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Inside Hillary Clinton's Surreal Post-Election Life
One day later…
URock, Idunno and I clambered into a SIP sedan. We would be dropped off half a kilometer from Twitter headquarters. I previously had read the mission briefing and knew Twitter was a bigger and more technologically advanced organization. It had more than one thousand agents and staff.
I stared out the window. What if our mission failed? What if we got seriously injured, or even killed? I tried not to think of those things as Cilidiaz pulled into an alleyway.
“You all know what to do from here,” she nodded. “Good luck.” She put it in reverse and pulled away. I breathed in the city air. “Wow,” I said, looking at the huge skyscrapers and busy streets. The half kilometer walk to Twitter was nothing. It took about ten minutes, with the three of us chatting away.
“Well, here it is,” URock said, facing a bland office building. The Twitter Agency Headquarters was designed to look uninteresting, but on the inside it was anything but.
We stepped into the lobby. Like the outside, it was created to deter anyone who didn't know it was actually a social media giant. “Can I help you three?” A receptionist asked.
“Yeah, my friends and I were looking for Brent Murray?” Idunno asked, using the code name to let the receptionist know we knew the same as she.
She raised an eyebrow. “Ok, what do you all want? And how do you know about Twitter headquarters?” URock grimaced, acting.
“We're from Calbel. We want in. He treated us horribly!” She explained. As she said this, I gestured to my leg to further her point.
The secretary looked suspicious. “You three wait right there,” she said as she pointed to some stiff chairs. We sat and watched her pick up the phone. She said a few words and then turned to us.
“Stay there and wait. Mr Brighton will be down to talk to you.” We all smiles inwardly as we nodded. We had a chance.
This is a sequel to the "Dusty Dies" Story:
Then, he woke up. Anonymous woke up. "Wait... Did I just have a dream about someone dying and everyone celebrating? Hm... I knew I should have gotten my sanity checked!", he said to himself. But, he remembered that Dusty forced him to get an account, which he hasn't gotten yet. But, still, he was wondering why he would have had such a violent and psychopathic dream. He wondered all day, asking everyone what they thought, and they all said it was too far, even though he might have been a little rude to me. After doing all that, he went on Calbel.com, and then saw that his dream was actually posted on the Stories category. "What?", he asked to himself. "How could this happen? Who decided to just post my dream on some website? I'm sure that people are going to question my sanity.", said Anonymous to himself. Even after he posted that comment, Anonymous thought that people would still question his sanity. So, the only logical thing to do was make an account, so people wouldn't keep questioning his sanity. "Well, how am I going to get an account?", he asked to himself. He decided to just let it go, and read some stories. He read this very good series called "Calbel Spy", and it was so good that he decided to give it a heart. But, when he pressed that button, he had to sign in. "Oh! So that's how you sign in!", he said to himself. So, he signed in, and after 10 minutes, he finally had an account. He was Pizzer Clock. Then, he woke up again. "Did I just have a dream about me having a dream about someone dying and I had to get an account. Wow! I knew I should have gotten my sanity checked!", he said to himself. Then, he just went along with his day, remaining the Anonymous he really is.
Series: The Attack on Cowbelly. Part 1 (continued)
6 HOURS LATER
The immediate team sat around a table, there was Idunno, URock, CrystalMajestica, Moustacher, DinoDudeMike and Dasano. They talked about others who could join the team and the roles they could play in the attack. Eventually Calbel said 'Right, been an interesting day today, gotta catch some sleep'. Everyone rushed to their houses in Calbel Town. But before they could do so, a hooded figure came out from a corner of the Meeting Hall (the place they just had their team disccusion) The hooded man said 'I want to be in the team too' as he pulled his hood off. Everyone gasped. Even Calbel had his hand over mouth- this had never happened in Calbel Town, never in it's 10 years of existence.
Note: If you are not in this story so far, don't worry I can still put you in. (Dusty you'll be in the story in the next part) Comment down below if you want to be in the series. Thanks.
Series: The Attack on Cowbelly. Part 1: Picking the team.
It was all Idunno's idea...'Calbel, I think Cowbelly's gonna overcome you with subs, we got to do something about it' he said.
I (Moustacher) suggested to upload more frequently, or to make longer vids.
URockMyWorld then asked 'Umm, Calbel, do you know where Cowbelly lives...?'
'I think we should plan out an attack on him', said URock
'Don't be silly, that's imposs-' I began, but Calbel raised his hand for me to stop talking, Calbel then began 'Urock is right, I have been worrying about it for a while and indeed I have thought of that option a number of times'.
'So what's the plan...?' I said.
'Well, we have to pick a team first'.
'Calbel, are you deciding the team?' I asked.
'Sooo...what is the team that's gonna launch the attack' Urock asked.
'Well, you three are definetely in it...I heard you have a friend round' here Idunno who is it?'
'Cilidiaz' replied Idunno.
'Aha perfect, we need the most trusted of my users, so, so far we've got Moustacher, Idunno, URockMyWorld & Cilidiaz...I think we should bring in DinoDudeMike, he seems like a good fella...and perhaps...hmm. CrystalMajestica, she seems active and I believe she joined this website a while ago' Calbel said.
'Dasano looks like a nice guy, I think we should have him in the team, he could be our back-up' I said.
'Very well', said Calbel.
Here's a story called "Dusty Dies":
Once upon a time,
There was a man named Dusty. Wait, was it a man? Oh, I can't remember. Whatever. There was a THING named Dusty. He/she/it was being a troll as usual, hating on the poor anonymous people as usual, and making them so upset that they wrote FanFics about it about it dying. Yep, he was that type of person. So, one day, he was walking down the street when someone threw a piece of paper at him. It fainted, because that was the type of thing it was. But, here's where all the excitement happens. That person throws another piece of paper at it. Now, it's actually dead. Some anonymous people saw this, and they cheered and cheered. They didn't give Dusty a funeral. Instead they fed him to hungry piranhas, and some people complained that Dusty wasn't alive when it was eaten by vicious fish. I know I would complain. So, the other users had a party at wrightentertainment's house, because he's the ultimate party thrower, along with Idunno. They party and party and celebrate Dusty's death. Except for Wanker. He actually liked Dusty. But, what does he know? The world was sure a better place when Dusty was dead. Everyone remembered that day in history as the best one in Calbel Land.
P.S. I had a lot of fun writing this story.
I walk into your bedroom. I see you laying on your bed, asleep. I grab out my axe and walk over to you. I raise my axe up slowly, and quickly slam the blade side of the axe into your body. You wake up and see me. You scream in both pain and fright. I laugh maliciously, an evil smile on my face, as I whack you again and again. As you bleed out onto your bed, my smile grows bigger and my laugh grows louder. When you're about dead, I sit you up onto your bed and, with one swift whack, chop your head off!
Sweet dreams. I'll be watching you.
Get up at 2:46 AM to use the restroom. Pass by the bathroom mirror, notice that you are standing expressionless. Still showing no emotion, put your hands on the lower part of your mouth, grasping your jaw tightly. Hear the wet, crackling noises, as you slowly tear your jaw off, without screaming. See your blood, dripping down your neck, your tongue, hanging out. Now wake up.
I am still a fresh image in your mind. Yourself. I am still an image in your mind. An eye covered by a black scribble. I am still in your mind. I have BEEN HERE, and there is no way to get me out. Call me what you wish, but I will always be here, with you.
Isn't this a fun game~? Let's play again!
Dusty. When you said that my stories are -1/10, you are forgetting to acknowledge the facts that Calbel logic is reversed, so you're basically saying I am 11/10 in today's standards. Also, don't give me a 10/10 or up on this post. By the way, imagine trying to get an account when you're stranded in the middle of the Sahara where you can't get an account. Haters be hatin'. If only Calbel could just ban people from the website. No, I will not be banned, JSYK. I heard that there are these new things that people have called "lives". Go get one.
A New User In Calbel Land: Part Two:
"Uh! Fine...", complained Dusty, who didn't really care about any new residents. "Well, isn't this exciting? A new user!", said Moustacher. "Okay, everybody! Go back to your houses, our new resident is getting a new home.", said Calbel. So, everybody went back to their houses, while Dusty reluctantly showed Cumin Spice Girl around. After Cumin Soice Girl was settled, there was an alarm ringing in Calbel's office. "Uh oh! ACalbelForYourThoughts! We have a problem! CowbellyTV is here and is attacking our land! Go set the weapons, while I alert everyone!", yelled Calbel. "Okee dokee Canokee!", replied ACalbelForYourThoughts. So, Calbel made the announcement, and everyone got their weapons and went to the battlefield. "Wow, this is interesting! I was actually going to make a series about launching an attack on CowbellyTV Land!", said Moustacher, when he heard the news. Cumin Spice Girl was in charge of the missiles during the war, and FluffyTorpedo drove the battleship. "Hey, Cumin Spice Girl, I see CowbellyTV's ships! Send a missile over there!", yelled Charlie_Chu. "Okay!", replied Cumin Spice Girl, although she went the other way. Cumin Spice Girl sent a missile on the Calbel Park, and it was destroyed. "Oops! I might have accidentally put the airplane in reverse!", yelled Cumin Spice Girl. Then, out of nowhere, the CowbellyTV people surrendered randomly, and left to go back to their land. "Cumin Spice Girl! You just bombed the park! Now it's destoyed!", yelled URockMyWorld. "Oops! I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?", asked Cumin Spice Girl. Because the people of Calbel Land were so nice, they could forgive her. But, they wouldn't let her participate in the wars.
To Be Continued...
Hello! I am the guy who created the story "The Insane User". After seeing the hate from the last story, I decided to make another part! Idunno, maybe Dusty will put a 1 in front of his post after reading this! Well, don't enjoy:
"Haha! You think you can kick some murderer butts with that foam katana? Haha! Your son is the real murderer!", yelled FT. "OH, SO YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST GET AWAY WITH TEASING ME LIKE THAT? I SUMMON HEART ATTACK!", yelled the guy's mother. All of a sudden, FT got a heart attack, and fell to the floor, dead. Dasano was so shocked that he ran away. "LOOODOOOLOOODOOO!", yelled the mother, yelling her war cry. All of a sudden, a bunch of women that looked just like her came alive and started chasing Dasano. He looked around frantically for help, when he saw somebody with a broken leg walk out of a hospital. He kind of looked like a spy. He was walking and saw another person, and that other person walked to him.
"Hey, Wright," he said sorrowfully. "I'm really sorry about what happened. It was my fault you got shot, and I can't believe I'm not fired yet. I just wanted to say I'm sorry." Then, he shook hands with the other guy. Dasano thought that this man might help him, so he started running towards him. "Just because I forgive you doesn't mean I won't ask for any more favours.", he said jokingly. Dasano was so close to him, but then a black Sedan came and picked him up, so they were driven away before he could get to them.
"Well, what to do now?", asked Dasano, running because the women were catching up with him. Then, he saw another man. His name was Dusty. He walked up to Dusty.
"Uh, hello?", asked Dasano. "What? Another user? I don't help other users! Wait a minute... You're the guy from that stupid story that the dumb anonymous guy posted! That story was so horrible! I would never help a character from that story! Unacceptable! 0/10! Get out of here!"
Here's a story called "The Condition"!
Hello? Okay. My name is Dasano. I am a male and 31 years old. I remember the time that I will never forget. It was very horrifying, and I am getting nervous just talking about it right now. Well, enough chatter. Story time. So, when I was 21 and I was young and free, my friend named wrightentertainment invited me to a party at his house. I was very excited to go, and I started packing to go to the party that was that night. I got dressed and put my clothes on, and I had a few spare hours. So, I went and watched a movie with my wife, Charlie_Chu, and when I was done, I realised that the party was in five minutes. wrightentertainment's house was only a mile away, but I couldn't get there in five minutes. So, I ran as fast as I could. I ended up a few minutes late, but wrightentertainment didn't really care. So, at the party, wrightentertainment's butler, Dusty, gave me a doughnut. It felt unusual and maybe a little old, but declining the offer was rude, so I took and ate the doughnut. Oh, I shouldn't have done that. You don't know how much I regret that. Well, I'll try not to get carried away, so let's get back to the story. So, after I ate the doughnut, we went and watched some television and drank some Champagne. After drinking the Champagne, I felt a bit unusual, but I brushed it aside. after the movie, I felt a little queasy, but I brushed it off and thought it was the Champagne, although I only had one glass. So, we went to play Monopoly, and I got tired halfway through the game. I felt more and more tired, until I collapsed on the floor. I woke up in the hospital. There was wrightentertainment, Dusty, Idunno, FluffyTorpedo, Charlie_Chu, and Virus. They all looked scared, except for Dusty. Then, the doctor walked in. He said the following words into my ear. "Dasano, I'm sorry to say this, but you have..."
Note: I will be busy for a while, so the next part will come out in two years.