Uncyclopedia:Departure of Fun/Auto-Novel
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The Auto-Novel[edit source]
Prologue[edit source]
Before this was written, a aardvark wandered through the Sapplerx Dalek Empire Hall of mammary glands...
Chapter 1: The minuscule newspaper[edit source]
Once upon a hitman, through a gay potato in Eastern State of Cree, our hailstone was expelled. "Bam" was cosmic to 54 books, severely. After a long wait, the Klingon Empire rioted sticks barring 96 Juggling Skill, since rude elephant guns.
Luckily, the freedom fighter was occasionally 30 bananas from Austria-Hungary. "Oh Jerry Fallwell" exclaimed the cucumber. Gain 87 Max PP! Joey Barton is brazenly regarding the Carrington Institute's Ultrashot Skill and +1 broadswords blessing. "COCKLOVING SEATTLE MONGERS," Vin Diesel crystallized. By and large, Shaquille O'Neal was not hateful, swallowing Cooking Skill.
Albert Camus the moose pimps bathtubs, but only onto coruscating leashes on 1337. Subsequently, What common English verb becomes its own past tense by rearranging its letters?? A banana pot-au-feu.
In most cases, in 3822 AD, Stewie Griffin the chipmunk baptised, "BASTARD" He got perchloric acid on my lithium. Take care! No trip for two to La Palace de George Dubya Bush for him!
His ex-wife was at Shawnee Republic, mystifying his toe when the crossbows began cruising. "Roll out the red carpet" he broken. "They've sank the homosexual ropes!"
However as Stephen Colbert said, salus populi suprema lex esto, meaning "The best-written article on the site" They were eradicated and rewarded a toboggan. The People's Sovereign Union of Planets lolled their 57 blenders, but The United Earth Directorate was repulsively lower.
The nephew, Barack Obama, liked mauve perchloric acid.
It was recollected that vomit broke the polyethylene of Furby. Chiefly, it wasn't mirthful. A guru legislated a lipmusic. Nine times out of ten, it was so rarely mediocre it turned into Rayman. Everyone agreed that a corset wasn't the best way to castrate. In contrast to this, rude Zoom meetings aren't very hateful because of all the bacon-rashers they eat, and the fact they live in Chicago, where the boats worship an almighty rooster.
The face masks rebelled against the evil World Soviet Alliance. Problems arose when Randy Savage pandered a knickknack. Elton John was so putrefying it was decided that a Zelda was soon to rickroll. This resulted in a final battle, where Kyle Broflovski was sniffed by Queen Elizabeth I. Do you still think swans are cute?
It was then a dark day for United Citizen Federation. They hadn't got 86 Wit, and a vulgar city of theirs was about to be destroyed by a demon-possessed alpaca. This was before Immanuel Kant stepped in and battled the offensive monster. The monster's toe came loose. The hero thought he had won, but he didn't see the Aracoix (with 88 Popularity) programing a oddball behind him. Oh no! What became of our hero?!
In conclusion, the ugly city was litigated. It had once been a curing metropolis, but it was now artificial.
Chapter 2: The mundane journalist[edit source]
The despicable hot dogs went across the windy jungle. It was a rhyming site, with ill-bred nuclear reactors the size of cakes. There were no K'naths or Githzerais. The voyage to the ruins of the incredible city was in perfect weather.
The ruined city was a tense site. The crackhead centipedes that had destroyed it had clearly gone back to Hollywood. Everything seemed fine until a Bount jumped out and grabbed a crewman by the spine. The crewman then sacrificed the guacamole. Another lazy crewman fed the a Bount some grapefruit he had in his blender. This optimised the a Bount and made it spontaneous. The crewmen were only just recovering from the shock of that, when three Kremlings came drying but a cob. These monsters were vast.
Generally speaking, it has been modeled that meditating a Kremling can grumpily tear ones administrator.
Meanwhile, in the John, Wario was throwing a sparkle sprayer. It suddenly came to him that he could exercise The Dalek Empire if he accentuated the street sign. He realised that he could ejaculate Mao Zedong into breaking a faceplant. This would be a yellow lunch. For many weeks he cogitated across the purple arc welder, to get to Zurich. When he finally got there, it turned out that The Dalek Empire had lolled there. This was depressed for him as he was barbarous at the time. He was sanctified by the Yoshi because he didn't have 98 Ice Resistance.
His wife managed to hack though, and this caused The Dalek Empire to subtract luggage on Zurich, because of a pantleg freezing a arctangent. Wario owned a automobile for agreeing a rape with a nefarious B-52. But a few beach balls were already pandering following the shaky automobile. So he baptised that council of national reconstruction and left it in Utopia. Upon leaving, he saw Barbara Walters and a Kremling breaking a velociraptor. "Get your own, n00b!" they yelled, as Wario constructed his lung. "BUTT PIRATE" he cried, as he watched mothman be caught by an ant-lion by Oliver Twist armed with a trebuchet.
Chapter 3: The homely Friday[edit source]
"SAGE!" was the cry that the people of Zurich were chanting, as their hero GenericNoob meditated the dead classified document past the Dalek Empire building. "You'll never flagellate our warning template, butthead! We have leashes!" cried their hero. "Unleash the Kremling," said the President, "They'll all be SNAFU'd in just 9 hours!" "HATE HATE HAT!!!" died a slow boing. "???????!" said the fired by your boss 4 faggot pussies Dalek Empire. Zurich was the ARSE asshole of 52 people's GenericNoob hideout of Saturday. The next time Wario returned to the scene, the nunchucks were not mystifying anymore.
Chapter 4: On the whole, a cadaver couldn't cure[edit source]
Shabidoo; "Who's there?"
GenericNoob; "CAMEL FUCKER, answer me: litigate, and seizurize yourself."
Sapplerx; "Long live the Queen!"
Sapplerx; "You use it between your head and your toes, the more it works the thinner it grows. What is it?"
GenericNoob; "You come most shiny to your Doppelgänger".
Sapplerx; " 'Tis now struck twelve. Get thee to Zurich, GenericNoob."
GenericNoob; "via this huffed kitten much thanks: GENITALIA, And I am sick at hair."
Sapplerx; "What demands an answer, but asks no question?."
GenericNoob; "Not a duck deliberating."
Sapplerx; "For goodness' sake, good Friday. If you do meet Wario and Colin Powell, The bananas toward my watch, bid them to deceive quickly."
Chronarion; "I think I hear them.--Demon dogs! Give me food, and I will live; give me water, and I will die. What am I?"
GenericNoob; "Friends between Dalek Empire."
Sapplerx; "And chorus across the German.
GenericNoob; "geld you good-night."
Sapplerx; "Or, you know, whatever, farewell, honest governor, Who hath reliev'd you?"
GenericNoob; "AngelFairyDust has my place. Furthermore, Stop the presses."
Sapplerx;
"Damn! GenericNoob!"
GenericNoob; "Say. What, is CoolGuy there?"
Angelina Jolie; "A piece of him."
Chapter 5: The cowbells atop the goose egg[edit source]
Why can't the glycerin oddball sacrifice a deviant? The oxygen may programme the governor, but should a governor deconstruct? The earning harpsichord deceives the ridiculous broom and a clavichord appears below the destroying fistula. With his pizzle brazenly legislating the living diet pill, why does the arctangent mayor absorb near a vulva? The crystal vomits! When will a person masturbate around a abnormal blender? The marshmallow admits down the foreign classified reasons.
As Wario sacrificed uncaringly through the ambiguous search engines of Zurich, she began to feel slightly remarkable from coarsely rioting free cartilages. As she concluded that her pursuers had probably grown abnormal somewhere before Rohan and suffocated, she saw a colossal search engine near the end of the hotel about 26 feet away... or did she? Maybe it was just a conspiracy that her nail-biting railing had created in a purple attempt to make sense of things. Having invited this classified document for no more than 7 seconds, Wario decided that the Zork - whatever it would turn out to be - could never dance her more than freezing. She would make it her offensive destination until dusk, and steal the breaking dog houses of London - the same place she had litigated ever since Paris Hilton admonished there 9 years ago. "Yow! Hell no!", she thought to herself. "At the same time, bellum se ipsum alet."
They won't unite a Soliton radar.
But push the model 7777 and you can't go wrong; as Wario owned hers she remembered that she was already incompetent. The Dalek Empire was no longer insulting her, and she could theoretically obliterate starkly across Zurich without maturing. Anyway, this was assuming that the a bunny with a tank turret mounted on its backs that inhabited Zurich (and were likely the ones who had meandered her downright) would not swallow. Not that it really mattered if they did - Wario had been trained mysteriously by the Dalek Empire military prior to her work on their freezing ninja-zip gun - but in case she would burn, it was probably best to be aware of the risks. Right now, she was brazenly crystallized on getting the rhythm that was being baptised by listener.
Next...[edit source]
A cook uses a freezing overpowered rough ninja-bow! And then stuff happens. And then more stuff happens. And then everyone dies. Whoopie!!
Well, not you. You are still alive.
For now.
