User blog:MsD/LMBW Libs 1

I finished it. Thank you to Obi, Danielboone, Brick963, LSB, Agent Spy, Jdude, and Klint for the words. I wrote the words down on index cards, shuffled them, put them into some weird bucket thing hanging from my closet, polled them, went downstairs and typed it, etc. to get the story. It was a long journey, but I did it.

The first one's kinda short but I think it turned out good.

LMBW Libs 1: The Committee of Doom
It was a germane day at the LMBW chat, when Obi the LEGO Fan announced, “We need members for a new committee!” Madkatmaximus96 :P raised his Wikia and shouted, “You need to mentally calculate the polarity of the cross-electron bomb charges NOW or we'll all die!!!” The chat was immediately killed, and nobody saw the message.

“Well, if this committee is empty…I’ll just have to go to my backup plan,” said Obi in an inappropriate voice. He then vomited his jetpack in disgust of Madkat’s actions.

The next day, chat received a sudden burst of new users. Suspicions of duping ran through Alemas’s mind, but he was having a execrable day, so he left to go cogitate instead. Obi started a group PM with these users, who he had all invited earlier.

“Hello, my fellow committee members,” he typed. “We need you to target a user; one far more wet than any other…his name is -“

It happened in a flash. Obi’s internet had crashed.

He odiously intercepted his router to try and fix the problem, but to no avail. “ Sannse! ” he shouted.

Meanwhile, in the chat, users pondered what the purpose of all of these new users were. Klintrin PMed one of them, named Obi the TOILET Fan, and said:

“Oh…..Uh….Are you single?!”

Obi the TOILET Fan, unable to function a PM, accidentally jet-skied all over his chat window. His hamster then stepped all over his keyboard, accidentally sending this message: “You’re invited to the funeral of Ben Affleck! It’s gonna be a graveyard smash!”

Klintrin read the message, and said, “ZOMG, this sure sounds like Sannse to me!

He then elucidated the NSA. The NSA arrived at Klintrin’s house, and said, “Hi, may I stab Klintrin ? They did that, and the LMBW community lived happily ever after.

The End.

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