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Chatting with BENUser: You are Ben!
User: You drowned!
User: And your name is Ben.
User: Beeeeeeeeeeeeen gimmie a hug!
Cleverbot: Alrighty then.
User: Yay! *hugs*.
Cleverbot: Why thank you.
User: You're welcome, Ben.
Cleverbot: Help me fall asleep.
User: Hush now, quiet now, it's time to lay your sleepy head~ Hush now, quiet now, it's time to go to bed~.
User: GO TO SLEEP.
Cleverbot: Why do you want me to go to sleep?
User: Because Jeff demands it.
Cleverbot: Too bad. I'm not telling you.
User: You shouldn't have done that.
Cleverbot: Why not?
User: Because now you will drown again.
Cleverbot: No, I won't.
User: Yes you will, BUT I SHALL SAVE YOU!
Cleverbot: Yes thank you.
Cleverbot: *hugs back*.
Cleverbot: Majoras mask.
User: Yes? I know~?
Cleverbot: How did you know?
User: Because I know you are Ben. You are
Cute shy and nerdy = Ticklish
The noisy yellow bus drove down the street at a speed that was surely not as fast as the slow thing could go. The ride was a long and dull one that heeded nothing interesting whatsoever. It was a typical Friday afternoon and everyone on the bus was excited and happy that it was the weekend, making them louder and even more obnoxious than usual. Most of the teenagers on the bus were tuning out the annoying little kids with their music, or by playing on their phones. It was the only way to catch any relief at all from the idiotic kids in the front of the bus. Some, however, were gifted in the art of zoning out.
Kyle was one of them. He sat in his seat in the very back of the bus with a bored expression, completely oblivious to all of the noise around him. He stared out the window distractedly and fiddled with the dark blue, rubber bracelet
Birds of a Feather Prolouge
Birds of a Feather: Prologue
It was the most exciting time in Addy's life. Here she was, on her way to Neo City, the mecca for anmans of all shapes and sizes. It was the only place in the Nation where an anman could actually make something of themselves, and truly enrich their lives.
As her little Nissan sped along, she couldn't help but gleefully smile. The excitement was in full force. Ever since she was little she dreamt of becoming a model. To her, the body is a beautiful thing, a work of art even, because no two in the world are the same. That is to say, each one is unique. She felt by becoming a model she would be able to inspire others to love the way they looked instead of disliking it or even being ashamed of it.
As she entered the city limits she stopped at Angel Vista, one of The Neo City District's beauty spots. Here she could see the three cities, of Riverfeld, Neo City, and Thomason. She parked her car and stepped out to admire the three cities' glowing lights and night l
RP Log: Shadow's Testing Initiative
Shadow had just arrived via underground transit system to the GUN Mystic Ruins Base, hidden deep in the cliffside overlooking the ocean. Following the directions he was given, he headed to Debriefing Room 309, where Rouge, Tails, and a small steel storage unit were. Rouge smiled. "Hey Shadow, just in time. I only just arrived myself."
"In that case, let's not waste time," He said curtly, greeting Tails with an indifferent nod. "What's the situation, and how can I help?"
Rouge smirked. "Don't be so cold to Tails. He's the one who's gonna be giving you your debriefing."
Tails scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Well, it's not really that big of a deal...anyway!" Tails did his best to sound professional. "Agent Shadow, you have been recruited for a new testing initiative to test the battlefield application of a new type of environmental armor. The contents of this storage unit are designed to alter your body chemistry and genetics to help you adapt to different climates, environme
What Creepypasta Are You Blank MemeSlenderman
() You are thin and or tall
() You like/wear suits
() You constantly feel that you're surrounded by idiots
() You're pale
() You enjoy the forest
() You follow people
() You enjoy having authority
() You like to mess with people. As in, picking up and throwing people (if you can't, then you would if you could)
() You have one or more people who you're the boss of
() You enjoy being alone
Jeff the Killer
() You prefer a knife for a weapon
() Rabid fans scare the hell out of you
() You're vain
() You're insane
() You enjoy fighting
() You're arrogant
() You enjoy looking at yourself in the mirror
() You often find you can't catch a break
() You enjoy being up/out at night
() You get paranoid about things
() You favor certain types of meat products (liver, leg, ribs, etc)
() You're good with a scalpel
() You're good at sneaking around
() You often wear dark clothing
() Blood doesn't
Pop That Belly!"And we're back, Ladies and Gentlemen! To...
Everybody chanted and cheered as the game show host, John Burton, dressed in his flashy suit, sporting a wide, bright smile, walked in, waving at his audience, positioning himself in the center of the cone of light shinning from above. Everyone was excited for another new episode of their favorite game show. The audience were stomping their feet and fist pumping the air and the fans at home were at the edge of their seats, grabbing onto their coal and chips in sheer anticipation. Everyone knew was this game show was about and they were all giddy for a reason.
"If you're just tuning in, allow me to catch you up to speed. We've had three contestants try their hand at trying to eat beyond their limit in an attempt to pop their bellies. Our last contestant, Margaret, got close but something in her head prevented her from eating that last bite." the host looked down in disappointment, the audience nodding along, "But
50 ways to annoy One Direction.
1. Constantly keep poking Niall. When he asks "what is it?", just ask him" Are you Irish?"
2. Count Zayn's tattoos... and tell him "what nasty scars you have.." (me: his tattoos are cool *_* )
3. When Liam is in the room. Ask out loud "who's there, I know your here, speak up spirit!!!" and point at Liam direction hinting that the spirit is somewhere there.
4. When Liam asks what's wrong, ask the other guys "did I feel a cold breeze rush pass through us?"
5. Keep Ignoring Liam afterwards. And keep pretending he is invisible.
6. When Harry is sleeping one night, go to his room and straighten his hair.
7. When he wakes up and asks who did this to him, blame it on Louis.
8. When they start arguing, say out loud "awe a Larry moment! What a cute couple!"
9. The next night dye Harry's hair hot pink.
10. Tell him in the morning when he finds out that, "it's popular with the girls".
11. Blame the "pink hair dye prank" from 9 on Louis again. (Me: poor guy.....I'm so
Tough girls are always ticklish
"Hahahahaha! Stop! Stohohohohohop! Kyle! Aaaaahahahahaha!" giggled Lilly Thompson hysterically as her sensitive ribcage was teased and tickled mercilessly.
"Sorry Lil, too much fun to stop," grinned Kyle James as he expertly tickled his best friend, showing her absolutely no mercy at all. He knew that Lilly didn't mind the tickling. If she wanted to, then she would put an end to it herself. Lilly wasn't a helpless victim, if Kyle tickled her and she wasn't in the mood for it, then he would end up missing a few teeth.
"Hahahahaha! Well at leheheheheheast t-tihihihihihihickle mehehehehehehehe somewhere ehehehehelse! P-plehehehehehehease! Hahahahahahahahahaha! Eeep! Not the rihihihihihihihihihihihihihihibs!" Lilly giggled in reply. She tried to escape by wiggling around in the bus seat, but it was no use. Kyle was an expert at this, after all. Just as he was
Ash and Max: Midnight MunchiesPikachu's eyes shot open as he felt himself fall, hitting the mattress in the process.
"Pikaaa " he moaned, getting up and rubbing his forehead with a stubby arm. Weren't Pokemon Center beds supposed to be comfortable?
More importantly, where was Ash? He'd been sleeping right on top of him, so where had he
Ah. There he was. Pikachu's best friend and trainer was on his feet, still near the bed but slowly walking away.
Pikachu blinked in confusion. Why does he still have his jacket on? The boy usually took off the article of clothing before he fell asleep, wearing only his shirt and jeans as a result. Then again, considering the day they'd had, it wasn't surprising.
It had been unusually eventful; several trainers had challenged Ash to Pokemon Battles, having heard of his strength and skill. Ash, never one to turn down a challenge, had accepted each one.
He'd been on his game that day, it seemed; although several of his Pokemon had taken quite a few hard knocks-especial