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  Just recently, I was in game waiting to purchase one of their products. I was wondering what was taking the staff so long. Reality then began to become less vivid, more sepia.

“I can’t find section ‘A’,” Yelled Barry.
“Have you checked the cabinet ‘A-C’,” Replied an eager John.
“What is happening,” questioned Suzy. The two explained.
“Oh dear,” gasped Suzy, for all the wrong reasons. “This young gamer wish to buy Aquaman: Battle for Atlantis, Quite clearly a 5 star game.”
“We should go on a long quest that could be easily avoided by asking the manager or actually opening our eyes. To the store room!” Barry advanced towards the stock room.
“Many mythical things lie beyond yonder. Like game nerds, sprites and towering piles of games nobody wants, lets be honest, it is anything released by EA.”.

*Copyrighting prohibits further use of text ‘ragging’ on EA’s unblemished reputation* ‘For disappointing its buyers’.

  Meanwhile the store is unmanned. The manager appears in a puff of smoke.
“Hmm,” he ponders, “Forth width, whence are mine employees that I do, Indeed, bestow the responsibility of guarding my eloquent treasures.”

  Meanwhile John, Barry, and Suzy are conducting their search though the hordes of EA, I mean general, games. But, alas, to no avail. Soon John and Suzy are left alone as Barry goes off in search to find some shelter.

*Cue Barry White music*

“So, Suzy, we’re alone now, huh?” Said John sleazily.
“Uh, yeah, guess so,” Replied Suzy in a disinterested voice.
John moves closer to Suzy in an attempt to arouse… her interest.
“Where is that music coming from?” Inquired Suzy, desperately looking around for something else to do.
John grasps her by the arm and kisses her passionately. She is repulsed by this offer and yet strangely intrigued. After all, she is the GAME shop bike.
Soon passionate lovemaking ensued on top of a pile of Halo 3 Elite games and un bought PS3 consoles. Gasps could be heard from the pile of 360’s all the way to the sold out Wii section.

*Censored due to high smut content*

Barry ripped off her clothes and began to explore her bulkhead.
Suzy responded with a pack of wolves.
Suzy then grasped his monkey wrench.
Then they did the business and that was that. What do you expect? I am not a smut writer. For free.

Barry returned upon hearing what he thought was screams of pain, accompanied by Barry White music. He stumbles upon a rather and frankly, erotic, scene involving a monkey wrench and a bulkhead.
“Ugh! You bastard!” Screamed Barry at the top of his lungs.
“It’s not what you think,” replied a gasping Suzy.
“I’ve seen porn! I know what it looks like” Said Barry, partially embarrassed, slightly aroused.
Soon a fight ensues between Barry and John, whilst Suzy looks on in interest, mostly because there are pretty colours involved.
For some strange reason, Barry and John are able to choose a weapon from the games surrounding them, essentially, furthering the plot.
John picks the ‘Hammer of Dawn’ from gears of war, forgetting that it does not work without a satellite and that it does not work inside even if he did have the satellite.
“Fool!” Screams Barry, as he wields the BFG5000. “My hours of game play have pay dividends. Now die!”

I’m Bored. To Be Continued.

Description
  Just recently, I was in game waiting to purchase one of their products. I was wondering what was taking the staff so long. Reality then began to become less vivid, more sepia.

“I can’t find section ‘A’,” Yelled Barry.
“Have you checked the cabinet ‘A-C’,” Replied an eager John.
“What is happening,” questioned Suzy. The two explained.
“Oh dear,” gasped Suzy, for all the wrong reasons. “This young gamer wish to buy Aquaman: Battle for Atlantis, Quite clearly a 5 star game.”
“We should go on a long quest that could be easily avoided by asking the manager or actually opening our eyes. To the store room!” Barry advanced towards the stock room.
“Many mythical things lie beyond yonder. Like game nerds, sprites and towering piles of games nobody wants, lets be honest, it is anything released by EA.”.

*Copyrighting prohibits further use of text ‘ragging’ on EA’s unblemished reputation* ‘For disappointing its buyers’.

  Meanwhile the store is unmanned. The manager appears in a puff of smoke.
“Hmm,” he ponders, “Forth width, whence are mine employees that I do, Indeed, bestow the responsibility of guarding my eloquent treasures.”

  Meanwhile John, Barry, and Suzy are conducting their search though the hordes of EA, I mean general, games. But, alas, to no avail. Soon John and Suzy are left alone as Barry goes off in search to find some shelter.

*Cue Barry White music*

“So, Suzy, we’re alone now, huh?” Said John sleazily.
“Uh, yeah, guess so,” Replied Suzy in a disinterested voice.
John moves closer to Suzy in an attempt to arouse… her interest.
“Where is that music coming from?” Inquired Suzy, desperately looking around for something else to do.
John grasps her by the arm and kisses her passionately. She is repulsed by this offer and yet strangely intrigued. After all, she is the GAME shop bike.
Soon passionate lovemaking ensued on top of a pile of Halo 3 Elite games and un bought PS3 consoles. Gasps could be heard from the pile of 360’s all the way to the sold out Wii section.

*Censored due to high smut content*

Barry ripped off her clothes and began to explore her bulkhead.
Suzy responded with a pack of wolves.
Suzy then grasped his monkey wrench.
Then they did the business and that was that. What do you expect? I am not a smut writer. For free.

Barry returned upon hearing what he thought was screams of pain, accompanied by Barry White music. He stumbles upon a rather and frankly, erotic, scene involving a monkey wrench and a bulkhead.
“Ugh! You bastard!” Screamed Barry at the top of his lungs.
“It’s not what you think,” replied a gasping Suzy.
“I’ve seen porn! I know what it looks like” Said Barry, partially embarrassed, slightly aroused.
Soon a fight ensues between Barry and John, whilst Suzy looks on in interest, mostly because there are pretty colours involved.
For some strange reason, Barry and John are able to choose a weapon from the games surrounding them, essentially, furthering the plot.
John picks the ‘Hammer of Dawn’ from gears of war, forgetting that it does not work without a satellite and that it does not work inside even if he did have the satellite.
“Fool!” Screams Barry, as he wields the BFG5000. “My hours of game play have pay dividends. Now die!”

I’m Bored. To Be Continued.