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fff, i've had complete writers block, i can't write anything that sounds halfway decent or that jok would accept :/

if you don't feel like writing mine, you can just exclude me, grey.


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#hi


Originally Posted by BenDover View Post
epic bosh, epic.

this could help with some of the RAWR members

I'm so proud of writing that in about an hour.
I especially like the last sentence.


I could write some of your stories if you really wanted... for a small fee... If I can find the time.
[02:19] <Dr_Strangelove> nearly 3 hours of nobody saying a word
[02:19] * Tamer0 is now known as TamerAfk
[02:19] <Dr_Strangelove> gg toribash
[02:19] <+hampa> gg
Loldoublepost:

Seeing as grey asked me to do this, I though, why not:

Here's a rough copy of Ishi's story. (ie change it if you want)

“Ishikkuuuusan!”

The old, wise and yet commanding voice came from the dojo.
“Now is the time for your daily katana practice; you do not want to be late!”
The young undisciplined warrior grunted with displeasure, he hated the katana. He was more of a hand to hand combat specialist, and he loved to perfect this strength, especially as his sparring partner was Boaf.

“Yeah, don’t be late for your daily can of whoop-ass, faggot” Boaf sneered arrogantly.
Unfortunately, Boaf, the katana specialist, was also his sparring partner for katana. He and his cocky companions, Rblck and Clbck pushed past Ishikku, on their way to the dojo, taunting him with various half-baked insults.

I hate this, I cannot lose to him any longer, and if I beat him he may become afraid and leave me alone once and for all.

Ishikku decided that the first step towards victory would be to meditate, and visualise himself conquering his opponent.
He concentrated hard...

He saw a third person view of a swordfight between himself and Boaf.
A flurry of motion.
Dancing swords slashing, blocking and parrying.
Huge lunges, hops and quick feet skipping to and fro.
Both bodies heaving, dripping with sweat.
Finally with a huge effort, one of the figures smashed his opponent’s sword from his grasp.
The armed figure backed the other into the wall.
The unarmed figure submitted, but then begged for mercy.
Boaf ran his sword through Ishikku.

“AAARRRRGGGGHHHH!”
A wounded voice came from the dojo. Ishikku quickly gathered himself, and sprinted towards the noise. He entered the dojo and saw Boaf’s sword protruding from Hampa, his master’s chest.

“What... what have you done? Why?” Ishikku stammered.
“Shut up fool,” retorted Boaf, “Clbck, deal with him, I must return to my master.”
He fled, as Clbck lunged at him.

The noisy fight seemed to rage on for hours. But it was probably only minutes before Ishikku overcame Clbck.
Clbck writhed in pain as his hand, still holding his katana thudded dully on the wooden floor, painting it red.
“Mercy! I beg mercy from you Ishikku!” He wailed.
“Mercy?! Bah! Did you show my master any mercy, swine?” Ishikku raged.
“Please! Please!” Clbck sobbed.
“No.”

He drove his katana straight through Clbck’s heart. He stared, shocked, at Ishikku. He pressed his face close to Clbck’s, and whispered in his ear.
“And don’t call me Ishikku, my name is now Ishi, fucker.”
Clbck dropped to the floor, with that same expression frozen on his face forever.

Ishi vowed to avenge his master, and left for a Vendetta against his new mortal enemy, Boaf.
[02:19] <Dr_Strangelove> nearly 3 hours of nobody saying a word
[02:19] * Tamer0 is now known as TamerAfk
[02:19] <Dr_Strangelove> gg toribash
[02:19] <+hampa> gg
hahaha

thats awesome, sounds great to me

ill be sure to send you some money soon, going to do the description too?


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#hi


haha. hampa is a king in my story, a hobo in his own, and dead in ishi's. i think our whole team is on acid and imagining everything XD
MANtrain: I would assume you'd have the good sense not to puke on your own stuff. Of course...people drown in their own puke, so maybe not. Rock on gr3y
The great hobo-king is dead?

*falls to knees and screams into the raging storm*

NUUUUUUUUU
KingBosh disconnected. quit life