User Profile: wokwoktheskydragon
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| DNA: | Male from Over there! *runs* | | Country: |  | United States |
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| Joined: | 1 year ago |
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| Last seen: | 4 hours ago |
| Postage: | 9 topics, 150 posts, 2 blog entries. |
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Hello, I am Wokwoktheskydragon. I would be known simply as Wokwok, but when I first joined the site, my sister Umbreon and I shared this name, and she didn't want to be called just that. Now, however, she has her own account, and I cannot change my name, so I'm stuck with this one for now.
Anyway, if you're looking for me, you'll most likely find me in the IRC. Or, you could also look on a couple other sites;
The Legend of the Triad - An awesome wolf RP made by a very close friend of mine. You may also find several members there that are also abridged fans, like you and me. I highly recomend joining it.
Guitar Hero Community - I play Guitar Hero on my Wii a lot, and have beaten many people. If you want, you can challenge me, too.
My friend codes:
Wii: 8129 3692 9048 5667
Brawl: 5370 2485 9939
Guitar Hero 3: 1934 2772 2403
Mario Kart Wii: 1075 2912 0041
If you're interested in playing with/against me, send me a PM with your friend code and I'll add you. |
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| | Randomness, chapter 1 |
| (1 comment, posted 4 hours ago by wokwoktheskydragon) |
Hai! If you're reading this, then you're either sitting in front of your computer at your desk, sitting in/on something else with a laptop, or on some sort of gaming system, such as the wii. Well, then, whatever your sitting in is probably very uncomfortable. Could you imagine having to endure your weight for hours at a time? Sure, there are heavier things... like an ostrich, for example. Those things lay some big eggs. I wonder if I could make an omlet out of one... Yes! It would be an omlet to feed an army (or Joey)! Hmm, come to think of it, do you think an ostrich would eat an omlet made out of an ostrich egg? After all, I have a bird here, and it just LOVES hard-boiled eggs. Then again, it loves just about anything that isn't seeds. But it doesn't love me. It thinks I am food. :( I am not food, I am just... well, come to think of it, what am I? A spirit? A body? A river? Oh, I want to be corn! Corn gets to be yellow. And it gets a smexy green coat, too. That is, of course, until you strip it. Then you just throw the coat away. Come on, you're acting like it won't fit you. I'm sure if you got enough, you could make a human-sized coat out of that stuff. Then you could walk around in the city and show off your coat that you can sell on ebay. Come to think of it, how much do you think that would go for on ebay? A lot, probably. Maybe even more than that random flaming shoebox over there. I got a stick of gum for it the other day. But then a bird stole it. It stole my gum! I chased it all throughout the woods, and it just jumped from tree to tree to tree to tree to tree to tree and laughed and my incapability to fly. So I got an idea; I took a bunch of corn husks, made giant wings out of them, and used it to fly. But I went too high, and a sattelite bumped me on the head. It was flashing all kinds of weird lights and buttons... so I decided to start pressing some. After a while, it started to humm and whir, liek a moose. As I was staring at it (and slowly backing away) I noticed something out of the corner of my eye. It was an army of aliens, come to destroy the planet! I began to panic, but I didn't have to do that too much; the satellite fired a lazer at it and blew up the mother ship in one bright big blast of big bubbly doom! The other ships became afraid of me and my satellite, so they turned around and decided to blow up the sun instead. And that's how I saved the world; over a stick of gum.
I flew back to the ground, and the two guys in black suits and sunglasses came up. They were from the US government. They gave me a bunch of green paper and thanked me for saving the Earth. But then they said if I ever told anyone of the incredible feat I had just accomplished, they would track me down and lock me away in Area 52 (they also explained that area 51 is just a decoy: It takes the attention away from area 52, which is located in an invisible space station orbiting the Earth).
I took the green paper and went to the store with it. There, I saw something awesome. It was so spectacular, it took my breath away, and I had to advert my eyes because my brain couldn't handle the awesomeness. It was decided; I had to have this.
I picked it up and ran straight to the register. The cashier looked at me funny, but rang the item up anyway. She said: "One slice of bread, that'll be $10 please."
$10 for a slice of bread? I knew right away that there had to be some sort of mix up. $10 sounded WAY too cheap! What a steal! Nonetheless, I gave her a bunch of the green paper she seemed to want, took the paper, and ran home before they realized I had just ripped them off.
As soon as I got home, I got some tools and nailed the piece of bread to the ceiling above my bed so I could stare upon it every night as I fell asleep. Soon, however, I realized; The bread is so amazing, it makes everything else in my room look like trash! So I decided to fix that little problem. I went out, bought about ten boxes of trash bags, gave them to the homeless, went back home, and tossed all of my possessions out the window. Now, I was happy.
Three days passed, in which the bread continued to amaze me... for a while, anyway. Soon, I noticed that it was no longer soft; it had become hard, like cement. It wasn't that bad, though, until it started changing colors. It was becoming green! Not to mention, it was starting to stink. Another couple days passed, and I could take it no longer. That store had tricked me! This was some sort of joke! Unfortunately, I had destroyed the reciept to erase the evidence, as I had previously thought I had robbed them. So what was I supposed to do now?
In the end, the smell traveled throughout the house. So left my house and moved into the toolshed in the backyard. It's not that fun in here... it's cold and damp. Still, it would be cozy enough, but that bird keeps tapping on the window, taunting me because it still has my gum.
Meh... I'll do something about it tomorrow morning.
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