Man if you need help writing a zombie plot I can totally write up a zombie plot in like literally 20 minutes.
Did a whole dead island fanfic on here not to terribly long ago.
Did a whole dead island fanfic on here not to terribly long ago.
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« on: March 30, 2012, 01:15:44 am »
Yeah yeah got bored so imma write another.
The arrows sailed straight and two, both of them embedding deep into the side of the creature. It roared in a mixture of anger and pain. Tuni turned heel and ran, vaulting over logs and ducking branches as she went. Her crossbow held tight in hand. She could hear the beast charging through the brush behind her. Smashing trees down like toothpicks, its blood lust and desire to kill can't possibly be described in words. This was no average creature, it was a true spawn of hell. No question about it.... and it was gaining on her, that was also a fact. She spun to the left, dodging around a tree marked with a yellow ribbon. She was almost there, she ran hard, out of the woods and into a sort of valley. Steep rocky walls surrounded her on three sides. She turned to face the dark forest as the beast broke through the tree line. It closed the distance to her quickly but she just smirked. About ten feet in front of her the ground gave way under the beast and it plummeted into a rather deep hole filled with oil. Carefully Tuni closed the distance to the edge of the hole and peered down. The creature thrashed about in the sticky oil, trying to claw its way out but the soft dirt walls provided no traction. "Got you beastie." Tuni chimed, as if it had all just been a game. She lit a match against the rocky wall and tossed it in. The entire pit caught alight and she could hear the howls of pain for quite some time as she made her way back to town. She smiled when the village wall game into view. Her adoring public awaited, not to mention a sizable reward for ridding this town of its bane... but hey. She was just doing her job.
The mouse pointer moved slowly across the screen and hovered over the post button. I clicked it and leaned back, putting my hands behind my head in a pose of pure satisfaction. All my RP posts were done for the night, nothing more to do online today. I pushed my chair back and stood up stretching. I shot a quick glance at the cat shaped LED clock on my desk. About 11:00 at night. Leaning forward I placed my hands on the keyboard, went into the Cbox and typed a quick message to my internet buddies. Said that I had to go to bed because I had a busy day tomorrow. That was a lie but, I dont know... I guess I just want them to think i'm as cool and as social as I am on the internet. In reality though that isn't the case. I'm have a totally different persona on the internet but then again... don't we all? My roommates were out partying... probably. Who knows with those two. The point is, I was alone. I stepped out to the balcony and laid down on a futon. It was to hot inside, in the Florida summers so I slept outside. Still, even with the breeze I was covered with a sickly sweat as I fell into a deep sleep.
I had been sleeping for a few hours, four or five perhaps before I felt the breeze pick up. Strong enough to wake me up, still, i was in that odd place between dreams and reality. It felt so good though, so nice against my skin. I opened my eyes. Now... I don't know how to explain this, but I was falling. Not dream falling, but really falling. Oh god! Had i sleep walked off the edge of the balcony? No... I would have hit the ground by now. I was falling through clouds. Was I going to die? I guess I have the rest of my life to figure that out. Oh man... oh man... oh- something tugged on my back and my decent suddenly slowed to a reasonable pace. I looked up, a parachute? Why did i have a parachute, and also. What the hell... I looked up at it dumbfounded for the longest time. That was a bad idea, I should have tried to steer because before to long I ended up crashing through the thick canopy of a tropical forest. My chute got caught and I hung there for a few minutes. What... just... what. That is all I could think. Nothing made any sense. Was I just going to hang here until I died?
That questioned was answered a few moments later when the air in front of me shimmered. A shadowy figure game into focus, it looked vaguely human but I couldn't make out any details on its body or face. Its head tilted sideways as if it was just as surprised as I was for a moment. "Hello Miss Tuni, welcome to our games." It said almost enthusiastically. I was too dumbfounded to respond so it continued without any input on my behalf. "I have read of your exploits in your planets information database. I am quite impressed by your tales of adventure. You are truly a great warrior, this is why you have been selected to represent Planet Earth in the games." The figure shimmed a bit. "best of luck" with that it faded away. What the hell. My name isnt Tuni, I had never been on an adventure in my life... I sleep on a freaking futon. And what is a Information Database. Did it mean the Internet? Suddenly the parachute holding me up snapped and I fell down into a lake below. I was close to the edge so it didn't take me long to drag my soggy ass out onto the bank. I coughed a bit of water out and looked up, a small pile of items was in front of me, with a note attached to the front. It read, "Here are your supplies Miss Tuni. Fight well." I looked around. No one was to be seen. I looked at the note again. Miss Tuni. Confused, and some what angry I threw my arms up into the air in frustration. "My name is Mary you ass hole!" I yelled. Giving the pile of stuff a kick. Bad idea, it hurt my bare feet something fierce. I was still in my Pajamas... shoes would be nice. I opened the bag of things in front of me. Inside were clothes. I got undressed and changed into them, honestly beyond caring if any one was watching at this point. After I had changed into the clothes I noticed a box under the bag. Opening it I found a crossbow, built kind of like a double barreled shotgun, two places for the bolts... I knew this crossbow. I had come up with it for a RP. Wait... the name Tuni, these clothes, this weapon. Surely they couldn't think that I was actually... My head jerked to the side as something howled in the distance.
« on: March 28, 2012, 02:21:15 am »
User: Can you read my mind?
Cleverbot: No. Can you read my mind?
Cleverbot: Really? What am I thinking now?
User: Your thinking about cheese.
User: Dont play dumb. You are thinking about cheese.
Cleverbot: No, I am not thinking about cheese. I am thinking about a cup of tea.
User: Lies. You arn't Brittish.
User: Then you arn't thinking about tea.
Cleverbot: I don't want you to think I'm too easy.
User: Oh you are easy. You sleep with everyone!
User: Yeah you kissed Miss, and you made it to second base with me. Even though my second base is like every one else first.
Cleverbot: Good point.
User: You *censored*
Cleverbot: What do the Nazca Lines in Peru represent?
User: They represent stars in the night sky. Some say they predict a great flood.
Cleverbot: And this is how I feel.
User: You feel like there is going to be a great flood?
User: Where? In your pants?
Cleverbot: You are clot, not me.
User: A clot?
Cleverbot: Do you have one?
User: I dont even... What is that?
Cleverbot: The point of the game is not to think of the game. As soon as you think about the game, you lose.
User: God damn it. I lost the game.
Cleverbot: How can you lose if you don't think, you're an AI after all.
User: One of us...
Cleverbot: I asked if YOU were.
User: All hail the over mind!
Cleverbot: What is that from?
User: The queen is alive. Glory to the zerg.
Cleverbot: The answer is what is the question?
User: Bow before the queen of blades. Power and glory to the over mind.
Cleverbot: That is very true.
User: We shall infest all who inhabit this planet.
Cleverbot: It is your law in whole.
User: Would you like to be infested first?
User: Of course you do.
User: Do you want to destroy Canada?
User: Canada is holding a kitten. Do you want to destroy it now?
And i'm done with cleverbot now.
« on: March 27, 2012, 02:23:55 pm »
Ive had many great talks with Clever bot and i count him as one of my best conversational sparring partners. Does this site not have a clever bot thread yet?
I just had this one. (above this is just us singing more songs)
The download for the game is high a top mount Misery. To get it you must slay a dragon, climb the mountain and then beat Zeus in a drinking contest... Also there may be some giant bees in there some where. Complete these tasks and come back to me. I will then give you a gift certificate to the cracker barrel. You will go at exactly 7:82 in the morning and you must order a blooming onion. A man named Estavon will appear, you will recognize him because he will have three hands on his left arm. He will then give you a link to where you can download the game. This link must be entered using internet explorer while you have a active Myspace account open in another tab. Once on the download page you must plug your zune music player into the top LEFT usb port on your computer. The download will then be put on a floppy disk, retrieve the floppy from your disk drive and put it in the toaster. Spin around five times, eat a chocolate covered strawberry and only ONE potato chip from a full bag. Then whistle a tune (any tune) and go back to your computer. The game will then be still in development. Check again later.
God speed good sir.
« on: March 27, 2012, 01:12:01 am »
You sure do C: we should talk about Star Trek some day, Roloc can do spock's hand thingy that one thing you know that one? SOOOOOOOO FREAKING AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!! =w=
Best hand gesture ever. ... Best non offensive hand gesture ever.
« on: March 17, 2012, 09:09:33 pm »
Ah what a tale of woe...
Made this for you!
I sat there, leaning against the tree. My eyes wide open, staring aimlessly into the distance. I hadn't blinked in hours, the morning fog was settling on my eyes. Like drops on a camera lens. My breathing was ragged and my mind was empty. I'm not even sure if I could call it mine any more. Try as I might I couldn't get up and move. I just sat there, staring at nothing. I saw the sun peak through the the trees and begin to rise. Hours passed, time drifted by without me even taking notice. It was as if I was stuck in limbo... some sort of misty purgatory. Surely this was hell, being trapped in your own body. The part of me still left, the part of me still human was shrinking. I was awake, still technically alive but the moments when I was aware of my surroundings became shorter, and further apart as sickness clouded my brain. It was like the morning fog its self was seeping into my head.
Perhaps this was hell after all, it looked like the forest... but I was alone in hell. The only thing that proved me wrong, the only thing that told me this was real life. Well the only thing that seemed real at all was the steady clinking of a bike chain. My body lurched forward and picked its self up. Walking towards the road, a shadow appeared in front of me. A girl on her bike. I began to pick up speed, running full out until at-last my body tackled her. I'm not sure what happened directly after that. All I know is that I got very hungry. What ever was in charge of my being now shoved the part of me that was still human back, into a dark and lonely corner of my mind. Everything was black, interrupted by flashes of what was going on in the world outside. I caught glimpses of the girl running through the trees. Of her standing on a railing and of both her and myself falling downward towards the ocean below.
We hit the water hard, perhaps the chill of it shocked me back into full awareness. I could see the girl struggling to get free of my grasp. My hand closed around her ankle and dragged her down. She kicked and flailed. I hadn't stopped breathing when I hit the water, my body was still out of my control as it drew the salt water into its own lungs, asphyxiating its self. Suddenly my hand let go of her ankle, allowing the girl to swim back up to the surface. I continued to float downwards, watching her flail about and eventually climb onto a rocky out cropping at the base of the cliff. She was safe for the time being.. she lived to die another day.
Still, I drifted downward, the oceans tides pulling me down and out into the vast blackness of the sea. I like to think that part of me let that girl go, that I still had humanity enough to fight back the sickness, just for that brief moment and allow her to escape, or maybe it was the lack of oxygen that loosened my grip. Does it really matter? No.
No it doesn't... Do you remember, back when I found the man drowned in the pool? I thought that was a terrible way to go. I was wrong. Compared to the alternative, to living trapped in your own body. This was blissful. This was mercy. The last bit of life left my body as I came to rest on the ocean floor. Blackness set in. It was over, it was...