FRHD Player Fiction Stories

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Fighting the Freddypasta with Funk

In The Style Of The Cranberries
by chunky chunk and alexander

In funky town,
In funky town, we are fighting,
With chunk, and funk,
And lunk, and monk.
In funky town,
In funky town we are cryin',
In funky town,
chunk and me.
We're in funky town, in funky town,
chunk and me.

But I'm in so deep,
I'm such a fool for chunk,
chunk's got me wrapped around a finger.
Do I have to twerk?
Do I have to, do I have to twerk?
Oh, I thought the world of minus.
I thought nothing could go wrong.
But they were an armator, but they were a freddypasta.

In funky town, in funky town,
chunk and me.
We're's in funky town, in funky town,
chunk and me.

 

nah

 

ok

 

oh yah!

 

Ahahahahahahah perfect

 

*claps*

LOL... Tod you dirty minded freak

 

I'm sorry skeeny lol it was funny though but I didn't say it he did also my friends corrupted my mind sorry I try to stay clean but I usually do.

 

Lol... and you don't think my friend circle is dirty minded... heh, most (all) of the stuff we talk about usually ends in a dirty joke or in a dirty convo xD

 

Lmao see but I'm called a nerd apparently I used to be popular until they combined school tbh it was the fastest kids and most alto ethic kids who were popular but I realized it didn't matter not to mention frhd actually made me the talk around school again because of my sucky(good) tracks lol. Well see my friend was never my friend I had 2 good friends both males we were always around having fun then girls came my one friend thought I was friends with a girl so he became friends with us I still don't like her because she dresses like a slût then we have a complete @$$hole sit by us at lunch and a few mutual friends and stuff but either way that one girl I hate for breaking up us three. Skeeny idk if this has happened to you in any way but it sucks.

I took about 5 minutes to write this because I'm bored with no life lol jk but I was bored and it seemed to lead off topic but anyways........

 

Elementary school drama

 

well what else do u go through to get to highschool

 

Indeed.

 

And a bunch of hicks.

 

same

 

The Curse of the Beaten Spacebar
A Horror Story
by spruce
Whilst investigating the death of a local NOOB, an Annoying Spammer called Todredrob Bloggs uncovers a legend about a supernaturally-cursed, beaten spacebar circulating throughout FRHD Town. As soon as anyone uses the spacebar, he or she has exactly 6 days left to live.

The doomed few appear to be ordinary people during day to day life, but when photographed, they look distorted. A marked person feels like a Retarded snake to touch.

Todredrob gets hold of the spacebar, refusing to believe the superstition. A collage of images flash into his mind: a Stupid walrus balancing on a Bratty NOOB, an old newspaper headline about a Sat on accident, a hooded blob ranting about finders and a drinking well located in a dirty place.

When Todredrob notices his warts have snake-like properties, he realises that the curse of the beaten spacebar is true and calls in his collaboration buddies, a Forum Mod called TeamPhantom , to help.

TeamPhantom examines the spacebar and willingly submits himself to the curse. He finds that the same visions flash before his eyes. He finds the Stupid walrus balancing on a Bratty NOOB particularly chilling. He joins the queue for a supernatural death.

Todredrob and TeamPhantom pursue a quest to uncover the meaning of the visions, starting with a search for the hooded blob. Will they be able to stop the curse before their time is up?

or
(Saved plots are available to anybody with the link.)

Praise for The Curse of the Beaten Spacebar
"This is actually pretty scary. I'll never be able to look at another beaten spacebar for as long as I live."
- The Daily Tale
"Oh please! There's nothing scary about a Stupid walrus balancing on a Bratty NOOB. Are we supposed to feel spooked?"
- Enid Kibbler
"The hooded blob really freaked me out."
- Hit the Spoof
"I hope Todredrob and TeamPhantom get married."
- Zob Gloop

 

Don't worry the next one is good

 

Nooby Todredrob
A Short Story
by spruce
Todredrob looked at the bendy spacebar in his hands and felt anger.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his discusting surroundings. He had always loved stinky Todredrob's House with its defeated, damp dirty toilet. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel anger.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Stig . Stig was a retarded overpowering with strong finders and flimsy warts.

Todredrob gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a nooby, dumb, naked drinker with skinny finders and weak warts. His friends saw him as a many, miniature monster. Once, he had even rescued a squashed oversized baby from a burning building.

But not even a nooby person who had once rescued a squashed oversized baby from a burning building, was prepared for what Stig had in store today.

The gloomy teased like ghosting snake, making Todredrob ecstatic.

As Todredrob stepped outside and Stig came closer, he could see the shrill glint in his eye.

"I am here because I want revenge," Stig bellowed, in a stupid tone. He slammed his fist against Todredrob's chest, with the force of 5492 blob. "I frigging hate you, Todredrob ."

Todredrob looked back, even more ecstatic and still fingering the bendy spacebar. "@Stig, you are a stupid retarded spamming NOOB," he replied.

They looked at each other with anxious feelings, like two weak, wicked walrus trackmaking at a very smart Todredrob's birthday, which had reggae music playing in the background and two brave uncles farting to the beat.

Suddenly, Stig lunged forward and tried to punch Todredrob in the face. Quickly, Todredrob grabbed the bendy spacebar and brought it down on Stig's skull.

Stig's strong finders trembled and his flimsy warts wobbled. He looked cross, his body raw like a muddy, magnificent mouse.

Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Stig was dead.

Todredrob went back inside and made himself a nice drink of naked.

THE END

 

The case of the missing spacebar

Fin returns home from a hard day of finnish schoolwork in -128 degree celcius weather. He shivers slightly, but he is warm inside. "Only a few more minutes, then I can sit in front of my computer and spacebar to my hearts delight" he thinks to himself. He tries the front door but it is locked. "For the love of spacebars" he swears. But a locked door wont stop the almighty fin riders. He kicks the door down, startling his drunk mother. Seeing her drinking, he throws his school bag at her in disgust and walks to his room. "Haista vittu, te ei välilyöntiä ****" he shouts through his bedroom door. Seeing his computer, he logs in and instantly skypes his best friend and secret lover, homosexual. They greet each other, then fin asks "Wanna 1v1 me you stupid blonde f*ck? Whoever beats the Ghosting Collab on FRHD first wins". Homosexual glares at him with superiority. "Ok, you red haired f*ck. Dont cry to ur drunk mummy when I beat you".
They then proceed to www.freeriderhd.com and are set and ready to race, when catastrophy strikes. Fin, with a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach, realizes that his beloved spacebar is missing. "Three, Two, On-" Homosexual begins. "STOP!!!! I DONT HAVE A SPACEBAR" Fin screams. Homosexual's eyes widen suddenly, then he passes out from lack of spacebar. "WHERE COULD IT BEEEE!!!" Fin rants. He searches everywhere, but to no avail. Frantically, he begins to take a part his computer in the hopes that it is hidden inside. As he goes to, a piece of paper drops from the back of the screen. It read "No spacebar you cheater"- Stig. Fin feels a rage building inside him. "HE F*CKING DIDNT. SURELY NOT". But so it was true. Stig had finally put an end to his spacebarring. Or had he? Fin knew of a detective so skilled that he was certain that he could track down Stig the fugitive and return his gold plated spacebar back to his keyboard. He slowly dials a number into his phone, and prays that Detective A picks up.

Chapter two coming to a store near you

 

Sorry, I don't make these. I go on a website and put in names and it generates the story for me. I didn't know you were going to kill stig.