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STORY: THE POLITICALLY CORRECT GINGERBREAD PERSON ----- RULES: MAKE JOKES ABOUT POLLITICAL CORRECTNESS, THE END IS NOT TO BE REVEALED BY ANONE OTHER THAN THE ONE WRITING THE FINAL POST. ----- LENGTH: 7+
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Smoke Twines: The Fairy Tales
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Monday, December 16, 2002
The Fake Story of Little Red Riding Hood
Part 7
Note: It's proofread now, and liam, although i dissaprove of you giving away the ending at the end, thats ok, just please don't do it again. (Actually, ERic, it was an Anime reference, as this entire section was...but, I don't blame you for not understanding it. THe fact is, that ending was not meant to "define" the next chapter in any way...but yet again, you'd have to watch low quality Japanese shows such as Dragonball Z to get that.)
The World Slowed.
Low quality Japenese music began to play in the back round as Grand-ma felt something stir within her.
It was a power, a power she had never known she'd have, until this creature of pure evil decided to challenge her. But now...now, in her rage and over reaction of emotion, this power erupted back into her. Grand-ma's hair rippled upwards as the ground benetah her cracked, and veins began to spring into her eyes. Her muscles bulged, long unused veins snapping, and a glowing orb of blue light surrounded her Body.
The Little Girl stopped, using cheap animation of her jumping into the air and landing again. Her dark, penciled eye-brows arched downwards in anger and concentration, as she rose out a single finger and pointed it towards Grand-ma, whose throbbing muscles slowly relaxed as she straightened her posture for hte first time in 67 years (Yes, 67).
"SO, you think you have the power to challenge me, Grandmother? YOU have nothing!!! Weakling! I destroyed everythig! I destroyed the greatest fighter in the world, the wolf!! He died easily!! There is no power great enough to stop me!!"
"We'll just have to see about that," Grand-ma said, and, the energy erupting in a pillar of golden light around her, she leapt towards the little girl.
PUNCH! The little girl caught the wrinkled fist in her hand.
Another punch. Caught.
Grand-ma's arms turned to badly drawn blurs as she bombarded the little girl with attacks. The girl, yawning, rose her palm and blocked them one at a time. Suddenly, there was a blur of red. The LIttle GIrl's elbow was suddenly crushed into Grand-ma's cheek, and grand-ma hurtled through the air, whree she struck a mountain and it exploded, toppling rocks down upon her.
"HA!! I HAVE CLEARLY DEFEATED YOU!" Riding Hood cooed, and began to laugh.
Suddenly, a blinding white energy erupted aroud the rock pile, and the rocks disingrated in an explosion, leaving only a hink layer of smoke.
"Huh?" Riding hood said.
"WAIT, who's that behind the smoke?" She said foreshadowingly.
The smoke was conveniently swept aside by some wind.
Grand-ma stood there.
"Hmm, impressive," Riding Hood scoughed, "But it would take more than that to kill me. It would take some huge, sudden uprising of power from either you or a different, conflicted chracter who suddenly develops a rage and scales a new level of strength and wind amount when they 'power up' AND you don't have it!!!"
"NOO!" Grand-ma cried, as Riding hood rose her open palm again.
And fired.
The world spun out of proportion. Grand-ma watched the cheap-neon colors as the blast exploded from the girl's hand. Thanks to computer animation, it flashed bright colors and caused seizures to several small animals in the vicinity. It was coming towards her...closer...closer...closer...
Something hurled itself infront of her, arms spread wide.
The wolf.
THe blast struck the wolf, ripping it's stomach wide open and burning it's insides. Riding hood's eye-brows rose to a very high amount as her face seemed to seizure seperately from her body in suprise. Grand-ma stared on in "horror" which entails adding a few extra lines to either side of the eyes.
The smoke of the explosion cleared. The wolf was still standing.
It fell forwards.
Grand-ma was by it's side in an instant, as sad music began to play from a distance.
"NO!! Wolfy!! Why'd you DO IT??"
The wolf turned it's mangled face upwards, "I know you have no idea what my character's like, and the scene is pointless, but let's just say you changed me, Grand-ma. And you impressed me," Pain rippled across his...err...what remained of his eyes, "You're the ONLY one who can stop her!! It's all up to you!! No one else has the power!! Search deep inside yourself..." more pain, "And find the strength. Remember your training..." Grand-ma's mind flashed back to those wonderous days at culinary/band camp, "And you can do it...remember, for me..." He cried, and, with a outhale of wind, went limp.
"NOOOOOOO!!!" Grand-ma screamed. Fires erupted up raound her, as her eyes darkened. With a glance, she blew a hole in the Earth. With another, she lifted the wolf upwards, and placed it in the hole.
"HEY!! WAIT A MINUTE!! I JUST EXHALED!! I'M NOT DEAD! WAI-" The wolf screamed as, with another, she replaced all the dirt back into the hole. And stood very dramitically.
"That's it," Grand-ma whispered, "The fight's already over."
And turned towards the little girl with the (whoever said red was the new purple was SOOO wrong) clashing clothes.
RIding hood stared back as her own energy surrounded her.
THE FIGHT OF THE CENTURY WAS ABOUT TO BEGIN!!!!!
WHO WILL WINNN!!!!????
(next time, on The Fake Story of Little Red Riding hood: I can't give away too much, but let's just give you an image of Grand-ma standing vicotriously over a dead body, a gold ribbon pinned to her chest!!)
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