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| Pong Fan Fiction | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Mar 15 2010, 05:39 PM (261 Views) | |
| Rabid Parrots | Mar 15 2010, 05:39 PM Post #1 |
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Frank the little white dot was in a struggle for a life that he had no control over. His safety rested in the hands of two paddles on each side of a room with no walls. If just one of these paddles missed him, he would be a dead dot. He prayed to the almighty 8-bit god of white dots that he would survive this. Really, all he could do was hope as he was only one little white dot in a white paddle's world, and what a cold world it was, cold and unforgiving. Left Paddle moved upward slightly and bounced Frank off of the ceiling, sending him straight into the lower right corner of the screen. Right Paddle was shocked by this truly shocking turn of events. For you see, Right Paddle was at the very top of the screen and had only seconds to save Frank. Can he do it? Can he make it in time? Am I really going to keep writing this story? Find out in the next installment of Pong Fan Fiction! |
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