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What Happened to Nintendo

I've had lots of issues lately.
What happened to Nintendo? The NES was born, a very cherished console. The SNES came along fighting the Genesis. Rareware saved Nintendo from the incoming popularity of the PlayStation and Sega Saturn (the latter is least popular and very hated) with Donkey Kong Country, a game that used 3D-ish sprites, even though it is a side scroller game.
Nintendo ended up sticking with cartridges with the Nintendo 64. It did, however, receive some love. Then the Nintendo GameCube came in 2001, the first Nintendo console to use discs, albeit mini-DVDs, meaning it and onward Nintendo systems was not compatible with DVDs or CDs. The Nintendo Wii came out, it's pretty much a cherished console and probably the most popular Nintendo console of this era.
The Wii U was released, giving a head-start to the PS4 and Xbox One, which stole the fame. Wii U was lost, pretty much become a failure.
Then Nintendo had an upcoming game system, code-named the NX. In late 2016 I bet all of you were excited. But was it going to use cartridges, because Nintendo was too lousy to do discs anymore? Will it be a portable console (3DS successor)? Both apply, because Nintendo ended up coming out with a monstrosity.
The Nintendo Switch is the personification of crap. But all of those fanboys, ALL of those Nintendo crazies stomped on my opinion. It's a fact. I prefer the 3DS. The Nintendo Switch only had Zelda. Only the few Zelda fan-people would get the Switch for that reason.
I was shocked by its success. I couldn't believe people actually liked that idiotic excuse of a Nintendo product. There's a huge lack of games.
There are some others that hate the Nintendo Switch, really. All of them died. That needs to be a coincidence.
I'd rather be writing some crappy nursery rhyme than this. I feel my life has impacted. Mercy on me has decreased. Like for Nintendo has stopped. I prefer that Wii U, sitting on my counter as if it's all alone, since no one wants to play it's monstrous games.
Not saying, that all of Nintendo, not even the Wii U, is horrible. I've seen Need for Speed on the Wii U. I think. The Nintendo Switch is home to so many cringy freaks who want to look "hip and cool."
After a year of its release, I've slowly seen my trust for Nintendo fade into the shadows. After looking up "Nintendo Switch," I was looking at images of it in disgust. Then was my most horrible sight.
Something said that Undertale was coming to the Nintendo Switch.
I fell down my chair in horror. I fell into a severe coma and had to be taken to the hospital. I woke up in only 2 weeks, my mom looking at me worried.
As we returned home, I felt the urge to go back on the computer. A window popped up saying:
Your opinion sucks.
You suck.
How f*cking dare you ridicule the Nintendo Switch?
If you do that again,
you're gonna have a bad time.
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What Have We Been Feeding?

Our cats are picky girls. They eat the gravy and ONLY the gravy from their super ultra mega gravy pate cans. I mean, one of them is the biggest fattest chungus ever. She could use some gravy-only diet. Jeepers. Anyway, this was great news for our old doggo, he'd get the food and they'd get the gravy. But that sweet little old man has recently passed, leaving us with this small dilemma:
What do we do with the cat food Fat and Bug don't eat?
Mom had a great idea: collect it up in a bowl and then leave it outside for some stray cat or a raccoon or possum. Something. Every night before midnight, the food was gone. It was like clockwork. But who knows, maybe the raccoons or whatever they are, just come when they know nobody is up.
"Maybe a man lives under our deck!" I joked.
"The water bill has gotten higher, maybe he showers with our hose when we aren't home," my mom continued. Since then, we dubbed it "Feeding the Man" because we're dumb. And that was that. This went on for weeks. We'd set out cat food or other meaty scraps (not human meat) and they'd be gone by the morning. Good for the critters.
I kind of forgot about it until the other night. And boy gee howdy honk, I really wish I didn't answer my stomach's call to get noodles at 10pm the other night.
I just had my phone light because I was too lazy to flip a light switch. Something caught my attention in the glass back door. I mean, I had my reflection and the light glare. Big whoop. But as I stood still, something beyond me moved. And I decided to be a dumbass in a horror movie and turn on the deck light.
I dropped my phone in horror.
There was our creepy murderous neighbor Old Man Lonnie (he killed his wife and hid her under his garden--that's why his yard's always been lush and green. Human fertilizer) was hunched over, wearing nothing but a loin cloth like gollum. He was licking the cat food out of the bowl. His bulbous body oozed with unmentionable sores. He stared right at me, his jowls wiggling as his head whipped towards me and back to his food.
I told him to fuck off.
He did in fact not fuck off. He threw a cinderblock into the door and broke into the house so now I'm hiding in my room typing this.
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What Heaven May Be Like

Heaven and Hell, most people think they don't exist, mainly Atheists, who don't believe in these kind of things, Gods and other stuff like that. Well most people think heaven is some great golden city, I think it may be an Infinite Corridor that holds many doors, no matter what, every single one you enter will have what you've always wanted, your friends, your family and your favorite things to do. Hell may be the same thing, but this time no matter where you went there would be your misery and corpses everywhere, you would die very painfully everytime you went in. And you couldn't escape.
But don't take my word for it.
This is just a theory.
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What I Did

Yes, we did it.
No, she is still alright.
Still watching.
There are three.
She wasn't feeling good.
I was so happy.
What are you talking about?
I hit her.
Ever since she was a Ralts.
I saw them moving.
Her smile was fake.
There was a difference.
She stared at me.
All I ever wanted.
Gardevoir.
The steel.
She was happy.
I reached for it.
She hid it.
It was true.
Human and Pokémon.
She was in pain.
I felt them.
Always together.
Again and Again.
The pups.
That forbidden act.
Across the room.
I felt it.
I was sad.
End it all.
Won't handle it.
I sat there after.
Passionately.
I didn't want to.
7 months.
She was at peace.
My tears flowed.
She loved me.
I did it.
It splashed on me.
That night.
Be no egg.
That night.
That was good news.
She lied.
There was love.
There was blood.
Them too.
Right over there.
Our Love shined.
==Unscrambled Version by SilentObserver01==
Gardevoir.
Ever since she was a Ralts.
She loved me.
Always together.
Human and Pokémon.
Our Love shined.
That night.
There was love.
That forbidden act.
Yes, we did it.
Passionately.
She was happy.
7 months.
She wasn't feeling good.
She was in pain.
No, she is still alright.
That was good news.
What are you talking about?
The pups.
There are three.
I felt them.
I saw them moving.
All I ever wanted.
She stared at me.
Across the room.
Her smile was fake.
Still watching.
She hid it.
She lied.
End it all.
Won't handle it.
Be no egg.
That night.
I did it.
The steel.
I reached for it.
I hit her.
Again and Again.
There was blood.
It splashed on me.
I sat there after.
I was sad.
My tears flowed.
I didn't want to.
She was at peace.
Them too.
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What Is "Knowing"

What is "knowing"? Obviously, it is the state of someone being aware of the truth. What does that mean, though? How is anyone supposed to be aware of the truth? Thinking is the state of someone believing that something is the truth, but that word is typically only used when the person thinking such a thing is wrong. Knowing, on the other hand, has the exact same meaning, but is only used when the narrator agrees with the thinker. Before the time of Nicolaus Copernicus, everyone knew that the sun orbited around the earth. Now, though, everyone knows that they only thought such a thing, and they were wrong. However, such a thing works when we work backwards, into the past, but what about when we work forwards? It is possible for us to be wrong about things that we currently know, and when we're proven wrong some time in the future, everyone then will know that we only thought such now. We, as humanity, do not define what is true and what is false, we merely interpret it. There is no difference between knowing and thinking, as both of them merely represent a belief in what you perceive to be true. Thus, we should not consider knowledge to be fact, nor should we consider thoughts to be fiction.
Knowing this, I can proudly say, head held high: No, my mom does not know that I am gay.
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What NASA actually stands for

You know how nobody knows what the name NASA actually stands for? Well I once found a CD buried in a cemetery along with a note that said "please don't put this CD into your computer thank you" so I put it into my computer and suddenly it completely froze and deleted everything instantly. All that was left was my media player with the CD playing. It was a video titled "fuckin sheit what the fuck did i just fuckin say in that note you dumb mutherfucka??.avi"
It was a hyper-realistic video of a real life alien. He looked at the screen and started crying while some Lil B was playing in the background. The music got more and more distorted and suddenly the alien turned into the illuminati pyramid but drawn hyper-realistically with blood coming from the eye. It was so distorted that I couldn't hear what he said at all but he said "aliens actually do exist the illuminati is real and actually everyone is an alien." The picture was so distorted now it was just pure static. Suddenly, it returned to the hyper-realistic picture of a real life alien but this time he had hyper-realistic blood coming from his orifices but this time he was lying next to a hyper-realistic grave. The camera zoomed in on the grave until you could read the headstone. It said in hyper-realistic text "You" and the date was "when you were born - right now."
Suddenly, all my power turned off but the screen was still on. The hyper-realistic alien got up and the camera zoomed in on his face for 10 hours when suddenly he said "aliens do real." 5 days later, the police came into my house and found my body, mutilated with hyper-realistic blood everywhere. On my detached penis, they found a CD and a note. A police officer picked up the note and read it out loud. It said "please don't put this cd into your computer thank you"
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What Time Is It Mr.Fox

This is a really weird story but tis all true! So i used to have a pet fox,notice how i said used well as i was saying his name was George he was about 5 or 6 when the incident. It all started about a month ago when i first got him he was a newborn i knew i wanted him the day i layed eyes on him. The lady who i got George from asked "are you sure you want him theres many more to chose from i dont think you want him." I asked "why?" she said "Hes just different" but i got him anyway.So i brought him home home,"this is your hom now GEORGE." A couple of nights went by and he was a great pet but then IT happend.He was getting very ill so I took him to the vet the vet woman said "he dosent much time to live" "how long" I said. we brought him home and he started ackting very aggresive VERY aggresive. He groweled alot And worst of all he BIT alot.I was petting him when he just started growling and jumped on me and tryed to bite me.I pused him off and threw him outside.You could here him just scratching at the door.We left him outside the rest of the day but that night i will never forget... Momma said I had to put him down i hesitated at first but she handed me the gun and forced me to do it i didnt want to do it but i had to.By then it was 9:00pm and i was walking out then door i called out "George here boy come on George" he came. i pulled the gun out and i pointed it at George a tear sheaded from my eye as i slowly pulled the trigger i stared at George straight in the eyes and said my goodbyes he stared right back at me and hi... his started glowing not because its dark out but i mean glowing.They glowed brighter and brighter i felt like i was being possesd i droped the gun and tried to run but i just could it stared and stared at me when all the sudden BLAM!!!. George droped to the ground as i watched him bleed.i turned around to see momma with the gun in her hands.I will never forget that night as if it was the last day of my life.
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What Waits Beyond

Milo was always a selfish, cruel and somewhat sadistic man - though he was by no means a criminal: in fact he had managed to gain a lot of wealth and power over the course of his life by focusing purely on himself and treating other human beings as trash.
Milo was never a spiritual man so when people told him stories about Hell or the Afterlife he mocked them just that little bit more than he would anybody else - to Milo death was simply an eternal darkness, nothing more and nothing less.
Yet one night Milo would experience a dream that changed his life forever, some would say it broke his mind whilst others would say it awoke him to a terrible reality - no matter the case following this disturbing dream Milo's personality rapidly changed and he gave up his wealth and power, dedicating himself to trying to help his fellow man.
When asked what he had seen to bring about such a drastic change Milo was at first reluctant to explain, yet after a while he sat down and told his story - revealing a frightening glimpse into a vivid nightmare that Milo at least believes was a warning of what waits "beyond" for those who do evil in this earthly domain: 
The dream began, Milo claims, with him standing alone in a dark hallway dressed in his smart business suit and carrying a briefcase filled with important paperwork - the only source of light came from a red light situated at the end of the hallway, leading to a door that Milo said filled him with unimaginable dread.
As Milo stood in the dark hallway he felt his whole body trembling and dropped his briefcase to the ground as he removed his clothing, breaking out in a cold sweat - a burning sensation spreading across his skin as his hands and feet became afflicted with painful "pins and needles".
Milo could hear the sound of a dog barking from down the hallway and he looked over towards the red light, the door slowly beginning to open and his feeing of dread becoming sheer terror - his heart raced as he awoke with a start.
It was at this point Milo claims the nightmare took a truly horrifying twist as his body remained paralyzed, the terrified man unable to even scream as he struggled with the unimaginable terror - eventually the paralysis faded and Milo let out a cry of fear as his nightmare finally ended.
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What Would You Do?

You're shivering in the corner of a dark basement. The bodies of your family are lying around you, the knife that ended them still clutched tightly in your grasp.
You find a small rock and a candle, and pick them up. You scratch a circle into the ground, pile the bodies into the circle, and place the candle in the middle. You then cover the bodies with a can of gasoline you found. When you finish, you light the candle.
The bodies light up instantly, burning away. You sit there watching the inferno, which never leaves the circle. When the flames die down completely, all that remains are ashes.
All of a sudden, the ashes begin to shift in the center of the circle. A small, silver package has appeared from the burnt mess. You pick it up, and discover a note attached to the package.
"I hope you are proud of what you have done."
You discard the note and head back upstairs to your room. You lock the door behind you, and sit on your bed. You finally rip the package open quickly to reveal a single Klondike Bar.
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What You Don't See

Have you ever wondered to yourself what people look like, or what they do when you aren't around them, or you don't see them? Kind of like when you're not looking and a friend comes up from behind and gives you bunny ears, or makes faces over your shoulder?
When you leave your Grandparents' house, have you ever wondered what they do, how they act?
You're in your kitchen and your Mom is at the table, you open the refrigerator, and you don't see the face of your own mother.
Do you ever wonder what happens to that face, if it gets morphed before you go back to look at it? Could that possibly ever happen? But we just think to ourselves, no that couldn't happen, that would be stupid.
But the chances that someone/something is coming from behind you or even staring at you while you're alone are plenty higher.
We just have to sit by ourselves, and hope that whoever or whatever is there, doesn't try to hurt or harm you.
Just make sure to watch your back...
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What a Conundrum

There once was a house upon that hill,
The one that's thick with rot.
There once was a man who lived in that house,
Who wasted his days in thought.
There was a problem he couldn't solve,
No matter how hard he tried.
He planned on solving that one conundrum
If it took him until he died.
He didn't eat, he hardly slept,
His house was stacked with books and notes.
All he talked about was that problem,
And it was the subject of all he wrote.
Until one day it came to him,
Like a lightbulb being lit.
So tremendous, the power of this revelation,
That he was sucked right into it.
Him, his house, and all his books,
Consumed by his forbidden thought.
So happy was he that he had the answer,
He hardly even fought.
Years later, a new home was built,
Although it could never be sold;
For the man still lived there, though in another dimension,
Wanting the world to be told
That he'd figured it out. So he'd leave clues
For those who went in alone.
He'd fog up mirrors, or write on the walls,
And he'd say, "I KNOW WHO WAS PHONE."
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What are you!!!!!

Monday, July 1st
ITS AFTER ME!!!!!!!! The last thing i said before i crashed my car and was able to get in the woods saftley, without any injuries. You're probably wondering whats going on right now. Well let me tell you my story. I was only a 2 month college grad from a little university in Indiana. I had studied in medical type things. Ever since i was 12 years of age i wanted to work in the medical force, but we are getting off topic. I live in the outskirts of a little town called Rossville. I only live about 2 minuets from the town, so its not bad. When my parents moved out so i could have the place, a few weeks ago, people around that area said that they heard things and saw a creature who looked like a dog, but was human. Since i didn't believe any of this, i moved in.
HUGE MISTAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So the first day in the house wasn't so bad. Just creepy. Like, their where old paintings and things i just couldnt explain. A few weeks later i saw the so called creature. It had long arms and legs, but very short. That face. That disgusting face. It saw me,and i ran as fast as i could to my car. Turned on my car, and left. About 30 mins. of driving in the country instead of highway (again, huge mistake) and saw it again. This time though, it charged at the car flipping it over. Now, here i am in the woods trying to look for a road, house, or something. I don't know if there are multiple of them or not. Or just one creature. OH MY GOD!!!!!!! The thing is... is staring at me. His eyes, i want to look away from them but i... dont. I think it likes me...... come here little fell-
The Indianapolis Times
24 year old Max Bert died last evning. An unkown creature has been spotted around the time of his death, which is unkown. All that was left was a journal, 2 medical books, and a pencil. Authorities found a message written in the last page of the journal said " See you tonight'............... :)
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What does "hero" even mean?

I was a policeman for the Bordurian Police Department's homicide department, and every word in this story is true. I am writing it against the advice of my lawyer, who has assured me that it is a bad idea. I feel that whatever personal problems may arise from it are worth it, however, for the public has a right to know, and as a policeman, I see myself primarily as a public servant.
It was 1968, and Borduria was at war with the hippies. I was doing my normal rounds when over the policeband I hear a call that would change my life forever. "217 in progress at [REDACTED]." I look over to my partner, and a shadow falls over his face, for we had just driven beneath an underpass. When we emerge from the other side, I see that was was once his face is now still his face. I turn on the cherries, and [REDACTED].
When we arrive, the scene is one of unspeakable terror. I never, even in 'Nam, saw anything like it. Bodies were [REDACTED] with a dog [REDACTED] her left asscheek slapped haphazardly against the garage door. [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] an elf with wings and fangs [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] the A&W rootbeer was made of human blood and [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] all the way back to the river. [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] a tentacle through both eye sockets [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] governor [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] nice shoes, now no longer nice, having been burned beyond recognition. I pick up the shoe and look at the size. 10D.
It was then that I knew [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] and, moreover, two men in smartly tipped caps with feline faces.
I can only hope they never find that poor woman's [REDACTED].
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