User blog:Platypus09/A Special Challenge

Okay, Plat here, I'm gonna be hiatusing soon (what a shocker xD) but instead of leaving you guys with nothing, I actually have....something :o.

What is this something?

A treat?

A present?

A piece of-

Anyways, what it is is (Two Is's in a row xD) a challenge.

Basically, 40 users' names are hidden in the story below.

Winner is the one that finds them all.

What does winner get?

A prize? Yup.

What kind of prize?

Well, they will get what I like to call the ultimate favor. ;)

"Eww Plat that sounds sexual no way."

No, it's not like that. Basically, you get one huge favor from me in which I MUST comply, no matter how difficult or disgusting the favor is. Fun, right? Butt....I don't think anyone will get all 40. Enjoy! :D

Plat ypus  09  08:14, July 31, 2011 (UTC)

Once upon a time, there was a boy named Ret. Ret was walking down the street until he ran into a gate.

"Well, I guess I'll need help," says Ret. "I'll call my friend Timmy to help me."

So, Ret called up Timmy, who came immediately.

"Hey Timmy, you're small, right?" asks Ret. "You can bend eleven times into a pretzel, correct?"

Timmy gave Ret a pat on the back. "Nah, I'm not that much of an elf," Timmy laughs. "But I'll fantasize that I can bend through the gate."

"Thanks T, see if you can do it," says Ret.

Down the lane, there was a girl who was spennding her time staring at Ret. She kept texting him "I <3 you Ret" waiting for a response. However, it was unrequited. Her name was Laura.

Meanwhile, Timmy was getting ready to bend through the gate. However, it was a mystery to see if he could fit. He is usually flexible, day or night, sunny or snowy, winter or summer.

He decided to be as small as the rocks on the ground and slipped through the gate. However, his shadow set off a light detection alarm. Ret, trying to help but turned out to be a huge mess, a total shame. He had not been working out. Evil fish flew out of the sky, a trout, a cod, and a clownfish.

Laura yelled, set on helping Ret.

"Run, Ret!" yells Laura.

Ret drank his spit and ran. He remained steady and then ran and jumped over the fence to help Timmy. He ultimately became safe.

Laura, panting, ran to the gate.

"You'll...be...be...sa-...safe," she says. "Make sure you don't get shot or nuked though."

Ret meanwhile moddified his course to go through the swamp, where frogs, toads, and flies reside.

"I liked your running," says Timmy. "A job like that is a good one. Now, let's drag our way through this swamp. Let's keep holding on."

They grabbed their backpacks and fanny packs and continued.

Suddenly, magically, Ret appeared in bed. It was dynner time and the sunshine was gone.

For dinner, Ret had some nice delicious oatmeal. The End.