CivCube
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Ahhhhh, yes. High school. That most remembered place of our youth, the place where true love does happen, and chicken nuggets every other Wednesday.
Needless to say, I, CivCube, was forced to take a tour of one such educational institution when a mission of utmost importance occurred.
It was a beautiful day. As the sun beat its rays upon my handsomely not-bald head, I skipped -- indeed, skipped -- along for no reason whatsoever. At the same time, I casually tossed my copy of Civ 3 in the air.
Oh, the joy! It was the perfect moment of my life, when suddenly a mysterious blast of air whipped the disk out of my hand.
"CivCube, why?!" you ask. "Why the hell would you actually go outside with the greatest strategy game of all time (which is different every time you play) and toss it carelessly in the air?!"
Ah, but you see, my friend. If I could never have done it, then I would never have done everything. With that logic aside, I of course immediately chased after it. It flew into an open window, which I of course flew into as well. I found myself, indeed, at this high school. Such an uncanny place, filled with memories...
...of being flushed head-first into the john-
...of having an uncanny resemblance to a Papa John's-
...of having my first date - with myself!
Ahhhhh, indeed. Such happy times. As I strolled down the hallways reminiscing and searching for my beloved game, I could not help but notice the uncanny observation skills of the students. It was amazing! Within less than ten seconds they could determine a person's intelligence and sexual orientation just by their posture and manner of speech. Truly awe-inspiring, I must say.
Nevertheless, I pursued through the cafeteria. Several fights were going on at once. I stopped to watch.
"Excuse me, sir? Do you have a visitor's pass?"
I calmly explained to the teacher that my beloved Civ 3 was as good a visitor's pass as anything. When he stopped rubbing his black eye, he began the chase.
Up and down the halls we went, sometimes sideways. When he appeared confused, I immediately ducked into the library. Here it was actually quieter than the rest of the school, about one-half decibel less. I shook my head in admiration. The first shelf I went to was, of course, civilization. Oh, poo. It's not there. The nerve.
A moment of inspiration! Hmm...if I were a copy of Civilization III, the greatest strategy game of all time (different every time you play), where would I go?
Of course! I ran to the room I had first come in. Should be on the floor...ah, the powers of deduction...it was gone!
The window beckoned. I stepped through it, and cried like a little girl.
To be continued....
Needless to say, I, CivCube, was forced to take a tour of one such educational institution when a mission of utmost importance occurred.
It was a beautiful day. As the sun beat its rays upon my handsomely not-bald head, I skipped -- indeed, skipped -- along for no reason whatsoever. At the same time, I casually tossed my copy of Civ 3 in the air.
Oh, the joy! It was the perfect moment of my life, when suddenly a mysterious blast of air whipped the disk out of my hand.
"CivCube, why?!" you ask. "Why the hell would you actually go outside with the greatest strategy game of all time (which is different every time you play) and toss it carelessly in the air?!"
Ah, but you see, my friend. If I could never have done it, then I would never have done everything. With that logic aside, I of course immediately chased after it. It flew into an open window, which I of course flew into as well. I found myself, indeed, at this high school. Such an uncanny place, filled with memories...
...of being flushed head-first into the john-
...of having an uncanny resemblance to a Papa John's-
...of having my first date - with myself!
Ahhhhh, indeed. Such happy times. As I strolled down the hallways reminiscing and searching for my beloved game, I could not help but notice the uncanny observation skills of the students. It was amazing! Within less than ten seconds they could determine a person's intelligence and sexual orientation just by their posture and manner of speech. Truly awe-inspiring, I must say.
Nevertheless, I pursued through the cafeteria. Several fights were going on at once. I stopped to watch.
"Excuse me, sir? Do you have a visitor's pass?"
I calmly explained to the teacher that my beloved Civ 3 was as good a visitor's pass as anything. When he stopped rubbing his black eye, he began the chase.
Up and down the halls we went, sometimes sideways. When he appeared confused, I immediately ducked into the library. Here it was actually quieter than the rest of the school, about one-half decibel less. I shook my head in admiration. The first shelf I went to was, of course, civilization. Oh, poo. It's not there. The nerve.
A moment of inspiration! Hmm...if I were a copy of Civilization III, the greatest strategy game of all time (different every time you play), where would I go?
Of course! I ran to the room I had first come in. Should be on the floor...ah, the powers of deduction...it was gone!
The window beckoned. I stepped through it, and cried like a little girl.
To be continued....
Cool!
Wonderful story!
