Van Man
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About
Van Man
May 30 1977
Van Man was born on the west coast of California at an unknown location inside of an alien space craft.
His nickname is taken from Steven Spielberg's “E.T. The Extra-Terrestrial” movie end credits.
He is a brown mouse with blue eyes and black hair. His clothing matches Chip's so he can attract a blonde girl mouse some day.
The Spirit of the RMS Titanic
A blonde girl mouse was born on May 31 in Belfast, Ireland. She is to be known as "Titanic" by her family.
Ghost Story
Creep Scala & Kolacny Brothers: The Social Network
When you were here before Couldn't look you in the eye You're just like an angel Your skin makes me cry You float like a feather In a beautiful world I wish I was special So very special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the heck am I doing here? I don't belong here
I don't care if it hurts I wanna have control I wanna a perfect body I wanna a perfect soul I want you to notice When I'm not around You're so very special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the heck am I doing here? I don't belong here.
She's running out again She's running out She run, run, run, run Run
Whatever makes you happy Whatever you want So very special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the heck am I doing here? I don't belong here I don't belong me
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Van Man then heard a loud rumbling followed by complete silence. The walls began to shake, and to his surprise, his roof was ripped away and thrown into the woods nearby. At this point, he looked up to find the tornado directly overhead. He described the inside as a smooth wall of clouds, with smaller twisters swirling around the inside before breaking free. Once again, non-stop lightning created a bluish light enabling him to see everything clearly. And then, just like that, the tornado passed and the sky turned sunny.
The Writer: (voiceover) [referring to Chris] Although I hadn't seen him in more than ten years, I know I'll miss him forever.
The Writer: (voiceover) [typing on computer] I never had any friends later on like the ones I had when I was 21.
