NIGHTMARE ON BOYAH STREET: THE FIRST RECKONING OF THE BEGINNING OF THE END

[Andrew1911]

Chapter One: Houdini's Bad Dream

Houdini comforted himself between his lovely sheets. Ah, what a charmed life he had... He had finally gotten that Huey Lewis and the News demo. He now owned everything Huey Lewis and the News has ever done. Finally, he could get some sleep. He put his little head against the pillow. Maybe, he'll get to sleep about Huey Lewis and the News. God, what an awesome band they are... They are... They are...

Houdini found himself at a Huey Lewis and the News concert in the front of the crowd. All of a sudden, Huey Lewis said, "We just want to dedicate this next song to the best fan ever, Houdini! Get up here, Houdini!" Houdini joined the band and began to thrash to the song, "It's Cool To Be Square." Houdini was playing masterfully until he missed one note. The crowd began to scream for Houdini's blood on the stage.

Houdini said into the mike, "Hey, guys, it was just one note! It's cool, right?" Bill Gibson threw his drumsticks on the ground and screamed, "No, it's not cool, you little shit! I say we tear your fucking intestines out!" The crowd cheered in appreciation of Gibson's idea. Johnny Colla interjected, "How about I break his skull open using my damn guitar? HOW ABOUT THAT, FOLKS?" The crowd cheered louder. Mario Cipollina said, "How about I hit him with my bass guitar?" The crowd went silent because no one cares about the bass guitar.

Huey Lewis screamed, "How about we all kill him together? Crowd, bum rush the stage! Kill Houdini! Hang his intestines everywhere!" The crowd cheered and bum rushed the stage. Houdini screamed for help but Colla joined in the fun and sliced open Houdini's gut. Houdini struggled to speak but was unable to. Cipollina began to beat him over the head with a bass guitar. Cipollina yelled, "Bass is important, too!" Finally, the crowd reached Houdini and tore his limbs off from his body. In the background, someone was laughing manically as Houdini was destroyed.

[NOA_Haunted]

Chapter One: Houdini's Bad Dream

Houdini comforted himself between his lovely sheets. Ah, what a charmed life he had... He had finally gotten that Huey Lewis and the News demo. He now owned everything Huey Lewis and the News has ever done. Finally, he could get some sleep. He put his little head against the pillow. Maybe, he'll get to sleep about Huey Lewis and the News. God, what an awesome band they are... They are... They are...

Houdini found himself at a Huey Lewis and the News concert in the front of the crowd. All of a sudden, Huey Lewis said, "We just want to dedicate this next song to the best fan ever, Houdini! Get up here, Houdini!" Houdini joined the band and began to thrash to the song, "It's Cool To Be Square." Houdini was playing masterfully until he missed one note. The crowd began to scream for Houdini's blood on the stage.

Houdini said into the mike, "Hey, guys, it was just one note! It's cool, right?" Bill Gibson threw his drumsticks on the ground and screamed, "No, it's not cool, you little shit! I say we tear your fucking intestines out!" The crowd cheered in appreciation of Gibson's idea. Johnny Colla interjected, "How about I break his skull open using my damn guitar? HOW ABOUT THAT, FOLKS?" The crowd cheered louder. Mario Cipollina said, "How about I hit him with my bass guitar?" The crowd went silent because no one cares about the bass guitar.

Huey Lewis screamed, "How about we all kill him together? Crowd, bum rush the stage! Kill Houdini! Hang his intestines everywhere!" The crowd cheered and bum rushed the stage. Houdini screamed for help but Colla joined in the fun and sliced open Houdini's gut. Houdini struggled to speak but was unable to. Cipollina began to beat him over the head with a bass guitar. Cipollina yelled, "Bass is important, too!" Finally, the crowd reached Houdini and tore his limbs off from his body. In the background, someone was laughing manically as Houdini was destroyed.

Wouldn't it be mic?

[Samus Aran]

Huey Lewis and the News? Seriously? You've got to be kidding me. y;

[Wrench]

I love the no one cares about bass part. Anyways, sounds like we're in for a good story.

Sucks to be Houdini.

[Andrew1911]

Huey Lewis and the News? Seriously? You've got to be kidding me. y;

talk to houdini

[Andrew1911]

Wouldn't it be mic?

hey can you quote the whole post twice

if you could that would be great

[Houdini]

Damn, the black guy always dies first.

[Andrew1911]

Damn, the black guy always dies first.

wtf ur black

[j o e i n c]

no andrew that is bad

[Houdini]

wtf ur black

No.

[Andrew1911]

Chapter Two: The Next Chapter

Bassir awoke and grumbled, "Blargh..." He took a shower and dressed himself. Today was that pop quiz... Bassir didn't study for it because he already knew it. He went to school and met up with his friends, JMV, Reaper, Tomboh, and Kaz. Kaz said, "Fuck you, Reaper. Fuck you, JMV. Fuck you, Tomboh. Oh, hey, Bassir. Fuck you. I'm going to class." Kaz walked inside the building and Bassir commented, "I see Kaz's doing good today. So, where's Houdini?" Reaper said, "Oh, man, you didn't hear? Wait, lemme tell him, guys. So, I was, like, high as a kite last night, man. I was taking some speed and I heard someone screaming bloody murder, man. I thought it was the drugs."

Tomboh said, "Man, I can't believe he's dead." Bassir asked, "How did he die?" JMV said, "That's the weird thing, Bassir... No one knows. His guts were all out but no one knows why. It's like he just died." Bassir said, "Well, no use crying over spilled guts. You guys study for the pop quiz?" Tomboh said, "Yes." JMV said, "Yeah." Reaper said, "Whoa, study? Bra, I am studying." Bassir sighed, "Reaper, I told you not to take drugs before class... Mr. Mariofreak can tell..." Reaper laughed, "Mr. Mariofreak bows down to the Reaper! I'm the master of hiding my addiction!" Bassir said, "No... You're not."

Later, in class, Reaper put gum in his mouth to hide the smell of the marijuana. When Mr. Mariofreak was passing the exams out, he looked at Reaper who was staring at his palms. Mr. Mariofreak sighed, "Reaper, are you on drugs again? I told you not to come to class while you've taken your goofballs." Reaper said, "I am not high. I am low. Whoa. I just blew my own mind." Mr. Mariofreak said, "Go see, Mr. Lawlz, Reaper..." Reaper got up and slowly stumbled out of the classroom. Bassir rolled his eyes and finished his exam. He felt tired and decided to take a nap.

Bassir awoke in his dream world where he became overlord of the Earth due to a technical mistake. Bassir commanded, "Bow, my slaves! Burn more wood for the fire! I am require more heat! Your overlord demands it!" All of a sudden, the slaves decided to revolt and attack Bassir on his large throne. He tried to escape them but it was impossible. Bassir said to himself, "Oh, wait, this is a dream. Bye, morons." Bassir thought of something else and everything disapperead. He landed in a white background and said, "Hm... Now, what?" Before Bassir could think of something new, a voice roared, "Fool! Do you tamper with my plan?" Bassir said, "Fuck your plan, asshole. All I want to do is have a nice dream. Suck it." The voice yelled, "I am all powerful! Prepare to die!" Bassir said, "No, I think I'd rather live." Bassir pinched himself and found himself to be back at his desk. Bassir muttered, "Stupid voice. I'm fucking Bassir."

[Andrew1911]

omg thx u 4 this honor mods

[Wrench]

Reaper sucks at covering his stonerness.

Bassir will be very important in this story; I can tell already.

[Andrew1911]

Chapter Three: THE TRUTH

Bassir confronted his parents, Steve Jobs and Bill Gates. He said, "Father... Father... Two of my friends have died in their sleep. They have no symptoms of any disease like AIDS. Why have they died? I have asked this question multiple times. I have figured out that you two have something to do with these mysterious deaths." Bill Gates sighed, "Son... Take a seat on your papa's lap and we'll tell you why your friends have died mysteriously..." Bassir sat down on Bill Gates's lap and Steve Jobs spoke.

"It was December 1993. Things were different back then. Seinfeld was still on television. Fraiser hadn't jumped the shark yet. The Beastie Boys had released the groundbreaking album, Paul's Boutqiue, a few years ago. Your father and I had to go to PTA meeting in the school to discuss the child molester's fate for we had finally captured him. We tied him up and we asked him why he did it... The child molester laughed and said, 'My name is Selkie. I will continue to get my revenge from beyond the grave. Your children will die and I will laugh continously.' Obviously, we were upset. So, we mutilated his body and threw him the boiler room. It was funny to see his body burn and watch as he screamed for help. We have it on VHS if you want to watch."

Bill Gates said, "That's right, I forgot about that. We watched it last year and I think we lost it. Shame. It has always been funny to watch." Bassir hopped off of Bill Gates's lap and sighed, "You two idiots... You realized you just doomed my friends and I to death?" Steve Jobs said, "Oh... That does make sense that the deaths and Selkie could be related." Bassir screamed, "That's because they are related! Christ. Now, I've got to find a way to stop Selkie. Great job. I have to clean your damn mess up." Bill Gates said, "Son, you're taking this too seriously. It's not like he could kill you in your sleep." Bassir was about to reply but realized it was pointless. He left the room and decided to hold a meeting with his remaining friends to find a way to stay alive.

[Nyerp]

lawlz can't wait for more