Past:
My godfather was a monk until my uncle was poked by a butcher near home . Some might say I am a sharp person, as such I could never accept this so I left the castle because I recieved a calling from a two headed dragon .
In my travels to England I found the prickly damaged pants of my brother. As I placed it upon my mouth it made me. A good thing indeed!
I have been many things, even a man at times, sometimes I even took up drinking , until I settled down in some place . It's a thoughtless super-sized curved place full of people who are always starving. There a bikini is always beige.
Err, sooo, uhmm My ultimate goal became slaying. I've also learned that money is rarely stupid if you consider the way my thing in the middle of my face, which is a lovely shade of green by the way, poked even The Saviour of Humanity
Journal:
One day I bought a cape which was cyan to cover my nose with. Unfortunately it was made in Valhalla for breeding cows , so it had a angular shape.
My fairy godfather taught me that I should never use my hair for dancing , but I can't be thoughtless so I had to do it. It spotted me, so my finger became cyan and shapeless
Yesterday I was stabbed with a goat in the secret island. The an astronaut around me thought it was short , so he dented me.
Total number of possible stories: 1.2622739564229E+82
E means '10 at the power of' so 1.2E+2 is 120. Pretty big number isn't it?
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