Dr. Sloth
Smash Lord
*tilts his head upwards and gazes at the towering image*
Sweeeeeeeeet... ^.^
Sweeeeeeeeet... ^.^
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Winds of Fate: The X Factor (Teen Titans)
- Thread starter Destiny Smasher
- Start date
I thought so.
Tenochtitlan is pretty done (drawn), and I will say that she doesn't look the way I imagined her, but I also didn't expect her to. After all, she's the one character whose image came completely from my own head.
I'm working on the next scene, and have a decent chunk done. I just finished work this week, and tomorrow's orientation. We'll see how much time I'll have to write during the first few weeks of college, what-not with the college classes, the homwork, and the work...-_-'
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Owwww...
My brain hurts...
Orientation today...Like, I mean, TODAY, not just for an hour, or whatever. And there's more of it tomorrow...
I have a couple jobs to shift around, college starts on Monday...I still have a lot of stuf I need to do for college, too, and my classes haven't even started...*groan*
They friggin' re-imaged my laptop, so all the customized goodness (bookmarks, shortcuts, etc.) and all of my files (which I backed up and now have to re-copy) are all gone, and it's gonna take me a while to shift everything back into place...
Soooo...Suffice it to say I won't be able to write too much in the days to come, methinks.
Tenochtitlan is pretty done (drawn), and I will say that she doesn't look the way I imagined her, but I also didn't expect her to. After all, she's the one character whose image came completely from my own head.
I'm working on the next scene, and have a decent chunk done. I just finished work this week, and tomorrow's orientation. We'll see how much time I'll have to write during the first few weeks of college, what-not with the college classes, the homwork, and the work...-_-'
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Owwww...
My brain hurts...Orientation today...Like, I mean, TODAY, not just for an hour, or whatever. And there's more of it tomorrow...
I have a couple jobs to shift around, college starts on Monday...I still have a lot of stuf I need to do for college, too, and my classes haven't even started...*groan*
They friggin' re-imaged my laptop, so all the customized goodness (bookmarks, shortcuts, etc.) and all of my files (which I backed up and now have to re-copy) are all gone, and it's gonna take me a while to shift everything back into place...
Soooo...Suffice it to say I won't be able to write too much in the days to come, methinks.
Well, I managed to figure out some things that put my mind at ease, and finished the next scene.
There may not be anyone HERE this week, but here you go.
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“Robin…Robin! ROBIN!”
A disinclining groan spilled from the young man’s mouth as he turned in his bed like a bear trying to hide from spring. His mind wasn’t awake enough to send the message to his arms to reach out and whack the metallic man who glowered down at him with dulled annoyance. However, Robin’s brain did make an attempt, which resulted in his arm flopping over the side of the bed and hanging limp afterward.
“It’s eleven in the morning, Rob,” Cyborg grumbled, pinching Robin’s shoulder with his hand and mechanically lifting him onto his feet, a distasteful glaze over his eye. “Come on, man, get up.”
Robin’s legs instinctively held him up in place, though this wasn’t saying much. His mind was as clear as tomato soup as his eyelids were gradually lifted up high enough to kind of make out the fuzzy Cyborg that towered over him. He attempted to speak, but nothing discernable came out. Whatever he had lazily pushed out of his lips, it hadn’t been words, that was for sure. Cyborg jolted the barely conscious boy, jerking him back and forth a few times by the shoulders. So much for him being the early bird…
“Mmmeh?” he drooled out. It wasn’t translatable, but it was at least SOME kind of speech—a step in the right direction, if anything. Cyborg’s partially robotic mouth let a wholly human sigh of impatience spill into the rusty morning air of Robin’s bed room.
“Yo, Robin,” he spoke, his tone as soft as concrete. “When you’re awake, come downstairs, a’ight?” There was a dim-witted pause, then a couple of slow, thoughtless blinks, and Cyborg threw in the towel. Tossing his arms in the air in a swift and apathetic motion, he groaned irritably.
Leaving the Titan leader to his own devices (which were more like primitive tools than devices at the time), Cyborg exited the room with the same casual air that he had entered, and went straight down the hall to his own room. By now, he was sure that everyone was awake, besides Robin, of course.
Although…Raven hadn’t been in her room when he checked. But, then again, there hadn’t been any signs of Star being in HER room, either. This wasn’t peculiar, really. Yea, Raven had probably managed to get Starfire out and had taken her off somewhere. At least Star hadn’t had to go through all of the crap from last night…Which reminded him: his main man Mario had some explaining to do. He had a LOT of explaining to do. The next thing he knew, that guy would be goin’ all ninja, doin’ all that ninjutsu crap—kung fu, duplicatin’ himself, doin’ that disappear-get-replaced-by-a-log thing…Where did he learn to do that stuff, anyway? Cyborg had a very funny feeling that Mario knew very well what was going on concerning his friends, and whatever it was, it was a lot bigger than Slade—it wasn’t natural.
He opened the door to his room after sticking him palm to the sensor on the wall and sending in code through his fingertips. It slowly slid open, and he couldn’t help but yawn as she trudged in. His eyes opened just in the nick of time to detect the skinny little witch with pink hair whom he had almost yawned right into. She didn’t look terribly pleased, either. No, she was definitely bored, he could tell. There was a brief moment of silence as the door closed, and they stared at each other for a moment in a far from comfortable silence.
“I’m going out today,” Jinx announced with bold nonchalance. She inspected her nails afterward, making sure they weren’t damaged in any way. She figured that she should probably ensure that her appearance as a whole was decent enough, because she wouldn’t want to go out in public without looking as good as she could. She was doing her best to look perfectly casual and in control, but Cyborg knew better. Jinx was bluffing her *** off—though he would compliment that it was a moderately cute ***, at that. The point of the matter was that she was hoping he’d help her get out and back in within being spotted. She had to get some air today, and being stuck in this room for a few days straight (aside from last night) had not been very fun. Oh, well, sure, she’d been escorted to the restroom during that period when need be, but that didn’t really count, now, did it?
Cyborg had trouble holding back a hearty chuckle. Though her air was arrogant and calm, he knew that deep down, her remark wasn’t an announcement, but a plea. She wanted to leave the tower, but something—maybe his scanners picked it up, or maybe his intuition did—whispered to him that she wanted to come back in when she was done having her fun. Ah, what the hell? Couldn’t hurt, right? She was a cute little witch, and she had bared with him this far…She deserved some time to herself.
Things would have to handled quite delicately, however—wouldn’t want Rob finding out about this. Ahhh—no. That’d be quite unpleasant. Hm…Better to get this out of the way now while it was early and the Titans were still lethargic.
There were a few moments of awkward tranquility as Cyborg’s processors analyzed the situation, and Jinx could feel her intestines wrap around her stomach, squeezing it into submission. She had to get the hell out of this tower for a while, or she’d go insane. Moreover, she could feel queasy pulses of misfortune tingling through her body—her powers, which she had managed to keep under control for the past while, were itching to bring some bad luck to the world around her.
“A’ight.”
Wh--? That was all? What was the catch…?
Jinx’s feline eyes narrowed at him, and she latched a hand on her hip, shifting her light weight a little to the side. Cyborg pitied those sharp, yellow eyes. They cut through his steel body and circuitry, piercing straight into his heart. They were resentful, doubtful, afraid…This girl had never known was true security was. There was always something that prevented it. Cyborg could only guess what factors would prevent her from knowing what safety was, but those eyes—those chilling retinas that questioned his integrity—they made sure he knew how much the girl really didn’t understand. She was a broken wretch of a woman, and Cyborg wanted to change that with every watt, volt, and ampere within him.
“C’mon.”
With that one word—clean, simple, and understanding in nature—Cyborg grabbed Jinx’s tiny, fragile hand in his goliath palm and dragged her out of the room. Giving the halls a quick check before he pulled her out, the bionic man made brisk steps toward the elevator at the end of the hall. Jinx gasped when a couple of small satellites of differing design cropped out of the broad, strong shoulders of titanium that supported his fierce, bold head. She found them to be rather adorable, spinning in happy little circles. Bleck. Where did THAT come from? But whether he was a robotic man or not, at least he was a big, strong…machismo-filled man...who had a sculpted face that drew her in—like a tuna to a fisherman’s net. She flopped and flapped, but no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn’t escape.
There was something else about him that really turned her on: he was genuinely…nice. He actually cared about people, and it was hot with an extra ‘t.’ Ermm…Not that she was going to tell anyone that, of course.
Besides, what the hell did she care if…HE cared? If he was going to be all nice and go out of his way to help her, risking his reputation and putting his loyalty on the line, going through so much trouble to sneak her out and in and such…why should she care, right? It was his choice, just as it was her choice to take advantage of it.
Why, then, did she NOT want to take advantage of the situation? Urgh, stupid…What was the word? Conscience? That was close enough, anyway. ****it, what was with this ‘conscience’ crap? She didn’t like it at first, but it wasn’t showing any signs of going away—it had already unpacked its bags, thrown its laundry in the washer, and put its clothes in the closet. This ‘conscience’ was here to stay, and she’d have to suck it up and deal.
“When’re you comin’ back?”
Hm? What? Oh, hey—fresh air! Holy ****, was that stuff so nice…
Jinx couldn’t help but take a moment to suck the precious gases in. It had been some time since she’d tasted it. A hint of damp salt filled her nostrils as waves were pushed by the brisk wind, crashing into the shores and spraying their contents into the air—that tasty, irresistible air. Yum, yum.
“Uhhhh…Yo, Jinx,” Cyborg tapped her bony little shoulder with a single finger—a chunky, sturdy finger.
Jinx’s relief was jolted so much that it was scared back into the little hole it had crawled out of, and her attitude took the reigns again.
“When did I say I was coming back?” she retorted with a spicy smirk.
Cyborg kept his cool, immune to her sass. He knew fully well that she intended to return, as she had no where else to go. With a calm shrug, Cyborg turned his back and said to her, “All right. Guess we’ll meet up the next time you rob a jewelry store, an—”
“Eight o’clock,” Jinx spat out in a rush as Cyborg opened the gigantic doors to his home.
Cyborg glanced over his shoulder with his black, nonchalant eye. There was a pause, then: “’K. Whatever. See you then.”
Sweeeeeeoooosshh. Gone.
Part of Jinx didn’t want to leave that big ol’ ‘T.’ She was sure it would grow on her…Whoa, whoa, wait. What? Geh, she had to stop thinking like that. Titan Tower was NOT her home.
But…as she stared up at it, and remembered all those things she had seen the night before…she realized that she wanted it to be.
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There may not be anyone HERE this week, but here you go.
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“Robin…Robin! ROBIN!”
A disinclining groan spilled from the young man’s mouth as he turned in his bed like a bear trying to hide from spring. His mind wasn’t awake enough to send the message to his arms to reach out and whack the metallic man who glowered down at him with dulled annoyance. However, Robin’s brain did make an attempt, which resulted in his arm flopping over the side of the bed and hanging limp afterward.
“It’s eleven in the morning, Rob,” Cyborg grumbled, pinching Robin’s shoulder with his hand and mechanically lifting him onto his feet, a distasteful glaze over his eye. “Come on, man, get up.”
Robin’s legs instinctively held him up in place, though this wasn’t saying much. His mind was as clear as tomato soup as his eyelids were gradually lifted up high enough to kind of make out the fuzzy Cyborg that towered over him. He attempted to speak, but nothing discernable came out. Whatever he had lazily pushed out of his lips, it hadn’t been words, that was for sure. Cyborg jolted the barely conscious boy, jerking him back and forth a few times by the shoulders. So much for him being the early bird…
“Mmmeh?” he drooled out. It wasn’t translatable, but it was at least SOME kind of speech—a step in the right direction, if anything. Cyborg’s partially robotic mouth let a wholly human sigh of impatience spill into the rusty morning air of Robin’s bed room.
“Yo, Robin,” he spoke, his tone as soft as concrete. “When you’re awake, come downstairs, a’ight?” There was a dim-witted pause, then a couple of slow, thoughtless blinks, and Cyborg threw in the towel. Tossing his arms in the air in a swift and apathetic motion, he groaned irritably.
Leaving the Titan leader to his own devices (which were more like primitive tools than devices at the time), Cyborg exited the room with the same casual air that he had entered, and went straight down the hall to his own room. By now, he was sure that everyone was awake, besides Robin, of course.
Although…Raven hadn’t been in her room when he checked. But, then again, there hadn’t been any signs of Star being in HER room, either. This wasn’t peculiar, really. Yea, Raven had probably managed to get Starfire out and had taken her off somewhere. At least Star hadn’t had to go through all of the crap from last night…Which reminded him: his main man Mario had some explaining to do. He had a LOT of explaining to do. The next thing he knew, that guy would be goin’ all ninja, doin’ all that ninjutsu crap—kung fu, duplicatin’ himself, doin’ that disappear-get-replaced-by-a-log thing…Where did he learn to do that stuff, anyway? Cyborg had a very funny feeling that Mario knew very well what was going on concerning his friends, and whatever it was, it was a lot bigger than Slade—it wasn’t natural.
He opened the door to his room after sticking him palm to the sensor on the wall and sending in code through his fingertips. It slowly slid open, and he couldn’t help but yawn as she trudged in. His eyes opened just in the nick of time to detect the skinny little witch with pink hair whom he had almost yawned right into. She didn’t look terribly pleased, either. No, she was definitely bored, he could tell. There was a brief moment of silence as the door closed, and they stared at each other for a moment in a far from comfortable silence.
“I’m going out today,” Jinx announced with bold nonchalance. She inspected her nails afterward, making sure they weren’t damaged in any way. She figured that she should probably ensure that her appearance as a whole was decent enough, because she wouldn’t want to go out in public without looking as good as she could. She was doing her best to look perfectly casual and in control, but Cyborg knew better. Jinx was bluffing her *** off—though he would compliment that it was a moderately cute ***, at that. The point of the matter was that she was hoping he’d help her get out and back in within being spotted. She had to get some air today, and being stuck in this room for a few days straight (aside from last night) had not been very fun. Oh, well, sure, she’d been escorted to the restroom during that period when need be, but that didn’t really count, now, did it?
Cyborg had trouble holding back a hearty chuckle. Though her air was arrogant and calm, he knew that deep down, her remark wasn’t an announcement, but a plea. She wanted to leave the tower, but something—maybe his scanners picked it up, or maybe his intuition did—whispered to him that she wanted to come back in when she was done having her fun. Ah, what the hell? Couldn’t hurt, right? She was a cute little witch, and she had bared with him this far…She deserved some time to herself.
Things would have to handled quite delicately, however—wouldn’t want Rob finding out about this. Ahhh—no. That’d be quite unpleasant. Hm…Better to get this out of the way now while it was early and the Titans were still lethargic.
There were a few moments of awkward tranquility as Cyborg’s processors analyzed the situation, and Jinx could feel her intestines wrap around her stomach, squeezing it into submission. She had to get the hell out of this tower for a while, or she’d go insane. Moreover, she could feel queasy pulses of misfortune tingling through her body—her powers, which she had managed to keep under control for the past while, were itching to bring some bad luck to the world around her.
“A’ight.”
Wh--? That was all? What was the catch…?
Jinx’s feline eyes narrowed at him, and she latched a hand on her hip, shifting her light weight a little to the side. Cyborg pitied those sharp, yellow eyes. They cut through his steel body and circuitry, piercing straight into his heart. They were resentful, doubtful, afraid…This girl had never known was true security was. There was always something that prevented it. Cyborg could only guess what factors would prevent her from knowing what safety was, but those eyes—those chilling retinas that questioned his integrity—they made sure he knew how much the girl really didn’t understand. She was a broken wretch of a woman, and Cyborg wanted to change that with every watt, volt, and ampere within him.
“C’mon.”
With that one word—clean, simple, and understanding in nature—Cyborg grabbed Jinx’s tiny, fragile hand in his goliath palm and dragged her out of the room. Giving the halls a quick check before he pulled her out, the bionic man made brisk steps toward the elevator at the end of the hall. Jinx gasped when a couple of small satellites of differing design cropped out of the broad, strong shoulders of titanium that supported his fierce, bold head. She found them to be rather adorable, spinning in happy little circles. Bleck. Where did THAT come from? But whether he was a robotic man or not, at least he was a big, strong…machismo-filled man...who had a sculpted face that drew her in—like a tuna to a fisherman’s net. She flopped and flapped, but no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn’t escape.
There was something else about him that really turned her on: he was genuinely…nice. He actually cared about people, and it was hot with an extra ‘t.’ Ermm…Not that she was going to tell anyone that, of course.
Besides, what the hell did she care if…HE cared? If he was going to be all nice and go out of his way to help her, risking his reputation and putting his loyalty on the line, going through so much trouble to sneak her out and in and such…why should she care, right? It was his choice, just as it was her choice to take advantage of it.
Why, then, did she NOT want to take advantage of the situation? Urgh, stupid…What was the word? Conscience? That was close enough, anyway. ****it, what was with this ‘conscience’ crap? She didn’t like it at first, but it wasn’t showing any signs of going away—it had already unpacked its bags, thrown its laundry in the washer, and put its clothes in the closet. This ‘conscience’ was here to stay, and she’d have to suck it up and deal.
“When’re you comin’ back?”
Hm? What? Oh, hey—fresh air! Holy ****, was that stuff so nice…
Jinx couldn’t help but take a moment to suck the precious gases in. It had been some time since she’d tasted it. A hint of damp salt filled her nostrils as waves were pushed by the brisk wind, crashing into the shores and spraying their contents into the air—that tasty, irresistible air. Yum, yum.
“Uhhhh…Yo, Jinx,” Cyborg tapped her bony little shoulder with a single finger—a chunky, sturdy finger.
Jinx’s relief was jolted so much that it was scared back into the little hole it had crawled out of, and her attitude took the reigns again.
“When did I say I was coming back?” she retorted with a spicy smirk.
Cyborg kept his cool, immune to her sass. He knew fully well that she intended to return, as she had no where else to go. With a calm shrug, Cyborg turned his back and said to her, “All right. Guess we’ll meet up the next time you rob a jewelry store, an—”
“Eight o’clock,” Jinx spat out in a rush as Cyborg opened the gigantic doors to his home.
Cyborg glanced over his shoulder with his black, nonchalant eye. There was a pause, then: “’K. Whatever. See you then.”
Sweeeeeeoooosshh. Gone.
Part of Jinx didn’t want to leave that big ol’ ‘T.’ She was sure it would grow on her…Whoa, whoa, wait. What? Geh, she had to stop thinking like that. Titan Tower was NOT her home.
But…as she stared up at it, and remembered all those things she had seen the night before…she realized that she wanted it to be.
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MewtwoMaster2002
ミュウツーマスター2002
Great updates. My favorite part was when Metal Mario and Mario fought. Haven't noticed any mistakes.
Thanks. 
That was about the most critical comment you've said in a while. Not that this is saying MUCH, I suppose... Just a lazy lil' bum, eh? A reader is still a reader, though.
That was about the most critical comment you've said in a while. Not that this is saying MUCH, I suppose... Just a lazy lil' bum, eh? A reader is still a reader, though.
Dr. Sloth
Smash Lord
Good, as always. I've been noticing the increasing amount of detail you're adding to the story. The dialogue, the body movements, the mental activites... Definitely some professional additions. Although i'm starting to notice that sometimes, my spongey brain can't absorb all the information at once, and I find myself reading the paragraphs a second time in order to soak up the remaining information.
Of course, that's not necessarily a bad thing. It just takes an extra lump of brain power, which, in a sense, makes reading (and understanding) the story a more worthwhile experience. Just... don't go overboard with it.
Of course, that's not necessarily a bad thing. It just takes an extra lump of brain power, which, in a sense, makes reading (and understanding) the story a more worthwhile experience. Just... don't go overboard with it.
I don't intend to expend much more effort than I have lately, at least not until my skills develop where I can do so easily.
Anyway, this is my second day of classes now, yea...*sigh* And I still have issues to worry about besides the classes themselves...
Anyway, this is my second day of classes now, yea...*sigh* And I still have issues to worry about besides the classes themselves...
Dr. Sloth
Smash Lord
Same here. Not only do I have to prepare for 11th grade, but I have to worry about several other things as well. Not to mention the tragedy that happened two days ago...
Basically, my brother's car was stolen by one of his best friends late at night. Being drunken and fatigued, the guy basically drove the car off the road, flying 75 feet through the air, and smashing through two poles before eventually crashing into the ground in a ball of metal. There's nothing left of the car (it was a nice car too...).
So, my brother and father have been tied up with the insurance company. They might take photographs of the totaled vehicle; if they do, maybe I could upload them online.
Other than that, I'd say the situation was handled pretty well. School starts next Wednesday for me (I think).
Basically, my brother's car was stolen by one of his best friends late at night. Being drunken and fatigued, the guy basically drove the car off the road, flying 75 feet through the air, and smashing through two poles before eventually crashing into the ground in a ball of metal. There's nothing left of the car (it was a nice car too...).
So, my brother and father have been tied up with the insurance company. They might take photographs of the totaled vehicle; if they do, maybe I could upload them online.
Other than that, I'd say the situation was handled pretty well. School starts next Wednesday for me (I think).
MewtwoMaster2002
ミュウツーマスター2002
I'm going to 9th grade tomorrow -_-'. EP, what happened to your brother's friend that stole his car?
Dr. Sloth
Smash Lord
In the morning, he was found laying unconciouss in a field. He had to be transported to the hospital via helicopter. No doubt, though, once he's fully recovered, he's going to be arrested. My brother and father will have to press charges against him in order for the insurance company to pay for the damages.
Well, then! Very interesting stuff. See, stuff like that doesn't happen around here too often at all, but that's not necessarily a bad thing.
Well, I DID manage to write last night, but it was a Q4D! scene.
Well, I DID manage to write last night, but it was a Q4D! scene.
AceMoney
Smash Apprentice
Well, my fic Faith is finally up. Good update, as per usual. I enjoy watching.....reading as jinx struggles with this new found feeling that she has, but doesn't seem to want to have. She is a "criminal" after all. On another note, Katrina really messed up this southern coast. So send out a prayer for them.
Yea, I heard about New Orleans...
But, um...
Yea, Jinx is a little different. Before Cyborg took her in, she was villainous, but now she's just a criminal. And, as you may guess, that very well may change.
*groan*
Schoolwork...then WORK work...then READING...So, basically, I get no time to do what I choose today, aside from this lil' block right now, which, honestly, should really be spent reading more crap for school.
But, um...
Yea, Jinx is a little different. Before Cyborg took her in, she was villainous, but now she's just a criminal. And, as you may guess, that very well may change.
*groan*
Schoolwork...then WORK work...then READING...So, basically, I get no time to do what I choose today, aside from this lil' block right now, which, honestly, should really be spent reading more crap for school.
Dr. Sloth
Smash Lord
*shrugs* Don't worry. As you may already realise, all this work will pay off later in life.
I also heard about this "hurricane Katrina". Actually, i'm surprised that the southern coast hasn't been hit by a hurricane this bad before. Not only that, but the hurricane's damages have had a significant impact on gas prices (at least now I have a good reason not to drive a car).
I've an environmental nut of sorts, and i've always been angry at the fact that humans are slowly choking the life out of this planet. To be honest, I believe that some good will come out of the hurricane; people will stop wasting so much gas and start relying on cleaner modes of transportation.
Well anyway, since so many towns like New Orleans have been nuked by water and wind, that adds up to hundreds of thousands of insurance claims. So basically, we might have some trouble with our insurance company in relation to my brother's now-destroyed car.
I also heard about this "hurricane Katrina". Actually, i'm surprised that the southern coast hasn't been hit by a hurricane this bad before. Not only that, but the hurricane's damages have had a significant impact on gas prices (at least now I have a good reason not to drive a car).
I've an environmental nut of sorts, and i've always been angry at the fact that humans are slowly choking the life out of this planet. To be honest, I believe that some good will come out of the hurricane; people will stop wasting so much gas and start relying on cleaner modes of transportation.
Well anyway, since so many towns like New Orleans have been nuked by water and wind, that adds up to hundreds of thousands of insurance claims. So basically, we might have some trouble with our insurance company in relation to my brother's now-destroyed car.
Um...EP, I hate to break your hopes, but Americans will not resort to cleaner, more eco-friendly ways of transportation. They will do what they've BEEN doing for a while: they'll grumble, complain, gripe, protest, and buy gas anyway. It's kinda like cigarettes, except for EVERYONE. That, and, well, cigarettes aren't needed to travel and what-not.
Hm...
I had some time to write another Q4D! scene last night (not that any of you seemed to notice my LAST update to that).
Gotta spend a bit of tim designing a new character for the Malocution team. I doubt any of you remember a small bit with Kamek semi-recently where he got a new secretary, but...I considered using some vague character from a game, but couldn't think of anyone just right, so I've decided to create a new character for the role.
I'm thinking she's gonna be Hylian, but I can't say for sure yet...
Hm...
I had some time to write another Q4D! scene last night (not that any of you seemed to notice my LAST update to that).
Gotta spend a bit of tim designing a new character for the Malocution team. I doubt any of you remember a small bit with Kamek semi-recently where he got a new secretary, but...I considered using some vague character from a game, but couldn't think of anyone just right, so I've decided to create a new character for the role.
I'm thinking she's gonna be Hylian, but I can't say for sure yet...
Dr. Sloth
Smash Lord
You take things too literally sometimes. I know that my "hope" is a lost cause; I was merely stating what I wish would happen in the aftermath of the storm.
You take ME too literally. You have no idea how serious I was with that statement, now, do you?
Oh. That's a burn.
But...not really.
Joyous occasion. My school day has concluded. W00t. Time to write--oh, wait. Nope, never mind. I have to work for the next FIVE HOURS now, after a day of school. Whoops, 'my bad.' -_-'
You have no idea how serious I was with that statement, now, do you?Oh. That's a burn.
But...not really.
Joyous occasion. My school day has concluded. W00t. Time to write--oh, wait. Nope, never mind. I have to work for the next FIVE HOURS now, after a day of school. Whoops, 'my bad.' -_-'
Dr. Sloth
Smash Lord
Yes... of course... just try not to get too stressed, hm? 
In the meantime, i'll just play some Mario Superstar Baseball. It has some very impressive features, if I do say so myself. ^_^
In the meantime, i'll just play some Mario Superstar Baseball. It has some very impressive features, if I do say so myself. ^_^
Yea, Mario Baseball seemed to do exactly what the Mario sports game do: fast, fun, quirky, packed with Mario goodness and various extras, but just not quite the amount of depth they could have.
Me? I am NOT spending $50 on Mario Baseball. I'd play it, sure, but I'm not spending that much money on it. Especially since I'm in college now and have loans to pay and what-not.
But I WILL spend money on Advent Children.
And so you guys know, I'm pretty sure I have more Q4D! to post up, if someone were to reply...
I just finished my first week of classes, in COLLEGE, and have worked about 30 hours on top of that at two jobs, PLUS I still haven't finished moving into my dorm room, PLUS I still have a decent chunk of homework to catch up on tonight.
Blaaaaa...-_-'
Me? I am NOT spending $50 on Mario Baseball. I'd play it, sure, but I'm not spending that much money on it. Especially since I'm in college now and have loans to pay and what-not.
But I WILL spend money on Advent Children.
And so you guys know, I'm pretty sure I have more Q4D! to post up, if someone were to reply...
I just finished my first week of classes, in COLLEGE, and have worked about 30 hours on top of that at two jobs, PLUS I still haven't finished moving into my dorm room, PLUS I still have a decent chunk of homework to catch up on tonight.
Blaaaaa...-_-'
Dr. Sloth
Smash Lord
I can only imagine how long your "to-do" list is... And to think, in about 3 years, i'll be heading off to college. My, the years go by so quickly...
If you find yourself becoming overwhelmed, don't be afraid to slow down the progress of your writing. Rest assured, we'll be patient, and in the meantime, I have plenty of things to do while I wait. Like catching up in Q4D, for example.
If you find yourself becoming overwhelmed, don't be afraid to slow down the progress of your writing. Rest assured, we'll be patient, and in the meantime, I have plenty of things to do while I wait. Like catching up in Q4D, for example.
I don't really have a choice in slowing down my writing. It's forced.
But now that I'm living on campus, things will be a bit less stressful once I settle in well.
But now that I'm living on campus, things will be a bit less stressful once I settle in well.
Yea, so, I don't feel so bad about having not written in so long for a few reasons:
1.) I'm still adjusting to college, and college is busy.
2.) I haven't heard from ANY readers AT ALL in a month, at least, save for one of my new friends, who didn't even know what the Teen Titans are, and she's very shy, so she doesn't really talk much about it anyway, except telling me that she's addicted to it.
SO, on that note, here's more. I'm sure it'll prove to be a very interesting scene, if anything. Those of you who have seen a particular episode of the show should have a good idea of what to expect.
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“Ohhhh…This isn’t riiiiight…”
An incredibly frustrated huff spilled from the little girl’s mouth as she pouted in spite of herself. This wasn’t as easy as she thought it would be. She’d been wandering around for hours, tirelessly trudging from dimension to dimension. It got quite exhausting after a while, and she was getting REALLY hungry. Of course, when you were little, being hungry was a matter of life and death. The world screeched to a halt when you couldn’t do exactly what you wanted to do, and five minutes felt like a week.
The girl was tempted to throw a tantrum, but somehow managed to dig up some self-control from within her tiny (and empty) gut, but it was burned up pretty quickly. She had to get to this place really soon…Hm…Maybe that buck-toothed kid with the cape could help her out?
He was a chubby, short fellow with big eyes, a bulbous head, and large, goofy front teeth that poked out of his mouth. He wore a cape of yellow and black, and was dressed altogether to the likeness of a certain Teen Titan—not that Sideris could recognize this. His legs were hardly noticeable, and his arms were tiny, too, but, at the time, his right index finger was, to be put bluntly, freaking huge. Sideris could overlook the teeth, and the other things, but the FINGER…It kinda SCARED her. The boy was waving his finger around in the air—well, actually, it wasn’t air, but could be better described as time-space, or something to that extent. After observing the boy for a moment, Sideris was enthralled to see a small puppy scribbled into existence. Then again, maybe it wasn’t really a puppy. It was so sketchy and deformed, one would have some difficulty describing what, precisely, it was. As far as Sideris was concerned, it was a puppy—a green-lined, clear puppy with black, crayon-esque eyes. It was cute.
A childish laugh that border-lined maniacal boomed from the boy as he twirled through the air, celebrating the ‘birth’ of his new creation. Suddenly, he noticed the girl that was watching him with confused eyes of emerald. He froze in mid flip, staring at her puzzled expression with one to match, hanging upside down. There was a calm, curious silence between them, until Sideris mumbled out a question, her face flushed red.
“Umm…Could you help me…?”
“Nosyarg Kcid helps everyone!” Declared the boy with confidence that was as bright and bold as the sun itself. He rapidly spun his body like a top, then bolted to the girl’s side, smiling a goofy smile mere inches from her face. Her neck craned back a little, and she couldn’t help but grin at his humorous attitude.
“Nozzyerr…what?” she mumbled, clogging her laughs with a cork of solemnity.
“NOZZ-YAHRG-KIHD!” the bizarre boy pressed, slamming the girl with slow, harsh syllables.
The girl twirled her bitty finger through her springy, crimson ponytail for a moment as she mumbled, “I’m Sideris…”
Nosyarg, with more enthusiasm than was healthy, perhaps, grabbed Sideris’ left arm, which was otherwise unoccupied, and jolted it up and down in quick, pumping motions, a piston of merriment.
“Great!” he squealed. “So, what’s the problem? Nosyarg can help!”
“Nozz…yer…” Sideris’ brain fizzled out at the mere thought of pronouncing the title of this being beyond her mind, which was already stretched thin, carrying weights beyond its normal limit. “Can I…just call you…Yoshi, or something…?”
Nosyarg chuckled and lifted his gargantuan index finger to the small ‘R’ printed on his chest, changing the stitched emblem to a ‘Y.’
“Sure! Yoshi it is!” Another giddy, overexerted laugh poured into Sideris’ ears, though one may wonder how sound was traveling when there was no air to be vibrated. Nosyarg, under his new alias, began to prance about in all manner of random celebration, proclaiming his new nickname to all who would listen—‘all’ being one little girl, of course.
However, Sideris wasn’t in the mood to put up with what she anticipated would be a long, drawn out babble of pointlessness. Being of the same nature as Nosyarg, she had a VERY thin patience, and by the time the third ‘Yoshi’ had battered her eardrums, she was bored and irritated.
She groaned and lifted her arms, trying to settle ‘Yoshi’ down, who was bounding around like a pinball, smacking into everything around in chaotic fashion. The multi-colored doors that littered this strange place were smashed by his rubbery body, and the poor little ‘dog’ that he had drawn earlier was shattered as he rolled through it like a grinning bowling ball. What little it had for a body was ripped to shreds that were forced outward, but continued to drift, onward and outward, as if no gravity held them down.
Sideris’ arms dropped in a slouchy fit to her sides, and she pouted irritably, crossing the arms over her chest. Just when she didn’t expect it, her body was slammed from behind, causing her to go tumbling forward onto her face, her arms unable to react quickly enough to save her. She whimpered out in melodramatic agony for a few moments, lifting her short, thin body from the ‘ground,’ a slow and painful process.
“What was that for?!” she growled out with blunt indignity.
“Oops,” Nosyarg (‘Yoshi’) mumbled meekly, rubbing the back of his neck in shy regret.
Sideris noticed his nonverbal apology was genuine, and felt foolish for inflating the mishap. She had places to go, things to do…She didn’t have time to play with this guy.
“Um…Anyway, could you help me, please? I’m in a hurry.” The mumbled words slipped from her mouth with a grease-like quality.
“What’s wrong?” the recently ‘re-named’ boy pondered.
“I need to find the Teen Titans…” Sideris murmured with doubt, glanced at the multitude of doors around her, all of varying colors, sizes, and textures.
Yoshi chuckled and slapped his knee. “Which ONES?” he asked incredulously, bouncing about on his bottom, which seemed to act like pair of rubber cheeks.
“Um…” Sideris felt her intestines constrict her kidneys at the remark. A worst-case scenario popped into her brain: ‘I won’t be able to find them now.’
“I gotta know more about which ones we’re lookin’ for,” Yoshi explained, waving his mystical finger through the air to draw a small rectangle. The shape took the form of a clipboard, and Yoshi summoned a purple crayon from his wrist like before. He prepared to scribble down an outline, and Sideris proceeded to fumble for details.
“Mmm…There are…12 of them…Aaaand…one of them is named Mario…”
Yoshi nodded quickly, jotting his scrawled notes down in haphazard form. Anyone else attempting to comprehend what he wrote would find no sense in his doodling, but he could understand it perfectly, apparently.
“Mario, huh?” he muttered, amused. After staring at what little he had to go by thus far, he nodded in agreement with his own hunch and carelessly chucked the board and the crayon off. Instead of falling, they continued to float off. “Ohhh! I know what YOU’RE lookin’ for!” he slyly snickered, drifting into the air--time-space, to be more precise-- as casually as one stands up. “I saw it around here…” He ominously floated through the seizure-inducing avenue of portals to a small green door with a yellow ‘R’ painted on it. Yoshi paused before it and contemplated for a moment. Sideris jogged in pursuit, and came to a halt as abruptly as he had. Puzzled and inquisitive as to the location of her destination, she waited patiently.
Yoshi nodded to himself and lunged out at the door, but, to Sideris’ surprise, he fly AROUND it. Wait, what? Where was he going?
With a grunt, the young girl blew her bright red bangs up and sprinted off between the green door and one of its neighbors. She skidded to a screeching halt when she realized that Yoshi had stopped just behind the portal and was staring it from behind—there was another door. Only, this other door…WAS the door. But on this side, the letter ‘X’ was painted in a sloppy red.
“It’s here, it’s here!” Yoshi exclaimed with joy, clapping his hands together repeatedly. “Come on!” He dashed to Sideris and snatched her by her fragile arm, tugging at her to follow him. Before she knew it, he’d swung the door open and had flung them both into it.
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1.) I'm still adjusting to college, and college is busy.
2.) I haven't heard from ANY readers AT ALL in a month, at least, save for one of my new friends, who didn't even know what the Teen Titans are, and she's very shy, so she doesn't really talk much about it anyway, except telling me that she's addicted to it.
SO, on that note, here's more. I'm sure it'll prove to be a very interesting scene, if anything. Those of you who have seen a particular episode of the show should have a good idea of what to expect.
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“Ohhhh…This isn’t riiiiight…”
An incredibly frustrated huff spilled from the little girl’s mouth as she pouted in spite of herself. This wasn’t as easy as she thought it would be. She’d been wandering around for hours, tirelessly trudging from dimension to dimension. It got quite exhausting after a while, and she was getting REALLY hungry. Of course, when you were little, being hungry was a matter of life and death. The world screeched to a halt when you couldn’t do exactly what you wanted to do, and five minutes felt like a week.
The girl was tempted to throw a tantrum, but somehow managed to dig up some self-control from within her tiny (and empty) gut, but it was burned up pretty quickly. She had to get to this place really soon…Hm…Maybe that buck-toothed kid with the cape could help her out?
He was a chubby, short fellow with big eyes, a bulbous head, and large, goofy front teeth that poked out of his mouth. He wore a cape of yellow and black, and was dressed altogether to the likeness of a certain Teen Titan—not that Sideris could recognize this. His legs were hardly noticeable, and his arms were tiny, too, but, at the time, his right index finger was, to be put bluntly, freaking huge. Sideris could overlook the teeth, and the other things, but the FINGER…It kinda SCARED her. The boy was waving his finger around in the air—well, actually, it wasn’t air, but could be better described as time-space, or something to that extent. After observing the boy for a moment, Sideris was enthralled to see a small puppy scribbled into existence. Then again, maybe it wasn’t really a puppy. It was so sketchy and deformed, one would have some difficulty describing what, precisely, it was. As far as Sideris was concerned, it was a puppy—a green-lined, clear puppy with black, crayon-esque eyes. It was cute.
A childish laugh that border-lined maniacal boomed from the boy as he twirled through the air, celebrating the ‘birth’ of his new creation. Suddenly, he noticed the girl that was watching him with confused eyes of emerald. He froze in mid flip, staring at her puzzled expression with one to match, hanging upside down. There was a calm, curious silence between them, until Sideris mumbled out a question, her face flushed red.
“Umm…Could you help me…?”
“Nosyarg Kcid helps everyone!” Declared the boy with confidence that was as bright and bold as the sun itself. He rapidly spun his body like a top, then bolted to the girl’s side, smiling a goofy smile mere inches from her face. Her neck craned back a little, and she couldn’t help but grin at his humorous attitude.
“Nozzyerr…what?” she mumbled, clogging her laughs with a cork of solemnity.
“NOZZ-YAHRG-KIHD!” the bizarre boy pressed, slamming the girl with slow, harsh syllables.
The girl twirled her bitty finger through her springy, crimson ponytail for a moment as she mumbled, “I’m Sideris…”
Nosyarg, with more enthusiasm than was healthy, perhaps, grabbed Sideris’ left arm, which was otherwise unoccupied, and jolted it up and down in quick, pumping motions, a piston of merriment.
“Great!” he squealed. “So, what’s the problem? Nosyarg can help!”
“Nozz…yer…” Sideris’ brain fizzled out at the mere thought of pronouncing the title of this being beyond her mind, which was already stretched thin, carrying weights beyond its normal limit. “Can I…just call you…Yoshi, or something…?”
Nosyarg chuckled and lifted his gargantuan index finger to the small ‘R’ printed on his chest, changing the stitched emblem to a ‘Y.’
“Sure! Yoshi it is!” Another giddy, overexerted laugh poured into Sideris’ ears, though one may wonder how sound was traveling when there was no air to be vibrated. Nosyarg, under his new alias, began to prance about in all manner of random celebration, proclaiming his new nickname to all who would listen—‘all’ being one little girl, of course.
However, Sideris wasn’t in the mood to put up with what she anticipated would be a long, drawn out babble of pointlessness. Being of the same nature as Nosyarg, she had a VERY thin patience, and by the time the third ‘Yoshi’ had battered her eardrums, she was bored and irritated.
She groaned and lifted her arms, trying to settle ‘Yoshi’ down, who was bounding around like a pinball, smacking into everything around in chaotic fashion. The multi-colored doors that littered this strange place were smashed by his rubbery body, and the poor little ‘dog’ that he had drawn earlier was shattered as he rolled through it like a grinning bowling ball. What little it had for a body was ripped to shreds that were forced outward, but continued to drift, onward and outward, as if no gravity held them down.
Sideris’ arms dropped in a slouchy fit to her sides, and she pouted irritably, crossing the arms over her chest. Just when she didn’t expect it, her body was slammed from behind, causing her to go tumbling forward onto her face, her arms unable to react quickly enough to save her. She whimpered out in melodramatic agony for a few moments, lifting her short, thin body from the ‘ground,’ a slow and painful process.
“What was that for?!” she growled out with blunt indignity.
“Oops,” Nosyarg (‘Yoshi’) mumbled meekly, rubbing the back of his neck in shy regret.
Sideris noticed his nonverbal apology was genuine, and felt foolish for inflating the mishap. She had places to go, things to do…She didn’t have time to play with this guy.
“Um…Anyway, could you help me, please? I’m in a hurry.” The mumbled words slipped from her mouth with a grease-like quality.
“What’s wrong?” the recently ‘re-named’ boy pondered.
“I need to find the Teen Titans…” Sideris murmured with doubt, glanced at the multitude of doors around her, all of varying colors, sizes, and textures.
Yoshi chuckled and slapped his knee. “Which ONES?” he asked incredulously, bouncing about on his bottom, which seemed to act like pair of rubber cheeks.
“Um…” Sideris felt her intestines constrict her kidneys at the remark. A worst-case scenario popped into her brain: ‘I won’t be able to find them now.’
“I gotta know more about which ones we’re lookin’ for,” Yoshi explained, waving his mystical finger through the air to draw a small rectangle. The shape took the form of a clipboard, and Yoshi summoned a purple crayon from his wrist like before. He prepared to scribble down an outline, and Sideris proceeded to fumble for details.
“Mmm…There are…12 of them…Aaaand…one of them is named Mario…”
Yoshi nodded quickly, jotting his scrawled notes down in haphazard form. Anyone else attempting to comprehend what he wrote would find no sense in his doodling, but he could understand it perfectly, apparently.
“Mario, huh?” he muttered, amused. After staring at what little he had to go by thus far, he nodded in agreement with his own hunch and carelessly chucked the board and the crayon off. Instead of falling, they continued to float off. “Ohhh! I know what YOU’RE lookin’ for!” he slyly snickered, drifting into the air--time-space, to be more precise-- as casually as one stands up. “I saw it around here…” He ominously floated through the seizure-inducing avenue of portals to a small green door with a yellow ‘R’ painted on it. Yoshi paused before it and contemplated for a moment. Sideris jogged in pursuit, and came to a halt as abruptly as he had. Puzzled and inquisitive as to the location of her destination, she waited patiently.
Yoshi nodded to himself and lunged out at the door, but, to Sideris’ surprise, he fly AROUND it. Wait, what? Where was he going?
With a grunt, the young girl blew her bright red bangs up and sprinted off between the green door and one of its neighbors. She skidded to a screeching halt when she realized that Yoshi had stopped just behind the portal and was staring it from behind—there was another door. Only, this other door…WAS the door. But on this side, the letter ‘X’ was painted in a sloppy red.
“It’s here, it’s here!” Yoshi exclaimed with joy, clapping his hands together repeatedly. “Come on!” He dashed to Sideris and snatched her by her fragile arm, tugging at her to follow him. Before she knew it, he’d swung the door open and had flung them both into it.
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Lightning Snake
Smash Apprentice
Ah. A nice update, featuring LARRY.(Or should I say Yoshi?)It intrigued me, but I can't really comment much, partially due to the length of the update. No worries.
Yea, Larry was an awesome character, and I wanted to fit him in here somehow. He melds perfectly with Sideris' story, and they're also in the same age group, so them interacting later on is pretty fun, especially when they find the Titans.
Of course, those who have watched the episode with Larry will find the humor in his name change. Larry's realy name is, in fact, Nosyarg Kcid, but Beastboy is puzzled by this name and suggests 'Karry' instead.
Now, the reason why Sideris chose 'Yoshi' is core to who Sideris really IS. I don't think I will clearly explain her true identity in the story, but...
And by the way, it's "Sih-dair-ihss," just in case you're wondering.
Hopefully, you caught on the little R/X door thing, too.
Of course, those who have watched the episode with Larry will find the humor in his name change. Larry's realy name is, in fact, Nosyarg Kcid, but Beastboy is puzzled by this name and suggests 'Karry' instead.
Now, the reason why Sideris chose 'Yoshi' is core to who Sideris really IS. I don't think I will clearly explain her true identity in the story, but...
And by the way, it's "Sih-dair-ihss," just in case you're wondering.
Hopefully, you caught on the little R/X door thing, too.
Dr. Sloth
Smash Lord
Aaah. At first glance, one would think that, after reading this statement, that she is one of Yoshi's friends in disguise. Of course, I don't even know who Sideris or Nosyarg ARE, which really isn't surprising.
And I did catch on to the R/X door thing. X indeed...Oh, and sorry about not staying in touch this past month. I've been extremely busy. Can you believe that we're starting term papers in school ALREADY? *groans* Well, it'll pay off soon enough. At least I managed to pick a topic that i'm somewhat interested in.
You're on KoL every day, right? Don't forget, I play it too, so if i'm not around when you wish to talk, you can kmail me. I still have MSN, but i'm not quite as active on it as I used to be.
MewtwoMaster2002
ミュウツーマスター2002
Great update. It's great to see Larry (or should I say Yoshi) is here. I don't know what the R stands for but I think the X has something to do with the title.
I am, in fact, on Loathing every day, and, as a matter of fact, I just ascended today. ^_^ (Ascension is the equivilant of new game plus.)
Sideris is not a Yoshi. I haven't actualy described her appearance, but she looks like a little human girl. This is, of course, not entirely true.
(I had pics of Larry up here, but they stopped showing up.)
Sideris is not a Yoshi. I haven't actualy described her appearance, but she looks like a little human girl. This is, of course, not entirely true.
(I had pics of Larry up here, but they stopped showing up.)
Dr. Sloth
Smash Lord
You ascended already? Whoa... Just when I think i'm ahead. What level were you?
Well anyway, those images don't show up.
Well anyway, those images don't show up.
That's because your computer sucks, EP.
They come up just fine on mine.
Hm...
Here, we go:
http://www.titansgo.net/screenshots.php?ep=211
That should bring you to the page with all the screenshots they have of that episode--I'm sure you can tell who Larry is...er, I mean, Nosyarg Kcid.
So, does that name strike anyone as...odd? Yea, it's **** Grayson spelled backwards. Though there is no offcial Robin identity in the toon, I connect not only this but the scene of the two figures falling in the circus tent to point that this is **** Grayson--though I hear the show supports some evidence for anothe rversion of Robin at some point, which is rather perlexing.
At any rate, he's **** Grayson in the X-Factor.
Do these work?
http://teentitans.toonzone.net/tt/reviews/fractured/04dg.mp3
http://teentitans.toonzone.net/tt/reviews/fractured/05finger.mp3
Oh, well. The pictures come up just fine for me.
I should really tryu writing more, and actualy EDIT the scene next time, eh?
And ****, can you believe it?
There's an episode of TT I've missed--a 'lost' episode...I remember hearing about this one...It's like, some 15-minute one you can only watch online at, like, Postopia...?
Anyway! Cr4p, the new seasonm starts TOMORROW! How am I supposed to watch it? I'm in college! I mean, we've got TV's, but we're talkin' Saturday night, here. Ah, well. I'll probably catch up on the repeats in winter, or something.
What the f5ck, man? I can't say D!ck? Well, su>< to be Robin.
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Wha? When were you ahead of me?
I registered exactly 2 months ago, man...See how this adds up to yours...
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Level 3
Chill Crook
Sign: The Wombat
Meat: 412
Ascensions: 1
Turns Played (total): 5,266
Turns Played (this run): 93
Account Created: July 22, 2005
Last Login: September 22, 2005
Favorite Food: purple pixel pie
Favorite Booze: extra-spicy bloody mary
Those are my stats right now. I have a Ronin period of 507 adventures left to go through until I can retrieve my items I had when I ascended, so until then, I can;t buy anything, I can;t receive anything, etc.
But, as you can see, I've invested some time. I was at, I dunno...Level 13? Maybe 14. I think you can go up to 20 or 30, but what's the point? I mean, the final battle(s) is difficult, but do-able.
Yea, remember when you gave me a Knob Goblin Chow Mein? A week afterward, I could make them myself, and quite readily so, at that.
Yea, and then I bought a store a week ago.
Heheh.
I made 400,000 meat in 3 days. Sure, after that, I had nothing to sell. But meat=less random wandering around.
That's why hardcore mode is so tough--you can't buy ANYTHING, receive anything, etc., and there;s even modes where you can;t ever drink, eat, or BOTH. I'm sure they're diffifult, or at least take a lot more time.
They come up just fine on mine.
Hm...
Here, we go:
http://www.titansgo.net/screenshots.php?ep=211
That should bring you to the page with all the screenshots they have of that episode--I'm sure you can tell who Larry is...er, I mean, Nosyarg Kcid.
So, does that name strike anyone as...odd? Yea, it's **** Grayson spelled backwards. Though there is no offcial Robin identity in the toon, I connect not only this but the scene of the two figures falling in the circus tent to point that this is **** Grayson--though I hear the show supports some evidence for anothe rversion of Robin at some point, which is rather perlexing.
At any rate, he's **** Grayson in the X-Factor.
Do these work?
http://teentitans.toonzone.net/tt/reviews/fractured/04dg.mp3
http://teentitans.toonzone.net/tt/reviews/fractured/05finger.mp3
Oh, well. The pictures come up just fine for me.
I should really tryu writing more, and actualy EDIT the scene next time, eh?
And ****, can you believe it?
There's an episode of TT I've missed--a 'lost' episode...I remember hearing about this one...It's like, some 15-minute one you can only watch online at, like, Postopia...?
Anyway! Cr4p, the new seasonm starts TOMORROW! How am I supposed to watch it? I'm in college! I mean, we've got TV's, but we're talkin' Saturday night, here. Ah, well. I'll probably catch up on the repeats in winter, or something.
What the f5ck, man? I can't say D!ck? Well, su>< to be Robin.
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Wha? When were you ahead of me?
I registered exactly 2 months ago, man...See how this adds up to yours...
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Level 3
Chill Crook
Sign: The Wombat
Meat: 412
Ascensions: 1
Turns Played (total): 5,266
Turns Played (this run): 93
Account Created: July 22, 2005
Last Login: September 22, 2005
Favorite Food: purple pixel pie
Favorite Booze: extra-spicy bloody mary
Those are my stats right now. I have a Ronin period of 507 adventures left to go through until I can retrieve my items I had when I ascended, so until then, I can;t buy anything, I can;t receive anything, etc.
But, as you can see, I've invested some time. I was at, I dunno...Level 13? Maybe 14. I think you can go up to 20 or 30, but what's the point? I mean, the final battle(s) is difficult, but do-able.
Yea, remember when you gave me a Knob Goblin Chow Mein? A week afterward, I could make them myself, and quite readily so, at that.
Yea, and then I bought a store a week ago.
Heheh.
I made 400,000 meat in 3 days. Sure, after that, I had nothing to sell. But meat=less random wandering around.
That's why hardcore mode is so tough--you can't buy ANYTHING, receive anything, etc., and there;s even modes where you can;t ever drink, eat, or BOTH. I'm sure they're diffifult, or at least take a lot more time.
Dr. Sloth
Smash Lord
Yeppers. It's the cold hard truth. If only I could get a new computer sometime soon... I'm just happy that this computer is somewhat faster than other slow-poke PC's.
Ah yes. I've heard about Hardcore ascensions. I've actually had a store for quite a while now; about a month, which allowed me to catch up (at one point, I was half a level higher than you, to my surprise).
But eventually, I was kicked out of my clan. I used most of my Adventures in the clan gym, so my progess has slowed quite a bit, being that I don't have the patience to use my Adventures manually. *shrugs* Oh well, i'm more of a casual KoL player anyway.
Ah yes. I've heard about Hardcore ascensions. I've actually had a store for quite a while now; about a month, which allowed me to catch up (at one point, I was half a level higher than you, to my surprise).
But eventually, I was kicked out of my clan. I used most of my Adventures in the clan gym, so my progess has slowed quite a bit, being that I don't have the patience to use my Adventures manually. *shrugs* Oh well, i'm more of a casual KoL player anyway.
Kicked out of your clan...?
How did THAT happen?
Anyway...Yea, so I should really write some more, but I'm not hearing from anyone at either sites I post this up on, so that discourages me.
Grraaahhh...Stupid paperwork I still have to do.
How did THAT happen?
Anyway...Yea, so I should really write some more, but I'm not hearing from anyone at either sites I post this up on, so that discourages me.
Grraaahhh...Stupid paperwork I still have to do.
TheMagicalKuja
Smash Champion
Hey again.
I'm nearly finished with the beginning of Season 2 on my fanfic, which afterwards will take an interesting direction. (Season 1 link's in my sig. It's 100% done)
I'm sorry I haven't really kept up with this. You said it was on fanfiction.net? Maybe I can read it there, because dude, if I hopped on now I could get seriously f'n lost.
I'm nearly finished with the beginning of Season 2 on my fanfic, which afterwards will take an interesting direction. (Season 1 link's in my sig. It's 100% done)
I'm sorry I haven't really kept up with this. You said it was on fanfiction.net? Maybe I can read it there, because dude, if I hopped on now I could get seriously f'n lost.
Um...Yea, it's on FF.net.
Yea, I said I'd read your fic, right? -_-; Yea. SO not happening in the next while.
Hm...I have the entire day off tomorrow. I'd BETTER do some work, and I know I'll do some slacking off. Hopefully, I'll get the next scene done, eh? -_-'
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Yea, so, I did some WRITING last night between Naruto and homework. (I still have SIXTY EPISODES TO WATCH???)
So the next scene is about halfway done or so--it's more like two scenes in one.
And, yes, yes, that Raven/Robin conflict is coming up within the next few updates.
Yea, I said I'd read your fic, right? -_-; Yea. SO not happening in the next while.
Hm...I have the entire day off tomorrow. I'd BETTER do some work, and I know I'll do some slacking off. Hopefully, I'll get the next scene done, eh? -_-'
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Yea, so, I did some WRITING last night between Naruto and homework. (I still have SIXTY EPISODES TO WATCH???)
So the next scene is about halfway done or so--it's more like two scenes in one.
And, yes, yes, that Raven/Robin conflict is coming up within the next few updates.
Dr. Sloth
Smash Lord
Well, it seems that my clan has a little rule about staying active. The reason I was booted was because I hadn't signed up at the clan's forum. I re-joined, of course, and i'm hoping that their forums are repaired soon so I can actually register this time. -_-
*pokes his avatar* I signed up for Smash World Forums premium. Payed $5 for one month of diamond subscription. ^_^ I figured I was long overdue for a donation; i've been in SWF for four years now. Now I just gotta figure out how to change my blasted forum name from EvilPichu...
Don't rush yourself.
I'm still not done with my collection of Family Guy episodes I bought three months ago. As for the Raven/Robin conflict... oh MAN, I have a feeling we won't be disappointed. Actually, I KNOW we won't be dissapointed. At least I won't.Yea, it's just a matter of me getting there, and, well, I dunno, maybe WRITING it, and all. I worked, like, all day yesterday, and when I was done with work, I spent 4 hours straight studying, sooo...Yea, only wrote a couple of paragraphs.
Yea, see, I'd donate to Smashworld if it was convenient to do so, and if I was actually active on the site. I don't think having a custom avatar really matters when you make five posts every month, ya know?
I have lots of tricky stuff comin' up this week, but I still intend to write some to get myself back in the habit.
Yea, see, I'd donate to Smashworld if it was convenient to do so, and if I was actually active on the site. I don't think having a custom avatar really matters when you make five posts every month, ya know?
I have lots of tricky stuff comin' up this week, but I still intend to write some to get myself back in the habit.
Dr. Sloth
Smash Lord
Tell me about it. -_- This afternoon when I was in school, somebody wrote a "threatening" message on the wall of the women's bathroom. Long story short, the entire school was ordered to evacuate for 2 hours until the ordeal was dealt with. I felt pretty stunned, to say the least.
The main reason I donated is because I want to get rid of my EvilPichu name without resetting my number of posts/join date. I do believe that my new persona will come in handy later, when Super Smash Bros. Revolution finally comes out. :D Bwah hah hah... Dr. Sloth pwns all.
The main reason I donated is because I want to get rid of my EvilPichu name without resetting my number of posts/join date. I do believe that my new persona will come in handy later, when Super Smash Bros. Revolution finally comes out. :D Bwah hah hah... Dr. Sloth pwns all.
Heh. Dr. Sloth, eh?
That's gonna take time to get used to, EP.
Anyway, I just realized how totally screwed I am for a Western Civ. Exam on Thursday, and I have a Bib. Lit. test on Wednesday, and speech tomorrow morning, aaaaand...whatever ELSE on top of it. Oh, and I just got a new game. And I have Naruto to watch.
So it's quite likely you won't be seeing anything from me until the weekend. -_-' Hopefully. I dunno. I'll see what time I have later on in the week. In the meantime...
Go read Megatokyo.
Or watch Red VS Blue.
Or watch Homestar Runner.
Or play Kingdom of Loathing.
As far as SSB3 comes out...
The main thing I want to see is more characters. Preferably some from Fire Emblem (1st US) and Golden Sun. That would make me happy beyond words.
Just about every other new addition will no doubt please me, though. So long as I don't misinterpret trophies as playable characters (like I did last game), I won't be disappointed.
The other main issue is control. I mean, the main issue is that I want to be able to perform different maneuvers easier--mainly Power attacks.
I can do Smashes just fine, but often wind up doing Smashes instead of power. I have to consciously move my stick very slowly to the side, and it just doesn't work in good matches. Give us more precise control with this happy remote of yours, Nintendo. It has the potential.
That's gonna take time to get used to, EP.
Anyway, I just realized how totally screwed I am for a Western Civ. Exam on Thursday, and I have a Bib. Lit. test on Wednesday, and speech tomorrow morning, aaaaand...whatever ELSE on top of it. Oh, and I just got a new game. And I have Naruto to watch.
So it's quite likely you won't be seeing anything from me until the weekend. -_-' Hopefully. I dunno. I'll see what time I have later on in the week. In the meantime...
Go read Megatokyo.
Or watch Red VS Blue.
Or watch Homestar Runner.
Or play Kingdom of Loathing.
As far as SSB3 comes out...
The main thing I want to see is more characters. Preferably some from Fire Emblem (1st US) and Golden Sun. That would make me happy beyond words.
Just about every other new addition will no doubt please me, though. So long as I don't misinterpret trophies as playable characters (like I did last game), I won't be disappointed.
The other main issue is control. I mean, the main issue is that I want to be able to perform different maneuvers easier--mainly Power attacks.
I can do Smashes just fine, but often wind up doing Smashes instead of power. I have to consciously move my stick very slowly to the side, and it just doesn't work in good matches. Give us more precise control with this happy remote of yours, Nintendo. It has the potential.
Dr. Sloth
Smash Lord
*chuckles* You can still call me EP, if you want. Heck, I still call you DS/Ed most of the time.
Dr. Sloth is the main villain on the oh-so-popular Neopets internet community. You might have vague memories of me mentioning Neopets in the past, but I've been pretty silent about it until now.
For some bizarre reason, Sloth just captures my imagination a lot more than other villains. As a result, i've become a lot more confident with my work over the years, and i've created a lot of great things as a result (my guild being the most complex of my Sloth-related projects).
As for SSB3, I do believe that if Nintendo pulls it off right, it'll become their most popular game, and continue to please fans of the genre years after its initial release, just like SSBM did.
What i'm curious to know is how many characters Nintendo is planning to add, how they are going to change the existing characters, and if they're going to remove any characters (which wouldn't make sense, seeing as each character has a remarkable fanbase).
This is highly unlikely... but if Sonic the Hedgehog appears in SSB3, the joyous expression of my face would appear even freakier than this: O_O
I do agree with you on the issue of the Power attacks. I found it quite tedious to execute them when I wanted to, especially when I was trying to use the Ice Climbers' vertical power attack while standing under the Master Hand (which is quite effective if both climbers do it together).
And of course, a lot of people aren't going to be happy with Nintendo's unique controller for the Revolution, so i'm thinking that they're planning an alternate design for people who like to stick with more traditional controllers.
Well anyway, I should probably go and do some more work on my term paper...
Dr. Sloth is the main villain on the oh-so-popular Neopets internet community. You might have vague memories of me mentioning Neopets in the past, but I've been pretty silent about it until now.
For some bizarre reason, Sloth just captures my imagination a lot more than other villains. As a result, i've become a lot more confident with my work over the years, and i've created a lot of great things as a result (my guild being the most complex of my Sloth-related projects).
Aaah. My guidance councelor warned me of this sort of thing when I get into college. Sometimes, professors will try to "weed out" students who are slackers by bombarding them with assignments during the first few months of the college season. This gives them a good idea who's actually serious about getting their degree. So, if anything, the work should start to get less stressful as time goes on.
As for SSB3, I do believe that if Nintendo pulls it off right, it'll become their most popular game, and continue to please fans of the genre years after its initial release, just like SSBM did.
What i'm curious to know is how many characters Nintendo is planning to add, how they are going to change the existing characters, and if they're going to remove any characters (which wouldn't make sense, seeing as each character has a remarkable fanbase).
This is highly unlikely... but if Sonic the Hedgehog appears in SSB3, the joyous expression of my face would appear even freakier than this: O_O
I do agree with you on the issue of the Power attacks. I found it quite tedious to execute them when I wanted to, especially when I was trying to use the Ice Climbers' vertical power attack while standing under the Master Hand (which is quite effective if both climbers do it together).
And of course, a lot of people aren't going to be happy with Nintendo's unique controller for the Revolution, so i'm thinking that they're planning an alternate design for people who like to stick with more traditional controllers.
Well anyway, I should probably go and do some more work on my term paper...
Yea, no doubt on the controller comment, there.
Aaaaand...No, I haven't had time to write anything. Matter of fact, I should really be studying right this minute, eh?
Sooo...If anyone could give some comments on how the style has changed, what they think of it, etc., that'd be good.
Or, ya know, you could predict what will happen next...I won't answer it, of course, but it'll help me realize if I'm getting the right points across.
^_^ Ya know, guys, hate to break it to the lot of you, but I have a new reader from college who knew nothing of the Titans, knew nothing of any of the other characters, etc., went straight into reading the X-Factor, and has been able to understand every important point I've put out there.
But, then again, her head is kind of big in comparison to other people...
I mean that in a literal sense, mind you. Maybe that has something to do with it...?
Well, tomorrow will be a madhouse, but things should calm down come Thursday evening.
I want to get the next scene or two done in time for Monday next week. We'll see how it comes together.
Aaaaand...No, I haven't had time to write anything. Matter of fact, I should really be studying right this minute, eh?
Sooo...If anyone could give some comments on how the style has changed, what they think of it, etc., that'd be good.
Or, ya know, you could predict what will happen next...I won't answer it, of course, but it'll help me realize if I'm getting the right points across.
^_^ Ya know, guys, hate to break it to the lot of you, but I have a new reader from college who knew nothing of the Titans, knew nothing of any of the other characters, etc., went straight into reading the X-Factor, and has been able to understand every important point I've put out there.
But, then again, her head is kind of big in comparison to other people...
I mean that in a literal sense, mind you. Maybe that has something to do with it...?Well, tomorrow will be a madhouse, but things should calm down come Thursday evening.
I want to get the next scene or two done in time for Monday next week. We'll see how it comes together.
Dr. Sloth
Smash Lord
*chuckles* We've always had a habit of getting the wrong point across. Although I must admit that my skills with literature analyzation have greatly improved as a result of reading Q4D over these past few years.
I do believe that i'm your oldest reader, in terms of how long i've been with the Q4D saga. And ironically, I sometimes have trouble figuring out the mysteries and foreshadowing littered all over the story, judging by your constant efforts to correct me.
Hey, at least I'm enjoying myself. *grins*I have a few more chapters of Q4D to catch up on, so that should keep me occupied.