Chapters 1 and 2 are below.
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7/7.5
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13: Alas, poor Yorick, I knew him well
Chapter 14: A Bittersweet Reunion
Chapter 15: Production Values!
Chapter 16: A Hot Date
Chapter 17: On Kidnapping & Ice Cream
Chapter 18: If I Did It, Here's How it Happened
Chapter 19: My Third Climactic Battle!
Chapter 20: Mothertongue
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so i was walking home the other day. my car broke down. i was not pleased.
i'm walking along the side of a busy highway, lamenting how flat Indiana is, and then i come across this.

i saw it behind some underbrush, and had to go check it out, right?
you don't just come across a giant fuckoff cave in Indiana and not check it out.
so i get inside, and it's god-damn dark. can't see a thing, and i've only got my cellphone camera.

that's about as far as i got before i thought, fuck this! too dark!
i know i know, you're disappointed because i pussed out.
look.
i'm not about to risk injury or death falling into a black pit because i'm irresponsible.
and the moment i think that?
i fall into a black pit because i'm an idiot.
it gets hazy here.
everything was black for a while. i'm falling for a while. not a long while mind you, just long enough for me to think, dammit, can't i just hit and die already?
and my wish was granted. the pain was sharp and local to my hips and shoulders. and it fucking sucked. it felt like my bones were hollow and caving un under the pressure of my jellied muscles. like my hip joint had been fucked by the entire bone in my thigh.
i'm not gonna lie, i screamed.
i wanted to vomit the pain out. it stung burned shot up my spine. everything.
it felt hot and i knew it was messy.
everything was already black, but then it went even more black.
i pretty much lost consciousness. it was probably me taking the manly way out, because had i been conscious any longer i'd be crying like a little girl.
so anyway.
fell down a mysterious cave hole. hurt. probably should be dead.
but i'm not dead, right? i'm sitting here. that'd be a mindfuck of an authorial device were i to use it though, huh?
i won't, i promise, because i'm fucking alive. i don't pull that shit.
anyway.
cutting to the chase.
i don't know where or when the fuck here is.
i woke up and

uhhh...

uhhh wait, i

jesus! what the hell is that?
look. lady. where am i? i don't even know why i'm asking you this i can't understand you.
do you speak english?

uh. what? are you asking me if I like dudes? naw lady, i'm 100% straight, discounting any drunk experiences that I neglect to remember.

right, right. down with the gyn.
let's stick to either/or questions so we can communicate, alright? this is all still weird for me.
wait.
i fell!
in a cave!
i think i broke my entire fucking body!
look lady. how did i get here? where am i? who are you?
...why am i better?
i feel fine.
how long have i been out?

oh, uh, my name, right?
yeah i guess that's a good thing to know.
i mean unless you can't pronounce it with your tongue. all these sounds you are making are completely foreign to me.
it's like you're from the moon or something.
oh but right.
my name.
ahh...
wow.
that's a good question.
i uh...
wow.
what is my name?
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TEDDY!
that's right.
my name is TEDDY.
like the uh... important... person?

yeah her.
so lady where am--

a tiny forested village.
does that mean i was rescued?
do i have a concussion?
why can't i understand any of you?

oh hi. why do you know me?

oh look. you also know me. hey whose house is this?

yeah, no. got it the first time.

so uh, what now?
is this for me?
congrats on the life-threatening and memory-altering injury!

well i'm sure this is just touching.
tell whoever wrote this that their sentiment and penmanship are beautiful.
i think.
so what's in the box anyway?

....what an adorable pig!
look at him he looks like he's wearing little super hero undies and that curly tail dawwwww.
ooh he feels so squishy and... oddly warm.

well i'm just gonna leave.
oh and hey guys, there's two other ones here so you can have them.
i don't need three i just need mr. piggles oh what will i name you aren't you so adorableee
so what are we gonna do now? i'm kinda hungry and i'd really like to fix my mental condition or whatever it is that is wrong with me but if you

wait what

why are we fighting our cute pets?
more importantly why am I fighting a smug looking salad?
look. in the real world, guess who wins pig v salad?
well.
let's do this!

uhhhh shit.
how do I drive this thing?
let's pick the right one!
haha! my pig just bitch-slapped you with his curly tail! he even fights adorable! no damage though.
what about the left one?
bahaha! tackled him straight into the wall! i just tossed your salad lady!

yeah i bet that pun made you angry.

hey cut it out. your salad's creeper stare is unnerving my pig.

bam. down for the count! wait is that 500 dollars?
you just throw that kinda money around?
i could get used to this.

oh.
uh.
shit. wow. this person's room is trashed.
and don't blame me! just cos i beat your ass unapologetically.
maybe you should have picked the other one.
well anyway I really should be goi--

what. you too? did you not just see the massacre?

ahahahahahahahahaha.
ahahahahahahah.
what is that?

is that like a clown platypus?
are you really going to fight me with that?
mr. piggles! tailbitchslap that mofo and then bodycheck him into that huge ass tv!

just cleansed the earth of an eldritch abomination.
you can thank me with delicious money.
about 500 dollars should do.

oh wow. mr. piggles looks hecka stronger.
so, i hurt stuff, and i make numbers go up? and get money?
i don't know where i am, but i love wherever it is.
so hey guys how about we clean up this place it--

sigh...
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Edited by DevilPaladin, 08 October 2011 - 11:06 AM.