Monster Racer Rush
Select between 5 monster racers, upgrade your monster skill and win the competition!
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Build most powerful forces, unleash hordes of monster and control your soldiers!
3.80 / 5.00 4,200 ViewsI posted in the poem battles :)
Excellent job Tom with CC being 6th and, actually the poop was 4th best :))))
I'm a poet. But I'm not sure what's going on. But I'D LOVE ANYONE TO CHALLENGE ME TO MAKE ANYTHING ABOUT ANYONE, in poem form.
XD
lol is that what's going on here?
I challenge somebody to challenge me in a poem, to be specific about how I am challenged and to use metaphors galore :)
YEEE!
RB
At 2/14/10 06:44 PM, Bluenile wrote: I agree. Your execution could have been a little better. Your message is true to life, sometimes I wish everyone thought like you. Your beginning was excellent, but I believe the the discription of the mountains and town need to be more intimate and personal.
A very good story though.
I want to thank you both. I am condensing as I see fit.
I think I understand. Really :)
I'll post a redux when I get it :)
At 2/13/10 05:51 PM, Dubbi wrote: It was pretty good, the idea was very interesting and the descriptions were elaborate, but I thought the execution could have been stronger. The story was a bit incoherent and I had trouble following along at times, but this story has potential and I will read the following chapters. :)
Thank you very much appreciated. How could it be stronger? A line of text maybe? And where is Incoherence?
I really appreciate your time :))))))
Hey guys. I'm in Creative writing class in college. I'm working on a short story, and I figure all feedback is good feedback. So here is 1/3 of it. Please give me any feedback, but tyr to avoid telling me how you felt about grammar and spelling, cause that will come last, and mostly tell me what you got out of it.
Most important, whatever you say just be honest :)
Ricky Brown
Procrastination.
I can see the Earth now. It looks like it's floating a million miles away from me. Although, I can't be sure because I never pay attention in science class. But, Earth is, to me, about the size of a basket ball. It's such a beautiful, round, colorful image. Floating and turning away without anything to bother it. It's home to a vast inhabitance that live, more than just humans who never think twice about its presence and only about their lives on it. This makes me think of how cold earth is. And how, if the sun stops shining upon it, the living will die. And yet this thought will be taken for granted everyday and must be or else people may not live to their fullest.
I wish to stop thinking about this. There is so much to know and understand, and I have no time, mindset, or way to do so. So I'm going back to Earth.
Back on Earth I'm sitting in an expansive meadow under the sky, which is a deep ocean blue because the sun is just barely beginning its climb over the mountains surrounding the vast patch of grass where in lays my home. It's another cold morning becoming the beginning to another warm day. And like any other day, the sun is on its usual path, showing its rays like a loving sage treading the planet nourishing it with care. So wide are the rays that they touch entire sides of Earth, yet they walk softly on grass fields, over flowers, on hill tops, and cast shadows over the land- representations of life forms reaching towards the live giving sun suspended on the ground of their home. Gently, the rays lie over the planet's surface, giving warmth, then the land comes alive; the sun is on its way, and the morning frost meets with the morning sun's brilliance, which is ever helpful and energizing. Now the frost, as if to music, begins to move, with love, and each particle of its being is transformed to a more fluid substance that can express its joy: Water.
And now gravity takes glee in its part of life as its relentless tug brings the water droplets crashing towards earth, in splashes the earth feels all over itself while the morning begins. These droplets are only seen by the tiniest of creatures that walk the dirt by each petal of each flower and blossom, leaf and twig. But the droplets to them are rain storms. The drops are the size of most of their bodies.
And today, as I lay in my bed , inhaling deeply through my snout and exhaling softly without a care, in my room with sweat stained clothing loitering on the floor and homework in piles next to my bed with only a name printed on the top of my papers, I will soon wake and go under the sun rays that will gently caress me with warmth, while I'm tugged down by gravity, as I go through my day like water in a stream following it's path- though my stream will be a stream of consciousness. Because no matter what I believe or trick myself to think is true, time, no matter how its pace, seemingly, is always truly in control, on the move, consistent, and deciding my life for me. My alarm shook and buzzed.
. . .
I live in a small mountain town, rich with lushes greenery, mountains in the distance that are viewed on all sides. Only a few roads connect a secluded block of homes, where mine lies surrounded by a vast meadow. My house is about a mile away from my school and all that divided my way to it was a small neighborhood of houses and one long slab of pavement. The big mountains surrounding the town can be seen, at any point of my walk, in the distance.
My alarm was still buzzing! Now I heard my alarm in my mind! To power my body, my brain had yet to go to work. An impulse- a shock-wave, I couldn't feel, ran into my arm. It was as if the arm moved by thought alone, lifted, and it fell precisely on the snooze button of my alarm. And then, Paramnesia; again and again I heard this loud buzz and I thought of waking up. The feeling of getting up in the morning was like being dropped into the bottom of the ocean and struggling to swim to the top. I moved sluggishly toward my bathroom and turned on the shower water. I was at the top ocean surface now.
super smash is teh best
At 2/10/10 08:32 PM, k6ka wrote: People say I talk to myself a lot.
My teacher says that's a sign of intelligence.
YAY!
I used to do this more, and I still do it a little. It isn't a sign of intelligence, in my opinion. But if your teacher said the above to you, then she must think you're intelligent :)
At 2/10/10 11:10 AM, Keith wrote: I have long legs so I sit like a girl sometimes and it's comfortable.
I do this too. I love the way it feels, and I will never stop doing it or loving it. NO WAY! XD
However, my weirdest habit might be my fickle attitude towards anything I put my heart into. I highly develop a skill and then abandon it within a year or two. I was once really strong into Acting/Singing/Dancing (like Ballet and Jazz) and I even wanted to be on Broadway then, Video Games, Magic The Gathering, No Limit Texas Hold em. And as a youth I loved Smoking Weed, and believe me! I developed it like a skill, I could rip a fatter bong than most, and I was a skinny dude back then.
I may not have been "the best" at of the above hobbies, but I did fall passionately in love with each only to move on to the other.
Nowadays, I am a Professional Bus driver, and I am already moving on from doing that to getting my English Degree so I can teach English. Obviously I can still drive and go to school, but I am putting WAY more emphasis into school- 22 units.
But I sometimes wish I still had the same passion I once had for driving: In my time, as a bus driver, I've had zero on road accidents and was the runner up to a poll taken by the city for "best driver."
Its kinda funy too menshun thes butt IMA gonna become a majored in Inglish end mack al poople lauf
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love it
Nice job all. I can't wait to see the NG tank awards
Dude nice picture of Luis in his teens!
I wonder when he'll be on the staff page too.
At 2/4/10 12:13 AM, ikool wrote:At 2/3/10 10:04 PM, omegared wrote:Why can't we all share the Luis?At 2/3/10 03:35 AM, drknes wrote:Hey dude, back off mah man!At 2/3/10 03:31 AM, robin1232 wrote: are you Luis' gay lover?Nope that's me.
Lets all pimp Luis.
At 2/3/10 10:11 PM, Luis wrote: Please keep in mind this is a very large event and you'll likely run into people you may not totally get along with and some you may. Get over it and move on.
Will you be attending? Because I don't like you.
At 2/3/10 03:35 AM, drknes wrote:At 2/3/10 03:31 AM, robin1232 wrote: are you Luis' gay lover?Nope that's me.
Hey dude, back off mah man!
I didn't know they couldn't vote. I figured that they'd like to vote every now and then. Sometimes, I see flashes that make me laugh so hard my fingers can't help but five them; it's impossible. Seriously, my body just can't be stopped!
LOL! I bet Luis is pimp, secretly ;)
Will he start leveling up his profile now that he no longer has the lolipop icon? Is NG doomed to forever have him on their staff? Will anyone have any other interesting questions?
I like Fame.
Please Have Josh do his bill cosby impression anyway! I'll see if I can do morgan freemon lol. I have to practice a bit.
I can do a johnny Utah impreesion, that would be funnier cause he's not even black!
I can say: MORGAN FREEMAN! OH MY GOD! I LOVE THE SHIT OUT OF YOU! and then I can act like Johnny Utah having an Orgasim.
It will be funny, really. Not gay, though I don't care what all you fag haters think!
Anyone else miss ZekeySpaceyLizard? I do! And I'm pretty sure I didn't even spell his user name right.
Well that's sounds like a fine ide- WAIT A MINUTE! YOU TRICKED ME!
I HATE EVERYTHING EXCEPT MONEY!
... Google is awesome man, 1 mil. :)
I got a digg account, number1dick, just to help the cause.\\
Lets see those winter flash off winners and the best of 09!
:))))
I gave Cleopatra the two day orgasim. It says on that site some where, promise.
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happy 2mil! It was at 160,000 like a few months ago :p
COngratz all! Can't wait to see the christmas winners!
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At 12/29/09 06:33 PM, omegared wrote: Today I took my dog for a walk. I went to a meadow covered in snow. The snow was not very deep
LOL now I'm like a spammer, except I'm one who actually writes the shit he spams instead of stealing it from Wikipedia.
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Today I took my dog for a walk. I went to a meadow covered in snow. The snow was not very deep but it was about a foot high in some parts, and in order to avoid sinking into patches, I had to walk along a path that was stomped in by other people's constant use prior. I took my dog along for about a mile. The path had a few turns and made a giant L the swiveled off into an S. It was cold, and although my dog had no trouble going off the trail, I would have sunk it big patches of snow and had lots of powder dip into my shoes and dampen my socks.
On the way back I was very tired and I began to walk faster and pay less attention to the path. I walked off into patches and felt my feet sink and I got colder and I found that although the path was longer, it was worth it's length, less I'd be frozen footed. I thought, if I wanted to make my own path I would have to prepare more, by using snow shoes, by trudging through a different route many times, or by taking a route that others would follow me into because that would level the snow.
I realized that the path had symbolism. If the people who created it had walked in a direction that I found more pleasing then I would have had an easy time in the first place, but they didn't. The Symbolism is that one way through difficulty is often created by those who walk it first and create a path for others to follow through.
Look at the way we live our lives today. On every corner there is a fast food restaurant, big businesses have all the money and weave it out to us for unreasonable amounts of effort, and religion is a focal point in many people's lives, a crutch for them to keep optimistic of the struggle that is life- which without religion may seem worthless.
It all started from that one being who took his path way through the hardship and made a way for others to follow. Whether it was Roy Crock (McDonalds), who supplies the world with an answer to hunger; Our founding fathers of America, who made it possible for one to employee others; Jesus Christ, who said I am the way the truth and the life (like Osiris), all had one thing in common. They went through a struggle before some one else, and succeeded.