MMM's Classic Literature

[MMM]

It's a thing where I write whatever the heck I want. I have some ideas, and I wanted to do this, so some stuff is coming up.

(under reconstruction)

Table of Contents:

Spoiler

Miscellaneous

Isolation

Secret Chairs

Come Back Tomorrow (I guess it's finished)

Part 1

 

Part 4

Outsider (active?)

Part 1

The Floor is Lava (finished)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3 

Part 4

 

 

Edited October 7, 2017 by MMM

[The Guy With the Computer]

Following.

[MMM]

Isolation

Every day, normal human civilization presses on as it is. Regular issues are continuously presented in a never ending cycle. However, millions of feet beneath the ground of an abandoned desert city is a small white hole. It's never been discovered, or even thought of. However, one day, a small substance began to grow out of thin air. It formed into an egg, and out popped a baby. The baby didn't have any specific origins, but a possibility was that it was birthed by the hole, without reasoning. The baby tried to find away out of the hole, but couldn't, he was trapped.

He stayed here for another year, with no luck. He wondered, in his infant self, what was going on around him, unaware of the concept of life, or the concept of....anything else. The hole was all he knew at that point. And, it was all he would ever know. On his second birthday, he began to grow desperate. It felt as though he was trapped in an elevator. He hydrated himself from small water tunnels that were buried through the city's ground long ago, as the water began to slowly drop and fall apart, and ate his nails for survival. Year after year after year, the hope grew smaller. At age ten, he began to grow too big for the hole, so the hole grew ever so slightly. He began to scream out for help.

Being someone who was millions of feet under the ground and isolated in a tiny hole, no one that could help heard him, and even on the above desert city, no one was around for 100 miles. However, a worm near the hole did hear him, but didn't really care. Age 14 was when he slowly began to descent into insanity. He began seeing visions, and began to talk to them. "Can you help me?", he always asked the visions. This was the first time he ever spoke, something he never learned to do, which was rather strange. This went on for years, and he began slamming and banging the hole, screaming like a gorilla.

Around this same time, an explorer in the abandoned desert was looking for buried treasure, and dug deeper and deeper, until he heard insane yelling, like he'd never heard before....the man. The explorer had dug a hole big enough so that could fully move around, and the hole could be visible for him. The man screamed, "EEELLLPP! I NEED EELP! GIMME OUTTA HERE!", in a drunken sounding voice. The explorer quietly backed up, and then plunged back down towards the hole. He smashed a hole in it, and the man exclaimed, "GET OUT OF HERE YOU SCUM YOU'RE BLOCKING MY WAY", not even grateful for his rescue, but desperate to get out. However, the hole began to close just as the explorer was still dragging the man up, so the explorer's head snapped off.

The man sat there in silence for several hours, but then got the random out of nowhere idea to use the explorer's body as a battering ram. He tried it, as the hole was no big enough for him to do so, but it didn't work. He accidentally let go of the body, and as it fell, it crushed him to death, and the hole disappeared. No one remembered the man, but the explorer's disappearance is still a widely talked about subject to this day. Crews are still scattered out in the desert city looking for the explorer, as it was his last known location, but the man was never known or remembered, and that might just be the for the best.

R.I.P.

Man (Hole)

April 9, 1995 - July 31, 2012

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R.I.P.

The Explorer (Jim Woodson)

December 18, 1975 - July 31, 2012

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[MMM]

 The Floor is Lava (Chapter 1)

 

You think of them as just games. When you're a kid, and you really have nothing else to do, not a care in the world, not any homework, you want something to do. It could be a puzzle, basketball, video game, or just run around. Sometimes, you just to use your imagination. This can bring a wide variety of craziness. Our story began in 2007, with a boy named Don standing on his bookshelf. He stared at the floor, and then looked around, as if in a broad, open field. He then flipped over to his nearby bed, onto a desk, onto a chair, onto a box, onto a stray old stuffed animal, all without touching the floor, However, he had already done five laps around the room, all without the floor, in a game he frequently called "The Floor is Lava". He played it often, not having many friends or much a busy schedule. He had become a master at this game, but always tried to take new risks with it. Having jumped through several pre-placed objects in the main hall, he slid down the stair rail, but leaned to far to the left, and the last of the game a scream and a crunch.

 

When Don went to school the next day, his arm was barraged with sharpies. Luckily, his cast made his arm still fully functional, but he still felt angered at himself. This could have been easily prevented if he wasn't so stupid. After a long day at school (I suppose the attention was nice but he never exactly cared for any), he decided to give up The Floor is Lava for good. After talking to one of his only friends on the phone about his decision, they yelled out, "QUIT? YOU CAN'T QUIT!". This friend hadn't yet heard of the accident, as he went to a different school. Don then explained it to him, and the friend went silent and then put down the phone. Don had to find a new hobby, so he went down to his Dad's old N64, but his broken arm made it much harder for him to get to the buttons. He felt like he was trapped..what else?

Edited October 7, 2017 by MMM

[abisert]

2. The Floor is Lava (Chapter 1)

 

You think of them as just games. When you're a kid, and you really have nothing else to do, not a care in the world, not any homework, you want something to do. It could be a puzzle, basketball, video game, or just run around. Sometimes, you just to use your imagination. This can bring a wide variety of craziness. Our story began in 2007, with a boy named Don standing on his bookshelf. He stared at the floor, and then looked around, as if in a broad, open field. He then flipped over to his nearby bed, onto a desk, onto a chair, onto a box, onto a stray old stuffed animal, all without touching the floor, However, he had already done five laps around the room, all without the floor, in a game he frequently called "The Floor is Lava". He played it often, not having many friends or much a busy schedule. He had become a master at this game, but always tried to take new risks with it. Having jumped through several pre-placed objects in the main hall, he slid down the stair rail, but leaned to far to the left, and the last of the game a scream and a crunch.

 

When Don went to school the next day, his arm was barraged with sharpies. Luckily, his cast made his arm still fully functional, but he still felt angered at himself. This could have been easily prevented if he wasn't so stupid. After a long day at school (I suppose the attention was nice but he never exactly cared for any), he decided to give up The Floor is Lava for good. After talking to one of his only friends on the phone about his decision, they yelled out, "QUIT? YOU CAN'T QUIT!". This friend hadn't yet heard of the accident, as he went to a different school. Don then explained it to him, and the friend went silent and then put down the phone. Don had to find a new hobby, so he went down to his Dad's old N64, but his broken arm made it much harder for him to get to the buttons. He felt like he was trapped..what else?

 

I cannot wait for the next chapter.

[The Guy With the Computer]

That was epic.

[MMM]

Come Back Tomorrow (Chapter 1)

 

Have you ever met a four year old? They don't have much going on, as a result much to worry about. They also like to wander around a lot. Not really paying attention, to the bigger issues of life, only what flavored popsicle they might receive this afternoon. It varies between four year olds, but a percent of them seem to be quite average. One of this average sort would be Carl, a four year old in Missouri who spent a lot of time flinging the garden hose at his face. Of course, this always happened to be when no one was around, but when someone did catch him, he would run off into the backyard woods aimlessly. One crisp summer afternoon, he was feeling especially hyper, after consuming a gallon of plain sugar for no particular reason, he sprayed hose water all over his face, clothes, house, porch, dog, and his mom's garden. His mom came out and had a seething look on her face. Without question, Carl ran off.

 

He ran through his backyard woods than he ever had before, and had a distant idea of becoming "an outlaw", or what he heard on his dad's late night TV dramas when sneaking downstairs. He had ideas about what outlaws were, but he wasn't exactly sure. He ran in a direction of his backyard that he'd never gone before, as his backyard was massive. There was a lot of roots and twigs, so he had to be careful. However, he didn't know this, as he was looking forward to see where to go next. This led to him, get his shoe caught in a root, so he slowly fell to the ground. When he looked up, the clouds began to form into one, and made a loud swishing noise. Carl had heard about "tornadoes" before, through his mom, and he knew they looked like whatever this was, but he was puzzled entirely by this. The clouds hit the ground and began to form into a human-like monster.

Edited October 7, 2017 by MMM

[The Guy With the Computer]

That ended well, didn't it?

Really, though, I'm intrigued at how the next chapter will go.

[MMM]

This is going to be much shorter, because it's more of a setup for the next chapter.

 

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The Floor is Lava (Chapter 2)

 

Despite this, after two months of pain, agony, limitations and regret, Don's arm was fully functional again. He had vowed to never play The Floor is Lava again, something his parents highly approved of. Now being fully able to play his N64, he slowly began to isolate himself in his room with the likes of Goldeneye, Banjo Kazooie, and Super Mario. He had completely changed, it was like he was a different person. Unlike the hyper, adventurous kid that the world had seen before him, he only ever left his room to eat and go to school. He had become a zombie, in a bittersweet sort of way. No one really said much to him anymore, and this lifestyle was fine with him, for the most part. However, sometimes, he wanted more.

 

One time, he was playing Goldeneye 007, on the hardest level in the game, a bonus level. He had gotten incredibly close to the end, to a part of the level he had never gone before. He had heard about this part before, from a friend. A former friend. His hands were shaking and sweating, and he begin to forget everything he had heard about this level. Don began to flail out of control, the slightly primitively generated James Bond character seemingly going insane. The enemies began to get to him, his health drained in only a couple seconds. Don himself finally went insane, screaming, rolling around on the floor, throwing things, his parents too scared to check on him. He began to bash the controller against his head (he had other ones, either way), as it began to fall apart into pieces. Some odd shaped chips flew out and stuck to his forehead. No, they really were stuck. He couldn't get them off. Don began to feel scared..what was going on? He felt a strange sensation, and heard a loud squishing noise, and when he touched the same spot on his forehead, the chips were gone.

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[MMM]

The Floor is Lava (Chapter 3)

Let's rewind back exactly ten years.

June 20, 1997

Legend has it that 1 in every 5,000,000 Nintendo 64s have abnormal chips in the bottom left corner in the controller, that can fly out into the player's head, controlling their mind of the player upon impact of a hard surface. There had been strange events focusing around three people that had seemingly gone insane, proceeding to physically and mentally destroy their families, all with blank eyes, an abnormally deep voice, holding a broken N64 controller. Number one, Ronald Ferman, being an at-home metalsmith, was carrying a massive block of metal to his work desk, accidentally dropped it on his N64 controller, the 5 millionth sold. Number two, Lyle Carpenter, had troubles with vision since the age of seven. After preparing himself a peanut butter and cheese sandwich and sitting down to eat it in front of the TV, he accidentally took a bite out of the controller, the 10 millionth sold. Number three, Allison Prattle, being given the 15 millionth N64, had a talent for playing Mario Kart 64 with only her teeth, once messed up a world record run of a track due to a distraction outside, began shaking the controller in her mouth, accidentally spitting it out, rebounding the controller into her nose. The video game community waited next to see who would claim the 20,000,000th. 

Steve Stevens had finally saved up enough extra money to buy an N64. It had been a great time for him, as he and his wife were excepting a son they had already named "Don". However, he was also excited for the N64, especially as this came with Super Mario 64, a game his friends had told him about. He made his purchase, and he was scanned it at the checkout line, something strange happened. Confetti and balloons began to rain down on him, as a buzzer began to blare and ring. The cashier took out a note card and began to read in a monotone way, "Congratulations. You are the 20 millionth person to buy an N64.". As a crowd began to form, so did lots of screaming and running away. Steve Stevens had never heard about the N64 curse, and had no idea of what was going on. He wasn't given any particular prize, except for the cashier whispering in his ear, "Good luck.". Steve was still incredibly confused, but did nothing else but run to his room and plug it in. He began on Super Mario 64, enjoying the thrill of Bob Omb Battlefield, when his TV began to glitch out. 

The TV had automatically switched to the local news channel, with a sweaty reporter exclaiming, "Local resident Steve Stevens has bought the 20,000,000th N64 worldwide. This afternoon at Shopping Land, a crowd began to gather, as a cashier proudly Steve's inevitable....insanity.". It then cut back to the game. Steve was mortified, and never even touched the N64 afterwards. His wife had given him Goldeneye and Banjo Kazooie as a birthday present later that year, in hopes of getting him back on it (Steve felt sort of different after the news report and she didn't want him to waste his money), but it didn't work. At the same time, in a dingy old building, an evil old man with hair slowly falling out began to laugh. He had been the one to malfunction that one in every five million N64s. He had the shipment with one of them sent to him, and after some quick changes, he sent the box to stores. He hoped this fourth guy's insanity would as amusing to watch as the last three. He would just have to wait and see.

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This was also sort of a setup chapter, but you'll see where i'm going with this soon enough.

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[MMM]

The Floor is Lava (Chapter 4)

The evil man had invisible security cameras installed in Steve's home, in places he'd never think to look...places like a closed off corner of the attic. However, to his inevitable dismay, he had seen no peculiar action with the guy's N64. He had no particular mind control powers or something, so there was nothing he could do. He hoped as the son, Don, began to evolve, he would grow an interest for video games, but that began to be out of the question, as he spent lots of his time hopping upon bedroom objects in a game, he apparently called "The Floor is Lava". But, in the spring of 2007, he began to get attracted to the old N64. The man began to jump for joy, obviously happy, but still waiting for Don to get possessed by the chips. One fateful afternoon, however, Don was playing Goldeneye 007, and taking out his anger on the controller, he smashed the controller up, the chips dissolving into his head. Perfectly executed!

Don had no idea what was going on, but soon enough, felt no need to be confused. As the chips began to take over his brain, his eyes began to move around by themselves. They rolled far back into his head, and the blank circles that still stood turned green. His arms and legs went motionless, and began to bend in strange places. His hair began to fade away, and his skin began turning all sorts of strange colors, before turning back to it's original color, strangely enough. His bones began to rearrange themselves, and finally, Don began to levitate. In a swish of fire, the evil man appeared in front of him, displaying an evil laugh. In a monotone and eerie way, Don replied "Hello, master.". The man replied with, "Yes, hello, boy. Is there any specific requests I shall fulfill?", With the remaining thought and memory that Don had before all of this, he remembered the last time he had played The Floor is Lava. He remembered slipping, he remembered pain, he remembered limitations, he remembered annoyances of "Can I sign your cast?"...all of this tracing back to that rechid game. Don then replied, in his possessed voice, "I wish the floor really WAS lava.".

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[MMM]

Secret Chairs

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There was once a chair

He stood right there

Every Wednesday

He went away

To a different place

Not to anyone's face

It was a secret club

For a bunch of chair schlubs

No outsider had known

What secret these chairs had sewn

They liked to talk about chair things

Butcher knifes and doorbell rings

This was a good way 

One to get away

It carried on this way for years

But they still always had fears

That an outsider would discover

And the chairs would not be able to cover

The club they had hidden

With security equipment they had ridden

One hot Wednesday afternoon

Chairs everywhere heard the call of the loon

The signal for a meeting 

His time before running to the place was fleeting

He transported to the lead chair's house

As he passed by, he slipped on a blouse

It made a loud bang

The people inside the house thought, "Oh, dang."

They rushed over the chair

Not even thinking of a repair 

They'd never seen this chair before

Then not only him, they saw more

The club had been discovered

There was no way it could have been covered

 

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[MMM]

Come Back Tomorrow (Chapter 2)

Carl was immediately hypnotized. Instead of the roaring beast he had imagined, it gave off an amazing, sensational feeling. It was a glowing, colorful, but somehow, someway, Carl believed it was a manifestation of everything that he had ever wanted. The manifestation spoke to him, saying, "Hello, young boy.". Still being at a very young age, Carl couldn't think of anything to say, and didn't think to run away. The manifestation continued, "I will reveal all of the secrets of the universe of you....if you just, come back tomorrow.". The manifestation began to swirl back into clouds, and Carl ran off, hoping his mom had forgotten about the garden hose incident. He went through the rest of the day, as a normal, four year old kid. That night, he couldn't sleep. So, about an hour after midnight, he went right back to where he was when he first met the spirit. Right on cue, it began to form.

Indeed, the manifestation, told Carl all the supposed "secrets of the universe", and Carl was amazing at all the knowledge he had just gained. Carl innocently asked for more, but the manifestation once again, replied, "Come back tomorrow.". Carl ran back to his bed before his parents noticed, and the manifestation began to swirl back into the clouds. When he came up back into the sky, he turned into a strange looking cloud creature. He went over to a run down wooden house, and went inside. Another cloud was waiting in there for him, jumping at his return. He blurted out, "SO, HAVE YOU DONE ANYTHING YET?". The first cloud manifestation said, "Oh, sort of. I told him all those things I saw in Leonard's diary...told him it was all the secrets of the universe", both pausing to chuckle. He then continued, "He's gonna keep coming back until I get what I want..what we want.".

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[The Guy With the Computer]

Nice rhymes on "Secret Chairs."

[MMM]

9. The Floor is Lava (Chapter 5)

Indeed, the man granted Don's wish, to a surprisingly massive effect. It first went unnoticed, but suspicious events began to rise. On the 2007 fourth of July, Ned Mackles, an eight year old, was found in melted and shriveled pieces on the floor of his bedroom, with strangely colored blobs dotted around him. There was no possible murderer in sight, and an autopsy revealed that he had burned, melted to death after falling from some supposed object. There was no more possible information, and for the time, it remained a strange and unknown death. About a couple weeks later, ten year old Logan Norching had a similar case, with more suspicions beginning to rise. It seemed like there was some sort of lava substance on the floor, but not much else was known. The wish wasn't in full effect yet, but it was beginning to take shape, explaining why not every Floor is Lava player had burned to death.

As the weeks and months went on, more and more floor-lava deaths occurred, as the wish was finally beginning to take on it's full form. By the end of 2007, 1,092 deaths from the Floor is Lava had began reported, in something coincidentally titled "the Floor is Lava phenomenon". Around Halloween, it had been officially realized that the deaths had been done by slipping from an object and falling on a lava like floor, and a pattern was found, showing it was done by playing the game "The Floor is Lava". It seemed that the game had become real, instead a figment of the imagination, due to unknown circumstances. People worldwide stopped playing the game, but deaths still occurred to due low ability of resistance, simply not being aware of the problem, or at least by pure accident. Floors were coated with strange substances in hopes of quarantine. kids being duct taped to bookshelves, desks or beds, but to no luck. 

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When the Ned Mackles death had originally been reported, Steve Stevens didn't really pay much attention to it. When more deaths were reported, along with everyone else, his attention rose. Then, he remembered how his son used to play that game. He was quickly scared, but then realized he hadn't heard much of that anymore. However, he still finally decided to check on Don, and was horrified. Don was still possessed, his limp body levitating, leaning to the side, lifeless, eyes still blank, and all. Looking around, Steve saw the old N64, remembering his purchase of the 20,000,000th unit. He and his wife spent the next couple days digging a hole that went 20 miles deep into the ground, throwing the N64 and Don in there, to rest for eternity. By the fall of 2008, the Floor is Lava phenomenon was still an issue, a couple thousand more deaths being reported. However, one day at the Stevens home, Steve stepped out of bed, and his foot began to melt.

[The Guy With the Computer]

However, one day at the Stevens home, Steve stepped out of bed, and his foot began to melt.

Uh-oh...

[MMM]

Sorry, you guys. I was gonna do a couple things on this over the weekend, but I didn't so...yeah.

[The Guy With the Computer]

That's okay. Take your time.

[MMM]

10. Come Back Tomorrow (Chapter 3)

Three months passed, every day of those three months, Carl came back into the woods to see the monster, growing an attraction to it. It felt like a friend he could talk to. That's how it acted, and that's how Carl liked it. One warm fall morning, it was time for Carl to do his daily routine of meeting and talking with the monster in his backyard woods. He slowly waited for it to appear from the clouds, but something...different happened. The clouds began to turn into flames, and shot down to a foot above the ground in seconds, becoming a massive, crackling fireball. Carl wanted to run away, but he had seemingly become paralyzed from the legs down. This sensation immediately rushed up to fill his entire body, Carl walked toward the fireball, but it quickly engulfed him, and in the fireball, his body began to stretch out in strange ways, and the fireball grew larger.

In an eerie way, it just stood there, for several house. Carl's dad grew concerned, and being overprotective, he also ran aimlessly into the background woods, somewhere he knew Carl went daily, despite not knowing what he did there, and why he went there. He always figured that Carl just went there to escape, to play some imaginative game. He excepted anything but a massive fireball where something that LOOKED like his now five year old son was seemingly now inhabiting. For the first time since the fireball had been formed, the form spoke. It said, "We will contain all. We will contain you, and the rest of your family, and the rest of the universe. No escapes are possible.", in an impossibly monotone and robotic voice, like something out of a sci fi film. The dad, too, had become paralyzed, and, he too, was engulfed into the fireball. For the first time, the fireball began turning red, then orange, then green, and repeating in a very slow cycle, moved out of the woods, towards the rest of the world.

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[MMM]

11. The Floor is Lava (Chapter 6)

He jumped back onto the bed, with only half of his right foot left. The rest of had melted off in a peculiar fashion, and it's remaining areas were dripping onto the floor, and upon touching the floor, getting burnt, and simmering slowly out of existence. Steve felt all of this happened, and thought for a minute. He wondered what was going on, why his foot was melted and burnt off, He took one more step out of bed, and his foot melted some more, almost like it was burnt by the floor. Steve came to the conclusion that it had something to do with this "Floor is Lava" phenomenon, and just then, his wife was beginning to wake up, and also, had a melted foot just seconds later. In the midst of screaming in pain and shock, Steve explained to her that the floor must have turned into lava all over the house, and thinking fast, she reached for the glue bin in the nearby drawer, and grabbed a couple sticks. 

Steve had a strange look on his face, but his wife quickly told him, "We can use these to stick to those walls, hopefully those aren't burnt!". He nodded, approving another one of his wife's clever ideas. The two vigorously rubbed the glue on their hands, and jumped to the wall standing above their bed. The glue, somehow did manage to keep them stuck to the wall, but they fell back onto the bed to glue their feet. Finally, they were able to click to the wall, Looking down beneath them, they saw the floor turning into visible lava, and things such as doors, sinks, the ironing board, all slowly melting into ash. the lava floor began to entirely disappear, slowly melting into a threatening, but dwindling fireball. Even the wall slowly began to disintegrate, and ten minutes later, the house was reduced to only a few spots of wall, and many spots of melted objects. 

All over the world, people were having the same problem. People who weren't even related to the Floor is Lava, or even knew of it had homes that were demolished by lava, sprouting from the floors, and moving up towards the walls. The evil man had decided to go one step beyond with Don's original wish, and decided to destroy the entire planet from this "Floor is Lava" game. Every minute, many burned to death, had their possessions destroyed, and even did the glue idea, which didn't always work. There was no escape in the world. Don's possessed corpse, still buried underground, but engulfed, sensed all of this, and rose out from the ground. He was immune to the lava, and went over to his parents, some of the last remaining people on the planet.

The evil man, at the same time, decided enough was enough, and shot a lava-covered nuclear bomb at the entire planet. When the Stevens couple saw Don, they were incredibly surprised and scared, So much so, in fact, right when the bomb was about to hit, the couple fell off the wall is surprise, but instead of burning to death, they actually survived, due to the timing with the bomb. When it did hit, it did so to a spectacularly disastrous reaction. Every remaining thing on the planet was obliterated to pieces, including the evil man. It was all wiped out, continent by continent, there were explosions, natural disasters going off everywhere. The only known survivors were the Stevens family, and they found themselves strangely floating in space, watching the destruction of the planet. The explosions reset Don's brain, and he woke up normal again.