One time, specifically 4/23/2023, 13 hours, 21 minutes, 29 seconds, 17 milliseconds in the bag world, lays a bag, in a world with other bags. Purses, trash bags, backpacks, wallets, plastic bags etc, live in a world.. just a world
This bags name is,,, Paul bag bagel. He's a basic cyan colored purse with a pastel indigo star by his eye. He's a ordinary citizen of bagel town. Named after his great great great great great grandpa, but is also his last name ( if you smart enough to point it out)
Well, today ruined his whole entire life.
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He woke up in his bed. He lived in a cozy home. In his neighborhood, baguette street, he sat in his car and drove. He was driving to amazing guy, a electronic store. He always would hang out there with his friend.
Their name is red. A trash bag with red handles. They have been friends for a while.
They went inside and met red. They were talking about politics or whatever people talk about while walking in to the hang out corner. Red worked there and pretended to do their shift , but would just hang out with Paul.
"How are you doing" he said
"I don't kno-"A explosion was heard from a distance.
"What was that" Paul explained
"I don't know" red replied
They ran over to the front of the store and looked out. There was a explosion from the bank that was across from the best guy. A bag was running out of the explosion. It was really windy. Red and Paul ran over and looked stopped in place because of the wind.
A yellow plastic bag with the words "poop market" placed on it. He had a few scratch marks on his face. He had a grenade in his hand and ran over to them. They stepped back and he put the grenade in his "back pocket". He had a bag of money with him.
The mysterious man ran over and grabbed a gun and put it to his head
"You killed my father" the bag yelled. "I haven't killed anyone!" Paul replied. The guy looked at this watch on his wrist, reading the words "normal bag world". "Oh my apologies" he said.
The police came over and pointed a gun at them. "Holy &$-" red yelled. The bag tapped his watch and a portal came out. Plastic had grabbed red and Paul in to it.
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the bag chronicles
Umorismoa simple little bag guy living in a bag world then he finds out he started the universe