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Post by Foozdude on Jun 26, 2008 15:04:18 GMT -5
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Post by Weegee on Jun 26, 2008 15:09:53 GMT -5
I write these things at like 1 in the morning. It's hard to proofread when your tired. However, I might just change my writing time to around 4 or 5, as long as I'm not busy.
Yeah, Medius. He's pretty tight, visually-wise.
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Post by Onishiba on Jun 26, 2008 15:34:54 GMT -5
I don't care if they are badass, to me they are ugly and don't look like my avie at all. That on my avatar is clearly said a blue fox with yellow markings and long hair of the same colour and cigarettes. Just like I am, though I'm not a furry and my hair is black.
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Post by Shinji-kun on Jun 26, 2008 15:42:12 GMT -5
Woohoo. Fay has got blue skin. ...I dare you, do not use Skirj-Kecaj or anything. It is kinda... ... Can't find a proper word. Second part is my name spelled backwards...
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Post by Onishiba on Jun 26, 2008 15:53:23 GMT -5
Of course I have. I'm awesome.
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Post by Weegee on Jun 26, 2008 15:54:32 GMT -5
To Fay: Alright. I guess it's no more arguable than it already is. I'll fit the final decision into the next part of the chapter, arguement in your favor.
To Shinji: I can't ever get used to it, so thanks. I'll just call you Shinji.
Side-Note: Yeah. Kinda figured your name was Jacek. I read it somewhere.
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Post by Shinji-kun on Jun 26, 2008 15:56:24 GMT -5
Could be the anniversary video.
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Post by Weegee on Jun 26, 2008 16:42:10 GMT -5
Perhaps...
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Post by Onishiba on Jun 26, 2008 17:50:11 GMT -5
And you're writing that in smaller size... why exactly?
Also, I hope you gonna get me something good. Otherwise you'll have a very displeased Fay, and that's not going to be good, I think.
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Post by Foozdude on Jun 26, 2008 18:37:06 GMT -5
Whether this be a shameless plug, or a suggestion for your next story, the Artistic Abilities thread welcomes any kind of written or drawn talent - music too, but that's hard to come by. After all, that's what the thread is for. =D
In any case, I would enjoy some clarification on the updating schedule. Is it daily, weekly, or whenever you feel like 'it'? If it's weekly, then you can always clear a time in the day to write and proofread.
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Post by Zettamiles1 on Jun 26, 2008 23:27:22 GMT -5
For the noob thing, I need to say this:
When I got here: around 4, mabee 3
a little into my stay: a verified 4
closer to now: 3, a little 4-ish...
about now: my opinion, a biased opinion (even though I hate myself) likely, I would be from 2 to 3 in the noob level. I still consider myself a noob, mostly because of Rekai's sometimes exessive flaming of my (not so good, but completely tarnished by him) name.
(A name which no one cares about, but I don't care, flamers I just ignore)
Anyway I think I have done alot to try to stop being a nooby person. (I'm in the same position GBDS was, but not with the warning level.
I numbered the levels by the ways glenn put them.
(This post was not meant to be mean to anyone, no lie. I saw that it may be seen as a flame to about 2 or 3 people in anothers perspective, but I didn't know any other way of posting this. I just typed this since while I was reading, I thought Glenn would refer to me as the noob that appeared, than read through and sighed in releif. apolagy's for all the parathesis messages, they weren't part of the base message, just notes I added)
Well, this is turning out to be a good story, I am a person who enjoys the dialogue alot, and hopes to get to the part with the talking. The noob imformation guide was fun to read. Hope to see more on Sunday!
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Post by L .H. C. on Jun 27, 2008 1:05:39 GMT -5
With the last post you earned 45 hate points. 100 are worth a special meeting with the Falcon Ruler of Rules.
Also, WTF is with you, Glenn and your n00b-protectors. Next chapter, I completely own your little defense thingies. Or else. Because those n00b protector thing stuffz are just n00bs in disguise. And yeah, a Falcon Ruler of Rules is on their way too.
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Post by Shinji-kun on Jun 27, 2008 3:39:46 GMT -5
Why did I see that coming clearly? >_<
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Post by Bardpado on Jun 27, 2008 6:38:18 GMT -5
Also, WTF is with you, Glenn and your n00b-protectors. Next chapter, I completely own your little defense thingies. Or else. Because those n00b protector thing stuffz are just n00bs in disguise. And yeah, a Falcon Ruler of Rules is on their way too. I think that's something very obvious cuz the n00b we're talking about in the story is that daniel fellow... And even I don't like him, for a n00b protector.
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Post by Weegee on Jun 30, 2008 13:04:38 GMT -5
O.O For one trip to Disneyland, you guys sure talk a lot.
To Fay: Absolutely. It involves... well, I'm updating at the bottom of this post. So, it's all dependent on what you think.
To Fooz: Thanks for the suggestion. I usually update whenever I want, but I have to stop, otherwise I lose creative spark. I'm thinking about updating Mondays and Fridays, getting as much as I can in those two days. On another note, I might want to record my guitar and keyboard skillz. That would be awesome, considering I just finished learning how to play Knights of Cydonia on it. Wow. The possibilities are endless.
To MMA: Actually, a noob stays the level it's at until it's re-educated. You were a three, at best. Just an average noob.
To Senor Phallic: My story, my rulez. There will a be an epic ending involving the Falcon Ruler of Rules, explosions, and peanut butter. Because it is the food of excellent death.
To Bard: You are correct, go ahead and step up to win your prize. He is the one noob that would not die. Therefore, he is the subject of this story.
AND NOW, A MOMENTOUS STORY COMES! (Or at least another part of it, anyway.)
*************************************** *CHAPTER 1: TURNABOUT SUPER-NOOB (Part 2) * ***************************************
I was done reading meaningless cases. I was hungry. I desired fishsticks. So I decided to meet Bard in the cafeteria. I walked out the door, leaving a couple of the cases scattered, lying on the floor. I walked outside into the diamond-studded hallway again. I was wondering where the CTs got these funds. But then I realized Kayorei was behind all this. Being the sentient technologic being she was, she probably hacked Swiss Bank Accounts legally. But then that got me in a conundrum about the legality of hacking Swiss Bank Accounts. And then I suddenly realized that I had no idea where I was going.
After asking Fay for directions, I quickly made my way to the cafeteria. Upon entering, I was called over by Bard at a table somewhere across the room. I walked briskly to the table.
The cafeteria was large and was themed as if it were an outpost in a mine. The only lights were the ones on the wall, and they weren’t very bright. You couldn’t see the ceiling, and you didn’t know if there was one, because there were little points of light that looked like stars. Inside of the mine. I was confused. The walls were meant to look like rock, and they looked like solid pewter. Upon closer examination, they were. The tables were made the same, except they had comfortable little cushions melded into the rock. The entire appearance was mindboggling.
Bard was sitting down, sipping at a Cola bottle, the old kinds that people would get their fingers stuck in. I sat down. The comfortable little cushions were pretty comfortable. So I decided to strike up a conversation.
“Okay,” I said. “I want to test my interrogation skills.”
“Alright,” Bard answered, still sipping on that darned straw. “Shoot.”
“Alright. So this Fay character. What is its true species?”
“Fay is a Manectric.” I was glad I learned something today. “Many noobs like to make the mistake saying Fay is a Bangaa. They get put into Rekai’s re-education center where they get a special meeting with the Falcon Ruler of Rules. They usually end up as Drifters. That is, of course, if they say it out loud.” I stood there kind of nervous listening to that pleasant thought, and shook it off. I hadn’t seen Rekai yet, and I was thinking gigantic Dark Knight from the thirtieth dimension kinda-thing. “Personally, I like Bangaas. They’re flippin’ sweet. I got, like, 5 sketches in my collection. I’ll show you them later.”
“I’ll take you up on that offer. Second question: Are you going to finish those fishsticks?” I pointed at his plate.
“Yes. Go find your own.” I wasn’t too happy. I had no idea where the vendor was, and I didn’t want to go look for him. My feet hurt. Secondly, by just looking at the condition of Bard’s fishsticks, I think he literally wanted me to go ‘find my own’.
“Third: Where’s the prison cell? I can’t work on the case without looking at our subject.”
“You can’t. Only me and the Furry are able to open the door. It’s like that double-lock thing in Sly Cooper 3.” I looked at him for a bit. His video game knowledge astounded me. “Course, I never played the game,” he continued, sipping once more on the Coke. “I watched it over at the Furry’s suite once.”
“So where’s this Furry fellow?” I asked.
“Somebody call?” a voice asked. I looked behind me. Standing there was this cat-man, wearing a pair of jeans, a white shirt, a green sweatshirt with a blue stripe, and sported a large rubber hammer portruding on his backside. His hair (all of it, that is) was red, had human hazel eyes, and had elf ears. Naturally, I jumped. I decided to shut my mouth for the following conversation.
“Hello, Furry,” Bard said.
“Hola, Bard,” Furry answered. There was a pause. “So whose the noob?” I assumed he was talking about me.”
“He’s not a noob. He is a certified newb.” (By the way, after reading a few cases, pronounciation is different between both. Noob=noob. Newb=nee-oob. Back to the story.”)
“I see. And why is he here?”
“He’s calling himself the Freelance Protector. He wants to be one of us, but only for certain cases,” Bard explained. Furry looked at me, and walked towards me.
“Well, you can work with us. But it’s a hard job. Things will happen that you will not like. You have made a wise decision to be freelance protection. Now I believe you wanted to get into the prison?” I nodded reluctantly. “Very well,” Furry said. He didn’t seem too happy. “What you see in there will be sickening.” I had the nerve to respond.
“What exactly is in there that’s so sickening?” Furry looked back at me with a gleam in his eye and a smile on his face.
“Well, let’s just hope that you like the fishsticks coming up as much as you did as they did when they went down.” Of course, the words he said weren’t making much sense. Because I didn’t get my fishsticks, and I was still very hungry. ***************************** END CHAPTER 1, PART 2
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