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post your funny convos.
i'll start.
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: oh yeah....
Stranger: yeah?
You: you know....
You: you do know, don't you?
You: what am i saying? how could you not?
Stranger: nope
Stranger: not a clue
You: really?!
You: that's a shame...
Stranger: enlighten me? D:
You: are you ready to go on a journey?
Stranger: hells yes
You: i want to tell you a story
You: a story never told before
You: this story starts in the deep abyss of my soul
You: as a young boy, Soul discovered he was very sad.
Stranger: I'm listening
You: he lived his life in a dark corner, eating the cobwebs and emptiness like they were a box of cheez-its after a fat blunt of kush.
You: his parents, who abondoned him at a young, young age, were degenerate scum and he blamed them for his predicament every day of his life.
You: as the days went by, Soul grew into a young man, full of wonder and curiosity.
You: his struggle to leave the Dark Abyss of My Soul led him to meet new friends who would take him on wonderful journeys filled with lights and sounds he had never heard before
You: but those are stories for other times.
You: this one story is about Soul and Soul alone.
You: Soul was young, but strong
You: Soul was young, but motivated.
You: Soul was young, and Soul was naive.
You: One day, a light came to the Dark Abyss of My Soul and it was obvious from the start that this light, in all of its glory, did not belong
You: this light, so beautiful and artistic in its very form, began to try and befriend Soul.
You: it showed him things he had never seen outside of his dark corner.
You: it fed him things he had never tasted before
You: it nourished him with its happiness and wonder.
You: then the light left.
You: the Abyss had never been darker and Soul was very sad.
You: for exactly 11 days he cried. Soul had never felt so abandoned. the only time he could think of being worse than this was when he had awoken inside of the Dark Abyss of My Soul and realized that his parents had left him there.
You: when Soul had cried all he could he stood up.
You: Soul couldn't stand it anymore.
You: in a fit of rage, close in comparison to that of the wrath of a higher power, Soul exploded and broke through the dark walls of the Abyss.
You: Soul continued to expand beyond the boundaries of his recent prison, reaching into the world that housed the deceitful light.
You: As soon as Light realized what was going on there was nothing he could do.
You: Soul had embraced Light and with a swift motion, Soul killed him.
You: the world fell into an Abyss and Soul was once again, alone.
You: Darkness
You: Blackness
You: your retinas cannot adjust because there is no Light
You: the sound of a gunshot
You: the flash from the barrel of the gun spreads throughout the world, now giving way to the carnage that lay there on the floor.
You: a bullet had pierced Soul, and Light had taken control of the world again
You: The End.
You: i need another blunt tbh.
Stranger: my bad, I have none
You: its cool. i've got one.
You: hope you enjoyed it as much as i did
Stranger: haha, definitely
You: i'm glad
Stranger: so you depressed?
You: nope.
You: you?
Stranger: sad story to write for somebody that isn't depressed
Stranger: I'm cool
You: but Light won.
You: how is that sad?
Stranger: Seemed like the story was more aobut Soul, who died?
Stranger: about^
You: sure it started with Soul, but Light won in the end.
You: Soul wanted to make the World like his Abyss and Light prevailed.
Stranger: I see, I see
i'll start.
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: oh yeah....
Stranger: yeah?
You: you know....
You: you do know, don't you?
You: what am i saying? how could you not?
Stranger: nope
Stranger: not a clue
You: really?!
You: that's a shame...
Stranger: enlighten me? D:
You: are you ready to go on a journey?
Stranger: hells yes
You: i want to tell you a story
You: a story never told before
You: this story starts in the deep abyss of my soul
You: as a young boy, Soul discovered he was very sad.
Stranger: I'm listening
You: he lived his life in a dark corner, eating the cobwebs and emptiness like they were a box of cheez-its after a fat blunt of kush.
You: his parents, who abondoned him at a young, young age, were degenerate scum and he blamed them for his predicament every day of his life.
You: as the days went by, Soul grew into a young man, full of wonder and curiosity.
You: his struggle to leave the Dark Abyss of My Soul led him to meet new friends who would take him on wonderful journeys filled with lights and sounds he had never heard before
You: but those are stories for other times.
You: this one story is about Soul and Soul alone.
You: Soul was young, but strong
You: Soul was young, but motivated.
You: Soul was young, and Soul was naive.
You: One day, a light came to the Dark Abyss of My Soul and it was obvious from the start that this light, in all of its glory, did not belong
You: this light, so beautiful and artistic in its very form, began to try and befriend Soul.
You: it showed him things he had never seen outside of his dark corner.
You: it fed him things he had never tasted before
You: it nourished him with its happiness and wonder.
You: then the light left.
You: the Abyss had never been darker and Soul was very sad.
You: for exactly 11 days he cried. Soul had never felt so abandoned. the only time he could think of being worse than this was when he had awoken inside of the Dark Abyss of My Soul and realized that his parents had left him there.
You: when Soul had cried all he could he stood up.
You: Soul couldn't stand it anymore.
You: in a fit of rage, close in comparison to that of the wrath of a higher power, Soul exploded and broke through the dark walls of the Abyss.
You: Soul continued to expand beyond the boundaries of his recent prison, reaching into the world that housed the deceitful light.
You: As soon as Light realized what was going on there was nothing he could do.
You: Soul had embraced Light and with a swift motion, Soul killed him.
You: the world fell into an Abyss and Soul was once again, alone.
You: Darkness
You: Blackness
You: your retinas cannot adjust because there is no Light
You: the sound of a gunshot
You: the flash from the barrel of the gun spreads throughout the world, now giving way to the carnage that lay there on the floor.
You: a bullet had pierced Soul, and Light had taken control of the world again
You: The End.
You: i need another blunt tbh.
Stranger: my bad, I have none
You: its cool. i've got one.
You: hope you enjoyed it as much as i did
Stranger: haha, definitely
You: i'm glad
Stranger: so you depressed?
You: nope.
You: you?
Stranger: sad story to write for somebody that isn't depressed
Stranger: I'm cool
You: but Light won.
You: how is that sad?
Stranger: Seemed like the story was more aobut Soul, who died?
Stranger: about^
You: sure it started with Soul, but Light won in the end.
You: Soul wanted to make the World like his Abyss and Light prevailed.
Stranger: I see, I see
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