CODE: COMMUNITY

I OWN AND REGRET NOTHING!

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Jeff winger awoke to a world in chaos. Greendale was in ruins. When he found garret, he asked what was going on...but only became more confused.

"T-The paint ball game started...and then the smoke...the horrible smoke! It was everywhere!...we turned on each other like animals!"

"Man...that sounds messed up...glad I missed it." sighed a relieved Jeff winger.

"Missed it?! Shouted garret. This isn't over! This is still happening! Right now! You got to"- And then he got splattered. Jeff turned around to see the familiar form of lenard.

"Lenard I'm not playi-." But the words died in mouth- This wasn't the lenard he knew and hated-. It bore his appearance sure, but it was now twisted. Where once were decaying teeth were now razor sharp. His disgusting wrinkles were now pulsing with demonic energy. And his squinty eyes were now filled with static. Worse, garret was now showing signs of the same symptoms. And was slowly starting to rise.

JEFF! GET DOWN! Shouted a familiar voice. Jeff obeyed, and watched as his best friend Ahbed Nadeer shot both of them with paint. The two of them screamed as weird energy coursed through them ejecting two sinister specters. That were quickly shorted with one more burst of paint.

Ahbed took one look at his friend and said: "Come with me if you don't want paint on your clothes...or ripped apart by demonic super-viruses."

TO BE CONTINUED?

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AN: I know it says "in-progress" but really I just don't like boxing myself into a corner. For now this is more of a one-shot, maybe two-shot at most. That I might continue one day...but probably won't.

But, hey. Feel free to use whatever elements you want from this, if you want! Or maybe give me ideas?

also, could someone contact the deviant artist Markmak or show me how to contact him? I'd like to talk to him, but the computer won't let me comment on deviantart.

Also don't forget to give a shout out to my mom's birthday story on my page!

FE-FI-FO-FUM... I wish I smelled reviews!(sob)