YTMND text adventure!
Created on: March 26th, 2007
Part II, based on DeltaJerk's comment, will soon be released. But if you'd like to make ytmnds based on any of the other suggestions, feel free to do so.
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I stroll in with my chest well oiled. I slip the old man a mickey and take advantage. I begin my insterting my large, throbbing c*ck into his mouth, slowly easing my way down his trachea. I begin to unzip the old man's pants. Quickly I grip onto his already depleting erection, I begin pumping away while he sucks my c*ck. The old man's nurse comes in, face like a rhino, starts fingering me in the ass. I ejaculate imeediatly and zip up. I go outside and play basketball with my friends.
Robots are trying to drill my brain but my lightning shield inflicts DOA attack, leaving the robots as flaming piles of metal.
King Arthur congratulates me for destroying Dr. Robotnik's evil army of Robot Socialist Republics. The cold war ends. Reagan steals my accomplishments and makes like it was cause of him.
He enters the old man's apartment cautiously. The old man greets him. He tells the student that to be a successful writer, he must first be creative. A brief montage ensues. Finally, the student is able to create a flawless ytmnd by the instruction of none other than the father of all fads, Sir Thomas Sean Connery.
That was my original intention. It would have been too much work for me, so the YTMNDers who suggested the actions would make them themselves. I made a ytmnd earlier today asking people if they were willing to participate in an interactive YTMND project, but it was met with derision. So I made this instead.
I don't feel like being shot by a schizophrenic old man registered with the NRA, so the playground is where I spend most of my days. Then a couple of guys, who were up to no good, starting making trouble in my neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared, and said "You're moving with your aunt and uncle to Bel-Air".
Run into the apartment and blast the old man with a water gun, he transforms into a Snorlax pokemon, gets well annoyed, then mcguyver comes along, with his assistant milton and using the golden stapler of Dragonball z, Staple his *ss to the floor then watch as picard comes in and blasts him with his tommy gun.
You then go and have fun with stephanie from lazy town
I would put on a Nixon mask and go inside and rape the sh*t out of the old man, then Id be all like "I AM NOT A CROOK" when I climaxed inside his ass. Then Id take off the mask and Id be Michael Wolfson and be all like "LOL TROLLED!" Then Id bust the f*cking condom on his chest and leave him feeling used.
meets sean connery who gives him the old "you have the manner of a goat, and you smell like a donkey" before pushing him out of the window. When Sean later gets arrested for accused racialy motivated crime and is asked by the judge how he pleads, he says "personally I think your a f*cking idiot" then proceeding the cap everyone in the room.
I'll break into the apartment, because the stories about him aren't true. Sure, he's a miserable old bastard, but he wears his socks inside out and uses real milk in his tomato soup, giving it a pretty skin on the top. He also wrote a book once and then went into hiding. So now, he's looking for a talented young brother, such as myself, to teach things to and to go to football games with. He also likes to use racially innappropriate slang such as 'YOU'RE THE MAN NOW, DOG!' I win. :)
You sneak into the apartment and find that the old man is actually a "hologram" of God that only you can see, and he tells you to find three lost relics, one of which is found in Lindsay Lohan's pussy. You get the relics and Lohan and God grants you one wish: You wish that Lohan "OH" face expression wouldn't change. The end. Now...is that PS 89 by any chance?
I'd whistle for a cab and when it came near
The license plate would say fresh and have dice in the mirror
If anything I would say this cab is rare
But I'd think 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'
I'd pull up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yell to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'
I'd look at my kingdom
I'd be finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
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