>Be me >Be 14/15 y/o at school >At my school there are multiple tards >The 4 kids are called Matthew, Dennis, Randy and Brendon >Brendon is the headtard and leader of the bunch >Nobody really pays attention to them. just let them be their tard selfs >All is well >Untill >A student was eating his food at the cafeteria. Minding his own business >Brendon walked up to him. Asks him what he's eating >Kid was a little shit so anwser "Oh yo mommas pussy" >Biggest mistake of his life >Brendon goes fucking berzerk
Just to clarify. My school was filled with normal functioning autist. Most of them were just barely normal but just couldn't get on in normal schools. Some were worse, like Brendon.
>Brendon starts beating the living shitholes out of the kid >Throwing food in his mouth, making him choke >Vividly remember Brendon staring at me. Like he knew what the future would hold for the both of us >He keeps beating the kid >Eventually he's pulled off and taken to the school's solitary confinement
This is just the intro to what was going to be the biggest brawl my school had every seen. An all out fucking gang war between tards, normals and teachers.
This is The Quartet Of Tards And their Misadventures
The Quartet Of Tards And their Misadventures: Part 2; The Fire Rises
>A few days later the Tard Quartet is roaming the halls with their leader Brendon boasting about how he beat up that kid from part 1 >This is a bad idea >Because you see, that kid was friends with a jock >Jock's name is Paul >Paul was a fucking man's man >Not that man's man. But legit a brodie >Cool, Fun. If i were gay i would've gladly sucked his dick >Paul was alot of things, but mean he wasn't. He always was pretty petty though >But something changed when he heard his friend got beat up by Brendon >His inner chad started showing and he started taunting Brendon >Imitating a retard as best as he could whenever the Quartet would walk past >We, as little shits. Joined in >A few fights here and there. Dennis and Randy fought some rando's from the grade above me >The mocking continued >The fights did too >We're on 3 fights a day ratio here now >The teachers started getting angry at us now >Of course they noticed us doing the mocking >Main tard wrangler. Mister Brunner is furious at us for mocking his intelligent potato's >Literally screaming at us when he's teaching us >KindaFunny.PNG >Paul, Brendon and Brunner are the captains of their respective clans >Brunner manages to convince the faculty that we're little shits and cracks down hard on us >More then half of us got suspended for 3 weeks >not that any of them would've cared. Free time is good ya know? >The rest of us got pretty mad about this. Paul debating with Brunner about how Brendon beat up his bud >Brunner doesn't listen and suspends him as well >Can see the fire in Paul's eyes >They're filled with hatred, determination and the rage of 1000 suns
The stage is set. The three clans are readying their arms. The Quartet Of Tards And their Misadventures continues shortly
OP here. Currently out of class. Will cont when i got time
Alexander Perry
The Quartet Of Tards And their Misadventures: Part 3; Gathering Arms and Finding Allies
>A few weeks pass >the ones that got suspended returned from their jail time >Some not wanting to fight the fight anymore >Sad, but understandable >Paul was nowhere near done >That fire i saw in his eyes was burning and would continue burning untill his buddy was avenged >Paul was looking for allies. And i became one of them >He messaged me one day on AIM to ask me for advice on the matter >I was always known for being a helping hand. I was also a goddamn loser so this was an oppertunity to hang out with the popular kids that came once in a life time >Ask him what exactly he wants to do >"I want to make Brendon cry" He anwsered >Even from behind this computer screen i could feel the rage burning >"Let me think of a little plan and meet me tomorrow behind the school" >We agree to meet up >We meet and i propose my plan >We systematically get rid of Brendon's little clan one b one before attacking the big guy himself >Paul's all up for it >I tell him we do need back up though. Other students who're done with the tards and their antics >Paul tells me he knows a few people
Meanwhile
>Brendon's been pulling the victim card and managed to win a few students over to his side. Defending him when he does something dumb or dangerous >Paul and i take note who defends the Quartet and we put them on our list >Paul gets his clique together and propose my plan for them >They all agree and our Clan is ready for battle
>Mr Brunner has, as i said, getting the faculty against us. Wanting to bust us >Can't because he doesn't have evidence we're planning something >Some other students join the teachers because they just want to stay neutral >FuckingSwitzerland.JPG The Clans have gathered arms and are ready for battle! Where will the first skirmish take place? Will our plan work? YOU'LL READ IT RIGHT HERE WHEN I CONTINUE
The Quartet Of Tards And their Misadventures: Part 4; Randy The Brutal
>Stage 1 of our plan is set to happen >The date is September 13th >Me, Paul and our soldiers are ready to deploy >The other factions aren’t ready for our wrath. At least, as far as we know > Paul, Me and Paul’s buddy who got beat up all sit at one table, having a good time during lunch. Waiting for our target >Randy, Tard crony #5, A big hulking mass of a tard >Not in the Jow Forums way. In the “just being 600 pounds of blubber’ kind of way >We took this in consideration though >Because he’s so fat, he should have trouble standing up right? >We came up with a plan to purposefully trip and break a limb. Putting him out of combat until he is healed >The plan is foolproof >We see Randy blubber into the cafeteria with some of the defecting students >He gets in line. At the end of the line one of ours is waiting for him >He drops a banana peel on the ground with the intent of making Randy trip >He drops the peel and YEET’s out of there. Waiting for the blast. Like a true assassination >Randy comes is nearing the peel >Paul, me and Paul’s buddy (his name is Richie. I forgot to mention) look at the scene wide eyed >Everything goes slo mo >See him stand on it >His eyes go as wide as ours >He slips >Tries to break his fall with his hands >He does >But with a cost >His hands make a sound similar to the sound spareribs make when its crushed under a freight train >Completely shattered >Mission successful >The assassin sits next to us with a smile as he takes a bite from his taco >We toast on a well-executed plan >Silently though. As Randy’s screaming as he looks at his broken hands >His Defectors surrounding him >Ambulance is called >Take him away
A plan successfully complete. The end of Randy is real. Or Is it? FIND OUT NEXT TIME
The Quartet Of Tards And their Misadventures: Part 5; The Party
>After our successful mission Me, Paul, Ritchie and a bunch of their friends decide to go out that weekend > Just hang out and have fun. Plays some vidya >A good time was had >until some dude proposed something >” I heard some people who’re supporting the Tards are having a party too. We should crash it” >All of us are for it >Except Ritchie >Ritchie feels like this whole war is because of him and just wants everyone to get along again >Paul waves him off. Makes the decision for him and drags him along with us >We’re off to wreck a party Motherfuckers! >After a while we arrive on our bikes >We hear music and fun times >How dare they have fun!? >We rush to the door and knock >What happened next we didn’t expect >Randy opens up >We stare in shock he’s up and about >Both his arms are in plaster >Randy stares back >Behind him we see a bunch of Defectors staring at us >Behind us we have our Soldiers staring as well >It was like a Mexican standoff only not as exiting and without guns >I hear two brutal war cry akin to that of a fucking yeti fused with a T-Rex and William Wallace >Randy and Paul go fuck at it >Literally MMA punching the shit out of each other >The rest of us watch the two fight >I stand in awe. As is the rest >Paul manages to throw Randy of the porch in some sort of WWE move >The two now going at it in the front yard >Some girl Defectors tried to break the two up >Some of our girl Soldiers stop them from breaking the fight up >Cat fight ensues >OhFuckYes.GIF >Me and the guys start cheering the names of our heroes >The Defectors do the same >Eventually one of the neighbors called the police >The cops arrived and we scattered. Me and Ritchie manage to pull Paul of Randy and book it out of there The very first skirmish and it’s a fucking banger. You wonder what happened next huh? WELL KEEP READING YOU FUCKS
Next post is about a suprising hero, another fight and some further development
Jack Roberts
So is the who are you quoting meme dead?
Connor Parker
I'm all for revenge but breaking a morbidly obese kid's hands isn't cool. I fucking wish. It is pretty ineffective once the thread has taken off.
Grayson Hill
The Quartet Of Tards And their misadventures: Part 6; A Unexpected Hero
>A week after the party Paul had recovered >We were discouraged >We practically lost the skirmish when we failed to incapacitate Randy >No matter though because Paul was as optimistic as ever >” Next time I’m going to beat him up so hard he’ll be in a wheelchair” >Ritchie is still having a hard time with it. Feels like it’s all his fault >Paul just dismisses it. Tells him he’s doing it for him. Not because of him >Real friendship right there >The days go slow >We’re coming up with a new plan. One that will get rid of Randy forever >We can’t think of anything though >it’s frustrating. But we keep at it >Paul advises me to start training >Better to be in shape if you must fight >So I join him on his Jow Forumsness >Start taking Judo lessons as well >One day. We had class with the whole Quartet >Paul was seething. I sensed it >Brendon’s loudly taunting again. Constantly pestering Ritchie >Suddenly >Some random kid stands up >Before this I’ve never even heard this kid speak >Let alone do this kind of ballsy thing >He walks over to Brendon and fucking decks him in the face like he was some kind of hooker who didn’t let him finish inside her mouth >Brendon’s cronies jump him >Me, Paul and a couple Soldiers jump them >The Teacher panics and runs to get the principle >the fight escalates outside the classroom >It takes 5 teachers to break up the fight
The Quartet Of Tard And their Misadventures PHONE EDITION: Part 7; The Tard And The Stray
>the day after the biggest fight as of now me, Paul and Ritchie are hanging out >generaly have a good time >No problems around >that is untill we run into Dennis >We call him Dennis the menace because he's the sneakiest bastard i've ever seen. Able to weasel himself out of everything >he calls out to us and apparently has a propesition for us >" if you guys let me hang out with you and pretend you're my friends i'll help you guys beat up the other tards" >Me and Paul are suspiscious. Ritchie is all for it >poor, naive Ritchie >we accept in the end >we also find out the name of the kid who decked Brendon >His name's Ray and he's a scrawny Mexican kid >He used to be part of The Quartet. But was bullied away by Brendon >We decide to pay him a visit to thank him
Next post will be about Ray and how much of an asset he would turn out to be in the fight
>Just to clarify. My school was filled with normal functioning autist. Most of them were just barely normal but just couldn't get on in normal schools. Some were worse, like Brendon. OP is a tard confirmed
Oliver Young
I was one of the few kids that were normal. Get fucked loser
You son a bitch jew of course you'd be the one to steal this to upload on reddit to get updoots and karma. You frogeposting cheeky cunt also your grubby little kike hands couldn't contain themselves and uploaded le ebin greensext onto reddit already when OP is even done with a post which made me wonder if I travelled back in time to 2013 and went on /b/. Furthermore you didn't even include others in the screencap it's always ME ME ME with you Israeli longnose circumcised wankers. And no I will not updoot your post >XD. You don't even deserve the dubs you got, or a job in your father's law firm. Hope you drown in copious amounts of shekels.
