42 Forum Posts by "MAQcreations"
I live in Christchurch and now, at about 40 hours AFTER the first earthquake we are still having major tremors. There have been over 30 major aftershocks and well over 70 in total. This is the last 24 hours in case your interested Link.
The news is saying the aftershocks could last a week...That would really piss me off. I can hardly sleep without being woken at least a couple of times in the night. Not fun.
yea well my country said fk' it and now the lowest coin we have is a 10 cent piece.
At 4/1/10 01:12 AM, MAQcreations wrote:
lol April fools ruined it
wow what happened there?
At 4/1/10 12:41 AM, DM692 wrote: Saloon, as in bar, huh? Well, here goes.
I push the doors apart,
I feel it in my heart
This is where I belong
I've know it from the start
A part of me,
Just as much as my hair or teeth,
It's changed my life
And I know its story underneath
I've always heard the sound
Of sadness being drowned
I've heard mysteries unfold,
I've heard great stories told
This place will live on,
Even after it's gone
A place full of memories
And boundless amities
It's short and it's not really all that good, but I can't think of anything for this topic :(%u2248%u2248%u2248
lol April fools ruined it
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yea we New Zealanders can smash every single country to the ground including the USA. You just can't see our massive Air force/Navy/Army because we haven't had a chance to use them yet.
On a more truthful note we invented trench warfare, jet packs and we split the atom first so theres our military call to fame.
HE QUIK BRON FO JUPED OER HE LA DOG
Microsoft wired keyboard 600
At 2/14/10 02:23 AM, Twilight wrote: Did you join?
no, got rid of facebook ages ago. I don't like the principal's changes though.
At 2/14/10 02:18 AM, drknes wrote: I love the fact that he thinks the students are stupid that they don't know what they are say is open to the public he must be new to the internet and not understand how it works.
What me?
At 2/14/10 02:17 AM, Gobblemeister wrote: Didn't you already post this?
yea in another topic but i thought it needed its own one.
I can't believe this
(happened at my school)
Be Careful what u say on the internet.
yea well maybe writing on the bathroom wall is better
(stories from my school)
"What we've seen is, at least, the al Qaeda explosives competence, while they are visionary with their devices, they're not terribly competent with actually being able to get something to detonate," Johnson said.
Quote in article made me laugh so hard.
At 1/27/10 06:39 PM, Josh-B wrote:At 1/27/10 06:28 PM, HeroDan wrote:The next person will continue from where he wants. I'm so proud of you guys for keeping this story going. :'-)At 1/27/10 06:23 PM, JKMonkey wrote:Oh crap. Im sorry. Should have checked first What shall we do?
i know its fun
t this point, Robert had enough of it, he was done mourning, he was done regretting, but more than anything he was done with being Gustav's bitch.
"bastard kills my brother, ruins my career, and to top it all off: he stole my smokes.
this son of a bitch is dead."
Applauses were heard, and Robert turned to see who it was. It was Gustav, and right by his side, the mutated, blood curling version of Jason.
"adorable, simply adorable Robbie, looks like the "cancer sticks" haven't taken too much of your vigor."
"Gustav, you're fucking dead." said Robert, with great anger in his heart.
"you seem to be confused, Gustav is dead."
"than who are you? are you the artist formally known as Gustav?"
The Shadowy, now unnamed figure let out a laugh.
"you always were the funny one in the house, brother."
"NO!" Robert yelled in denial. "Explain Jason's body there then?"
"You see brother, Gustav is in my decimated body."
"You don't mean?" Robert stuttered.
"Yes. He had discovered how to switch most of a persons mind into another vessel. Obviously, being a raw, unrefined practise, I retain some of his original goals. Such as killing you for betraying him." He then chuckled. "Gustav, kill."
What was now Gustav lunged at Robert. Robert tried to dodge, but he was too late. Gustav was now on top of him, with the face of Jason still on. Seeing what had happened to his brother, Robert couldn't take it anymore, and let tears flow through his sides.
"J-Jason!" shouted Robert "you have to stop this! you have to fight Gustav's Influence!"
Jason let out another laugh.
"oh little brother, if i really still cared even the slightest bit about you don't you think i would've already stopped trying to kill you by now?"
Robert was left speechless, his brother, whom he had done nothing but love all his life, looked him straight in the eyes and told him he didn't love him back.
"you could've turned away, refused to fund Gustav's project, but instead you put the tools in his hands that made me a monster. to be quite frank, the Jason part of me resents you just as much as the Gustav part."
Pushing Gustav off of himself, Robert quickly stood up. "You're wrong!" Robert exclaimed, "Even though Jason an I have had our tussles, he would never resent me! He's my brother, and always will be! We're family, and that means we love each other no matter what!" spat Robert, "but I guess something like that is too much for Gustav to understand..." Robert said bitterly as he gazed as at Gustav.
However, Robert didn't get to look too long. Suddenly he heard a Military helicopter fly by. He quickly ducked as a torrent of bullets fell down from the heavens. Quickly saying, "Damn.", he ran as fast he could away from Gustav. When Robert got to an old abandoned workshop he looked back at his former brother.
wow i left to go to sleep and then i come on to see how much this story has progressed. WOW man it has progressed
one thing on Dan's posts of the whole story I can't see where the flashback ends.
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]
FIXED?
I think it starts a new paragraph at "Then, all of..."
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.
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.
something like this is what makes this forum fun!
At 1/27/10 12:17 AM, TrevorW wrote:At 1/27/10 12:16 AM, flipboi117 wrote: I don't have a problem with writing in general, but I figured I should share this with you all...Poetry made my life complete.
POETRY RUINED MY LIFE.
I REALLY don't like poetry.
NEW RULE:
check to see if anyone has posted before you hit Post it!
That will fix some problems
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. However, Robert, Being the genius that he is, found a way to escape. He quickly reached for the greatest weapon of all.
Bio ya too late. Sorry
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.
At 1/26/10 11:50 PM, TrevorW wrote:At 1/26/10 11:47 PM, MAQcreations wrote: good idea, I came to the writing forum for that very reason.Now now! You have to post an idea if you want this to work. Don't be shy!
I mean I have writers block and can't think of anything.
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.
good idea, I came to the writing forum for that very reason.
At 1/10/10 11:00 PM, JeremyLokken wrote: They also own ABC Television.
and a town
yep stand by me is an amazing movie
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