digibutter.nerr

[Lord Krump]

Long, long ago, in the 2nd Age of Nerr, on the third day of the annual fest, was hard at work plotting something evil. His scheme was shaping up to be the perfect plan- he would invade digibutt with his vast army of lings, trolling up the place until lost hope and gave control of digibutt to him. smiled in glee at the thought of finally controlling his enemy's site, and renaming it something every good nerr would be disgusted to hear- techmoth.g33k.

The morning of the next day, on the fourth day of fest, the Anti-Nerr awoke, ready to carry out his villainous plan. His lings were geared and ready to go- ready to devour the all-so-pure portion of teh Interwebz known as digibutt.

"And once I've wrecked the fest, I'll conquer all the rest!" exclaimed , grinning at the thought of conquering the rest of teh Interwebz when he was finished with digibutt.

He grabbed his lazer, ready for it to charge, and jumped on his trollmobile.

"The downfall of is soon to come! I'll be a king, and he'll be a bum!" shouted , as he took off in his trollmobile, as legions of lings followed...

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"Thank you for joining your fellow nerrs at this year's fest! Let's hope for another hi-technical year of digibutt!" exclaimed , holding his mug high above the fest feasting table.

Everyone began to dig in to the food provided (Most of it being hot pockets.) The nerrs were having a swell time at the fest, until one accidentally spilled some awesome sauce all over 's new shirt (The awesome sauce becoming regular sauce in the process.)

"Oh, that's totally un-schweet!" exclaimed .

" dun ben mi plx." the clumsy nerr stated, with a hint of fright in his voice. However, he had little to fear, as was a forgiving admin.

"Don't worry, I won't ben you." responded. All was well, and the nerrs continued to feast. Until something happened... something... terrible happened...

"What's that smell!?" exclaimed. He rushed out of the dinnar hall to find where the smell was coming from.



Indeed, someone had spammed up digibutt! Enraged, stormed back to the dinnar hall. "I'll get to the bottom of this! No spammer spams up MY site!" said, as he walked back to the fest feast.

"Alright, who- WHAT!?" exclaimed, as his draw dropped in horror upon entering the dinnar hall. All of the members attending the fest feast- every single one of them- were benned.

"W-who could have done this? This is totally NOT schweet!" exclaimed .

", , ... when will you learn? Give up now, or you'll soon burn!" a shadowy figure spoke from the opposite side of the dinnar hall.

"..." spoke .

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"... I thought I benned you!" spoke .

"The case that was, not quite! You surely underestimated my might." replied . "Enough of this chat, as things go slow! Let's heat things up, and get on with the show!"

Immediately after spoke, he pulled out his lazer gun.

"He's chargin' his lazers!" exclaimed . began firing several blasts of Anti-Schweet energy at , who was able to dodge them as he made his way out of the dinnar hall. "Give up now, there's nowhere to run! Stop being a coward; let's have some fun!" exclaimed , as he chased out of the dinnar hall.

"I've got to get to my hide-out!" exclaimed .

was able to make it half-way across digibutt when he came across the Tower of Butterflies- the structure that housed his prized butterfly photograph collection. He quickly scrambled up the tower, with approaching at high speeds. Would he make it?

"It's all over, you fool! Give up now; stop trying to be cool!" exclaimed as he cornered at what appeared to be a dead-end, at the top of the tower.

"The War of September 1st... the Void... and now, you again... don't think you'll win. We've lived through much worse... and we'll survive through this!" exclaimed .

"What makes you think you'll last? Now I'll kill you- kill you fast!" replied, angered by 's resistance.

"Or... so you think..." replied. Just as he spoke, a dozen MeowMaids appeared from above, surrounding the evil . As they distracted , used this as an oppurtunity to input the super-duper secret security code into the invisible touchpad on the wall. The wall gave way to a small path, leading to a small safe-room. However, wasn't going to let win so easily...

"MeowMaids; how annoying they are! You haven't one... you won't go far!" exclaimed, as he shot one blast at the back of . fell through the passage to the safe-room, as supposedly continued to be beaten to death by the MeowMaids. Slowly, the wall caved in, sealing , unconscious, in the room.

23 MONTHS LATER

woke up from his coma, induced by that dreadful blast. He found that he was sleeping on his side, being tended to by a MeowMaid who was trapped inside. Although glad that the MeowMaid stuck with him, he had more important business to attend to. He exited the safe room by inputting the code on the touchpad inside the room, and began to travel down the tower. His photo collection was ruined, and the walls were charred. He exited the tower, only to find more horrors...

"'No... techmoth.g33k...' sadly said, as he saw the signs hovering above his head." were the sounds coming from the giant television screen showing speaking, hovering above a massive, yet dirty site... that was no longer known as digibutt... but something worse...

And when , the former admin of the site, saw the crumbling remnants of the once proud Statue of Nerritude, he fell to the ground, yelling:

"You maniacs! You blew it up! Ah, damn you! Grambi...damn you all to Underwhere!"

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"It can't be!" exclaimed . "It just can't be!"

All hope was lost, until a glimmering ray of hope emanated from the remains of the Statue of Nerritude. "What's this?" pondered , curious at what was happening. He dug through the rubble, trying to reach the source of this hopeful glow. After a few minutes of digging, he uncovered a golden map. "Schweet!" exclaimed .

did not hesitate to read the map. It read, "MAY IT BE KNOWN THAT THIS MAP WILL LEAD TO THE ELITE NERR'S SACRED WEAPON, THE BENHAMMER OF NERRITUDE." was overjoyed when he read these words, knowing that the Benhammer of Nerritude could help him defeat .

"Alright," spoke , "where must I go...?"

As he spoke those words, what appeared to be an old ketchup stain on the lower left corner grew, and formed a trail. It headed North.

"I guess the trail starts where I'm at." proclaimed . And so, a journey of truly epic proportions had just begun- the journey to recover the Benhammer of Nerritude, and drive the dread out of his homeland.

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Yeah, I was bored, so I decided to write a story about and . I'll continue it when I get some comments.

[Frozenwinters]

Hell yes, do go on. :D

[Gold Prognosticus]

[Tails Doll]

That was awesome.

[Lord Krump]

"Thank you for joining your fellow nerrs at this year's fest! Let's hope for another hi-technical year of digibutt!" exclaimed , holding his mug high above the fest feasting table.

Everyone began to dig in to the food provided (Most of it being hot pockets.) The nerrs were having a swell time at the fest, until one accidentally spilled some awesome sauce all over 's new shirt (The awesome sauce becoming regular sauce in the process.)

"Oh, that's totally un-schweet!" exclaimed .

" dun ben mi plx." the clumsy nerr stated, with a hint of fright in his voice. However, he had little to fear, as was a forgiving admin.

"Don't worry, I won't ben you." responded. All was well, and the nerrs continued to feast. Until something happened... something... terrible happened...

"What's that smell!?" exclaimed. He rushed out of the dinnar hall to find where the smell was coming from.



Indeed, someone had spammed up digibutt! Enraged, stormed back to the dinnar hall. "I'll get to the bottom of this! No spammer spams up MY site!" said, as he walked back to the fest feast.

"Alright, who- WHAT!?" exclaimed, as his draw dropped in horror upon entering the dinnar hall. All of the members attending the fest feast- every single one of them- were benned.

"W-who could have done this? This is totally NOT schweet!" exclaimed .

", , ... when will you learn? Give up now, or you'll soon burn!" a shadowy figure spoke from the opposite side of the dinnar hall.

"..." spoke .

[Frozenwinters]

Yes. :D

[Chaos-Stev-0]

Keep going. You can finish it!!

[Anti-Guy]

Don't say I didn't warn you!

Funny with how you add the icons for the names!!!!!

[Lord Krump]

"... I thought I benned you!" spoke .

"The case that was, not quite! You surely underestimated my might." replied . "Enough of this chat, as things go slow! Let's heat things up, and get on with the show!"

Immediately after spoke, he pulled out his lazer gun.

"He's chargin' his lazers!" exclaimed . began firing several blasts of Anti-Schweet energy at , who was able to dodge them as he made his way out of the dinnar hall. "Give up now, there's nowhere to run! Stop being a coward; let's have some fun!" exclaimed , as he chased out of the dinnar hall.

"I've got to get to my hide-out!" exclaimed .

was able to make it half-way across digibutt when he came across the Tower of Butterflies- the structure that housed his prized butterfly photograph collection. He quickly scrambled up the tower, with approaching at high speeds. Would he make it?

"It's all over, you fool! Give up now; stop trying to be cool!" exclaimed as he cornered at what appeared to be a dead-end, at the top of the tower.

"The War of September 1st... the Void... and now, you again... don't think you'll win. We've lived through much worse... and we'll survive through this!" exclaimed .

"What makes you think you'll last? Now I'll kill you- kill you fast!" replied, angered by 's resistance.

"Or... so you think..." replied. Just as he spoke, a dozen MeowMaids appeared from above, surrounding the evil . As they distracted , used this as an oppurtunity to input the super-duper secret security code into the invisible touchpad on the wall. The wall gave way to a small path, leading to a small safe-room. However, wasn't going to let win so easily...

"MeowMaids; how annoying they are! You haven't one... you won't go far!" exclaimed, as he shot one blast at the back of . fell through the passage to the safe-room, as supposedly continued to be beaten to death by the MeowMaids. Slowly, the wall caved in, sealing , unconscious, in the room.

23 MONTHS LATER

woke up from his coma, induced by that dreadful blast. He found that he was sleeping on his side, being tended to by a MeowMaid who was trapped inside. Although glad that the MeowMaid stuck with him, he had more important business to attend to. He exited the safe room by inputting the code on the touchpad inside the room, and began to travel down the tower. His photo collection was ruined, and the walls were charred. He exited the tower, only to find more horrors...

"'No... techmoth.g33k...' sadly said, as he saw the signs hovering above his head." were the sounds coming from the giant television screen showing speaking, hovering above a massive, yet dirty site... that was no longer known as digibutt... but something worse...

And when , the former admin of the site, saw the crumbling remnants of the once proud Statue of Nerritude, he fell to the ground, yelling:

"You maniacs! You blew it up! Ah, damn you! Grambi...damn you all to Underwhere!"

[Super Amigo]

I love the story ^^

[Strong Bad]

...Awesome.

[Strong Bad]

...

THIS CAN'T DIE! D:

[Lord Krump]

Hmm... Actually, thanks for bumping this. I'll probably add some more tonight or tomorrow.

[Strong Bad]

[Lord Krump]

Sorry for not being able to get one to you guys today; unexpected shopping.

Don't worry, though; I'll get another addition to you guys the next chance I get. I promise.