Dec 25, 2002, 04:26 PM | |
The chaotic story.
I'm not sure weather this should go in the War Tavern or Miscelanious(sp?) Stuff, but, well, it's here now. Anyway, this is sort of a non-compeditive game. Each person writes a piece of the story, continued from the one above them. Here are the annoying rules:
1. All posts must be at least 300 chars in length. No short little parts, this is a STORY, not a collection of random events. 2. You can only add/kill ONE or less main characters per post. No posts like "They all died" or "The X-men then came to save them" 3. Stupidity limit. Keep it a serious story, not a comedy. Adding humor is alright, but not too much. 4. Put all story segments in bold(B), to seperate them from comments. Just to avoid confusion. Just put a B in brackets at the beginning and a /B in brackets at the end. 5. If two people post at once, try to make it fit in. Edit a post or make it a "Redwall style" substory. Okay, now that that's set... first person to reply to this has to write the beginning (first 300+ words) to a story, cuz I'm too lazy, Hah. Then next person continues off it, etc.
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GENERATION 22: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment. <i>"This picture shows me that the gray bird man is just a bully and picks on smaller birds. Just because he has no friends and takes it out on others smaller than him to look good. I can see in the parrats eyes that it does however have a understanding of the gray bird man and is upset about getting cut."</i> - Speeza on cartoon birds. |
Dec 25, 2002, 05:01 PM | |
It was another one of those days. Yes, those bright and sunny days that turn out to be terrible. Nobody knew what was going to happen, and everybody just did their business as normal. Of course all of that was going to change...
Acid woke up, and stumbled over to his coffee maker, and pushed the button. *BOOM!* "AAUUUGGGHHH!!!" Yes, that is the normal routine for him. Wake up, blow up coffee maker, do whatever he was going to do that day. He walked out the door and headed off to the office for that day. He had been working on a very important project, and he hoped to make a lot of progress today. He was working on some kind of machine that could allow them to modify time itself... They had already discovered time travel, what with Devan using it to try to destroy all of rabbitkind. No, this was something different. This machine could supposedly change hours into seconds, or vice-versa. Rabbits could slow down time to get where they wanted to go quick and not be late, or speed up time to make it pass quicker. It could be used as a military advantage: Slow down time to dodge the bullets, speed it up to make the enemy unable to dodge! It had so many possibilities, yet that also meant so many things could go wrong...
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Dec 25, 2002, 06:59 PM | |
Acid continued walking. It was starting to snow, changing the mood of the sunny morning. The final colored leaves fell from the trees of Carrottus as Fall turned to Winter, and the snow was begining to lightly glaze the grass.
The machine which could modify time was still missing one powerfull component. A power source. Acid had a small bag of possible power sources tied to his belt. Diamonds from an exposition to Diamondus, a few batteries, his Coffee Maker (that thing was satan!) and so on. However, he knew none of them were powerful enough to controll the machine. No force in this world - this universe - could harness that much energy. No such force existed, according to myth. But there was something. something thousands of years old. Someone. Acid had heard stories of him. Rumor stated that he died over three thousand years ago. Tales of him were just childrens stories. Acid had heard these stories, and though he did not entirely belive them, he knew such a force - if it existed - could power anything. No single force was a match for the Chaos Mage mentioned in myth. Acid turned his thoughts away from stories, and back to fact. First, he would see if his Coffee Maker would work. Not part of story: Guess who the chaos mage is??? *Hint*LookDown*hint*
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GENERATION 22: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment. <i>"This picture shows me that the gray bird man is just a bully and picks on smaller birds. Just because he has no friends and takes it out on others smaller than him to look good. I can see in the parrats eyes that it does however have a understanding of the gray bird man and is upset about getting cut."</i> - Speeza on cartoon birds. |
Dec 25, 2002, 07:27 PM | |
*BOOM!*
“AAAAAUUGGHHH!!! Nope.” Acid set his coffee maker aside. He plugged in the batteries. He tried doing a few things, but 2 AA batteries didn’t seem to be doing the trick. He pulled them out, and installed the diamonds. He seemed to speed up time a little bit, but he decided it was only his imagination, the difference was so miniscule. He suddenly thought of an idea, and rushed back to his house. “Back from work early today, Acid?” asked Acid’s brother, Electrik. “No, I’ve just come home to get you. Could you do me a favor?” Said Acid. Back at the office, Acid had laid down a rug, and Electrik was currently scuffing his feet on it. “I still think this won’t work.” Said Electrik “Oh, shut up. I think that’s enough, now try it,” replied Acid Electrik focused as much electricity as possible on the power intake thingy. Acid had set the machine to slow down time, and watched as Electrik fell over from exhaustion in slo-mo. “Let’s not do that again,” said Electrik, right after time returned to normal. Acid, depressed, said Electrik could go home, and to take the coffee maker with him. Maybe he would have to trust that children’s story, and try to find this chaos mage.
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Dec 25, 2002, 07:42 PM | |
Joe, Acid's assistant, had miraculously gotten there before Acid, and was once more surveying the OTOTM (Other Type Of Time Machine) from all angles, jotting down notes and sketches. "Hey, Joe." said Acid, untieing his bag of power sources and leaving it on a table. "What's with you? Copy machine not working?" "No.." sighed Joe, glaring at the coffee maker shaped bulge in Acid's bag. "I misheard you when you said to put the blueprings in the Copy machine, and the papers were rather illegible afterwards.." Acid rolled his eyes skyward. Joe, though paitent, hardworking and possessive of an easy to remember name, was not the brightest pixel on the monitor. A few weeks ago, he had come to the door of Sulphuric Labs, with no references, wanting a job. He had been dumped on Acid by the HigherUps, as he had been complaining about the job being too hard to do alone for some time now. Since then, a friendship of sorts had grown between Acid and Joe, but Acid still got annoyed by Joe's less-then-decent IQ. Several minutes later, after trying Diamondus gems, batteries, a mouse with a toejam high running along a treadmill, a portable banshee scream (complete with sound-to-energy converter) and clicking two rocks together, Acid got out the coffee maker. "If this won't power it, nothing can." he said, as much to reassure himself as to flaunt the power of his coffee maker. Since hAcid had first thought of that Chaos Mage, thoughts of him kept recurring, despite their obvious impossibility. The obvious problem of how to turn a coffee maker, supposed to run on power, into a power source, was solved by Acid brushing against it. There was a large explosion, and when the smoke cleared, there was a power outlet in the side of the machine. Shaking his head, but deciding not to ask, Acid inserted the OTOTM's main plug into the power outlet. Edit: You posted first.. feh. |
Dec 25, 2002, 07:49 PM | |
Long ago, before the Shellion empire rose into power, there lived a Order Mage named Radium. He wished to learn Chaos Magic, something that Order Mages could not learn. In an appempt to forget all he knew of Order Magic, he created an entirely new being. This being, posessing vast knowladge of order, was just as powerful as Radium. Only they were exact oppisites. Though not at each other's throats yet, they agreed it was best to take different paths. Though it is said that Radium gained immortality in his quests, it is unknown weather it affected his Order Mage counterpart as well. The last story of Radium tells that even after the invention of high tech weapontry, he prefered to use a magical lance. He was never heard from again after casting a powerful spell, said to destroy the caster."
Acid tossed the book aside. His co-workers were begining to think he was crazy. The more he read, the more he bagan to agree with them. Chaos, Order, he didn't care. He just wanted a really big power source. Little did he know, what he was getting himself into went far beyond a small machine. I like Unknows crossed out post. It's like an alternate event, but they both pretty much lead to the same conclusion. Best to keep one crossed out.
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GENERATION 22: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment. <i>"This picture shows me that the gray bird man is just a bully and picks on smaller birds. Just because he has no friends and takes it out on others smaller than him to look good. I can see in the parrats eyes that it does however have a understanding of the gray bird man and is upset about getting cut."</i> - Speeza on cartoon birds. |
Dec 25, 2002, 10:47 PM | |
Then he rememberd nobody (boy that was a weird feeling). He couldn't remember every trait that nobody had, for nobody has an infinite amount of traits, but could remember that nobody could remember everything that had happend to them and everything that they have never heard of. So, Acid jumped into his ship and sped off to the middle of nowhere, where nobody was, and complety turned off all to the shields, and unpolarized the armor, so that his ship could defend aginst nobody. Then nobody came and attacked the ship, but couldn't destroy it, no matter how hard they tryed. So nobody surrendered and said "Nobody knows why you come out here, you want to know of the whereabouts of Radium, or his order twin. You happen to be in luck, because I AM RADIUM! Anyone who uses the spell he used to destroy themselfs become nobody. I also know of why you came here, but I will not give it to you unless you answer my riddle. This is the riddle that nobody tells, and nobody knows the answer: 'Why?' Answer that and I will give you whatever you ask."
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Dec 26, 2002, 06:59 AM | |
Then, without expectation, a giant fireball came out of nowhere and hit Nobody (That's what he gets for not capitalising his name to distinguish from the pronoun). This was quite suprising for Acid. He seemed to hear a voice in his head... Telling him to come to a tavern to the East. Curious, he climbed into his ship. He turned the keys, and it made a clumping noise, before shooting out some fire and giving out.
"Great, looks like I'll have to go on foot." Acid grumbled. Nobody's injured body was on the ground. "Maybe I should bring him along." he thought, "so I don't feel like I let him die." He decided to bring Nobody, but only if he could call him something not a pronoun, to be less confusing (and disturbing). ----------------------------- Meanwhile, back at Acids home, Electrik had just set the Coffee Machine on the counter. He sat down, but had the feeling he was being watched. Suddenly, the Coffee Maker liftet off the counter and began to float towards Electrik. "I am not your enemy Electrik" it spoke in a deep, sooting voice. Electrik was too scared to move. "I am your friend..." it continued. Electrik was reaching for the gun he kept under the table. Suddenly, a bringt ray shot from the Coffee Maker, striking Electrik. His eyes began to glow red. "Yess... Yesss..." he began chanting. He lifted the gun and said "worthless humanoid tool", and crushed it with one hand. Sorry, nobody. You were just moving the plot too fast =P. And I can't be you because I'm intelligent.
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GENERATION 22: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment. <i>"This picture shows me that the gray bird man is just a bully and picks on smaller birds. Just because he has no friends and takes it out on others smaller than him to look good. I can see in the parrats eyes that it does however have a understanding of the gray bird man and is upset about getting cut."</i> - Speeza on cartoon birds. Last edited by Radium; Dec 26, 2002 at 07:12 AM. |
Dec 27, 2002, 01:28 PM | |
Your name is EEVIL!
I hope nobody dies! (Arg!)
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GENERATION 22: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment. <i>"This picture shows me that the gray bird man is just a bully and picks on smaller birds. Just because he has no friends and takes it out on others smaller than him to look good. I can see in the parrats eyes that it does however have a understanding of the gray bird man and is upset about getting cut."</i> - Speeza on cartoon birds. |
Dec 29, 2002, 04:44 PM | |
And then everybody died
Just kidding. Since Acid never LEFT his ship, and since nobody was unconcious, AND because he was in the MIDDLE OF NOWHERE IN SPACE, he decided he couldn't go on foot. So, decided to call Harry's Universial Towing and get his ship towed back to carrotus. "Harry's Universial Towing, How may I help you?" "I need my Madza NX183 towed to Carrotus from the middle of nowhere, 100,896.27 Miles out side of Carrotus." "Ok, that will be 10,089,637.00 Carrotus Credits, before tip and tax." "Youve got to be kidding." "Do you wana give me your credit card number now, or pay the trucker when he gets there?" "Fish!" Acid hung up the phone. He thought about waking nobody, but decided aginst it, so he called his homie Electrik. He got the answer machine, so he said, "Hey bro, I need a favor. Remember last month when you just about got eaten by a robotic dog? You said you owed me one. I now am taking you up on that. I am 100,896.27 Miles out side of Carrotus, and need a lift. Call me back when you..." He heres a Click and then a voice says, "HELLO" "Electrik? Is that you?" "YES" "You don't sound like yourself. You ok?" "YES" "Well, did you here my message?" "YES" "Could you come and pick me up?" "YES" "Um, Ok, then. You sure your ok." "YES" "Ok, well then cya around!" *CLICK* "That was weird, he didn't even say goodbye." thought Acid. `N0
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Dec 29, 2002, 08:58 PM | |
Acid was wondering what was wrong with Electrik. He had talked in an almost... evil voice, and hadn't said goodbye. Deciding to put that out of his mind, he picked up nobody's unconscious body and released it out the airlock. He felt extremely weird doing so. When he returned to the control deck, he saw Electrik's ship was pretty close. In docking range, in fact. And closing fast.
"WHAT THE HECK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!?" yelled Acid into the transmittor. "GETTING YOU." replied electrik...
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Dec 30, 2002, 06:00 AM | |
Nobody died in Acids post, but someone died. How confusing.
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GENERATION 22: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment. <i>"This picture shows me that the gray bird man is just a bully and picks on smaller birds. Just because he has no friends and takes it out on others smaller than him to look good. I can see in the parrats eyes that it does however have a understanding of the gray bird man and is upset about getting cut."</i> - Speeza on cartoon birds. |
Dec 30, 2002, 07:41 AM | |
This needs a character called Everybody =P.
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GENERATION 22: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment. <i>"This picture shows me that the gray bird man is just a bully and picks on smaller birds. Just because he has no friends and takes it out on others smaller than him to look good. I can see in the parrats eyes that it does however have a understanding of the gray bird man and is upset about getting cut."</i> - Speeza on cartoon birds. |
Dec 30, 2002, 08:09 AM | |
or Everyone.
or Somebody, or Anyone... the list goes on forever...
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Character limits suck. >(. RABID CRAZINESS FOLLOWS. "I like driving an automatic, because I can do this." *revs engine* "You like driving a manual?" "What did I say?" "Automatic." "I like my... automatic, uh, arm... it changes the shift-gear on my, uh, manual." - 4IF vs Ken WT (un)masterpieces: Enter: Jack Flash System of Turbulence Profile count: disabled. Galbadia Hotel: your one-stop shop for all your VG music needs! |
Dec 30, 2002, 10:09 AM | |
Everybody suddenly appears in Acid's starship. For no reason at all. Now continue the story.
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Dec 30, 2002, 10:30 AM | |
Noooooo! Not more pronounpeople! The EEEVIL Pronoun names!
Suddenly, Everybody (the person, not the pronoun) explodes. Now lets get back to the 300+ char posts =P.
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GENERATION 22: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment. <i>"This picture shows me that the gray bird man is just a bully and picks on smaller birds. Just because he has no friends and takes it out on others smaller than him to look good. I can see in the parrats eyes that it does however have a understanding of the gray bird man and is upset about getting cut."</i> - Speeza on cartoon birds. |
Dec 30, 2002, 03:21 PM | |
Yes, lets. Or is everybody stuck on what I wrote last?
(Acid was wondering what was wrong with Electrik. He had talked in an almost... evil voice, and hadn't said goodbye. Deciding to put that out of his mind, he picked up nobody's unconscious body and released it out the airlock. He felt extremely weird doing so. When he returned to the control deck, he saw Electrik's ship was pretty close. In docking range, in fact. And closing fast. "WHAT THE HECK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!?" yelled Acid into the transmittor. "GETTING YOU." replied electrik...)
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Dec 30, 2002, 08:23 PM | |
Who said nobody died? After all, nobody has never been born and will never die! Also, nobody dosn't need to breath. Also, unless Acid has room for everybody in his spaceship, not everybody will fit.
The chaotic story will be back, right after this! *Subliminal message "Stuff is good"* *Camera starts at anouncer* "Try stuff! Everyone likes stuff! These are real people who have tried stuff and liked it!" *Camera switches to Rocky Racoon* "I tryed stuff. You should, too! Try stuff. Stuff is good!" *Camera switches to Homstar Runner* "I LIKE MARSHMELLOWS!!!" *Camera switches back to anouncer* "Try stuff, available wherever anything was ever sold!" *Camera switches off* *Subliminal message "Buy stuff"* And now, back to the show! I claim page 2WO!
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Dec 30, 2002, 09:45 PM | |
This is still page one for the majority of viewers, who use 40 posts per page and stuff.
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Dec 30, 2002, 10:48 PM | ||
Quote:
I can claim this page because it IS a page, no matter how convused anyone else is. So nya! `N0
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Jan 2, 2003, 01:59 AM | |
Am I alowed to post two story parts in a row?
Acid jumped at the controls and slamed the shields to max, just before Electrik's ship made contact. There was a huge sizziling noise as the two ships shields collided. Acid was pumping every bit of power he could find into his shield. Then there was a earth shattering explostion, and Acid knew no more.
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Jan 2, 2003, 12:11 PM | |
When Acid woke, he was chained to a wall in a dark room. He was badly burned, though it was amazing that he had even survived the explosion. He wondered why Electrik had captured him. It just didn't seem right.
After a few long hours in the cold room, Acid heard a noise. A noise like a bullet hitting metal. It was coming from the wall in from of him. It got louder. A small imprint was left in the metal wall, apparently being fired at. Then there was another noise. A noise like a powerful lazer cannon being charged. It slowly got louder, and louder untill... BBBAAAANG! An enourmous hole was blasted in the wall. Large shards of metal flew in all directions, one barely missing Acid's head. He was apparently in a space ship, because the cold vacuum of space was pulling him off the ground, though the chains were holding him in the ship, he knew he would run out of air soon if the Oxygen Generator couldn't make air faster than the gaping hole could pull it out. I single figure climbed through the hole. It was crawling on all fours to fight the vaccum of space. The figure reached though the hole and began to enter. It was a rabbit holding a shotgun and wearing a hat labled "Electronic Pizza Delivery". As soon as he was fully in the ship, he looked upwards at nothing in perticular, his eyes facing in both directions and screamed at the top of his lungs "MR. CROW SAYS: DID SOMEBODY ORDER A PIZZA?!?!?!!!!!?" "No..." Acid cofusingly replied. "MR CROW SAYS: OOOPS, WRONG INTERGALACTIC CO-ORDINATE. MY BAD." and began to leave. "Wait... er... Electro Pizza," Acid read off the upside-down plastic name tag pinned to his shirt. Acid needed to get out of here, and find out what happened to Electrik. This pizza mis-delivery may just be his chance. Electro Pizza was used in this without permission. If he wants to complain, I don't really care because this is perfectly fine as long as I don't sell this story. So haha.
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GENERATION 22: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment. <i>"This picture shows me that the gray bird man is just a bully and picks on smaller birds. Just because he has no friends and takes it out on others smaller than him to look good. I can see in the parrats eyes that it does however have a understanding of the gray bird man and is upset about getting cut."</i> - Speeza on cartoon birds. |
Jan 22, 2003, 09:14 PM | |
"CALL ME PIZ. EVERYONE DOES. I'M NOT SURE WHY THOUGH."
"Ok, so Piz, can you unchain me from this wall?" "MR CROW SAYS: HOLD ON TOO UR HAT" Before Acid had a chance to blink, Piz had a gigantic lazer cannon aimed three inches from his head, and before he had finished his blink his fur was singed and his chains were turned to dust. "Ah, thanks Piz. Can I borrow your lazer cannon?" "MR CROW SAYS ANYTHING FOR A CUSTOMER!"
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Jan 23, 2003, 03:44 AM | |
YES! MY THREAD IS IMMORTAL!
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GENERATION 22: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment. <i>"This picture shows me that the gray bird man is just a bully and picks on smaller birds. Just because he has no friends and takes it out on others smaller than him to look good. I can see in the parrats eyes that it does however have a understanding of the gray bird man and is upset about getting cut."</i> - Speeza on cartoon birds. |
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