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...Until he saw a speck of blue shoot out under his feet. Puzzled, the man followed it to an old forest. There in the silver moonlight was a sword stuck in a large stone. Curious, he pulled it out. Out of the crack came a silver fairy. She told him an evil war monger named Barlok was coming. The land needed a hero. Suddenly the man's life held new meaning...


Once upon a time, Barlok came across the man's country...
 
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...but since fairies gave Barlok the heebie jeebies, he left that place well alone.

In the shadowy nadir of history, there was a troubled man who trudged a muddy graveyard day and night. Soaked through to the skin, tortured of mien with only the discontent spirits of the fallen as company, he began to feel that life held no meaning for him...

...until his doctor recommended Euphorizone™. On Euphorizone, he was able to find a new rush of happiness and motivation with every pill, and now, so can you. It’s time to stop letting reality negatively influence your emotions; you can decide right now to be HAPPY. Talk to your physician to find out how much you can pay us to give your life new meaning. Side effects of Euphorizone include headaches, nosebleeds, indigestion, dry mouth, the itching of various regions, male-pattern baldness, manic episodes, blindness, and the shedding of bodily appendages. Don’t hesitate; take Euphorizone, and you, too, can escape a life of graveyard trudging for an artificially induced existence of eating spaghetti with a loving partner in a bathtub on the beach.

Once upon a time, there was a friendly wizard named Carly who had a purple beard and dressed up like a classic cartoon burglar.
 
But since the cartoon the burglar came from was a slapstick cartoon, Carly suffered many slapstick hijinks. Fortunately cartoons can survive almost anything (not to mention she could use her magic to heal herself) so she was mostly unharmed and lived to see another day.

There was once a fisherman on a boat. He felt a tug on his rod...
 
...Who met Casper the Friendly Ghost. He was never lonely again.

One upon a time, five young dragon-types were taken from their home; a Dragonite, a Kingdra, a Fraxure, a Noivern, and a Vibrava. They were supposed to end a war between Dialga, Palkia, and Giratina. One day...
 
A bunch of fairies then stole their job and took care of the solution by throwing sand at Dialga and then beating up the other two until they all left, leaving the group of five dragons with nothing to do.

Once, there was a ritual.
 
Someone was sacrificed by being forced to dance themselves to death.

A young Spearow looked down from the branch at the ground below. Today was her first day of flying. She spread her wings and...
 
...and escaped beinh snatched by a Whiscash.

There was once a baker who was only good at bowling. One day...
 
...he bowled a strike at a stack of cake ingredients. They all landed perfectly in the bowl. Eagerly he mixed them, put them in a bowling pin shaped mold, and put it in the oven. Unfortunately, he ended up burning the cake! At least he had his bowling ball. The end.

Once a Tauros chased a herd of Rapidash towards the ocean...
 
... "RUN!" the Alpha commanded, gesturing with his powerful neck to the shore, "I'll hold him off!" Pivoting, he snorted twin flares from his nostrils and pawed at the ground with his hooves - regarding the advancing behemoth with blazing eyes and an unshakeable resolve. Summoning a great energy from the pit of his roiling gut, he worked it up like bile as he pounded the ground in a full advance. Throwing his neck backward as a ball of fire gushed from his throat, he took aim at the marauding Tauros. Calculating, running, and... he threw it forward. The crimson mass grew in size as it hurtled forward with incredible velocity - gaining strength and forming into a hurricane of fire. The Tauros had too much momentum and could not slow down. He took it full on in a Take Down - pushing through the enormous violence of the storm of flames and coming out at the other side to butt the Alpha Rapidash. Both collapsing in a roll and struggling back onto their hooves with mutual aches, they exchanged glares. There was a pause.
"Nice day, isn't it?" commented the Tauros in a pant.
"Very," returned the Rapidash. Another pause.
"Want to splash around a bit?" the behemoth prompted hopefully.
"Sure. Okay," the Rapidash nodded. Side by side, they walked down to the shore and had a great day by the sea side. See, kids? We don't always have to be enemies! The end.

There was once a mercenary by the name of Ade Hallik who was under the employ of the local militia. His job was to confirm all the travel papers of all the sentients who passed through the valley - striving to get off-world and escape the poverty and violence of an Outskirts planet. One day, a hooded figure stepped ahead of the queue and said...
 
"All of this... was staged. This forsaken planet is all that we have and all that will thrive until the inevitable event that shall be effective today. I'll give my condolences for stating the reality, for your life as a mercenary was a sanctuary against the truth that higher-class people like me are tasked to affirm. As a consolation, you have the freedom to either keep or discard your belongings and documents, for their purpose is no more than inviting thoughts of hope. Now if you excuse me, I'm going to McDonalds."

Once, there was a plumber.
 
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Few people were his friend.
A gang leader who’s dumber
hated him to no end.
The fought o’er a rare rabbit,
with other parties involved
all with intent to grab it;
a plot still unresolved.
People he’d mistreated
stuck him on a ship
and cast him off, defeated
- and boy, that was a trip.

One day, a little slice of bread came to life.
 
The spirit disguised itself as jam, and awaited someone foolish enough to open the jar. Sure enough, someone did, but it happened to be a spoiled 5 year-old boy heiring from a rich family. Thinking the spirit was a genie from the stories he had heard, the little boy demanded wishes, and began throwing a tantrum when the befuddled spirit refused. The spirit, unable to grant wishes and with no way to cease the brat’s screaming, the spirit sealed itself back inside the jar and rolled away.

Once, there was a container of wet wipes that came to life...
 
... by the grace of a scientist named Professor Jacobi. His trials in reanimating objects had begun to ebb into failure, and his desperation for success had compelled him to experiment on all he could. This had lead him to his triumph - living wet wipes. At first they had been curious creatures and were content with wandering the observation chamber. But things had begun to darken... a week later, his assistance found Jacobi's shredded body stuffed into a trash can.

In the far future where space is the playground of all sentients, the Galactic Government have devised a soldier serum which dramatically increases strength and aggression in the receivers. A recipient of the drug, Morgan Davin, returns home after many months to his wife and children. But he's not as he once was...
 
...or so it seemed. Thanks to his flight trip delaying for reasons unknown, a messenger of withheld background, apparently one from a rebellion opposed to the government, issued a statement to his family's abode about his current state, which convinced them to fly away to a planet that hasn't been colonized by the government yet. Unfortunately, a further analysis into the drug by others reveals that the reports of aggression was the result of forgery and rumors deliberately made by both factions for numerous complex reasons; the actual consequence of the drug was an incredibly shortened lifespan, and as a result, Morgan came back to his hometown, only to experience his last days alone for seemingly no reason.

Once, a little Raggedy Ann doll suddenly came to life under the exposure of a mysterious soul...
 
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...That doll, after wandering for weeks in search of the one who disowned it, stumbled upon a Banette. The doll tried to be friends with the Banette, but the Marionette Pokémon had other plans and burned the doll to its death using Will-O-Wisp.

Once upon a time, there was a spring, clearer than a mirror, in the middle of a jungle...
 
... it's where all the mosquitoes went to have children. It became so overpopulated and successful that swarms of mosquitoes blazed through the skies and sucked the blood out of all the jungle animals, leaving behind only empty skins. All of the pygmies assumed that Cell from DBZ had attacked, and so they all leapt off the trees before he could siphon out their brains and guts and power reserves.
The only survivors were the Ewoks, who had completely missed this farce of nature only through the grace of their thick coats of matted fur. They found the spring and started splashing around in it, thus reducing it to a small muddy puddle which a Stormtrooper slipped in and broke his neck.
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There was once a master child strategist whose allegiance was split between nations due to his mixed lineage. One day...
 
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