User:NecrozmaSpin/pronounce xyzzy
Zork Meme | Score: 69 | Moves: who cares |
You shout: "Xai-zee!"
</option> <option> >>Foom!<<
There is also a monkey, and path leading in the direction of Dennis. You feel as if the world has been reset. </option> <option> >>Foom!<<
</option><option> >>Foom!<<
Wasting no time, you start the engine and make your way home.
<option>Unfortunately, you fail miserably. A hollow voice says "Plugh" and the Pronounciation Bunny marches into view. He grabs your arm and takes you to the Realm of Difficult Words where King Plplplplplplplnmnmnm reigns. You get to eat all the chocolate cake you want. You live there forever and never grow old, until one night you're laying in bed peacefully asleep when suddenly Cthulhu eats your brain. Unfortunately, this means you'll never master the pronounciation of 'xyzzy'. You lose!
</option> <option>But, nothing happens.
You chant "Zawizzy!" But, nothing happens.
You holler "Zizzy!" But, nothing hap- hey, hold it a minute....
With an incredible lurch, the floor splits apart, and in an awful flash of unholy light a vast, billowing cloud of blood-red smog pours out of the earth! The towering cloud swirls, and forms an ominous spiral of unearthly chaos. From within the cloud, a thunderous, croaking voice rings out: "At last! Once again the sun quails before Zizzy the Indestructible! The descendants of the fools who dared imprison me will pay with a thousand times the suffering I have had to endure for all these years!" As soon as it finishes speaking, the walls and ceiling of the building are consumed in insidious purple flames that burn but give no heat. You look up, and see to your dismay that the sky has turned pitch-black. You start to feel droplets of rain on your skin, and notice to your increasing alarm that the drops are red. The smell of charred flesh reaches your nostrils, as well as distant screams of anguish. Then, the voice addresses you: "As for you, fool, your reward is a swift, painless death - a treasure compared to the unending despair I will wreak upon this world!
...But first, try this complementary Perfect Chocolate Chip Cookie."
True to its word, the cookie has just the right texture and crispness, and the chocolate chips are at exactly the right moistness. The sheer perfection of it takes your mind off the fact that you are euthanised seconds afterward. Aren't you lucky?
</option> <option>You are answered with a loud creak, and a dimensional portal swings open behind you. </option> <option> >>Foom!<< As you utter the almighty word, you see a sword. Could it be that ye elfin sword will soon be in your grasp? You then realise that the sword isn't ye elfin sword at all, but another sword, a sword you don't recognise. The sword disintegrates into a portal with a greenish tinge, which you feel yourself being pushed through. As you are pushed through the portal, you fall onto some kind of surface. You are lying flat on your face. You hear a van pulling up, then footsteps.
<option>"A SISSY AM I?" the ground suddenly begins to rumble, and a VAINITY GRUEURG leaps out and... well, I need not say more... right?
<choose weight="10"><option> A hollow voice intones, "I knew you'd try this, and I must say I'm getting mighty tired of being summoned up willy nilly to fulfill some sort of neurotic desire to fill a game with as many lame injokes as possible. So back to the start with you!"
</option> <option> >>Foom!<<
There is also a monkey, and path leading in the direction of Dennis. You feel as if the world has been reset. </option> <option> >>Foom!<< you r ded
</option><option> >>Foom!<<
Wasting no time, you start the engine and make your way home.
<option>Unfortunately, you fail miserably. A hollow voice says "Plugh" and the Pronounciation Bunny marches into view. He grabs your arm and takes you to the Realm of Difficult Words where King Plplplplplplplnmnmnm reigns. You get to eat all the chocolate cake you want. You live there forever and never grow old, until one night you're lying in bed peacefully asleep when suddenly Cthulhu eats your brain. Unfortunately, this means you'll never master the pronunciation of 'xyzzy'. You lose!
<option>But, nothing happens.
You chant "Zawizzy!" But, nothing happens.
You holler "Zizzy!" But, nothing hap- hey, hold it a minute....
With an incredible lurch, the floor splits apart, and in an awful flash of unholy light a vast, billowing cloud of blood-red smog pours out of the earth! The towering cloud swirls, and forms an ominous spiral of unearthly chaos. From within the cloud, a thunderous, croaking voice rings out: "At last! Once again the sun quails before Zizzy the Indestructible! The descendants of the fools who dared imprison me will pay with a thousand times the suffering I have had to endure for all these years!" As soon as it finishes speaking, the walls and ceiling of the house are consumed in insidious purple flames that burn but give no heat. You look up, and see to your dismay that the sky has turned pitch-black. You start to feel droplets of rain on your skin, and notice to your increasing alarm that the drops are red. The smell of charred flesh reaches your nostrils, as well as distant screams of anguish. Then, the voice addresses you: "As for you, fool, your reward is a swift, painless death - a treasure compared to the unending despair I will wreak upon this world!
...But first, try this complimentary Perfect Chocolate Chip Cookie."
True to its word, the cookie has just the right texture and crispness, and the chocolate chips are at exactly the right moistness. The sheer perfection of it it takes your mind off the fact that you are euthanised seconds afterward. Aren't you lucky?
</option> <option>You are answered with a loud creak, and a dimensional portal swings open behind you. </option><option> >>Foom!<< You feel weird... </option> <option> >>Foom!<< As you utter the almighty word, you see a sword. Could it be that ye elfin sword will soon be in your grasp? You then realise that the sword isn't ye elfin sword at all, but another sword, a sword you don't recognise. The sword disintegrates into a portal with a greenish tinge, which you feel yourself being pushed through. As you are pushed through the portal, you fall onto some kind of surface. You are lying flat on your face. You hear a van pulling up, then footsteps.
<option>"A SISSY AM I?" the ground suddenly begins to rumble, and a VAINITY GRUEURG leaps out and... well, I need not say more... right?
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