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I was too distracted to notice any of this anyway. *Runs.*

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Sonic the Hedgehog: Dismal Memories, the Past Cries

Prologue: The Beginning

“Robotnik! Sir! We have have spotted the blue hedgehog heading toward our command center! What are we to do?” A tall, metallic robot said, speaking to a fat old man. His name is Dr. Ivo Robotnik, a close enemy to the fabled Sonic the Hedgehog. He is a fat old man late in his sixties. He wears grey spectacles, which hang low from his eyes, and close to his long, brown mustache. He normally wears a red jumpsuit, with yellow-orange “buttons” which are surrounded by white circles, and a long pair of black pants, and black shoes with red laces to match.

As he sat in his large, silver, unpainted vessel, he replied, “Kill him, and make sure he never returns.”

Enter our hero, who is running through a trap filled dungeon, full of buzz-saws and giant, mechanical monstrosities that are holding millions of helpless, brain washed animals inside. Our hero is none other than Sonic the Hedgehog, in his early thirties. Since his teenage years, he has been going into various all-out wars with Robotnik, and this time, he wasn’t very happy. Over the years our hedgehog friend had grown from a carefree peace-maker, to an elitist war general. Carrying two guns, both submachine-guns, he blasted through every robot and trap in sight, all the while smoking a large cigar. This blue hedgehog wouldn’t die without blowing something up.

He made his entrance into a large room, throwing down one of his guns, and loading his ammo clip into the other. Taking a large drag from his cigar, he dropped it out of his mouth and put it out with his shoe, black with white shoelaces.

“I didn’t think Robotnik had the gall to actually put so many robots in one room. It just allows me to take them out MUCH faster.” He spoke in his gruff, demanding voice. Shooting a blaze of bullets at the robots, he finished them off in less than thirty seconds. “I’m coming for you Tails, my good old buddy, the guy whom I still love like a son.” He sighed, as he left the room through the metal covered floor.

In the room where Robotnik was, security readings were showing Sonic tearing through the base. Robotnik caught sight of what he said, and came up with a plan. “Roish,” he spoke to the tall robot, “stall Sonic with as many robots as you can. I’m going to give Sonic a taste of the past, and give him another Tails to influence . . .”

Enter Miles Prower, a fox in his late twenties. He is a good friend, and is seen as a son, to Sonic, our hero. He is an orange fox, who normally wears a grey lab coat and headband. His shoes are grey, with perfectly white shoelaces. He wears large, frame-less spectacles, that are always halfway down his eyes. His eyes have matured into an intelligent gaze, always seeming as if he is pondering something. As a young child, around the age of nine, he started following around Sonic, his lifetime idol.

Gazing off into the distance, he was speculating what Robotnik would be doing with a giant laser that holds all the Chaos Emeralds, magical tomes that bestow ultimate power onto the bearer, that has Knuckles, the once-guardian of the Master Emerald, the ultimate controller of the magical tomes, guarding it.

Enter Knuckles the Echidna, once rival of Sonic the Hedgehog, now, a sworn enemy of his. Turned rouge by the evil Dr. Robotnik, Knuckles was the most powerful rival of Sonic’s. He wears a black leather jacket with black, fingerless gloves, and black shoes with blood-red shoelaces. He was once the guardian of the Master Emerald, and was kicked off because of his growing malevolence two years back. He has since gathered up all the Chaos Emeralds for Robotnik’s time laser. He is in his late forties as well.

Tails jumped out the window, as Knuckles was distracted by a pretty white butterfly, a rarity in this apocalyptic world. If he knew anything, it’s that Sonic would be heading for the laser. And the laser was heating up. He had to get Sonic out from the base. Away from Robotnik. Away. From. Certain. Death.

Sonic was getting closer to the laser. Miles was trying to stop him. Knuckles was no longer distracted, and was waiting at the area of the laser’s target. Robotnik, was pleased. A plan that he had been working on was coming to life. Coming to age. For the last twenty or so years, Sonic had always ruined his plans. But that,

“Oh, that is going to change, Roish! Yes, and it makes me very, very pleased. Very pleased indeed.” Robotnik said, as Roish was commanding millions of robots, sending them to their doom at the lava pits. Half of them actually knew where to go, because they were being fed directions by Robotnik.

Sonic was still p*ssed, even with Tails, quickly approaching Sonic from the horizon. “SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONIC HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLP!” He yelled out, as the loud rumbling of Motobug 2.0 came over from past Tails.

“Damn, never thought ‘Botnik could send out so much. It’s a shame.” He softly spoke, before calling to Tails, “Get your stiff ass behind me so I can gun down these robots, or you’ll be gunned down with ‘em!”

Tails, scared, ran faster than he had recently, as Sonic cocked his gun. Swerving out of the way, and quickly and carefully grabbing Sonic’s shoulders, skidding to a stop. His white shoelaces had become slightly browned by the dirt patch that lay inside the base.

“Ye’ve grown inta a smart kid, Tails, but yer still not smart enough not t’ get caught.” Sonic spoke, as he started running into the robots. “HANG ON, KID!”

“I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU NOT TO CALL ME BY BOTH OF THOSE NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMESSSSSSSSSSSSSS . . .” Miles failed at correcting Sonic, who had already started hopping over the robots, sending blazes of gunfire downwards.

Knuckles was scared. He saw flashing light off in the distance, along with loud gunfire. He had never once thought that Sonic, a pacifist when it comes to guns of any type, would wield one. As Sonic approached even, closer, he backed closer to the center of the laser’s aim. With a large explosions, Knuckles heard two loud screams of joy as Sonic and Miles landed directly in front of him. The laser fired, the powerful force of the Chaos Emeralds creating a shock-wave of immense power, destroying half the western side of Robotnik’s base, the laser, and the Emeralds. Sonic, Miles, and Knuckles, however, had answered the cries of the past. They were about to take off, onto a journey to save the entire world, once again.
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We really need a fan writings forum.

Anyway, yeah. This is something I'm writing up for entertainment purposes. Enjoy, constructive critcism/moving if for some reason it is in the wrong forum is accepted.



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Originally posted by Fireguy 21
Guess what guys? I'll still be on! =D I've been beging and it worked! However, my Dad will have to watch me from time to time...


Will your dad be using a Keystroke Commands monitor to watch over you? Or will he really be in the room?

My dad uses monitoring of Keystroke Commands, so he makes sure I'm not doing anything against his approval. I'm not too sure about when he's at work, tho'.

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Really? You can get Rainbow text in boards? Elaborate, please. :/

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Originally posted by Tamua

Please try to figure it out for yourself...it's not really hard...


Looks like quite a hassle to actually do it. :/

Still, what purpose could rainbow text serve, other than to annoy people?

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The worst thing that's ever really happened to my family is that my mom is handicapped. We had also found out the medicine that was supposedly making her better was making her worse.

On a more recent note, while my dad was trying to pay bills, he didn't do something right (new bill paying system) and we lost about 300/3000 dollars. I forget how much. One of those units, tho'.

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Avatar and banner made from drawings of Samus and a Metroid. You guys like?

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You could, theoretically, use an auxiliary messenger program (Pidgin) to use MSN that way. I'm not completely sure if it'd work, tho'.

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Hmm . . .

Sir, you are the reining KING of faggotry.

Your chariot awaits.

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Worng meaning of faggotry, asshole. :D




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THAT WAS EPIC.

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PATCH IT TO A (U) (M3) (V1.0) [!] ROM. You want to patch it to a good ROM for best performance.

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54 61 74 72 69 6f 6e has quite a point there. :3

But, my comments:

Wake up. It's called kidding around. This site just does it quite a bit more than others. I will say that I've seen some fairly annoying posts, but no more than that.

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Intern00b, there's a line between funny, and a lot of people can't find that line, because it's 20 miles away from stupidity. Your comment was MADE of stupidity.

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