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<p class="western" style="text-indent:1.27cm;margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:150%">The doorknob was red hot. "Yo dawg wassup wit me bein so hot dawg?
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<p class="western" style="text-indent:1.27cm;margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:150%">NNNNN’s kitchen seemed to be unharmed. Well, for the most part. The sink, cupboard, other cupboard, other other cupboard, shelf, dinner table, window, oven, and both chairs were gone. But at least he had his oven door, which was NNNNN’s pride and joy. It was white as a politician wearing a polar bear fur coat and drinking an entire tub of milk, and the shiny oven window never seemed to get any dirt on it. NNNNN walked over to examine his oven door to make sure it wasn’t damaged, and he heard what sounded like a sadistic giggling from a high pitched crackly voice. Instinctively, NNNNN walked out in front of the fridge with his back to it, and said "You aren’t taking any of my beef jerky!
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<p class="western" style="text-indent:1.27cm;margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:150%">NNNNN felt like he was stuck in a nasty slush puppy as he pulled himself out of the red-cold mud. "Hey wait a minute. There’s no mud in my crappy hometown!
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<p class="western" style="text-indent:1.27cm;margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:150%">NNNNN was in bad shape, too. Since now his house had fully burnt down, NNNNN was homeless, hopeless, hungry, and worst of all, naked. Luckily he had taken some jerky with him, so he could solve the hungry part. He pulled out a strip of jerky and nibbled a bit of it when suddenly he realized it was starting to go bad. NNNNN threw away the piece of stale jerky and it landed onto a grave. "Oh hey, it’s a grave!
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<p class="western" style="text-indent:1.27cm;margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:150%">NNNNN woke up to the sight of a large bazooka with a note attached to it. The note was written sloppily in Comic Sans, and read: "Just do what comes to mind.
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<p class="western" style="text-indent:1.27cm;margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:150%">NNNNN leaped out and grabbed the haybale. He sprinted over to the pile of goodies like a berserker, and grabbed the over door. Suddenly, just as NNNNN was running out of the pile of goodies, he suddenly heard a voice say "
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<p class="western" style="text-indent:1.27cm;margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:150%">It was a guy. But not just any other guy, it was The Guy Who Likes To Hiss, wearing a garland made out of snakes, rainbow colored pants, and some weird thing he found in his drainage ditch! NNNNN looked like a dangerous idiot, so he quickly backed away, realizing what he had done. The Guy Who Likes To Hiss got up. He said "STAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHP!
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<p class="western" style="text-indent:1.27cm;margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:150%">"Why are you here? Well, that’s a deep philosophical question. You see...
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<p class="western" style="text-indent:1.27cm;margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:150%">All of the walls were made out of testosterone. On them hung multiple cases carrying various weapons. In the middle of it was a table with a slip of paper on it. Larry the super bazooka walked over to it. "Okay everyone, here comes some excessive exposition, so everyone skip this next paragraph.
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<p class="western" style="margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:150%">"We’re actually on Mars right now, and you gotta help us go find the best mustache in the [[File:UNtiteldeddddj.png|thumb|left|The map.]]world because we said so. Here’s how you get to it.
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<p class="western" style="text-indent:1.27cm;margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:150%">"But guys, how are we gonna get into the pyramid if it’s floating in the sky?
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<p class="western" style="text-indent:1.27cm;margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:150%">When NNNNN woke up, he was stuck in a cell. It was stuck over a tank containing whatever because you know no matter how dangerous it is you know it won’t actually kill the protagonist. Watching them was the man who ran the Red Robe Cult, Chak Droeger himself! Sitting next to him was the ghost that brought him in. Chak Droeger said to NNNNN, "Haha! Now we’ve got you! And we’re gonna do irrational and unbelievable stuff to you because we’re the designated bad guys!
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<p class="western" style="text-indent:1.27cm;margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:150%">Now that NNNNN lived inside the ghost, they shared memories. It contained a lot of character development you don’t care about. And the ghost said "Okay, that part with your vacation in Japan doesn’t even make any sense. Now keep your voice down, there could be anything lurking down here.
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<p class="western" style="text-indent:1.27cm;margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:150%">NNNNN had to stop them. But, the ghost still thought nothing of this new revelation. NNNNN spoke. "Hey, come back here a moment. I need to show you something!
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<p class="western" style="margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:150%">Hoomere Smaspon, the god of the Blue Robe Gang, stretched his hand down. "NNNNN, you have made a great victory today.
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