Saturday, August 23, 2008

A Movie?

Plankton won't be able to update since he's marching his legs off for today.

Anyway, as afore mentioned, that... movie.

As ERRONEOUSLY REGARDED by the Plankton as an ingenius plan to make him date a girl by means of handcuffing and landing in hospital, I digress. I'd say it's more of a plan to make end his life, either way or that. But concludingly, I went epic because I'm such a good friend, hoho, and made it into a movie.

"Yeah Plankton, let's go to Candy Mountain."
"Yeah, let's go to Candy Mountain. It'll be an exciting adventure."

So anyway, due to how emo the Plankton can get at times, I do apologize for the mushiness I have to resort to in certain parts of this post. I really do. Don't pop your eyes out reading. (I'm already EWWing around)

Anyway, some of the scenes are rather typical. (Aren't they all?)

Bear in mind that my intention is to make the Plankton live happily and ending his life abruptly after that. :D
I'm such a good friend.

I shall label his 'darling-whoever-she-is-in-the-future' as *ahem ahem*.

Alright forget about the mushiness. I'll just get this EWW post over with and cut to the chase. Well actually, I'd inserted background music so if you listen to it you'll have a better picture.

MOVIE 1

(Hans Zimmer's Tennessee in C major plays throughout the whole movie)


Now now, be patient and wait for it to load :D :D :D

Plankton and *ahem ahem* were taking a stroll down to the movies one day, then they were caught in the rain.

Lovingly, he gave her his jacket. Then they played in the rain.


Following day, they caught pneumonia.
Needless to say, one goes from bad to worse(*ahem ahem*) the other goes from bad to better(Plankton).

*ahem ahem* then died slowly in his arms.

Nurse: Doctor, I think you should call it now.
Doctor: *ahem ahem*, died at -inserts time-.
Plankton: -cries his heart out-

Conclusion: The Plankton committed suicide.

THE END.

:D


"You just love getting me dead in your movies don't you? AAARGHHH!" -Plankton

PLANKTON, I SECOND THAT.

P.S. I will never ever write love stories nor direct one when I grow up. -pukes-

Till the fat lady sings;
The Piglet

He's going to nuke me for this post. AIK.

4 comments:

Adel said...

Lame directing Piglet. =.=

So not...a director.

Roland said...

I'm so gonna carpet bomb your house!

Anonymous said...

Potato: How. Insinuating. I'll kill you when I get to school first thing on Monday!!

Plankton: Go ahead and try. I dare you. :P

Roland said...

Cass, looks like it's the Potato who's irritating you, not you insinuating her! =P

Oh yea, about the carpet bomb thing. I can't risk it because I don't know where you live and I don't want to kill an innocent kitten, but I sure want to kill that muddy... thing.