Well, this is basically the result of staying up to late drinking coca cola and your really tired,it was originally thought up and was for jordan but i slowly turned it into some kind of ship, the basic plot is about 5+ characters in a home and its basically just a lot of romantic tension / action / etc.
We only have a few characters and I might add more if you post, but yeah.
I add on to the story at different times.
Go grab some popcorn or something and enjoy my KW ships.
oh yeah I almost forgot.
AshleyisadorableDC as: Ashley
Sage_kittycat as: Sage
Jordand08 as: Jordan
bentoboxofawesome as: Bento
Me as: James
egyptiscool as: Twilight Dashy (Dashy for short )
Betzy123 as: Betzy
EJGamer as: EJ
I slowly pet my amphibian, it was a lizard from the ###### Jungle and it very much enjoyed human interaction. I picked him up and put him back in his glass tank I bought quite a while ago and browsed through the internet.
After quite a bit of time my stomach had growled, this was a immutable problem that I could never seem to fix. I got up from my incommodious chair, which always seem to irritated my bottom, and headed towards the kitchen.
I looked at my surroundings, there were many things that could provide useful if in ever need of making something quite delectable, such as a meal.
I walked towards my fridge in a exquisite manner, and opened it slowly.
I screamed and saw that there was nothing in a fridge but a nauseating meatloaf, and I fell to the ground, dead.
I for some odd reason had revived, I began to slowly rise up from where I had fallen and scratched my head.
I closed the fridge before I could die again, that meatloaf was just to repulsive.
The atrocious smell had began to wear out, making the room more bearable.
Desperately, I looked through the cabinets to find something for me to consume.
No luck, all the food was gone, taken by my ridiculous fugitive parents who broke the law, and are right now trying to live in a sewer.
My lizard had somehow escaped its glass tank, helpless, I picked up the lizard and stuffed it in my mouth, taking a bite, and the blood of it rushing down my neck.
The amphibian tasted very odd, there is really no way to explain it but I continued to devour it.
A heard a scared and faint "meow" in the distance, I looked around and tried to find my cat with blood on my face, but I couldn't seem to find her.
I shrugged and walked back to my computer, but the internet was down, it looked like the internet bills weren't being paid.
I heard a knock on my door, it was the bill collector.
I went to my kitchen and took out a sharp blade, I was going to need this.
On opening the door I stabbed the man in the knee, he screamed in agony as I sang hallelujah to his face.
I closed the door and let the stabbed man slowly bleed to his death.
My stomach growled again, I considered the cat but I pushed the thought away in abhorrence.
I needed to find something to eat, I thought of the dollar store a few miles away from my house and smiled.
I walked back to my room, it was all gray, a single matress was on the floor and my laptop on a diminutive desk.
A crouched and pulled out a machine gun from under my bed, and went out of the house, heading towards the dollar store.
The streets were barren and empty, it was 3:00am, and everybody was cozy in their warm beds.
It took a few minutes to make it to the store, but when I did it was closed, I muttered angrily to myself and smashed the glass door open with my bare hands, my hand was covered in blood, thirsty, I put it in a cup I kept in my pockets and began to drink it.
When I was done with that I entered the store and began to rob it of all of its junk food, a janitor looked at me, she was sweeping up a pile.
Wondering why she was here so late, I threw a knife at her, but it missed her head barely.
I angrily yelled at her and she passed out, I walked up to her and started licking her face.
I shook my head and lifted the woman up, she seemed very young, extremely young.
I carried her on my back all the way to the house, it was a very arduous duty considering I was holding a bag full of food, but it was worth it, a new friend!
They arrived at the house, by then she was very tired, the dark and looming house was very frightful in the moonlight.
A few minutes later, they were in the house, and I was taking a bath, when she woke up.
She began to scream, and I began to panick, getting out of the bath, drenched, and pushing her to the ground.
"HI FRIEND." I said screaming at her. "MY NAME IS JORDAN WHAT IS YOURS"
I looked at myself and noticed I was #####, I laughed and tied up the janitor to a chair, frolicking to my bedroom to put on some clothes.
I came back and saw the janitor trying to escape, I grabbed my pistol and aimed it at her, yelling once again "SO WHAT IS YOUR NAME AGAIN!?!?!??!?! TELL ME!!!!!" when she didn't respond, I signed and looked through her pockets, I pulled out her wallet.
"Aha!" I said when I found her drivers license.
"HI ASHELY" I screamed and danced around the chair, she looked at me and quacked.
I danced some more until I began to see Ashley cry, I stopped dancing and grabbed a pile of candy off the floor, mostly nibbled by the cats.
I tried to force it in her mouth, but she wouldn't budge, I fell on the ground and began crying myself.
Ashley looked at me and bawled her eyes out, letting out a quack or two in the process.
I laughed at the quacks and cried some more.
There was a knock on the door, I stopped crying and skipped towards the door, and looked through the peephole.
It was the cleaning lady, she usually came here sometimes, I didn't have money to pay her but she didn't really seem to notice that I was giving her monopoly money.
I let her in and said "HIIII SAAGEEE" and she entered and began sweeping the floor, not noticing the screaming and crying Ashley in the chair.
I pushed a button and every door in the house and every window locked, making it impossible to get out.
"NOW WE CAN HAVE FUN!!!!" I yelled.
I slowly went over to Ashley and calmly said to her "Stop crying, this isn't fun, I'll slap you if you don't stop crying, stop crying, stop crying, stop crying."
I began to chant the same word repeatedly and fed her the candy, and she made quacking noises in the process.