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SNORFOD IZ CONFUZZLED
Snorfod looked down at his hands and saw they were tied into a tourniqet at Blanket's house. But something was off. Where was Blanket? Hadn't he already done this?
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" yelled Snorfod when Eggley ripped off the silver tape from his mouth. A slight burn pulsated from his upper lip.
Eggley took Snorfod into another room in the makeshift treehouse, where, of course, the walls melted into another scene. But the setting wasn't what he'd thought it be. Instead of him and Eggley standing on an igneous rock island in the middle of a magma sea, they were standing in snow. Very, very, very deep snow. It was literally 1,000 times taller than Eggley and Snorfod were put together (Keep in mind, they're only six inches tall). Snorfod shivered and morphed back into his Pac-Man ghost self, aware this was not like his desert home.
"E-E-E-E-Egggggggggley, what th-th-th-"
"Right now, we're approxamatley, eh, on the top of the world right now," Eggley said, interuppting him ONCE AGA
Aftermath- Snorfod Story
Snorfod could only stare. He didn't know her well enough to go into a blown out sob, or even shed a tear, so Snorfod patted Blanket's head and tried to be calming.
Well, you see how well that worked.
Blanket sobbed, cried, and when she'd compose herself, she'd mumble broken words that sounded like "They broke her... They broke her..." Snorfod had never seen her look like, well, a child. Helplessness seemed to radiate off of her.
Snorfod examined the makeshift treehouse Zombie John McCain had destroyed. A gaping hole was now visible from the "celing" and her stamp collection was now worthless. A few blood stains dotted the wall and floors. When Zombie John McCain flew away, he left a broken home, a broken Cali, and a broken Blanket heart. Snorfod could almost cry at the scene, but he was too badass for that. Crying was illogical in Snorfod's unstoppable eyes.
Blanket got to her feet and stared at Snorfod. Her eyes, usually a Sharpie black, were red and it appeared Blanket was
Blanket Returns- Snorfod StoryA feeling of panic spread through him as he examined the girl in front of him. He'd encountered her before, where she nearly killed him. Snorfod expected a fight or something to attack him, but everything was calm. He looked around shifty-ly as he heard Cali close the door into the "treehouse".
Blanket raised an eyebrow as she waited for Snorfod to reply.
Snorfod at Blanket, then at Cali, then back at Blanket. It was then when he ran for the door yelling, "VICTORIA!!! GET ME THE HELL OUT OF HERE!!!!!" He tried to open the door, but apparently, it locked from the outside. What kind of retarded ass door locks from the outside?
Someone grabbed Snorfod's wrists from behind him with acceptional force. When he realized they were hands instead of paws, he squirmed even more. He kicked the person behind him in between the legs, but then remembered he was in an entire house with girls/females, so then he was like "Damn."
"You didn't tell me you were the chosen one," Blanket whispered in his ear
Snorfod's destinySnorfod looked around the empty throne room then spoke. "Uh, hi Cali. I'm Snorfod, the chosen one, and I'm not sure why I'm here."
Cali paused, blinked once, then quietly muttered "Quite." She turned to Simon and Blue and gestured toward a hallway on the opposite side of the room. Simon and Blue nodded and bowed, then escorted Snorfod on either side of him toward the hallway. Snorfod stopped and demanded "Where the hell are you taking me?" Once again, he felt a tad bit rude asking that in such a tone, but he wasn't falling for going off alone with a couple of strangers again.
"We're taking you to the legend room. Master Cali would have escorted you herself, but she has much business to attend to," Simon said cheerfully. He and Blue started off to the hallway, then turned back and said, "Well hurry now, wouldn't want to keep Victoria waiting." Snorfod stared quizzicly at them for a second, then followed slowly behind.
The hallway seemed to decend down into the ground, getting colder eve
Eggley and SnorfodBlanket's innocent little girl eyes turned into an evil glare. She smiled from ear-to-ear in a grusome grin. The tree door (also covered in stamps) shut with a loud bang. Snorfod may have been unstoppable, but this really scared the crap out of him. Regardless, he got in a defencive stance and steeled himself for a fight.
In a quick move, too fast for Snorfod's humanized eyes, Blanket ripped out a knife from a mysterious back pocket. She yelled out something in another langauge, then ran toward Snorfod, knife clutched in her hand. Snorfod felt a twinge of adredaline as he charged toward her.
Fast little shit, Snorfod thought as he tried many times to incapacitate her. He tried time after time to steal the knife from her, but she'd dodge his awesome Tai Kwon Do skillz, and quickly reversed the move. Snorfod even tried using a bowstaff he found hanging on the wall to defend himself, but he wasn't quite sure how to use it. When he got the chance, he'd swing it in her general drection, but
Snorfod the GreatTouching Snorfod's rainbow propeller hat was a bad move on zombie John McCain's part. That was one thing you just didn't do. So, in a quick move of self-defense he somehow acquired, he ripped John McCain's arm out of his zombie arm socket and knocked out the being.
Snorfod thought he could make a clean getaway, but that wasn't so. For whatever reason zombie John McCain was in a castle in midevil times with Snorfod, he had the kings army too. So when Snorfod made his way to the bridge, he had an army of red-coated soldiers following close behind. But, once again, Snorfod was unstoppable; he could do anything. Even with a damaged flying rainbow propeller hat, he flipped off the kings' army and flew away into the distance.
He flew onward with no general direction in mind except for away from the castle. John McCain had screwed up the tiny wings on his hat, which made his getaway uncomfortable and bumpy. In one second he'd be 200 hundred feet off the ground, then instantainiously be 10 fee
The Wild Adventures of SnorfodA big gust of wind was all Snorfod needed to begin his adventure to the big city. He put his colorful propellor hat on and then he was off! His hat caught the wind and he flew higher and higher until he touched the clouds; he was unstoppable. He could see, when he looked down, the sand dunes of his desert home. Snorfod also saw the green cactuses that jabbed him when he tried to hug them. Poor Snorfod, none of the cactuses wanted to hug him...
Snorfod flew a little farther until he stopped to enjoy the lunch he made for himself; toothpaste. His breath would be minty fresh after he ate it because it is delicious and minty.
Snorfod made his way to the city where he got deoderant and toothpaste, his favorite foods. And with his inhuman ability to climb things 90 degrees off the ground, he could literally walk up the side of buildings and skyscrapers; once again, he was unstoppable. But he stopped and walked into traffic when he saw something glinting in the sun on the street.
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