Coney is a being.
A simple being.
Coney exists within an endless stretch of bright grass dotted with the occasional town every once in a while. Coney's existence has just begun, and he is currently within one of the empty stretches of grass between the settlements. He has but a sword and an axe.
A fog surrounds him.
He begins his journey.
Post ending in 5 decides what awaits him in the mysterious fog.
>>119603
Beat the weapons into plowshares just like Jesus commands.
>>119615
So...there will be weapons on the other side of the fog waiting to be beaten.
>>119615
>>119625
next post that ends in 9 will pick what awaits Coney in the depths of the fog
>>119662
A great big pile of plowshares.
>>119662
A peaceful day in utopia.
The Jabberwocky. Too bad we forgot out vorpal sword. Shit.
>>119662
an elephant playing b-ball
>>119662
pain
>>119662
a punch in the dick
>>119662
a qt animu waifu
2d6
>>119662
A dollar
>>119662
A BIG FIREFLY