Featurning my oringinal character (tats OC) Roger the Terminator!!!(But u don't kno that yet.)
so liek bella was at home and fwas sad becaus Edward decided to leave an then she crid for lik a yera and a whol book was devoted to her sadnes cus it was sooo EPIC and unusul for a tenager. Edwurd is so hot. but anywaiii, liek then she me this person an he was ver strong, an more nativ americn than Jacbo. his nam was Roger The Terminator. But she and u didn know that he was really a terminato from Skynet sent bak in tim to destroy Stephanie Myers and her wunderbooks. hjust kidding, i wuv smeyers. kay, anyway
then liek Bella wuz liek I dont like edwaydd anymore, he just a vampir and wat the fack is up wit the sparkles like he's gay or som'n. so Roger wsu like Hey wanna go to the beach wer edward and his race of fampires isnt allowed and she said yes so they went to the bethc and had a fun. later Roger was liek Skynet sent me to protet you from the vampires and thei clan that's coming to ki11 you. B"ella say"d why? and then Roger said cause of your baby (SPOILER ALERT) an Bell said i not have baby, but rhen Roger injected her tummy with a baby throuh his robotic needle arm. Noo, i pretnant. Bella cried but then fell in love with roget. The Terminator.
Then Roger was like, you ned to see me in the sunlight. So he ran like real fast like in Dragonball xz and showed her wat happens in the sunligt. his flesh melted away, leaving bare his cold metallic endoskeleton, small red eyes gleaming from under his hollow eye-sockets. Bella recoiled in fear, and noticed how good the writing had become. "What?" She gasped "I don't get it...." As the now fully exposed Roger the Terminator thundered through the woods toward her, his jaw slack. Bella swore she could hear a soft tinny chuckle, it sounded like the revving of a thousand chainsaws in a deep well. "Don't you see?" The metal man in front of her cackled. "I'm here to destroy you and your horrible, boring life.
Bella felt like she was flying through the forest, blurs of green and brown zipping past her plain, boring face. Twigs and thorns nipping at her arms and legs. All around her, the metallic twang of the Terminator's futuristic weaponry sounded, obliterating trees and rocks in brilliant flashes of red, blue, and purple, molten slag lapping at her shoes. The author placed a tripwire between two trees and nestled down into the bushes to wait. Sure enough, Bella's leg snared on the razor thin wire, slicing a sliver of skin off and causing her to tumble to the ground. As Bella lay on the ground, her stupid eyes rolling in her adolescent head, the sun was blocked out as if by an eclipse, or a midnight sun. Roger the terminator loomed over her and leveled his gigantic rifle right between her eyes. "Edward will come and save me." Bella panted, her uninteresting hair curtaining half of her face. "Don't you see?" The Terminator sneered. "I've already killed Edward."
There was a soft, sickening thud next to Bella, like when you drop a melon on a hardwood floor. Edwards sparkly head lay next to Bella, his man-gorgeous face twisted into a grimace. "You know what he was doing when I killed him?" The terminator barked. "Do you??" He asked again after recieving no reply. "He was leading a happy life, he was a respected actor, no matter how small his previous roles. But you had to ruin that, Stephanie...you just had to." Bella looked around wildly for something to use as a weapon. "My name's not Stephanie." Bella cried as she lept to her feet and swung a large stick at the Terminator's head. As the log splintered and burst into flame, Bella's face drooped, her eyes glazed as she realized the inevitable. "It's Bella. My Name's Bella." The Terminator again raised the rifle, and jamming it against the girls' forehead, pulled the trigger.
"It's time to stop playing pretend." The Terminator growled, and him and the author made their way out of the forest, to have frothy drinks and New England Style Clam Chowder.















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this made me laugh. awesome.
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