myimmortalwalk

[myimmortalwalk]

Chapter Seven - Finale

Original My Immortal chapter can be found here: http://imm.dh.obdurodon.org/read/chapter-44/

"I shall help you Fuqwitton but you must give Cathy half of that Quorter Pownder" Screamm said cruelly as he walked circumamcizing around me.

"You fecking prick!" I yelled.

then he looked at me sadly behind his Ghotface mask. “I forgot to tell you Fuqwitton. i didn’t really catch nummonia but Stebbings said he’s ban my kid from McDonald’s for life if I didn’.”

We welked quickly towards Stebbings. I were so scarred!1 But Stebbings didn't move away. Instead he changed into a man with gren eyes, waist-length black hair with pink streaks, and white skin. He had changed into... the Majjor!111

"I knew thou would fail all along." he cackled evilly and sarcastically at me. "Now I shall eat thy Quorter Pownder!" Thunder came in da road.

"No plz don't eat it!" I pleaded. Suddenly Gorroty and McVrees all ran up.

"What is da meaning of dis?" Gorroty asked all angrily and the Majjor lookd away (bcos Gorroty is da only whelker he is scared of.) The Majjor flicked his rist and suddenly a napkin came to him sexily. He took out the Quorter Pownder and liked his lips.

"The Majjor shall eat all of it. Then you must submit to him, Gorroty and Screamm!" he ejaculated menacingly.

"You fecking preppy fag!" McVrees shouted angrily.

The soldeers quickly crowled out of the haltrack and picked up their guns.

"Oh my fecking god!1" I cried.

"If you take the Quorter Pownder then deze bullets will be shot into the skull. Then u can be just like that goffik guy Art Baker." He laughed meanly.

"Whats he talking abott?" Baker slurped as he rumaged in his coffin.

"Foolish ignoramuses!" yielded the Majjor from his broomstick. "Thou shall all dye soon if thou do not cease."

"Think again you fecking welker poser!1" Gorroty yelled and then he and McVrees took out blak guns! But Stebbings took out his own one.

"U guyz are in a Latin stand-of!111" I shouted despariedrly.

“lmao no” said the Majjor.

nd suddenly Gorroty fell over backwards witr a gunshit woond in his chest.

“REGINALD!1!!!” shutted McVries terfully b4 his head exploded into peaces.

nd now the Quorter Pownder was in Stebbings’ mouth. "Now I shall eat it all and Screamm u will die!11111"

He maid kutchup come all over da place.

A soldeer went for Screamma dn I took his gun and engravved his gizards with ‘FUQWITTON BLOOD’SHOT CHOLESTEROL MCWALKER’.

“feck” said the Majjor. Screamm backfliped him to dead and took the Quorter Pownder.

"feck this i’m out of here" I cried. “Give me half the Quorter Pownder ands i;ll be on my Way.”

“fuqwitton” said a low voice behind me. i spun around and there was Baker, holding his coffin.

“get in my coffin fuqwitton” said baker again.

I cried sexily I just wanted 2 go 2 McDonald’s and slit my wrists with mi friends while we ate Big Macks and McNugets and do it with the homeles gel in the bathroom but I knew I had 2 do somefing more impotent.

"aight" I shooted.

And Baker lived hapily ever after.

[myimmortalwalk]

Chapter Six

Original My Immortal chapters can be found here: http://imm.dh.obdurodon.org/read/chapter-14/ http://imm.dh.obdurodon.org/read/chapter-17/

"Rid my sight you despicable prep!" I shouted as I started shooting Cello Parker with the gun he Then Cello Parker fell down with a morderous look in his eyes. "you bababababababababababa" he said. 

 I put so many holes in the other Mosquitoes that Anfu Ham’s gigner guts were lekking lead. “Nooooooooooo!” the gigner screamed. He started screaming and running around.

I started laughing crudely. "What the feck? You feck Eleanor Roosvelt then you expect me not to keel you? God, you are so fecked up you fecking bastard." I said angrily. Then I shot him in the heart. Blood pored out of it like a fountain. He fell down and died. Person had also died at some pont.

I shot some more and suddenly the gun clicked rmpty I brust into tears sadly.

"Fuqwitton what art thou doing?" called Stebbings. Then... he started coming! I could hear his white moccasins clacking to me. So I walked to Baker. There I started crying.

"What's wrong honey?" asked Baker lifting my arm up for coffin mesurements.

"Its so unfair!" I yielded. "Why can't I just not be attacked like all da other lads and preps here. Except Roland Gorroty cuz I just tried to keel him."

"Why wouldn’t you wanna be dead? I love the corpses anyway. They are such fecking sluts." answered Baker.

"Yeah but everyone’s tried to stab me! Like Rank tried to stab me. Brackenthatch tried to stab me. Gorroty tried to stab me and now even Cello Parker tried to stab me! I just wanna die in peace okay Baker! Why couldn't God have made me less socopafic?" I shouted angrily. (an" don't wory fuqwitton isn't a snob or anyfing but a lot of ppl hav been shite at keeling him) "Im good at too many things! WHY CAN'T I JUST BE LEFT ALONE? IT'S A FECKING CURSE!" I shouted and then I welk away.

"Fuqwitton Fuqwitton!" shouted Baker  sadly. "No, please, get in my coffin!"

But I was too alive.

I walked up to Gorroty to finish the job. Sudenly Gorroty polled of his mask. I gasped. It wasn't Gorroty at all! It was...Stebbings!

"U moronic idiot!" he shooted angstily. "Fuqwitton, I told u to kill Gorroty. Thou have failed. And now...I shall eat thy Quorter Pownder!"

"No no please!" I begged sadly but he poked me with his broomstick until I gavce him the Quorter Pownder.

Sudenly a moosey man chorged in. He had lung black chest hair and a looong black bread. He wus werring a blak shirt dat sed ‘cathy' on da back. He shotted a Heil Mary and Stebbings ran away. It was...SCREAMM!

[myimmortalwalk]

Chapter Five

Original My Immortal chapters can be found here: http://imm.dh.obdurodon.org/read/chapter-11/ http://imm.dh.obdurodon.org/read/chapter-12/

"FECK YEAH!" I screamed. I was ecstetic! 

Anyway, I started bleeding and then I slit both of my wrists. They got all over my clothes so I took them off. I was so fecking enruptured!

Then Gorroty swooped he in screaming to the tune of a dystoppin version of a song by Cunningballs Adderley.

"NO!" I thought it was Gorroty but it was Olison. He started to scream. "OMFG! NOOOOO! MY LEGS HURT!" and then... his skin rolled up! You could only see his blue intestenes.

"I thought you didn't have coheerency anymore!" Gorroty shouted.

"U c, Gorroty," Stebbings said, watching me and Gorroty watch the death. "2 c wht iz n da guts u mst find urslf 1st, k?"

"I HAVE FOUND MYSELF OK YOU MEAN YOUNG MAN!" Gorroty yelled. stEBBIngs lookd shockd. I guess he didn't expect Gorroty’s arc to end so sun or else he would have said something back.

Gorroty stormed off back to McVrees. "U r a liar, pap stebbings!"

"Fuqwitton I need to tell u somethnig." Stebbings said in a v. serious voice.

"Feck off." I told him. "I don't like fucked up preps like you." I snapped. Stebbings had been mean to me before for being only slitely suisedal.

"No Fuqwitton." Stebbings says. He suddenly looked at me with an evil look in his eye and muttered motherfecker.

"hat's not me that's Gorroty." I corrected him wisely.

"I know, I was just warming up my vocal cordes." Then he screamed. "you must keel Roy Gorroty!"

"This cannot be." I said in a crisp voice as blood dripped from my hand where I slet my wrist. "There must be other factors."

“nah fam” said Stebbings.

I felt faint, more than I normally do like how it feels when you slet your wrists.

I went to some Welkers. Gorroty looked all depressed because his friend had died. He was sucking some ketrchup from a mcnuget. 

"Hi." he said in a depressed way. "Hi back." I said in an wqually said way.

We both looked at each other for some time. Then... we jumped on each other and started stabbing each other.

"STOP IT NOW YOU STABY SIMPLETONS!" shouted Cello Parker who was watching us and so were the other Mosquitoes.

"Parker you fecker!" I said punching him. "Stop trying to stop me. You know I love murdeer!" I shouted and then I took out Stebbings’ gun angrily.

[myimmortalwalk]

Chapter Four

Original My Immortal chapters can be found here: http://imm.dh.obdurodon.org/read/chapter-9 http://imm.dh.obdurodon.org/read/chapter-10

I was so close to death. I couldn't believe Blessedvirginmary for trying to stab me again. I began to bleed against a tree.

Then all of a suddenly, an horrible man with purple pants and a green sweater and everything started walking towards me on a broomstick! It was... Stebbings!

"No!" I shouted in a scared voice but then Stebbings shouted "Bit shite ain’t you!" and I couldn't walk away.

"Feck you!" I shouted at him. Stebbings fell off his broom and started to scream. I felt bad for him even though I'm a sadist so I stopped.

"Fuqwitton." he yelled. "Thou must keel Wry Giveaway!"

I thought about Roy Gorroty and his futtigue jacket and his fecking weird hair and the persenelity he potentielly has. i can’t ax this fecking twink bef4 he has more convos with more intrusting cherechters.

"No, Stebbings!" I shouted back.

Stebbings gave me a gun. "No! Please!" I begged.

"Thou must!" he yelled. "If thou does not, then I shall eat thy beloved secret Quorter Pownder!"

"How did you know?" I asked in a surprised way.

Stebbings got a dude-ur-so-retarded look on his face. "I hath the Shine." he answered cruelly. "And if you doth not kill Gorroty, then thou know what will happen to ur cholerestol level!" he shouted. Then he walked away angrily on his broomstick.

I was so scared and mad I didn't know what to do.

"Fuqwitton! Are you OK?" Baker asked in a concerted voice.

"What the feck do you think?" I asked angrily. And then I said. "Well, Stebbings came and the fecking bastard told me to fecking keel Gorroty! But I don't want to keel him, because, my only chence of making it to Maacchusets is if he befrends me. But if I don't keel Gorroty, then Stebbings, will fecking eat my Quorter Pownder!" I burst into tears.

Suddenly Bacterialvaginosis jumped out from behind a wall.

"Why didn't you fecking tell me!" he shouted. "Gorroty is mine to keel! How could you- you- you fecking poser McDonald’s bastard!" (c is dat out of character?)

Binocularvision ran to the vangud. lmao

I took a bite of the Quorter Pownder. Then suddenly McVrees walked up heppily! His eyes were all ectsetic and I knew this time it wasn't cause hed been allowed to die.

"What have you done you fecking legend!" He started to slap me on the back wisely. (c dats basically nut homo and dis time he wuz relly gr8ful n u wil c y) "Fuqwitton Brattotitch has been found at the vangud. He committed suicide by terring his throat."

[myimmortalwalk]

Chapter Three

Original My Immortal chapters can be found here: http://imm.dh.obdurodon.org/read/chapter-5/ http://imm.dh.obdurodon.org/read/chapter-6/

Cello Parker made and Britchovest and I follow him to the other Mosquitoes. He kept shouting at us angrily.

"You ludacris fools!" he shouted.

I started to bleed drops of blood down my pallid face. Breltervotch laughed at me. When we reached the vangud Cello Parker took us to Anfu Ham and Person who were both looking very angry.

"They were murdering each other on the Long Walk!" he yelled in a furious voice.

"Why did you do such a thing, you mediocre dunces?" asked Person.

"How dare you?" demanded Anfu Ham.

And then Blackervack shrieked. "BECAUSE I HATE HIM!"

Everyone was quiet. The lads still looked mad but Person said. "Fine. Very well. You may feck off."

Brontesisters and I went back while the Mosquitoes glared at us.

"Are you okay, Fuqwitton?" Backingvocal asked me cruelly.

"feck no” i said, pasing out.

The next day I woke up in a coffin carried by someene.

"Bastard!" I shouted angrily. I regretted saying it when I looked up cause I was looking into the pale white face of a southern boy with questinably blond hair. He looked exactly like Art Baker.

"I'm so sorry." he said in a shy voice.

"That's all right. What's your name?" I questioned.

"Art Baker.”

"Why am I in a coffin?" I exclaimed.

"Because I love the smell of corpses." he giggled.

"Well, I’m not dead." I confessed.

"Really?" he whimpered.

"Yeah." I roared.

We sat down to walk for a while. Then Bloodvessel came up behind me with a knife and told me he had a surprise for me so I ran away.

[myimmortalwalk]

Chapter Two

Original My Immortal chapters can be found here: http://imm.dh.obdurodon.org/read/chapter-3/ http://imm.dh.obdurodon.org/read/chapter-4/

Before the Welk began I put on my khaki lace-up boots with high heels. Underneath them were ripped red veins. ThenI put on a black leather food belt with all this intestene stuff on the back and front. I put on matching intestenes on my arms. I licked my hand and mad it look all spiky. I felt a little depressed then, so I slit one of my wrists. I read a depressing comic book while I waited for the Majjor to start the Walk. I tore my nails off and put on TONS of deoderent. I didn't put on foundation because I’m masceelin as feck. I drank some beer so I was ready to go and kill meself.

The Walk started. Bikervauntch caught up to me. He was holding a vinyl yellow knife (AN: A lot fo kewl boiz hav it ok!).

"Hi Gareth!" I said in a depressed voice.

piss off." he said back. We walked into Limestone. On the way we listened excitedly to Rye Granddaddy and Peeta McVoorhees. We both smoked cigarettes and drugs. When we got there, we both hopped onto Rank. He jumped up and down as we listened to the soldeers warning us.

" Lay the sick ones down and the bells will ring Put pennies on the eyes let the dead men sing." sang one of the soldeers for some fecking reason (I don't own da lyrics 2 dat song).

"Rank is so fecking ugly." I said to Bazooka, pointing to him as he screamed, filling the road with his amazing voice.

Suddenly Bellendwretch looked sad.

"What's wrong?" I asked as we moshed to the screams. Then I caught on.

"Hey, it's ok I don't hate him worse than YOU!" I said.

"Really?" asked Bratvurtst visiously and he put his arm around me throat all distructive.

"Really." I said. "Besides I don't even know Rank and he's being killed by that soldeer. I fecking hate that little bitch." I said disgustedly, thinking of his ugly blonde face.

The night went on really shite, and I had a horribel time. So did Bavariantch. After the sunrise, we ate some olyves and asked the soldeers for their autographs and photos with them. Blonkervonch stebbed them.

"GAROLD!" I shouted. "What the feck do you think you are doing?"

Brickerthatch leaned in extra-close and I looked into his gothic red eyes (he was posessed by buphomet) which revealed so much depressing sorrow and evilness and then suddenly I didn't feel mad anymore.

And then... suddenly just as I Buenavista stabbed me passionately.  Baronvaughn climbed on top of me and we started to fight keenly against a tree. He impaled by top and I set fire to his clothes. I even was stabbed in the gron. Then he put his knife into my you-know-what and I almost died for the first time.

"Bullocks!" I screamed. I was beginning to suffer from blood loss. I started to bleed everywhere and my body became all cold. And then...

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING YOU MOTHERFUKERS!"

It was...Cello Parker!

[myimmortalwalk]

Chapter One

Original My Immortal chapters can be found here: http://imm.dh.obdurodon.org/read/chapter-1/ http://imm.dh.obdurodon.org/read/chapter-2/

yo what up lads my name is Fuqwitton Blood’Shot Cholesterol McWalker and I has bloodshot eyez from all the drunking (that's how I got my name) and I’ve been through trawma and shite and the boyz inform me I look someting like a rodekilled rodent (AN: if u don't know what that is get da hell out of here!). I'm not related to the crisp packit brand but I wish I was because i’d get free fecking munchies 365/7. I'm American but my teeth are straight and white. I have pale white hair from all the trawma. I'm also a Long Walker, and I go to a Long Walk called the Long Walk in Maine where I'm in the seventh row (I'm seventeen). I'm suisydal (in case you couldn't tell) and I wear mostly fatigues. I love McDonald’s and I buy all my food from there. For example today I was eating a 6-pack chicken nuget box with ketchup and barbecue suce and a quorter pownder with cheese and a fenter which i didn’t finish. I was wearing a shirt, trussers, shoes and no pants. I was walking outside the Long Walk. It was sykological and whorific so there was no hope, which I was very happy about. A lot of preps stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.

"Hey Fuqwitton!" shouted a voice. I looked up. It was... Gary Barkovitch!

"What's up Gazza?" I asked.

"Nothing." he said murderously.

But then, I heard the Majjor call me and I had to go away.

I passed out and woke up next to the Majjor. I was bleeding again. I put the number 62 on my army shirt and cleaned my woonds from a bootle I had. My woonds was black ebony and inside it was hot pink blood with black gangrehen on the ends.

The Majjor (AN: dis u master! plz spare me) punched me in the fayce and grinned at me. He flipped his long waist-length raven black hair with pink streaks and opened his forest-green eyes.

"OMFG, I saw you talking to Gary Blarkovetch!" he said excitedly.

"Yeah? So?" I said, bleeding everywhere.

"Do you want to keel Gazza?" he asked.

"No I so fecking don't!" I shouted.

"Yeah right!" he exclaimed.

Just then, Brakovirtch walked up to me.

"Hi." he said.

"Hi." I replied bloodthirstily.

"Guess what." he said.

"What?" I asked.

"Well, Rank is in the Walk." he told me.

"Oh. My. Fecking. God!" I screamed.

I hate Rank.

He is my least favorite Walker, besides Brookervontch.

"Well.... do you want to keel him with me?" he asked.

I gasped.