Cartoon-Craze-Club

Chapter: 1 Sam lounged on his bed after having dinner with his family a comfortable silence settled in the house. The comfortable silence was interrupted when the house phone rang throughout the hallway. He sluggishly walked into the hallway and picked up the wondering who in the hell would be calling at this time. "Who is this?" Sam asked irritated "Sam, come and meet me at the old community theater," his friend, Derick, said completely skipping hello. "Isn't that place shut down because the owner bought a shitty popcorn machine and everyone got sick from the popcorn?" Sam asked confused why he even asked him in the first place. "Yeah, and I bought the place for cheap, so bring your hippie feminist ass to the Community Theater right now!" before Sam actually had a chance at responding the was dead. Rolling his eyes Sam put up the phone and started to get ready for whatever the fuck his friend wanted him for. Cautiously, he walked down the stairs trying to avoid any

Chapter: 2 "Who'd want to do that?" Ken questioned, his voice muffled by his coat. "Why would we want to go on the same adventures as our parents?" "Because they're fun!" Derick exclaimed. "C'mon, guys! What do you say? We can be kings and heroes and do all kinds of crazy things!" The others looked at each other in worry. Derick wasn't the best kid in town. Neither had his Dad been when he was younger. "I don't know, Derick," Levy finally spoke up. "Whatever you try to do usually gets us in trouble! I'm sick and tired of being in trouble!" "Fine," Derick sighed, looking a little defeated. Suddenly, a smile grew on the Cartman boy's face. "If I promise to make sure we only do the adventures that wouldn't get us in trouble, will you do them?" They all stared at each other again. "Fine," Sam sighed. "Just, you go pick the ones that are simple! No crazy adventures! South Park is crazy enough on its own." "Deal!" Derick yelled, the whole theater echoing with the sound

Chapter 3 So, it would turn out that going out at midnight to see your friends at an abandoned theater isn't the greatest idea. Because now the boys, with the exception of Derick, were fast asleep in their classes. Now because of this they each have a detention for sleeping in class. Perfect. Sam groggily went to the kitchen for breakfast. He pulled a bowl out of the cabinet, pour some frosty flakes and milk into the bowl. He quickly eat the cereal and went outside to meet his friends. Outside Sam noticed all of his friends in a similar condition, Derick seeming quite cheerful however. "What the fuck are you so happy about?" Levy questioned the male. "Oh just the fact that you all agreed to my plan." Derick answered, grinning like a maniac. "Of course..." Sam muttered to himself. The group, minus Derick, stood in silence, trying their hardest not to immediately pass out. The buss arrived after a couple of minutes and they all boarded stumbling after one another to get to

Chapter 4 Ken slammed his head onto the desk groaning in desperation, muttering muffled, incoherent curses. The rest of the boys either leaning on their hands or in a similar position to Ken. “Can we leave yet?” Levy questioned looking up at his friends. “We probably could, I mean the teachers fucking asleep so we could just get up and go,” Sam answered the half asleep boy, gesturing towards the teacher. Agreeing to leave, the group stood up and left the school making their ways home, but before they were even five minutes away from the school a familiar voice called out to them. “Hello my friends, I’ve been waiting for you,” the sadistic voice of their friend,Derick, greeted. Sighing the boys turned around and looked at the boy stood,now, directly in front of them. “What do you want Derick?” Tom asked exhausted and deprived of sleep. Derick laughed lightly and grinned before saying,”Well, I found our first adventure to do and since you agreed I thought you should know,”

Chapter 5 The group eventually arrived at the theater just like their friend had told them to. They were still curious as to why but arrived nonetheless. The boys waited outside for their friend. "Sam can we leave?" Levy asked looking around. "5 more minutes and if he's not here we can leave." Sam says yawning. The boys wait around and began leaving before someone walked up to them. "Leaving so soon?" Derick said with his sadistic smile. The group stopped and Derick laughed lightly. Sam sighs and mutters a inaudible language under his breath. "How do we fucking get in?" Sam asked looking directly at Derick. "This." He tosses a key towards Sam and Sam picks it up. They unlock the door and enter, marveling at the interior design. It didn't take much for the group to get hooked and start exploring. "Get off!" Levy shouted at Derick who stood near a projector. The Cartman didn't seem to hear and instead played with the lights. Sam was sleeping on the chair, glad to have the

Chapter 6 "Fine, I'll find a way." Sam mumbles, tapping his fingers on his arms as he crossed them. Ken, hearing this, then offers to help by sneaking out at night and messing around with the Marsh family. Ding-Dong Ditching, Toilet Papering the house and even calling one of them into work. More preferably Mrs Marsh since she was very strict with Sam. The said boy shook his head, claiming, "No, my parents would, like, send a hunter down for your ass. And we've also got a camera for the front yard." Levy retorts, "Yeah, me too." Sam mutters out, eyes furrowing, "Wait, how do you sneak out at midnight then?" Levy twirls some of the sheets of his bed and coughs out, "Uh, I go through the back and kind of 'round the block with my bike before heading for the theater." It was the next day, and if it wasn't enough that Derick had to explain the plan to them again, the school had called their parents. Well, he didn't know about the others, but

South Park OC Profile Full Name: Levin Gerald "Levi" Broflovski Nick-Name(s): Levi (Ken & Sam /later, sometimes Derick) Parents/Family: Kyle Broflovski (father); Bebe Stevens (mother) Age: 8 Grade: Third grade Gender: boy Hair/Hair color: Slick Back and Quiff; orange. Clothing: wears a orange shirt with green sleeves and grey pants with black shoes. (None of these colors help his slightly pale skin pigment). Personality: He's a true boy scout and a very kind soul. He gingerly tries to negotiate anything like it's a hostage situation but always knows when things don't pan out and knows how to fight his battles. He is, however, very skittish, and gets easily jumpy if scared enough. He has a sense of social purpose and moral outrage. Occasionally flirts with girls like how his mom flirts with guys. Likes: bananas, spaghetti and meatballs with ketchup, hanging out with his friends; long hours playing video games; learning how to play instruments (even if he is slightly tone

South Park OC Profile Name: Samuel Quinton “Sam” Marsh Age: 8 years old Current Grade: Third Grade Father: Stan Marsh Mother: Wendy Testaburger Sister: Beth Marsh Aunts: Shelly Marsh McCormick, Lizzy McCormick Uncles: Kevin McCormick, Kenny McCormick Cousins: Benjamin Ben McCormick, Kendall McCormick and Kelsey McCormick Grandmothers: Sharon Marsh and Mrs. Testaburger Grandfathers: Randy Marsh and Mr. Testaburger Appearance: Has shaggy black hair and blue eyes. He wears a brown jacket with a light purple scarf and dark blue jeans with black shoes. Under his jacket, he wears a purple T-shirt. Personalty: He is best described as a mature, sensitive, liberal and an intelligent male feminist whose stubbornness sometimes gets the best of him Likes: pepperoni pizza, his pet pig Bobo, coffee, singing in a band with his friends, being a male feminist, his girlfriend Sophie Anderson, His super best friend Levi Broflovski Dislikes: bullies, Derick Cartman, people calling his