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The Thanksgiving Friends?
Welp, here it is! My 100k+ word story all written by me Dx I really hope you guys enjoy this! It took me a while to write it!
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Previously On Chapter 12- The last screen of the story, S1.
(Btw I don't write like this anymore so no cringe whatsoever lol)
(Another thing, Luna quit the forums so someone else will be taking her place.)
Luna: Yes, I won but they're still one thing we're missing. Eric-jump up. Eric: What that? Luna: You. Eric: ?? Luna: we forgot to kill you, it said that everyone gets kill even you so say your last words, Eric. Eric: Woah Woah no-no. Luna shoots Eric with her Harry Potter wonder, Eric died.
Luna: Welp now what? I'm stuck here with nothing, nothing but a 10 feet trophy. Just then a guy in a black suit kidnaps Luna. LUNA: HAY LET ME GO YOU, Thief!! HELP!!!! Kidnaper: Oh don't worry Luna we have a perfect place for you. Welcome to The Thanksgiving space war, my friend. Luna: what!
- Written On November 23, 2017
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Chapter 1- Welcome To The Thanksgiving World [Introduction]
Coincidence that I got shoved into a bag all covered in bits of dust inside of it, I thought to myself as the days went on, “How the heck do I get out of this one?” Either way, I was getting kidnapped by these people that God knows where they're taking me to.
It was a pretty long way since I was started to sweat inside the stitched bag that looks like he made it on hands. I wasn’t going to go through some ideas inside my head before I started to know who was the person behind all this. This is just great. I somehow lose agents to Verified Fangirl in that stupid war that it was and now this! Can my life get even worse than this?
But I shouldn't open my mouth at the moment cause it did get worse the minute I said that. The men or woman that kidnapped me threw me into what felt like the back of a truck and in second, the truck started to move.
I couldn’t get a good view on whether or not we were in a truck cause there was barely any holes inside the bag to see where I was. Fortunately for me, I found some holes inside the bag; giving me a little advantage to take a peek outside the bag. It was bad enough that the holes I found were not doing any good through my advantage so I decided to lay back and wait for the good and all.
Now, I’m going to give my point of perspective here, the ride wasn’t as easy as I thought it would be. The truck hit many rocks from below me; that causing the truck to bounce in place and making me hit the top of the truck.
That also being said, even though I was trapped inside the bag pretty good, I could hear the people that kidnapped me talking about whether or not they should sue the civil rights of the government towards what they were going to their country. This gave me a hunched that they were not some ordinary kidnappers wandering around the streets oh no. These people sounded more like PROFESSIONALS to me than kidnappers.
I started to think that wherever they were taking me was not some kind of abandoned house that most kidnappers were usually done oh no. These people sounded like they were taking me towards some kind of NASA station. Either that or I was going completely nuts in the heads. As the ride continued, I felt something spikey on my bottom.
I tried to get up a little from the uncomfortable bag to see what was causing all that spikes but that also was going to be a trouble for me. Due to the fact that the bag was like a yard tall, I couldn't really get up to see what was causing that spike underneath me.
So you know what I did? That’s right, I played on the spike like a big person will do and had to deal with the endless pain that it was. Not to mention that I also had to deal with the people in the front talking about some random grown-up stuff and ya.
And if you thought that was bad, oh boy do I have news for you right now. When the truck hit a red light above, the truck pulled back instantly; that making all the stuff that was in front of me going towards my direction and hitting me from every side of the bag.
So if people call this a thanksgiving war than I rather call it a Thanksgiving nightmare if I have the permission to do so. I checked the server list to see who was the owner of the game and why has he not done something to save me nor the rest of people.
Now that I started to think of it, Eric, Ray and I think Icy which were the Moderators of the war didn’t bother to save anyone. I stopped for a minute to correct myself from that last line. OH, I’m sorry, Icy and Ray died in the war so that leading… ERIC! He is responsible for all of this! I should’ve known from the start that that little rat was going to up to no good from the beginning of November 1, 2017.
I looked down at my shoes; trying really hard to forget the awful image and picture that just came into my mind. As the ride contoured, I felt a cold breeze coming through the bag I was currently in. “Just what I needed!” I said to myself as I rubbed my hands; trying to make some heat into myself but it was no use.
The faster I rubbed my hands, the colder the breeze started to pick up outside. “Well, I have no other choice but to deal with this freezing breeze that was going in my bag.” I really wanted to curse at the people that were driving this crappy truck to let me go and bring me back to my home but that will just make the situation I was in even worse.
“Calm down,” I spoke to myself while trying to keep a low voice so the drivers don't hear me talking to myself and think that I was a crazy person. “Everything is going to be ok.” But my heart wasn’t helping at all. It kept pumping faster every second.
I tried to calm down and close my eyes and not think about it that much but with the breeze going through me and people talking from outside really isn't helping me calm down not one bit. I paused for a second as I heard people from outside talking from every cover my ears would have caught.
“Wait a minute. If we’re in a place that people are constantly talking then that only means one thing… We’re in the BIG city! I paused for a good 5 minutes to realize that trouble I have gone into this time. “Am I really in the city?”
I constantly kept repeating this question inside my head as the truck started to slow down a bit. I was shocked and scared to death to see the results of where in the world I was in. Was I in new york? Was I ever going to see my friends- oh wait, they're dead and so is my family. I am… alone now.
I couldn’t believe this. It was truly the end for me. Or so I thought it would be. I had nowhere to go and no one to call in case if this was really a kidnapper trying to kill me or was going to do whatever it was planning to do with me.
As the truck started to slow down, the light shining through my bag started to disappear as it looked like we were heading inside some kind of modal garage. The truck finally has stopped and as it did, I could barely catch the words that a machine said. It went something like, “Door closing.” In a robotic way.
As the car stopped, I heard the drivers getting off, slamming the truck like drunk people and started heading towards the back of the truck for me. Their footsteps were getting louder as they were getting closer to me from the near end of the concrete floor.
After some footsteps coming closer to me, the sound of the footstep stopped as I looked up to see if anything was going on. Straight through my direction was a shadow that appears it was looking straight at me.
Just then, I heard a woman's voice from the front calling me from the bag. “Are you ready?” Is all I heard from her bloody voice. To be fair here, I was not ready to come out and see where the heck they took me from my camp.
I wiggled around my bag; telling them that I wasn’t ready to come out. “Okay Ms but we have plans for you to become one of the leaders up in space so if I were you, I would hurry up getting out of that stinky bag and head out so we can prepare you for the travels in space.
I froze in my spot. Space? What was she talking about? Was I going to space? I had a lot of questions going through my mind as the question floated around me. Well… I had no other choice but to face the big boss that was in front of me.
Welp, here it is! My 100k+ word story all written by me Dx I really hope you guys enjoy this! It took me a while to write it!
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Previously On Chapter 12- The last screen of the story, S1.
(Btw I don't write like this anymore so no cringe whatsoever lol)
(Another thing, Luna quit the forums so someone else will be taking her place.)
Luna: Yes, I won but they're still one thing we're missing. Eric-jump up. Eric: What that? Luna: You. Eric: ?? Luna: we forgot to kill you, it said that everyone gets kill even you so say your last words, Eric. Eric: Woah Woah no-no. Luna shoots Eric with her Harry Potter wonder, Eric died.
Luna: Welp now what? I'm stuck here with nothing, nothing but a 10 feet trophy. Just then a guy in a black suit kidnaps Luna. LUNA: HAY LET ME GO YOU, Thief!! HELP!!!! Kidnaper: Oh don't worry Luna we have a perfect place for you. Welcome to The Thanksgiving space war, my friend. Luna: what!
- Written On November 23, 2017
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Chapter 1- Welcome To The Thanksgiving World [Introduction]
Coincidence that I got shoved into a bag all covered in bits of dust inside of it, I thought to myself as the days went on, “How the heck do I get out of this one?” Either way, I was getting kidnapped by these people that God knows where they're taking me to.
It was a pretty long way since I was started to sweat inside the stitched bag that looks like he made it on hands. I wasn’t going to go through some ideas inside my head before I started to know who was the person behind all this. This is just great. I somehow lose agents to Verified Fangirl in that stupid war that it was and now this! Can my life get even worse than this?
But I shouldn't open my mouth at the moment cause it did get worse the minute I said that. The men or woman that kidnapped me threw me into what felt like the back of a truck and in second, the truck started to move.
I couldn’t get a good view on whether or not we were in a truck cause there was barely any holes inside the bag to see where I was. Fortunately for me, I found some holes inside the bag; giving me a little advantage to take a peek outside the bag. It was bad enough that the holes I found were not doing any good through my advantage so I decided to lay back and wait for the good and all.
Now, I’m going to give my point of perspective here, the ride wasn’t as easy as I thought it would be. The truck hit many rocks from below me; that causing the truck to bounce in place and making me hit the top of the truck.
That also being said, even though I was trapped inside the bag pretty good, I could hear the people that kidnapped me talking about whether or not they should sue the civil rights of the government towards what they were going to their country. This gave me a hunched that they were not some ordinary kidnappers wandering around the streets oh no. These people sounded more like PROFESSIONALS to me than kidnappers.
I started to think that wherever they were taking me was not some kind of abandoned house that most kidnappers were usually done oh no. These people sounded like they were taking me towards some kind of NASA station. Either that or I was going completely nuts in the heads. As the ride continued, I felt something spikey on my bottom.
I tried to get up a little from the uncomfortable bag to see what was causing all that spikes but that also was going to be a trouble for me. Due to the fact that the bag was like a yard tall, I couldn't really get up to see what was causing that spike underneath me.
So you know what I did? That’s right, I played on the spike like a big person will do and had to deal with the endless pain that it was. Not to mention that I also had to deal with the people in the front talking about some random grown-up stuff and ya.
And if you thought that was bad, oh boy do I have news for you right now. When the truck hit a red light above, the truck pulled back instantly; that making all the stuff that was in front of me going towards my direction and hitting me from every side of the bag.
So if people call this a thanksgiving war than I rather call it a Thanksgiving nightmare if I have the permission to do so. I checked the server list to see who was the owner of the game and why has he not done something to save me nor the rest of people.
Now that I started to think of it, Eric, Ray and I think Icy which were the Moderators of the war didn’t bother to save anyone. I stopped for a minute to correct myself from that last line. OH, I’m sorry, Icy and Ray died in the war so that leading… ERIC! He is responsible for all of this! I should’ve known from the start that that little rat was going to up to no good from the beginning of November 1, 2017.
I looked down at my shoes; trying really hard to forget the awful image and picture that just came into my mind. As the ride contoured, I felt a cold breeze coming through the bag I was currently in. “Just what I needed!” I said to myself as I rubbed my hands; trying to make some heat into myself but it was no use.
The faster I rubbed my hands, the colder the breeze started to pick up outside. “Well, I have no other choice but to deal with this freezing breeze that was going in my bag.” I really wanted to curse at the people that were driving this crappy truck to let me go and bring me back to my home but that will just make the situation I was in even worse.
“Calm down,” I spoke to myself while trying to keep a low voice so the drivers don't hear me talking to myself and think that I was a crazy person. “Everything is going to be ok.” But my heart wasn’t helping at all. It kept pumping faster every second.
I tried to calm down and close my eyes and not think about it that much but with the breeze going through me and people talking from outside really isn't helping me calm down not one bit. I paused for a second as I heard people from outside talking from every cover my ears would have caught.
“Wait a minute. If we’re in a place that people are constantly talking then that only means one thing… We’re in the BIG city! I paused for a good 5 minutes to realize that trouble I have gone into this time. “Am I really in the city?”
I constantly kept repeating this question inside my head as the truck started to slow down a bit. I was shocked and scared to death to see the results of where in the world I was in. Was I in new york? Was I ever going to see my friends- oh wait, they're dead and so is my family. I am… alone now.
I couldn’t believe this. It was truly the end for me. Or so I thought it would be. I had nowhere to go and no one to call in case if this was really a kidnapper trying to kill me or was going to do whatever it was planning to do with me.
As the truck started to slow down, the light shining through my bag started to disappear as it looked like we were heading inside some kind of modal garage. The truck finally has stopped and as it did, I could barely catch the words that a machine said. It went something like, “Door closing.” In a robotic way.
As the car stopped, I heard the drivers getting off, slamming the truck like drunk people and started heading towards the back of the truck for me. Their footsteps were getting louder as they were getting closer to me from the near end of the concrete floor.
After some footsteps coming closer to me, the sound of the footstep stopped as I looked up to see if anything was going on. Straight through my direction was a shadow that appears it was looking straight at me.
Just then, I heard a woman's voice from the front calling me from the bag. “Are you ready?” Is all I heard from her bloody voice. To be fair here, I was not ready to come out and see where the heck they took me from my camp.
I wiggled around my bag; telling them that I wasn’t ready to come out. “Okay Ms but we have plans for you to become one of the leaders up in space so if I were you, I would hurry up getting out of that stinky bag and head out so we can prepare you for the travels in space.
I froze in my spot. Space? What was she talking about? Was I going to space? I had a lot of questions going through my mind as the question floated around me. Well… I had no other choice but to face the big boss that was in front of me.
