Damn. I love those chapters, I hope he can get back on soon.
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Yeah... hopefully it can all get sorted out.
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Incredibly, after thinking the blocker would last for weeks, it turned out to be only 1-2 days! Stupendous, amazing, wow, woohoo, yeah...
Anyways, I'm sorry making this look like a huge big deal, when it ended up being nothing. |
Heheh... you wouldn't believe why his access was cut off.
Actually, you would, but I'm sworn to secrecy! (The blackmail is still working for me) |
Let me guess, he was looking at porn and his parents now think he's some derailed teenager who is going to worship Satan and become gay?
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EDIT: Well, not the whole thing. It happened months ago, and my parents are still a bit paranoid. My dad reset the blocker on my laptop after doing a routine upgrade the other day, because he found out the blocker was a piece of shit, since it was never actually blocking the porn sites. He got kinda freaked out and reset the blocker to regular mode, which is a web page-by web page block. That meant he would manually have to approve each page, which, on OWF, is impossible, since new pages are springing up every day. But, luckily, I didn't get into any trouble, since I've been a good little sex-abstaining teenager and didn't go to any sites with questionable content. I ragged on my dad to set the blocker back to the usual shitty setting, and here I am, making you all think I'm a total perverted idiot. I'm sorry if this shattered any previous images you had of me. To clarify: Not a fat, lonely, lazy slob of a teen who jerks off to his computer. |
See, that wasn't hard to guess. You need to slap your parents for installing a block like that. Teenagers need their porn, or they will grow up like psycho's!!
Havoc |
The above member is presumably the reason kids are blocked by there parents from porn.
So they don't end up like him. :p |
Touché... -_-
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Fwafwafwa!!1! |
Hmmm, I wonder how in the hell I can be placed. My presence is rarely known here, and whatever I do reveal about myself, is not much, or implies an easilly addicted gamer who wishes to be something, or just a polite, freaky, newb, noob half-breed thingy. wow. What a dillemma thingy.
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Damn. He played the truth card. Oh well. There goes my starring role in the upcoming Bullet Magnet Saves Oddworld Forums And Upstages Everyone Else.
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Well, you could be the occasional spy guy whom no one knows anything about anyways, but at random moments in the story you could say something and then be gone very,very,very quickly. Just an idea. ;) |
Oh goodness... you go there too? Funny site, funny site.
However, it wouldn't seem like you it would seem like Chef Brian and his peanut butter toe-nails. But then again, I am probably wrong... :) |
No, seriously. On friday nights if the grownups are drunk and bored, me and my cousin do a very nice 'high' act. We invented the term "a smirnoff a day, keeps the smirns away!" and we also discovered that pepsi (pronounced Peepsie) is part french and part spanishlandian. so, yeah, I have chef brian moments.
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Pancaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaake.
Lol kwl site. Need chaptorz!!1! |
Uh... Scrabino, you used to have good grammar, where'd it all go?
By the way, nice comics, randomness!! |
Sorry for the delay, but here is the next chapter! At the bottom, I'll have the new list. Remember, post here, email me (xxmitsurxx@hotmail.com) , or PM me to get in if you want.
_____________________________________________________________ Chapter 4: First Signs The cafeteria was almost cleaned up. Goresplatter had resurrected most of the bodies, and the recently brought-back members had helped cleaned up the mess. Mitsur was telling Munch all that had happened, while he mopped up a pool of water from a shattered glass, and Munch swept up the shards. "...and that's how I saved everyone from the explosion." Mitsur finished, and Munch looked up with huge eyes. "You mean it was all the work of Communist peasents? I never would have guessed!" He exclaimed, as Skillya walked up. "Hey guys, what's going on?" She asked. But, before Mitsur could speak, Munch explained excitedly. "Mitsur saved us all from the Communists! He took twenty of them at a time, using his own hands while they had AK-47's! He backflipped, grabbed the first guy by the balls, ripped them off, and started a series of Kung-Fu that made Jackie Chan look like a midget! Then he ate them all alive. Then he killed them. He's frickin' aweome!" "Did you really? I'm so impressed!" She moved closer. "Uh, yeah," Mitsur stuttered. "But first I let out a terrifying war cry. You know, to, uh, terrify them first." "Really? Because it sounded suspiciously like a scream of terror to me," Rexy said, walking over. "And the Kung Fu looked a lot like vaulting into a bunker to protect yourself," she continued, ignoring Mitsur's frantic gestures telling her to stop talking. "What I expected..." Skillya said, shaking her head. Then she perked up. "I suddenly don't care! Who wants to buy a smoothie?" "Oooo! Me me me me! Pick me! Oooooo!" Scrab Queen said, coming out of nowhere and jumping up and down as if her feet were attached to springs. She looked vaguely like a pink Master Chief, and Mitsur speculated on why two members were so enthustiatic about Halo. She flailed her arms out, almost knocking out Snuzi, who had finally arrived. "Well, it looks like for once I wasn't involved in the destruction. And I'd be happy for a smoothie, as long as I don't get something too strong and pass out. I'm trying to stop getting knocked out; I heard somewhere it's bad for your health." "Okay, then! Let's go! You too, Scrab Queen, before you start bouncing into walls." Skillya said, and they all trooped off, Queen giving little yelps of happiness. "Thanks a bunch, Rexy," Mitsur said glumly. "No problem." She replied brightly, and skipped off. By then, the cafeteria had been cleaned. Everyone walked off to do whatever they had been doing before the incident. Arxryl was dragged off, moaning still. Mitsur brushed some non-existant dust from his clothes, and ambled out of the cafeteria. He waved goodbye to everyone, and opened the door to find Bullet sagged against the opposite wall, asleep. His eyes were puffy and red, and Mitsur felt sorry for him. He kept walking, on the way to his room, and encountered Nemo along the way. He was furiously scribbling something in a notebook, glancing back and forth every now and then. He looked up, saw Mitsur, and a hungry look came over his face. He dashed up, notebook and pencil poised to write. "Quick," Nemo said, "I need you to tell me what it's like here! You're writing something, aren't you?! I need some help!" "What, you think this is some kind of story?" Mitsur said. "This is real life. It's better than any fictional tale. Stop writing, and start living!" Tears came to Nemo's eyes. "You're right..." he croaked. He threw the notebook and paper behind him, where they spontaneously combusted. Nemo walked off, sobbing. As soon as he was gone, Mitsur broke out laughing. "He actually beleived that? What an idiot..." Mitsur muttered, wiping tears out of the corner of his eyes. He kept walking, and almost ran into Havoc, who appeared from nowhere. His fake whiskers were loose, and he stank of booze and furry fan fiction. "Yoush ish a mosht beautiful pershon, my lady," Havoc said extravagantly, the slur apparent. "Riiiiiight..." Mitsur said, backing away slowly. Havoc lunged for him, and grabbed Mitsur's shirt tightly. "I sheesh them all the time..." Havoc said to him. Mitsur noticed Havoc's eyes were bloodshot. "Who, Havoc?" "The...the..." "What?" "The...button-pushers..." Havoc said dramatically, and fell to the floor, passed out. "Who let Havoc get into my liquor cabinet again?" A voice behind Mitsur demanded. He whirled around. "Oh. Hey, Statikk. I think he got in himself this time. Feel free to search his wallet, but be careful not to get any...er...tiger juice on you. It takes weeks to get off." "Noted. Now get out of here before anyone sees us talking. Remember what happened in during the Coconut Incident?" Mitsur nodded profusely, and scampered off. ...Behind him, Statikk HDM found a small, red button in one of Havoc's pockets. "Ooo! An easy button; I've always wanted one!" Statikk said, and pressed button, expecting a male, confident voice to say, 'That was easy!' Instead, three doors away, E'l Scrabino's pants disappeared, and a censored box was covering his groin, apparently grown there. "What the hell!?" He said. And thus, it began. ________________________________________________ Ooo, scary! No notes, I think. Sorry to only implement the people in brief parts, but I'll extend everyone's appearance. Once again, I apologize if you beleive that the chapter is too short; I am aware of this, but I'm spent today. Not really an excuse, though. The List: IN THE STORY (in order of appearance): Havoc Splat Mitsur Wolfpac Rexy Alcar Old and Not So Tasty SeaRex Bullet Magnet Goresplatter Snuzi Jordan_Boi Patrick Vykkers Arxryl Seargentbig Munch's Master Scrab Queen Nemo Statikk HDM E'l Scrabino TO BE PLACED: Dripik |
What the hell indeed!
Great chaptor ^.^ Do not critisize my lack of grandma lately. It infuriates me. |
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Heh. I bet E'l Scarabino wishes he hadn't been put in now, though. And what the hell is an easy button? I've never heard on one... ...ugh. Looking at my first excuse for a sentence is making me dizzy. |
Good chapter, but I thought it lacked something... There was something that wasn't in there that I'm sure should have been...
...Something about a martini and a Walther PPK springs to mind... |
So I've become a gullible idiot, have I? Mark my words, you'll rue the day you crossed me, mitsur my friend.
Actually that chapter was pretty good. 2 bits in particular I liked :
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Heehee. Havoc. In. A. Bikini. Now.
:D Please. I. Would. Love. You. Forever. - Rexy |
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That's a great deal for humiliating Havoc, Mitsur! Do it! |
Aw come on... I'm not that much of a pansy.... Ouch! my foot! I think I used it to walk today! Augh! The agony!
Well... maybe I am, but... um... Yeah. Great chapter Mitsur! And wiht it being short, it adds to the suspense. Good work on it! |
This is what happened to me:
http://www.ctrlaltdel-online.com/comic.php?d=20041108 Yeah, I do that sometimes. Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou- *POP!* Edit: oh, and Seargentbig, think: Staples commercials. I always wished I could have one, or at least a mute button... Edit2: Support the campaign for Havoc in a bikini! |
Heh, that Havoc-in-a-bikini thing should be in people's sig.
Join the Bikini for Havoc campaign! Force Havoc to humiliate himself even more in a fictional story! |
I don't want to be in a bikini damnit! Making mention of tiger juices was bad enough already XD.
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But bikinis build character!
Great job on the story, Mitsur. I was pleased to see that I was conscious for once :p. Can't wait to read more :D. |