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At 2/1/10 01:12 AM, Reaperyami wrote: In the end, we all die.

In the Beginning we all cry.

BOOM.

Six words don't make good stories

Yes get it and get Mad Moxxi's underdome when you do.

It's good, I particularly like the perspective though a little depressing and sad, don't really get what's happening in the second Verse(?) Section(?). I find the title to be a little Redundant, yes a sick tree is indeed sick. Kinda makes me wonder if trees can get some sort of cancer.

Well being that I've obviously Made a few not-friends here to say the least I have decided to writ an apology news post thingy on my Userpage which I will post here::

:My arrival to the Writing forum was less than favorable, I said some things about poets which I thought wouldn't be caught dead at Newgrounds. apologies go around to anyone I upset, especially to Sh2Authentikmusic who was only trying to give constructive criticism, that I miss took for being a condescending Asshole. I didn't think that there would be so many people on that board, but I probably got a lot of people to hate me but oh well I got out my view on poetry and I will stand by it.
In other news (NEWS=acronym for North East West South) I got a lot of my stories up there so if you just ignore any post in that thread that has anything to do with poetry and gather the courage to climb those walls of text and you'll find good stories that are creative and imaginative.

Fuck Fedoras if you are wearing one right now You suck.

Guardian exists within the world where Stinch's escaped mad version exists so when he hears of the mass amount of bloodshed in the U.K he is first on the scene, he investigates the Stinch's murders and cannot find any pattern or significant connections between any of the victims. He refuses to give up and begins to obsess over the case. after months of failure after failure and each day new murders occurring Guardian finds something, a video from one of the victim's camera phones and on it a fairly clear picture of Stinch. Now with a lead Guardian has regained hope of bringing the murderous caveman to justice. before Guardian is able to find Stinch The UFPSTC learns of Guardian's existence and being that he is a robot and a fairly unknown one at that, and that he is unable to die The UFPSTC determines that he is a Radical at this point in his life and would like to induct him as a Time Cop. The Sergeant of all Earth affairs feels that he should deliver the request himself, of course we remember that Stinch is the Head Sergeant of Earth affairs.
When He Is approached by the Time Cop Guardian immediately recognizes him as the murderer, he attacks, (The UFPSTC's code on Radicals who attack an agent Labels them as Arbitraries which must be killed on sight) Stinch engages Guardian but was already injured by the surprise attack and had to escape immediately lest that version of him be killed and his gear left to an Arbitrary. Upon returning to the Station Stinch looks more into Guardian's existence and finds that he is tracking another who is labelled as an Arbitrary, he immediately takes the issue to his Captain who believes the best course of action would be to let the two Arbitraries Kill each other.
A Year after the first encounter with the murderer Guardian had tracked him to Paris, where they would meet for what he believes to be the second time. Upon arrival he finds a dead body brutally beaten, this was the work of what is known across Europe as Grim's Scythe and the Shadow. It is around this time that political tensions are rising and far into the stars the watchful eye of the UFPSTC begins to pick up interference in the timeline. The Time Cop must return to Earth: V-R009 (our timeline) to kill both the Arbitraries responsible. Guardian eventually finds the Murderous caveman Stinch and attempts to kill him in the name of what is right when the Time Cop Interrupts them (in the most badass way possible of course) after a brief fight that results in Stinch's Time Cop squad coming in as reinforcements. Guardian is baffled at what is going on, and the Time Cop only tells him that this all runs deeper than any man is able to believe and that he will be apprehended along with the caveman, that he could have been a part of this but assaulting an officer is a major offense, that he was supposed to shoot on sight but he needed the two arbitraries alive to reverse the damage they had caused.
Then War broke out. The bombs Fell. The Agents' gear was badly damage their ship totaled they were stuck in a war on a world they held no stake in.

Another of my Idea/characters
Guardian:
A scientist who is trying to discover new ways to combat the problem of overpopulation and find a way to overcome his sometimes crippling fear of death, discovers a way to convert humans mind, thoughts, emotions, very essence into files, capable of downloading to computers. His first subject is a man who was in a vegetative state and was volunteered by the family who wanted to see if he could be cured by the process of uploading his brain to a computer and in a way debugging it and putting the files(his brain) back into the body. The first half of the process is successful and the doctor is able to debug the man's brain but the body had been immobile so long that the muscles had corroded and the man would have to go through years of agonizing therapy and still wouldn't be the same again. The scientist uploads the man's mind to a super computer capable of running the vast amount of information that the human mind does just as as fast, and ask what option he would like, to be put back into his original body or to have a mechanical one, the man of course chooses the mechanical body despite the fact that it looks nothing like him, but he sees that as good for he hated the life he had lived before and felt that he could have a true impact on history by becoming the worlds first android, he asks that the scientist declares his resurrection to have been a failure.
The Man who now resides in a mechanical body that looks a lot like a human body just not his decides to become a force of good, and adopts the name GUARDIAN and protects the people of the world.

More Betterer plotline when I think of one.

What the hell? that was just weird, thats really all I can say, it was fairly well written, the end of the first paragraph where it said: those fucking kids didn't even get in trouble, was a little breaking in the narration though because it wouldn't make sense for the narrator to side with the protagonist unless its from his perspective or a friends.

At 1/31/10 08:44 AM, Sawdust wrote: My God that Meat Heads story is fantastic, yet it is written like a movie summary on Wikipedia. Turn that shit into a novel.

Ah yes thank you for commenting on my actual work and realizing poetry talk is dead.
Thanks for the feedback, I agree that it is fantastic Its perhaps my favorite story, I've posted drawings of a few of the meat-heads in my art thread the link to it is in my sig if you're interested.
The Story is still missing a few additions I'd like to make; like the Velocity Raptor which is a raptor that has been part resurrected but kept alive with technology allowing it to run extremely fast and is used as transportation for a few of the meat-heads, it was invented by the Mad Scientist Meat-Head who is #70

@Shy2authenticmusic& Fallenwhatever:
You are A little tardy to the party, That back and fourth is done, over you're too late, I'm sick of defending my views on poet TrevorW and I already went through it. And I can assure you I am No troll I have posted a full fledged plotline & a summary of two of my stories, I do not expect you to have read through this whole Thread but if you had you would have noticed that I realized that I forgot to state that I am Not a poet and do not believe poetry to be a true art form, and not to comment on the poem as you would a poets poem who is trying to "grasp" you and pull you in because i'm not. I'll again apologize for anyone I offended with my one-sided opinion, and again not apologize to anyone who wears a Fedora because they are an abomination of God.

One Question, what's a French Russian doing in the C.I.A in 1979, I guess we just assume the half French half Russian thing means American, which you should do should you ever flush it out better because as far as governments go its by what nation you represent, not what ethnicity you are its overly complicated especially in the setting where she turns out to be a double agent cause it could potentially imply that she Works for Russia, France and has infiltrated the C.I.A. Not Much there to critique on, the time period isn't very relevant in such a basic summary but could make a good atmosphere if done correctly (i.e not make it ridiculously overt that its the 70's but just enough that is synonymous with the time period it could be a thrilling story if enough suspense and tension is applied or a stylish spy thing with lots of finesse and attitude with the characters.

Well now that we can all agree that Fedoras are a crime against the entire universe and are the soul purpose of cancer, War, Death, poverty, and HIV On to writing, more the ideas of me. I know I've left the general impression that I am an asshole and/or dick, well only if you're wearing a Fed-

Stinch: Time Cop: Basic summary
Stinch is a caveman during the era where they were crossing the land bridge to what is now America as it turns out Stinch is actually classified as a Radical (which means his actions have no impact on the timeline he exists in) during a tribe raid he is abducted by Aliens who are the race that exist outside of time and are charged with safe keeping of the Universe. in one branch of the narrative (there are two meeting at the end) the ship taking him to the home planet crashes in the year 2002 confused and frightened by the modern world he runs amuck throughout the streets of london killing the strange men he encounters. being that he doesnt technically exist he is untraceable. The murders continue and eventually his bodycount reaches 100 throughout the U.K the entire country is in fear, and militias rise up against the government, at this point political tensions are very high, the U.S attempts to intervene and save lives against the U.K's refusal, which ends in a Ranger dying at the hand of a British royal marine resulting in the U.S's decision to completely forget about the murderous streak of Stinch who is still unknown as the murderer, Stinch boreds a ship to France and continues his murderous rampage. The French notice this and blame America believing that they sent "The Shadow" to them tensions again rise and an all out war breaks loose resulting in WWIII.
Meanwhile In an alternet Timeline
Stinch's voyage in the alien ship goes smoothly and is brought before the chief of the UFPSTC (Universal Federation For the Protection of the Space Time Continuum) and is inducted as an agent of the UFPSTC and charged with working as the Active Sergeant of all issues Earth Related (As they exist outside of time they can take on any issue whenever they want so long as it is within an allotted amounted time to prevent another timeline from opening which could destabilize existence) eventually after some filler missions where he gets to know his time cop partners, the issue of the copy of himself bringing the premature destruction of a (our) timeline he must intervene and kill his toughest opponent, the one that knows what he would do and how he would do it. He must hunt himself.

At 1/31/10 03:49 AM, gamerpeepinpa wrote: I still think it's pretty stupid to have what seems to be an instinctive negative reaction upon learning that someone writes poetry, and to loathe someone because of what they're wearing when they're not actually acting like a douchebag, but that's just me. So yeah, enough of all these tangents. Just post your stories and we'll call it a deal.

Yeah I'm a prime example of the modern man in the aspect of illogical actions. But there is not justification for wearing a fedora... unless of course you live in the 1930's and are in a full business suit, i.e Atticus Finch of To Kill A Mockingbird which he is not so it is a crime against humanity for him to own one let alone 6.

No, just no you cannot wear a fedora, only business men older than 45 can and even that is pushing it you cannot and unless you only wear it with a full suit, not just a vest and tie, coat slacks, everything then no you cannot I assure you all of your friends would repect you more if you ditched the fedora it is a joke, YOU are a joke.

Hey I posted work I expressed my feelings on poets and poetry, you perceived as ignorant and one sided because that's exactly what it was, I posted the Poem and forgot to put not to comment on it as I was not a Poet and do not understand a poet's view or poetry in general, that was my mistake and I apologize for not putting that and causing this fiasco, as for the guy who said Bad Mouthing the great Poe You sir are exactly what I am talking about Edgar Allen Poe was the start of what is the most disgusting sub-culture in the history of forever, he was a miserable fuck who bitched and saw the world as a cruel place and such, he is one of the Alpha Douchebags in history.
And thanks to TrevorW who gave me feedback I completely agree with that as it is Just A basic plot overview (dont know if I put that there) so it was just used to get the story whipped into shape. I have no Idea what "Prose" is though, and as you can see I can take criticism very well but was very surprised to find poets on Newgrounds and instinctively brought out the flamethrower as I do with real life encounters with poets. I have no finished works unfortunately with exception of a poorly written 30 page super-hero story where I focused to much on characterization and not enough on plot so it really falls apart past the halfway mark, But I do Have more than a couple of Plot overviews and I'll be sure to post them up here soon just revising them and making them presentable, M-H #1 was a bit choppy, as I copied it from the sheet I wrote it on to my computer earlier today

So To any and all Poets I may have offended I apologize but that is my view on poems and its not changing. But one thing I will never apologize to is Fedora wearers, if you are currently wearing a Fedora and are not going to a 30's themed party just know that you do not look good in it and are the scum of the earth you pretentious piece of dogshit.

Yeah no Idea what you're on about with those names but thats good that you dress normally... And by Poe I can only assume you mean Edgar Allen Poe and to that I say Biggest waste of fame since anyone he talked about a raven that's all I picked up.

If you're just getting a three sixty that means you've never played the games before and the Saboteur's been getting moderate reviews but you should go with Mass Effect 2 that will last you longer an you'll probably have tons of fun with it.

I stand by my statement and will until the day I die.
On a Side not do you wear a Fedora? If Yes are you from the 1920's-30's? If No then kindly hand it over to a person who is.

I made one:
HALO (online)
What is over there
Oh Shit its an Alien
BOOM headshot lol n00b

At 1/31/10 01:59 AM, Kinsei01 wrote:

At 1/31/10 01:56 AM, Blair-Nava wrote: These are just artworks, characters will have uniform, secondary weapon, weird hair, etc.
Anyway, thanks.

but.... fruit.... doesn't.... have... hair.......
o.0....

Kiwi BOOM!

No but you should give the character a little more, I like it though the contrast is kinda cool. Give the guy boots maybe a combat knife on in his thigh, or a bandana.

Also forgot to put Fedoras... FUCK YOUR FEDORA. (even if you don't wear them)
Here's the rest of my earlier post:

Upon arrival the one-hundred-nine remaining Meat-Heads find that Earth is not what it was a mere six years prior. All organic life is on the edge; Cyber Hitler had turned Earth into a technological wasteland, keeping only some patches of life to sustain his need for food intake. There was resistance but the fighter's morale was low and falling fast, people killing each other over what little food there is, Hitler could kill them, but he feels that he needs to rule them and keep them alive by occasionally sending food to heavily populated areas. The Meat-Heads land in America in the middle of one of the Resistance's patchwork forts, they are met with praise and expectations to destroy the Nazi War Machines. After a debrief on everything that had happened since their abduction, the fort is attacked by the Elite Nazi Robobots, they were defeated but at the loss of many red shirts, yet they were able to dismantle the stolen alien vessel, and the [AES] had other pressing issues to attend to, so the Meat-Head company must get to Germany on foot. After the Meat-Heads leave one of the alien ship's fail-safes went off, it released an extremely contagious decomposition gas, but it was slightly diluted by the air's high nitrogen level, instead of falling apart the Resistance fighters became zombie like and violent, hungry.
[Insert zombie attacks, Nazi Robobot attacks, Alien attacks and a few epic boss battles]
The whole Meat-Head company breaks into what was once a stronghold and is now a massive Nazi doom tower and are separated by the Nazi Robobot's vast numbers, but #1 and #110 are able continue up the tower alone when they are attacked by the eight Meat-Betas, who disappear after being damaged by the two. They continue upward and are attacked by The Nazi Roboboss, a 14-foot tall war machine, #1 is knocked out by the machine, but using the last of his explosives #110 is able to destroy the Roboboss but was injured in the process by taking lots of high velocity shrapnel to his torso, right shoulder and right side of his face, he is rendered unconscious and #1 moves on to destroy Cyber-Hitler. When he enters Cyber Hitler's throne room/arena it is empty, and as #1 is beginning to search the very top level Hitler crashes through a wall riding a giant cybernetic tarantula. Cyber Hitler offers #1 a last chance to join him, which #1 responds to by raising his two Gatling pistols [Zooms in on his face between two huge Gatling pistol barrels] and declining his offer [INSERT EPIC BATTLE HERE].
Meat-Head #1 destroys the Cyber-Tarantula knocking Hitler to the floor, he grabs one of Hitler's shock-harpoons and walks over to Hitler who is recovering from the fall. #1 holds the harpoon up to Cyber Hitler's exposed human temple, he stares at #1 for a few seconds then knocks the harpoon aside and tackles him, #1 is pinned and Cyber Hitler is trying to shove his arm-mounted chainsaw into #1's face, eventually #1 destroys the chainsaw's motor with his combat knife and kicks Hitler off of him. #1 gets up to finish Hitler off, but he runs up to the top of level of the doom tower and attempts to escape. As Hitler is about to get to his ship Meat-Head #1 tackles him and smashes his head into the ground repeatedly and casts Cyber-Hitler off of the giant Nazi Doom tower. But Cyber-Hitler launched his grappling hook up as he descended, the spikes dug into #1's shoulder and pulled him down with Cyber-Hitler, as they fell death was a mile fall away, and he was losing time, Hitler was still trying to kill him even as they plummeted to their Doom. #1 stunned Hitler bye punching him across the face and thinking quickly he used the last weapon he had on him, the Kamikaze Pack, a last resort for Meat-Heads, a last resort that had never been needed until now, he punched a hole through Hitler's chest plate and stuck the Kamikaze pack in activating it as kicked himself away from Cyber-Hitler, the pack exploded in an immaculate cloud of fire which #1 past through unharmed. As he descended rapidly #1 was certain that this was the end for him, when #26 flew under him and caught him on his plane, the impact immediately knocked #1 unconscious, but luckily he made a big enough dent in the hull to keep him from sliding off the ship. The Meat-Heads regroup at the bottom of the tower after rigging it with five tons of explosive force, and set it off destroying the Nazi's home base.
Though Cyber-Hitler was defeated Earth is far from safe, the Aliens are bound to come to Earth for vengeance on the Meat-Heads, the Meat-Betas escaped and the Nazi War Machine still functions throughout the world, there are zombies roaming the Earth destroying what few civilizations remain, and the American government has resurfaced as the American Blackstar Force, and is trying to take the world back through morally questionable ways such as the eradication of any and all possible threats to taking back control of planet Earth under the Blackstar's rule exclusively.

Poets Piss me the fuck off always reading into literature picking out "hidden" meanings interpreting the smallest most insignificant piece of dogshit and turning it into an epic struggle. Quoting the meaningless half assed works of poets who are famous for nothing, hanging out in Starbucks on their MACbook listening to indie rock because its non commercial and lame like them, always thinking their the type that'll be famous when they're dead. and you have to admit that other guy Had a very Condescending ring to him.

Anyway now that that's out of the way...

I'll post Ideas and storylines, no Narratives yet though, I'll ease into it. don't get the Idea that I'm a sophisticated person because I wrote one poem I am Not This plot overview is ridiculous and not to mention a little unfinished probably has some errors in it and run-ons/fragments but hey I've got a lot in this head and try to pound it out as fast as possible.
This Is Quit the read, 4 whole MS Word pages.

After the destruction of the world trade center on September 11th, 2001 the United States Government began funding a counter-terrorism force consisting of 110 biologically enhanced super-soldiers capable of eliminating all of the United State's enemies with maximum efficiency. By November of 2001 all of 110 the chosen applicants were pooled together, in late December testing began to turn the ordinary soldiers into super bio-weapons. In February of 2002 after all of the subjects were altered the first of them awoke from a twenty-three day coma, the rest awaking with in the span of a month. Their bodies were changed, they stood an average of 7.5 feet tall, their bones were much denser, nearly unbreakable, and their skulls grew larger and disproportionate to their bodies, thus they were named The Meat-Heads. Training began on March 17th, 2002 and ended on March 30th 2002. Their first mission, assigned April 10th 2002, was an overwhelming success for the United States, with no civilian casualties, or Meat-Head casualties. In May of 2002 the United States Government introduced the Meat-Heads to the American people and in turn, the world. Americans met the Meat-Heads with positive responses, demanding a new name brand, breakfast cereals, action figures, and cartoon shows, were made. But kept secret from the public was how the Meat-Heads were created using technology stolen from aliens by the U.S. Government.
After seven years of active duty, constant victories, and hundreds of battles of won many of the Meat-Heads grew bored with war, sick of the repetition, sick of orders, sick of the chain of command, they began to slack off, spotty performances on the battlefields, reckless acts that endangered allied forces, the supreme commander of all military operations shut them down, figuring regular soldiers were better fit for the battlefield since they had motives to survive. On January 8th 2009 The Meat-Head company was officially shut down, all of the Meat-Heads were set for decommissioning, The military refused to tell Meat-Heads that they cloned everyone of them and created a vast army of Meat-Heads who were dumbed down as a result of the cloning, that would never grow tired of war, they just follow orders. There were a few Meat-Heads who had kept a solid performance and as a result were kept in the Military as special operations agents, of these was Meat-Head #1 who held great disdain for the American military and was one of the first Meat-Heads who wanted to quit, and since being kept in he has attempted to escape twice.
Upon being decommissioned from the Military, Meat-Head #42 went to a public library and saw an old World War II book after reading through it he became intrigued by Adolf Hitler, eventually he became obsessed with Hitler's work and leadership abilities, #42 learned German, and took a trip to Germany to see the remains of Hitler. During his time in Germany a secret underground group of Nazis, who were slowly rebuilding the party found him, seeing that he was a Meat-Head they thought he was on a secret mission to destroy them, but was later accepted into their ranks as a general due to his enthusiasm for thecause. In the secret Nazi fortress #42 uncovered something that blew his mind, Adolf Hitler's true remains were in cryostasis, frozen to prevent him from dying, and with the aid of Meat-Heads #2 and #7 he constructed and exoskeleton for Hitler that would allow him to be unfrozen and survive, thus CYBER HITLER is born. Cyber Hitler took great interest in the Meat-Heads, and the robotics which kept him alive, he made several attempts to create his own Meat-Heads but they were imperfect and the eight that survived the operation are now referred to as the Meat-Betas, his lieutenants, with #42 as his general. The rest of the Nazis were equipped with cybernetic enhancements, yet they did not have enough soldiers for a full scale invasion of the world so Hitler created a vast, ever-growing army of Robots referred to as the Nazi Robobots.
Shortly after the escape of Meat-Head #1 Cyber Hitler declares war on the world by taking control of most of Europe, The world is thrown into chaos as the new Nazi forces invade America and search for all of the Meatheads to bring to their leader, #1 must come out of his short lived retirement and figure out what is going on in the world and stop the Nazi threat. While on the run, #1 seeks out the help of his old teammates to get to the bottom of what is happening to the world.
[Insert giant robot battle, meetings with other Meat-Heads, countless battles with Robobots and M-H clones.]
Meat-Head #1 along with several other Meat-Heads finally break into the Nazi stronghold, and fight their way into Cyber Hitler's throne room who greets them revealing that he had no intentions of destroying them and that he wants them to join him in ruling the world, and in due time the universe. Meat-Head #1 who only wants to end the constant battles he is put through sees joining Hitler as an escape from ever having to fight again. As he is about to agree to join Cyber Hitler the Aliens having detected a hole in the Earth's defense force returned to Earth and extracted all of the technology that was stolen from them years ago, seeing every Meat-Head as their property they abduct 107 out of the 110 originals as well as the U.S. army's cloned Meat-Heads.

The Aliens took the Meat-Heads to their home planet, where they realized that the Meat-Heads were not of their kin, so they threw them in their coliseum-like arena and force them to fight or die against the universes countless horrors, monsters beyond that of which Earth can sustain. And yet the Meat-Heads as a longtime unit were able use there unparalleled teamwork abilities to best everything the aliens threw at them, again the Meat-Heads became a cultural hit but this time to aliens, everyday hundreds of different races of alien watched The Meat-Heads defeat the monsters of various planets. After over two years on the alien world they had lost only one of the original Meat-Heads, while the clones were almost completely eradicated. To keep the public interested the producer of what was now an intergalactic televised phenomenon were now putting Meat-Heads against their elite alien forces, this gave the Meat-Heads an edge over the aliens, for now they knew the aliens weaknesses, what attacks work better, what weapons to use against their captors. After one more year the public was growing bored with the Meat-Heads always winning so the producers decided they'd pit Meat-Head against Meat-Head, which was the perfect opportunity for them to escape. When they were supposed to kill each other The Meat-Heads just stood in a circle facing the audience in defensive posts, when soldiers were sent in they were killed by the Meat-Heads who took their weapons after slaughtering the security force. They escaped the coliseum but from there they were lost; as soon as they stepped outside alien battleships and tanks surrounded them, they were doomed. Then missiles rained down on the alien assault force, and three space ships soared overhead marked with [AES]. After a series of intense dogfights with the [AES] all of the alien's ships were destroyed the mysterious ships landed before the Meat-Heads and from the ships came Meat-Heads #20, #49 and #62. They explained how they were moved to Area 51 after the decommissioning and were put on the Alien Extermination Squad or [AES] Earth's best and only defense against Alien threats. The Meat-Heads couldn't all fit in the three [AES] cruisers so they hijacked an alien mother ship and use it to return to Earth.

Well I am Not A poet, I never much cared for it I find it to be a dead "art" I never get anything out of Reading Robert Frost or other poet. I much rather prefer Narratives and The poem just came natural he rhymes are there because I believe that free verse poems are boring and for lazy people, I could care less about what's in and what's out, the poem wasn't meant to "grab" anyone or cause anyone to have an epiphany on existence, there is no hidden meaning to the poem it is simply about a person who lives in postapocalyptia and is surveying the area thinking in rhymes of course. So in short this is the only poem I have written and it has no double meaning, no slick hidden metaphor, no allusions it is what it is and nothing more so its probably a little shallow and meaningless in comparison to the "great" poems out there.

Hello I am Jack and I am what I believe to be a fairly creative person and what my English Teacher believes to be an incredible writer. I usually reside in the Art and Videogame boards here on Newgrounds, but just today noticed the Writing board so here I am I'll start with a poem that I wrote when I drew A picture of a wastelander. If you wanna see the picture Just ask and I'll post it.

MY WASTELAND
In The Wateland Before Me
A New Home I Do See
Desolation Conquers The Sight
A New Word Free Of Wrong And Right
A World Where Everyday Is A Fight
Though The World Is Burning
What Remains Continues Turning
Alive And Well
In This Living Hell
My Line Drawn In The Sand
My Rifle In Hand
None Shall Pass Where Stand
I Own This No Man's Land
My Home, My Wasteland.
-JACK d. CURLEO

Done During Finals:

One Super Elite squad of Human space marines single handedly taking down an entire Army/Invading alien force, keeping the main people alive.

Well I've made progress, on Capelli, finished outlining Hale's Bullseye, and probably gonna start Warner and/or Hawthorn tonight or tomorrow.

Wolverine was pretty good, it felt a little unfinished at times but overall it was fun to play and that's what matters, also I got it half price so maybe the 30$ saved did something for me.