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Robert had decided to step out of his house for a moment. The weather was extremely muggy and stepping out into the stiff air made it hard to breath at first. The damp air soon flooded into his lungs, as he wearily dragged his feet down the road. Realizing he forgot his smokes, the very reason why he went outside, he turned around and started to walk back into his house and retrieve them. only to see a man hidden in the shadows clad in a Fedora Hat and a Trench coat was stranding there, waiting for him. The man carried a breifcase and held his smokes in his hand, he had a smirk on his face.

"you really though you could us from us, didn't you Robbie?" said the shadowy figure.
Robert panicked, he had known the man for a while, but never thought hed come all the way just to get him. Quickly he tried to run back into his house only for the man to grab him on the pants and start to unbuckle his belt. Five minutes later, he was locked in his room and the door creaked as a man screamed.Robert was completely naked, and the man had been torturing him for over an hour. As Kanye West's butchering of Daft Punk's Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger began again for the hundredth or so time through the speakers (The man's ingenious torture device), Robert blissfully fell into a deep coma. When he came to, the shadowy figure was holding the greatest torture device the world has ever known.

The tickle me Elmo doll that he clutched in his hands brought upon a flash of pure terror into Robert's soul. Immediately, Robert's body unwillingly went into a shock, as the shadowy figure snickered at his convulsing body. As he lay on the rough dark blue carpet, Robert tried to remember the reason why the shadowy figure would torture him in this inhumane way. Suddenly, Robert remembered last Tuesday when he was at the grocery store. Don't buy any old Canadian booze.

As dread trickled into him just as the musty gin previously had, he had an idea! He darted at a rather large plank of wood sitting in the corner of the room. He knew what he had to do. As Robert reached the plank, he noticed that one end had a rather rusty looking nail sticking out of it. "Perfect", he said with a huge grin on his tear stricken face. He chuckled, "It reminds me of myself as a level 18 Newgrounder. Anyways...". Robert lunged forward with his weapon and struck his foe on the side of his face, spouting blood everywhere.

Then, all of the sudden, the blood spewing figure had turned into smoke as a voice came over an intercom installed in the room, "Now now Robby, you didn't think it would be that easy, did you? No. Were going to have fun Robby. Oh, yes. We will have fun because of what you did to me.", the figures' voice over the intercom faded away with his maddening laughter as Robby all of the sudden remembered what he had tried to suppress out of his memory all of his life, what he did to the shadowy figure.

[Flash Back]

The year is 1984, we see a vision of Robert as a young man at the peak of the human physical condition, a time when a man could offer him a cigerrete and his response would be "get those Cancer sticks out of my face, douchebag." indeed, Robert is the very essence of a hot blooded American male. He is about to go to a bar to met a friend, when suddenly a man in a large trenchcoat, bald, and with several scars on his face appears. He speaks:

Going to bed now. By tomorrow at 6:00 pm ill check if someone has put in their name or well.... anything to see if someone would like to be in the story. Remember, just write your name and gender, and if yous like, a little description of what you look like. Sorry, i choose character traits.

At 1/26/10 10:57 PM, shabbo wrote:

At 1/26/10 10:56 PM, blue-ice-cube wrote: You need to make moar!

This!

This again! But including me!

Robert had decided to step out of his house for a moment. The weather was extremely muggy and stepping out into the stiff air made it hard to breath at first. The damp air soon flooded into his lungs, as he wearily dragged his feet down the road. Realizing he forgot his smokes, the very reason why he went outside, he turned around and started to walk back into his house and retrieve them. only to see a man hidden in the shadows clad in a Fedora Hat and a Trench coat was stranding there, waiting for him. The man carried a breifcase and held his smokes in his hand, he had a smirk on his face.

"you really though you could us from us, didn't you Robbie?" said the shadowy figure.

Robert panicked, he had known the man for a while, but never thought hed come all the way just to get him. Quickly he tried to run back into his house only for the man to grab him on the pants and start to unbuckle his belt. Five minutes later, he was locked in his room and the door creaked as a man screamed.Robert was completely naked, and the man had been torturing him for over an hour.

At 1/26/10 09:52 PM, Little-Eise wrote: A bunch of stuff

This really help man, but this part is not really important. It just serves as a little prologue for just 1 other scene later. Ill try to rewrite it though, to make it a little more like you said so, since i liked it.

I know what you're thinking - "Did he fire six shots or only five?" Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement, I've kinda lost track myself. But, being this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world and would blow your head clean off, you've got to ask yourself one question: "Do I feel lucky?" Well, do ya, punk?

Looks cool, i really like futuristic like stories. Can i be in it?

Its a story I was currently writing on my blog, but I decided its better if I post it here, i will probably get more attention

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Dead Rush Prologue

I was running for my life, wishing I had never been involved with this. I kept running and running around the lab until my body dropped. I used the last of my strength to enter the nearest room and locked the door. I had been running non-stop for almost 3 hours, and my body hurt like hell. I looked around to check if any had followed me. My SWAT clothes were very uncomfortable, since they were dripping with sweat and blood. I had taken out as many of those bastards as I could.

-This wasn't supposed to happen!-I thought- This was only an experiment, they told us, but now all the scientists and my squad are dead!-

As I was trying to recover from all the running, I heard a loud thump on the door. They had followed me all the way here. I grabbed my shotgun from the shelf, and prepared myself for a last stand against them. I only had only armed myself with 12 more shotgun rounds and a military knife. The odds were against me, but I was going to fight till the very end. They broke through the door, and I started shooting like there was no tomorrow. Flesh and blood was flying around everywhere. Thank God there were only about 30 of them. I managed to take about 15 of them with the shotgun, and as soon as it had run out of bullets, I used the knife to kill the rest of them. It was hard to kill them, since they were only affected by electricity or damage to the brain. I will always remember their eyes, those ruby-red eyes, and that horrific marble-white skin. I eventually finished off the last one, and I sat down around all the lifeless bodies around me. My body still ached, but there was a pain that stood out from all, that came from the back of my leg. I had supposed it was a bruise or something. I rolled up my pants and was in shock when I saw it. A bite mark. I ran the hell out of the room and to the exit of the lab. I kept running until I saw a disco nearby. I felt weak, at the border of death, but I supposed someone in there could help me. Then, I walked in and saw a beautiful, voluptuous woman at the stand getting a drink. But before I could reach her, or before anybody could see me, I died. And then came back to life.

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I already have chapter 1 done, bit i need a few characters If yous like to be in the story, tell me your first and last name, then gender. If not enough people post a character, ill have to make them up.

Robert had decided to step out of his house for a moment. The weather was extremely muggy and stepping out into the stiff air made it hard to breath at first. The damp air soon flooded into his lungs, as he wearily dragged his feet down the road. Realizing he forgot his smokes, the very reason why he went outside, he turned around and started to walk back into his house and retrieve them. only to see a man hidden in the shadows clad in a Fedora Hat and a Trench coat was stranding there, waiting for him. The man carried a breifcase and held his smokes in his hand, he had a smirk on his face.

"you really though you could us from us, didn't you Robbie?" said the shadowy figure.

Robert panicked, he had known the man for a while, but never thought hed come all the way just to get him.

Mayeb its time to put him to sleep. Hes old, fat, and useless. Like Ron Jeremy

At 1/25/10 10:49 PM, HighWayStar365 wrote: I could have sworn that there was already a NG Gym...

You should read before posting . He said there already was, but since they weren't as popularor exciting, he made a new one.

By the way, does anyone recommend any special training for bicep for a 14. year old?

My daily routine is to run 20 minutes nonstop without lowering speed, do 100 push ups( ech 20 i have a little break), do 100 abs(every 50 a rest). Do you think this is bad fr a 14-year old kid?

At 1/24/10 11:18 PM, Luis wrote:

At 1/24/10 11:11 PM, HeroDan wrote: So you tripped over, and you didn't see you had tripped over a fucking electric cord? Sure everybody can trip on it, but couldn't you have at least REPLUGGED it before walking away???

It was dark outside. I'm new give me a break.

Also heres a diagram so you can see.

If you're new then you should be more careful. You couldn't bother yourself to look at what the stringy thing that was near the end of the building connecting to the strange building(probably some kind of power room) was?

At 1/24/10 11:08 PM, Luis wrote:

At 1/24/10 11:03 PM, HeroDan wrote:

At 1/24/10 11:02 PM, Luis wrote: just woke up from my siesta. sorry tom

Nice going. Im still not sure what the fuck happened Luis. What did you do? What happened?

theres this power cord right outside the office. i was walking back for a smoke and i tripped over it... and i guess it unplugged. A few angry txt msgs later, Tim plugged it back and the site came back on. In a nutshell.

So you tripped over, and you didn't see you had tripped over a fucking electric cord? Sure everybody can trip on it, but couldn't you have at least REPLUGGED it before walking away???

At 1/24/10 11:02 PM, Luis wrote: just woke up from my siesta. sorry tom

Nice going. Im still not sure what the fuck happened Luis. What did you do? What happened?

Just now after NewGrounds was down( i fucking cried goddammit) the first thing that came to mind was that the chat was up. Apparently, it is just having its finishing touches, so we will be expecting the chat soon!

Here you can discuss your hopes for the beautiful future NG Chat!

Seriously though what he fuck just happened? Was Luis added to the NG St6aff board thingy?

I cried till my eyeballs hurt

It depends on post count AND level. If you see a level 2 with 100 posts, you probably think epic noob. But if he's level 2 and has 12,000 posts (Luis) then you'll respect him more. I sincerely don't care a lot about sign up date, whats the point of being an 01 user and being level 3?

Italian and Spanish aren't that much of different languages. It shouldn't be hard to learn either Italian or French .

I don't have a girlfriend yet, im not incredibly handsome, but im not ugly. I guess im just waiting for someone to take me for who i am :)

My parents are EPIC Christians... if hed really completely caught me masturbating, hed probably torture my dick. And there are several ways to do that :(

At 1/24/10 07:51 PM, wtflolnoob wrote:
Parents are usually good about masturbation, unless they're some baptist cunts.

I am so incredibly fucked.

For some reason, i always need to put either my left or right leg to the level of my head. I just feel more comfortable.

For some reason, i always need to put either my left or right leg to the level of my head. I just feel more comfortable.

I was on NewGrounds, when i suddenly had the urge to masturbate. I turned up redtube and started fapping away. I had the earphones on, low enough for me to hear someone opening the door. Mydad abruptly entered the room, fortunately i had time to hide my boner under my pants and to close the screen. He asked me to take the dog out later since he was going to the supermarket. Seeing how i was sweaty and startled, he asked me what i was doing. I told him that nothing. He got suspicious and got around the computer. I only had Limewire and facebook. Even though he still looked suspicious. he went to the supermarket. I'm now so scared, Im about to shit bricks. Im pretty sure he smelled the sperm around. What explanation do i give him? Do i tell him the truth? Help...

Hes a 2000 who has followed NewGrounds and helped make some of its greatest flash. I also think he has helped programmed some stuff over the years. So stop being such a little shit asking who is Luis, because in any case or world, you will never be a better NGer than him.

Havent heard it yet. Tom goes TV now Radio.... isnt that goin down?

At 1/24/10 05:22 PM, Life-Stream wrote:

At 1/24/10 02:10 PM, HeroDan wrote: Again, reposting, because apparently all of the sig makers have stopped sig making.
I would like a sig like STEMS or Twilights.

Hope this looks good enough. Also, props to jackAtack for the mini-tut on the text. Good man.

THANK YOU LIFESTREAM. HeroDan is happy noa :) Ill be sure to add your name :D

Again, reposting, because apparently all of the sig makers have stopped sig making.
I would like a sig like STEMS or Twilights. Color cant be green yellow or light blue, since theyre all taken. It must simply say HeroDan, and with a sword instead of the bancrab/woman/man. And inlittle words beside it, I want it to say The Hero. This is the last time i request it, so please help me NG.

Its your ye olde computah. My inbox is completely fine, no freezing or anything. Although if this happens on other computewrs, i suggest you contact one of the admins for help.