I just realized I don't know where the numbers 3164 come from. It can't be a birthday unless he was 36 years old, and based on his posts, I'm going to go waaaaaay out on a limb and rule it safe to assume he was not half that. Possibly not one-third that.Pikachu, realizing that he was now safe, thanked Mark and went down to play SSB.
[I wonder how many people will try to kill me anyways?] asked Pikachu.
(If you can't tell by know, Pikachu has very few friends. I mean very little. Hint, hint.)
Gee, I wonder why not? Hint, hint.At that very moment, an AC that will remain unnamed tried to slice Pikachu in half. Tim's boat blasted the unnamed AC.
Sorry for the pontification here--you can skip this if you want to move on to more funny--but seriously, people. No one likes a whiner. If you whine all the time--to other people or just to yourself, either way--that you don't have any friends and no one cares about you, then realize there is a very simple reason for this: NO ONE LIKES A WHINER. People do not like to be around negative, depressing people. Period. If you want friends, behave like someone you'd want to be friends with.[This message has been edited by Pikachu3164 (edited 04-13-2000).]
Post #77, by Earth Bound Ranger
Seeing that he was no longer needed around for the protection of pikachu (thanks to an unnamed boat),
Well, that is true. Tim never told us what the boat's name is. Which is lame, because 77% of the fun of owning a boat is giving it a funny name.Mark started up the school of Mu, where all who wished to learn or improve their Mu could join.
My barnyard impressions are perfectly fine, thank you.He also noticed that his picture was on a milk carton, but didn't care. It was GREAT to be out of Idaho, but it was then that he noticed that everyone else was there too. This was going a little too far. Someone had to notify the parents and tell them that their sons and daughters were all right.
In retrospect, it feels like the sons' and daughters' fault for not telling anyone where they were going, hijacking poorly functioning aerial vehicles, etc. But anyway, shouldn't those parents know by now that their child is an immortal AC?Mark was too busy to do this because of the Mu school, but he went looking for applicants for the job. He also realized that more than half of the people here didn't have rides back, and they needed a way back. This was a problem that Mark could not solve without help, so he went to the staff members of SM.net for help...
...I don't know why this is considered a problem? In an IF story?
Post #78, by Queen Catherine
Matt and I walked through the island for wo hours.
Wo hours? That's just short of qai hours, a touch longer than vu hours, right?We spotted no sign of anyone.
"This is hopeless." I said with a sigh.
"Whoa," Matt said suddenly, "did you hear that?"
I fell silent and heard some yells being heard. They said, "FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT" .
"That's the crew of starmen.net!" I realized. Matt, we finally found them.
"I actually found someone named Chris, but he just left us-" Matt corrected as I grabbed his wrist and pulled him into a clearing.
We saw everyone crowding two boys. I recognized waffle, but as for the other boy, I did not know him. Everyone began to stare at us of our entrance for a long time...
QC officially has issues with putting words in nonsensical order and/or leaving crucial words out, making 'her' sentences come out as nonsense.
Post #79, by waffle
"ehh? Fight? heck no!" waffle said getting up,"I just came over here to maybe dance a little and stuff!"
Dammit. I was really hoping for a fight. Can you tell that some of the writers are now getting bored and trying to find a way to work some violence in?"Oh,um,well,sorry anyway..." Mog said picking up the ball.
"Tis ok." Waffle walked over to where funky music was blasting."Now time to groove!"
He started dancing when...
Post #80, by Luna
The rain had stopped, and Luna was gazing over her map of the island. "Maybe I could go for a swim... or maybe rock climbing! So many things to do! Oh well, I'll start off by swimming. I only have a half-hour till the meeting anyways..." She thought to herself as she ran towards the sea. Unfortunatly, she didn't see the Jellyfish that happened to be lurking right where she jumped off the pier.
Luna was terrified of jellyfish (or so she said, anyway) and played it up all the time. They were regular tormentors in her writing."OOOOH! OWCHIEEEES!!" Luna screamed as she dogpaddled away from the jellyfish. (Which is very hard to do if your paralyzed) She finally got to a place where she could stand, and started yelling for help.
"Mental note to self: check water for unusual bubbles before diving in" she mumbled. "Heeeeelp!! Over here! help?! Anyone?!"
You'd think someone so keenly afraid of jellyfish would have some vinegar nearby to neutralize their stings with.
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