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" Just like liquor stores, mailboxes, and payphones, whenever you need them they are impossible to find" -Piebald.
"Life is what happens while you're making plans"- Also Piebald. Thirdly and most importantly" That's me on the beachside combing the sand, metal meter in my hand. Sporting a pocket full of change. That's me on the street with a violin under my chin, playing with a grin. Singing gibberish. That's me on the back of the bus, that's me in the cell. That's me inside your head, that's me inside your head." NOFX
Live by it.

At 4/25/09 12:11 PM, XavierSkull wrote: I sure do, but it most likely won't.

The future will most definately exist. Whether or not we're in it is another question......

At 4/23/09 12:00 PM, pyromaniac616 wrote: Pretty much useless, but to those that have seen or read both, do you think that the team of Bones could catch Dexter by looking at one of his victims?

This is without asking Zack, so post season 3.

Dude, honestly... who gives a shit. Haven't we all had enough of these one word title crap drama shows. Bones, Dexter, House, Damages, Kings,blah, blah blah .... Also, yes she could catch him because she's hot :)

A couple more reviews....
Monocrom: This was a very real and human story. I appreciated many parts of it and would go into detail, but I woul rather people just go read it. The story could have used a little more length and description, and a less abrupt end. Perhaps it was intended, but the ending motions almost felt forced. Overall an awesome read.

Scarab: Another good submission. I was captivated by this one, it really got my attention and kept running with it. The theme was slightly cliche, but enough of a human interest to still grab hold of the imagination. There were a few sentences that should have been worded differently (just one or two improper tenses, no biggie, we all do it!), but there is nothing else to say badly about this piece. This is a great story, I really dug reading it.

At 4/20/09 10:43 PM, Bryan wrote: He's not funny at all.

Neither are you, dickhead.

At 4/20/09 01:05 AM, Q08149 wrote:

At 4/20/09 01:04 AM, Mendou wrote: What a pointless day. "Hey it's a super special day, lets smoke weed and stick it to the man. We find deeper meanings in drugs than those other squares"

Don't forget it's hitler's b-day.

I did forget. Because I'm high as shit. Also, who gives a fuck? It is a super special day Mendou, People like you get to critisize others for something that doesn't affect you one bit. Congratulations for not being able to find a deeper meaning.

I would have to agree that the book is almost always scarier than its movie counterpart. A good horror book has a way of seeping into your reality and making your imagination run wild. In horror films defense however, they have a much stronger ability to make me jump out of my seat. The aspect of suprise is more of a visual thing. ( a book usually cant physically startle you the way a loud niose and a quick spurt of movie gore can)

At 4/20/09 02:54 AM, Darmealea wrote: Yeah, it's 420 today, who else is getting wrecked?

I am. But not as bad as you , I still know how to use the forum search bar.

At 4/20/09 02:01 AM, Hiphopopotamus wrote: Collecting sperm from dead bodies seems to be getting pretty popular lately.

This is a trend I have yet to be informed of. Examples? I really hope you dont have any.

I think your dream has a duel meaning. Firstly it implies that tomorrow ill be your last day on this blue ball we call earth. Secondly, and most importantly it means absolutely nothing. I dont know, Freud would say that it means you want to do your mom. You better hope that dude is wrong....

At 4/18/09 09:10 PM, Sensationalism wrote:

At 4/18/09 06:05 PM, MichaelHurst wrote: God dammit. Our dealers guy didn't answer his phone (supposedly) so we didn't get any. I'm pretty sure that this guy is just finding ways out because he already has our money so why would he give us anything?

Rawr.

Keep bothering him about it until you get something. Guy sound like a total douchecunt.

Yeah. the only way to deal with these fuckers is to annoy the shit out of them. Call him once a minute every minute for like an hour. Bring it to the point where he can't even use his phone. Not only is it effective, but it's a funny thing to do to a scumbag. Also, unless it's a friend , never let yo money leave yo sight. tsk tsk.

A few more reviews for those that might want one:
Coolio20000: Your story needed a spell check and a thorough read before submission. It could have been good ,but your errors were too numerous and distracting. Next time slow down and put forth a more honest effort and you will do much better. I'm nothing extraordinary myself, but we should all give our own work the respect it deserves by reading it ourselves before we ask others to. I'm not trying to be harsh( I apologize if it sounds so) just honest. Also I could be dead wrong, others might not find it as distracting. Good luck in the contest, and in future writings.

Capt. Acid: I liked your story alot, and the setting really drew me in. However, you did confuse me by switching past and present tenses around during moment when the character should have been in one or the other. It sounded as though you were reflecting on something that was happening in the now. Also the tale lost some steam at the end, but over all it was good.Good luck Captain!

At 4/17/09 03:17 PM, aides wrote: hello, i've jsut post a story about an autistic man being stuck in a lift as part of his rebirth as a fuctioning member of society

review please? does anyone think ill win?

The story is good but not great. It has potential to get there, but the writing itself sounded like a list off. Almost robotic and textbookish. I must say however your main character had a loveable charm and did keep my interest throughout the story. It definately has an appeal and a chance to win. Good Luck!

yeah ,all nighters are brutal they lead to mailbox pooping and all other kind of nonsense. you're bound to hand out at least one upper decker at wal-mart today.

Let's not.

All nighters kick ass. Oh wait.. no, they suck unless you're me. which you aren't. Get some sleep buddy, or you're going to crash at like noon, then wake up at 8 P.M. and your problem will be even worse. Trust me.(or not, I could give a fuck)

oh man I would eat the bejeezus out of that mouthwatering sushi.

Ephrehem's eyes now watered freely, he tried to yell for help or for anything, but his mouth would not work. A frostiness came over him unparalleled to any he had ever felt in his life. He was paralyzed in that instant. The Rider lifted the boy with one hand as if he were made of air, with everything in him Ephrehem suddenly mustered a single whimpering word," No...," and Max felt as if his heart was going to burst. Not thinking, Max rose from his bed only to receive a hard backhand sending him to the floor. The blow was to the temple and left him disoriented and temporarily unable to stand. When he got his bearings Max was alone, and at first instinct made a start towards the door to follow his friend.
Sense rang in his head, yelling at Max not to leave the room and that the Riders would surely kill him. He instead returned to the gap in the wall as the moonlight continued to pour through.The Riders were again assembled only no longer in a V formation. They were walking about individually but all within relative distance to one another. About ten footlengnths away Max would have guessed. Not only was the formation different, but the Riders were different as well. They now all had the blue blaze clouding their faces.Then Max saw them, the Rider carrying Ephrehem, who looked stiff as a plank and was making no attempt to fight or get free. The Rider hand delivered the boy to his master the all-father Fermae. Fermae nodded his head in a rare display of respect as he took Ephrehem by the wrist. He lifted the boy with a savage jerk and the bones in his arm let out a loud pop. "UUhhUuhhh" Ephehem yelped out as the pain shooting up his arm rattled him into reality.
Max was furious," Why are they doing this to him?" Their monsters, that's why, he told himself. Not men at all, no man could do this to a frail boy like Eph. He dropped down to his knees, still concentrating on the events outside, and prayed for the life of his only friend.
With his other arm Fermae grabbed Ephrehem by the throat, he could no longer even try to scream, nor could he breath. Blue lightning shot from the ground striking Fermae in the chest and he let out a horrible noise," EEEYYAAH!" Max began to cry, he had never been a crier, but he had never felt like he did in this moment. This was even worse than his capture on that lonely dirt road outside of Neban. The blue blaze around Fermae's face rapidly spread and covered his whole body. A wave of blue fire crested several footlengnths above his head. Ephrehem's mouth opened and black smoke bellowed out into the cool night air. The smoke fed into Fermae's flame making him burn even brighter and the Riders howled in unison," EEEYYAAH!"
Ephrehems body went from stiff to limp as the smoke stopped and Fermae tossed him aside as though he were an apple core. "No, No, No," Max said quietly to himself as he continued to cry.
Fermae turned to the Riders and spoke, his flame still scorching on high. " Now is a time for feast and celebration my warriors, tonight's ceremony has made our souls new. Rejoice!" Again Max thought of running out there, into the field. Run right at the riders and let them kill him. Maybe it's better than living here alone he thought. He cried himself to sleep, exhausted with fear.

A loud shriek screamed through the night, cutting the boys late night conversation. The wind howled fiercely shaking the thin birch walls of the stable enclosure. Even the beasts were unsettled by this, shifting about and growling an irregular amount. Ephrehem and Max sat up nervously in their hay beds facing one another. The poorly secured wood planks that made up the walls were loose fit and gave way to large seams allowing the bright red moonlight to shine through. It also gave the boys a look out into the open field where the beasts were let out during the day to run and feed.
Max got up from his bed and crept to the largest crack in the wall. "What are you doing?" Ephrehem asked.
" What does it look like?" Max answered," I'm curious about that shriek, aren't you?"
" No, not one bit. I would rather not know honestly. It sounded of evil and made my skin crawl, I'm sure its a conjure of the Riders' or some such. Come on Max, please just sit down and pretend its not there." Ephrehem said with a shake in his voice. Max ignored him and looked anyway. As he did, he saw Ephrehem was right, the scream was made by the Riders. They were out in the field assembled in what appeared to be a V formation. The Riders all faced their leader with their mouths frozen open as he stood at the point of the V. They looked to be in intense agony, like a statue constructed to worship pain, yet made no noise. Stuck with the face of a murder victim.
" Ephrehem, they look weird, somethings going on. It's pretty horrifying stuff. Their motionless mouths agape..." Max began to describe the scenario and Ephrehem quickly cut him off.
" That's enough Max, I'm serious. I do not want to know. Since I've been imprisoned here I find it best to ignore these things. Sounds in the night, strange screams, no good can come from investigating such a thing in a place like this." Ephrehem said. Max glared at him with frustration before again peering through the large crack in the wall.
" On top of the awfulness we endure day to day, this place is boring Ephrehem," Max said," Something is going on outside and it looks interesting. Maybe it's a light display? You know? Like the ones they put on when they ride fast?" Max must truly have been bored, because he now sounded excited. Ephrehem turned his ear to the wall as the giant beast in the next pen produced a long low growl.
" How do you know it's not dangerous? Are you sure staring at their blue light won't burn your eyes out? How would it be to be blind from this day forward because of your curiosity?" Ephrehem asked.
" I'm not sure, I suppose." Max said distractedly as he continued to peer thought the wall.," How do you even think of this stuff Eph? You must have been a real nervous kid even before you got captured huh? I figured you became skittish from being trapped here, it never occurred to me that you were always this way." Ephrehem looked extremely offended and turned away from Max without responding. Max saw this and instantly felt guilty, Ephehem had been a good friend to him here. His only friend, more than someone like him could have asked for. Max had spent his whole life an orphan, and he now realized that maybe he was talking to people wrong and had trouble getting close. Ephrehem had embraced him immediately upon arriving to the Blue Riders' camp and showed him the life there with the utmost patience. To repay him for this, Max had just basically called him a coward.
" Listen Eph, what I just said... about you being nervous? I didn't really mean it ,ya know? It came out wrong, I wasn't trying to say you were a scared guy or nothing. Just always on the cautious side, I meant it as a compliment." Max realized he was now lying instead of apologizing, but he was hoping the message was the same.
" Oh it's..." Ephrehem stopped short as he was caught off guard by a bright blue light coming from outside."EEEYYAAH!" It was the same shriek from earlier only this time it was much louder and accompanied by a series of blue flashes. "What's happening out there Max?"
"Now you want to know?" Max asked.
"No, never mind. I'm just going to cover my ears and close my eyes and sleep. Forget this night ever happened, we'll speak in the morning." Ephehem said. Max was about to begin another apology for offending him earlier, but thought better of it.
" Let him sleep," Max thought," I'll come up with a proper apology tomorrow." Max again peered out onto the field in hopes that the Riders were no longer assembled, and they were not. He felt relief, it was all beginning to scare him and he no longer wanted to see a show. Just as Max thought this three more bright flashes in rapid succession caused him to jump.As the flashes intensified , the wind seemed to as well. As it wailed and pounded Max began to fear the walls were going to come down around him. "Eph.. there is no way you can sleep through this madness, don't pretend. Come on, talk to me. I have a terrible feeling something bad is happening out there."
"EEEYYAAH!" another loud scream drowned Max's voice out followed by more blue light. Ephrehem was shaking viciously in his rough hay bed with his eyes tightly gripped shut, a single tear rolled down his left cheek. Looking at him Max mow even more deeply regretted having called him nervous, the boy was frightened to the core. Anybody would be nervous after living in this place as long as Ephrehem had. The door to the stable house unlatched and opened, Max quickly leaped to his own hay pile bed. He too closed his eyes tightly as he prayed somehow the wind had unlatched and opened the door, but he knew this was foolish. In all the time he had been here the Riders had never once entered their enclosure at night, the thought of what they could possibly want made his mind race.
The steps of the Blue Rider clapped off the board floor as he approached and Max started shaking, he could no longer fake sleeping. Ephrehem also had no hope of such an illusion, his shake had hurried into almost a seizure. The Rider swiftly swept across the room coming directly to Ephrehem's side. Max couldn't help but watch from a half open eye as the Rider leaned down and grabbed the frail boy with his strong gloved hand. Ephrehem let out a scream and his eyes flung open as he felt the powerful grip.He looked up at the Riders' face, or lack there of. He was in full blue, there was no face at all, just a flaming blue blur, impossible to focus on.

At 4/12/09 05:30 AM, levusbevus wrote: Play any Harvest Moon game.

will try. thanks

At 4/12/09 05:32 AM, mythicaljake wrote: Drink a gallon of coffee whilst watching all the Saw films back to back.

That'll get the sleep train running.

Yes, i must board the sleep train. It sounds so inviting.

At 4/12/09 05:28 AM, PrivateJoker92 wrote: Jack off

dude, i need suggestions i havent thought off. I live with my girlfriend as well, and she already took care of me for the night, and has been asleep for the last 5 hours.

While most people in my area are about to wake up for easter, i have yet to fall asleep. Ive developed horrible insomnia this year and have run out of shit to occupy my mind. Once i find something which can grab my focus i tend to drift off ( i know its odd). It would be awesome to hear some suggestions for my entertainment. Movies, tv shows, websites, books, music, or anything. What helps you fall asleep at night besides the conventional? Help me people!

It means that they wanted to change up the art so it wasnt too repetetive.

If your still looking, try A Scanner Darkly. Its more than halfway decent and its fucking interesting.

The medal feature is a fun way to get you more into games that you would have already enjoyed otherwise. Anyone that decides to struggle through a game they hate just to achieve medals is doing so due to thier own compulsiveness, and need not get angry at newgrounds for putting medals in games they do not like. Just dont play them, and definately dont cry about it.

At 3/18/09 01:45 PM, Arthuria99 wrote:

At 3/18/09 09:23 AM, Mattymace666 wrote: jackie was really good
it deserves first

agreed

triple that!!!

What would push me to suicide? I have the answer for everyone: NOTHING... EVER

Yeah both of those... or niether. I cant decide. You pick for me.

Nofx- Punk in Drublic. Still holds up as one of the best punk rock albums ever, it ruled my 90's.