^ Something cracked in this guy's head.
Wil, are you really so stupid as to think that any thread one this site would go on without getting derailed. Im honestly suprised this one lasted as long as it did before going off the tracks. its the nature of this site, if you dont like it then im sure youre clever enough to find the way out.
Screaming "I want out" BD pops out of Wilful's pathetic story thread, rolls across his keyboard, and lands on the floor. In a puddle of fake blood next to a puppet squirrel. "BD get back in the story!" yells the threadmaster "Before my mommy sees you and grounds me from Cub Scouts!" He desperately hits the back button to refresh, trying to go back in time before he posted his dumb idea.
Instead, a dead pig pops out, followed by a hippo, a bloody cat, and a resurrected Jezuz cat who rises up and becomes one with the ceiling cat who's been watching the whole time from above. "What's going on" He hears his mother rushing up the stairs. "That doesn't sound like Halo. Are you chatting with psycho's again?"
"Stop" yells BD "Don't touch your other thread, there's a drunk tiger getting jumped by a mob of gender-swapping sociopaths." Too late. Out pops Wilful's Avatar he manifested into existence, joining the zoo of euthanized animal carcasses collecting in his room. The tiger bows at his Master's feet.
"Quit doing that, you're embarassing me!" Wilful bemoans his self-induced plight. "Luna was right! I should have watched out what I asked for!" At the sound of her name, Luna appears with a magic fairy wand and can of Febreeze (TM).
"Because you admitted I was right, I will save your ass this one time." She sprays the magic around the room. "Close your eyes, Wilful, what do you smell? Speak it, and it is so. Let there be, what, Wilful? What would you ask if you were God?"
"I smell fresh gardenias, and sexy rubber legs of Barbie dolls. Something like burnt weed or melted candles on my 8th birthday cake. And dots! Lots of stupid ...."
He opens his eyes. His room is now transformed to a wonderland of pink carpet, purple dinosaurs and stuffed unicorns, and a rainbow of polka dots wall to wall.
His mom bursts into the room as they both scream in horror.
"Please God no! My son can't be gay!" She runs off to call an exorcist.