My sister wrote the story of Tommy Boy and never told me. What was she going to do with this? It's too late to find out now. It's not her fault, he would have found some way to get to her eventually. Let me enlighten you, and tell of what happened to my damned sister.
She was obsessing over the Pokemon games, and made the decision to catch every single of the sprites to marvel at by her lonesome, no soul would ever know of her achievement. Although she pushed the richest trio aside, knowing what fate layed for her if she were to ever face them. The temptation was too great for her meager will though, and she gave in.
He told me she tried to protect her holy stash of pixels by searching for one of his kind on an isolated cartridge of hers, one that mattered not. My poor, misguided sibling, thinking there was an alternate route from her fate. There was no way for her to avoid her demise.
She found him, or more rather, he found her. She tried to turn away, to run, to shut the entire system off, but he persisted. He started to pull her into a trance, to shower her in the wrong, to feed her the false. And she ate it, and got caught in his trap, just like a mouse. Gratefully, for her sake anyways, she also felt no pain. It was over quick, and now it's as if she was never here to begin with.
For me anyways.
He says he shall let go of me for a few moments, for what reason I do not know why. He wants the next verse to this tale in a different perspective of mine, to enhance it with a unique flavor. I shall do as my boy wishes, for he will come back to me once more as my alternative view fades.
Oh my god what's going on?!?!?! What did I just type and what the hell is going on?!?!?! Everything is sooooo dark my parents must be asleep because it's 1 at night. What the heck is this story anyways?!?! Ok I just finished reading this and it is the story about Tommy Boy which I think this is typed by my big sister who died. I don't get the last part though, it doesn't look like she typed that. It seemes scary, I don't like this.
For some reason I want to type how I met Tommy Boy for the third time... Wait, I met him a third time?!?!?! I don't remember meeting him a third time!!!!!! No........ I did. That's why....... he's why my sister died!!!!! I remember it!!!!!!!
Earlier today I was looking in my sister's room, even though my mom said not to go in there. I had to find out why she died. When I went in there her room seemed normal........ too normal. I looked around and found her Gameboy that had Emerald in it and played it, I felt like it had something to do with her death.
When the game started up though and I opened the menu to check her party........ he was there. I just stared at the game for a couple of minutes until I finally turned it off and ran into my room. I hid in my bed and cried for a while. Then I got the courage to go back into her room, I still didn't know how he killed her. He hadn't killed me before, just made me think I was his mommy. I forgot she had gotten in his way though and he was mad at her so he probably DID want to kill her.
When I got back in her room her Gameboy was still on the floor where I had dropped it, I forgot to put it back on the desk. When I picked it up though the game was already on which scared me a lot, but the scariest thing though was that it was opened on Tommy Boy's stats. All of his attack and defense stuff were numbered 666, which made me start to cry again. My mom had told me who's number that was, and that I should never say it.
I his ability was called Show, and the stuff about it said "the true answer." I didn't know what that meant, but it still scared me. I looked at his moves, which were the most creepiest of all. The first move was "I" the next "LOVE" and then "YOU" and then "MOMMY" They all had 666 PP. Then I...... I don't know what I did then. I don't remember anything else, the next thing I remember is waking up here at the computer.
My head hurts, I can't think straight. I'm really scared because I feel like something is in the room with me but I don't see anything. It's too dark, I don't think it's normally this dark. I want to leave and call for mom and dad but I can't say anything..... For some reason I feel like their not even here...... like no one alive is here but something else is....... I'm so scared I'm crying right now!!!!! I have to call 911 or somethin
He returns, to bestow upon me my true sight again. Scanning back over this recent passage I conjoured up I understand now why he wanted me to use my other prespective, slightly. Whatever the matter, it is time. He is pleased with the tale of his triumph, and he wants me to deliver it for him. He wants others to see what he has done, as do I.
Goodbye world, you pathetic excuse of a realm, being filled to the brim with sins and unholy souls performing daily routines of treachery.
Mommy will see you in hell.
