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[06:21 PM] guest4716: I'm a good (possum) boy [06:12 PM] saeki: EVERYONE IS MAKING ME LAG STOP TYPING LIKE YOU'RE WRITTING A FUCKING PAPER FOR SCHOOL [05:19 PM] GOREman: ok bye [05:19 PM] what: ok bye [05:21 PM] saeki: do you really have to be so immature about it tho [05:21 PM] what: about wut [05:22 PM] saeki: immature AND dumb [05:22 PM] saeki: gl in the real work [05:23 PM] saeki: sorry i don't talk with dumb people bye iscribble is officially broken. The Story of the Wigglies: The Wiggle Beginnings. It all began one very early morning (The events as described are vague recollections. There was amnesia involved so some times may be incorrect.) At around 3 AM I got on what would soon be The Wigglies' Wild Ride. I'd been somewhat tired and relaxed but this was simply because I was planning on sleeping soon. Talked to a few friends and got some food. 4:30 AM, the sky's turning a lighter shade of blue. Thinking about what I'm going to do for the rest of the day. The effects become apparent. I am a bit more tired and slightly dizzy and to be honest I expected it to happen sooner. I decide to lie down. 5 AM, I browse the internet on my phone. None of my friends are available, otherwise I would be talking to them as I drift off to sleep. Lying down helped with the dizziness. I shut off my phone and try to sleep. 5:30 AM, some visual disturbances. My vision turned “fuzzy” is the best way to put it. I felt as though I was entering a dream despite being awake. Looked around, and began to feel as though anything would transform into what I'd see in dreams any moment. 5:40 AM, the effects were apparent. I took a glimpse at my arm, and saw a mysterious red blotch. Rash? No, it wasn't itchy or painful at all. It was as if my skin was just kind of discolored there for no reason. I looked at it some more and it became a little purplish. I also felt like I was looking through a magnifying glass. 5:45 AM, I tried to sleep once more. I could not force myself to sleep. I got up once more and looked around. I was so out of it. Delirious, on the edge of falling asleep. This is nutty, I thought. I felt like I was falling asleep every second but then I'd remind myself I'm still awake. I wanted to sleep but I couldn't, and even though I couldn't sleep the moment I'd try getting up I'd feel really, really out of energy. 5:50 AM, I'm still trying to sleep. My mouth feels like a desert. I get up and grab the soda nearby. This requires a lot of strength since I am extremely low on energy right now. Who knew grabbing a drink from on top of the drawer next to your bed would be such an exhausting task? Soon, I begin craving more liquids. My thirst was never-ending. No matter how much liquids entered my mouth. 6 AM, for the past 10 minutes I've been constantly grabbing a drink. This time, I realize how slow my movement is. I try to get up to take a piss but I'm having what seems like input lag, only that it's in real life. I am unable to walk more than a foot and retreat to the bed. I look over at my arm and the red blotch is gone. 6:20 AM, I notice on my hand tons of small holes. What the hecking? They resembled pores but only appeared on one hand and wouldn't disappear. Again, I felt like I was looking through a magnifying glass. Then, I looked at my other hand and stared for 30 seconds. As I was staring I began to see my finger vanish. I'm in for a wild ride, I thought. 6:25 AM, I'm in hell. I begin to have some shivering. Thinking this was because of how cold my room is, I pull the blankets over me. This helps slightly but it won't go away. I keep trying to sleep. 6:30 AM, It won't end. My legs begin to go into spasms. It was like the kind you get where your leg jerks when you're about to fall asleep only that it happened every 20 seconds. I am still shivering and I try to remind myself it will be over soon. I try to think about happy thoughts. 6:40 AM, the worms rise. I am still trying to preoccupy myself with other thoughts but then something new happens. The Wigglies pull another hellish prank. My heart rate rises. I assume this is a panic attack brought on by the unwelcome, sudden wigglies and so I remind myself again that it will be over soon. 6:50 AM, I've been trying really hard to keep myself stable. Drifting in and out of consciousness, I can't even use my phone to text someone let alone make a call. I am still having what I assume to be a hellish version of restless legs and the all over shivering doesn't help. Shivering combined with nearly falling asleep each second meant no chance of even grabbing my phone. 7 AM, father I have sinned. My heart is still racing. I am feeling the most uncomfortable feelings. I want it all to end and I want those worms to stop wiggling. Something new happens: I feel a burning sensation in my shoulders, back, and neck which adds to my discomfort. I see that the sun is rising and I know soon I will escape. 7:30 AM, I've been trying to hang on and not succumb to the wigglies. It was a long journey but then I find out someone's come to save me from the worms. I try explaining the situation, but keep losing track of what I was talking about mid-sentence. This meant tons of stuttering and repeating myself. It was relief but did that stop the worms from making me uncomfortable? No. We leave to hunt down the worms. 8 AM, all the children cheer as the clock hits 8. After we arrive and do some waiting, we finally visit the ones who will cure the wigglies. They think suspicious thoughts about me at first and will not realize I'm telling the truth. Did not help that I kept forgetting what I was saying mid-sentence. Then, another person comes in to assure me that the worms did in fact attack me, an innocent person. By this point those bastard worms have mostly escaped, leaving only my discomfort and rapid heart beat. No action is taken since the worms escaped. I return home with gatorade and even though the worms destroyed it all, I know that my savior and I will get through this together. I've successfully made it through Five Hours at Wigglies'. Though, for the next 3 days I had nightmares and felt the worms crawling on me. Take this as a warning: Don't EVER let the worms invade you like I did. God damn.
