Note: The idea for this story was created by Bobbywan, as was the intro/prologue thingy in this post. The rest of the story was written by me.
The War of the Emotes
A ridiculously complicated family tree has produced a tangled dispute over the throne of the LMBs, and now the Houses of Facepalm and Tongue Smiley are mad at each other and in a vicious conflict for the Kingship for obscure reasons.
Note: The idea for this story was created by Bobbywan, as was the intro/prologue thingy in this post. The rest of the story was written by me.
The War of the Emotes
A ridiculously complicated family tree has produced a tangled dispute over the throne of the LMBs, and now the Houses of Facepalm and Tongue Smiley are mad at each other and in a vicious conflict for the Kingship for obscure reasons.
walked up to the gates of the Emote Castle. He paused for a moment, then walked in. Soon he reached the door to the Throne Room, and knocked. His cousin, , was currently King of the LMBs.
"Who is it?" asked .
"It's me, ," answered .
"Alright, come in, ."
came in. He took a deep breath. "I have reason to believe that our grandfather left the kingdom to the House of Facepalm," he said. "And therefore I am the rightful King."
"Yeah, right," said . "And why would you think that?"
"Obscure reasons," answered .
"I see." thought for a moment. He wondered what the obscure reasons were.
If he were a wise King, he would have said, "Do you have any evidence to support this claim?"
But he wasn't a wise King. So instead, he went to see his adviser, .
"So, , thinks left the Kingdom to the House of Facepalm, and that he is the rightful King. What should I do?" asked .
"So, what you're saying is....he's threatening your position as King?" asked .
"I guess so."
"THEN YOU SHOULD DECLARE WAR!!!!!!!!!!!!" yelled .
Honestly, if were a wise King, he would have hired a wise adviser. was not a wise adviser. He had a temper problem.
thought. "Uh......" He didn't know whether he should listen to his Advisor or not, but, hey, Advisors always make wise decisions, he figured, so, why not?
"Okay!"
He went back out to his cousin . "I hereby officially declare official war on the House of Facepalm with officialness!" he said officially.
"Dang it," said . "So much for solving this problem with peace by examining the evidence."
"Uh....could we try talking this over peacefully?" asked .
"Well....my Advisor told me to do this, so...no," answered .
"Darn. Well, I guess I'll just be leaving now...."
"Wait!" ran back to his Advisor's room. "Hey, , what exactly do you do in a war?"
"You try to smash your enemies," answered . "In this case, that would be and his allies."
"Okay." ran back into the Throne Room. "Well, told me to smash you, so....."
Suddenly, pulled out a hammer and swung it at .
SMASH!!!!!
"Ow," said , rubbing his head to soothe the pain. "What was that for?"
"Well, he told me to smash you...." explained .
"Well, at least he doesn't know what smash means," muttered .
"What's that?"
"Nothing."
"Okay....so do I win the war?"
"Uh......that's not really how it works."
"But that's what my Advisor said. Wait a minute. ADVISOR!!!" called .
"Yes, King ?" asked , walking into the room.
"I smashed , but he said I still haven't won."
"Uh....'smash' is an LMB term that means.....uh....how do I put this in a way the Mods will accept?"
The Mods were all-powerful Users who lived in the great Mod Tower. Whenever any Emote or User said anything inappropriate out loud, the Mods would send lightning down to ban them from the LMBs forever.
tiptoed up to and whispered a word in his ear.
"Oh......" said . "I see."
"Darn, I should have left by now!" yelled , facepalming.
"Wait!" yelled . "It's too late to catch him. We need to assemble an army and begin the war."
"Oh, uh....okay!" said .
Soon, had assembled an army of 13 emotes. Their names were [a] , , , , , , , , , [] , , , and .
A battle strategy meeting began.
"Okay, everybody," said . " has threatened my position as King. We must fight back and smash him so that I will still be the King until takes over, I mean, until I die peacefully."
"What?" asked . "What are you talking about?"
"That's what you said we needed to do," stated .
"Uh.......well, I was just joking," said .
"Oh. Uh....okay!" turned back to his soldiers. "Alright, men, we need a strategy to sneak onto the Facepalm Estate and smash . What do you guys think we should do?"
"We could tell him jokes so he thinks we're his friends," suggested .
"We could give him cotton candy so he thinks we're his friends!" suggested .
"We could throw a party so he thinks we're his friends!" suggested .
"We could surrender and let him rule with you as Co-Kings," suggested [a] .
"We could systematically research the data on which his beliefs are founded, and form our own opinions on whether or not they are valid," suggested .
".....", suggested .
"Can he talk?" asked , pointing to .
"Of course not, he's just a cookie!" explained .
"Oh."
"So far, I hate all of these ideas," said .
"We could run in there like a boss and blow up everything," suggested .
"I like it!" exclaimed . " , that's what you need to do."
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