I trolled Animal Crossing

Sorry for not posting yesterday! I couldn't use my computer D:

Anyways, since I wasn't able to use my computer, I played Animal Crossing. BEST GAME EVER. Animal Crossing is where you basically a game involving going around your little town place full of a bunch of animals, and engrossing yourself in various activities there. It's in real time too, so that's pretty interesting.

Here's how my game went. Funny thing is that everything I did in this is true, and I did this all alone. Wow.

GAME START-UP - I started up the game for the first time in about 3 years, to find my sister's abandoned town. I deleted it. She doesn't play anyways, and frankly is she did I could care less. Then I get onto character creation, which takes place on a bus. There's this guy named 'Rover' or something, either way he's a cat. Don't you go being catist now, son, I'll let you know he's a very nice person... er, cat. He asks me my name, which I put Dr.eZoma because I'm original, my town, which I put as FarEast, then asked me a bunch of other stuff I don't really give a shit about, and then I was off! Based on my answers, I was given a generic character.

FIRST MOMENTS - Based on some advice I was given, I went to the town hall first. I got more advice. SO, I went to get a house and found a really nice one by the beach, and that's what I picked. That's when I met Tom Nook. He told me that in order to pay off my house I had to work for him, which led to me beginning the shittiest job in the history of the known universe.

WORKING FOR TOM NOOK/THE TROLLINGZ - My first job was to meet everyone in the town. That's not called a job, bro. That's called putting people on meaningless tasks that will do nothing to advance your business. I did it anyways, though, money's money. I met a couple of fairly nice people, a total douche named 'Chief' and my future bro Amelia. I got back, and I got a delivery task. I finished it in about 30 seconds. Then I got the task to write a letter to Jeremiah, some frog guy. He's okay. I believe my letter went something like this, 'TANKS FURBING BRO LOL U SUK'. I sent the letter (apparently I was slow...), and I delivered another package. That's when the real trolling started; For my next job I was asked to write an advertisement in the town square for Tom Nook's store.

Advertisement Part 1 - tom nook molestered me wat a shithead
Advertisement Part 2 - tom nook touched me in my special place and wouldn't stop
Advertisement Part 3 - BIG OL' DICK 8--------------)
Advertisement Part 4 - IM TOM NOOK I MOLESTER CHILDREN LOL


The town just let's you write stuff up on that board. Wow. So, after I wrote Tom Nook's advertisement (which he told me not to say anything bad about him on it) I delivered a couple more packages and I was done! Bout' time too, that job sucked.

TROLOLOLOLOLOL - After finding out you can send letter's, I went fricking crazy. I wrote one to Jeremiah, which went something like this,

"I NO U R GAY I CEN TEL BY URZ SHURT ALSO I SHIT IN UR GARDEN THEN RAPPED U"


Another one to Chief,

"U R A DOUCHEBAG LOLOLOL NOW YOUR PROB GOIN TOS REWARRRDDDZZ ME BECAZ U R A MEMB OF A TON FIL OF FUCKTARDS"


I forgot to mention, they REALLY like letters. They must not read them though, because my insane virtual trolling is somewhat true. After I wrote those letters, I bought a net and went around hitting people on the head. I made everyone as angry as possible, but when I made Amelia angry I felt bad because she's my bro. SO I WROTE HER A LETTER,

"SORRYZ I HITZ UR HEAD LOLOLOLOLOL SARCASM IS FUNNY"


Then I made some shirts, because I found a shop where you can put them on display. The first one I made was one that said "FUCK" on the front, and "U" on the back. I was proud of that one. Then I talked to Amelia who said that she wished more designs by local designers came out. LOOKS LIKE THE PENI SHIRT IS GOING VIRAL. It was orange with a badly drawn... you guessed it, on the front, and then a butt on the back. I'm really good at this, aren't I? I made one more shirt that was a chest with a... yep, sticking out.

Damn, I have a gross sense of humor.


Then I was done!







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