Jul 4, 2004, 04:50 PM | |
So...when's this game gonna finally start? I seem to be writing my own story here.
Tia, still shaking, holds onto Xion as he guides her to his room. A door, with a crudely-written "XION" on it, Xion stops at. "We're here." Xion presses a button on the door to reveal a rather lavish room. King size bed, a couch, two computers, and private bathroom with shower. Three windows look out the bow side of the craft, but they've been covered with shades so Tia doesn't freak. "is...is it safe?" Tia stutters a bit, continuing to cling to Xion's robe. "Very safe. For years I lived in this small cabin..." Xion says, guiding Tia to the couch. "Small?" Tia says, looking around. "This is rather lavish." "Nah. This is tiny compared to the room I have in Gran Da Val." Xion says, sitting himself and Tia down. Tia scoots onto Xion's lap, clinging still. "I'm still terrified." Tia says, looking at Xion. "You're just...fearless. Nothing phases you. Delbiters? You tamed one. You single-handedly rebelled against the queen and won! You even stared death in the eyes and prevailed. Is there anything that scares you?" Xion looks away, somewhat embarrassed. "Well...I'm afraid of..." Xion mumbles something inaudibly. "Afraid of what..." Tia says, getting closer to him. "...Comeon...you're amoungst privacy." Xion stares into Tia's eyes. "Afraid of..." Xion does a full body shiver, undoubtably felt by Tia, then he whispers "kitsune." "...Those don't exist." Tia says, looking at Xion. "...They do exist...in many planes. Not in any of the ones that you know of." Xion looks away. "Why do they scare you?" Tia says, pulling Xion's face back to look at her slowly. "...Kitsunes with realms are just scary things." Xion says, his voice cracking. "I once stumbled into one of their realms and they just...didn't like me. They're very protective of their realm, and they will do anything to make your life a living hell, even though they have the power to seduce and enslave anybody they want..." "aww...poor Xion..." Tia says. "Well, hopefully there will be no kitsune where we go...and I'll protect you." Xion looks at Tia, glossy-eyed. "Thank you." Xion clings to Tia's shoulder, crying a little. "Thank you so much." pageclaim.
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Jul 4, 2004, 05:55 PM | |
I can't start it until L_G gives this the go-ahead, and we come to an agreement on the rules. Once that is done, I guess we can start.
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Jul 8, 2004, 03:28 PM | |
Looks like it's up to me to write more story.
"So..." Tia says to Xion, eyeing up his armor. "What about your past?" Xion sighs. "Must you pry into every aspect of my life?" Tia nods silently. "I guess...This ship is called the Anarchist. I despised the principal government and their 'rules' and their regulations of trade." Xion makes quotes with his fingers on the word 'rules'. "So I decided to go into the black market of sorts and get all my things there. Tons of things..." Xion puts on his chest armor and the gloves again. "From the biggest bazookas" A large metal bazooka, roughly 5 feet long and half a foot wide at the end, appears on Xion's shoulder in a flash of light. Tia tries to touch it but her hand goes through it. "What the..." Tia says, still trying to grab the bazooka. Tia then tries one last time and clings to the bazooka. Xion smiles, as he flicks up an access panel on his chest armor. "How was I not able to touch it before?" "Photon Technology. Like Magic, but can be controlled with computers instead of with hands." Xion says. "It's the basic manipulation of light into the creation of particles, such as this bazooka..." In another flash of light, the bazooka is gone and now in Xion's right hand is a small object, about the size of a brick cut in half, and white. "And this tiny little handgun." "Like that can do any damage..." Tia says, sarcastically. "Looks can be very deciving, Tia. Sometimes the most powerful things come in the smallest packages. Look at the Moogles!" Xion says to Tia. Tia does a full body shiver. "Filthy little wretches..." Tia mumbles. Xion looks at Tia, confused. "Now why is that?" Xion says. Tia looks at Xion, suprised. "oh...nothing." Tia says. "So what can this tiny little thing do?" Tia puts her hand on the small object and Xion flinches away quickly "This is very dangerous right now, Tia." Xion glances at a clock on the wall, a digital one. 638 it says. "I best just put it away." In a flash of light the small object is disappeared. Tia hugs Xion and whispers something in his ear. Xion gets a sly grin and hugs her back.
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Jul 8, 2004, 05:53 PM | |
BAH. I LIVE, MORTALS.
In other words, I've been lazy. Here I come! >=) L_G sat there, waiting. Kamikura fiddled with the camera for a bit, but it soon spewed out smoke and exploded in a shower of sparks. "Is this really necessary?" Kamikura asked, wiping the soot from his face. "Can't you just email him or something?" "They can trace it, and unless I tell them what really happened when I came to the JCF, they'll hunt me down like those accursed Flying Lizards in JJ2," L_G replied. "I'll make another one," he said as Kamikura was about to fetch another camera. With a snap of his fingers and a mere thought, a brand new digital video recorder materialized on the tripod. "This one won't blow up, I promise!" said Kamikura gleefully as he turned it on. L_G smirked. "Don't worry. It's so easy to use, I doubt even you can wreck it." Kamikura gave him a 'I'm a lot smarter than that' look, then said, "We're rolling. Start whenever you're ready." L_G cleared his throat and began: "Greetings Risp, and/or Stratn if you're there. If you're watching this, you may think I'm about to announce my plans for universal domination, but that is not true. I am not the enemy you're searching for. All this time, ever since I set foot on the JCF, the L_G you've been fighting is an imposter, intending to destroy me by any means necessary. And he could have succeeded if I hadn't sent the Elemental Guardians after him. He could have taken over my dimension, yours, and many others, but that isn't important. What is important is that he must be punished for the crimes against both of us and others that have suffered. Leaders of the Peep Army, I give to you Newb, the real enemy behind this conspiracy!" The camera swiveled to L_G's right, pointing at a set of double metal doors. the doors opened, and as cold mist filled the room, the inside of the room was revealed. Kamikura and L_G gasped in shock. It appeared that something was kept in here before, but there was nothing but shards of red ice and a huge blast mark on the wall. It looked like the blast was meant to puncture a hole in the wall, but failed somehow. "This...this is impossible!!" stammered L_G. "Well, you DID give him super author powers," Kamikura remarked, holding the camera over his shoulder. "But nothing like this! We have to find him immediately!!!" "Should I stop recording?" "No," L_G began. "If we stop recording, we won't have any evidence to prove this happened." "Well, what SHOULD we do? Newb nearly wiped us out once before..." "Put everyone on full alert. Goku, Sonic, Optimus, everyone. We're rounding up the Dream Fighters bagging us a marshmallow. Maybe we can find Nadia too...and give that camera to a Lakitu, for goodness' sake!!!" Kamikura rolled his eyes. "Of course, how silly of me." He handed it over to a turtle-like creature who was floating on a cloud somewhere in his vicinity, as if it had been there forever. He seemed anxious to put the camera on a fishing pole and dangle it overhead, recording Kamikura's movements, which he thought was pretty lame. 'In all the games I played, the camera was never held by someone else. L_G must be more insane than I thought...and is leaving without me. Get a move on, genius!' he thought to himself as they headed outside to the garage. I'll try to minimize Video Game/Anime/Cartoon appearances as much as possible this time around.
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Jul 8, 2004, 07:14 PM | |
hopefully
Over in the peep base, in the left side, Risp sat. He watched the parade grounds below, as the regiments of peeps marched back and forth to a background of drums. He looked up, and saw a fleet of ships - his ships - in orbit, drifting decievingly slowly, like alligators pretending to be logs. Aircars speed industriously around, as far as the eye can see, transporting supplies and troops all across the world. Over the horizon bases are being built and defences constructed. Workers work night and day to make more, more buildings. The new center of the Peep Army is being built... ...now the peep army sleeps, but it soon will be awakened... ..."Sir! We have recieved a transmission! Directing to you now..." Chapter 2 - The Dawn of a new Age
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Jul 8, 2004, 08:27 PM | |
EDIT: I didn't like how this post turned out, so I got rid of it. I'll make a new story segment soon.
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Jul 9, 2004, 01:05 AM | |
OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG!
(can you explain that double post?)
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Jul 9, 2004, 04:57 AM | |
...bizzare. That first one, I never even posted. I only looked at a preview of it.
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Jul 9, 2004, 05:11 AM | |
Flowing through space in his protection blob, as usual, Cooba couldn't find any hint where to go. The stone pyramid on weird steamy planet of undead was closed solid. No space stations anywhere. Lost in space.
HINTS PLZ.
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Jul 9, 2004, 05:27 AM | |
My base is on a planet on the other side of the galaxy. I am far from you, and do not know you exist. Sorry, no help here. However, after randomly picking your location I say that you are near the new fortress of the Cyber Lords. You could ask them for help; they know where I am.
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Jul 9, 2004, 05:32 AM | |
On a nearby planet. Niz is not there; she is with me. Their leader, Fia'onn, can teleport you to my base, since he knows ancient magic.
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Jul 9, 2004, 12:23 PM | |
"What the hell was that?" Xion says, rushing into the cockpit of the Anarchist.
"I have no clue!" Gradient says, panicing and rushing all over the controls. "It was like a huge rupture through space and time...as if something big is loose." "Awww sh-" A huge spacecraft blows past them almost putting them into a barrel roll. Xion flies off to the side. "Tia's not gonna be happy about this!" Tia runs out into the cockpit and quickly clings to Xion as he's getting up. "What's going on?" Tia says, shaking. Xion holds Tia close, comforting her. "We're trying to find that out, Tia." Malta pokes her head into the cockpit. "Umm...Xion?" Malta says, and calls Xion to her with her finger. "I have something to show you." Xion, Tia, and Malta head back into a room with a beautifully written "Malta" on it. The door opens to a large room, much akin to those back on Gran Da Val, but with computers around. "Malta...what did you do with this room?" Xion says, looking around amazed. "I figured that a planesmage will need the happenings on any problems, so I found this room with a large amount of busted computer parts and refurbished them." Malta says, sitting down in a chair with a Keyboard that pulls across the lap. "I bet you didn't know I was such a tech savvy person!" Malta smiles, as she scoots across the room to a monitor. "This is what I want to show you." She presses a few keystrokes and the movie taken of Lem begins to play. "In the name of everything good and holy..." Xion says, watching the video. "I'm so happy that I combined planesmagick and technology so I can keep tabs on the government so many years ago...but now this is actually being used for good!" Another rock of the ship launches Tia and Xion back, but Malta reacted quickly and grabbed onto a ledge with her foot. Xion gets up and heads to the cockpit again. "Gradient!" "yessir!" Gradient says, swiveling in the chair to look at Xion. "Initiate the Jumpdrives. We're going into peep territory. Now." Xion says to Gradient, very stern. "Wow...determined, are we?" Gradient says, swiveling back. "You have no idea." Xion says, standing behind Gradient looking out the window.
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Jul 9, 2004, 01:05 PM | |
L_G and Kamikura jumped into the front seats of L_G's Toyota Sienna. It looked like an ordinary minivan, but L_G upgraded it like you wouldn't believe. Nitrus, Anti-lock brakes, advanced tracking systems, forcefield, roof mounted lasers and rockets, and over a dozen cupholders for long trips.
Sleeping in the back was L_G's oddest creation to date, a Chao named Guzz. Fused with a Pikachu, a Bomchu, A Chu Chu, and all of the insane leftover ideas he had from older, failed plans, Guzz was around to help, while inducing chaos and annoyance in everyone. Plus, he had tendency to self-destruct randomly. He could reform himself, but at the cost of half his remaining strength. Yep, L_G had definately gone overboard. As they pulled out the driveway and peeled out into the street, Guzz hung onto a window like so many Garfield plushies while the Lakitu hovered around inside the van, recording everything that was going on. Suddenly, they screeched to a halt. Guzz fell off the window, shouting something about hairballs as he fell. There he was- Newb, laying there in the middle of the street, seemingly unconsious. He indeed was a Kirby repaint, but all L_G did when he made him was paint his feet purple and put a black baseball cap on him. Drawing their weapons, L_G and co. exited the vehicle while Guzz crawled out and said, "Oh hector, I pine for you..." as it he had been reciting one of Strong Bad's e-mails. L_G trained his Blitz Cannon on Newb while Kamikura had his lightsaber out. The Lakitu followed. "Think he's dead?" asked Kamikura. "No way," replied L_G. "He could surive a fast-moving semi truck and all he'd get is a bruise or two. "What about a tank?" "Yeah, a tank would definately put him out cold-" It happened very quickly. A purple blur shot from out of nowhere and moved behind L_G, and as the stranger breathed on him, L_G could feel every ounce of energy leaving his body, dropping him into unconsiousness before he fell over in a heap, lifeless. The purple blur then turned on Kamikura, slicing him to ribbons in a matter of seconds. The figure ignored Guzz, as he was busy dancing on a trash can lid. The Viera assassin admired her handiwork; one warrior was out of the picture, while the other was being dragged by Newb. The Lakitu stayed to continue recording everything, and neither seemed to mind. "So much for my old plan.." Newb grunted. Dragging an inert body isn't as easy as it looked, especially if you were only a few feet tall. "Lemme help you with that," the Viera said, picking up L_G and carried him piggy-back. Newb smiled. "One more thing..." Newb turned to the minivan and shot a bolt of lighting from his hand, destroying the vehicle and everything in it. "Um, aren't we supposed to keep this a low profile?" asked the Viera. "No one's going to notice. There's only NPCs living in this neighborhood, and they don't pay attention to anything," replied Newb in a confident voice. "Of course, how silly of me." They both laughed evilly, and the Lakitu followed. Whether Guzz was paying attention or not, no one knew. All he was doing was singing various Weird Al songs and jumping on people's rooftops. Of course, the NPCs didn't notice this either.
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Jul 9, 2004, 03:38 PM | ||
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...Let me get this picture right. A chao...a pikachu...a bomchu...a chu chu...and anything else you had left? What kind of Victor Frankenstein are you?! "XION!" Malta screams from the back of the ship. Xion turns back and rushes back. Another rocking of the ship...Xion gets slammed against the wall, and knocked cold. ...Xion wakes up. Glancing at the wall clock...300. "My head..." Xion says in a moan. He tries to get up, but notices that the passage has seemingly gotten shorter. The area is very dark. Xion mumbles a few words under his breath, laying on his back, and a small blue light appears in his hands. Noticing now that the entire ship is cocked sideways, he looks to the area with the cockpit. "Gradient!" Gradient swivels in his chair, undoubtably strapped in. "Something wrong, Xion? You were knocked out for quite a while. Jumpdrive has been enabled, we should be at the edge of peep territory by 346." "Ya think there's something wrong here? First of all the lights are out, and secondly THE SHIP IS ON A TILT!!!" Xion says, a little angered. Gradient turns around, looking at the outside. The outside is a wormhole, pale blue and white mixing and interweaving around in itself. Gradient swivels back around and gives Xion a confused look. "Try holding your arm out straight. Then relax it. Watch where it goes." Gradient extends his arm straight out in front of him, then lets it go, flopping off to the left. "See? The Gravity is stuck on the left. Readjust it, please." "umm...how?" Gradient questions. Xion suddenly appears at the left side of Gradient, clinging to the chair. "How'd you do that?" "Blink. Planesmage ability." Xion calmly says, then presses a few buttons on the control panel. A few moments later, the lights come back on and Xion is on his feet. "Get some rest, Gradient. I'll take it from here." Gradient nods, unbuckles, and goes back to his room. "Oh, and Gradient..." Gradient looks back at Xion. "...Where's Tia?" "In your room, in your bed...last I saw." Gradient says. "And I bet the last you saw was before you accidentally put the ship on a tilt." Xion says, pressing a few buttons. The word "AUTOPILOT" appears on the screen and Xion heads back into his room. Sure enough, Tia's fast asleep in the edge of the room. Xion lifts her in his arms, and puts her in the bed. Xion covers her up, and she rolls over with a sigh. Xion heads out to Malta's room to see how she is. Malta's fast asleep in front of the computer, with a note attached to it. The note reads as follows: "Xion, I have some footage to show you. Let me know when I wake up. Malta." Xion pockets the note, pats Malta on her head, then heads back to the cockpit. Xion sits down in the chair, straps in, and maintains the controls.
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Jul 9, 2004, 04:01 PM | |
I must have mistyped that. I meant that L_G fused a Chao (Chao can absorb the traits of animals, if you remember Sonic Adventure), and Bombchu. Then L_G programmed it to say and do random things.
Alas, I'm not a Frankenstein. I'm more like one of those Shapers from Geneforge. X)
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Jul 9, 2004, 04:08 PM | |
Except with infinate essence.
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Jul 9, 2004, 04:13 PM | |
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╔═════════════╗ ║&&&&&&&&&&&&&║ ║& & &║ ║& & g K?&║ ║& g &║ ║& B &║ ║& g &║ ║& &║ ║& & &║ ║&& & &║ ║&&&&&&&&&&&&&║ ╚═════════════╝ BLOOM: This power...how did I use it? I don't understand... OGRE: That's no ordinary human. GET HER, GHOULS! The battle begins! Objective: Defeat the Ogre. (B)Bloom HP: 16/16 MP: 15/15 Move: 5 (3, 5) Attacks: Fire Punch Spells: Fireball (1) (g)Ghoul HP: 10/10 Move: 3 (9, 3) (g)Ghoul HP: 10/10 Move: 3 (7, 4) (g)Ghoul HP: 10/10 Move: 3 (5, 6) Attacks: Claw (K)Ogre? HP: 20/20 MP: 15/15 Move: 4 (11, 2) Attacks: Knuckle Sandwich, Staff of Solaria Spells: Shine (2) (?) Mysterious Girl HP: 0/19 (12, 2)
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Jul 12, 2004, 08:29 AM | |
Diesel shuffles out from his room, across from Malta's room, and into the cockpit area. "My head..." Diesel moans, and Xion turns around to look at him.
"Blame Gradient. He put the ship on a tilt without knowing it." Xion says, calmly. "So what are you up to?" "I'm just gonna head back and check on the engines, see what's up." Diesel says, then starts to turn back. "Diesel..." Xion says, Diesel turns to look at him. "When the ship was on a tilt, the lights were out for some reason. Can you check that out?" Diesel nods, and heads back. Xion swivels around, and looks at the infinite space in front of him.
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Jul 22, 2004, 01:59 PM | |
Xion, completely passed out at the captain's chair, is abruptly awoken when the ship suddenly shifts. "What the..." Xion mumbles, looking at the gigantic objects in space only a few yards away. Malta, Tia, and Diesel come to the cockpit to see what happened that the ship would shift like it did. "Well..." Xion says, swiveling around to look at the three. "We're here."
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