Are necrobumps still a thing?

Is this where they come to post nonsense. [spoiler]Searching for a name for myself[/spoiler]

Make me a ninja

Two Spaghetti Uncles Spaghetti to the Beat A Short Story by Spaghetti Spaghetti Spaghetti had always loved Spaghetti Spaghetti with its scrawny, striped Spaghetti. It was a place where she felt Spaghetti. She was a Spaghetti, Spaghetti, Spaghetti drinker with Spaghetti Spaghetti and Spaghetti Spaghetti. Her friends saw her as a scrawny, striped Spaghetti. Once, she had even jumped into a river and saved a smoggy Spaghetti. That's the sort of woman he was. Spaghetti walked over to the window and reflected on her Spaghetti surroundings. The Spaghetti teased like Spaghetti Spaghetti. Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Spaghetti Spaghetti. Spaghetti was a Spaghetti Spaghetti with Spaghetti Spaghetti and Spaghetti Spaghetti. Spaghetti gulped. She was not prepared for Spaghetti. As Spaghetti stepped outside and Spaghetti came closer, she could see the ordinary glint in his eye. Spaghetti gazed with the affection of 9890 Spaghetti sad Spaghetti. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want Spaghetti." Spaghetti looked back, even more Spaghetti and still fingering the Spaghetti Spaghetti. "Spaghetti, spaghetti," she replied. They looked at each other with Spaghetti feelings, like two sad, spilt Spaghetti Spaghetti at a very Spaghetti Spaghetti, which had Spaghetti music playing in the background and two Spaghetti uncles Spaghetti to the beat. Suddenly, Spaghetti lunged forward and tried to punch Spaghetti in the face. Quickly, Spaghetti grabbed the Spaghetti Spaghetti and brought it down on Spaghetti's skull. Spaghetti's Spaghetti Spaghetti trembled and his Spaghetti Spaghetti wobbled. He looked Spaghetti, his emotions raw like a slimy, strong Spaghetti. Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Spaghetti Spaghetti was dead. Spaghetti Spaghetti went back inside and made herself a nice drink of Spaghetti. THE END

Supreme Chancellor: Did you ever hear the tragedy of Darth Plagueis "the wise"? Anakin Skywalker: No. Supreme Chancellor: I thought not. It's not a story the Jedi would tell you. It's a Sith legend. Darth Plagueis was a Dark Lord of the Sith, so powerful and so wise he could use the Force to influence the midichlorians to create life... He had such a knowledge of the dark side that he could even keep the ones he cared about from dying. Anakin Skywalker: He could actually save people from death? Supreme Chancellor: The dark side of the Force is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be unnatural. Anakin Skywalker: What happened to him? Supreme Chancellor: He became so powerful... the only thing he was afraid of was losing his power, which eventually, of course, he did. Unfortunately, he taught his apprentice everything he knew, then his apprentice killed him in his sleep. It's ironic he could save others from death, but not himself.

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