Finished Folds (221—240)
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2See if I had the kind of typewriter that brought the events written to life. I weaved a eloquent litany of horrific events about to unfold in his general direction
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5And pulled a dead rabbit out of his hat. "This is your future, Senator!" He shrieked, disembowelling the rabbit and putting its intestines on a nearby door. He donned a IRS oufit
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1Urruptititiously she discovered a convention that seemed to be for reincarnated souls in the forms of animals. She arrived at her first Furries convention and grimaced
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3"Oh shut up Derek." They replied. "You're not even a real God." Derek bristled, transformed, and showed them His final form. The Omega 3 God stared down at them, razor sharp teeth
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214. Ingest the sun via your left nostril. 15. Enter the Miss Universe competition and shoot a fireball at Donald Trump. 16. Become a necromancer and convince caviar to overthrow
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3Their honeymoon and things weren't going well. The private D.I dressed as a scythe had let Mrs Death know that her husbands paranoia about theft had stemmed from huge debts owed to
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6Housewife I found under the winding stairs. He upended the Jack and took a hearty swig. "Right, breathe, breathe, and Push." Clouds started forming underneath her and out popped
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3I was so giddy with excitement about the news of still being alive I ran out into th street, forgetting the carnival was on. I was squashed dead by elephants, carts and brass bands
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0Little did she know she'd accidentally initiated her own self destruct chip lodged in her brain from her barely remembered kidnapping eons before. Chicken and rice flies everywhere
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2Il one day the realisation hit him like a nail in a coffin. "I can raid the dead!" he exclaimed. "Angus, vomit clear up on aisle 3" Billionaire planet cemetery. Twas too perfect.
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2Broken bread with instead of being beaten bloody with one. You can not only fold a story, but fold yourself out of any predicament too. This was Houdinis finest secret.
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4Up a bit. A spinning vegemite smeared faux fur can become quite the offensive weapon, and failing that, can open up a vortex t send your enemy to the vegemite universe. Dark there.
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1Stomped on their own brain before!" The crowd cheered and threw their limbs in the air as the AGT team preened at the contestant. Mel opened her head and said" do what thou whilst"
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2All three heads of Midnight came leaping out of the well of despair and drenched my face in the slobber of tentacle ridden tongues. Madness did love his scruffy wuffy.
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4See the clockwork elves. This drug is crazzzzyyy. She thought. The word crazy lit up around her, and the elves began their clockwork dance around the lettering. Welcome to the show
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1Pickled in various juices but as heroic as ever. I AM WEASEL. He shouted. Oh great, he's gone mad. Put him in the recuperation tank. Th one with the piranhas? No. The other smashed
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1I did not expect the lump hammer to the head during the second round. A smash becomes more smashing with brain damage. I think I found God that day. Or a walrus impersonating Him
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3The fart acted as a propeller and he smashed through the window and strangled me in the wheels of his chair. My last words were "I deserved this." He chuckled in agreement. The end
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4cture a spinning vortex underneath your bed with the distant yowling of a cat. This very event was going to shape the rest of my day. I put on my best suit and dived in.
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4He gazed at us solemnly, and nodded. Pushing up his sleeves, he marched straight towards the enemy. Blood, bones and organs flew through the air. Ahh, the equaliser!