----------------------------------- Notoroge Sat Jul 16, 2005 10:59 pm Let's all write short-stories! ----------------------------------- Okay. Show some creativity. :? I guess the music thread didn't get as much attention as I hoped it would (I'm in the mood for some new music, but meh...). So let's start a thread where you can share your creativity! I'll start it off; http://notoroge.trap17.com/ Yeah, click the link. :) ----------------------------------- [Gandalf] Sat Jul 16, 2005 11:40 pm ----------------------------------- Very... interesting :shock:. Would this happen to be a true story, based on experiences? Well, I would post something, but I happen to not be very creative - at least, not the 'spur of the moment' type. I remember reading a topic here a long while ago, somebody posting a bunch of story type things. Pretty funny :). ----------------------------------- Notoroge Sat Jul 16, 2005 11:41 pm ----------------------------------- Er, I just wrote that in two seconds because I was bored. Are you serious? If that sounded like a true story... well, *sigh*...Newbcake! Update: Er! I just realized the person that made that website theme has a Firefox logo on the bottom right-hand corner... I'll fix this! :mad: ----------------------------------- Aoi Sun Jul 17, 2005 12:52 am The walk ----------------------------------- The Walk... One day Sexybear, Skyangel and Aoi were walking outside in the woods... then it started to rain so they ran for cover... they ran and ran and ran then suddenly Aoi fell into a ditch.... Skyangel tried to get Aoi out... but then Sexybear being the evil person she is kicked skyangel in... but in the nick of time Skyangel grabed Sexybear's shirt and pulled her in with her... and lucky Aoi caught them both... and then Aoi also fell... they were trapped... but lucky or so they thought after a few seconds of screaming.... 1... aaaaaaaahhhhhhh.... 2.... aaaaaaahhhhh... 3........ aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh..... A-hole, Pyro and Militaryboy walked by... they hear the three unlucky girls screaming for help and they went to investigate... when they saw it was Sexybear, Skyangel and Aoi... they pointed and laugh and walked away... But a few seconds later they were screaming... then a huge thump sound... then nothing more... (we shall find out later...) finally the three girls came up with a plan to build a human missile... thought the originally plan was to lanch Sexybear so she can get help... she ending up hitting Skyangel over the head and lanuched her instead... so when Skyangel woke up she was being launched... (note Aoi was also knocked out.. so it was all Sexybear doing...) anyway... Skyangel was launched... she landed safely on a magically pile of pillows... that came out of no where... she then also found a ladder that for some strange reason she was able to carry herself... Skyangel then lowers the ladder and saves Sexybear and Aoi making Skyangel the hero.... well then the girls containued their walked when they came to another ditch and found that A-hole, Pyro and Militaryboy was in the ditch and was passed out... they then decided to throw a 2 buckets full of posioness spiders into the the ditch becuz the guys didn't save they... then Sexybear poked them with a stick to wake them up.... they woke up.... the three of them screamed like girls and try to get outta the ditch... the girls then pointed and laugh and went home... THE END Yes this is one of those random stories that me and close friend came up with LOL ----------------------------------- lyam_kaskade Sun Jul 17, 2005 6:27 am ----------------------------------- In a small town somewhere in the midwestern United States lived a boy named Stan. Stanley Q. Fiddlesticks XVII to be precise, but Stan for short. Now, Stan was just like any other boy, except Stan had an extraordinary dream: he was going to build a time machine. Yes, a time machine. You may be laughing now, but that's okay, because everyone else laughed too. Stan's neighbours, his friends, his girlfriend, even his mom laughed right in his face when he told them he was going to build a time machine. But that just made him want to build it more. So he worked at it, reading up on Quantum Mechanics, Relativity, String Theory, etc, anything that might allow a loophole for him to travel through time. Alas, everywhere he looked he found nothing. Everyone continued to laugh. It was a running gag amongst the librarians. "Build that time machine yet Stan?" They would ask, and then laugh. It wasn't a very good gag, but the librarians were old women who laughed at every biting comment they made at people trying to learn. Many people in the town were like that, ignorant lot. Back to Stan, who kept coming up emptyhanded in his quest for time travel. One day, as Stan had just given up hope and decided to become a travelling salesman like the 17 Stanley Q. Fiddlesticks before him, something happened. He was walking down the street to school and then BAM! a large, blue, vortex opened in front of him. A man jumped out, who introduced himself as Stan. "But I'm Stan" said Stan, who was, in fact, Stan. "Yes, I'm you from the future." said Stan (the one from the future). As soon as the townspeople heard about it, they all stopped laughing. They stopped talking completely actually, since Stan not building a time machine was all they had talked about for the last several years. Eventually some of them went insane from the silence and had themselves a mass suicide, which gave the town something to talk about again, and everything returned to normal. Except for Stan. Future Stan told Stan he had come from the future, where there had been a massive world war that wiped out 99% of the Earth's population. Intelligent machines and chess AIs were involved. Future Stan said Stan's time machine was humanity's only hope. Future Stan then began showing Stan how to build the Time Machine. "Isn't this parodoxical?" Young Stan asked. Future Stan just smiled, "Where'd a kid like you learn a big word like that?" and continued showing him how to build the time machine. Just as it was completed, a cyborg ninja came through a vortex (similar to the one Future Stan came through, only purple) and killed Future Stan. Quickly, younger Stan opened his own vortex and jumped in to escape. And thus begins Stan's trek through time to save the world. How do I know this story, you ask? Because...AM Stan! :o !! ----------------------------------- Delos Sun Jul 17, 2005 9:57 am ----------------------------------- @Aoi: you read way too much (or too little) Terry Pratchett. I guess I shouldn't be too critical, seeing as I finished the last book of his I checked out from the library in two days... Let's see... Juan had always been fascinated by lightbulbs. Well, lights in general. The way the shimmered and glowed, a sort of constancy and dependability that thwarted the irregularities of mundane existence. And they came in pretty colours. Juan would sit in his room for hours on end staring at the various light-fixtures he had had installed. Naturally, this did a real number on his eyes and it wasn't long before he needed stronger glasses. He liked to have a good variety - fancy ones, dull ones, bright ones, dim ones. Some were just plain white light, others were green or blue. But he had always dreamed of having a black light. These fascinated him even more than regular lights, because he knew the light was there, but he couldn't see it! For Juan, this was as close to mysticism as he got. So, one day Juan decided to become his much sought after black light. It didn't take too long, and his glasses really helped with the casing. Juan was happy, being a black light. The world was so...different. He didn't only focus on one spot any more. He could look at five, may be six different lights at the same time, all over the room. He could appreciate an entire room of lights, without even having to move his head. One day, Juan's close friend of thirteen years, Anoop, came to visit. He was worried since Juan had been spending a lot of time in his room recently. Anoop let himself into the room and looked around, stunned at what he saw. Lights, everywhere. For some reason, Anoop felt as though there ought to be a tartly dressed gentleman or gentlewoman dealing cards over by some slot machines if this picture were to be truely complete. Then he saw Juan. 'Hello Juan', said Anoop. 'How are you feeling today? You mom told me what you did. I thought I'd stop by and see how things were going.' 'Oh, hello you. What was your name again?' 'Anoop, Juan. You remember me, right? We've been friends for thirteen years. Close friends.' 'Of course, of course,' replied Juan in a patronizing voice. Anoop got the sense that the light that was Juan was smirking at him. A shudder ran down his back. 'Juan, are you going to come back any time?' asked Anoop after a short time. There was silence. Except for the hum or the other lights. 'Why? I'm far better off than any of you others could ever be,' began Juan. Some of the other lights dimmed some as he continued. 'My life has never been better. I have an entire room full of lights. Look at them, Anew, just look at them. They sparkle and glow, all to my whim! Do you have anyone who does that? Anyone who would sacrifice their very life-force so you could be the brightest and most powerful of the lot? Do you?!' Anoop got annoyed. He didn't like his friend acting all high-and-mighty around him, and he definitely didnt' like being called 'Anew'. 'Hey Juan?' 'Stop! You are not fit to utter my name so familiarly!' 'What does this switch do?' 'No!' ----------------------------------- Notoroge Sun Jul 17, 2005 11:26 am ----------------------------------- :clap: ----------------------------------- Hikaru79 Mon Jul 18, 2005 9:10 pm ----------------------------------- I'm too lazy to come up with anything spontaneously, but [url=http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1649967/1/]here's a Hikaru no Go fanfic that I wrote about two years ago that did pretty well in the FF.net reviews. A few people claim it "changed their lives" if you go to the "reviews" button at the top ._. I don't know about that, but it was fun writing it :) BTW, if you're new to FF.net, you have to scroll through the chapters with the button in the lower-right corner ----------------------------------- rizzix Tue Jul 19, 2005 9:08 pm ----------------------------------- wow very good! well written! although I read but only part I, haha what can i say - nice. ----------------------------------- Delos Tue Jul 19, 2005 9:36 pm ----------------------------------- Just finished your story Hikaru, and I must say that I'm impressed. I haven't watched Hikaru No Go, though I might at some point. Needless to say, the finer points of Go play completely eluded me though that didn't really matter. You style was a little forced near the beginning and at a few points near the end, but in all it flowed really well. Like many good animé out there, the build up was long, and the climax spectacular... Great characters, attention to the details that define each. It was a story based on 'inner' experiences so the lack of detail about 'outer' experiences is quite understandable. We'll just call that little scene at the end with the sakura a juxtaposition, now won't we :D. All in all, a great romp into psychological questions of norm and deviance. Oh, your quote on part 5 (I think) was from Sherlock Holmes! Credit it dammit! Also, sakura petals flying about and you expect us not to sense a little shounen-ai?! ----------------------------------- Hikaru79 Wed Jul 20, 2005 5:46 pm ----------------------------------- Gee, thanks guys :) Yeah, I definetly reccomend watching Hikaru no Go. It will definetly make the issue of Sai's existance a more intriguing one for you. I'm painfully aware of many problems with the prose, but I wrote this about two or three years ago, so I'm not going to lose any sleep over it. Maybe a rewrite would be in order though. Delos, hehe, yes it is from Sherlock Holmes! ^_^ I was aware of it when I wrote it too, but I had Touya "not remember where he read that" because you can't expect a Go genius to keep such irrelevant details as Western literature into his busy brain ;) ----------------------------------- naoki Wed Jul 20, 2005 10:50 pm ----------------------------------- Wait a tic ... short stories .... post your good ones? Gee ... if only I had a small collection of stories I could share with you guys. They'd be about mebbe my old computer science teacher and his wacky exploits. Man, that stuff would be funny to read ....... ----------------------------------- Mazer Thu Jul 21, 2005 6:59 am ----------------------------------- OMFG WOOT! Do it, man. You owe us for your lack of presence over the... year? :shock: ----------------------------------- rizzix Thu Jul 21, 2005 6:27 pm ----------------------------------- yea we missed your sick stories... *sigh* ----------------------------------- [Gandalf] Thu Jul 21, 2005 7:03 pm ----------------------------------- Yeah, yeah, thats what I was talking about. I recently found those stories and they were amazing, hilarious! That has got to be one of the funniest things on this whole site :lol:. ----------------------------------- Hikaru79 Thu Jul 21, 2005 7:09 pm ----------------------------------- Am I the only one who's completely unaware of these stories naoki wrote? :oops: ----------------------------------- naoki Thu Jul 21, 2005 7:21 pm ----------------------------------- Nah, I don't blame you. You were working hard that year, while the rest of us who read the LKF were hardly working (ZING! old joke) A collection of bits I thought up regarding Mckenzie. Some were crap, pretty much because what I thought was a good idea ran outta steam. I've been busy this year (well duh) and another forum has occupied my attention, but I'll swing by a little more. Plus, I've got a new buddy. Some of you might know him, he's a former Waterloo grad by the name of Chris Ing. ----------------------------------- Delos Thu Jul 21, 2005 8:15 pm ----------------------------------- Sorry naoki, had to remove that link. Not quite, um, appropriate for these boards (at least the unregistered/not signed in version). ----------------------------------- naoki Thu Jul 21, 2005 10:49 pm ----------------------------------- Hehehe, that's cool. Keep the Spam section safe, I remember doing that .... Yeah stile (webmaster over there) puts like a new one every so often. Also, for the sensitive, please disregard the banners above and below the login window. They're just another part of his business, TheForum has tons of threads much like compsci (obviously about non-CS related stuff like sports, movies, games, tech) ----------------------------------- Notoroge Fri Jul 22, 2005 2:45 pm ----------------------------------- Hehehe, that's cool. Keep the Spam section safe, I remember doing that .... Yeah stile (webmaster over there) puts like a new one every so often. Also, for the sensitive, please disregard the banners above and below the login window. They're just another part of his business, TheForum has tons of threads much like compsci (obviously about non-CS related stuff like sports, movies, games, tech)Huh? What? When? Where? WHO!? :shock: ----------------------------------- [Gandalf] Fri Jul 22, 2005 3:28 pm ----------------------------------- He's talking about the link he posted (*barf* *Barf*), the forum he goes to Let's not mention any names, please... just, ugh. ----------------------------------- Notoroge Fri Jul 22, 2005 3:56 pm ----------------------------------- Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, the, Hell... Are those worms? :eyes: ----------------------------------- Notoroge Thu Jul 28, 2005 6:28 pm ----------------------------------- Okeedokee, got an awsome new story. Wrote this for High School Writer's Craft. (Yes, High School. And a Catholic one, at that). Not *new*, per se'. More like, *recently rediscovered in one of my old binders*. :P http://notoroge.trap17.com/ ----------------------------------- Delos Thu Jul 28, 2005 8:59 pm ----------------------------------- Hmm... "narcs" "per se" "nonetheless" 'Has I been in his position' -> "Had" Couple of minor punctuation errors here and there. Not a bad read. Considering how late at night (morning) you wrote it. I don't much care for the content, but at least you set a good mood. Your characters were at best understandable, not much more. As I said, not bad for a last minute thing. ----------------------------------- Notoroge Thu Jul 28, 2005 9:29 pm ----------------------------------- ... yeah. :) Teacher loved it.It's making me uncomfortable reading this, *name*Everyone else I showed it to thought it was just dandy. :) ----------------------------------- Delos Thu Jul 28, 2005 9:57 pm ----------------------------------- He shouldn't have felt 'uncomfortable' about it, whether or not he liked it. This was a creative writing class (or something to that effect), and you were simply expressing your opinions and/or crafting a story. Seriously, you can see worse stuff on TV. I guess he hasn't quite received the desensitization that our generation has. Not that he'd need it much for that story. Not to belittle, of course, but it wasn't all that...risque, save the somewhat loose use of, uh, baleful language. ----------------------------------- Notoroge Thu Jul 28, 2005 10:12 pm ----------------------------------- Yeah. :) And it was a she. And she's the type of cheery person that was raised in a very Catholic family. :P Just saying. I tried to make it humorous, not shocking. ----------------------------------- Mazer Fri Jul 29, 2005 9:07 am ----------------------------------- This Account Has Been Suspended :cry: ----------------------------------- Delos Fri Jul 29, 2005 9:33 am ----------------------------------- This Account Has Been Suspended :cry: Who's? Edit: Oooh! ----------------------------------- Notoroge Fri Jul 29, 2005 11:52 am ----------------------------------- Oh! F*ck! Give me 10 minutes. :) Update: Well, I got 16 days worth of hosting credits for the site again. So now it's only a matter of waiting for them to restart the webpage. :evil: ----------------------------------- Notoroge Fri Jul 29, 2005 1:41 pm ----------------------------------- Okie-Dokie. Site is back up. :) ----------------------------------- MyPistolsIn3D Fri Jul 29, 2005 7:36 pm ----------------------------------- It is a crisp clear morning, high atop the Rocky Mountains. A fresh layer of light snow has fallen, covering the hills like a great white blanket. The sun can be seen rising in the east, giving distant clouds a soft glow. There is a slight, hardly noticeable breeze that creates a small rustling of the pine trees. A crunching of boots on snow is heard as a boy emerges from behind the tree line, carrying a snowboard. He has a slow determined walk, one of a man on a mission. He arrives at the crest of the hill, puts down his board and breathes in the fresh morning air. He exhales and heavy condensation lingers in the air for a moment. The boy removes his gloves and bends down to put his feet into his bindings. As he is doing so, two more people emerge from behind the trees, both also carrying snowboards. As they get closer, it can be seen that one is a boy and one is a girl. They proceed to walk over and sit down on either side of the first boy. "Beautiful morning", the girl comments. "Sure is", the second boy replies. "Perfect for the first day of the season", he adds. "Man it's hot though", the first boy says. "Dude you're crazy, I'm freezing my ass off sitting here", the second boy says. "Yeah, c'mon let's go", the girl pleads. She gets up and starts down the hill, the second boy follows. The first boy hesitates, unzips his coat a little and then follows the other two down the hill. He carves slowly down the hill, waves of snow spraying out from behind his board. He continues down the slope, picking up speed, going faster and faster. He comes around a bend and hits a huge patch of ice. His board shoots out from under him and he lands on his face in the snow. For a moment he doesn't move, then suddenly and quickly he jumps up and spits sand out of his mouth. He looks around himself quickly and notices he's not on a ski hill at all. He is standing on a beach beside an overturned lawn chair, the boy and girl from his dream running away, laughing loudly. A slow grin appears on his face; he laughs and gives chase. ----------------------------------- Delos Fri Jul 29, 2005 9:02 pm ----------------------------------- "...the first day of the season", -> "...the first day of the season," Note the placement of the comma. Now, if you had a full stop or some other terminal punctuation mark then keep in mind that you'll still be in the same sentence after the closed quotation marks, no matter what the word processor's grammer checker tells you. Short and sweet. Good stuff. ----------------------------------- [Gandalf] Mon Aug 01, 2005 5:38 pm ----------------------------------- You know that many a English teacher doesn't know this (similar to brackets too), but I just follow whatever I am expected to do. Currently my teachers use what you said, but it varies a lot. ----------------------------------- Delos Mon Aug 01, 2005 8:32 pm ----------------------------------- I hear ya'. I'm a bit of a stickler when it comes to punctuation myself. It's probably got to do with my early education...British system, so you can imagine the emphasis placed upon it all. Couple that with my love for using archaic and generally confusing clause structures, and you've got a right word juggler on your hands. Expect another contribution from me to this thread in a few days. Hopefully at least, it's too freakin' hot during the day to write...honestly. ----------------------------------- Tony Sun Aug 14, 2005 2:49 am ----------------------------------- Been meaning to write something.. anything.. but had to wait until exams finished. I don't usually write. Up, down, up again. Like a hyperactive kid on a swing, the sun simply does not want to stay down. Annoying... but the rays of light, ultraviolet light, and cancer-causing hydrogen ions that were spat out in a solar flare, can't penetrate through steel and concrete of this bunker two stories into the ground. The computer lab is safe. Time begins to slow down, as days spend awake blur together. One doesn't usually notice this until someone asks about the day of the week. Surprised. Confused. Puzzled look, and a blank stare at the watch. 8:15, no more clues. "Thursday?" That guess must have been way off, as the person ceases interaction and simply walks away. I should also stretch for a bit. A can of coke and a bag of M&Ms. No wonder I don't sleep. Caffeine jolts though the arteries, reanimating the body. Just what doctor ordered; or advised against... Can't remember now. Return to the familiar terminal. Nobody else in the room now. Humming noise of the cooling fans and AC prompt a wishful desire for quieter and cooler G5 hardware. Realisation that arts majors will fill the lab, if computers would actually become userfrieldly recalls the idea. Artsies are worse than Engineers trying to hack their way around PC troubles. Sigh. "Oh well..." Log on. A stream of electrons rush though the cable wire, ping, and return with an instant message "welcome back :)". Somebody actually missed my presence. Browser loads news, forums, and all of the bookmarked comics in separate tabs. The headphones make contact with an audio output port, and a stream of music makes the rest of the world drift away. ----------------------------------- Delos Tue Aug 30, 2005 10:53 pm ----------------------------------- Well, it's going to be awhile before I finish the next one, so I'll post this one instead. A few warnings: it's a little long, about 1300 words. Well, that's not terribly long, but it will take more than a few minutes to read. : it has painfully archaic punctuation and clause structure, so be prepared to reread a few sentences if you don't quite get them the first time...sorry, but the overall mood of this needed those unexpected dashes and ellipses everywhere. : the content does contain some rather, um, 'mature' themes, so Amailer you probably should stay away :lol: : it's in pdf, so hopefully I'll be able to attach it! ----------------------------------- brenn Tue Aug 30, 2005 11:14 pm ----------------------------------- Hehe, drabbles... we should have a compsci 100 challenge XD Delos, was the sudden change of tense from present to past, and back again to present in the first and second last paragraphs deliberate? 'Cause, I