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Collaborative horror story(self)
2 commentsbyLarrySwinger

As per this thread I'm hereby starting a horror story and asking you to continue from where I end. The theme is clear. Let's try to include the three bonuses that x0x7 mentioned. In addition, the person who continues this is tasked with naming this story. Let's go.

x0x7, Larry Swinger and Theodore Kent were running away from a Big Furry Monster in a mall.
"I won't even listen to your ideas again," said Larry, facing x0x7. "'Come, let's hang out at a deadmall,' he said. I don't wanna fucking die!"
"Be fair. How was I to know there'd be a Big Furry Monster here? And beside, we can outrun this thing, it's slow and clumsy. Nothing to worry about. We're having an adventure!"
"Dude, he already squashed High-Quality Dick Pics. He fucking died, man!"
"True, that's a big loss. He provided huge contributions to the website. But you know what puzzles me? How the heck was this Big Furry Monster even cast?"
Then the furry monster came down with his hand in an attempt to smash Theodore, who only barely evaded it. "If I survive this, I'm going to write a poem about this day."

Now, just as the gang was starting to get exhausted and in risk of getting outrun by the gigantic monster, they encountered Jason who doesn't partake in running away. He confronted the monster head-on and said:

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[-]x0x71(+1|0)

Jason:

I don't understand the purpose. What is the point. You are going to smash me but I don't fully understand what you are trying to accomplish with this. Can you explain. I think before you do that we need to sit down and assess what your motives are and what people we'd need to bring together to accomplish your goal. If your goal is simply to smash me then I don't see that that accomplishes anything, or I don't understand what it accomplishes.

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[-]LarrySwinger0(0|0)

The monster was about to stomp Jason to death, or at least, so it seemed, but he stopped his foot in mid-air right above him. "Aha!" Jason said. "There's a beam stuck in his foot, that's what's making him so aggressive!" He jumped up to grab it, and his considerable weight sufficed to make him fall to the ground again, along with the beam.
"Thank you so much!" cried the furry creature that suddenly didn't seem so scary anymore. "Nobody has ever done anything like this for me!" Then he gave Jason a big ol' hug, almost suffocating him.
"You see," said Jason after being released, "this is where the application of reason gets you. Always remember to apply reason. Unlike the dumb masses who take mRNA jabs, those are just a bunch of sheep. But reason saves lives."
"How can I repay you?" asked the creature.
"You can tell us how to get out of this fucking place!" Jason replied. You see, when our heroes arrived, the door closed automatically, they're looking for an exit.
"If you go to the security area, there's a dashboard that lets you open the doors again. The code to it is 75833. But beware. There are other creatures in this mall. Not creatures like me. But really, truly evil creatures. Good luck."
And so, with this knowledge, they started walking toward the security area. "Wait a second," said Larry. "Where's Theodore?!" They looked around, but he was simply missing. So they went back a bit, and found him sitting next to one of the shops with a pen and piece of paper in his hands. The inspiration for the poem had come to him.
"If only I could name this poem," he said. "If this was a story, what would the title of it be?"

@JasonCarswell @Theodore_Kent @soundsituation

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