GreyJoke's Story

It was a beautiful day outside. The birds were singing, the trees were waving, and the sky was as clear as a clean slate. Not for GreyJoke. He wanders the Roblox universe, clad in nothing, weeping because he is alone, and when those tears that he sheds strike an object, be it a liquid, a solid or a gas, they suck the life out of it, leaving it as colourless as Grey himself.

One day, after he'd gone through a village and field of buttercups, (both devoid of colour now), he stumbled upon a large cliff. Just then, a raindrop splashed onto his colourless back, turning grey as soon as it struck him, then another came, and another. Then a clap of thunder sounded. A storm was coming.

I need to find shelter soon, or I'll be soaked, he thought. He scanned the landscape, but could not find any good spots. Darn, he thought. He turned and observed the cliff. There was a large cave in the face of it.'' Ah, that seems like a good place to stay. ''So he made his way to the cave, and climbed inside.

Grey started to explore the cave after he had laid down and slept for a portion of time. The cave was incredibly dark (obviously), and Grey hunted around it for a few hours, before giving up and sitting down on a nearby rock. 'Why am I so lonely? Why, God? WHY?,' he screamed. And with that, he smashed his fist on the ground in anger. Afterward, he fell asleep.

The next day, he could smell eggs frying, and smoke. Thinking he was still dreaming, Grey turned over, but when the sour tang of the smoke made him cough, he awoke. The smell was coming from outside the cave. My my, I haven't eaten in a few hours, he thought. He crept out of his little hidey-hole and gasped. There was a couple of tents, gathering around a small, unlit campfire.

He walked down to the campsite in wonder. When he got there, he got into one tent and took out a tin of animal crackers. He scoffed the lot, and was just searching the second tent when a loud voice shouted, ' HEY, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?' Grey jumped in surprise and whirled round to see who was there.

A burly woman, with a leopard fur coat and a hunting rifle, stood there with a snarling, drooling dog.  'Umm, I lost something in one of those tents, and I have found it and...'  replied Grey, unable to think of anything else to make up his story. ''' 'And what, tried to steal my food? Now look here, you!',''' shouted the woman. ''' 'I will not have people like you rummaging around in my tents and stealing my food! I will make a promise to you now.' '''As she spoke, she drew a line in the dirt with her foot.  "See that line there, bucko? Well, if you cross it, I will shoot your leg! That'll teach you!' Grey was annoyed. I was only looking. I'm going to test his warning. And with an act of anger and stupidity, he deliberately crossed the line.

The woman turned arund, and shot his ankle. Grey screamed in pain, and limped back to the cave in tears. The woman followed him, and shot him again, this time in the knee. Grey felt overwhelmed with pain, and lunged at her. She screamed, and cracked her head on a nearby rock, blood gushing out of her head. Then, Grey, horrified at what he had done, limped away with guilt and sorrow. He spotted a snowy plain, and vanished into it, never to be seen again.

But the last thing he thought before he disappeared was: ''If I die here, I will finally be at rest. That's what I've always wanted, after I angrily murdered my family for kicking out my girlfriend. The guilt was too much to take. Goodbye, world. I have nothing to lose. ''