I have taken over Mr Nilly Gin’s account. I am not a poem writer. Flowery language and subtle hints of themes are not my speciality. I am a somewhat blunt informant.
I have taken over Mr Nilly Gin’s account. I am not a poem writer. Flowery language and subtle hints of themes are not my speciality. I am a somewhat blunt informant.
“Mmmm...” I mumbled as I slowly forced my eyes to open.
I wish I could say I saw something, but all I saw was darkness. Darkness surrounded every corner of my being, almost as if it were drawn to my very presense. I could see absolutely nothing, but I could hear the breathing of someone behind me. They were VERY CLOSE... Far too close for comfort, especially for one as distant and detached from pe...
This is kind of a long story, but I beg you to hear me out, because I don’t know who else I can trust.
It all started as a simple hike up to the summit of one of the largest mountains in the world. Our group originally consisted of Nilsy, Manny, Neffy (or Freckles, as he has very noticeable freckles that we all liked to make jokes about), Kenny and Joey.
After a spending a night at a convienient...
My eyes widened and my jaw dropped as I stared at it in wonder. It sparkled and dazzled as I held it in my hands. What was this, you may ask? Well, to most, it may just look like an ordinary yellow bow-tie with some golden glitter spilled onto it... But I know that there’s much more to it than that!
I came across it on one rather peculiar day...
I had told my soulmate, Amelia, that I was going t...
I met him last year on the week of Nicky G.’s birthday. At first, I thought nothing of him... He came from a family who was infamous for time travelling and causing time paradoxes for laughs. The whole family was at Nicky G.’s birthday party and stayed until the start of 2020 (and then they departed, ready to travel to another different time period to cause even MORE time paradoxes)... Or at least...
There have been stories going around about this one peculiar couple... Now, on first glance, they may just seem like your usual young couple. Passionate, loving, romantic might be a few words that you would use to describe them on first glance... But according to many citizen reports, there is much more to them than what meets the eye...
We started receiving reports on the suspicious couple rough...
I remember it like it was yesterday...
I remember my final gang war. That was a war to end all gang wars... Going back on it now... I’m ashamed of what I was back then...
Back around about 20 years ago or so, I was the main man of an incredibly powerful gang (called the Black Crocs, saying as we were mostly all crocodiles or reptilians of some sort). The top dog, one might say. It all started wi...
If my brother had not been so stubborn, none of this would’ve happened!
It all started roughly a week ago... An ordinary day, one might say... But for me and my brother, it was FAR from ordinary...
At around 11pm at night last Friday, I recieved a text message from my bro. It read:
“Hey, Greg, I want to to show u something. If ur still awake, come over!”
I was curious, so I decided to head ove...
Every day is the same,
day in, day out...
Wake up, work, eat, sleep, repeat...
No fulfilment to be had,
no enjoyment to be seen...
Such is my current life...
But it wasn’t always like that...
I wasn’t always so pessimistic and dreary.
It all started
when I met him...
He was the only one to not be outsmarted,
by all of my harmless, yet marvelous pranks.
Nilsy was his name.
He was much younger t...
My heart pounded in my chest as I came face to face with ‘the one’.
Yes, he was the one who was going to make all my dreams come true, he was the one to make me happy... The one who I wanted to spend eternity with...
Those beautiful, sparkling blue eyes focused on me as I called out to him.
“H-hey, Nils! Have you got a minute? I-I have something I need to tell you!”
Honestly, I couldn’t believe ...
The Emma Clubbers hide somewhere deep inside EMA’s brain... On particularly stressful days for EMA, their brain will issue either ‘Orange Alerts’ or ‘Red Alerts’, depending on the emotional buildup within the vessel’s mind.
RED ALERT, RED ALERT!
Nilsy G.: “Oh, what’s going on?”
Neffy T.: “Agh! G-get down, Nilsy!”
(pulls Nilsy down under a table)
Nilsy G.: “Nyah? Why are we hiding?”
(Neffy takes ...