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At 8/2/12 11:18 AM, TomFulp wrote:
Nope :(

smooth update, or was it condensed awful?

At 8/1/12 02:25 AM, nothingmater wrote: Seriously thinking of typing the rest of this up and reworking it.

Probably should, just from the small chunks I read, it sounds very- unflowtastic, if i had to make up a word.
Sounds medieval, but I really think you could have took it a step further in the fluid direction with your word choices.

Be careful when copying and ESPECIALLY pasting.
Also, I have a question; Did you improvise this?- I think so, but for what it is it's quite quality.

At 8/1/12 04:12 AM, Ragnarokia wrote: Why must it always be boring stuff that we are taken down for. Why not prostitute wrestling.

Either it's a MySQL update or it's international long-distance midget tossing, and tom's a man of priority- i know which one he'll pick *An hour later* "WHAT THE ****"

I'm going to post a short story,
It will get quite intricate and gory.
It's about a butcher who collected skins.
And strung up humans for their supposed sins.

While I speak, you should settle down
Because the seeds of this story are being sown
The butcher said with an awful frown
"This narrator sucks, It's his skin i'll own"

So one day I woke with the butcher by my bed
And I typed this up by phone, dodging a blade to the head.
I continued to text dodging swing after swing.
Backed into a corner the blades did ring

Off a lamp I threw in his path
I needed to fight, I could do the math.
I ripped a cleaver from my headboard
and smashed it into his vocal cord.

As he bled out I wrapped up my rhyme
Not to long not to short, quite in good time
I looked down at my phone and saw the end
So i typed this up real quick and said *Send*

This is a rhyme about a kid who's beast.
Was invincible on a killing spree, from west to east.
Who jumped right onto a tank
Took beefy steel and made it lank

The men inside nearly died
as the kid twisted up the tank like cowhide.
When the kid had his fun, he threw it in a bin
And went back to killing, a game he could win

But finally one day he met a character
who he tried to throw into a trash compactor
The man bounced back like he was made of jello
and said, "I'm immortal too, also hello!"

The jealous kid, in a fit of uncommon rage
Jumped at the man and shouted
"I am the one who owns this stage"
The hasteful reply "That cannot be doubted"

The kid threw a punch, that could make a normal man lose his lunch.
And probably nine tenths of their intestines, but that's just a hunch.
The man simply sidestepped, pulling a chop to the back of his spine
"You can fight and that's fine, I need you to solve a problem of mine"

The kid laughed and said "Me help you?"
The man scowled and said "Have you anything better to do"
The man jumped over a kick and the kid did speak.
"Well I know what you seek, but i will never leak"

They battled day and night, right to the edge of ravine
The kid threw a punch in pure darkness that couldn't be seen.
The man went over, screaming as he fell
He kept screaming as he landed, and as he ran away; as far as I can tell.

(I like all the responses, they're just better than mine, you all rock: thank you.)

At 7/30/12 02:21 PM, starwarsjunkie wrote:
Yeah, I don't do much poetry or rhyming so it took me a while. Especially the last few lines. Kept writing and rewriting till it worked.

I had to do that a bit too- it really is a small challenge, i hope it becomes an epic new 2 word story.

There once was an alchemist
Who considered himself a medicine man
Of a troll he cured a large cyst
And the troll himself became a big fan

One day the alchemist went with the troll in toe
To see the face of a gnoll he did know.
Once he got the thing he did wish
He served that gnoll a mighty dish

A knuckle sandwich with troll and human.
It was heavy with revenge and light on cumin
That gnoll's face they did cave in
And mashed its tiny brains into the floor of it's den.

The alchemist went to the home of a friend.
he told the story and said "And then i stubbed my toe, the pain won't end!"
The friend too knew of something medicinal
But it couldn't be used anywhere municapal

So they traveled long and far
By horse and carrige, never car.
To find a secret plant
to give man the power of ant.

(Rules breach!!; just kidding.)

Up on a mountain top, they hear a loud pop
both troll and men stop, the mountainside in mid drop.
Burried in dirt the man finds the plant
and digs him and his allies free, with the power of ant.

(Also, your rhyming narritive was awesome! I found no flaw with flow or meter. Thanks for writing one- did you think it was difficult in the slightest?)

I'm a good fan of starcraft, but at any point, developing a learning A.I. has intense challenges- The very first of which would be saving what the A.I. has learned so that it can repeat it in the future, yet not simply follow a checklist.

I'm a level -1 programmer, so i may as well stay out of it. I like the idea for certain though.

It may make me an awful novice writer, but I try to never write about my characters- either I write about how they interact with what is around them, or I write about the setting, and how it's influencing their thoughts. I feel as if my characters take on their own personality, and I should probably let them. It either makes all my characters unique, or none of them, I haven't figured out yet.

But please paste as plain text, I know it sucks putting everything back together, but it's easier for you overall to get feedback.

At 7/30/12 12:57 AM, Krabman77 wrote: Every time I try to write, I face myself with an issue that constantly haunts me. The fact that everything's been done already.
This manifests in two ways:

1) What I write is too similar to what already exists.
2) What already exists influences my writing.
Say I have suffered inspiration and have come up with this great piece I'm quite proud of. One man meets another, at the toughest time of his life, and this other man shows him a whole new world, forever changing his lifestyle.
Then I rewatch Fight Club.
And I think "Boy, would my story benefit from that plot twist. That would make a great final chapter!"
And then I am tempted to use said plot twist, which brings us back to problem number 1.

What do I do regarding this issue? It is restricting my writing and stopping me from unleashing a fuller potential.
Do I accept this? Do I fight it?

Advice would be very much appreciated.

Not everything has been written, though i'm sure someone has wrote a better version of my story; but you should certainly not try to use a plot twist or reference right out of another piece of art, unless you intend to point it out. At the very least, you could come up with something that's unique but boring, or commonly done because it's an established "Thrilling" story with 'common' conflicts. Any conflict you can make in a story, someone somewhere will read it and say "Yep, i knew that was going to happen" So you may as well not worry about copying something else, no one would know the difference.

In five or less (or more even) stanzas, tell a rhyming narrative.

This rhyme is about a kangaroo
His name is Kangaroo too.
He's from the land down under
He'll box your socks asunder

But that's not what this is about
Of that you should have no doubt
He broke into to the zoo
He had something to do

He boxed down the zookeeper
because he was a real creeper
and then he left the building
to deliver the final sting

To bust open all the cages
And unleash primal rages
Pulling out the zookeeper's keys
The monkeys first he frees.

They give him a "hand"
setting all the animals to free land
They flood through the zoo
killing running or throwing poo.

(That was- not too hard to do)

If you review it here, please tell me if i did okay with the timing between the two ships, and being concise with overlaying the time for both ships.

At 7/30/12 12:51 AM, Fluffychickens wrote: The guidance wire tugged the ship into a slow leftward spin,now moving rapidly backward, allowing daku and vorteirez to see the navumkarim, after being nearly cut in half by the guidance wire.

I could have wrote more concisely "After it had been nearly cut in half by the guidance wire."
Also- The end.

On the navumkarim

"Detonate the seeker missile, it could inadvertently strike us" Delaauch said, exercising the powers of shipmaster
"Is that e.m.p. available" He asked the scientist, not even pausing for the navigation officer's confirmation to detonate the missile.
"No, sir- and it won't be, the encryption is 99% hacked- i'm going to fire the last 8 non seeking missiles, if we launch a seeking missile with our ship hacked we could very well see it come back to us" The scientist stated in response, and added the last part as he fired the remaining missiles.

Forty five seconds until impact

"8 missiles inbound"
beta A.I. "Enemy ship has been compromised"
Delta 6 "Weapons bin holds 4 seeker missiles"

Daku and Vorteirez were buckled in tight in the furthest back seats in the navigation room, and Daku wished he could look at the tac-map right now.
"We're gonna die" He said.
"It's not so bad, I probably died a hundred years ago" Vorteirez rasped.

"Launching guidance wires, beginning maneuver"

Fourty five seconds ago, aboard the navumkarim.

"They've moved above the ship, they're not trying to hit us" The navigation's officer said.
The scientist tried to unload the seeker missiles from the weapons bin, and had successfully destroyed 3 of the 8 missiles when the system locked him out.
"The ship has been hacked, enemy inbound- They could attempt to fire our own seeker at us."
The ship shuddered, and with a wrenching snap multiple things occurred. The Esolai establishment launched a guidance wire, that affixed into the outer hull of the ship via breacher; immediately cutting into, as Daku called it, "the 5 g from nowhere" turn, doing a full loop around the navumkarim and flying away. All the while any 10mm autocannon that could fire did, crippling the enemy ship.

After impact, aboard the esolai establishement
A.I. Beta A.I., preform timing control on seeker missile detonation.
Beta A.I. Prepared to detonate
A.I. Guidance wire to be severed in 1.25 miliseconds, signal send.
Delta A.I. What if something bad would have happened?
A.I. "At this point- it won't"
The guidance wire tugged the ship into a slow leftward spin,now moving rapidly backward, allowing daku and vorteirez to see the navumkarim, after being nearly cut in half by the guidance wire.
"I chose a route of lower survivability simply to show you this" Meitrox chimed.
Detonate seeker missiles
Daku wasn't pleased with the A.I's words, but his breath caught at the sight- He did enjoy explosions.

five
four
three
two
one

To the front deck gaurd the robot's explosion sounded like preforated eardrums, to delta 6, it sounded as if he had lost another child. No one was sure if it meant the alien was alive, but the roar of the explosion sound caused the now dead armory gaurd's eyes to snap open. They did not close again.
In the pilot-house
The scientist, after being shocked when the enemy ship dodged 6 incoming missiles in 2 waves, was feeling dread, having only 8, non seeking missiles ready, and for some reason the ship couldn't buffer enough electricity to fire another emp. He fired two more missiles at either side of the ship, and began to unsiphon the electrical buffer. As he worked the ship dodged his missiles, and the ship's encryption was hacked 75%
"The enemy ship is approaching, they are now within small weapons fire range, only just over a half million miles away." The navigation's officer said. The A.I. controlled ship was closing fast, within fourty five seconds it had closed nearly a 1000 mile gap. If the ships were to collide- The A.I. ran survivability statistics: Daku 34.5%, Vorteirez 45.8%. Since neither of them were too likely to survive, The A.I. began to compose a course of action for the collision that would happen between the two ships, and keep it as non-fatal as possible for it's occupants. The A.I. ran a simulation in which the ships collided with the esolai Establishment launching a guidance cable while passing over the ship. During this slight gap in attention, 2 more missiles were fired. Meitrox, distracted with the simulation, lacked the processing power to dodge the missiles- only one struck the ship, breaching a non-essential section of corridor.
Daku shouted over the sounds of twisting metal
"Try not to kill us Meitrox!"
Hmph, I'll just have to see what I can do. was the computers response, which didn't exactly lighten daku's heart.
The A.I. ran new collision statistics, and found the survivability to be higher with the use of a guidance wire.
"The navigation sequence I am about to initiate has only a 64% survivability- I implore you to find a seat and stay in it." Over the course of their dialog, the ship had closed just over half of the 500,000 mile gap.

On the navumkarim
The front post guard, with his vision spinning and his ears bleeding, found the crate of seeker missiles and began to empty them into the weapons bin, as soon as the first one went down, a command for seeker missile fire appeared on the scientists screen. He wasted no time, firing one seeker missile as it was dropped and un-shorting the electrical buffer.
He watched the encryption about to fail, at 95% hacked.
The electrical buffer was not yet charged enough for an e.m.p., and the scientist had to wonder which would occur first, they would be hacked and lose all control, or the e.m.p. could be fired and cause the encryption hacking attempts to fall flat.
He knew the entire outcome of the battle depended on the next few seconds- but didn't expect to hear what the navigation's officer tells him next.
"The enemy ship is closing- and they're not slowing down; I think they're going to hit us" The navigation's officer watched the icon for the seeking missile close the distance between the ships- and watched in utter dismay as the ship dodged that missile too. The seeker missile itself wasn't about to take no for an answer and turned back, burning the last of its fuel just to keep up.

Onboard the Esolai establishment
"Seeker missile inbound, attempting to dodge"
"The more you describe of this battle Meitrox, the more it sounds like we're losing." Daku said.
We are moving at 1.07 to the negative fifth A.U. per second. Meitrox responded
"Meitrox, what is 'Tactical advantage' " Daku asked
In one minute and fourty eight seconds, this ship will pass over the enemy vessel, I will fire a guidance wire to alight the ship in the proper direction, and disrupt their vectors.
Daku stared for a brief second
"What is 'price of failure'" He asked after the pause.
"death."

Onboard the navumkarim
The captain and shipmaster returns to the pilot house, and hears word of the current situation. The scientist sums it up to 'in two minutes the ships will collide, and once that happens, it's unclear what might happen' The captain looked to the navigation station- "How many missiles have struck our target" He demanded.
"Only two of sixteen missiles have struck, and one seeker missile is-" the alien glanced down at the screen and back up.
"Still seeking."

At 7/29/12 02:13 PM, Tha-Slaya wrote: Just a very short story that I wrote a little while ago. As always feedback is welcome.

**

Clouds blotted out the sun as two travelers followed a dirt road. Quietly, they walked. Birds could be heard overheard, cawing to each other. Talking in language unbeknownst to men. The travelers continued around the road, moving the dirt with their feet. Dust swirled behind their feet.
One of the travelers looked up at the cawing birds and then glanced at the sun that had come out of hiding. Light gleamed on a metallic object tucked away between the traveler's waist. He reached into his rucksack and pulled out a canteen made from animal skin. Squeezing it, water filled his mouth. He passed it over to the man walking next to him, who declined, pointing at a darkening cloud.
The two continued walking along the dirt road. Lizards were bathing lazily in the cool air. Their eyes followed the travelers. A lizard quickly ran underneath a jutting boulder as a bird swooped down in a vain attempt for lunch. Lizards around the area eyed the bird and quickly started moving towards it, themselves hungry for nourishment. The bird cawed and cawed. It tried to leap off the rock to fly away, but the lizards clung to the bird.
The travelers could hear thunder in the distance as the sun went into hiding once more. More clouds could be seen darkening and moving ever closer to the travelers. A light breeze blew one's hood off, revealing a shaved head and several piercing in both ears. He quickly put his hood back on, looking around to see if anyone had saw him, though the road was empty. His eyes did catch a bird being surrounded by lizards. They jumped on it and brought it to the ground. The traveler stopped to watch this battle. In seconds the bird had been covered with lizards. The traveler felt a hand on his shoulder, he spun around to see the other traveler, signaling him to keep walking.
The road had become wet, turning the dirt into mud. A butterfly landed on the other traveler's hood, he quickly flailed his arm, killing the butterfly and knocking his hood back a little. His head was shaved as well, but he had a number tattooed into the right side of his forehead. He pulled his hood down as he felt water spraying his face. The two men sighed, but they continued walking.
At this point there were no more signs of life. There were no lizards or birds or rocks. Just an ever expanding road. The traveler with piercings looked at the cloud covered sky and stuck his tongue out, hoping to catch a few drops. Every drop of water avoided his pink dagger.
The two travelers quickened their pace. A few feet ahead there was a crumpled piece of paper. The numbered traveler picked it up, read it, and threw it away. The pierced traveler looked at him questioningly, but the numbered traveler said nothing and the two continued walking.

'Bring your torches! Bring your pikes! The legendary outlaws, Vero and Lem will be stopping in this town!'

The sky opened as a town came into view. The two travelers looked at each other and continued walking on as rain began to drizzle down.

(Paste as plain text, word documents have their own formatting options which need to be removed, then you can add line breaks- again)

I like the story, I hope you continue to have the outlaws "stand and deliver".

At 7/17/12 10:52 PM, TrueWolf123 wrote:

:"You didn't think one bullet would kill it, now did you? I used a tranquilizer," he stated. "Come now, unless you want to be tangled again."

Someone please tell me if spiders can be tranquilized-

At 7/18/12 08:41 PM, TrueWolf123 wrote: Thank you so much!

Also, Your story rocked- I'd hope that just one shot wouldn't have taken the spider down, but who knows what it was shot with. You do?

At 7/18/12 07:01 PM, Fercheze wrote: Well, your writing has potential. I would work on making the details of the setting blend in more smoootly with the rest of the writing. Accomplishing that will make the story progress better. Now for character building, well there isn't much of it at all. Although I don't know how to give tips on how to do it better. Im better at detail tips. Try reading this and see if you can pull anything out of it.

We jogged across the street to the Shanty village. Some of the residents were surprised by there approach while others carried on with what they were doing. Josh looked down and noticed he had the same badge that Brian did; I looked closer and found that I also had a pistol.

"Dude, you O.K? "mon we gotta go" A male voice said. The man the voice belonged to walked over to me and reached out his hand. The man was wearing a thick, red, collared coat. A small amount of light glimmered of a badge pinned to his chest. We were in a small alleyway littered with small puddles of water; behind me was a wet, concrete wall.
"You took a nasty fall after climbing the wall." The man said after getting Josh onto his feet.
"Who are you, what's going on?" (âEU) I said, dazed.
"You donâ't remember me? I guess you must've hit your head. Listen I'm Brian, your partner remember? We have to go, just follow me. I will fill you in later." Brian said.
Brian turned and ran down the alleyway, having no other option Josh followed. The alley quickly opened to a road. An above ground subway station shown across the street along with several small shanty's beneath it. There were people walking around a small fire at the edge of the shanties.
"He's in there somewhere, 'mon." Brian said, drawing a pistol from a holster inside his coat.
We jogged across the street to the Shanty village. Some of the residents were surprised by there approach while others carried on with what they were doing. Josh looked down and noticed he had the same badge that Brian did; I looked closer and found that I also had a pistol.

At 7/17/12 05:52 PM, BloodCoveredWolf wrote: I was short and it just came today so i didnt have time to do anything with it so i plan to make more storys but this time o would plan it through

Read my story please- I like your shorts, but you should gather them together as an anthology. A lone flower is quite pretty at a glance, but a field of wildflowers captures the eye. (To be a metaphoric ***)

At 7/18/12 02:29 AM, BloodCoveredWolf wrote: Happiness is what all people seek in their life being a loved one, a job, or being family. Happiness is what people seek everyday its whats keeps us going every day. But would you give up your happiness to saves anothers happiness like giving up a love life or letting a family member go I would give my happiness up to make my loved ones happy

Sadness is what all people seek to avoid in their life, by finding a loved one, a job, or by staying with family. Sadness is what people wade through everyday, but keep going. Would you dwell in sadness forever to prevent another from ever being sad, ever being forced to feel physical or emotional pain. I would never sell my happiness for my loved ones.

Also; this isn't justified- But a person's got a right

Human kind is serpentine
Cold, heartless and as acrid as turpentine
Neglecting the world at every turn
Eventually our air, we'll burn.
I decided this is the place for my short
So stand and deliver, what's your retort.

Is this story good?

I'm going to leave out the scene where Daku tries to take control and the ship's 3 A.I.s go HAL on him.
Not that Daku is that aggressive, but the A.I. would probably take back control, and it is unanimously decided, as Daku knows he could never dodge 6 missiles at once.

Do you see any major logical flaws in this story.

A.I. Computational force exceeds core capacityTask change over, primary to secondary
Beta A.I. Now hacking encryption Error: 00X000x1 run-through loop. time to live: 30
Delta 6: Requesting additional forces for primary task "destroy kel'gorain"
A.I. Denied, task completed Set corridor pathing: 010 101 101 111
Beta A.I. Encryption cracking failure Now hacking secondary encryption.

Daku watched the corridor shift open in front of him. Vorteirez on the other hand, was beating on the other exit, when it reverted to the narrow passage. Vorteirez turned back and sprinted, covering the distance of the corridor in seconds, as Daku stepped into what seemed to be a pre-existing mess hall, they caught up with each other.
"This ship is unfriendly" The death-mongrel rasped to Daku.
Daku looked ahead with caution, afraid to see the ship slam down on him like the door on the lieutenant.
"I feel as if the ship may have. . . killed everyone on board" As daku said it it sounded ridiculous to him, but Vorteirez nodded.
They progressed to the front of the ship, passing mounted turret after mounted turret. There were no people to watch them, but the turrets would have no trouble aiming; for daku, the feeling of dread intensified.
He entered the navigation's room and saw all the stations on, but no one present.
"Okay- Someone needs to explain why everyone is playing hide and seek" Daku said aloud in frustration.
Vorteirez began to speak, but the rasp was drowned out by a droning voice from the loudspeakers.
"Welcome aboard prisioner, to the esolai establishment."
"Who- what the **** are you?!" Daku said/shouted, stunned by the sudden burst of noise from the speakers, in contrast to the silence of the ship.
"I am Meitrox, the navigation's A.I."
Daku calmed down significantly, and berated himself for being scared.
"Meitrox- Manifest please"
"There are no holographic projectors aboard this ship"
Daku felt shot down, for some strange reason he wanted to know the profile of the A.I. - and normally the designer picks a form to match it.
"Meitrox, what are your goals in rescuing us"
"Us?" the A.I. answered over the loudspeaker, trying to dodge or circumnavigate a question with another question.
"Me and my friend, Vorteirez" Daku said
A sigh could be heard through the loudspeaker
My intents were to rescue you, and- Capture one of vorteirez' kind. The A.I. answered with brutal honesty.

On board the navumkarim.

"The feedback loop has been destroyed, firing another volley of missiles!" The scientist lined it up and fired four missiles, leaving only 14.
"One missile has struck it's target" The navigation's officer shouted from his station.
"So it dodged three?" The scientist asked
"Yes sir" The officer replied.
"I'm firing six missiles, one of you gaurds, go get the seeking missiles from the armory, and put them in the weapons bin- you know how to do that right?" The scientist asked one of the gaurds closer to his station, the alien nodded.
"Firing dual volleys of three missiles- Get those seekers ready now!" The scientist shouted to the gaurd, who was still standing there for some reason, the gaurd trotted off with great haste.

Onboard the esolai establishement

"The battle has not ended" The ship spins and Daku sees the floor become the ceiling to finally become the wall. "I am dedicating too much processor to communicate to you the effects of this battle"
An explosion rocks the ship, and the loudspeaker adds "There are 6 inbound missiles"
Daku wonders if he had made it this far just to die in mid escape. "Don't you have missiles" He screamed as the ship spun once more, nearly knocking him unconscious with the force of a piece of navigation equipment in free-fall.
Missiles evaded, This ship carries no conventional long range armament.
Daku sighs "Just great"
Vorteirez, who had dutifully remained quiet until this point, felt the need to say.
"Can we just ram them?"

The A.I. paused to consider this plan
A.I. Considering tatical data.
beta A.I. Hacking encryption 45% complete.
Delta 6 A.I. Scanning for surviving droids Unit located serial: 048ie2079irm0- Activate droid

In the armory of the navu'rim - - -
Cleaning droid #48 activated, pinging only one warning to the armory guard before the magnetic graspers were charged enough to yank a bolt rifle off the shelf, but then delta 6 encountered an error, so to speak- Unlike the guns these bots normally used, the bolt rifle did not have an automatic firing control, The guard turned around and his eyes widened. Delta 6 sends a pulse of power to the bot and the magnetic graspers fling the bolt rifle, amplified to nearly hypersonic speeds. Due to the weight of the weapon, and the slight cutting edge, it was able to pass directly through the energy shield with minimal deflection, and sliced right through the composite alloy over layer. The guard was flung back and pinned to the wall, dying only seconds later. Just then the alien from the pilot house just made it to the armory, he saw the bot and spun back around the corner, he was using his survival tactic from the earlier bots, out of sight, out of range. He pulled up the bolt rifle and did a canister count, 6 charged, 2 discharged, 12 unloaded. He poped the two discharged cells out and replaced them; turning the corner and firing a shot, just to see the robot rip the bolt rifle from the wall and his fallen ally. He fired two more shots at it, and he was sure one punched a hole. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up and he tried to tuck back into the alcove just outside the armory, only milliseconds earlier, delta 6 wirelessly transmitted another blast of power, and the bolt rifle blasted out of the armory, nearly goring the front deck gaurd, who was either saved by instinct or sensitivity to wirelessly transferred power. But not immune to panic- He began to truly dread his death. He felt a tug on his bolt rifle, and aimed with it, firing twice.

-Internal processor onboard Unit 048ie2079irm0-
Delta 6 Grasp target, at coordinates 012,320,121
Processor short, cannot compute.
Delta 6 Self destruct
Self destruction in 10
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At 7/28/12 12:44 PM, Deathcon7 wrote:
Exactly the spirit of community I was looking for! Thanks....

Er- You're welcome, I'd like to see writing again in the holiday competitions here at Newgrounds.

At 7/27/12 04:56 PM, Deathcon7 wrote: What's the consensus?

You can do it, and i'll watch- we were left high 'nd dry this robot's day though.

Daku expected someone to greet him as he stepped out of the escape pod, He assumed that if even only ten people were aboard, there would be someone here to meet them.
The deathmongrel, who Daku learned was named Vorteirez when he was human, stepped out of the escape pod.
"Where is everybody" It rasped, used to seeing full battlements on ships. . .
Daku glanced around, it was as if everyone had packed up everything that wasn't 10mm or tied down and then left.
"Hello!" he shouted, only mildly pleased by the echo, it more served to confirm the dead ship.

A.I. Good, the human has helped fulfill the secondary objective: obtain mutant samples. Set corridor pathing: 010 101 101 000 The entire ship did a slight rotation, and the paths of the corridors were switched.

Daku stopped dead in his tracks, the entire ship rumbled and he looked down to the ammo crates he had to walk across, nearly a quarter mile of crates, the ship held more conventional ammunition than some surplus stockpiles.
"What do you think that was?" He asked the death-mongrel, who was padding along with a softened silence.
"Perhaps there is a reason no one was in the cargo bay to see us-" It rasped pausing for breath
"They may all be piloting the ship against the skilled weaponry of the kel'goreains" It finished up, just as they ascended the steps to the main corridor, after a bottleneck the corridors split into two paths.
"Which way should we go, or should we split up" Daku asked
"We should perhaps split up, but it could- be a trap" The death-mongrel said after much effort.
Daku could see no reason to come this far to get trapped, so he took the left passage and Vorteirez, the right.

A.I. perfect. Set corridor pathing: 000 101 101 000
Begin sample collection.

Daku and Vorteirez were both unsurprised when the corridor behind them closed off with the same rumble they felt earlier, only slightly amplified, but Vorteirez was surprised when a robot with a syringe stuck him and drew blood.

On the Navumkarim (Unheld fear)
A pulse grenade skittered into a small crowd of droids, and the two minigun bots that were laying siege to the pilot-house, the two remaining death mongrels moved in and tore the arms off the minigun bots, throwing the droids around but doing no real damage to them. A few unaffected bots opened fire, and it became apparent how resistant to bullets death-mongrels were not.

The captain, given the pretense of the humans ridiculousness of a challenge, had removed his armor, which he now took the time to don once more. The red underlayer tightened over his fur, creating it's own armor effect, coupled with alloy plates, and energy shielding, his armor embodied the power of his people. "If we remove the bots from this vessel and destroy that enemy ship-" He paused turning to his replacement as captain while he preformed security duties of shipmaster. "Then we can unhack our vessel" He glanced at the scientist, who was already working on the task "And perhaps reclaim some of our people's dashed pride, for being bested by one lowly human" The rest of the troops hated the end of the speech, but understood the point- No battle is entirely pointless, as long as one side, their side, came out on top. The weapons cabin of the pilot house had long since been raided, bolt rifles reloaded, explosive charge canisters made available, After a quick weapons check, the second in command looked at him, displaying none of the regular cowardice.
"Klephum Sertotum" (Let's do this ****.)
He was the first soldier out of the door, followed by the shipmaster, then the regular troops. By the time the regular troops made it into the hall, all the active bots were destroyed, and the second in command was dispatching bots that had been felled from the e.m.p. grenade.

Back in the pilot house
"What can we do to help you unhack this ship" A grunt asked the scientist, who was tampering with an encrypted firewall schematic.
"You can leave me to my task. . . An encryption would only buy time, I need something no computer can bypass"
The scientist stared at the lockout prompt, and he decided on a simple solution, send a feedback loop on all hacking attempts on the encryption back to the computer from which it was routed, therein he could make a simple encryption last twice as long.

Onboard the Esolai establishement, a corrupted A.I. begins to play "hack the encryption"

At 6/21/12 10:38 PM, SolidToad wrote: "Hey, SolidToad's boss started timing bathroom breaks, and if I have to, I will too. Go tell your friend down there that you have : to get back to work."

Self story reference, you're awesome; but what workplace jew times bathroom breaks.

At 7/27/12 06:11 AM, Fluffychickens wrote: watching the very back row slide into space

Back row of 10mm ammo cases, my bad.

A ship that appears to be dead in space, suddenly cuts 100 degrees to the left, a spin that dodged the trajectories of all four missiles. As the ship with no life forms approached even closer the scientist on the weapons console aboard the navumkarim, started to lose his nerve.
"These robots are miraculously well controlled, all four missiles were dodged by the main ship, over half of our encryption tag has been decoded-" the scientist muttered, casting a dark light over the situation, then adding. "The emp is charged to fire again, we have 20 missiles remaining."
The captain took a draw from the oxygen tank, and looked to the scientist. "Fire two more missiles, and send the e.m.p. directly afterwards"
It was a process as simple as hitting three buttons, and it was done.
-Back on the esolai establishment-
A.I. E.m.p flux capacitor is charging, emp pulse firing, incoming missile
-delta 6- rebooting combat droids.
Beta A.I. Hacking encryption tag
A.I. Set new secondary task, evade incoming missiles- reboot
-delta 6- reboot.
_-*second emp*-_
Beta A.I. Reactivating combat drones, evading incoming missiles.

On the navumkarim, they were working on the problem in the eye of a storm, the next emp could take minutes to charge, and somehow the machines were already recovering from what should be computationally fatal blows, the scientist could read the reactivation lights coming from the bots, a blinking red light on the ocular sensors. The captain cursed, trying to comprehend how the computer controlled ship dodged missile in the midst of an e.m.p.
"The missiles have been dodged"
The scientist paused, confusion was as plain as day in his next words
"Wha- How?!"
The captain looked to his soldiers, the ones that were still alive under his command- And decided to give a small speech.
"My fellow soldiers and brothers at arms, I had expected to die in the great combat, but to be gunned down by robots is a fate that cannot be bearable, we must fight untill we breathe our last gurgled rasps- because" He paused trying to think of better words to say next, he couldn't find any "That's probably exactly what shall become of us"
The scientist looked up at him
"How melodramtic sir- me and my beasts fight to kill, not to live."
The scientist took out a pulse grenade. "I'm going to use this when they enter the room, the unexpected emp should disrupt the bots. . . and if it doesn't. . . just like the past, it will still shut them down so we can smash them to gears."
The soldiers liked the plan, and the captain did too, in all honesty- but then he remembered.
"What about the ghost ship" He said, pointing out the robot's here although fatal, were the least of their worries.

After walking the entirety of the ship Daku began to feel light headed Curses, i should have brought another air tank out with me to look around He began to go back to the bunk house, passing by the pilot house door and several now deactivated bots That's the problem with robots he thought The availablity of e.m.p.s make the need for sheilded electronics.
No sooner than he could finish that thought, all the robots began running reactivation diagnostics. . . as if something had just commanded them all in unison to reboot.
"Creepy, like they run themselves, and just shutdown during e.m.p.s" He said aloud, watching several dignostic prompts being answered as soon as they flashed on screen.

His air canister ran out thirty feet from the bunkhouse, the door was jammed open by something in the top corner of the door blocking hydraulic action. He entered calmly without pausing and opened the supply closet which had contained four air tanks, only two sat there now Who took the other one, and where? He noted the question and stepped into the corridor, simply venting the tank for his next breath while he fumbled with the respirator system. The action drew unwanted attention, the hissing sound was responded to with a roar and Daku turned around
"Oh holy ****"

Standing in front of him now, was a death mongrel that had survived in a crate and vented it's own air tank. He remembered very vividly at this point dropping the "awkward to handle" bolt rifle. He took a step back, and it took a step forward, but didn't attack.
As calmly as possible, because he knew how important that was, Daku said.
"I am scared ****less right now."
The death-mongrel stared, but still made no other moves.
"How are you?" Daku asked in the same calm tone.
The death-mongrel rasped "Kill me"
Daku stared at it. . . finally replying "With what, you're built like a tank"
It rasped, " I was once like you. . . the serum, it morphs humans alone "
Daku didn't stop staring but replied "So, you were a human, but your not now, and that makes you wanna die?"
The death-mongrel stared at him and raised a paw as if to not say "choose your next words"
Daku looked around "Well, i mean, I got captured too- but i'm sure there's some way to reverse it, human technology is superior in enhancement serums"
It didn't strike him down which he took to be a good sign.
"There's a ship attacking this ship, I don't know how many, but enough to run 12 bots, so probably a crew from 5 to 15- None of the robots have attacked at me, and I'd say if we can make it back to an inner colony, a medical technician could reverse your condition." The death mongrel just stared.
"Or you could stay, if you decided to- I don't know, how you're feeling right now"
Daku just started backing up slowly and the death mongrel walked into one of the breaching pods and sat down, daku followed him into the pod and sealed it again
"How long ago were you captured" Daku asked, taking a 10mm pistol and 125 rounds from the weapons locker.
"Three hundred fifty years ago" It rasped.
Daku was stunned- for once, he became the silent one.
He stepped past the mongrel and launched the reverse drilling procedure, pushing the pod out of the enemy ship, he ran the trajectory for returning to the ship as navigation points, and attempted to visit the esolai establishment.

AI: rebooted Scanning for tatical data
Beta A.I. Combat droids online, transferring movement control
-delta 6- Movement controls accepted, incoming escape pod.

The A.I. noticed at the same time, and went to launch the protocols to open the pod bay.
Error: door jam
The A.I. settled for opening the cargo bay, watching the very back row slide into space, watching the cameras at the same time.

-In the pod-
"I'm not sure it can be reversed, with how old you would become"
"I would be happier knowing I never serve them again" It added.
Silence was the only thing he could say, they were brutal people, he thought; and then checked the tac-map.
"They opened the cargo bay, not the pod bay, how odd."
"One is as good as another. . . I want out of here." The deathmongrel replied in a rasp.
They landed in the cargo bay beside a blocky mountain of ammo crates, and the bay doors closed.

On the navumkarim
Robots began scooping up weapons once more as the minigun bots attempted to blast down the blast doors.
Within the scientist was watching the encryption key failing. "When the ship gets hacked through this key, the door will likely be the first point of failure. . . we should use this grenade on the minigun bots, and send in the death mongrels. The death mongrels looked around as if to call them all weak. With an audible pop four things happened at once.

The encryption key was broken, the ship was hacked, the electrical buffer was shorted out, and the blast door came up, the minigun bots, who were opening fire anyway, began to spray shells into the pilot house.
Watching the carnage, the rogue A.I. couldn't stifle the pride of a completed mission.

At 7/25/12 03:28 PM, Fluffychickens wrote:
1) On ms-word in windows 7 it is now the down arrow below paste, now called paste special, Un-formatted text
(If you do this you need to copy your entire story, paste it down somewhere as unformatted, then re-copy it in its unformatted state, to then finally paste to newgrounds)
2) on ms-word in XP it is accessed from the edit menu, paste special, unformatted text.

If you chose to do neither of these you can expect all symbols (Apostrophe, comma, quotes) to turn into Ã'§hi-
Also there's some oddity in unformatting text with line breaks, so if you want it to look pretty- well, good luck with that.

Also important is newground's paste as plain text option. . . Essentially unformatting it as you paste, but i'm not sure if it even works.