Recent content by Kanelol

me n my buddy nick will be there tomorrow night :) how many other people you think are coming?

what time, on the 27th? might come out there

all I've ever played is melee but I've always wanted to try P:M it looks fun

let me get in on that

fairborn? i go to school there. Dayton? I work there. melee? i play that? we need to get together before winter breaks over kids PM me

y'all play melee, right? a buddy of mine moved to cinci recently and all we do is smash. we both used to live in the middle of nowhere but now that we're in a city we've been meaning to meet up with some other like minded individuals :)

Anyone playing any melee anywhere near here :(

laah my *****! i remember you and yeah im down to smash with all of you its just due to a certain legal issue im not exactly able to drive at this current juncture. i have a buddy that i smash with that *might* drive to certain places but its iffy. all y'all in the dayton area should just meet...

hey yo. dayton/beavercreek area. go to school at wright state now and started to like get back into smash, because me and a buddy always see these kids playing brawl in the lounge at the student union and I was like 'nah lemme teach you how to be good at melee' and etc etc. what I'm getting at...

I appreciate the criticism, Gold. There were no thesauri involved, but I will admit to a little bit of tryhard-ness during the writing process, just because, I mean, obviously, duh. Part of it was the piece being written from the POV of a character that is contemptuous w/r/t the actual events of...

port authority BAM

Your fingers convulse in a way similar to the way they would mid wavedash, except.. You're laying in bed trying to go to sleep.

Some of the poem seemed like insubstantial formality. Wisdom/knowledge soliloquies and whathaveyou. Aside from that, a little verbose-y, but good. Not that I know much about poetry, but like, still. Also, Alien Vision, lol, P.S., I don't think there's really any huge message to the poem. Or...

Pretty open ended prompt: Write about an event or occurrence that was important in your life. I mean, the teacher hated it, is the only reason I'm sketched out. That's pretty much kind of exactly what I was going for but she (the aforementioned teacher) said she had no idea what was going on...

Wrote a rough draft of this, turned it in, and the teacher was like: Wahhh I don't understand WAHHH REWRITE IT. So I rewrote it, tried to give a little more context. Help? -I am in here. I am seated, posture consciously congruent to the hard wood chair, the anterior sides of my forearms...