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  1. Yup. In celebration of 10 years of spin-offs, I'm going to be remastering all 72 chapters of my first spin-off on tv.com. It'll be in a Squid format, with better grammar, structure and pretty much everything. Stay tuned for its premiere during SOF8!
  2. Future Shock Chapter 1: Photographic Memories One beautiful morning in Bikini Bottom, SpongeBob was in front of his pineapple house with Patrick, Sandy, and Gary. He was playing with the new camera he got for his birthday. “Okay, smile!” SpongeBob said before he took Patrick, Sandy, and Gary’s picture. The camera flashed, and SpongeBob laughed cheerfully while stating, “These will be the memories we’ll remember years from now.” “How many?” Patrick curiously asked. “I don’t know, ten? Twenty?” “Oh…we’ll be old.” Patrick realized, looking a bit shocked. But SpongeBob put his comforting hand on Patrick’s shoulder. “Yes, we will. But we’ll always be together forever.” He responded with a warm smile. “Ya darn tootin’ we will.” Sandy added, smiling as well. “Hey, I gotta go home and get to work on my machine.” When Sandy was about to leave, SpongeBob called out, “Wait, Sandy! Can’t we take just one more picture?” “Okay, sure.” Sandy responded with a shrug as she walked back to her friends. Before he took the picture, he looked around and saw his neighbor, Squidward, walking to work. Before he could get very far, SpongeBob yelled out, “Hey Squidward, come be in the picture with us!” “No.” He answered back bitterly before continuing onward. “Aw, come on, Squidward, don’t be a party pooper!” Sandy urged, trying to get him to join in. “Yeah, it’ll be fun!” SpongeBob agreed as well, jumping up and down. Patrick joined in trying to convince Squidward, “It’ll help us remember you in ten or twenty years!” With a growl of annoyance, Squidward finally gave in and reluctantly responded, “Fine.” He walked over to the group and stood next to Patrick, Sandy, and Gary. SpongeBob was adjusting the camera on the tripod to autotimer. When the clock started to count, SpongeBob ran over and stood in the middle of the group. Everyone except Squidward said “cheese” and smiled brightly until the camera flashed as it took their picture. Afterwards, Sandy got ready to leave as she said, “Well, gotta go. Bye y’all.” “Goodbye, Sandy!” SpongeBob and Patrick said as they waved good bye. “Well, I’m leaving before we make anymore ‘precious memories’.” Squidward said with a frown as he walked away. SpongeBob waved goodbye and called out, “Okay, Squidward, see ya at work!” But then, SpongeBob slapped his forehead as he remembered, “Work? Oh no, I almost forgot. Today’s the day of the ‘Two-For-One Patty Special’, a special day where you can buy an extra patty for a dollar more.” “Didn’t something happen last time?” Patrick asked. Right when he was about to take a step, SpongeBob froze as he got a shocked look on his face, remembering the terrible thing that happened on that day, but he shook it off and laughed nervously. “Let’s not talk about that.” “Talk about what?” Patrick asked, looking clueless. “See ya later!” SpongeBob called before he left for his job at the Krusty Krab.
  3. This is a Spin-off/Literature that I'm creating for Spin-off Festival 7! It will be split into 2 Parts. Part One is coming soon!
  4. Narrator: Ahh. A new day dawns on Bikini Botto- *Loud Rumbling Noise* Narrator: Uh-oh. *Cut to SpongeBob’s bedroom, where SpongeBob is awoken by the rumbling noise* SpongeBob: Ahh! Seaquake! *SpongeBob jumps out of his bed and runs around franticly while yelling.* Gary: Meow. *The rumbling stops* SpongeBob: *Whew.* Glad that’s ove- *He looks out his window only to see the damage done by the seaquake.* SpongeBob: Uh-oh. *His clock then goes off.* SpongeBob: Well. Guess I better get to work. *SpongeBob gets ready and goes to the Krusty Krab* SpongeBob: SQUIDWARD! Did you see the seaquake?! Squidward: SpongeBob, It’s just a seaquake. Everything will be normal again in no time at all. *Rumbling starts again, as the Krusty Krab starts to fall apart* S.Bob and S.ward: AHH! *They dive for shelter, as the krusty krab totally falls in on itself.* (END OF PART ONE)
  5. This is a new series where Squidward has the most annoying times with SpongeBob and Patrick Annoy Squidward NOTE: the lit as been cancelled
  6. This is a series of 5 chapters where Mr. Krabs and friends finding buried treasure across the sea Mr. Krab's Treasure Adventure! Chapters: 1. Get Ready To Sail 2. Across The Sea 3. Jellybeans and Plankton 4. The Island and Treasure 5. Your Loyal Crew Matters
  7. Squidtalk!: The Squidward Talk Show Description: This is a new series where Squidward does a talk show but it doesn't go right sometimes Pilot: Episodes: S1E1: Chum Bucket Discussion S1E2: SquilliamTalk! S1E3: This is Disgusting
  8. So this is a Spin-Offs series where two episodes will be combined to create a whole new episode where different stuff happens, but based on the original two episodes! If you want to make a suggestion, feel free! 1. Restaurant Fancy (Squilliam Returns + House Fancy) 2. Baby Games (Squidward the Unfriendly Ghost + Squid Baby) (Renegade the Santacorn) Restaurant Fancy Once upon a tentacle, Squidward was drudging along to his least favorite place in the world – the Krusty Krab. Not only were SpongeBob and Mr. Krabs constantly there, but Patrick tried to be a frequent customer (well, whenever he found enough money on the ground to cover the bill) as well. He emotionlessly slid through the double doors, across the kelp green wood, and into the register boat. As he opened his new Dance Monthly to the first page, a spongy hand stuck itself in front of the words. “Squidward! Squidward!” the little yellow loofah excitedly shouted. “What.” was the cashier’s empty reply. “Guess whose turn it is to take a lunch break?” “Mine?” said the octopus with excitement. Mr. Krabs had finally allowed them lunch breaks, but to save money on labor, he forced them to take breaks on alternating days, so that one employee wasn’t away from their station two days in a row. “Oh, really?” quizzed the ocean-blue eyes, twig of a nose, and the buck-toothed smile. “Didn’t you have one yesterday?” “Oh of course, SpongeBob. I guess you should take one, since you don’t really like work all that much anyways.” “AHH! No!” shouted the employee of the month. He quickly ran back to the grill. “I think I’ll sit this one out, Squidward. The ice cubes need inventoried, anyways.” Squidward grabbed a sandy paper bag full of meager vittles and walked through the kitchen, definitely not acknowledging SpongeBob on the way to the back lot. As the cephalopod opened the back door, he looked listlessly at the “furniture” - a closed dumpster as a table, and a closed trash can as a chair. It was times like this that Squidward rather hoped that he could get sick off of the germs and sue Mr. Krabs, but as Sponge would have said, “The customers’ happiness scares the germies away, Squidsy!” That box of bran flakes was always focused on their satisfaction. One would think that Squidward, being in a service field, would as well, but ever since he graduated community college, his life was just a constant blur of waiting to get noticed and spirited away from his annoying life sandwiched between two annoying neighbors to a life of clarinet fame. He’d never tell it to anyone, but his “award” in high school for “Most Likely to Suck Eggs” seemed to be a great big “Mission Accomplished!” In fact, he was the first person to ever get the award, and the last one too before it was shut down. Now who even suggested it… Squilvia? Sadie? S… Squilliam waltzed up to Squidward’s impromptu meal and announced his presence with a “Hello-oh!” Barnacles. Dirty barnacles. The one person who Squid hated yet never went to the Krusty Krab… was there. “How’s the service industry now?” announced the unibrowed octopus with all the schadenfreude he could muster. Squidward just stuttered and tried to come up with an excuse once he saw Squilliam’s affluent buds come up behind him. Was Squilliam TRYING to embarrass him? “I think it’s going great! But then again, it’s hard to have a good perspective on it when you own your own restaurant. That’s why Nicholas Withers is coming to Squilliam’s Eats to crown it the Most Fancy Restaurant in Bikini Bottom. I know it’s a little presumptive, Squiddy, but there aren’t any competitors! It’s gonna be easier than flushing your clarinet down the toilet, but that’s A-OK with me!” he chortled. “Now if you’ll excuse me, me and the associates are going to get back to my balloon/hot tub.” Squidward felt a little guilty about lying, but he had to take the one opportunity in a long time to rub Squilliam’s face in – and in front of the fancy Nicky Withers, to boot. “D-don’t be so sure, Squilliam! I have a new restaurant… and-and it’s called… Squiddly Eats! Yeah! And it will knock the socks off yours!” Squilliam replied “Oh really? Well, Nicky is gonna come check Monday! Ta ta!” as he and his gang walked away laughing. Squidward’s nose drooped as he realized what he had gotten himself into. He couldn’t cook anything without burning it – not even a milkshake! He ran back into the restaurant and into Mr. Krabs’ office. He pleaded with Mr. Krabs to let him sell Krabby Patties at his house so he could turn it into a fancy restaurant. Mr. Krabs replied “Oh, boo-hoo! Let me play a sad song for yeh on the world’s smallest violin!” “Mr. Krabs! This is serious!” “I know. This really is the world’s smallest violin. See?” said the cheapskate as he showed him a tiny plastic violin in the nape of his claw. “Mr. Krabs! Please help me run a restaurant for just one night! I really need to impress Squilliam!” “Squ- Sqa- Squilliam?” the crab replied as dollar signs appeared in his eyes. “The guy who made millions doing everything that you wish you could do?” “Don’t rub it in.” said the octopus, having heard that one before. “Why didn’t you tell me?” Mr. Krabs said as he shook Squid’s hand. “We’ll take him to the cleaner’s.” “Alright, men. Now listen up.” Squidward said to the audience in his living room - SpongeBob, Patrick, and Mr. Krabs. “We have to turn my house into a fancy restaurant as soon as possible.” he asserted. He realized that his least favorite neighbors were there, and wearing embarrassing army gear to boot. “SpongeBob! Patrick! What are you doing here!” “Ensign Spongebob, here to set sail for full flavor!” the poriferan responded. “I thought the core would help me straighten out my life, sir!” said the sea star. “Pat! This isn’t the… oh, beggars can’t be choosers. Can you take hats… in a dignified and sophisticated manner?” replied Squidward. “You mean like a weenie? Okay!” said Pat. “May I take your hat, sir? May I take your hat, sir? May I...” Patrick said in a cutesy voice before Squidward placed a tentacle over his mouth. “Alright. You’ve got the job.” The “manager” then set his sights on the crustacean. “Mr. Krabs, weren’t you once the head waiter on the S. S. Gourmet?” “Aye-aye!” he responded. “Then you’ll be our head waiter.” “What can I do?” said the sponge. “SpongeBob… I can’t believe I’m saying this, but could you please cook for us?” said the blue one with reluctance. “YEAH! WOO-HOO! BEST DAY EVER!” said the sponge as he flew to the classy kitchen. Squid rolled his eyes as he and Mr. Krabs went to the yard to set up the scenic tables. Squidward was simultaneously relaxing on his couch and questioning his life decisions when a yellow arm poked him on the shoulder. “Squidward, how do I cook for these fancy people?” “Well, SpongeBob, just cook Krabby Patties… but more tasteful.” “MORE tasteful?” said the sponge as he hugged Squidward and ran back into the kitchen. “Well, that’s done. Time to greet the patrons.” said he as he walked out and peeked out the door… to see no one. “I should have known. He was pulling a prank all along. Well, time to tell the guys that...” he started to say when he was interrupted by a hot-air balloon landing on his front yard. “- that Squilliam is already here! Squilliam! AHH!” “Hello, Squiddy.” said the monocled and rich octopus. “We’re ready to be dazzled by your five-star restaurant.” “Wait, Squilliam, let me explain!” Squid replied. “Explain what? That, you, Squidward Tentacles, thought you could turn a worn out bachelor pad into a five… star...” Squilliam gulped. “Restaurant?” Squidward’s house now called to mind an Ancient Greek forum, made with fresh, pearly marble. A fountain featuring Squidward sat where his coffee table used to. A woodwind band replaced his television. Squilliam and his friends gaped at the sight. Nicholas Withers held his microphone up to his mouth and said “Good evening, folks. On this episode of Food Fancy, we take a look at the restaurant that aims to dethrone Squilliam’s Eats – and what a show it is putting on! Can someone say ‘homina’?” “Table for ‘homina’? I can seat you immediately.” said a suddenly politer and fancier-dressed starfish. “Good evening sir, our special tonight is Squiddly Newburg.” the starfish greeted as he seated Nicholas, gave him a napkin, set a plate in front of him, and fed him. “We take the freshest cuts of aged, imported kelp, stuff them with herbs from our garden, wrap them in parchment with our award-winning shallot tapenade, slow-roast them for six hours in our wood-fired, clay-filled oven, or kiva, and serve them with a garnish of wilted coral on a mahogany plank.” “Mmm… this is fantastic.” stammered Nicholas. “Thank you, sir.” replied the star. “Pinch me, I must be dreaming.” said Squidward at the sight. “OUCH!” he yelled when Patrick did just that. “If you need anything else, just call.” the pink one pointed out. “Patrick, I can’t thank you enough for all you’re doing.” said the “owner”. “Oh, it’s nothing.” said the sea star as Squidward laughed his apparent joke off. The star rushed off to seat the other customers. “It worked - I can’t believe it! Nicky and Squilliam think that I own a five-star restaurant!” As Squilliam finished his meal, Squidward waltzed over and said the words. “Well, Squilliam, I’m waiting.” Tears welled up in Squilliam’s eyes as he realized what he had to do. “Alright, I admit it. The food… the atmosphere… everything’s flawless”. “In that case, I’ll need you to read this.” said Squid as he handed Squilliam a small card. “Squidward Tentacles-” “And I’ll need you to wear this.” he said while putting a Squidward #1 foam hand on Squilliam’s tentacle. “Squidward Tentacles has the fanciest -” “I’m sorry, one more time.” said Squidward as he held Nicky’s microphone to Squilliam. “Squidward Tentacles has the fanciest restaurant in Bikini Bottom… and he does not suck eggs.” said the billionaire to the Food Fancy audience. The whole restaurant cheered in agreement. Nicholas took his microphone back and said to Squidward “Squidward, I must tell you – thank you,” he said as Patrick gave him a chocolate-covered mint. “What really won me over was your brilliant waiter. It’s as if being a waiter requires absolutely no thought for him.” “Ha-ha, yeah.” said Squid with a chuckle as he remembered Patrick’s usually-dim nature. “I must know your name.” Nicholas said to Patrick. “My name?” said a suddenly-confused sea star. “Yes, your name.” the host said with a smile. “Small salad?” replied the starfish. “No, your name, son.” said a confused Nicky. “Fork on the left?” “Stop joking, tell him your name.” the anxious host said to Patrick. “My name?” said Patrick to himself. In Patrick’s imagination, one small Patrick was standing in a sea of white, riding a mechanical seahorse. “Wait.” said the imaginary starfish. “There’s something that my brain is trying to tell me. Something about a name...” The star thought for a moment before he realized something awful. “I THREW OUT HIS NAME!” Back in Squidward’s house, Patrick convulsed for a second before throwing the bowl of mints everywhere and screaming. Nicholas choked on the mint that he was eating as Squidward tried to console him. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what has gotten into that- WHA!” he shrieked as he saw what Patrick was up to. “More soup for your armpits?” said Patrick as he ran to another table and poured a bowl of hot soup into a man’s armpit. He ran to another table and said “Please enjoy the food!” as he slammed a couple’s heads into their bowls. “Would you like some cheese on that, sir?” he said to another patron as he grated the man’s pants onto the plate. The house turned into chaos as everybody, except for Squilliam and Nicholas Withers, ran around and screamed. “Well, folks… I don’t know what to say.” said Nicky as he stood next to Squidward and Squilliam, addressing the audience. “Go ahead.” nudged Squilliam with a wave of his arm. “Say it.” “Mr. Tentacles… you have ushered in a new era of food fanciness.” “I have.” Squidward gasped as he realized what Nicholas was getting at. “I have?” “You have portrayed the great underwater spirit of family eating… of chaos yet togetherness. I am awarding you the Most Fancy Restaurant in Bikini Bottom award and commissioning a new hour-long Food Fancy special about your restaurant. Tell me. Were there any inspirations to your genius?” “Well, not to toot my own horn...” said Squid. “But… nope!” He emitted a honking laugh. “Don’t worry, Squilliam.” said Patrick as he placed a consoling point on Squilliam’s shoulder. “Even though I can’t use my brain, maybe you can ask Mr. Krabs or Spongebob for tips.” Squilliam’s pupils dilated at the comparison to such a plebian crew. “They are personal friends of mine...” said he as Squilliam started crying. In Squilliam’s bedroom, Mr. Krabs and SpongeBob were trying to beat down the door, even though no one could hear them over the applause. “Patrick! Patrick, help! Please let us out!” The End Baby Games Once upon a bubble, a certain yellow sponge was running to a goal. He wasn’t a football player, a king, or even a football-playing king in space, but rather a fry cook. “Huff, huff”, he huffed. He threw a baby rattle to the other player, who proceeded to catch it and blow a bubble around it using a handle-powered bubble toy. The said other player, a starfish, watched it float over to a stack of alphabet blocks. The bubble popped and released the rattle upon touching the “G” block. “G7!” shouted the happy poriferan, who went by the name of SpongeBob. “Patrick needs his bottle!” said the third-person-speaking star as he ran into a coral tree and proceeded to crash into it. “Nap time!” he said as he looked up at the clouds after falling off of the tree. “But it’s not Tuesday, baby!” the sponge said with a wary finger. “Aw, barnacles.” said the “baby”. Squidward, the grouchy blue octopus whose yard was the stadium of the game in question, opened the window and shouted “Hey! What are you invertebrates doing?” Sponge and Pat, not used to being forced to defend their inscrutable game, said “We dunno.” “Hey Patrick,” replied the octopus. “You know what time it is?” “Uh, yeah, Squidward, it’s...” he said as he looked at his watch, draining the bubble-blowing toy in the process, which caused him to gain a sad countenance. “Time to find some OTHER game to play!” laughed Squidward at his successful prank as he went to go have some “me” time. He went to go run a bath and pour in some bubbles. “Now what, Patrick?” said the bored sponge. “We could toss that rubber scallop back and forth.” Patrick replied. “Okay! Ready...” “Go!” said the sea star, finishing his friend’s sentence. “I’ve got it! I’ve got it!” said the duo as the rubber scallop sailed through the air and into Squidward’s window. They chased it by going through Squidward’s front door and taking his elevator. The toy landed in Squidward’s studio, right in front of his bathroom door. Squidward opened the door, dressed with a towel around his waist, and picked up the scallop in confusion. SpongeBob and Patrick hugged each other and SpongeBob said “Patrick…! It’s so cute! Squidward is pretending to be a baby, isn’t he?” The offended cephalopod almost yelled “NO, I’M NOT! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!” before he heard Patrick say “Aw, he’s so cute. I’ll go get him something to eat. You just get in your crib, baby, and simply relax.” Squidward made a clever grin as he realized that this could mean a whole day of Sponge and Pat being his personal servants. “Wah! Baby wants carry to crib!” he said as he fell to the floor and pretended to pout. “Oh, don’t worry, baby. I’ll carry you to your crib.” the sponge said as he carried his youngling to his bed. He tucked the octopus in tight, but before he could leave, Squidward said “It too cold in here! Baby wants crib outside!” SpongeBob blanched as he realized the gravity of Squid’s request, but he had to call Patrick to help push the bed outside because he didn’t want to “make Squidward feel bad”. “Huff… huff… here?” the duo said as the pushed the crib into Squidward’s front yard. “No, too cold!” he said. “Heh… woo… here?” they said again as they pushed the bed across his yard. “No, too hot!” the baby said. “Huh… huh… here?” they asked again as they pushed it in front of a map. “No, Toulouse-Lautrec!” Squidward said as a drumroll played. “Too… tired!” the parents said as they pushed the bed all around the world and ended where they started. “Perfect!” Squidward said affirmingly! “Hmm… baby hungry! Daddy, Papa, fetch him some nourishment!” “Only the freshest, oh diapered one!” said the sponge. He rushed off and came back with a royal purple grape. “A grape, fresh from the vine, your babiness!” He dropped it in Squid’s mouth as he made hums of approval whilst eating it. He went and got a banana. “A banana, peeled to your liking, oh nubby-wubby!” he said as he used a spoon to spoon the mushy fruit in Squidward’s throat. Patrick finally came back with his own meal; a watermelon! “One watermelon, fresh from the manure field, Baby Squiddy!” dropping it on top of Squidward, making him fall out of bed. The “parents” looked on top of him as SpongeBob said “Is baby not pleased!” “Blegh, bluch, enough of that!” Squidward said as he got back in bed and spat out the watermelon. “Baby wants something else to eat now! Something that’s very difficult to find...” “What do you hunger for, sweetie?” said the sea star. “Whatever you want, we’ll find it! We’ll find it!” The octopus thought of something that would take hours to cook. “Cherry pie!” he declared. Patrick took a cherry pie out of his pocket and said to Squidward “I found it.”, holding it up to him. The shocked cephalopod took the pie, threw it far away, and barked “Well, go find it again!” The sponge was left by the bed. “Daddy! Get over here!” the baby said as Sponge ran over. “Now spin around! That’s better. Now jog in place! Say “flank steak”! “Flank steak.” said the harried sponge as he did Squidward’s demands. He was starting to feel exhausted by this game. “I’m actually beginning to like this.” thought the satisfied Squidward. “Stop!” he barked. “Now play baby an elaborate lullaby with… this!” He held out a piece of tissue paper to SpongeBob. “But this is just a piece of tissue paper.” said SpongeBob as he sadly looked at it. “Oh, always have to have it Daddy’s way, don’t we? Oh, boo hoo.” he groused as Sponge tried to blow his nose on it to make music. “I can’t do it!” he demoralizedly whined. “Well, baby hopes that Daddy doesn’t have any plans tonight, because he is not allowed to leave that spot until baby hears a song.” SpongeBob’s face wilted as his mind was blank. He just kept standing there until he fell asleep because he really didn’t know what to do with the little slip of paper. Squidward, for his part, had a long, relaxing slumber due to the lack of SpongeBob and Patrick’s annoying antics. After sleeping in really late, he woke up and looked over to see the sleeping sponge on the ground. “What’s this? Napping on the job?” he said. “Daddy is supposed to be making music for Squidward! As punishment for ruining the game, you have to go clean out my back room!” Just then, Patrick strolled up, holding the reunited cherry pie. “I found it!” he happily exclaimed. Squid then snatched it, saying “I’ll take that.” and threw it at his face, leaving dripping sauce and little chunks of crust on Patrick’s face. “Yes, your adorableness!” Patrick dutifully said. He looked at SpongeBob while he licked his face. “This is fun.” Finally, SpongeBob and Patrick located Squidward’s storage room in the back of his bungalow. It appeared to be covered with thick dust on the wall. Patrick asked “How are we gonna clean up all this mess?” “It’s easy!” exclaimed his friend. “Just tear this wallpaper off!” He then demonstrated that the “dust” was just a sheet covering some shelves. Something fell out of the layer that SpongeBob pulled off. “Hey, look. You missed some.” his friend reminded him. “Oh, let’s see.” he said as he looked at the derbris. “Hey, it’s a photo album!” The sponge picked it up. “Look at this!” He read the title - “Squidward’s First Year!” His eyes got water in them as he smiled at the thought. “Look Patrick, it’s Squidward and his parents eating at a fancy restaurant!” he said as he looked at Squidward in his booster seat, eating some tetrazini off of his fine china. “Patrick! I’ve got an idea!” he finished. “We’re gonna take pictures?” his friend said. “No, we’re gonna take Baby Squiddy out to eat!” Squidward was catching up on his soaps when he felt two pairs of hands try to force a bib on him. “What the heck is that?” he angrily exclaimed. “Your dress clothes. Hahaha!” the sponge laughed. “This is part one of our special night.” “What special night?” Squidward asked. “Our family is going out to eat!” Daddy replied. “I don’t want a family night! All I want are those chores done! And did you clean the back room yet?” “Yep!” said the sponge. “Oh, really?” he said, not really trusting those two to get anything done. “Well, I’m gonna go check!” he said as he stormed off. He opened the storage room door to see SpongeBob holding a raceboat-shaped toothbrush and Patrick eating some baby toothpaste. “Alright, open up the tunnel!” SpongeBob announced. “Are you crazy? I’m not using your childish toothpaste!” “But you said we could go out and eat.” the sponge reminded him. “I never said anything like that! Now get out of my house!” he said as he pushed the duo out of his storage room. He felt like he had to take a nap. He put on his pajamas and a nightcap, making a cup of tea to aid his slumber. He went back outside and snuggled under his blankets. He was woken up by something rumbling. “Now what?” he said with a sneer. He realized that Patrick was driving a boatmobile, SpongeBob was riding shotgun, and he was in a car seat with nothing but a diaper on! He screamed as he thought of what could be going on. “Oh, hi, baby! Is your seat tall enough?” said the sponge “SpongeBob! Cut that out!” the octopus yelled. “Oh, look! We’re here!” said Daddy. “Ahoy, SpongeBob! I’ve got the special kids’ menu out for ye! Argh-argh-argh-argh-argh!” Mr. Krabs laughed as he opened the door to the Krusty Krab. Squidward blanched as he saw a laughing group of customers snapping pictures of him. “SpongeBob! Are you trying to put me in the nut house?” “No. Just into this booster seat.” SpongeBob said as he held out the item. “Grrrrrrr!” growled Squidward. “SpongeBob. I have a confession to make.” he said as he took off his diaper. SpongeBob gasped as he realized what was really going on. “You’re bald?” “No, I’m not bald! I’m a grown-up. Now get rid of that car seat, and tell all your friends to go home!” “But-” the sponge protested. “Do it!” “Go home.” said the sponge. Everyone tittered as they walked out of the Krusty Krab, sharing the pictures on Instaclam. “But – I – Baby.” stammered SpongeBob. “I’m not your baby, I’m your neighbor.” said Squidward. “Now do me a favor, and stop doing me favors. “As you wish… sweetie.” Squidward groaned and fumed as he walked back home. “Boy, he really had us fooled.” said Patrick. “No, Patrick, he’s the fool. He’s a baby in denial. He needs us now more than ever.” “You’re right. He needs a new family.” A light-bulb went off in SpongeBob’s head. “Patrick! Say that again!” “That again.” “No, the other thing.” “No, the other thing.” “No, what you said before when you-” “No, what you said before when you-” “Never mind, I’ve got an idea!” the sponge announced. He rolled his eyes as Patrick repeated “Never mind, I’ve got an idea!” Squidward’s nap back in his bedroom was interrupted by a “Ca-caw! Ca-caw!” There was only one person who could do such an awful imitation of a clamk call. “Call louder!” Patrick whispered. “Ca-caw! Ca-caw!” Squid realized that they were standing in his bedroom with him. A large white-and-black clam flew in his window. It scooped Squidward up in its mouth, where he could see other sleeping babies – fish, crabs, sponges, and even sea stars. It then flew out his window and off to the great beyond. “There he goes.” announced a bittersweet Patrick. “How far is he gonna go?” “All the way, Patrick! Off to the great beyond!” SpongeBob sniffled as he yelled “Goodbye, baby!” “Happy trails!” Squidward beat on the clam’s shell and yelled at the annoying duo. “You’re welcome!” they said. “He’s on the other side now.” said the sponge. “Yeah. He’s in a better place.” said the star. Squidward groaned as all of the babies hid under his tentacles for warmth. The End
  9. As promised to my best friend Renegade The Unicorn, now that I've finished both of my two LONG LONG videos, I am now going to write a series of stories about my Fraggle friends from the Rock. Now brace yourself, it's coming to ya!
  10. This lit will go in the style of the What-A-Cartoon show (if anyone remembers that), where you can write down pilot episodes for any of your lit ideas and share them here! If they get good reviews, make a lit out of it! There's just one rule: Nothing! Write your hearts out, guys. Good luck!
  11. Presenting the sequel of Halloween Adventures With Gary The Snail This is a new series of 6 new chapters where Gary goes on a snowy, christmas adventure Christmas Adventures With Gary The Snail Starring: Gary The Snail and SpongeBob SquarePants Chapters November 30: Snowy Adventure December 1: A Christmas Situation! December 2: Trapped In The Blizzard (Gary) December 3: Trapped In The Blizzard (SpongeBob) December 4: Reunited December 6: Christmas Party!
  12. Set in Bikini Bottom, this spin-off tells the tale of a strange acting sponge creature (named Spingey Bill) who lives in a worm infested apple with his friend Pitrork, a pink blob of ink that can morph into anything he wants and usually takes the form of a star-like object. Spingey Bill is usually a happy-go-lucky...erm...thing, but when he gets mad he's insane! Spingey Bill lives in a chunk of Bikini Bottom that's seperated from most of the loved Bottomite neighborhood, so he's never been seen by SpongeBob or any of the other beloved characters. The neighborhood here is completely different. Even the guy who screams about his leg (Fred) is different! Anyway, stay tuned for new episodes!
  13. CHAPTER ONE Ah, closing time at the Krusty Krab. No doubt, Squidward is... BLOWING BUBBLES?! "Good night Sir!" Squidward exclaimed as his bomv bubble exploded. "And hello, SpongeBob!" "Uh, Squidward, are you feeling all right?" SpongeBob asked Squidward. "You're even more excited than me today." SpongeBob stretched, scratched his back and walked home sleepily. Squidward then changed the CLOSED sign to OPEN and danced home to the tune of one of his new jazz records which had floated down from the surface recently. I mean a boat just dropped jazz records and canned bread down, what are the chances? "Well I guess just as much as the chances of dropping a pencil down so SpongePants LameBrain and Patrick hat trick - haha hat trick- can play with it. Haha play."Squidward though to himself. With that, Squidward walked home to his bed, flopped into it and wondered what dreams the night would bring. (And that concludes the first chapter of the newest story. Thank you, thank you for reading. (And good night from me too, I'm very sleepy and it's time for bed.)
  14. (WARNING: Do not read if you are sensitive to irony, have no sense of humor, or have no understanding of the word "joy".) This lit will follow OBAB (the spamball head) and friends as they live their lives! Their lives are strangely extraordinary, too. Characters: OBAB - The quiet one. Is a good friend and also helps people in need. VLK2007 - Undoubtebly OBAB's best friend, this guy is a more active one then OBAB. He also likes to go places with him. Conehead - The bucktoothed bully with the blue cap. Likes candy and OBAB. Bl4ze - OBAB's grandfather. He calls OBAB names such as "shortman" and likes to tell him stories of his hacker days. YellowShadow - Apparently female in this version, YellowShadow is one of the big bullies, shoving people around and calling them names and such. She does, though, have a GIANT crush on OBAB. I don't have enough time, i'll list more characters later. Enjoy the first episode, coming soon!
  15. Join Oobi, OBAB (spam edition), and Gullah (not GullahOfficial) as they go on adventures flooding the forums with lots and lots of spam! The writing will be based upon the godly OBAB show, and the plots will always involve spam. Also, the word "Spam" or "Godly" will be in every single title of an episode. Episodes (they will come whenever): Episode 1: Oobi Meets Spam oobi: im bored (oobi goes to a ruten cave) oobi: oh mah gud (ahbi seiz da spam) oobi: i must hav da spam (oobi taks dat spam) oobi: huray oobi: where shud i uz diz spam (oobi seiz es bee see) ubi: purfehct (oobi goes to es bee see) oobi: tim to spam (ubi spams) oobi: yay jjs: no (jjs suspense oobi for 1 day) the end episode 2: the godly pair coming later
  16. This is a new series of 4 chapters where Gary goes on a halloween adventure Halloween Adventures With Gary The Snail Starring: Gary The Snail All Chapters: 1. Gary's Halloween 2. Gary or Treats 3. Run Gary Run 4. Party Time
  17. Snog, Marry, Avoid: SBC Edition! For those who don't know about the show, Snog, Marry, Avoid is a British TV show where people with a lot of fake makeup on go and get "makeunders" to show them that they are naturally beautiful. This is a parody of it Episode 1: iFake
  18. This will be a new series where SpongeBob will have exciting adventures episodes SpingeBill's Adventure Upcoming Episode: Description this is about SpongeBob (and his friends) having exciting adventures where he meets new friends, sometimes travel into another universe and travel across the sea Original Title: SpongeBob's Adventure
  19. A Tale of Spongebob and Patrick's Quest for Fries for the Krusty Krab Comming Soon.
  20. i drew my little pony fluttershy To compensate for the wait of the next season of SBC Honest Trailers, I'll be filling some of the time with this. This is basically where I'm going to be posting stories that I've never posted on SBC before, works that I made under the internet personality of CloudMistDragon. But seriously, I did draw my little pony fluttershy If you want to know why part of her hair isn't shaded in, it's just art style combined with the fact that I just fucked up. This first story I'm posting though isn't MLP-related though, it's a Robot Chicken-style sketch anthology I wrote based off the Final Fantasy games, the first ten of them. Story: Robot Chocobo Original Debut Date: December 22, 2015 Prologue One day, the mad scientist Hojo found a young roadkill chocobo near his house. After making some modifications to the chocobo in his basement, he succeeded in reviving it and transforming it into...Robot Chocobo. And now, it appears he seeks to brainwash Robot Chocobo somehow, by strapping him to a chair and forcing him to watch… ...what’s going on in the other Final Fantasy worlds. Final Fantasy I A fighter, a red mage, a black mage, and a white mage were walking through a forest far northeast of Pravoka. The fighter, who was getting tired on this journey, began to complain. “Ugh…” the weary warrior groaned. “This is taking FOREVER! We’re never going to get super-strong at this rate!” “We’re only 900 EXP points away from getting up to L9.” the black mage pointed out. “Yeah,” chimed in the white mage, “and since good formations of Geists give out 70-115 EXP, and a formation of Ogres including an Ogre Chief gives out 160 EXP, that’s only…” “Guys, guys, guys.” the red mage interrupted them. “I think you’re forgetting one vvveeeerrrryyyyy crucial thing...intelligence is useless in this game.” The black mage and white mage then remembered that this was the NES version. The intelligence stat was bugged. “Oh yeah…” the black mage said. “This is stupid.” “We’re all stupid.” the white mage added. “Duh…” the fighter said. “Let’s just walk to the edge of that cliff by the ocean for no reason.” “It’s called a penin-” the black mage began before he remembered. “Oh right.” So the party started to just walk around the edge of the penin...cliff for no reason. Soon though, they were attacked by a giant dinosaur! “EEK!” the white mage screamed. “GO AWAY!” She pulled a mallet out of her robe (don’t ask me why white mages can equip hammers in this game) and threw it at the dinosaur, hitting it square in the forehead. The dinosaur was knocked unconscious and fell backwards into the ocean. Soon, it drowned, and the party did a victory dance as they gained… ...846 EXP. They still had 54 EXP to go. “...So, who’s up for the Geist/Ogre Chief idea?” the red mage asked. Final Fantasy II Firion, Maria, Guy, and Leon were fleeing from the Emperor’s troops, the four dark knights...but they got caught because the run system in their game is terrible. “Shit…” Firion said as the gang was surrounded and the Emperor’s troops beat them up. “Let that be a warning to ya.” the imperial general of the troops said as he and the army left. Eventually, Leon got up, having come to a realization… “I know what I must do now…” he told himself. “To defeat the dark knights, I must become a dark knight!” And so, Leon journeyed to seek guidance from Final Fantasy II’s most notorious dark knight… “Sorry,” Cecil told him, “I’m a paladin now. And I’m only from the misnumbered version of Final Fantasy II. The one that’s actually IV.” “Damnation!” Leon swore like Cecil in the Game Boy Advance version. Final Fantasy III Luneth, Arc, Refia, and Ingus were just merrily waltzing into a room in Xande’s castle when they saw a mysterious mirror in front of them. Suddenly, they were paralyzed! “Ugh, we can’t move!” they shouted. “Don’t worry!” Doga declared in their minds. “I’ll save you! I’ll find five souls of light to break the mirror’s curse!” Elsewhere, in Castle Sasune… Princess Sara was merrily waltzing around her bedroom when suddenly, Doga appeared in front of her. “Princess Sara!” Doga cried. “I must ask of your…” Sara was so shocked by Doga’s abrupt appearance that she had a fatal heart attack. “CURSES!” Doga bellowed as he teleported to the town of Canaan. In Canaan… Cid and his wife were just standing around when all of a sudden, Doga appeared in front of them. “Cid!” Doga yelled. “I need…” Cid and his wife were also so shocked by Doga’s sudden appearance that they too were stricken with fatal heart attacks. “NOAH DAMN IT!” Doga cursed. “I guess I’ll have to try a more calm approach…” At the Tower of Owen… Doga quietly strolled through the top floor of the tower and looked around for Desch, only to find him nowhere. “Desch…” he said somberly. “I was hoping you’d still be here…” “Actually, I am still here.” Desch’s voice came from above. In response to hearing Desch’s voice, Doga got a feeling of hope and happily looked above...only to find Desch’s ghost floating over him. “No…” Doga said sadly. “You can’t help…” “Yeah sorry,” replied Desch, “that lava I jumped into gave me third-degree burns. I’ll need some time to recover from the damage that experience did to my soul.” “So now all who are left are Alus and the four old men…” Doga said as he teleported to Castle Saronia. At Castle Saronia, Doga ran up the steps to the throne room to find the young King Alus sitting on his throne. “King Alus,” said Doga, “I humbly request that you come with me to help Luneth, Arc, Refia, and Ingus. They are in grave danger.” “Hmm…” Alus replied. “I don’t know. You’re not a pedophile, are you?” Doga stood silent and then examined his shady demeanor for a short while before answering… “No.” “Good!” Alus proclaimed. “Then I trust you with my life!” Alus then followed Doga by his side as Doga teleported them both to Amur, where the four old men resided. Doga and Alus walked through the town and came up to them. “Quad of elderly codgers whose names I do not know,” said Doga, “would you please follow us to help Luneth, Arc, Refia, and Ingus out of dire trouble? Due to unfortunate circumstances, we must have all four of you present to complete the circle of the five souls of light.” “Sure!” the old men exclaimed happily. “We can all come! We like the sound of being 4/5ths of the five souls of light! Ha ha ha!” “I’m only 20 percent of the group…” Alus said sadly. “That makes them 80 percent cooler…” Final Fantasy IV Cecil, Kain, Rosa, and Yang were fighting to protect the third Dark Crystal from Golbez in the Underworld, but to no avail. Golbez’s Dark Dragon was simply too powerful… “Farewell, Cecil.” Golbez said, about to finish Cecil off, when suddenly… A Mist Dragon appeared and destroyed the Dark Dragon with its mist breath! “What?!” Golbez cried. Cecil and his party were then healed by the one who who summoned the Mist Dragon...Rydia! “No, this can’t be!” Golbez yelled as Cecil and his team beat him up. “AGH!” It was then that Cecil and the others turned to Rydia. “Rydia!” Kain exclaimed. “You’re hot! And alive!” Angrily, Rydia gave Kain’s behind a good lash with her whip. “And sexy when you’re mad!” “Thanks for the help.” Cecil said politely. “How did you become older though?” Yang asked curiously. “Yeah, you look two years younger than me…” Rosa said, secretly jealous. “And how did you find us?” Kain asked. “I was coming back from the Land of the Summons,” explained Rydia, “a place where everyone ages faster, with another guy who went through the reverse Peter Pan effect. We had sensed you were here and in trouble, so we came to help.” “Reverse Peter Pan?” Cecil replied in confusion. “Wait, that couldn’t be…” “NNGH!” Golbez grunted from behind. “I WON’T DIE! EVEN IF I HAVE TO TURN MYSELF INTO A HAND!” So that’s what Golbez did. He turned himself into a Floormaster! “NO!” everyone screamed as they ran from Golbez, the walking hand. “WE DON’T WANT TO GO ALL THE WAY BACK TO THE BEGINNING OF THE DUNGEON!” Cecil and his team cowered in the corner as Golbez’s hand headed for the Dark Crystal… “What do we do now?!” Kain cried. “What the HELL do we do now?!” “...We pray.” Rosa replied as she used her Pray ability. A message then appeared above the party saying... “Prayer was unanswered.” “Damn it.” But just then, an arrow was shot at Golbez’s hand, piercing it and killing it instantly. Surprised, Cecil and the others looked over and saw...Link! “Link!” they exclaimed. “You son of a bitch! You came into the wrong franchise just to save us!” “You think I’d let anything make me miss this?” Link replied as he put away his trademark bow and arrow. “Especially after I got casted as a dead guy in the remake of the first Final Fantasy?” “Wait a minute…” Rosa thought to herself as she looked at her bow and arrow. “I could’ve done that!” Final Fantasy V Guido, the turtle sage, and Exdeath, the evil warlock, were fighting inside Guido’s cave after Bartz, Krile, and Faris had been rendered helpless after being struck by Exdeath’s magic. “So, you do have some fight in you after all!” Exdeath complimented Guido. “I haven’t spent these last few centuries munching pizza…” Guido replied. “You shall find no such delicacies in the afterlife!” Exdeath exclaimed. Guido, Bartz, Krile, and Faris all just stared at Exdeath in puzzlement. “...How come?” a perplexed Guido asked. “Is the ruler of the Great Beyond just a bigger fan of Chinese food?” “No…” Exdeath replied with a sinister smile. “It is because I killed the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles! And when they got to the afterlife, they ate all the pizza!” Everyone gasped in horror. “And I also killed Shredder just for the fun of it! MWA HA HA HA HA!” “YOU MONSTER!” Guido bellowed. Meanwhile, in the afterlife… “Actually,” said Shredder, “he killed me because I accused him of ripping off my costume design.” Final Fantasy VI Edgar, the womanizing king of Castle Figaro, had just been greeted by, Kefka, the evil imperial jester, and his men. “What brings Emperor Gestahl’s humble court mage, Kefka, to my castle?” Edgar asked Kefka. “We heard that a rogue girl with sorcerous power fled from Narshe and took refuge here.” Kefka explained. “Is this true?” “And what if it is?” Edgar replied. “Do you plan to execute her?” “Lies!” Kefka exclaimed. “She merely stole something of minor value!” “What did she steal?” Edgar asked. “I’m interested, if I’m allowed to know the details…” “Ha ha,” laughed Kefka, “well if you must know...she stole my heart! BWA HA HA HA HA!” Both Edgar and Kefka’s men laughed too. “Oh Kefka…” Edgar said. “I thought you’d know by now that I’m the one who makes those kinds of jokes. You know, the ones about you being a piece of shit.” Final Fantasy VII Cloud, Barret, and Tifa were in the City of the Ancients, where Bugenhagen was showing them what had been written about the spell, Holy, being the planet’s last hope. “So that’s what Aeris was trying to do…” Cloud said in a crestfallen tone of voice. “But it’s over now. When Sephiroth stabbed her, the pearl she was gathering magic in fell from the altar and sunk to the bottom of the water…” “Yo, Cloud!” Barret exclaimed. “Get your spikey-ass head workin’! Ya forgotten about the submarine?! We’ll just dive down in the water with it and get it!” “Yeah,” chimed in Tifa, “we just need to take the submarine from the dock point and push it in the City of the Ancients!” So that’s what the trio did. After a long endeavor of pushing the submarine, they made it to the area with the altar where Aeris’ pearl fell. “Alright, everyone!” Cloud exclaimed. “On three! 1, 2, 3!” They all picked up the submarine and tried to throw it in the water...only to accidentally throw it too high, where it hit the altar and got busted up. The submarine then fell in the water and began floating in it. “Don’t worry!” Cloud said optimistically. “I’m sure with a few repairs, the sub will be fine…” With that, the submarine began to sink. “It’s over now…” Cloud said somberly. Final Fantasy VIII Squall, Zell, and Irvine looked at the paltry amount of magic that they had stocked up and groaned. “What a drag…” Squall said as he facepalmed. “SO BORING!” Zell exclaimed. “The ladies are going to look at this as a deal breaker…” Irvine said in despondence over how small it was. “We won’t stand a chance against any powerful foes like this…” Squall said. “If we want to get stronger...we’re going to have to get committed…” Squall, Zell, and Irvine then went out into a field of strong monsters who had strong magic for them to draw. As the trio readied their weapons, the song Live to Win began playing as they spent hours drawing all sorts of powerful spells that made for very effective stat junctions. After many, many hours, they were back in Squall’s room. They all had acne from how much they had been sweating out in the field and each of them was on a computer researching the best ways to utilize the magic they had acquired. “Okay, Regen is the best spell at this point to junction to HP…” Zell said. “Good thing I have 100 of them, hee hee…” “If I ever get 100 Triples, I better junction them to my strength instead of my hit rate since my gunblade already has a perfect hit rate…” Squall said. “100 Deaths junctioned to status-attack means a 100 per cent chance of killing anything susceptible to instant death! Yee-haw!” Irvine exclaimed. Something dawned on the trio… “Wait a second…” they said to themselves. “If we need 100, the max amount, of any spell to fully utilize it...what the hell do we do when we actually need to cast the spell?! We can’t use the magic without losing it!” Some more research later… “Oh…” they all went as they came to a realization. “The trick is to have a good stock of items you can refine into that magic so that you basically have an infinite supply even if you do have to use it. And the best way to stock up on those kind of items is by refining cards. But the only feasible way to get cards is by...playing the card game.” They looked at their acne-ridden selves for a moment and laughed. “Pfft…what do we look like, a bunch of nerds?” they joked. Final Fantasy IX Zidane and Vivi were at an inn. Zidane was practicing his moves before he noticed that Vivi was looking down. “What’s wrong, man?” Zidane asked Vivi. “Zidane…” a despondent Vivi replied. “You saw those black mages that looked just like me…” “What about ‘em?” Zidane asked. “They were being manufactured…” Vivi explained. “And I think I’m just like them...I think I’m a product of the machine!” Vivi began crying as Zidane, taking pity on him, kneeled down to comfort him. “Calm down dude,” said Zidane in a warm, relieving tone, “it’s alright. You’re no different than anybody else.” Vivi stopped crying soon after hearing that. “Really?” he said with a sniff. “Of course!” Zidane exclaimed. “We’re all products of the machine! You just learn to live with it!” “Thanks…” Vivi replied before he realized what Zidane just said. “Wait, WHAT?!” Everything zoomed out to the real world, where an employee at Square Enix, the one who designed the characters for Final Fantasy IX, was watching this scene and laughing maniacally. Final Fantasy X Tidus, Auron, Wakka, Lulu, Yuna, Kimahri, and Rikku were at Seymour’s place in Guadosalam. Seymour had just told Auron this… “We Guado can pick up the scent of the Farplane.” “Huh?” Tidus said as he went over to Auron and started sniffing him. “Boy, the Farplane smells like booze! How many people die from alcohol poisoning in Spira?” “Not many.” Auron replied as he pushed Tidus aside, and Yuna, offended by Tidus’ comment, came over to him and slapped him. “I didn’t get that smell from the Farplane. Seymour is confused. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a ride to catch.” Auron then walked out of Seymour’s house, as the rest of the gang, curious, followed him. A high-class, luxury plane had been waiting for him outside. Inside the plane, which they could see when Auron entered, was a cool-looking bar. After Auron got on the plane, it flew away. Suddenly, something dawned on Tidus… “Oh…” Tidus said. “I get it now! He’s not from the Farplane...his plane is just far out! Uh? Uh?” Tidus’ friends were dead silent until Rikku exclaimed… “You can cram your bad comedy, you big unfunnyie!” The End “Wark! Wark! Wark!” chocobos could be heard making sounds over the credits. “W-Wark! Wark! Wark! W-Wark! W-W-W-W-Wark! Wark! Wark! Wark! Wark! Wark! W-Wark! W-Wark! Wark! Wark! W-W-W-W-Wark! WARK!” “Wark.” Squall said like he would say, “Whatever.”.
  21. The City will be revisited... but it is not what everyone expected.... UPDATE: it is now pushed to March 2016 or maybe this month.
  22. so I found this and left in all the typos ----------------------------- Mr, Vartino lives in an Arizona neighborhood. He has 2 kids, Evo Evo and Dunkan TV. He thinks Dunkan TV is EXCRUCIATING since the only thing he does is watch TV$. One day Mr. Vartino kicks Dunkan TV out of the house. But Dunkan TV has a secret key and opens the door. Mr. Vartino is FURIOUS!!!! He takes away Dunkan's key and TV, collection. Soon Mr. Vartino calls his nerdy friends (Psycho, Jonesmith, AONP, Sock and Dlandbin) to "come and get. the little TV out of the house.". 20 minutes they get to Mr. Vartino's. They a get hypnotizer and AONP hypnotizes Dunkan. After he completely falls asleep everybody (except for Evo Evo, whos had too big of hands) carried Dunkan off on a stretcher They carried him all the way to a cactus (who just happened to be named Cactus). So Mr. Vartino told Cactus a bout Dunkan's TV problems, and then he told Cactus to stick one of his needles and STAB him. So Cactus did just that. But he used his special needle (his forget about TV for 2 hours needle) So Dunkan went away, did other stuff for 2 hours, and came back. Mr. Vartino was just glad that Dunkan did something other than watch TV. But Mr. Vartino changed his mind about TV and joined with Dunkan to watch cartoons. T H E END
  23. The SBC Version of Full House, Comming Soon.
  24. So, I've been in a bit of a writing slump for a while now and I thought I'd do a spin-off as a writing exercise to get myself out of it. The Room's Words is in fact a spin-off and will feature SpongeBob characters, but I'm going to use my own medium. Each chapter will feature only 3 average-sized paragraphs. Not too long, not too short, and I'm going to try and fit as much into them as possible. My goal here is to not have any filler here. I'm expecting this to be a miniseries, like my last lit (which was The Inside Job, if any of you remember it). So without further ado, The Room's Words: Chapter 1 - The Room’s Words It was in the middle of the night when I first heard the voices. Soft, clean voices. They didn’t form words, but they felt emotional. The first few times I heard them speak, I thought it was the sleep talking. It wasn’t. Even when I was fully lucid and aware, they would talk, even shout to me. In the beginning it was frightening, and then it was annoying. I feared telling my parents because of how illogical the claim would sound. I predicted the voices would become clearer and I might be able to distinguish a word or two as they continued to speak, but they remained exactly the same, if not more persistent in getting my attention. It sounded like they were right by ear, whispering nonsense to drive me crazy. Eventually, I confided in my best friend, a crab named Eugene. Eugene was a fiscally conservative, smart-as-a-whip and dirt cheap person, but I enjoyed my time with him because he kept me on my toes. When I told him about the voices, he didn’t believe me, so I invited him to spend the night at my house. He said he no longer wanted to be my friend and had his mom pick him up, but the following week at school, he approached me and said he would help me solve the problem. But what was the problem? How do you go about fixing something you know nothing about, something you cannot even visibly touch, or even see for that matter? It is a problem for one of the senses. Eugene suggested ear plugs, and I tried that for a night — the sounds penetrated the little muffs and I was again at square one. I was just going to tell my parents about the voices in my head (or in my room?) when everything changed — they formed words.
  25. Weasel Presents...... This spin-off follows the misadventures of friends Tim and Ralph. Volume One Volume Two Alternate Releases
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