-Fin-

[100gallonreefer]

Oogie boogie posing with our oogie, it was a awesome costume the guy had.

We could create a story one word at a time each new post adding to the store, that’s only 440 words

Let’s do it. Figure a start time

 

[Jasonak]

Let’s do it. Figure a start time

We are ,,we started with one word,,, now we are on like sentences ..scroll back and go :)

 

[beesnreefs]

@100gallonreefer so far we have this...wanna add to it?:


The Communal Tale of Buddy Gutz & Superb Owl

From the vast ocean tides, one Halloween night, emerged a beast beyond compare...

With deep dark set eyes that glowed green.....

 

[mattshell81]

@100gallonreefer so far we have this...wanna add to it?:


The Communal Tale of Buddy Gutz & Superb Owl

From the vast ocean tides, one Halloween night, emerged a beast beyond compare...

With deep dark set eyes that glowed green.....

Illuminating the shadows with an eerie, haunting light…

 

[100gallonreefer]

@100gallonreefer so far we have this...wanna add to it?:


The Communal Tale of Buddy Gutz & Superb Owl

From the vast ocean tides, one Halloween night, emerged a beast beyond compare...

With deep dark set eyes that glowed green.....

From his hideous frogfish lure between his eyes said come closer if you dare

 

[A_Blind_Reefer]

We could create a story one word at a time each new post adding to the store, that’s only 440 words

….and then there’s Madlibs!

 

[TheReaperOfMars]

I have done something terrible. I have gone too far. He is in this world now. Among us, and he does not forgive.

In my solitary chamber, the flickering glow of my computer screen cast ghastly shadows across the walls. I had been awake for days, laboring feverishly over the form of a character I had created—an internet sprite named Buddy Gutz. The concept was simple enough, a figure designed to amuse, his wide eyes and lopsided grin aimed at evoking laughter, not dread. But somewhere in the blend of exhaustion and obsession, I had become possessed by an urge to bring him to life in ways beyond the digital plane.

At first, I’d seen it as nothing more than an innocent experiment: rendering his cartoonish features in three dimensions, seeking depth in his hollow eyes, texture in his gummy grin. But each successive model took on more realism than the last, an uncanny depth and weight until the pixels seemed to writhe with a life of their own. I could feel something sinister creeping into the character—a sinister evolution of design that no hand of mine should ever have shaped.

It was on a night when the moon was dark, hidden behind clouds swollen and silent, that I completed the final rendering. With a trembling hand, I saved my progress, closing my work, and leaned back, exhausted and lightheaded. My breathing slowed, eyelids drooping. The screen was dark, my weary eyes heavy... until I saw it.

A movement. Just there, at the edge of my monitor’s glow, a faint smudge—a shifting form. Surely a trick of sleepless eyes? I rubbed them, blinking the hallucination away. But as my gaze returned, I froze. The smudge had coalesced into a shape.

There was no mistake; the figure on the screen was Buddy Gutz, peering out, his once-jovial grin twisting into something mocking and malevolent. His eyes, though pixels and code, seemed alight with malice, gleaming with an intelligence I could not fathom. And then—impossible though it seemed—a grotesque hand, all rubbery flesh and wiry fingers, reached out from the monitor, clawing at the air as if testing it.

I recoiled in horror, a scream caught in my throat. My body screamed to run, yet I found myself paralyzed, trapped under that hideous stare. With a single, wet, unnatural slurp, Buddy Gutz tore himself free from the screen, stepping into my world.

I cowered, scurrying back on my hands until I felt the cold wall against my back. The room was silent save for a faint, sickening sound as Buddy’s skin stretched and molded to the air, as though forcing himself to solidify within it. His grin widened, mouth stretching far beyond anything human, revealing rows of teeth sharp as broken glass and equally as jagged. He moved with a halting, puppet-like gait, advancing with a slow, torturous deliberation that shattered the boundary between digital and mortal.

I whispered, pleading with myself to wake from the nightmare, clawing desperately for the doorknob. But every motion only drew him closer, his eyes burning with an insatiable hunger, as if he had crossed realms for no reason other than to snuff out the one who had dared to give him form.

“Buddy…” I stammered, voice a wisp of terror. “Please… return. Back to where you came from, back to the screen… I meant no harm…”

But the creature only tilted its head, that vile grin stretching further. He reached for me, his fingers cold as death itself, leaving streaks of dark slime where they brushed. There was no forgiveness in his gaze—only an endless, dreadful thirst for vengeance.

The walls seemed to close in, his form bending, contorting, to trap me as his shadow overtook the room. I felt his fingers wrap around my arm, icy tendrils that burned with an otherworldly chill, and his grin closed around my vision, consuming me in shadow.

In my final, fleeting moment, I tried to scream, but only silence met the world.

 

[TheReaperOfMars]

For those wondering at home, yes. Yes I did create a 3d model of Buddy. Colorize it. Put it into augmented reality, and place him in his giant form outside to view.

@Battlecorals - It is 3d printable or laser cuttable if you think you'd like a giant Buddy Gutz on the wall of the coral farm

 

[100gallonreefer]

We could create a story one word at a time each new post adding to the store, that’s only 440 words

I think there’s too many moving parts but let’s see how it turns outl

 

[mattshell81]

We just have to expand the buddy gutz universe to get enough posts in here.

 

[mycoralswontgrow]

Ok it seems people are all in on the creative story. Let’s get this officially started. Loose rules so it’s more fun 3-4 words no more no less. If you break the one rule we ignore your contribution and shame you with buddy sadness images.

Make sure to reply to the line before you so we can keep it going.


I’ll start:

There once was a

 

[Red_Beard]

small town, townsville

 

[Jasonak]

right near a

 

[100gallonreefer]

That had a bad

 

[JayM]

It

Was

a

Dark

 

[Jasonak]

Dark

Damp

 

[100gallonreefer]

Damp

Putrid

 

[Jasonak]

Dark

Putrid

Brutally

 

[JayM]

Putrid

Night.

 

[Jasonak]

ITs Chaos in here I tell ya :P