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Leaping up I strutted to the front to ask about this turn of events.
We continued to drive through convexity for what I assume was another twenty minutes when I decided to get some input from the other passengers. I turned to the old woman and said
Her reply was to start screaming something incoherent, all I got was that it was racially charged and about Mexicans. This created a domino effect where the shit kid began to unleash the most horrific squeals that no human person should even be able to produce, that got the attention of the white boy who began to white knight minorities and started yelling back at the old woman, while all this was happening the two black guys burst out laughing at the nonsense. This went on for about another 20 minutes before the bus jerked to a stop and the driver angrily grabbed the college student, old woman and shit kid and hurled them out of the bus. All three promptly exploded into orange goo.
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Not wanting to cause any more commotion I shut up and buried my face in my book as the bus kept hurtling forwards towards locations unknown. After an unknown amount of time I got extremely bored and decided to confront the bus driver again.
At that the driver pulled a leaver and the bus screeched to a halt as we both stood facing each other in the middle of the bus.
His response was to cackle and strike a pose that looked exceptionally painful
Taken aback it took me a second to realize the battle had begun,
I pointed at him menacingly
The demon looked perplexed and cocked his head to one side
The demon began the shudder in rage
The bus jerked and a massive oni vibrated into existence, once this happened the walls and ceiling of the bus broke off and crumpled into cooked trout that swam away. The oni bellowed, grabbed the demon and jumped into the swirling vortex of chaos. Said chaos had transformed into meatloaf and was spitting out muscular men with lizards for faces.
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A massive gust of wind slammed into the bus and out of the meatloaf emerged the elder god Elskandolu, he had a human torso with crab claws for hands and a rotating chicken nugget for a head. Elskandolu’s lower torso was encased in the meatloaf.
I laughed,
Since I challenged him I got to make the first move
At that Elskandolu spread his arms and boiling oil and French fries began to rain from the skies, the oil burned my skin and the fries felt like hail but I stood strong, crossed my arms and leaned back while cackling.
I destroyed the blender and used the 18 quadrillion blades to surround the bus in an impenetrable wall of whirling swords. When the fists stopped I flung all of the blades at Elskandolu, he blocked all of them with walls of flesh but by then his true colors had been revealed.
Cried the elder god as he began to collapse in on himself like a star before transforming into a pulsating ball of energy. I channeled all of my newfound power into my left hand before heroically throwing off my cloak and pointing to heavens and crying out
The shock wave caused the bus the shudder before the pocket dimension we were in shattered revealing that the bus was on a deserted road in the middle of Kansas or something. All that I could see in the glimmer of the moon was cornfields and farmlands. Yet the malevolent chill in the air told me all I needed to know.
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