In a abandoned building

[willofbob]

day 123: realise that I have been in here 123 days. fo a little jig for surviving that long

 

[willofbob]

day 124: Alfred akes me a cake. Perfectly good one too.

very surprising after the whole Rape Incident.
Newly crowned King of the Ants trades slice of cake for a can of cola.

 

[mcpop9]

Day 125: Declared war on the ants after can exploded on me.

 

[WafflesandBacon]

Day 126: Won fight with ants effortlessly, I mean there fucking ants.

 

[PixelKing]

Day 128: Wondering what a scottie dog is.

 

[willofbob]

met with Scottie dog leader, Scotty the Dog. He is a fat Scotsma in a red shirt.
ant ate Alfred, there was much rejoicing.

 

[SixWingedAsura]

Day 130: Contemplated my navel. Then contemplated the word navel. Then contemplated navel oranges. Then contemplated eating navel oranges.

God I wish I had food.

 

[willofbob]

day 131: remember there is still cake Alfred made.

give Scotty a slice and eat the rest.

23 ants die from starvation

 

[willofbob]

day 132: become surprised at how slowly days seem to be passing

 

[willofbob]

day 134: realise it has been 72 hours sice last day passed. Get worried about reality

 

[mcpop9]

Day 140: Scotty stole the time corrector and my shoes. why'd i give him a slice of the cake?

 

[willofbob]

scotty eats time corrector. and my shoes.

had to build another corrector out of Alfred

 

[Eumersian]

Day 136: Scotty comes back only to make egg salad on the linoleum again.

 

[Zaszman]

Day ???: Losing focus. Can't think. Reality is gone. I cut myself with a sandwich I found and I get cancer.

 

[The Thinker]

Day ???+1: Weapon X finds me. I become Deadpool.

 

[willofbob]

day 139: realise I'm not Deadpool and I need to lay off the comics.
Scotty eats the remainder of the ants andImove back into the room above.

 

[PixelKing]

141: Vomited from the licorise

 

[The Thinker]

142: Contemplated the word "licorice". Realized I just spent an entire day contemplating the word "licorice".

 

[willofbob]

143: carved a perfect replica of The Thinker, and it shal be my friend

 

[Eumersian]

Day 145: urihagnijrkeohfnqrieaiuvjkafehuikj09438yu56yuijbnvv90ipq2

Clearly, I snorted too much cocaine this morning.