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An0ny An0ny · 2h

A Calbelless Society

Chapter 7: The End

Part I:

Alright, so the cruise ship sank, and Idunno and SaladDressing died. Now, remember NapsterGastly and That_One_Noob on that raft? Yeah, that's what this chapter is going to be about. I kind of took up an entire chapter on the cruise ship scenario, so I'll use another chapter to explain the story of the raft-savers (I have a lack of creativity; don't judge my name creating). Also, it poses as an interesting and canonical story. So, no more stalling, and enjoy the show (or story (or whatever)):

NapsterGastly: *Chuckle* Yeah. Hey, we should stop talking, as the story needs to progress to–wait...We did Idunno and SaladDressing's point-of-views already, right?

That_One_Noob: Yep, we're back!

NapsterGastly: Alright. Now, I hope that those two will be happy on that cruise ship. I just hope it doesn't hit an iceberg, somehow avoid it, but flip over, drowning everyone or anything like that.

That_One_Noob: Yeah, that would be a catastrophe! Who would read garbage like that?

NapsterGastly: I know! Now, let's just stop talking and let the narrator skip ahead to when we reached someplace or something exciting happens.

After a couple hours of riding the dilapidated raft, the two users reached someplace or something exciting happened. They reached a little insignificant tropic island where nothing possibly exciting could take place.

That_One_Noob: Hey, look! We actually somehow managed to reach someplace without dying! In your faces, Idunno and the other guy; I forgot his name!

NapsterGastly: Yeah, but this place is so insignificant and nothing possibly exciting could take place!

That_One_Noob: Yeah, I know!

The raft then broke up and floated away into the sea.

That_One_Noob: Wow, that raft was in such horrible condition, and we made it! That's some serious author laziness right there!

All of a sudden, someone amazing arrived.

TBC

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An0ny An0ny · 2d

A Calbelless Society

Chapter 6: Au Revoir!

Part IV:

The two just received their room, and they decided to order their dinner from the dinner menu. Fascinating!

SaladDressing: I want the delicious and salmonella-filled lobster!

Idunno: Fascinating!

Fascinating! I swear, we need to do something with this story; it's so...bland! *Lightbulb Above Head Thingey Or Something* Ding! I got it! Anyway, after they had their delicious and salmonella-filled dinners, they decided to go exploring! Fascinating! They came across this little room, and they were unsure of what was in it. They decided to open the door.

SaladDressing: Hello, is anybody in here?

They saw a man sitting alone on a desk, writing something about twelve users going on an adventure after the beloved leader dies.

Man: Excuse me, get out, please!

SaladDressing: Wha-Whatever! Jeez, be a little more polite!

SaladDressing slammed the door quickly. They decided to go exploring more. Fascinating! They saw the captain from earlier. He was still sobbing, and panicking, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Conductor: WHY DID I GET A LIBERAL ARTS DEGREE?!

All of a sudden, there was a voice on the intercom. It was the random guy in a suit.

Random Guy in a Suit: *Clears Throat* It appears there is an iceberg ahead of us, and that we will crash into it, and we will form many pieces of media after the ship crashes. We will try to steer the ship out of the iceberg's path, but I can tell there's no hope. That's all for now.

Everyone: ....GAAAAAAAAAAH!!!

Everyone started panicking. Fascinating! Anyway, Idunno and SaladDressing were a little panicked, but not really. The conductor went back into place, and tried to steer the ship out of the iceberg's path. He was successful, but the force required to turn the ship made it flip upside down, and everyone drowned. Our two friends, the conductor, the suit guy, the concierge, the author, you name it. They drowned.

End of Chapter 6

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An0ny An0ny · 2d

A Calbelless Society

Chapter 6: Au Revoir!

Part III:

Idunno and SaladDressing have just arrived on a cruise ship. The first thing they decided to do was to go to some random ship driver and ask them where they're heading. They decided to search around for a boat conductor, and they found a door. They entered the door, and there was the captain. He was sniffing a fine white powder with a dollar bill, and he looked pretty panicked when the two entered.

Conductor: Yes?

SaladDressing: Hi, where are we heading on this boat?

Conductor: What, no, I'm not doing cocaine! Get out of here. *Starts Sobbing* Oh my god, Spicer, what have I done? WHAT HAVE I DONE?

The conductor ran out of the room, still sobbing. Then, a random guy in a suit came in and said,

Random Guy in a Suit: We're heading towards Cowbelly Land.

Idunno: Wow, what a coincidence! It almost seems like the author was too lazy to create a scenario where we're heading to Crysthia Island or something, and therefore creates a scenario where we just end up going to Cowbelly Land!

SaladDressing: Hm, maybe. Hey, since we're here, shouldn't be stay in a room here? Do you have any money on you?

Idunno: Technically, I have enough money to buy pretty much anything, because, yet again, the author is too lazy to make this story realistic!

SaladDressing: Alright! Let's go get a room!

They both went up to a stand where they would buy their rooms. A lady there wearing a fancy concierge outfit confirmed their order.

A Lady There Wearing A Fancy Concierge Outfit: You get your rooms, and you don't need a pass or a card at all because they author is really lazy!

Idunno: Sweet sweet pudding!

SaladDressing: What was that?

Idunno: I really don't know! Let's go to our rooms!

They went to their room. It was a ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ room, with a bathroom with a toilet that doesn't release the Kraken every time you flush! Yay! Amazing!

TBC

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An0ny An0ny · 4d

A Calbelless Society

Chapter 6: Au Revoir!

Part II:

The four users were met with a bigly huge cruise ship. It came riding, and they thought that it would stop for them, but they were blissfully ignored.

SaladDressing: Hey, we have to get on that cruise ship! The raft is starting to wear away and become dilapidated, so the cruise ship is our only hope!

NapsterGastly: Are you insane? That's a 100% token to death! We need to stay on the raft, no matter the condition!

Idunno: Hey, you know, if you oppose swimming to the ship so much, Salad and I will just swim over there ourselves! We have lost so much hope that being separated isn't really much of an issue anymore! Come on, SaladDressing, let's go!

Idunno and SaladDressing started to swim over to the cruise ship. Meanwhile, NapsterGastly looked at That_One_Noob.

NapsterGastly: Wow, Dusty was right when he said you aren't a noob, in like the first chapter.

That_One_Noob: Thanks! Hey, if St_Awesome_Nick were still here, he would probably scold at us for breaking the fourth wall, but: hey, freedom!

NapsterGastly: *Chuckle* Yeah. Hey, we should stop talking, as the story needs to progress to Idunno's and SaladDressing's point-of-views.

NapsterGastly was right. We need to continue the story of Idunno and SaladDressing. Let's continue in their perspective:

Idunno and SaladDressing were swimming hastily through the water to reach the cruise ship. Luckily, there was a ladder on the side of the ship, so they could just hop to the ladder. It took a lot of force to reach the ladder, but they finally did.

Idunno: *Panting* Wow, we finally reached the ladder! Thank god we made it!

SaladDressing: Yeah, let's get to the ship before the post runs out of characters!

Idunno: Yeah!

SaladDressing: Yeah!

Idunno: Yeah!

SaladDressing: Yeah!

Idunno: Yeah!

SaladDressing: Yeah!

Idunno: Woah, watch the characters! We need to continue the story!

SaladDressing: Yeah!

TBC

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An0ny An0ny · 4d

A Calbelless Society

Chapter 6: Au Revoir!

Part I:

The four users were trekking out of Calbel City, following the map to Cowbelly Land, as an only hope to find shelter.

SaladDressing: Are you sure we should be doing this? This is Cowbelly Land we're going to!

NapsterGastly: Shh! We discussed this in the last chapter!

SaladDressing: I know; this is all filler dialouge!

NapsterGastly: Alright.

They continued to walk like they were walking, and it took about as long to reach Cowbelly Land as it took to reach the jungle they stayed in in Chapter 2. Then, they realised it: in all the places they've been (except Calbel City), they've been near the ocean. Speaking of ocean, there was a huge issue, as:

COWBELLY LAND WAS AN ISLAND!

Yeah, they met with the ocean, and the map lead them to an island who-knows how far away.

SaladDressing: Darn it! What will we do now?

That_One_Noob: We need to build a raft; it's our only hope!

NapsterGastly: Hey, Idunno! Use your knife to chop down some trees for wood to build a raft!

Idunno: Ugh, again? This is the third time!

NapsterGastly: Just listen to us!

Idunno sighed and went over to some trees and started the painful process of chopping down some trees. It took a couple hours, like expected, and then they finally had a tree to use for a raft. Idunno then chopped it to pieces, which took another couple hours, and then they used the wood to build a nice raft (which took about an hour). It was late at night when they finished, so they decided to sleep on the ground for the night (remind you of anything?) When they got up, they were all business. They got on the raft and decided to float away. The made a couple oars so they could turn the raft, and they followed the map. They were rowing and rowing, and it seemed like it was hours before they would reach the island. They were a couple hours into the rafting session, and they saw something wonderful.

TBC

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A Calbelless Society

Chapter 5: Home Sweet Home

Part IV:

Since there's enough room on the post, they could communicate their plan.

SaladDressing: *Whispering* Okay, here's the plan! We quietly sneak out of this government room, and then we scram! Don't worry about our friends, they'll probably stop the bomb after they realise we're gone, or just survive the bomb since their in the bunker.

That_One_Noob: *Also Whispering* But how will they know where to walk?

SaladDressing: Just follow my plan; the story needs to progress!

NapsterGastly noticed something.

NapsterGastly: *Whispering* Hey, look, a map!

She went over to the map and brought it back. It was a map to Cowbelly Land.

SaladDressing: We can't go to Cowbelly Land! We're Calbelians!

Idunno: Don't worry, we can MURDER THEM!

NapsterGastly: SHHHH! How about we just disguise ourselves?

SaladDressing: Good idea! Let's get a move on!

Idunno, SaladDressing, NapsterGastly, and That_One_Noob hastily, yet quietly got out of the government house, and then they walked out of the city. They avoided Shinson, as not to bring up attention, and then they followed the map. Meanwhile, the five "stayers" were in the bunker.

KabbagePatchKid: Alright, the bomb should be going off in any moment!

Dusty: Hey, how do we know the four are still there? We should check!

KabbagePatchKid: Nonsense! They couldn't have escaped! I didn't hear a thing! Here, I'll prove it to you.

He opened the door, but the other users weren't there.

KabbagePatchKid: OMIGOD! They aren't there! We must find them!

InvincibleForever: But, what about the bomb?

KabbagePatchKid: Who cares about the bomb! We need to track down your friends immediately!

They all went searching around the city to find their friends (at least, 80% of tem we're looking for friends). They couldn't find them, and they exploded: everyone in the city, including Shinson. I'll let you debate if Cilidiaz died.

End of Chapter 5

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Mudmas Mudmas · 6d

The Walking Cal
Season 1
Episode 1 "High Hopes"
Part 3 "Resistance 2"

Calbel awoke in a room lit primarily by a small crack in a boarded up window, and the far corner by the large metal door opposite of it. He sat up, confused, and began to observe his surroundings. He saw some bandages to his left, a bloody pin and a spool of thread and a small bottle which he could not read the writing of. He began to feel slightly dizzy, and lied back down for a while. He felt weak, and he had no idea where he was. He finally decided to stand up and walk to the door, but as soon as he attempted to do so, he collapsed onto the bed. His right leg shook with tremendous pain. He pulled up his tracksuit and saw at least 9 stitches. Following this site, he decided to lie back down and gather his thoughts. Slowly, everything came back to him. The field, the loss of control, and finally, the walkers he saw crossing the fields. After this, he forced himself through the pain and started walking over to the door. He turned the door knob, and it turned well. However, when he began pulling it open, he experienced an aching in his ribcage, which limited him to opening the door just a tad. He slid his foot through the opening and tried to slide it open with his foot, but he heard footsteps approaching the door at a regular pace.

Calbel : Hello?

The footsteps stopped, and after a brief moment of silence, a voice answered back.

WhoAreYou : Hi, my, uhh... Friends..? Said they spotted you driving down the road about 2 miles north of here. Said you crashed your car. Where were you headed?

Calbel : East, to find help.

WhoAreYou : Well, welcome to Richfield. This is a camp set up by the military. The defense force here is composed mainly of volunteers, including myself and those two who rescued you. You're lucky to be alive.

Calbel : Are there more places like this?

WhoAreYou : Yes. I'll fill you in on the details, just rest for now.

Calbel : Alright.

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The Walking Cal
Season 1
Episode 1 "High Hopes"
Part 2 "Resistance"

Calbel packed his backpack. In it, he put food, water, the radio, a packet of matches and a half used bottle of soap. He also put a knife in his pocket. He emerged from his bunker, only to find out that the city was completely deserted. It was quiet at first, but he heard a faint groan which gradually seemed to be getting closer. He spotted an abandoned car which he took advantage of. He had one goal in mind. Head East to find help.

1 month later......

Besides his shortage on food and water, the journey was much easier than he expected. Although he had a lot of encounters, he began to doubt that he was in any danger at all, until he came out into an opening. In a field, what he saw completely changed his opinion on the likelihood of him surviving. In the field, he saw what seemed to be an endless amount of walkers heading in the same direction as he was. They traveled in numbers!

Calbel : Oh my g-

Before he could finish his sentence, he noticed a figure ahead of him. He attempted to stop, but to no avail. He drove straight into the walker on the road, sending him swerving out of control, until he inevitably rolled directly down the steep hill and into a ditch. He did not die, however, he was knocked clean out.

About a kilometre down the road, an0ny whispered through his binoculars.

an0ny : Should we risk it?

Saraphina : I don't know. I mean, he's not that far away.

an0ny : How do we know he isn't bitten, or even dead? That was one hell of a dip.

Saraphina : How do we know he IS bitten or he IS dead?

an0ny : Good point

an0ny started up the truck parked behind them.

an0ny : Come on now, get in. We need to get back to base before that herd is there.

Saraphina : To be honest, I don't know if our walls will h-

an0ny : Enough! Get in.

They drove at a steady pace down the road to the wreckage in the hopes of finding a stranger.

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A Calbelless Society

Chapter 5: Home Sweet Home

Part III:

That_One_Noob and Idunno just heard someone who wanted to remain at Calbel City.

_Santaphina_: Hey, does anybody else [Calbel, you're category isn't copyrighted, so I have the right to incorporate it in my story] want to remain here? Come up next to me if you want to!

Dusty, InvincibleForever, and Cilidiaz all joined _Santaphina_.

SaladDressing: Why? Why do you want to stay here? Why?

_Santaphina_: Don't ya know, dipsh*t? We've been searching for shelter forever! We need to stay here!

Dusty: Oh, and if anybody bad comes here, we can SLAUGHTER THEM ALL WITH OUR WEAPONS!

Idunno: OH YEAH! I mean...oh no, we can't have us all stay here, but OH YEAH!

Cilidiaz: Also, I'm tired of Satanism, so I'm sticking to Shinobooism! (JK)

InvincibleForever: So, what da ya say?

That_One_Noob: ...We've got to leave. Didn't you hear what he said? ANYBODY CAN TRESPASS? We don't need another Wanker here!

_Santaphina_: Aw, come on!

KabbagePatchKid: *Gasp* How could you insult our bootiful nation like that? SEIZE THEM!

Quickly, KabbagePatchKid grabbed Dusty, InvincibleForever, Cilidiaz, and _Santaphina_ by the arms and hid them in a bunker.

KabbagePatchKid: I AM GOING TO BLOW UP YOUR STUPID LITTLE *SSES!

He yelled, as he pushed a button.

KabbagePatchKid: IN EXACTLY THREE MINUTES, YOU WILL BE BLOWN UP TO PIECES BY NUCLEAR WEAPONS, WHILE YOU'RE STUPID LITTLE FRIENDS HUDE WITH ME IN THE BUNKER!

*Someone In the Bunker*: GUYS! GET OUT! FAST!

KabbagePatchKid: NONSENSE! YOU'LL ALL DIE HERE! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!

Idunno, SaladDressing, NapsterGastly, and That_One_Noob all pretended to cry for help after KabbagePatchKid closed the bunker.

SaladDressing: OH NO, I WON'T ESCAPE! I'M SO SCARED!

Quickly, they all huddled together and stirred up some weird plan out of nowhere.

Idunno: *Whispering* I'd like to talk about our plan, but the post's going to end!

TBC

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The Walking Cal
Season 1
Episode 1 "High Hopes"
Part 1 "Radio"

Calbel was starting to go slightly insane due to the boredom caused by the conditions which he had been living in, and if he wanted to be a free man, had to live in for the past two weeks. He had plenty of food and water to hide from the police for at least two more months, but besides that, the conditions in the bunker were horrible. There was a slight crack in the ceiling above which allowed water to drip through and produce an ever so quiet but constant sound, which was enough to drive anyone mad. The light bulb was dull and it lit the small room unpleasantly.

Calbel (to himself) : I shouldn't have shot him.... God DAMNIT I am stupid.

After quietly ranting to himself about the incident which had forced him into hiding, he started rummaging through the dusty old cabinets.

Calbel : There must be SOMETHING useful down here.

For the most part, all he found were hairballs and dust. But after thoroughly searching, he found a battery-powered radio. He took it out and brought it over to the table on which he placed it. He grabbed the can of soup he had put on to cook over the fireplace and a spoon. He turned on the radio and started to devour his soup. The radio seemed to be in the middle of a message, but then it seemed to repeat.

Radio : This is a message from the government of the United States of America. All citizens are asked not to panic. All citizens outside of San Francisco are asked to evacuate east. Everyone inside San Francisco should stay indoors until the military has cleared the area from the infected.

Calbel was confused, but slowly, as the message continued, he realized that a certain day which noone had expected had finally arrived. However, he came to the realization that San Francisco was not to be fled, which could only have meant one thing. He was in the centre of the start of it all.

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A Calbelless Society

Chapter 5: Home Sweet Home

Part II:

The eight users stand in front of Calbel City, in awe of what has become of it. The city was dilapidated, with ash still in the sky and lots of dust. However, there were some buildings which looked furnished, as if some other have decided to live there. The users decided to enter the city, but were met with a guard.

Guard: Hi, my name is Shinson. I need a certification for you to enter.

InvincibleForever: Yeah, hi, we're past citizens of this city; you know, before it blew up.

Shinson: Hm...Yeah, I heard about you guys. Welcome.

Shinson gave them a certification and walked further into the city. At the heart of the city, where the government was supposed to be, there was a building decorated with lions. They walked up to it and entered, and they Users were greeted by a familiar figure.

KabbagePatchKid: Hello? Who comes here?

InvincibleForever: Hey, remember us?

KabbagePatchKid: Oh, yeah! Welcome back! Where you hiding underground got the past few days?

InvincibleForever: No, it's...a little more complicated than that.

KabbagePatchKid: Well, ever since the fall of Calbel City, I've been the leader, and all these other people were lost wanderers from different locations, which I have allowed to enter!

InvincibleForever: Oh, cool!

_Santaphina_: Do you...have the same government as Calbel City had before?

KabbagePatchKid: Well, no...not quite. Our main philosophy is Shinobooism, and to let in anyone who may come!

Idunno: Wow, Dex_THE_HALLS_79 would have liked to hear that!

That_One_Noob: Did you hear that last part?

That_One_Noob leaned in closer to whisper to the others.

That_One_Noob: Perhaps we should leave, since there would be some not-quite-friendly campers entering.

Idunno: Yeah, that's a good idea; we should leave...

_Santaphina_: You know, we don't have to leave.

That_One_Noob: Huh? What are you talking about?

TBC

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A Calbelless Society

Chapter 5: Home Sweet Home

Part I:

Cilidiaz: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! NEDVESSZUKA!

That_One_Noob put his hand on Cilidiaz's shoulder.

That_One_Noob: She's gone. However, we have to move on.

Cilidiaz: NOOO! SHE CAN'T BE GONE! IT'S ONLY BEEN A MINUTE! SHE CAN STILL BE ALIVE!

_Santaphina_: Cilidiaz, there's no logic in this story. Just assume she's dead, and let's get a move-on.

Cilidiaz: Yeah, but, how can we know the others died? How can we know SHE DIED? Ugh...It can't be true.

InvincibleForever: Just accept it, Cilidiaz, you didn't even know her for that long.

Cilidiaz: Easy for you to say...

Idunno: Cilidiaz, everyone dies. You'll die. I'll die. Nedvesszuka died. Calm down and get up. We're already halfway through the post.

InvincibleForever: Let's just leave Cilidiaz alone for a second...

Everyone waited for Cilidiaz to recover. Everyone stood on the ground and ate some fish from a nearby stream. Meanwhile, Cilidiaz drew an upside down cross on the ground, and on the armspan piece, she wrote,

"RIP Nedvesszuka: 239 B.C. – 2018"

Cilidiaz: *Softly* Let Satan be with you for eternity...

NapsterGastly: Cilidiaz? Are you ready to go?

Cilidiaz: ...Yeah, let's go.

The eight users followed the machine thing Nedvesszuka had built in order to guide themselves back to Calbel City, where they haven't been in...three days. Although it was only three days, it felt like eternity to them (and to me, because I make one part a day, and there are four parts in a chapter, and a chapter is normally one day long). It was about four hours the users walked, and they didn't realise they were so far from home. They then remembered the long trek from the minefield to the jungle. That explained it.

SaladDressing: Jeez, when are we going to be there? It's really hot out today.

Cilidiaz: Stop complaining, and we will make it there faster!

When the users finally arrived at Calbel City, they were shocked.

TBC

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A Calbelless Society

Chapter 4: Eerie Twins

Part IV:

Nedvesszuka: You know, some people just need to work, and not eat, because they need to go somewhere IMMEDIATELY!

That_One_Noob: You know, you don't have to help us! We can just go back to searching, like we always do! You don't need to do any of this!

Nedvesszuka: Yeah, but the story needs to progress! Just go do...something!

That_One_Noob: Alright, then!

The eight users went into the large room, and they waited. The dozed around, and then they took a little nap. After a couple hours, they heard something that roused them.

Nedvesszuka: GUYS! GET UP! COME OVER HERE!

The eight users hurriedly ran over to Nedvesszuka, who looked very ecstatic.

Nedvesszuka: GUYS! I FINISHED BUILDING YOUR THING!

Nedvesszuka held up a piece of machinery, which had a large screen and some buttons!

Nedvesszuka: So, you press the "Search" button *points* to type in your destination, such as Calbel Land *types it in*, and it tracks your current location, and the big arrow on the screen *points to it* guides the direction you need to walk in order to effectively reach your destination! Just walk in the direction the arrow points, and you'll arrive in the destination in no time!

Nedvesszuka handed the users the device, and CrystalMajestica carried it.

Cilidiaz: Thank you so much, Nedvesszuka! Our parents should've never sacrificed you or name you Nedvesszuka! We can't thank you enough!

Nedvesszuka: No problemo! Satan did you a good deed today!

Cilidiaz: Thanks! ^_^

SaladDressing made a success sign with his fist, but his elbow hit a button, and some gas entered the room, and Nedvesszuka had a worried look on her face!

Cilidiaz: No! That button releases toxic gas! If any demons found me, that's how I would kill them! Get out, fast!

The eight users hurriedly ran out of the underground hatch.

Cilidiaz: Come with us, sis!

Nedvesszuka: I can't! It's too late! Bye!

End of Chapter 4

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Grief.

It swallows you up and spits you out. That's what people say anyways. But that's not all it does.

When it swallows you up it takes a good look at your life.
Your imperfections.
Your weaknesses.
Your soul and your mind. Then it keeps telling you what you did wrong. What about you is wrong.
Why you are wrong.
It never once stops to consider your feelings. Spinning and turning around, like getting caught in a wave. You try to breath, come to the surface and escape all manner of dark things, but you cant.
It will grab your ankles, and slowly pull you down. The further down you go, the weaker you will get. It will continue to thrash about, continue to hold you captive from anyone or anything, tied up in chains of your own sorrow.
It will bring you to your knees. It will make the sun disappear. It will put you in handcuffs and put a gag around your happy emotions. You felt the grief snake down your arms, in your mouth and all over your chest, binding you to your sadness.

But then the chains disappeared. The gag was released, and you felt stronger. You could feel yourself floating, your body ejecting the grief out of your body. The sun came back. You felt warm.

And you broke the surface of the waves. You felt other emotions. You saw the light. You fought to be happy, you fought to be humane. And although it was not easy, you will always resurface, no matter how many times you're pulled under.

Stay strong
Tell others of your grief
Remember; its not over
Each of you have the power to resurface.
Never submit to the grief.
Good people are the ones who push past the sadness.
Try as hard as you can; it will pay off
Help others dealing with grief.

S T R E N G T H

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The Walking Cal : A story I will try write to see if I'm actually decent at it. It is a continuation of a comment stories comment, changed slightly.

Backstory : Calbel shot Tom because he wouldn't... Uh.... Anyway, the police caught him, but he was carrying a rare strain of a rapidly evolving disease. The police around him caught it and they went unconscious before starting to make grunting noises. Calbel ran away from them. The disease was found and a cure was made, which Calbel took. But shortly after the cure was created, the disease evolved resistance, and eventually took over the brain completely. This made victims slowly rot from the outside in and eat only of the living of their species. Humans. The disease was transmitted through the air, but an infected person would not lose control of themselves until they either died or were bitten by the rotting. Calbel went into hiding in a bunker to escape the police. Three days later, he re-emerged, only due to something which he had heard on the radio.

The Walking Cal : Coming soon

(Please leave what you think in the comments about the idea)

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A Calbelless Society

Chapter 4: Eerie Twins

Part III:

InvincibleForever was just about to explain to Nedvesszuka why they were there.

InvincibleForever: Ah, yes, there's more room! Alright. We're all members of Calbel City, but our city was almost completely trashed by a ton of mines. We couldn't see where we were going, so we wandered off in a random direction, and ended up in a forest, a mountain, and finally here. We need to find our way back to Calbel City, and fast.

Nedvesszuka: Hey, I think I can build a thingy for you to find Calbel City again! Meanwhile, there are bedrooms in the hall!

The eight users realised there was a hall. They entered the hall, and there was a big bedroom with ten or so beds. There were two beds which weren't occupied, but they didn't care. Since it was still very early in the morning from which they escaped the mountain, they decided to go back to bed. However, at morning time, they heard a loud sound, and they went outside to see Nedvesszuka creating the "thing".

SaladDressing: Um...How much time did you spend last night working on this?

Nedvesszuka: What do you mean?

SaladDressing: How much sleep did you get last night?

Nedvesszuka: None! You don't need sleep if you have adderall!

SaladDressing: Oh, yeah, right...

Nedvesszuka: Breakfast is in the cupboard.

The eight users realised there was a cupboard. They took some food from it, which was: deep fried demon! Yum!

Cilidiaz: Hey, this deep fried demon is actually really tasty! Gives me nostalgia of over 2000 years ago!

InvincibleForever: Yeah, well that's easy for you to say.

After breakfast, Nedvesszuka was still working on the "thing".

That_One_Noob: Did you eat breakfast already, Nedvesszuka?

Nedvesszuka: No! However, you don't need breakfast if you have adderall!

That_One_Noob: But, it's not healthy to eat so little! Even if you're on adderall, you still need to eat! Also, I just noticed how slim you are!

TBC

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I'm Dan

I have a condition which makes me feel sensations, like déjà vu. I can not only recall these memories, but every single detail about it.

When I look at certain things, it happens. When I look at a poster of Toy Story, I can remember the t-shirt I was wearing while watching the movie, and the colour of it. I can remember the smell of the old house hold and the chocolate melting off my fingers and onto my pants. I can recall these things.

This is the story of how I used my ability to find Phil Lester.

~~

A sad story of how a troubled soul fixes another. Read the rest of the story here - https://www.wattpad.com/495458905-feeling-phan-short-story-0-5

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A Calbelless Society

Chapter 4: Eerie Twins

Part II:

Nedvesszuka was telling her story about what happened to her as a child.

Nedvesszuka: So, when I was four years old, our parents sacrificed me to Satan! I spent the last 2235 years trying to escape, and seventeen years ago, I finally did! Since it took so long to escape hell, I needed some help to go along with it: adderall! I discovered it in a chest under the molten rocks of Gehenna. Ever since, I've been taking adderall! Even after I escaped, I was addicted, so I keep taking adderall to this day! The reason I hide in this bunker all the time is because I don't want Satan to find out that I escaped; he still doesn't know to this day. He has a complete view of the overworld, except for underground.

Cilidiaz: So you've been trapped in hell for two millennia? That must've been paradise!

Nedvesszuka: Well, not really, because I was just a little girl at the time. I was desperate. Desperation doesn't make an experience enjoyable!

Cilidiaz: Oh. So, since you were in hell for so long, did Satan give you immortality?

Nedvesszuka: No, I never really thought of that. However, I survived for 2235 years because when you go to hell, you are in your current bodily state before you die or get summoned there, and you don't age. So, since I'm technically 2256 years old, I have the body of a twenty-one year old cat, since I have only grown for the first four years of my life, and the seventeen years after I escaped hell.

Cilidiaz: Wow, I have the body of an eighteen year old cat, since that was the age I received immortality. I haven't grown since.

SaladDressing: Um, I don't want to interrupt your sisterly conversation, but, that story kind of took up three quarters of this post! We need to get the story moving along!

Nedvesszuka: Alright! Now, what do you need, exactly?

InvincibleForever: I'd like to explain, but there isn't enough room left in the post to give a proper explanation!

TBC

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