You'll probably be waiting a while: that one was that last i had in stock. I'll be posting as i write them from now on. I get tomorow of school so I'll try and get some written then anyway.
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Ok. ;) We'll be waiting! :)
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I like your imagination, and the way of explaining things :)
It gives a clear image of whats happening.... Still love ya ;) |
curses, this means i have to write something before the weekend. I was hoping I'd only get the one this week. Ah well, off I go!
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Remember me?
Due to the fact that the computer became a cespit of viruses shortly after my last post, I was unable to post again for anything. Dad ended up re-formating the computer two days ago and now the internet is running as good as new again.
But to business - the latest chapters are great, Splat! Cant wait for more. Big |
Good to see ya back! I know that feeling. Our first PC battled virus after virus, faulty games, uncompatible systems, being forced to work updates that it was way to old for. It got to the point where it literally wouldn't run for 10 minutes without crashing (probably why it took me so long to finish writing Splat) and has now sprouted a pari of angel wings and gone up to PC heaven. In short, you'll get the next chapter as soon as I write it, though I have a major exam on monday so it probably won't come this weekend! (Gasp, wheeze)
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Well... yeah, but we only got this PC six months ago...
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Ah, good point. Anyway, I have asevere case of writiers block between me and the next chapter, and I'm going away for the weekend so I'm gonna have a lot to do. You'll get the next chapter as soo n as I get an idea.
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ah yes,writers block sucks. doing very good so far:)
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Hi I've just been reading the first few bits of Splats first story and it'ds cool ^-^
by chance could you draw a picture of him so I can picture him better... please? PS Once I've finished the first story I'll read this one too ^-^ Oh yes writer's block is my worst foe too. I hate it so much! |
When i learn to draw I'll draw him. Sorry, I'm just really bad at drawing. You'll have to depend on the description of him.
I finally had an idea for the next chapter. It's actually a part that i intended to put in later. But I'll try and get round to it asap. |
Ok, i finally got this finished. I know it's not great. Sorry guys, i did my best. I'm having to redo a large portion of the plot of this story to stop it being to short.
Anyway, I've kept you in suspence to enough, so here it is... Chapter 8 Abe Sligs are idiots; there’s no doubt about it. The moment they here chanting, instead of looking for the culprit, they start running around like 5-year-olds on a sugar rush. Not that looking would have helped them, Munch and Alf were ready with rocks if the necessity to use them became great and Splat was hiding over the hill, ready to leap to attack if he became needed. All we had to do was shout the password (cheese board) and he’d be over here slashing up sligs like an out-of-control meat processor. Still, as stupid as sligs may be, they can certainly tell when one of their buddies has been possessed, and they aren’t slow to react. And when I’d got through 5 of the 20 (give or take) we were beginning to worry that one of them might find us before we managed to sneak Munch inside. But as luck would have it: "Hey, who did that one hit? Was it you Kren?" "No, do I look possessed? It flew from that direction!" And pointed about ten metres away from the dune behind which Munch and Alf (and I guess, me) were hidden. "Well," Began one, "I think the best option would be to kill each other and then we’ll be sure to get rid of the terrorist." Over the insults and jeers, I made my voice heard, "I really think we should be more LENIENT than that." "Lenient? What the Hell are you talking about?" "I dunno, I just like the word lenient." The other sligs started muttering, one unmistakably coughed the word "Queer" but it didn’t matter. Lenient was the word I was meant to say to tell Munch and Alf it was safe to enter the building. As the sligs jeered at me they sneaked in behind them. "Listen Newbie, we don’t need none o’ your fancy talk, you hear me?" Oh fine," I answered through the slig’s mouth, "Lets go back to plan A then shall we?" And pulling out my gun, I began blasting everything in sight. 1.73 seconds later I was back in my own body and all but 4 of the sligs were dead. I yelled "Cheese board" into the sky. Immediately Splat shot over the hill and did his thing. The last slig ran to the door to sound the alarm (at last) only to be shot in the head by a homicidal Snoozer, which then waved one of its… things at us and turned back into the building. Splat called up a reserve shred power and we followed. Munch We congregated around my body. "Ok," Abe began, "We need to get through here quickly, the train we want apparently leaves just as it gets dark. We need to be on board by then so we need to keep it simple. Save the mudokons we can and get on the train. This sort of place should have a map or something near the entrance so Munch can bring his snoozer along and the two of us will take a look. We don’t want to waste the snoozer if we can help it. Alf, Splat, stay here and guard Munch’s body. If we’re not back in 20 minutes send Splat after us. Got that?" I raised a hand, "What do we do if you get shot?" "Shut up Munch. Any useful questions?" "What do we do if the alarm sounds?" Alf asked. "Hide somewhere inside around here; you’ll have to shove Munch into the shadows. Me and Munch will try to get back to you and if we can’t, at least Munch’ll come back. Any more questions? Good. Lets go Munch." "Ok Bossman. Off to be useful,"I announced. "NOW, Munch." With a grin, I set off into the bowels of the building behind Abe, gun at the ready. "So, where’s this map Abe?" I asked as we walked away from the others. "We’re meant to be looking for it Munch. That’s what we’re doing. Maybe you should try listening." "I do listen. I was just asking a simple question." "A stupid question." "Same thing." I answered. Abe stopped, turned around and stared critically into my (or the snoozer’s) face. "Munch?" "Yes Abe?" I said brightly. "Shut up." "Shut up yourself, you’re making as much noise as I am." "Munch, just… Just tell me if you see a story stone or something, ok?" "What, you mean like that one over there?" "Where?" "Hah! Gotcha that time!" Man, I’m so funny. "Munch, just SHUT UP!" "Wow, who got up on the wrong side of bed this morning?" I asked defensively. "One more word Munch and I’ll shove one of Splat’s portable fires so far up your butt that you’ll be able to swallow it!" "Oh fine… Git." I muttered. "I’m gonna ignore that comment." "You do that." "I will." "Good." "Yeah." Neither of us talked for a while. I was pretty annoyed. Abe was always so ungrateful, I mean, here I was, risking my life to help him out and all he could do was insult me! "We better head back or Alf will be panicking. Look down that passage Munch, see if you can spot a map." "There was one back there." I answered. "WHAT!" "You walked right past it!" "Why didn’t you tell me?" "You told me to shut up! I was just doing what you told me!" Like I said, so ungrateful. At that point, security arrived. "Freeze b@st@rd" Thinking quickly, I shot Abe in the stomach. "OUCH" "Huh? Oh." The slig seemed surprised to see me. "You think there might be more of em Snoozer?" Thinking quickly, I shot the slig as well. "Ouch!" I fried it before it could get back up and walked back over to Abe. "What was that for Munch?" "Hey, I hit you on a low setting. And I saved your life!" "By frying me with your Snoozer?" "Hey, I saved your life." Another example of mudokon ungratefulness. "And you don’t know how good that felt!" "Shut up Munch." Abe said, pushing himself tenderly to his feet. "Just show me where this map is." "You’re the boss, Bossman." I answered and headed back down the passage. I've rewritten the second half of that chapter. It's better now. |
ah yes time. one of the things so short of in supply yet so needed to write. course i don't have that problem, i don't go to school and i don't have a job at the moment ( working on that). my only problem is writers block.
in anycase,on to the comment about the story. funny chapter. can't wait for more:) |
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c'ya Angel-FoX-crescent |
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Thankx odd-chick I hope you'll look forward to my odd-fic (The impending scion) in the mean time I'll try to do some pics of my own oddworld creatures. Hey by the way do think Munch should have a vapoureon?
Tumbles off to bed as it's 3am in UK good job it's half term... I bid you good night "goes off to find her night cap lol" ^-^ |
Good night, Angel Fox! :) I can't wait to see your fanfic! ;)
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Hi I'm awake and Friday night I'll put my odd creatures some that star in the story and just a couple of random ones ^-^
I'm going Introduce My story characters first 1. Titanium Species- Genetic scrab. Depiction- Black skin and the stomach areas is a dark shade of purple. Beak or muzzle is silver and he has a flexible metal tail (titanium tail implanted on his lower back. His body is much longer then normal scrabs. Last but not least, he has long pale lime green whiskers (like a Chinese dragon) these enables him to track body heat (kinda like a snake does) 2. Mace Species- Slig Gender- male Age 2 - Unlike many sligs he is born with silver like skin (more like a pale grey) plus he is blessed with a parmite tattoo on his back which at will lets him changes his skin color to green which he is the majority of the time. In time he learns how to transform into a silver parmite. Personality- compassionate, funny, smart, though some times he some times lacks common sense. Equipment- Has a normal ray-plasma gun. He wears a snazzy metal ring on his right wrist this converts his metal pants to wings. 3. Mindy - Slig Age 2 Gender - female - Mindy is one of the very few born princess sligs (female sligs) dew to her white skin and orange stripes and have tails. Work history once cared for creatures varying from fuzzles, slogs, etc at vykkers labs but left to work for dark spire city. Personality- Kind and clever but has a fiery ego when angry. Equipment- wears special pants that she designed. They are both light and strong and sports small sleek fins on the heels that helps her to swim. 4. Ivory Fuzzle queen She originally had white fur with brown slash markings on her eyes. But she had unfortunate encounter with a washing machine that turned her fur a pale pink "lol" though her eye makings remain. Psychical trends- orange eyes two little tuffs of fur on the top of her head, making them look like cat ears. Personality- takes time to trust but once that happens Ivory is very loyal to ones she likes. How do you like them? |
Sounds like you've got it all planned out! Interesting ideas, i'll keep my eyes open for that.
And cheers for all your replies. I should have the next chapter done by the end of next week (asuming i manage to dig through my ever growing pile of homework to reach the keyboard) and hopefully I'll get it up soon. Cheers Angel-fox, that would be great. I'll have a look at my original description of Splat and maybe do a bit of work on it and then get it to you. It would be cool. Like i said, my own drawing skills are... less than anything good. Anyway, it's great to get your feedback, glad you all liked that last chapter more than i did! I'll get the next chapter up hopefully quicker than the last one. See ya guys! |
This chapter was hilarious :D
I wish you'd post more soon. :) |
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Those were nice character profiles, Angel Fox. :) It's making me even eager to see your story now! :D
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yes, from the profiles your story sounds interesting angel fox.
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Wee... glad you sure do! ^-^
Well despite that it's a pokemon-Oddworld crossover I'm good at keeping things clean and simple plus I don't wish to spoil any Oddworld magic so I'll keep that intact. Besides on a small bio note pkmn odyssey is more based on the games then the anime, which I do admit is a little, too often the same. Any who I'll cut the chase as briefly as I can... my friend and me write pokemon odyssey and we are pkmn trainers in pkmn odyssey. This crossovers time fall in place of the 4th pkmn odyssey chronicles. The story is about a scion called the Atlantean eye, which has tremendous powers that will grant any desire. It was created by Atlantean humans and pokemon eons ago but it's power was so unstable that it cased an impending doom that was to be called The winds of water that wiped out many. And it was that day forward that the scion was locked away in a dream shine a temple that can only be enter using thoughts and dreams or so it is said in stone. How Cystal squad , Lorna, Vicky, Alex and Yuki, our 21 pkmn and not mention or foes end up on Oddworld will be revealed in dew time. |
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I have returned (yet again...) with the power of the internet fivefold! Hurrah!
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Greetings to my glorious band! Saturday has arrived at last in the merry Land of Eng and my sister and her husband and son have come home for the weekend! The sun is shining, even if it is freezing outside, we just had my Mum's should-be-world-famous pancakes for breakfast and another chapter of Amy is about to be lowered from the shelves for your entertainment! Let us proceed!
Chapter 9 Splat "Uh Splat? They’ve been gone a while… don’t you think you should follow them?" "Abe said 20 minutes." "Yeah, but… You know, they might be in trouble?" "Oh fine." I headed a few metres down the passage until I was out of Alf’s hearing range and sat down against the wall. Alf worried too much. If Abe said 20 minutes, I’d go in 20 minutes. Still, sitting here silently was more comfortable than standing around Munch’s body with Alf silently. He didn’t seem eager to say much. I wasn’t eager to make him. After making Munch think I was some helpless kid… At that point, Abe came running past. "You and Alf haven’t been arguing have you?" "Not recently? Why?" "Then why aren’t you waiting with him?" "He told me to come after you." "Then why didn’t you?" "You said wait 20 minutes first." Munch’s snoozer came running round the corner. "Hey Mouse-mat." "Hey Half Pint, what you up too?" "Running away. What’s it look like?" "Who from this time?" "The guys from Tourist Information." "Munch managed to wonder in front of a security camera while I was reading the map." Abe explained. "The guys at the other end apparently knew a snoozer shouldn't be hanging around in the middle of the corridor. "Heh. Subtle as ever Munch." I stood up. "Looks like its time to party." "Abe rolled his eyes. "You 2 can stay back here and hold em off. I’ll go save Alf and see if we can find somewhere to hide. They’ll probably think we’ve run off." "Good, I could use some exercise. Ready Short stuff?" I called up shred power. "You bet Finger-face." "You’ve used that one already." "Oh yeah…" Abe gave us a look that blatantly said he didn’t think leaving us alone was such a great idea. Then shaking his head, he turned and ran back towards the entrance. "So where are these sligs Fuse box?" "They weren’t to far behind us. There’s a lot of em. You sure you can handle it Spider-mud?" "That’s weak Munch. Very weak." There was a clatter up ahead. A voice yelled, "OUCH!" "Oh yeah," Answered a definite slig voice, "Real subtle Gar." "See, I told you they were close." Munch informed me. "Let’s go then. First to fifty wins. You loose if you get killed. Ready… set…" A slig stumbled round the corner. Spotting us, he opened his mouth to scream. Then he died. "That one didn’t count Munch, I haven’t sad go yet." "You just did then." "I know." Another slig appeared and I shredded him. "One nil to me!" Abe "Dammit, dammit, DAMMIT!!!" Munch’s less than pleased voice sounded from near the entrance. "What’s up Munch?" Alf asked as he came running up behind us, normal body restored. "I was on 44! Forty-flippin-four! And splat was only on 36! Then this idiot slig came up behind us and shot my snoozer in the head." "Yeah, whatever Munch." I said dismissively, "We were just trying to decide whether you could fit through that vent." Munch looked up at the small opening at the top of the wall. "I could, but I’m not going to." "Why not?" Alf said, sounding uncharacteristically frustrated. "Well, 1, it’s too cliché. 2, it’s tiny, and 3, I’ve seen this movie; grey dude always dies first!" You only have to go 5 metres to the next corridor Munch. Alf, give him a leg-up. I’ll go tell Splat we’ve found an escape," And headed up the passage to Splat Over the sounds of yelling sligs, firing guns and screeching Splat, I made myself heard. "Splat? We’ve found an exit." "Ok, I’ll be with you in a minute, just head back down and b ready to show me. "I ran back down to where Alf was hopping nervously from one leg to the other and boosted him into the vent. A few seconds later Splat came running, looking tired, scratched and very pleased with himself. "Here, through the vent. You’ll have to give me a leg-up." "Fine." Seconds later Splat had bunged me into the passage. My face was crammed into Alf’s kicking feet and Splat was shoved in behind me as the sound of several sligs running past below us flooded the tine vent. "What’s the hold up Alf?" "Munch’s got himself stuck." Then a particularly muffled voice: "Go back Alf, GO BACK!" I called past Alf, "Munch, if we go back Splat’ll land in the middle of the sligs." There were a few seconds of silence except for the sounds of a confused troop of sligs running up and down the corridor we’d left. "It wouldn’t be a great loss…" I sighed and said quietly, hoping Munch wouldn’t here. "Splat? Alf? On the count of three we all shove as hard as we can." "Oh no you don’t Abe!" "Oh yes we do Munch! THREE!" Splat rammed me forward, I shoved into Alf and suddenly we were flying froward through the vent and then through empty air before landing on a heap in an empty corridor. "See that wasn’t so bad was it?" I said, climbing off of Alf. "I think you guys fractured my skull," Munch moaned, sitting up. Splat leapt to his feet. "HA! 76 Munch, AND you got killed! Beat that!" I've also made another attempt at chapter 8. Munch's bit has been improved and I'll update it as soon as I get the formatting sorted out for this chapter. Tell me what you think, 2 RELEVANT replies by next weekend and I should be able to update again. Tell me what you think and I'll tell you what comes next! |
poor munch getting stuck:)
wonderfull chapter. |
Poor thing doesn't get much of a break eh?
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That was good chapter when is the next?
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That chapter was excellent as usual. :) I feel for Munch-always having bad luck. :D I can't wait for the next chapter.
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"AND you got killed"? Isn't it amasing that they play around with the concept of death that way
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At last! Sorry it's a day or too late, I did a sponsored 24 hour fast over the weekend (where you go without foog for 24 hours) and I couldn't really concentrate to write anything good. It's wierd how much we (or I) take food for granted.
Anyway, it's finished at last but if there are a large amount of spelling mistakes its cus i cut my finger and i have a plaster round it which is making typing hard. Anyway, I'll get n with it shall I? Chapter 10 Abe "Ok, we eventually found a map," I began, shooting a murderous look at Munch, "And it looks like this place is pretty high security: It’ll take us most of the way to Glucose so they can afford to keep the place locked up. The trains are all stocked up 3 hours before they leave and then checked about 20 times after that. Our train leaves in about 2 hours and 20 minutes and the passage is shut up with laser walls, greeters, locking doors and the like 40 minutes before that. Sligs are locked in the passage until after the train sets off." "So what you’re saying is," Munch began in that tone of his that makes you want to punch his face in, "We’ve got 2 hours and 15 minutes to get past a ton of electric walls, drills, doors, greeters and about a hundred sligs, sneak on board the train, find somewhere to hide where we won’t be found by a bunch of sligs-" "And Abe will wanna save the slaves," Splat put in helpfully. "Yeah, save all the eejit mudokons around the building and do all this without dying painfully or messily? That about right Stitch-Lips?" "No." "Ok then, let m- Hang on, no? Whadaya mean, no?" "No! Negative! Incorrect! Not for the first time in your life Munch, you’re wrong! Now, do you understand that or would you like me to get you a thesaurus?" "So what are we gonna do?" Munch asked, ignoring my answer. "You are gonna go with Alf and find another snoozer to possess near the passage to the train platform, where you’ll fry any sligs going in or out while Alf looks after your body. I’m gonna go save the mudokons; Splat is gonna go switch off the security system in the passage so we can get through to the bl00dy train alive! Now did you follow all that Munch?" "Course I did! What, you think I’m some kind of idiot?" "Yes I do. I’m glad we finally understand each other." Splat 20 minutes of darting through shadows, hacking up sligs and ducking past motion sensors later, I was on my way to the security base with no idea how to hack into a security system with only Abe’s advice that places like this were never as hi-tech as they first appeared. That hadn’t helped much. Not that Abe had cared. He was too get Munch and Alf to where they were supposed to be without the building going up in flames so I just found myself a map and set off. I don’t care what Abe says, there were more motion sensors in that building than there probably are in this half of Mudos, both on greeters and on walls. In fact these guys went as far as security cameras, which hadn’t been used in a long time in most places cause they required using slig guards who could be more useful sleeping somewhere where they could be stepped on, rather than sleeping in a small room full of security monitors displaying a variety of sporting events. So the glukkons didn’t (and hopefully won’t ever) know where are villages are, but they’re not idiots (despite how it may seem) and they may have been able to work out roughly where we were centred and had bumped up security around that place. Especially when trains travelling 2 thirds of the way across the continent were involved. So these guys liked their security. And after 20 minutes of ducking around security cameras and only being half way to where we were meant to be I was thinking maybe I should find a quicker way of doing this or it was gonna be next week before I got to the flippin passage. For some reason I don’t think Abe would be very impressed with that… So when I spotted a security monitor room thing up ahead I stopped to decide if I should disable the security or not before continuing. You can always tell the security monitor room by 3 signs. First: It always has one long window leading into the corridor that always has blinds over it, even if the building has no other windows or window coverings at all anywhere else. Second: You can always here cheering coming from the room, originating from the wide variety of sporting events playing within. And Third: The door always has "Monitor Room" or something to the same effect written on it. So I was standing there, about to move having just decided to pass the room because I didn’t want to set off the alarm when I heard a buzzing noise coming from a corner above my head. I turned round quickly and peered into the shadowy corner. After a few seconds of my eyes adjusting to the dark, I spotted a security camera attached to the ceiling, turning round towards me. I swore. It turned a bit more, pointed at me directly in the face and at the same second a scream emitted from the security monitor room. "OH ODD, NO!!!!!!!" A voice answered frantically: "What is it Kreg?" I raised my head to screech, when, "Cindy just caught Brad in bed with Mandy!!!" The other slig gave a loud, dramatic gasp. "Oh Odd, how could they?" "I know! It’s terrible!" I breathed out. "I gotta go tell Meskak, he’ll go nuts after missin this!" The door handle to the room turned from the inside. I swore again. And there you have one of the earliest bad jokes I had planned for this fic. Comments (and probably insults) are generally welcome, 2 posts=next chapter (which will hopefully come on time next weekend) and I loves every one of ya! Before I go, I have an important message (duhduhduhduhduhduhduhduuuuuuuh) Magog on the march, ect ect ect. Originally in Splat Martor released Xalarr from his execution cus Xalarr told him about this stuff he'd invented he called the Elixer of Life (tarrtaratata) which would allow a person to inhabit a different body when they die. Xalarr will come back into the story later on (probably) but the whole Elixer thing it turns out (I'll put it in the edited Splat if it ever comes into existence) was just a scam of Xalarrs who knows Martor well enough to know his weaknesses, to get himself out of execution. What Martor recieved was a sample of experimental filth-sensitive herbal shampoo. So there is no Elixer and Xalarr is now free to make himself a problem for his inventions. This was originally gonna develope into a proper plot but basically it was a really rubbish idea. When i decided I was gonna bring Martor back in it blew the whole thing out the window, as you will see later... Sorry for any inconvenience this may have caused, we at "Splat's Stories co." regret any problems, mental trauma or loss of limbs caused during or due to the reading/writing of this message. |
That wasn't a bad joke, Splat! Anyway, it was a good chapter and I'm not gonna insult you for writing a funny chapter! :D Keep it going because it's really good.
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Thanks Odd chick, glad you liked it.
No new chapter this weekend, I only got one reply! And i require 2! Sorry. |
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Good! Glad to hear it! Next chapter should come at the weekend then. Thank you for your patience!
My Birthday next week!!! :D |
hey splat not seen for a long time (my fault) birthday next week which day???
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Your birthday is next week, Splat? Well, happy birthday early! :D I'm glad you got more replies for your story! (you can think of it as an early birthday present! :D)
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heheh, cheers Odd Chick! It's the 17th, Thursday. Anyway, I'll post the next chapter this weekend hopefully, good to see you agen Tim.
The next chapter might be a bit late cus its a hard one. The problem with writing about a game is that its easy to get into loads of boring walkthrough detail. Need to find a way over that, usually having multiple characters together helps but at the moment i'll probably be writing just about Abe. Ah well, we'll see how it goes shall we? |
Hey, I'm sure it will be great as usual! We'll be waiting for it! :D
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