Lol, jacked!
I saw on Blogger Dashboard that I had 99 posts on Thursday, so I posted saying that it was my 99th post, when in fact it was the 100th already.
So, I DID keep my promise of making my 100th post by Friday! Hah!
Anyway, here's some stuff that happened during these few days.
Pictures speak a thousand words. That's 5000 words right there. See? It's a long post!
Er... what else?
Oh ya, my mother ran out of nail polish remover... so suay. So I lagged for about 4 days before removing it.
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Thanks for brightening up my day!
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Ignore the above unless it applies to you.
Erm..
Stuff that happened this period of not-posting.
1: I suck at singing. T_T
2: Our RE product is therefore, screwed.
3: There is a lot of homework!
4: I haven't started on any.
5: I changed my blogskin! (If you read this far you SHOULD have realised... right?)
6: Roll your mouse over the little balls at the top of the page! They turn into bunnies!
7: I picked up fanfiction again!
Now about no.7, if you didn't know, and most of my readers don't, I've worked on a Maplestory Fanfic since...late 2006, I think. On the other hand, it's been half-dead since around mid 2007.
Which is still a pretty long time. Anyway, I'm currently working on Chapter 14, and looking back I've improved quite a lot from that screwed-up Chapter 1 that I'm too lazy to edit. Why did I start Chapter 14? Well, some guy reviewed saying that I've inspired him/her to write Maple Fanfiction. And his/her work is pretty damn good, so I feel so happy for that person. Hence, me working on Chapter 14.
I'll copy and paste a comparison of Chapter 1 and Chapter 14. (This is just to take up space, so you don't need to read it.)
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Chapter 1: (Don't laugh.. I was Sec 1!)
“you’re married?”
“yes.”
“Why isn’t your husband with you?”
“Oh. He passed away last year.”
“I’m sorry.”
As he said “I’m sorry”, he suddenly felt it.
That feeling that one gets when you are faced with an impossible coincidence.
That feeling of shock and sadness.
Married. Two Warriors with a bowman son. The husband died fighting a war that was not his to fight. No, it cannot be. It must not be…but it is my job. I will have to find out. But I am not sure if I really want to know the truth……
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Chapter 14:
“Whatever.” Suddenly feeling steamed he grabbed his bag and slung it on one shoulder. “If you won’t help me I’ll go look for him myself.”
“Stop it, Tom! You think we’re not worried about DaGreat? Remember though, he sacrificed himself to resurrect you! Finish your destiny before getting killed by Mercurius!”
“SACRIFICED? YOU CALL BEING MURDERED WITHOUT HIS CONSENT SACRIFICED?”
Len started to protest, but Knuckx held the fairy back and the two of them watched Tom wordlessly stride off into the light fog that always hung over Ellinia in the sunlit afternoon.
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Chapter 3: (1 and 2 were serious)
“Son, what do you want to be when you grow up?”
Tom was quite surprised at his father’s serious face when he asked that question. Even so, he knew precisely what he wanted to be.
“Of course, a Fire/ Poison mage.”
“I knew you would say that. But seriously, what so you think about the elements Ice and Lightning, and even being a cleric?”
Though his father said that with a laugh, Tom sensed that his cheerful face was very strained.
“Well, I guess that Lightning is quite cool, and Ice is also useful in stopping hyperactive monsters, but I don’t see the need to freeze monsters when there is an ability to slow them down. As for Cleric, it’s really quite fun and cheap to heal yourself, instead of buying and drinking potions that taste… that taste weird.”
“Oh.”
“And also, a Priest’s Mystic Door is obviously very helpful, as well as Doom and Summon Dragon. The 3rd job Ice Lightning also has Thunder Spear and Ice Strike. The 3rd job Fire Poison mage has a really cool Explosion and Poison Mist. Oh great…. Now I'm not sure which job is better… “
“(mutters) Why did I add so much intelligence to him…”
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Chapter 14:
-El Nath-
Having been ignored for the previous chapter, the mother and daughter were training around El Nath to spend their time. Mostly Athena though, because Jade could not keep up with her speed.
“HAHA! DIE, YETI! DIE!!”
“Yes, Mother.”
“I haven’t done this in a really long time, Jade. Ever since I became Job instructor I’ve had to sit down and guide newcomers on their path to becoming bowmen.”
“Yes Mum, but can you please stop using that dual chaingun crossbows? It’s scaring the other players...”
“But I love Van Helsing!”
“Well, you’re the Saviour of Henesys, so have your say.”
Then they fell silent again, the only sounds being the steady rat-tat of Athena’s unbelievable weapons.
“Hmm... we’re here to find Tom, right? What happened to him?”
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Just at that moment, two warriors walked past them, conveniently within earshot.
“Hey Jim, this is a bit off the topic, but did you hear about the explosion at Ellinia Station?”
“Oh! Yes! But in case anyone overhearing us doesn’t know, an oh-so-mysterious group called the Order blew it up so there weren’t any flights since Chapter 12!”
They walked to the next map, and was gone.
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Excerpt 2: Chapter 14 (I couldn't decide between this and the first one.)
Back in a cafe in El Nath...
“Erm.. I’ll like two Red Bean Soups and... a steak. And a Pizza. With extra cheese.”
“Way to go, Mum!”
The food arrived almost instantly, despite the large order.
“Before you say anything,” The waiter said quickly, “My name is Darkbandit, and I’ll be the next character introduced in Born To Burn.”
The duo stared at him.
...
...
...
“What!” He exclaimed, raising his arms in a so-sue-me gesture. “How else was I supposed to introduce myself?”
“Just a question.” Jade raised her arm, shaking slightly in laughter. “Did your mother give you your name?”
“Sigh.”
============= Description Comparison==============
Chapter 1
In Town, all the houses were filled to overflowing with people trying to escape the freak storm. Seeing that no space was left, he immediately went to the nearest shelter he could think of, the kennel near Bruce. Cramped into a kennel, with a playful dog licking at her face, she woke up. Outside the safety of the kennel, ice shards pounded at the snow-covered floor. Wearing her helmet, she peered outside, hoping to get a glimpse of what was happening. She saw a mage casting a sort of fire shield above him, making the ice that fell above him melt. From the number of empty bottles around him, he must have been using a lot of mana.
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Chapter 13
“Who are you?” I demanded.
He didn’t say anything, but instead drew out another, identical wand with his left hand.
“Thunder Blade!” He bust out, pushing my staff away with his right wand while casting with his left. (Some imaginary skill, think of it as rapid lightning based Magic Claws)
“Holy Shield!” I shouted, cutting that man off, as a bright light erupted from my ancient staff, solidifying into a gel-like bubble shield around me. Just in the nick of time, too. Electric blue slashes crashed in a flurry at the shield, trailing sparks and leaving my staff shaking violently with every blow.
We duelled. If my life wasn’t at sake, if would have been the best duel of my life. Blow after parry after shield, we circled each other on the confined space, casting powerful spells unheard of today.
“Prye!”
“Insidio!”
He teleported left just as I dove to the ground, staff unleashing a flurry of magma bombs where he stood just a moment ago. A dark, semi-gaseous stream erupted from his twin wands, and I twisted my staff to shoot the remaining blobs of magma at it. The two spells met in midair, and exploded violently, sending chunks of the boat plummeting towards the blue expanse fifteen thousand feet below.
“Radiance!”
“Scuro! Fiamma!”
I casted another bight sphere around myself as two intersecting rings of holy daggers appeared spinning about the sphere, firing out daggers with the speed of an assassin with the accuracy of an archer. A dark, translucent black wall rose out in front of him, absorbing the daggers with ease, while his other wand fired a sustained beam of dark-green fire straight at my shield. It hit me stronger than I expected, and I stumbled back precariously over the edge of the rowboat, holding out my shaking, rapidly weakening staff.
He gave the slightest hint of a smile as he raised the second wand.
“Fiamma!”
Another beam shot out, but this time it was a dark red fire, which entwined with the green to form the final blow to my staff.
It broke into three pieces, now just useless pieces of wood. A rolled up, yellowed paper fell from the hollow middle of the staff, and I managed to grab it just before it, and the remains of the Ancient staff, was blown away from the force of the twin beams which could be felt even through the shield.
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Argh okay enough fillers. If you are bored during the hols, go read my fanfiction if you want. It's titled Born To Burn, and can be found on http://www.fanfiction.net/ . Just search for "Trojan Pony".
And dun suan lah. I know you guys from RI can pwn my ass in writing.
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Oh cool! I just found an old story I used to write! It's about Runescape, and this is one of the more... interesting chapters. Enjoy.
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Hi!!! This is a short, totally useless section about the Founding of Runescape.
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Jim and friends walked into the Varrok library to research on the Sentinels. While they were researching, an old, wizened man came up to them.
Old man: Hello young people… would you like to learn more about the history of Runescape?
Webbuu: Hey aren’t you the guy who was proclaimed crazy last week?
Old man: No!! I am a well known professor and have contributed books to the library, showing my research findings about the H.U.M.A.N.S.
Webbuu: Yeah… those books were the ones thrown away last week.
Jim: It’s all right, let me hear about the H.U.M.A.N.S. they sound fascinating.
Ok.
H.U.M.A.N.S. stand for Heroic Unidentified Men with Awesome Necromancer Skills.
They are a race of unseen people, bordering the edges of our world, with high levels of intellect and magical powers. A long long time ago, even before I was born, the HUMANS formed a small clan and called themselves the JAGEX, though I don’t know what that means. Jagex are the real gods of Runescape, and are the creators of the Runescape world, and are the founders of Saradomin, Guthix and Zamorak. Jagex has ultimate power, being able to destroy, or BAN ( Bullshitting About Nothing ) you at will, so that you will not be able to go onto Runescape.
Are they on the good side?
They actually sit on the fence. The clan has guards called MODERATORS ( Muscular Omnipresent Demons from Entrana who are Raging in Anger T.O Rip Something) They are bouncers which watch your every move. If you point the finger, or swear, you get Bullshitted About Nothing. But no matter how many people you kill, nothing happened to you.
You wanna know how Runescape was created?
Yeah
Switch to Low Detail.You see your hand?
Yup, why?
Look closely, and you will see that it is actually made out of tiny squares
Golly, you’re right!
Well, those squares are called pickles.
PICKLES???
Yep. Pickles. I’m not too sure how you are made out of pickles, but its obvious that they are created to form us.
I think I’m gonna be a free thinker.
Good luck. May Guthix bless you.
Huh? How can you believe in gods if you know that they are not powerful at all?
I believe in Guthix. Are you questioning my faith?
Forget it…
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"Kk, this qualifies as a good, solid, content-filled, inspiring and motivational post worthy of an award."
"Says who?"
"Says me, and my five little friends here." *points to my fist*
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Byebye! I'm feeling high! *Jumps around*
