Oh my, anchors away. Such non-canon. Much ships.

Hey guys! So, back on the old LMB's, I wrote a ship. It was titled as follows: Yeesh...What have I come to?... A ship?!?
Some among you may recognise this title. I have decided to post the ship onto LMBE. This story follows Sanso, a (real) Le-Matoran and Kailani, a (also real) Ga-Matoran. So, without further ado, I'll just copy, paste and edit the story my brother recorded for me from the LMB's.

Yeesh... what have I come to?... A ship?!? - by Temple 4418 (Original released: 1 Aug 2015)
Alas! I have stooped so low, I am making a ship! Now, I'm gonna monologue for a bit, then cut to the chase. First of all, I am not a big shipper. Shipping is fun, from time to time, just because of the cheese. It's like one of those jokes that are so bad that they're good! In this case, we savour the pain of the cheese. Beware the cheese! So basically in this story Okoto is an island on Spherus Magna, with its own respective races and all. So let's go....

Sanso and Kailani:
Sanso raised is hands to cheer the cheering on. He and his band, A Flock of Gukko Birds had just finished their newest song, I Flew, and were soaking up the glory.
“Come on!” he cheered, “I can’t hear you! Who’s your favourite music group?”
“A Flock of Gukko Birds!” was the frenzied reply of the audience.
"Yeah!" he cried. He was loving it. The glory. The fame. The widgets! How could this go any better?
There.
Who was that? Could it be? Oh no, not now! [Here comes the cheese! ]
Sanso stopped cheering, and felt sick. He blushed so much, he could've been mistaken for a Ta-Matoran if he wasn't wearing his mask. Then, he felt the side effects of this coincidence.
He started to sweat, as if he'd been in the centre of a volcano. He tried to talk, but somehow he just babbled some gibberish, and he started to feel woozy, and dizzy.
Noticing his distress, one of the other band members whispered to him, "Are you okay? You don't look too good. You've never had stage fright before, but it is a possibility...." he trailed off, but Sanso replied,
"Umm... Yeah, I just need to, umm.. go to the bathroom. You know how it gets..." Or at least that's what he tried to say, but due to his condition, it sonded more like, "Mah, juhnee mgot bahmm. Ynowtge...." which only worried the band member even more. [Do Matoran even go to the bathroom?] Regardless of the Matoran's worries, Sanso said a last "Thank you, thank you!" to the crowd (More like "Thagyh, thagyh...") and stumbled off the stage.
He had to get away. It was Kailani the craftswoman! Why her?! Why now?! And why did he feel so weird when she was around? And why did they have to go on tour to the water tribe?!?!




That's all folks! That's the first chapter. I'll try to post one chapter a day until there aren't any left. Except, I won't post one on Sunday, I don't go on LMBE on Sunday.
By the way, some references were made in the original to some other events that were going on at the time when I first posted this (August 2015), I'll try to edit them out, but I apologize in advance if I miss some out and you don't get it. Hope you enjoyed it, I'll try to be back with Chapter 2 tomorrow.