Strong Bad sings about a giant woman by rabbidlover01, literature
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Strong Bad sings about a giant woman
(Based on the song "Giant Woman" from Steven Universe.)
[Strong Bad is sleeping on the couch, mumbling; Homestar walks in.]
Homestar: Strong Bad?
Strong Bad: *mumbles* Super... Super Mario Kart... *more mumbling*
Homestar: Hey Strong Bad, are you sleeping?
Strong Bad: *wakes up* Huh? What? ...Aw man, it's you, Homestar. I just had the most awesome dream of all time!
Homestar: Coooool. Can I hear it?
Strong Bad: Nah, you're too lame. You wouldn't understand.
Homestar: Oh, come on, tell me!
Strong Bad: Ohhhhh, very well. In the dream, I was walking on a bed of clouds. I said to myself, "did I just die or something?" But then, I saw som
If one were to search hard enough, they would soon come across one of the several man-made oddities scattered around Free Country, USA, with which the residents interact from time to time. One would also be likely to encounter natural oddities, too.
Walls, fences, drive-thru speakers and abandoned cars placed seemingly at random were among the man-made oddities. There was a bus stop sign out in a field of grass, just beyond the shrubbery, without a single road in sight. There had never been a bus seen there, or anywhere else in or around the town. It was just a signpost that read ‘bus stop’, at a place where no bus never had nor w
“Oh, gonna get scared toniiight…” Homestar sang softly to himself, fastening a bright yellow cape around his neck. “Gonna get scared twelve tiiimes…”
Homestar Runner was all dressed up in his home-made ‘Twelve Times a Day Man” costume, complete with grey shirt, yellow cape and mask, paper ‘12X’ emblem and hippo slippers. He had lost his list of clever pop culture references, so he had to resort to dressing up as his favourite SBemail fanfiction fancharacter. Leaving his house with a treat bag in his invisible grasp, Homestar had a particular goal in mind. This Halloween he wasn’
Strong Sad was quite content with staying shacked up in his room for the time being. For him, it was an opportunity to isolate himself from shenanigans or chaos that were likely to arise in the household he shared with his two older brothers. Right now, all he heard was the scribbling of the pen he was using to write in his journal, the song being played from the nearest college's radio station on his small radio, and the oddly soothing pitter-patter of the rain falling outside. It had been a rainy day. It was now nighttime and still raining.
Strong Sad briefly stopped writing to stretch his arms and then looked at the clock on his des
What If? Homestar Runner by sldlovesphinabella, literature
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What If? Homestar Runner
What If? Homestar Runner: Homsar
DÖI wasn't exactly doing well at the moment. Even with the King of Town thrashing a fallen amp with his axe-guitar, the crowd wasn't pleased enough. At least Strong Bad had managed to sabotage the other groups down to DÖI's level of 'suckiness'. He knew the only way to impress the crowd, and Limozeen, was to release his stage prop, but unfortunately, there had been several... Complications in that plan.
Strong Bad stopped for a moment and watched as Homsar hovered in circles around the unusual giant single-antenna electronic instrument, wailing unusual ghostly-sounding tones.
"What IS that thing
Homestar Runners Big Competion hapter one by sldlovesphinabella, literature
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Homestar Runners Big Competion hapter one
Homestar Runner's Big Competion
Marzipan was sitting, or rather, lying on the couch peacefully, reading a book. It was a very calm day, and Homestar was off for his regular athletic sports and training and the like. In fact, he was due to return home any minute. Because it was so quiet at Marzipan's house, she could hear Homestar's heavy footsteps beating against the grass from outside as he approached the door at a running pace.
"Marzipan, Marzipan, Marzipan!" Homestar exclaimed as he dashed through the front door, his shirt and hat lined with sweat. He was smiling wide. This smile was different than most of his grins, most
It was a pretty average day in Free Country, Homestar Runner was at practice and Coach Z was coaching. Today hadn't been the best day for Homestar, he forgot Marzipans birthday and now he was majorly in the dog house, his hat was starting to get all worn and grody, someone put chocolate pudding in his slippers, and Coach Z was seriously starting to test his nerves.
"Hey Hamstar!" Coach Z called out in his thick accent. "Go ahead run a few maere lorps!"
Homestar frowned and continued running without saying anything. After doing the few more laps as advised by Coach Z, he had enough. Usually Homestar would've loved doing more laps, but toda
Homestar's Big Competition chapter 2 by sldlovesphinabella, literature
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Homestar's Big Competition chapter 2
Homestar trudged into his house, his shirt soaked with sweat. He had been training almost all day, and the day before that... And the week before that. Well, honestly, he had been working out almost constantly since Bubs told him that he was going to put most of his life savings on him.
He was tired, cranky, and sweaty all the time. He felt sick most of the time, but he pushed on so he would be ready for the Big Competition.
"Hey Homestar," said Marzipan, "I made you a cake! I thought with all the wo-"
"No time. I gotta work out!"
Marzipan stopped and looked a little concerned.
"Are you sure you don't want to take a break?" S
Homestar's Big Competition chapter 3 by sldlovesphinabella, literature
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Homestar's Big Competition chapter 3
So it finally came, the day of the Big Competition. Perhaps after this all of Homestar's stress and over-working could be laid to rest. Marzipan, Bubs, Coach Z and Strong Bad had come to watch the event. Marzipan had come in support of her boyfriend, whose health was still concerning her, Bubs came pleading silently in hopes that he wouldn't watch his life saving disappear, Coach Z came to watch his favourite athlete, who he had coached for years, and Strong Bad just came to record the whole thing on film, in hopes of Homestar tripping over or something equally or more hilarious.
Homestar breezed through the minor league events. He looke
The nite that had to be ruined by sldlovesphinabella, literature
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The nite that had to be ruined
"You WHORT!?!?" Exclaimed Coach Z, shaking his rolling pin angrily.
"I have a date with Marzipan." Said Bubs, still trying to get his bow-tie right.
"But you know how I feel about her!"
"Yeah I know, and I really don't care."
"Well whort about Homestaer?"
"They have always had an open relationship. At least that's what Marzipan told me."
"Come o-"
"Why are you wearing that ridiculous outfit?"
"That's nort impaertant. You can't go out with her!"
"Well that's too bad then." Bubs said before leaving for his date.
"Oh, you think you're so smooth, eh Bubs?" Coach Z said to himself, rubbing his hands together as he t