the Jetsssssssssssss.

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Tue Nov 18, 2008 9:00 pm

Bittersweet says... · Tue Nov 18, 2008 9:00 pm

Kylanesque: adj. describes a very creative, original, and sometimes lengthy simile or metaphor that no one else would probably have ever thought up.

Dude, Connie's YWS fanfic was totally Kylanesque, man. I was like "... whoa."

Tee hee!

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eviscerate your fragile frame
spill it out in ragged form
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Clo says... · Tue Jul 12, 2011 2:22 am

Haha, I know this is old, but it's still amusing. I love how he parodied Kylan.

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Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.
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