Dragon Warrior

This is a short story I just began writing out of the blue. I had no plot ready, no characters set, and everything in this was put down right as it was spilling out of my head. I hope you enjoy my odd work. [center][u]The Green Hat[/u][/center] ?Hello,? said the man in the green hat. The other man, who was smaller than the man in the green hat and donned a slick red suit, looked up at the man in the green hat and gave a half smile. ?Yes?? ?I said, hello,? repeated the man. ?Why, hello,? replied the smaller man in the red suit, who then returned to reading the paper. The man in the green hat peered around the park and then seated himself on the bench with the smaller man. ?I see you?re reading the paper.? ?That I am,? agreed the red-suited man. ?And what is happening?? ?What?? ?What is happening in the news?? ?Oh, well, um, it appears a lion escaped from the zoo.? ?Odd.? ?Indeed.? ?That only usually happens in the movies.? ?What, the lion escaping?? ?Yes.? The man tipped his green hat to block out the sun. It wasn?t a particularly nice hat and it clashed terribly with his suit he wore. ?Of course,? he broke the silence again, ?a lion is quite the ferocious beast.? ?King of the jungle,? said the smaller man, not even looking up from his paper. He appeared bored with the other man. ?My name is Rick.? The smaller man looked up at the man in the green hat and smiled. ?Dane.? They shook hands and Dane returned to reading. Rick felt rather uncomfortable in the silence. He moved around on the bench like a child who couldn?t sit still in the car. ?You wouldn?t believe who I met today.? Not entirely interested, Dane looked over at Rick and gave a fake smile. ?Who?? ?Bobby Rendale.? ?Who?? ?Why, Bobby Rendale, I say! Don?t tell me you don?t know Bobby Rendale.? ?I can?t say I do.? Rick felt hurt, like Dane just stomped his toe. ?You don?t, hm?? ?Should I have?? ?Should you have known who he is? Of course you should. He?s quite the guy.? ?I?m terribly sorry. Is he a part of the new pop culture? I?m afraid I don?t keep up with the times anymore.? ?What? No. He?s in his forties, at the least. I mean, he?s an old singer who could really do jazz.? ?Ah, that explains it,? Dane said, folding his paper. ?I don?t listen to jazz,? he spoke matter-of-factly. ?You don?t?? Dane shook his head. ?I?m shocked.? ?Well, don?t be,? Dane muttered. ?Not everyone has your taste. Now if you don?t mind?? ?You?re not into the pop culture?? ?Pardon?? ?Earlier. You said you weren?t up to date with the pop culture these days.? ?And?? ?You can?t be that old. You?re, what? thirty?? ?Thirty-five.? ?Oh, you don?t look it.? ?Thanks,? Dane said monotonously before reopening his paper to the sports section. ?You like sports, I see.? ?Who doesn?t?? ?My friend.? ?Your friend doesn?t like sports?? ?That?s what I said. His name is Suzy.? ?Isn?t Suzy a girl?s name?? ?She is a girl.? ?But you said ?his name is Suzy.?? ?I did not. I said ?her.?? ?I?m absolutely positive you said ?his,? my friend.? ?And I?m infinity positive that I said ?her,? my [I]friend[/I].? ?Let?s stop this,? Dane grumbled. ?We?re acting like children.? ?I like children.? ?Well, good. You?d make an excellent father then.? ?You really think so? I always wanted to be a father.? ?Good for you.? ?It seems I?ll never get the chance, though.? ?Oh.? Dane then ruffled his papers slightly and turned to Rick. ?Is it a problem in? bed?? ?No, no. I just have no time to find someone to make a family with. My choice of work and all.? Dane, not entirely interested anymore, went back to staring down his black-and-white printed papers. ?I see.? ?I did just come back from the bank, though. I took out a lot of money.? ?Really. I guess your job pays off then, hm?? ?Oh, very much so. I may not get a family, but I?m livin? large for sure.? ?I make minimum wage.? ?What do you do, if you don?t mind my asking?? ?Well,? Dane said, pleased that Rick asked permission to ask this time, ?I?m a mailman.? ?Oh. Here?? ?This is a park.? ?Oh, right, right. I meant, in this town.? ?Of course. I work the area over yonder.? He pointed to a particular section of town. Rick nodded, though he wasn?t fully sure what section Dane was indicating. ?Nice.? Dane went back to his paper once again and Rick studied his fingers, as if they were the most fascinating things God could create. ?You know, mailmen commit suicide a lot,? Rick stated out of the blue. ?I?m not suicidal,? Dane grumbled. ?I wasn?t saying you were. I?m just going on that mailmen commit suicide a lot. It?s got to be a terribly boring and redundant line of work.? ?It has its moments.? ?Like?? ?You meet people. Mailmen are people persons.? ?I meet people too, but meeting the people in our jobs are barely a quarter of what gets the moneys in our wallets.? ?That is true,? Dane agreed. He turned to Rick and finally tossed the paper to the bench. ?But I?m saying that meeting the people are bonuses.? ?You do meet a lot of interesting folk, huh?? ?You?re not too usual yourself.? ?Thanks.? He thought on this comment for a moment and said dryly, ?I think.? ?I like my work. I?m fine.? Rick looked off at some children playing Frisbee and he smirked. ?You have a family?? ?Yeah. My wife and two children.? ?Oh, that?s nice. Boys? Any girls?? ?A girl and a boy.? ?Really. I always wanted a boy. You know, to throw the ole pigskin around the yard. Man, that?d be incredible.? ?Yeah. I can?t wait to do that. My son is only five. Too young to do any dangerous playing like football.? ?You serious?? ?About?? ?I was throwing the ole pigskin when I was two.? ?Well?? Dane didn?t really have much to reply to, but Rick continued anyways. ?And I?d have my son throwing it at one. I?d love my kids. Did I mention I like children?? ?Yeah. I commented that you?d be a great father, remember?? ?Oh, yeah.? ?I think I resent saying that.? ?What?s that?? ?I said, I think I meant saying that.? ?Work is hard, you know?? ?Hm, sometimes.? ?Yeah, I think it is. My line of work, you never get a break in it. It?s one of those jobs you just keep on moving across the nation.? ?You?re a real travelin? man, then, huh?? ?You betcha. I?ve seen all of the USA and some of South America.? ?How?s it down there in ole Mexico?? ?Hot. Kinda hot.? ?Oh?? ?Yeah. And there?s a constant smell looming around the people.? ?Nasty.? ?I thought so too. But I wouldn?t say it out loud. I?m not the kind of guy to just speak my mind.? ?I don?t know about that.? ?Pardon?? ?I said, I hear you on that.? Dane sat uneasy in his chair. It was as if he was ready for Rick to leave. Of course, he never really wanted the man in the green hat to be there in the first place. Their conversation was running dry in any case, anyways. ?Yeah, work is hard.? ?What do you do?? Dane asked anxiously. ?Well,? Rick said, then thought for a moment. That?s when the two of them spotted a chubby man drop litter next to the trashcan. He then waltzed away, leaving Rick to get red in the face and pick it up. After placing it in the trash, he returned to the bench. ?I hate it when people litter next to trashcans.? ?Yeah, I definitely hate that,? Dane agreed. ?And when they cough right in your face.? ?Exactly.? ?It?s like, I don?t want your sickness. Just because you have it doesn?t mean I want it.? ?I know!? Dane began to get excited. He was actually having a conversation with the man in the green hat he could relate to. ?And what about when they waste so much food?? ?Oh, I know. They get a large platter of nachos or something and right after they buy it, they don?t want it anymore. They just throw it away.? ?There are people in Ethiopia that are starving to death.? ?Exactly. How terrible are we? Us New Yorkers.? Rick then took off his green hat and brushed his brown hair with his hand. ?We?re bad. Real bad.? ?I also like dogs.? ?Oh, definitely. Good friends.? ?Yeah, if you like dogs, you?re a friend of mine.? ?Then we?re friends, I guess.? ?Yeah. Friends.? ?Indeed.? ?I even made up a word for someone I?m friends with.? ?What?s that?? ?Frodilope.? ?That?s an unusual word.? ?I?m an unusual guy.? ?I agree on that.? Dane crossed his leg over his other leg. ?Oh, don?t do that.? ?Don?t do what?? ?Don?t cross your legs.? ?Why can?t I cross my legs?? ?It?s too? preppish.? ?Preppish?? ?Preppy.? ?Like high school preppy? You?ve gotta be kidding me.? ?I?m not. It?s very preppy.? ?There?s nothing wrong with crossing your legs. It?s very gentlemanly.? ?That?s all the worse. You?re a mailman, not the King of England.? ?Even so, a mailman can cross his legs.? ?I doubt it looks effective.? ?Hm, perhaps.? Dane uncrossed his legs and cleared his throat, as if crossing his legs really was inappropriate for a mailman. ?I think I?ll go now.? ?Very well,? Dane said. ?Go ahead.? ?Or maybe not.? ?What?? ?I don?t think I?ll leave yet.? ?You?re an odd one.? ?I think the world needs a little difference.? ?Not the amount you contain,? Dane countered. ?Hm, for a mailman, you really are slightly elegant.? ?Thank you.? Dane then crossed his legs. ?Not elegant enough for that, though.? Dane uncrossed his legs and sighed. ?Maybe I really am unhappy with my life.? ?Why do you say that?? ?You said mailmen are suicidal.? ?Well, I don?t believe you are. Not all mailmen are.? ?I?m not suicidal, but very displeased with how my life turned out.? ?You?re thirty-five. You can find another job. You?re still young? ish.? ?I know, I know, but my work isn?t my problem. I just need some kind of adventure in my life.? ?Hm, I?m not sure what you could do.? Dane began to ponder with his hands holding up his thin chin. ?I?m not sure either.? ?My life is plenty exciting. Maybe you should go someplace. Visiting new places is always a pleasure.? ?Really?? ?Oh, God, yes! And the women are divine in Texas.? ?I?m married.? ?Your wife won?t know.? ?And I said you?d be a good father?? ?Listen, I know times are tough for you, but if you, your wife, and kids go on a little vacation, or maybe even move someplace else, you?ll be happier.? Dane thought over this and stood up from the bench. ?You know, you could be on to something.? ?Of course. I was once a psychiatrist.? ?Well, you must?ve been a good one.? Dane looked at Rick, who had the strangest of smiles on his face. ?A bizarre one? but good, nonetheless.? Rick stood up and patted Dane on the back. ?So go out there and make something of yourself. A new job, a new home, a new life awaits you!? Dane nodded and grinned widely. ?I see your point now. I?ve been living the lowest choice my life has to offer. I can go places.? ?You can go places!? ?I can go places!? Dane shouted. Rick calmed down his friend and sat him down on the bench. ?Very good. I?ll be off then.? ?But we?ve so much to discuss!? Dane bobbed up and down. ?I know, but I really should be going. I just wanted a nice chat to pass the time before my train leaves.? ?You?re leaving New York?? ?Why, yes. My job made sure of that.? ?But we?ve only just met. We could be great pals!? ?I know. Even if you?re thirty-five and I?m twenty-eight, we could be friends. But I really must be going.? ?Alright,? Dane said glumly. ?But you?ll keep in touch.? ?Perhaps. If I get a chance. Your name is Dane? ?? ?Dane Johnson.? ?Rick Roberts.? Rick looked to the taxi that had recently parked near where the two were chatting. He waved and the taxi driver prepared for the trip. Rick walked around the bench and picked up a rather large and heavy suitcase and stepped in front of Dane again. ?I have a feeling we?ll meet again. If I?m ever in New York, I?ll drop a line.? ?I?m glad. Good meeting you, Rick Roberts.? ?Indeed, Dane Johnson.? With that, Rick began walking away. ?Good luck with getting a family!? Dane shouted after Rick. ?And good luck with your new life,? Rick bellowed back. ?If you change your location, make sure I know.? ?You?ve got it.? Dane watched Rick depart until he was in the taxi and was driving away to the train station. He sat back and noticed the green hat of Rick?s on the bench. Dane picked it up and examined it. ?Must?ve forgotten it.? He then put it on and smiled. ?I?ll give it back to him when we meet again.? Then he heard police cars. He stared out at the streets from his bench and saw a car stop in front of him. The policeman at the wheel got out and walked to him. ?Excuse me, I see you have a green hat.? ?Yes, it?s not mine, though.? ?Whose is it?? ?A friend?s.? ?Was this friend?s name Rick Roberto?? ?No. It was Rick Roberts.? Then Dane felt a cold chill over his body. ?Uh huh,? said the policeman. ?We might need to take you in for questioning.? ?But wait,? Dane said as he was dragged up from his seat. ?What?s going on with Rick?? ?Rick Roberto is an acclaimed bank robber. He?s good at what he does. And that?s his hat. He never goes anywhere without it.? Dane made the policeman let go of his arm. ?There are a million hats that are green like this, I bet.? ?But it has his symbol on it.? Dane took the hat off and examined the strange marking on the right side. ?I didn?t know.? ?Hm,? mumbled the policeman. ?Do you at least know where he went?? ?All I know is he went to the train station. I don?t know where he was going. I just found this hat after he told me this.? ?And he told you nothing else?? the policeman questioned. Dane shuddered when he recalled all the hints Rick gave him about being a bank robber. ?Nothing. No.? ?Very well.? The policeman turned back to the other cars. ?He?s going to the train station. We can still catch him. Let?s move!? The policemen drove off leaving Dane with the hat. Dane looked down at it and stared at the symbol. ?I?m surprised they didn?t take the hat for evidence,? Dane said to himself out loud. He then looked inside the hat and read one word written sloppily inside the fine material. Frodilope. Please do comment ;^D

[center][IMG]http://img226.exs.cx/img226/5976/rabbitjuice3qs.jpg[/IMG][/center] Welcome to Rabbitjuice, California, the most uncanniest of places to visit. In this story, poor Detective Bernard White must follow a strange criminal to a small island with an even smaller and stranger town. Rabbitjuice is home to an assortment of unusual occurances and people, especially the family he'll live with, the Nibbletops. As Bernard White tries to find the criminal he came there for, he also learns more about Rabbitjuice and the bizarre events that will occur because of him. [center][IMG]http://img226.exs.cx/img226/391/rabbitjuicechap15mf.jpg[/IMG][/center] Detective Bernard White was aware that his case was an unusual one from the start. After all, how many sane folks go off stealing carpets and cats? But even so, he never expected to wind up in small town Rabbitjuice, California. It?s not even attached to the country of the United States, for that matter. It?s out on some islands off the coast of California called the Towercandle Islands, a place bizarre and unknown as it is. It was no wonder the criminal chose Rabbitjuice for his getaway scheme. White wasn?t as pleased to go to such an uncanny setting, but his job insisted and he was starved for the cash. Besides, a little vacation to some tropical isle would do him some good. He was slightly stressed and needed a little change of scenery from the cement blocks we call the skyscrapers of New York City. White?s character happened to be of a very professional type, always thinking of what?s best for his clients. It wasn?t until an old woman who was rather fond of cats called him about the kidnapping?or ?catnapping??that he agreed to go on the case. He?d never heard of such a strange fetish for cats and carpets, but he?d go along with it just the same. He is always very timid and quiet. He does not speak if talking is frivolous. He also rarely leaves New York. That?s why this case is so intriguing. Bags packed and car warmed up, he set off from the gloomy November weather of New York City. He squinted his eyes as the rain invaded them. Oh, how it rained far too often where he lived. He choked down a quick bagel and some coffee and pulled out of his parking spot in front of his retro apartment. He waved goodbye to his neighbors who just sat on their balconies reading the paper and griping about the kids playing baseball in the street. They still do that? Turns out the city wasn?t all that lively around his neighborhood at this time. Normally you?d think it would be, but the atmosphere was shrouded with melancholy connotations. White wasn?t in such a gitty mood himself. He had a rather unconformable stomach cramp from his breakfast and the coffee didn?t accompany it so well. In fact, he didn?t know if he could make it to the airport without spilling it on the sidewalk. Nevertheless, he did. His stomach began to settle once he gave the woman his ticket and got on the plane. The seat in Coach was comfy, but he?d prefer to ride First Class. But then again, his salary didn?t exactly cover Coach either. He decided before the plane took off he?d get into his briefcase and check the papers on the Criminal of Rabbitjuice Village. The information given to him by the local police wasn?t exactly helpful. It was nothing, but nonsense and mismatched clues that lead him nowhere. He had a feeling this would take a while. The plane started to lift off when he got to the papers supplied by the other policemen of New York. The ?Carpet Cat Burglar,? as White grew to call him, appeared to have struck more than fifty times throughout the city and twice in Rhode Island. He was nuts, but crafty enough to slip out of the hands of all the authorities around the area. The thought of why he would steal cats and carpets repeatedly questioned him in his head until it became annoyingly redundant that he dismissed it for the time being. He searched for the information on Rabbitjuice instead. Turned out that the town was famous for its oddities. This, for some reason, did not excite Bernard. He read further into the supplied information and learned that it was also quite popular for the uncanny names given to the foods, cultures, and other such things, but the people themselves grew to have the most bizarre names too. One family was even called the Forklollies. But this also came as no surprise to White, for the town was called Rabbitjuice after all. Though, he was slightly curious. Soon he grew weary and took a nap. He insisted he?d only take a short one. ?Bernard White,? he said, ?you are only going to snooze for a few winks. Any more and you?ll be fumbling with papers in a taxi on the way to Rabbitjuice. You don?t want that, do you?? He shook his head as if answering himself and then bundled up his jacket for a pillow and fell fast asleep. Perhaps White didn?t set his biological clock right, for he woke just as the island of Towercandle materialized from the clouds below. He groaned and cursed himself for sleeping too long. He was also a bit amazed he could sleep so many hours on a plane. Around twenty minutes later, the plane was landed and he was walking down the tunnel towards the airport that connected the plane to the building. Since he was a newcomer to Rabbitjuice, he had a family hired. He wasn?t sure whom he had hired since someone else did it for him, but the person who did the job assured White that this family was the best choice out of Rabbitjuice. He was even to live with them. He thought it quaint to be living with another family for a while. He was just hoping he got his own room or at least an office to do his studies. He also promised himself peace while he worked and he didn?t mean to break his promise. He stepped into the terminal and took in the fresh air of an airport. He liked the smell. He wasn?t sure why. He walked around the seats until he could spot the family holding the sign that says ?Detective White.? The airport seemed normal and none of the names were unusual like Forklollies or Ninnycompins. Nothing like that, no. The people were normal too. He hadn?t spotted one employee with a nametag that bared a remarkable calling. He was pleased. Maybe the papers were false that he received. That?s when he spotted the sign with a family. The tallest man of the group who was holding the sign was the first to walk to White and shake hands with him. ?Hello,? Bernard said politely. ?I?m Detective Bernard White.? The man gave a toothy grin. ?Woah-har, Dertecteeve. We?re the Nibbletops.? For some reason, Bernard felt a tad disappointed and groaned. I wanted Chapter One to be short. It's mostly to get the story started. The real fun will begin in chapter two >:^D

I don't mind Valentine's Day because you don't have to celebrate it or you can if you want. Besides, no one says you have to buy gifts for your lover or someone special. And if they do say that, then they're not a very good boyfriend/girlfriend/itfriend O.o I, for one, just like spending time with my friends then. Nothing more.

I was the main male character of a Holocaust play once called [b]I Never Saw Another Butterfly.[/b] The subject never really intrigues me, but the play opened my eyes on everything. Not to mention I was learning about that subject at that same time in my US History class. So I know that this RPG could work out well [i]if[/i] you get the right people doing it. You'd need people who know the subject, who understand some things about it. Not to mention knowing some German terms helps ;) [b]Achtung-[/b] Attention! [b]Schnell-[/b] Hurry! Stuff like that. I like how you used Achtung as the title. It did get my "attention." ;) Heh heh.

Perhaps you're searching for video game music, you'd best go to [URL=http://vgmusic.com][Video Game Music][/URL], but if you're going for a particular midi that's not game music, I use Google for that purpose. Just type in "[Name of Song] midi" and that should do it. I haven't really come across any great midi sites yet. But you can try these if you want: [URL=http://midifarm.com]MidiFarm[/URL] [URL=http://midi.com]Midi.com[/URL] [img]http://img131.exs.cx/img131/8930/dwwashere9rz.gif[/img]

I'm currently working on my story [b]Inkraven[/b] that I've been writing for about a year now. I'm planning on taking it down to a nearby publisher's and get myself going. But getting your book published is really hard at first, so no one should expect it right off. Unless its a really good book XD [img]http://img131.exs.cx/img131/8930/dwwashere9rz.gif[/img]

Are you using a program or what? I game make as well, but I use Game Maker and the RM2K series. It'd help to give more information :^D [img]http://img131.exs.cx/img131/8930/dwwashere9rz.gif[/img]

Well, I posted this for this situation: [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=44810]CLICK[/URL] If that doesn't help, how 'bout giving us a base of what you want to do? Do you have a genre or setting you'd like to do? It'd help figure out a better plot. [img]http://img131.exs.cx/img131/8930/dwwashere9rz.gif[/img]

With [b]The Idea Pad[/b], people may skim through the four categories (humor, dramatic, sci-fi/fantasy, and romance) and search the lists for either a story idea or a simple piece to add to their already developing story. This is the basic center for getting story ideas. I thought it'd be convenient and fun to use, not to mention fun to make. I will most likely be adding more to the lists every now and then, but for now, to start us off I have [b]100 story ideas[/b] posted. Feel free to use them and I hope they help you in further plotting. Some may even be used for RPGs here on the OB. And now, as so many suggested, we can try a game. Select one of the ideas from any category and post a story based off it. Make sure to include which one you chose so we all know. It'll be intriguing to see little stories start out of them. [b][size=5]The Idea Pad[/size][/b] [size=1][i]Currently: 100 Ideas[/i][/size] [u][b]Humor[/b][/u] [b]1)[/b] If only I didn?t spill that juice on my carpet, perhaps the turkey would?ve kept his cool. [b]2)[/b] I believe it was the blanket that pleased the King of the Walnuts that day, but there?s more to it than that. [b]3)[/b] Jerry opened the drawer only to be assailed by thousands of bush babies. [b]4)[/b] There?s a story about a guy who actually wasn?t a guy, he was a girl, but when he was a girl, he acted like a guy, so he became a guy and in the end he was an it. [b]5)[/b] And that?s the last I saw of the flying wallaby. [b]6)[/b] I wasn?t aware the Tupperware was that angry, so I think it might?ve been a mistake to mock it. [b]7)[/b] I hit him with a bat, but Skyler was a very powerful gorilla and liked his applesauce. [b]8)[/b] I like to glare. [b]9)[/b] He seemed to think he was better, but in Crystal?s eyes? well, yeah? he still was better. [b]10)[/b] Jeremy lunged forward upon the dragon to rescue his princess, only to find out it was the wrong dragon. ?Sorry,? he uttered to the bewildered lizard. [b]11)[/b] Roland was an honorable knight, sure, but when it came to doing anything heroic, he was found in the sties with the pigs, shaking vigorously with fright. [b]12)[/b] He must?ve thought it terrible funny to use that noodle to hit Jerry with, but did he think the noodle would stick to Jerry and suck out his brain? Quite unfortunate. [b]13)[/b] My neighbors are zombies? Perhaps it?s finally a chance to kick their butts. [b]14)[/b] I laughed my usual laugh and she looked at me with an odd expression. I quietly slipped the box to her and whispered, ?The garden gnomes won?t bother you when you have this.? [b]15)[/b] He was some kind of crafty salesman, so I took out my shotgun and? [b]16)[/b] Everyone knows I?m one sexy beast, so it was no surprise when every chick in the henhouse fell in love. [b]17)[/b] It was a matter of moments before the Lord of Diapers marched through my door, pampers in hand, and prepared him for a vigorous battle of spatulas. [b]18)[/b] I?m the greatest, have no doubt about that. But when it comes to shopping, I tend to fail miserably. [b]19)[/b] Math blows, so one day I decided it must be destroyed... [b]20)[/b] Lucy was just an average girl until one day, aliens came down, fed her nachos, ran tests on her, and made sure she was super-powered before she went to school that very morning. [b]21)[/b] Well, I don?t like to brag, but I?m the best at everything. There was even this time when I fought in the Intergalactic Warrior Tournament on the plant Pziceor-won VII. [b]22)[/b] Yeah, he hates his sister. Perhaps that?s why he let the ogres whisk her away to an uncharted territory. I mean, it?s no skin off his back, right? [b]23)[/b] Did I ever tell you about the time I was a cow? [b]24)[/b] I felt the need to run far, far away from here, but when I arrived from running far, far away, I found I actually went too far, far away and ended up in far, far, far away. I began to worry from then on. [b]25)[/b] It wasn?t my fault the world was destroyed by large alien feet, but I will accept the responsibility of eating their nasty food they served me. [b]26)[/b] I don?t like the number 26. Allow me to explain why. [b]27)[/b] My salad was the best ever until that salad-making maniac appeared across the street with his salad-crafting glory. [b]28)[/b] She miserably sat with the penguin in her lap until he arrived with his penguin. At the sight of one another, the penguins embraced and began making gold for the man and woman. Their plan was working. [b]29)[/b] The paper only said ?Luna? on it, which was odd because that was her name. Only he knew it was supposed to say ?tuna.? [b]30)[/b] He flopped around childishly on the floor until he got what he wanted from his mom and dad. Odd thing was, he was forty-two years old. [u][b]Dramatic[/b][/u] [b]1)[/b] Pulling out my gun, I decided whether or not her life was worth living or if I should try to escape my own fate; I questionably pulled the gun toward my head. [b]2)[/b] He pulled the ropes to the ship?s mass, but the wind was too powerful and he was swept into the ocean?s wake. [b]3)[/b] I never expected I?d step out my door one day and be jumped by a couple of men wanting me to help them rob the world?s richest bank. [b]4)[/b] Am I really able to use this device for good or will its power overtake me? [b]5)[/b] Linda knew it was a matter of deciding which man was the right one for the job, but she was a tad suspicious of the longhaired gentleman with the shades and umbrella. [b]6)[/b] He was sipping his martini when she came and sat next to him, a questioning look on her beautiful facial features. [b]7)[/b] I was so pleased when I saw the lightning because I knew this meant my plans were going to work for once and no one could stop me! [b]8)[/b] I?m just full of ideas, but every time I write something down, the exact opposite occurs in real life. [b]9)[/b] I didn?t know werewolves could eat through chains. [b]10)[/b] He chuckled wryly, cold sweat pouring down his face. The situation made him feel uncanny since no one in the room was tanner than a white tablecloth. [b]11)[/b] She thought herself quite crafty for tricking all three of them, but little did she know they slipped the papers to her undoing into her purse when she escaped. [b]12)[/b] I know death isn?t so bad; I?ve already died once. [b]13)[/b] He didn?t believe she had any idea what he talked about, but for some reason he had a feeling there was more to this girl than any thought. [b]14)[/b] It was a hot pursuit and Roger was unsure he could catch the culprit. After all, the criminal he was chasing was his brother. [b]15)[/b] It was a danger to everyone if he used the wrong type of bomb. He suddenly felt very queasy about choosing the right one. [b]16)[/b] I felt damaged, unwanted, and unappreciated, but sooner or later, I?d have to prove myself and then everyone would see my potential. [b]17)[/b] He had to save the world, to be a hero, to show his true powers. But he was self-conscious of what he could actually do. [b]18)[/b] Was it really wrong to take his sword and kill King Arthur? Did it really put the whole world in peril? [b]19)[/b] It was to be decided what he should do, but for now, the men around him took him to the place where prisoners go until they?re decided what shall be done to them. It was another type of hell. [b]20)[/b] He did it for his religious beliefs, but in this corrupt world, even those can be taken away. [u][b]Sci-Fi/Fantasy[/b][/u] [b]1)[/b] When I tell time, I can change it. Just a simple word from me and we could be back in the 1700?s. [b]2)[/b] I thought they?d never know about the watch, but I guess I wasn?t as safe as I made myself out to be. [b]3)[/b] It was obviously a choice of him either jumping into the portal or leaving the glowing rocks to set their own course. Decisions? [b]4)[/b] The two children looked out into the sea and saw a large, glowing ship with massive torn sails. Could it be... ? [b]5)[/b] I was crying, but not from fear. It was from joy because I knew there was hope of bringing down the giant once and for all. [b]6)[/b] Our territory was swarmed with trolls, but maybe if we used the forbidden machine, the future could be saved and never end up like it is now. [b]7)[/b] I stood back from the man, for in his arms was myself. But how could that be when I stand right here?! [b]8)[/b] It was tempting to take the book from the old man?s hands, but could be trusted that it was safe to read its pages? [b]9)[/b] I found it, but I wasn?t sure I?d be able to conjure its magic. Afterall, it was meant to be wielded by the King, not a peasant like myself. [b]10)[/b] I?d answer her, for I?ve longed to answer that question, but if I opened my mouth to speak a word, she?d become still for an eternity. [b]11)[/b] He had been turned into a dog; a flea-infested, mangy and smelly, shaggy yellow-colored mongrel of a dog! [b]12)[/b] Whenever I sprinkle this particular dust upon my eyes, I begin to change and by the next day, I?m someone completely new. [b]13)[/b] My feather is what keeps me going. Odd thing to say, I know, but if you only knew what the feather can do? [b]14)[/b] I appear astounded by the city because I?ve never seen a city made completely of metal, only stone and plaster. [b]15)[/b] He shouted at David to trust him, but David was unsure. But when a shot flew by from a trooper?s pistol, David leapt into the car and they flew away into the clouds. [b]16)[/b] He must?ve thought I was crazy when I said the world could be ours, but he obviously didn?t know how serious I was. [b]17)[/b] I knew Atlantis was still there, but who would?ve guessed it was just cloaked and flying in the skies now? [b]18)[/b] If you think about it, its not that terribly difficult to time travel. Its all a matter of the ones you trust to go through time with you? [b]19)[/b] Donald just woke up with wings, that?s all. It wasn?t like he wanted them. But nobody said that flying was a bummer. [b]20)[/b] I?ve figured that if he was an alien, wouldn?t he be trying to suck out our brains? But then again, he does get excused from class a lot. [b]21)[/b] The rocks were glowing, so we didn?t touch them at first. In fact, they began to fly away, but left patterns in the sands by our feet. [b]22)[/b] The treasure could be theirs, but none of the other crewmates wanted to test their courage against the Guardian. The captain only assumed he?d have to find it himself. [b]23)[/b] They feared for their lives since no one else could save them. The rats advanced slowly. [b]24)[/b] If it was the end of the world, what worries did he have? Aside from looking after his girlfriend, he was carefree. But then again, the thought of where they would go provoked him. [b]25)[/b] It wasn?t much, but if it pleased the dragon, maybe it?d leave the village alone for another couple of days. Maybe. [b]26)[/b] The ranger chuckled sourly in the smaller man?s face, his expression of humorous content. It was obvious he found the smaller man?s wager pitiful. Would this mean the end of the adventure already? [b]27)[/b] So what I killed that insect? It?s not like it?d affect the future. Right? [b]28)[/b] He was a tad wary of taking another step, for who knew when the volcano god would erupt in anger. It was all about where you stepped. [b]29)[/b] He waited patiently for his partner was he was two hours late. He knew then something was amiss. [b]30)[/b] The silver bullet shot through the air and penetrated the werewolf?s chest. But he knew that was the last bullet he had and there was plenty of wolves left. [u][b]Romance[/b][/u] [b]1)[/b] I waited for her to return, but I wasn?t sure if she would. My heart broke that night. [b]2)[/b] I fought for her survival, but when the hundreds of other warriors emerged, I knew I wouldn?t come home that night. [b]3)[/b] Just kissing her gave me chills, so I knew I?d do anything to find out who she was. And I mean anything. [b]4)[/b] She was god-like next to me and I worshipped her every step, but she never knew I existed. [b]5)[/b] It was not his decision to love her, nor hers to love him, but nevertheless, they tried to stop their fates from meeting. [b]6)[/b] It was obvious he was a handsome devil, she?d give him that. But was he really the person he made himself out to be? [b]7)[/b] They both sat upon the beach, a fire burning and lighting up their eyes. Perhaps that night they?d finally kiss. [b]8)[/b] When she opened the door, he was standing there drenched with water. Her face was depicted in horror, but all he did was laugh and hug her, never to let go again. [b]9)[/b] I love her, but how could she love someone of a different culture, not to mention a different species. [b]10)[/b] She was the most gorgeous woman in Cristo, so how could I resist approaching her and giving her all the money I had in exchange for her heart? Was that bad? [b]11)[/b] She was deceived because little did she know, he was the craftiest man in all of New York. [b]12)[/b] They had a heated passion for one another, but if someone were to know, who knows what would become of their love or themselves? [b]13)[/b] It was a game of money and love, but which to choose? [b]14)[/b] He saved her, but did she accept him as her hero? Maybe if she saw his face for once? [b]15)[/b] It was not terribly inconvenient they didn?t see one another everyday. After all, they were just getting use to having affairs behind each other?s backs. [b]16)[/b] I don?t usually date my clients, but this one girl? [b]17)[/b] I was mesmerized when she entered the room. She had that certain illuminating aura about her that attracted us pitiful men into her wake. [b]18)[/b] If I ever saw her again, I?m not sure what I?d do, but I do still have this ring? [b]19)[/b] I flew my plain into the fields by her house and ran to her door, but found she wasn?t there. I had no choice, but to get back in my plane and circle the globe if I had to just to find her. [b]20)[/b] She was unusual and different from the rest of the women there. Perhaps that?s why he was so attracted to her presence. Please, if you have any suggestions, comments, or feedback, please do post it. I'd love to hear what other categories you'd like to see. EDIT: Post a story using one of the ideas if you want. It'll make the thread more intriguing ;^D [img]http://img131.exs.cx/img131/8930/dwwashere9rz.gif[/img]

It's a sexy idea, but I think you could go further with it. Not just interviews, but other things like previews of OB events. Even talk about the new awards-like topic "The Nifty Fifty." Just a thought. Whahaya! [img]http://img131.exs.cx/img131/8930/dwwashere9rz.gif[/img]

Yeah... you're not entirely evil, but you're one of those badass characters everyone loves to hate and hates to love and loves to love and hates to eat rotten cheese. I just figured it was only right. And hey, you wanted to be in the story ;^D [img]http://img131.exs.cx/img131/8930/dwwashere9rz.gif[/img]

Ah, I expected her to be with another dude in the end. This was actually very interesting. Why didn't you continue to force me to read it yesturday, jerk :P Bytheway, that chick is a bitch :(

[center][size=5]Chapter 2: On the Road Again[/size][/center] [size=2]James silently packed his bags before stepping out his mansion?s door, an eerie cloud of thoughts swarming about his brain like a storm. Like? some kind of? brainstorm? thing. Yeah? anyways, after pondering this ?brainstorm,? he approached the old church in the center of town where all the other companions were settled. Upon arriving he saw such members as Dr. Kane, Syk3 (who is dead sexy now), Vicky (who insisted on coming), ThatOneOddDude, Queen Asuka, and Dragon Warrior (who is also dead sexy, naturally). James waddled over to Dr. Kane and threw down his pack. ?Time?s wasting,? the administrator informed as he peered towards the cloudy skies. ?And I?m not sure how long the storm in my brain will allow me to be sane.? ?You mean a brainstorm?? Kane said with a look. ?So they are called brainstorms!? Kane shook his head and ate a toad muffin. ?I swear, James. We always seem to go on adventures.? ?What are you talking about?? James looked queerly. ?This is only our second quest out of the town.? ?Uhhh?? That?s when Shy appeared as if on cue, saving Kane from an uncomfortable situation. ?Hey, primitives,? Shy said as he slumped over to James. ?We all here that are going?? Everyone nodded, aside from Dragon Warrior who did a sexy stunt (it?s so sexy that I can?t even mention it here without rating this story triple X). Shy inspected the group before nodding for approval. ?Then let?s go.? They began to set off before a shotgun was heard. Everyone turned to see none other than? ?Officer Spock?!? squealed Jokopoko. An unnecessary amount of books pummeled him to the ground. Alan the n00b hunter stepped forward in all his drunken glory. He held a shotgun in his right hand and a vodka bottle in the other right hand. He doesn?t have a left hand. Hmmm? ?Hey, bitches,? he said in an intoxicated manner. ?Now, Alan, you?re clearly drunker than shiz,? ThatOneOddDude reasoned with the n00b hunter. ?Put down the shotgun and no one will-? That was the last they ever heard of ThatOneOddDude. He was given a comfy government job in California, USA and he never bothered to phone anyone. Silly him. And you thought Alan shot him. Alan spun around towards the others and glared. ?You other bembers?? ?Members,? Kane corrected. ?You other bembers are nothin? without a highly skilled n00b hunter like myself. I are awesome.? He took a couple of large swigs of Vodka that could make even the sexiest of Dragon Warriors wince. In fact, Dragon Warrior did wince. It was a very sexy wince, indeed. James approached Alan and put a hand on the drunkard. ?Alan, I know you lost your sexy job here in Otaku Hollow, but that doesn?t mean you should waste your life away by being wasted all the time.? ?Yeah, you can always get stoned instead,? a random member said from the crowd. He was beaten unmercifully with a walnut. ?Alan,? James continued to sooth, ?why not come with us so you can prove you?re still a fine n00b hunter.? ?Cool!? Alan shouted, but he unfortunately fired his shotgun and killed a passing pedestrian. ?Maybe you should put the gun down,? James suggested. ?Yeah.? Everyone was set and even a few other members like Sol-Blade and Reise appeared to join the quest. Reasons were unknown of what they may support on the journey, but the more members, the more comical deaths. Why not? Alan had to make a quick and drunken stop before they left. The n00b hunter approached an old man in a rocking chair who just sat there in the middle of the street with a dumb look on his mug. ?Dad, you?ve always been sorta like a father to me,? Alan began, ?so I was wondering what I should do with my life.? ?Sell coasters,? said the old man. ?I see,? Alan said, pondering the thought. ?Perhaps I will.? ?Maybe so.? ?Indeed.? ?Quite.? ?For the best.? ?Yep.? ?Yessir.? ?Mmm-hm.? ?Yah.? ?Very good.? ?Good day.? ?Goodbye for now.? ?Quite.? ?Indeed.? ?Hm.? ?Yes.? And so, on they traveled through exotic forests, erotic tourists, and many mentally harming events involving rather deranged turkey acorns. But we?ll get to that later. The main problem was when the group got just away from the actual boundaries of the OtakuBoards, which was just past the ?Who?s Online? domain. As each member passed, numerous names depleted from the lists. They had officially left OB. ?My name is gone,? DW said sexily. Members who were watching the group leave took note of Dragon Warrior?s words. Perhaps he?ll autograph it when he returns. Anyways, back to the bad stuff. They had just passed ?Who?s Online? and were out in the wild HTML forests when they heard a large and unsexy sound. ?What are that?? Alan said, still a little tipsy from guzzling a wine bottle only moments ago. James hushed the group and peered around. He had his ModRod at ready in case danger reared its head? or worse, it reared its REAR! Or maybe it would headed its rear. Hmm? ponder that one in your noodle for a while. Suddenly a Spam Giant emerged from within the HTML tags. ?C is for cookie, which is good enough for me!? ?Hahahaha!? laughed Jokopoko. ?He ripped off Cookie Monster?s song! But his version of cookie is the HTML cookies. OMG, that?s so creative!? A book the size of a car crushed him mere seconds later. ?This foe looks dangerous,? Kane stated as he prepared himself for wild combat. Dragon Warrior stepped forward, sexiness clearly surrounding him in all aspects. ?I can destroy this enemy with a mere flick of my eroticness. He?s nothing.? A large club of spam whooshed past sending DW high into the sky at an alarming speed. Only a mere blur of sexiness could be seen streaking through the clouds. James wanted to cry. ?Shit.? ?Me angry now,? groaned the Spam Giant who insisted on being fed HTML cookies. He lifted his club up again ready to strike down and crush unsuspecting members when Sol-Blade walked onto the scene. ?What?s going on?? he asked cheerfully before the club came rushing down on his head. Queen Asuka stepped forward from the crowd, ruffled dress flowing in the dramatically done breeze. The Spam Giant cried. ?Hahahahahaha!? Whoops. I meant he laughed. ?You puny Otakulites can?t stop an uber sexah beast LIK3 M3!? Asuka shuddered as the horrible beast rubbed its nipple. ?He makes Syk3 look good,? James whimpered. ?Hey, I?m hott now,? Syk3 scolded. ?Quiet, you guys!? Kane jumped in. ?Queen Asuka?s about to kick-? ?Hey, she killed the Spam Giant,? said a random person. Everyone turned. It was true. The large creature lay dead and materializing into 0?s and 1?s before their eyes. Asuka stood proudly, once again her dress flowing dramatically. ?That was a terrible battle scene,? Jokopoko remarked before being launched into a bookcase. ?Wow, she?s hott,? Kane admired Asuka from afar. It wasn?t long before all the traveling members were deep in conversation over the event. James had to silence everyone with his ModRod. He then gave them band-aids for their booboos. Even Shy had a little cry. ?Order, everyone,? James spoke over the crowd. ?We mustn?t let these disasters get to us.? ?DW died,? said an unknown voice from the group. ?Indeed,? James said. ?As I was saying, these things can?t get in our way. As sexy as Dragon Warrior was, he obviously was too sexy for this world and was deleted. Perhaps he?ll return when Solo and the others do, but for now we must push on.? They all set off again in a nice line that wasn?t so nice. ?This chapter?s sucking so far,? Sol-Blade whispered to Jokopoko. Sol-Blade was immediately destroyed by the narrator without contestation. They continued through the forests that never seemed to end, numerous ads appearing at their faces and telling them to shoot the burglar and win a prize. Naturally Jokopoko couldn?t help but oblige the offers. ?I hit the watermelon!? he squealed with excitement. ?I can?t wait to tell Spock!? I can?t even begin to count how many books hit him that time. ?Look, everyone!? Syk3 said, pointing. Everyone looked around, under rocks, in trees, even in an old lady?s underwear drawer (ewww), but they were unclear of what they were searching for. ?No, you idiots,? Syk3 scolded. ?LOOK!? They continued to search various underwear drawers and hampers. ?Look where my finger is pointing!? ?Ohhhhhh,? everyone said in unison. It appeared that they had arrived at the end of the forest and a large open plain of silly grass was present. ?Silly grass,? squeaked an opossum before it disappeared inside a piece of a mandarin orange and flew away to Jupiter. James almost fainted. ?I know this place,? the admin shuddered. ?It?s called The Plains of Random Dumpings.? ?Excellent,? Kane mused, ?I needed to crap.? ?Not that kind of dump!? James shouted. ?This is where all the crappy HTML and websites go when they?re done. Usually it?s the random stuff that?s made, like various obscene animations such as the recent Christmas special ?Syk3 the Corroded Reindeer.? They go here when people don?t want them anymore.? Queen Asuka dug through some of the recycled banners from sigs and found a porn site link. Syk3 appeared at her side. ?You shouldn?t be looking at that kind of stuff.? He made eye contact with the banner and took it from her hands. ?I?ll just take that.? When she left, he secretly stashed the banner in his jacket for later use. ?Heh heh heh? score-age, baby.? They traversed through the plains further before things began to become more bizarre. James turned to talk to Kane, but noted he was nowhere to be found. In fact, none of the members were. They all seemed to have disappeared. ?Meh?? He stumbled across a magic lamp just then. Thinking it must be fate, he rubbed it, but to no prevail. After reading a simple hand guide to rubbing lamps the right way, he did a specific erotic stunt that made the lamp shudder with excitement. ?What in the name of Pornography is going on?? Suddenly, a gay-looking Genie named Shinmaru appeared. ?You have freed me,? spoke Shinmaru, ?and now I?ll kill you dead. GAWFAWWWWW!? ?Oh, for the love of hushpuppies,? James swore. [/size] Do comment ;^D And here's a look at the other story I'm currently doing. [img]http://img121.exs.cx/img121/240/orpg6dk.jpg[/img]

Oh my God... there is only one member I'd like to meet. I dream about them all the time. They're so damn sexy, I can't contain myself. Just uttering the screen name sends chills down my back. Do I dare say it? Yes. I'd like to meet [spoiler]Dragon Warrior[/spoiler]. What a member, I tell you what! [quote name='The Nameless][b]Dragon Warrior.[/b'] He seems like he would be a great guy to hang out with.[/quote] 'Nuff said.

I say I was a bit amused from this :^D My favorite parts have to be that you renamed The Matrix "The Mattress," which is such a random thing, but rhymes that it earns you 50,000,000 DW points. That's good. Perhaps you can trade them in for some chocolate coins. But the best line ever has to be "Follow the cute wittle bunny wabbit, it looks so pretty Jeh, it looks weally pwetty." Nothing gets more priceless. I see in your sig I'm Agent Smith. Sweetage, baby.

I'll think about it, TOOD. :P Thank you all for commenting. I see I'm off to a good start. I'll have to get crackin' on chapter 2 and try to get it up by tomorrow. Once school starts on Monday, my free time flies out the window and into a delicious turkey sub :(

Since the sunshine is literally twisted in the picture, I like it. You're obviously getting use to CS's filters and effects. The fated writing is readable and quite cool, especially with the signed signature. I do think you should put a border on it (I've come accustomed to borders, so naturally I believe they look better). You don't need a border, but if you want one, an easy way to do it is to select the whole image with "Select All," then go to "Edit" and down to "Stroke." A setting of 2 pixels for the stroke should make a nice thin border. Make sure before you select stroke, you have the right color currently selected. My real beef about it is the text. It's nicely done, but jagged. Perhaps not jagged, but it just bothers me somehow. Maybe I am going mad ;_; Good work anyways, sir. [b]My Rating:[/b] 8/10 That's sexier than yo' wife ;^D

That hurts, Asuka. That hurts :P Anyways, I've finally posted the sequel to this Otaku Hollow story. Be sure to visit it because it's teh sexy. Perhaps you might see yourself in it, hmmm? :3

Finally, the long awaited sequel to [b]The Legend of Otaku Hollow[/b] is here. Taking place a few years after the events of the first of the saga, [b]The Café At The Edge Of The World[/b] is about James and the others finding a way to bring Solo Tremaine and the other banned members back. Once more, Kane, myself, Shy, and even Alan the n00b Hunter accompany James, but some new characters will show themselves and prove to be just as good. But uhh... without anymore delaying... here's chapter one. [img]http://img67.exs.cx/img67/8905/c1-tcateotw.jpg[/img] [center][size=5]Chapter One: OMG tEh cureNess![/size][/center] [size=2]It?s been several years since the events of the Postless Banner took place. Things have calmed, everything has mostly gone back to normal, and aside from the banned members, almost everyone is running around willy nilly as usual. Shy had James and a few other able-bodied members build him a special hut atop a small hill in one of Otaku Hollow?s parks. As for Dragon Warrior, he changed his forum name to ?OBEY ME OR GET MAGIC OUCHIES? and ruled with an iron gloved hand. Yes, everything seemed to be just fine. It?s a wonder why no one even mentioned Solo Tremaine? aside from Vicky. ?Kane!? she shouted from the top of the stairs to his lab. ?What the bloody ?ell are you doing all day down there?? Kane dropped a glass capsule and released poisonous fumes into the air. He cursed himself and stared sweetly up the stairs. ?Trying to solve world hunger.? ?Well, before you do that, solve the hunger in this house! Make my pups some supper!? Vicky then slammed the door causing a few other bottles to smash across the floor of his lab. Kane grimaced at the spot where Vicky stood moments ago and rubbed his sweaty forehead with a tentacle. A tentacle?! ?Oh my,? he said in a worrisome tone. ?That can?t be good.? You see, after the departure of Solo Tremaine, Vicky and her two pups, Annie and Methuselah, were left with nowhere to go. Dr. Kane, being the kind and understanding man he is, took them in. He soon found out it was the biggest mistake of his life. ?KANE!? Vicky shouted as the door swung open again. ?Make some food, damnit! And there better not be Batwing Bladder-Bussles in mine!? Kane drank down a potion and was relieved when his tentacle began disappearing. ?Coming, Ms. Vicky. Coming.? He began to come upstairs before his feet became potatoes. ?Goodness,? he said, astonished. Vicky?s eyes lit up. ?Ah, good. Taters. We?ll have those!? she said, grabbing at them. Kane screamed as she took a bite. Not far away, James was sitting happily at his own dinner table with the company of Dragon Warrior, who was visiting for a while. The sexy black mage left his black mage womenses in charge of OBEY ME OR GET MAGIC OUCHIES while he was gone. He didn?t seem worried about the decision. ?So,? James said, breaking an uncomfortable silence, ?how?re the boards?? ?Quiet, watching,? DW said with a mouthful of turkey. He pointed to the TV where the latest cartoon show was on? The announcer buzzed in with excitement and said, ?Hey, kids! Your favorite Saturday morning TV show is now on weekdays? like right now!? Dragon Warrior let out a shriek of excitement. James almost choked on a bone. ?That?s right. I?m talking about Action Munkie!? Dragon Warrior screamed. James stabbed himself in the eye with his fork. ?And now, here?s PiroMunkie?s latest adventure?? The TV then showed PiroMunkie, the star of this famed show ACTION MUNKIE, high atop a tower where his arch nemesis Teh n00b Terd stood laughing. ?PiroMunkie, you suxorz,? the villain chuckled unsexily. PiroMunkie flashed the screen a sharp smile, and then glared at his foe. ?No, Teh n00b Terd, you do.? ?What?? the evil n00b gasped. ?This can?t be! It?s not possible!? He immediately burst into flames and hot women appeared at PiroMunkie?s sides. ?Does anyone else smell burning poop?? Piro said with a chuckle. Then everyone joined in for a hearty laugh. Dragon Warrior happened to be glued to the screen as James walked back into the room after bandaging his eye. ?You know, you shouldn?t watch that rubbish,? he warned. ?It?s garbage.? ?Shhh!? DW hushed. ?The best part is coming.? Suddenly, a sexy black wizard appeared on the screen and said, ?GER-FLANKS, PiroMunkie. You saved the day again.? That?s when the announcer?s voice rose up again. ?Little does PiroMunkie know, Captain Black Wizard is plotting against him. When will this sexy foe/ally unleash his dark scheme? Find out later on. Ok bye!? Dragon Warrior shut up off the TV and sat satisfied in his chair. ?Yep, I?m gonna be a sexy black wizard one day. No more black mageness. It?s the wizard standard for me.? James shook his head and lifted his fork to his mouth. ?WHAT?S THAT?!? Dragon Warrior shouted, startling James and causing him to stab his ear. The door to James? home opened and the administrator stood on the threshold in bandages. He stared down at the member Jokopoko, who had recently began apprenticing under the wise Master Shy. ?Yes, Jokopoko?? James sighed. ?OMG!? the member shouted, scaring James into stabbing his right arm with a nail sticking out of the door. Jokopoko ignored James? whines of pain and continued, ?Have you watched the latest Star Trek episodes? That guy with the thing was there and it was so cool with the gadgets and the OGMGIWEJWEJjfkeie and so he ate it.? James stared blankly at the member as blood trickled down his arm. ?I didn?t understand what you just said.? ?Oh yeah,? Jokopoko added, ?you must visit Master Shy immediately. It?s about Solo!? James? eyes twinkled, which kind of scared Jokopoko into thinking he was hitting on him. ?I?m gonna go now. Lightspeed!? He ran as fast as he could to get away from James? scarring gaze. The administrator rushed back in the house and went to the kitchen. When he found no sign of DW, he shouted his name through the household. Dragon Warrior poked his head out of the bathroom, a soap-on-a-rope in hand. ?Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?? ?Shy has news about Solo,? James said, appearing at the doorway. He gazed at Dragon Warrior. ?Why are you wearing a towel over your clothes?? ?And why do you wear a big, funny yellow hat?? Dragon Warrior countered. ?That?s you.? ?Touché, Mr. Admin.? ?Look, we must get to Shy?s house immediately. Unless you don?t want to come.? ?Well, uhh?? A giggle was heard from within the bathroom and a feminine hand was placed on DW?s shoulder. He slapped it away and grinned innocently. ?I really must be showering.? James looked suspiciously at his black mage friend, but paid no mind. ?I?ll be back soon.? ?Right-o!? The mage then closed the door and loud music began playing. James slipped out of the house as fast as he could. ?Oh, don?t do that, Annie! Methuselah, that?s not a drumstick! Honestly, you two, do you have to eat my linen curtains?!? There was a loud knock on Kane?s door, who was relieved to be free of his work if only for a second. He opened the large door that was egged earlier and was very pleased to see James standing in the threshold. ?James! Neptune?s naval, am I glad to see you!? James looked questionably at the door. ?Who did that?? ?Take a wild guess,? Kane mumbled. He offered James to come in, but the admin denied. ?We?re in a hurry,? he said. ?Shy has news on Solo.? Suddenly, Vicky was at the door, smacking Kane with a spatula. ?Hear that, you idiot scientist? My Solo is alright! You go and see what Shy wants NOW!? She then sweetly waltzed back to her pups. Kane turned back to James with bloodshot eyes. ?I don?t know how much longer I can take this. I think I?ll do Solo a favor and not bring him back.? He looked at Vicky again. ?For his sake.? James smirked, but pulled Kane out through the door just as a pot flew by where his head was previously. Jokopoko was sitting on Shy?s porch ready to greet the visitors. ?OMG, JAMES AND KANE!? The silly member jumped to his feet, but ended up falling down and giving himself a booboo on his elbow. Nevertheless, he politely, and Star-Trekily showed them in. Shy sat smoking the finest hobbit weed in the Shire. He perked at the site of James and Dr. Kane. ?Come, sit.? James and Kane obeyed. Jokopoko walked into the room while placing a band-aid on his wound. ?Activate cloaking device,? he said as the bandage went over the scrape. ?Oh, shut the hell up,? Shy said. He then threw a book at Joko and knocked him out. Shy turned to his visitors and smiled innocently. ?Funny how the book?s name is ?How to Dodge a Flying Book.?? There appeared to be some attempt at a joke in his words, but nobody laughed. Shy had to smack James and Kane to get them to fake chuckle, but most of it was sobs from the ouchies he inflicted. ?What do you want?? James choked back a tear. ?I have figured out how to get Solo and the others back.? ?Yippee skippy,? Kane clapped his hands happily. ?Shut up, you ass.? Kane was silent. ?It appears at the edge of the world there is a café.? ?Yes,? James agreed. ?The Otaku Café. It?s been around for many versions of OtakuBoards.? Shy nodded. ?I know. But there is a character there, an old Otakulite who has retired to this café at the edge of the world and has been there for many ages. He has acquired many skills through his years and one of them is to unban members.? ?Who is this fellow?? James questioned. ?He goes by the name of Desert Shadow, a being from back in Version one or two. I?m not sure. The image is unclear in my mind.? ?How did you know of this?? ?I get ?Psychic NOW Weekly.? Best damn magazine for a psychic like myself.? ?How much for twelve issues?? Kane asked curiously. ?Only $19.95. And if you act now, you get a free hypnotizing gadget. It?s fun in a crystal ball!? ?Okay, stop advertising,? James scolded. ?You can do it in your sig and on your own time. How do we get to this Otaku Café? I?m not very fluent with the web outside my own hosting.? Shy rubbed his chin and nodded. ?Yes, well, I?m not very keen on getting through the uncharted spam sites of our fair web server myself, so I took the liberty of hiring an expert.? There was a knock at the door and everyone turned. Shy called for them to enter. The door suddenly swung open and revealed ?the expert.? ?Haha! I so got you guys!? Jokopoko laughed. ?Hey, I finally got Star Trek on DvD!? A book suddenly implanted itself in Joko?s face. When he fell, another being emerged from the behind. They stepped into the room and stared warily at the three men seated. Kane seemed to be the only one not aware of who this was. James gasped. He quickly turned his head at the old master and grimaced. ?You didn?t.? ?I did.? ?You did?? Kane squeaked. ?I did,? Shy replied. ?Why did you?? James questioned. ?I just did,? Shy said. ?Did you have to?? James asked. ?Perhaps I did.? ?Okay, who the hell is that?? Kane said in frustration. James turned back to the cloaked figure. A ruffle emerged from under the garments. James was positive he knew who it was. ?That is Queen Asuka, the last remaining member of Adam?s Angels.? Kane shrieked like a girl. ?I thought they all died in the battle against those peopleses in that one thingy,? Kane frowned. ?It appears they all didn?t,? Shy said. Everyone jumped at his voice. Only Asuka remained perfectly still. ?You may sit if you like, Queen Asuka.? She chose not to, but she did remove her cloak to reveal her large ruffled dress that flowed to the floor in pink madness. ?Really, Shy,? James complained, ?Do we really need to hire her?? ?She?s in the room, James,? Kane whined. ?I think it?s appropriate,? Shy nodded. ?But she?s evil!? James continued. ?Uh, hello, James!? Kane shouted. ?She?s a trained assassin. We don?t diss on trained assassins!? ?I?m aware she?s evil,? Shy ignored Kane, ?but she knows the web like Desbreko knows nad-kicking. I paid her handsomely, so a problem shouldn?t be occurring.? ?She can just take the money and kill us all,? James said. ?My ModRod is rendered useless too far out into the web.? ?Not good to upset her, you guys,? Kane continued to whine. ?I prefer living.? ?Then we won?t use ModRods,? Shy simplified. ?We?ll get new gear. Go home and prepare for the journey. Gather anyone who wishes to accompany us. We leave tomorrow.? He looked at Queen Asuka who stood in all her glory. She may have been a killer, but she appeared as gentle as a? well... you know? yeah. ?You may go prepare your luggage, Asuka.? ?It?s been done, Master Shy,? she said. It was the first time she had spoken. Kane?s heart went aflutter. ?My heart be still,? he said, clutching his chest. ?Looks like Kane?s in love,? Shy teased with James. But it was actually true. Kane?s heart stopped beating and he was rushed to the hospital. But when he was cured, he shouted, ?I?M IN LOVE!? down the corridors. Stupid Kane and his? his love thingy.[/size]

I recall a few now. [b]1.) When Kane stopped using "Interesting, most interesting."[/b] Oh, wait... he didn't XP [b]2.) OtakuCards Returns[/b] I had fun making them and I may return to them again. I have before. I'm sure some of you recall that sexy collection.

I'm not even going to bother saying the launch of Version 7. What's the use of repeating it when it's been echoed through this thread fifty times now? XD I will say my anniversary was happy because I got a giftness :< But I've been here far too long to tell what anniversary it was. Someone said my fifth, but it all depends on how long ago AbsoluteGameBoy was. O.o Ah, and memories of me signing up to Kill Adam Volume 2. I may have not gotten in, but it was a fun thing to write :^D

The year 2004 may still have two days left, but I believe this thread should be in order anyway. 2004 has been a memorable year and as we look back on it, you can remember some of the best moments there were. Like in my opinion, the good ole Piro Revolution... the moment I tried to brainwash Otaku[b]Boards[/b] members in one of my wild attempts to take over OB and rule it all. Then PiroMunkie foiled my schemes. Good stuff. How about you? Any good memories? I'm sure I have many more than that, but I'm just saying the one above to get the ball rollin', aye?

I'd say it isn't best to say that you're doing illegal stuff like drinking alcohol while under age. ;) It seems every one of my friends have parties and get drunk, which I think is teh stupid, so that might be one reason why I don't do anything with them. I don't wanna drink =/

Okay, I never do jack on New Years, but I'm thinking of trying to do something. I remember that I'm usually at home and that's no fun while my parents go to a box social and my sister parties. I mean, the most exciting experience on New Years was when my cats puked all over my bed. Fun! That was the 2000 New Years too, the one that was a huge party night. Oh well. This year my Lan buddies and I might have a special Lan. Hopefully that works. What about you folkies?

Yeah, sometimes it seems my mom is obsessed with Dr. Phil and so therefore I despise his show, but I love making him a superhero because it's so random. If any of you recall, he also had an appearance as a superhero in "Mr. T Adventures: Mr. T Saves the President" that I made a while back. I pity the fool you doesn't remember >:^O And I'm surprised you liked my stylings, Siren. I thought it was cheaper than soot XD And I do have a Ghostbustery aura about me ;) And I didn't give myself a big part this time. Hm, didn't even notice :P But where I [i]was[/i] I was a tad "egotistical" in my tastes XD EDIT: I made this banner (which is currently in my sig) based off of the sexy dancings of Naked Shin and Naked James in the animation. If you want it in your sig, here be the link: [url]http://img73.exs.cx/img73/1259/timefornaked8qw.gif[/url] Yay!