Your name is Mop. You have serious issues. What will you do today?
>>814835
>Attempt to self-terminate. With fire.
>>814838
Mop has no arms. Only feet.
>>814838
Hark! Upon searching, Mop found a candle on the table! Now, how should Mop proceed with this discovery?
Place candle on head.
Our quest is to find when is the night.
>>814910
After using its tongue as a saliva-covered tentacle, Mop now wears a candle. And good thing, too! Night has fallen!
>>814925
Night falls fast; this day is in the past.
OK!
Let's find us either a door outside, or the refrigerator.
>>814935
Mop stands at the front door. There's a letter in the mail slot, for some reason. Mop is sure it leads to the great outdoors.
>Fuckin' election spam, man. There outta be a law.
Better check the letter. For plot hooks, or something.
Then out, in search of the night.
>>814965
Mop can't read.
>>814965
Mop is finally outside! Hopefully there aren't any monsters around. God knows what could happen if Mop runs into a Trump!
>>814990
We must find our master and mentor, T. Monk.
Um ... go west?
>>815031
Mop heads west into the wilderness. But...Mop can't shake the feeling that it's being watched...
>>815051
It's probably a Rolex. Not that they're worth anything these days.
Keep going.
>>815099
Time passes, and Mop meets a new friend! They seem distressed, though. What do?
>>815130
He's obviously being menaced by the great emonticon ... menace.
Run around him in circles to chase it away.
>>815138
All Mop had to do was take a step forward for the emote shitlord to be startled. It curls up in a ball and projectile-farts into the night.
Something about this scene brings tears to Mop's eyes.
>>815155
Methane gas tears.
OK! We must now find our friend's village, and celebrate to the music of his people.
>>815177
Taking a look at a trusty map, the village should be close. Hopefully Mop's friend has some great food. And vaporwave.
>>815193
We know where we going.
TO THE VILLAGE!
(Slow night tonight. Everyone must be out protesting.)
>>815299
(Yeah... Welp, at least I have an audience.)
>>815294
At last, Mop reached the village. It took many hours, but at least Mop made it. The gate is shut, however.
>>815319
The Emoticons have them scared inside. Light the gate with the candle. That'll save them.
>>815346
Mop successfully burnt down the gate! And the rest of the village. The screams within are deafening.
There is no god.
Only Mop.
Mop needs to go to his mother!
>>818476
Mop proceeds t-
Oh. She was in the fire?
Well then, that bitch be dead.
>>818488
You wonder why you dont have a penis even tho mom had one
It's worse than we thought. Emoticon-dude was dating Mop's mother?!
He is pissed and wants revenge.
Also, don't ask questions you don't want to know the answer to.
>>818491
Trip and crush emote dude while lighting him on fire
Success! Mop trips the enemy!
Upon tripping, however, Emoticon-dude farts in Mop's face. By God's holy left tit, the smell is worse than a hippo's anus after it shits.
If you didn't know, it fans the shit with it's tail.
Yeah. Worse than that.
>>818495
Depressed raaaage! Stomp the shit out of him
Mop no longer knows the meaning of peace. Only violence.
As Emoticon-dude's life flashes before his eyes, he knows the truth.
God is dead.
There is only Mop.
The story is over for now. Mop now has a taste for blood, and it will take a miracle to end this. Look out for Act 2, /qst/.