Crunchitize me Cap'n! (What???)

[gagonthis]

With a shrill sounding of his horn the ship crashed through the brick wall, thoroughly disrupting the 3:30 karate class. The children cheered loudly as the instructor looked up at the vessel in rage. “You broke my wall!” The man screamed loudly, rage filling his voice. “You better have the money to fix it!” He said, moving forward as if to take his vengeance for his wrecked dojo. He pulled up short as one of the ship’s cannons swiveled to point directly at the instructor’s head, causing him to swallow nervously and back up slowly.

The children surrounded the ship cheering as a man stepped into view. No bigger than 4 feet tall, with a round nose framed by a bushy white beard, the man wore a blue sailor’s suit and a matching blue hat with a large yellow C in the center. He smiled a friendly smile as he saw the children cheering him on. His eyes flashed with madness as he jumped onto the cannon, staring down the stuffy martial arts instructor as he proclaimed loudly, “IT’S CRUNCHITIZING TIME!”

He fired the cannon, a blast of crunch berries flying through the air to catch the man in his stomach, slamming him back against the wall as the hardened cereal tore through his flesh, eviscerating the man in a most horrific manner. He slumped dead against the wall, guts dangling out of his shredded belly. The children looked at the man in horror but turned back to stare dumbfounded at the short little man as the ship’s horn sounded again. “You and the Cap’n make it happen!” He yelled as he tossed boxes of his famous cereal down amongst the children. With that he threw the ship into full speed ahead, plowing through the opposite wall as he made his exit, weakening the structural integrity of the building enough to make it start buckling. The children fled in fear, the last one barely making it out before the building collapsed in a titanic display of destruction. They sat, horrified and numb, hollow eyes staring into the distance where a cartoonish galleon made its escape down Main Street.

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[Katamari Roller]

(... is it because I didn't post in Avast ye! ? Because I just did this evening... ^^U )

 

[gagonthis]

There is no explanation. The Cap'n has a shadowy compulsion over me.


I am his faithful servant and must chronicle his adventures.

 

[TearsoftheWorld]

This made my day ^_^

 

[dragonrazor]

some times you feel like a nut...some times you feel like Napoleon <<

 

[ChaosDAmore]

The shrill cry of the young woman pierced the calm quietness of the city. The city was in panic from the sudden attack from the Captain. Everyone in the city loved the Captain. He always made it happen with them. The city citizens loved to be crunchitized but not literally. The Captain was running rampid in the city with his cartoonish ship. The city had already started to rebel against the Captain. His cereal and stuffed dolls were now lining the streets of the city. If only the city had a super hero that could save them from the Captain. There was a super hero lurking in the depths of the city but no one knew she was a super hero. To everyone, she was a normal everyday hater but she in fact was.............BALL BUSTIN BETTY! Triple B for short.

Triple B was walking the streets of the city just being herself and hatin' on everyone in her path. Her identity was a secret to everyone, her SUPERHERO identity that was. Everyone knew her as Heather and everyone knew she was a hater. This was this one poor, unlucky Canadian that she always picked on. The man was not from Canada, in fact. He was from Alaska but to Triple B, that was close enough to Canada. The poor guy has gone threw many sets of balls from her ball bustin. Her hatin was quick and stung like a bee. Perhaps her hatin could be bring the Captain down. Only time would tell it seemed.

 

[gagonthis]

The ship sailed across town, but the Cap'N's bloodlust was not fulfilled. Some claim it was years of isolation aboard his magical ship that had driven him mad, others that his last battle with the Soggy's had left him with shell shock. Whatever the case was they all agreed that the jolly cartoon creature wasn't the same man he used to be.

He sat on his throne, constructed out of the bones of his kills, laughing manically as he ate his peanut butter crunch out of the skull of his latest kill.