Feral Heart
FeralHeart Creations => FeralHeart Media => Stories => Topic started by: Metronome on April 24, 2014, 03:08:35 pm
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I'm playing Feral Heart at my house one day, going around on my character, Shrek. I love Shrek. Some girls make fun of my character, and call him fat. I curse the witches. They are only dreck. I tell them Shrek will not be pleased with their actions.
"I would love to see what your fat shrek does!"
Just you wait.
Somebody whispers me in the game.
"It will all be ogre soon."
Could it possibly be?
Suddenly, the girls are logged off. Shrek bursts through my wall, Kool-Aid Style. I bow in front of him. He carries the bloodied monitor of one of the girls who made fun of me.
"They should of checked themselves before the skrekked themselves."
He leaves through the hole.
Shrek is love, Shrek is life.