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       A ITALIAN STORY FINISHED
       By: DrAgOnSouL32 Date: January 6, 2015, 11:38 pm
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       It was a festive day in Italy and there was a girl by the
       name of Amelia(Aimee) walking through the streets on the bad
       side of Sicily.
       As she kept walking through the streets she was jumped by
       thieves with swords.
       One thief said, ”give us everything you have.”
       Soon after hearing that, a random hero dressed up in fancy and
       detailed clothes scaled down the old brick homes and jumped down
       and killed all the men.
       Amelia courageously and thankfully asked “what is your name
       sir?”
       the stranger said pridefully, “the people call me “The
       Salvatore”, but you can call me Michele(Michael).This no place
       for a women of your beauty and status.”
       Shortly after Michele hid the bodies in the river, he gave
       Amelia a map with a marked location to where she could go to
       have a nice private home all to herself. Michele also gave her
       food for her trip. After all the news Michele scaled back up the
       buildings and vanished.
       Amelia strolled through the Sicily and headed north she
       could hear yelling from behind her. Amelia looked behind her and
       saw a man in fancy hat in a  baggy green and blue robe with
       beads around his neck.
       Amelia hesitantly said ,”whats your name and what are you?”
       The man said, “AH miss I am a Asian  fortune teller,you may
       call me Mahboob. I am here to tell you your fate, please follow
       me and I will astonish you.”
       Amelia and Mahboob went to a white and blue tent just behind
       where Mahboob was standing. Amelia say on a table a bright
       crystal ball
       Amelia sat down in a chair across from Mahboob and he started
       to rub the crystal ball.
       Mahboob started a chant, “mother spirit show me about this
       beautiful girl's future. Mother spirit come to me. AHH AHAHH
       AHHHHHHHH AAAHHHHH!”
       Amelia a little frighten asked, “What did the Mother Spirit
       say?”
       As this happened Mahboob's pupils went up and disappeared into
       his head and started to speak.
       “Miss Amelia I have seen your future, I must warn you that even
       the most joyful things can turn evil and can deceive. Everything
       is not as it seems to be presented. Remember that or you will
       parish and join our spirits.
       Terrified Amelia said, “what does this mean, please help me
       Mother Spirit please!”
       Mahboob suddenly started shaking and his pupils came back.
       “what did she say?” Mahboob asked.
       “she said that something that is good can be evil.”
       “Well that's your future and it cant be changed its up to you
       to decide what to do, now miss please leave.”
       After leaving the tent, Amelia started to walk down the streets
       and was trying to figure out what Mother Spirit's message meant.
       Soon as she was about to be at the house in the next hour or so
       she opened up the bag and found  two items in it. One was a
       fruit and she soon realized it was a watermelon and the second
       was a letter that said I hope you enjoyed my treat to you and
       that I hope to see you as soon as you arrive at the house.
       Putting the letter in her pocket and eating the watermelon she
       contunied along her way.
       She arrived at the location of the house. As she was about to
       knock on the door, she saw a note that said welcome to my house,
       the key is under the mat please come in. From : Michele.
       Looking down at her feet she saw the mat and moved it and
       grabbed the key from under it and opened up the door. As she
       walked through the door, her vision was starting to cloud up and
       picked out a man with a dart and realized she was drugged by the
       dart and fainted.
       Amelia woke up and soon realized that she was tied in a chair
       and blind folded. She could faintly hear three men talking to a
       women. Soon the blind folded came off and she saw that Michele,
       A Jew with the Star of David  around his neck, the last man had
       pink hair with a halo around his penis, and the women looked
       like she had came from a prison, they called her Amnesia.
       Amelia says, “You lied to me!”
       Michele says, “aw my dear yes I did but now that we have you
       here I have a special task for you.”
       “what would that be and why me?” Amelia proclaimed.
       “See we picked you because we know you have no family and you
       have a strong Italian background. Amnesia over here has a
       special chant that shall turn you into the Italian dish of pasta
       and you will always regenerate so we can 'have all the pasta in
       the world' as we want. Halo give her the plant of Sicily and
       some of the rose blood.”
       Handing the rose blood and the plant of Sicily, Amnesia started
       to mash up the ingredients in a bowl till they were turned into
       a fine powder.
       Amnesia started to grab the Jew and said “we need need a couple
       of drops from a Jew and that's why we brought Jewish over here
       with us.”
       Amnesia took out a small dagger and cut a diagonal line on his
       chest and caught some of the blood in another bowl. Then she
       took the drops of blood and put the drops on her arms till they
       stained into her and she took the powder and started to speak.
       “The blood of a Jew has been placed inside of me and this
       powder has been made by the most precious ingredients, now we
       don't see this beautiful girl anymore now she will become
       Italian pasta.”
       With one big breath all four of them blew the powder at Amelia
       and suddenly a beam of blue light came down onto her and her
       chair started to shake. All four of them ran and took cover
       behind a sideways table and behind a couch. An mini explosion
       happened and when they all rised they saw in the chair that
       there was a big plate of Italian Pasta on the chair and when
       they ate the pasta,the temp  was always 69%  for the fact that
       she was only 69% Italian.
       
       
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       Re: A ITALIAN STORY
       By: Michaelmikey3 Date: January 7, 2015, 1:37 am
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       Who is Amelia (amy)? And is this supposed too be about me?
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       Re: A ITALIAN STORY
       By: KillGro Date: January 7, 2015, 3:58 pm
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       reminded me of a story of a rat that could talk and cook it was
       a pixar movie.
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       Re: A ITALIAN STORY FINISHED
       By: Jewishtransformer Date: January 7, 2015, 10:24 pm
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       Shit did I die again??!?!?!? :D
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       Re: A ITALIAN STORY FINISHED
       By: ITALIANPASTA69 Date: January 10, 2015, 12:40 pm
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       What is a fan fic without killing jewish?
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