Anti-Santa Origins

Chapter 1

    The rock ended up landing on a giant ball of molten lava, crushing Billy Bob who was still hanging on. He cried in pain but no one noticed. Mosh chugged more of his space dust steroids while Randie stared at him, his heart beating so intensely it was bulging out of his chest. 

    the Anti-Santas stepped off the rock and looked around, surveying the molten area around them.

    "This could be the start of something great."  The first one said.

    "I agree." The second replied putting her arm around the firsts shoulders.  

    The Compound went on for many years, evolving and changing. The Anti-Santas went out every year once a year collecting naughty children from their houses. New Compoundians were added all the time and assigned to new homes. But if they misbehaved, they were sent to the Happy Fun Time Concentration Camp which was constructed in 1111. No one knew what went on in the camp. They only heard the screams, the terrible screams! No one had escaped the camp ever.
    Legend has it that the Anti-Santas constructed the camp with the help of Endermen because the camp had a rather blocky, Minecraft shape. But the Anti-Santas would tell no one. Those who had been released refused to speak of it.
    The Anti-Santas were rumored to be demons. But no one was quite sure. They seemed to posses a magical power beyond any other compoundian. Their eyes behind their creepy wooden Santa masks glowed red when they were angry and their red Santa hat with a white spiked ball on top stood straight in the air.
    The Compoundians, aka Anti-Elves, were very very dumb. IQs of 10 or below for most of them. Which is why they go to school in a giant, underground, 61 story school from pre-K to 12th grade. They start at 12th grade and go down from there while being herded around by Principal Michael Jordan and Vice Principal Lebron James. Every student was given a huge 500 page book that was a map of the building and a 1000 page book detailing the rules, which no one followed anyway. They were required to keep these cheap, printer paper books in perfect condition or they would get in big big trouble. Huge, propaganda like posters of the principal and vice principal hung on the bomb shelter like walls of the school listing the ten most important rules:
1. Always carry your map with you at all times.

2. Always carry your rule book with you at all times.

3. Do not look at any other Compoundian unless instructed to do so.

4. You must respect any and all staff if you like them or not.

5. No talking unless instructed to do so.

6. No running unless instructed to do so in the gym.

7. No relationships allowed.
(Mosh and Randie ignored this rule quite often. They've had sex pretty much everywhere in the school.)

8. No outside food or drink allowed.

9. Always walk in a single file, straight line with the other students in your class.

10. No flash photography.

    The students did not mind having all these rules. Because they did not follow them. The school walls were covered with cafeteria shit every day.
    "Not mt kids, not my mess." The lazy fat janitor always said.
    The janitor always refused to clean the school. She preferred to leave it in a disgusting mess for the Anti-Santas. The Anti-Santas did their cleaning rounds every day. They sweeped and swooped up and down the compound.
    The Compoundians entered the school through the sewers, propelled most mornings by Trolls tears. Troll was a 9ft 13in tall man with a girly face and a speech impediment that made him switch his n and m. Which is why his hat said "let raim" instead of let it snow. He spent decades carefully knitting that hat with his mom Makaylaylaylah. Who was way too short to be his mom. Makaylaylaylah normally had 2 arms but they multiplied when she was angry. Troll liked to count the arms to see how mad she was, but unfortunately he could not count past four. So when he got to four, he cried. And he cried a lot.
    "BWABWABWABWABWABWA!!!!!"
    He caused many floods, which greatly annoyed everyone else especially Urd who is hydrophobic  and the compounds top firefighter. He learned that pumping gasoline onto the wrong house during a fire does more good then harm. He drove his 2 mile an hour fire fighter scooter everywhere he went and when he gets home, he likes to go on his old, giant, slow computer and order shit off of Amazon. His fingers are so fat that he ends up accidentally ordering pool and school supplies. His spell checker and care taker Boland doesn't notice these errors and let's him order anyway.
    Boland mainly lives with his two trouble maker sisters Smelly and Elly who live in an abandoned candy shop in the woods where the creepypasta mansion is. They rather enjoy it there although they get rained on. They live off of hotdogs, which Boland hates.
    Now there are many things Boland hates, but he does not hate annoying and terrorizing Hashtag Hyphen Semicolon. Hashtag had a super fake accent and was constantly being chased by the centaur sisters Janice and Janet. Janet loved tattoos so she had a wide array of Hashtag tattoos like this one:
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    That was her favorite. She also had a tattoo of his face right on her fat horse ass cheeks which she showed him often. Billy Bob liked to pray on the girls. Hes an elderly Japanese man who spend his time talking to his Chia pets who were shaped like everyone in the compound. He lived in the attic of the Anti-Santas mansion.
    The compoundians had meeting every so often below the mansion in the meeting hall where they were normally screeched at for stupid random things. But we will continue with that in chapter 2. Because I'm getting lazy and thus chapter is getting way too long.