And now, since PMA came back, we have the chapter where... PMA comes back!
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Now, usually you would expect a warm-hearted hug or even just a simple greeting when you finally get to see an old buddy of yours after so many years. But this wasn't the case, nope not at all. I thought that certainly he would experience the same joy of meeting an old friend as I do, finally being able to meet PMA again after all these years, but what do I get? A rather quick paced game of "shoot the Box" where I jumped from wall to wall dodging PMA's Mega Energy Blast attacks, until frankly I had no more walls to jump to.
"Well, it was nice meeting with you again, bully, but I'm afraid if you keep on shooting me I'm gonna have to leave this part of area, for the sake of safety!" I told him and bid goodbye.
"You aren't getting away that easily, demon!!" And again he began charging his blaster, cock and aim towards me. I stood and waved, and upon his firing I prepared to leave and never see him again.
However, a psychic gripped my leg and I tripped. Luckily, the blast went right over me, but of course the tripping came as a surprise to me, as I didn't expect PMA to be able (or be smart enough) to do that.
And I found out it was in fact another blue haired lady that walked up and must have executed the attack.
"Oh PMA," The blue haired lady said. "Didn't I tell you not to shoot everything that moves around here? It's obvious he's not one of the minions of Darkmaster Ash."
"Sabrina?? What are you doing here?? I told you, it's too dangerous for you to be around and I'll be fine by myself."
"Yea," Sabrina remarked sarcastically, "fine shooting your old time buddies instead of actually chasing DMA." PMA took a closer look at me. "Oh... It's you." I stood up and brushed myself.
"I'm glad you came to your senses, my good fellow. Here's to a reunion greeting!" I stuck out my hand, expecting a shake back. PMA just turned around. "I have more important things to do. I cannot be bothered with this..."
"Person who blew up the ASB Tower many years ago??" PMA got one of those little cross thingies on his forehead. "O yea, I need a place to stay for the night... As you can see, I'm kinda stuck, mind if I..."
"NO!!" PMA yelled, and flew away.
"Guess he doesn't want me in his residence." I shrugged and began to walk away.
"Wait, I know a place that you might be able to stay," Sabrina pipped up.
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"KINLAP OL' BUDDY!! How have you been??" The two old friends hugged.
"Fine Fine, running a nice park business, developing some cool bracelets for me and PMA to wear, fighting some crime and evil with PMA... though he seems to find me more of a nuicance lately these days..." Kinlap pondered.
"What IS up with that guy anyway? Some welcome he gave me." I pouted.
"He..." Sabrina sighed. "He's really a very nice fellow. As far as what I've gathered from his history, he came this planet when he was a child, alone and no one to take care of him. He wandered the streets for a while, until he was saved one day by this man in blue armor. Something like the armor he wears around now... well anyway, then you came along and tried to blow up the tower. Ash was apparently affected by this hero that he himself wanted to become one, and so that's why he went after you to try and stop you. Its something like child idolness..."
"I think it's still in him," I commented.
"Yea, it is." Kinlap continued Sabrina's story. "Well anyway, shortly after the four of us met, of course, you and the popcorn selling kid left. Since PMA was pretty much an orphan at that time, my family took him up and raised him. From then on until recently, we did many things together: developed cool bracelets, fight crime alongside, and that sort of stuff. Only, he always seemed to want to get the attention and fame of 'defeating the bad guy' and 'being the hero', which was perfectly fine with me, until recently. Now, he's working alone; he no longer wants anyone to help him. Consequently, something else came out of him... While the times were quiet and no crime was going around, a shadowy figure began to appear and begin causing trouble, and when PMA confronted him, he saw..."
"Himself," Sabrina finished. "I'm not sure, but I think it must have been some psychological effect, like PMA's desire to beat up things coupled with his sense of honor and loyalty... somewhere there must have been a split, and now he's like this. But that's only my guess."
"Enough about him, I'm sure you're tired. Let me bring you up to your room." Kinlap walked me to the nice bedroom in his mansion.
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I wasn't exactly as tired as Kinlap had thought I was. After all, there was a huge time difference travelling between dimensions, and days in my training dimension were almost twice as long as these days. So, needless to say, I got up and begn roaming around without waking Kinlap and the others. I took out a sheet of paper that had "Fei" (fly) inscribed on it and attached it to my wrist, then flew to the area I sat the time just before I blew up the ASB Tower, and gazed at the moons. They were similar to those in the former dimension, as all moons are: mysterious, illuminating, enchanting. Nevertheless, each moon was different, and it was a pleasure finally seeing a different moon in a different world...
"What are you up to?" I looked to my side and saw PMA, arms crossed. "Are you planning to demolish the building again? If you are, I'm not letting you."
I smirked. "Could you catch me if I was?" I started to fly towards the tower, but PMA immediately blocked my path. I flew above him and continued, then went around the tower and me and PMA played tag as we did in the early days, only now we flew. It was quite some fun, until some shadow stalkers and dark minions interrupted and attacked us.
"Get Away!! These are Dangerous!!" PMA told me in a heroic manner, though I frankly was willing to listen to him. After all, who wants to get their hands tangled with a bunch of freakish nightmares like them?
"PMA transform into Fightmaster Ash!!"
And PMA began fending off some of the minions, but apparently the creatures didn't see PMA as their only target. Some of them began coming after me, and soon after I had shadow stalkers coming from above (remember, I was right beside the ASB Tower) and minions coming from below and in front (some can fly!!).
"Hey guys, let me through!! I'm not your target!!" But I knew they wouldn't listen, so I quickly slipped through into my hands a leafletc, holding my hands in a upside-down cup like form to guise the spell. One of the the shadow stalkers grabbed the hand.
"So, you wanna see what's inside? WUDIN GUAN GONGJI!!" A bright spiralatic trail of five blasts of light hit and attacked the shadow stalkers above me, immediately dissipating them to nothingness.
"Sorry, love to play, but I'd much rather watch." I took out the inscription "Xiao" and attached it to my shoulder and disappeared from the view of my attackers. I immediately flew up (as the shadow stalkers that were above me have perished) and sat on the side of the ASB Tower, watching the battle go on below.
It was quite fun, much like a Jackie Chan movie, watching PMA toss the bad guys like they do when 500 bad guy flunkies take on one hero. One thing I thought he'd have trouble on is the shadow stalkers, but that didnt' seem to faze him.
"Heh, think you can be immune to me with your shadow bodies?" PMA stated arrogantly as he was grabbed by one of the shadows at the arm. "Sesmic Toss!!" He, in a startling manner, pulled the shadow from the walls and flung it across the street. "Low Kick!" he executed as another tried to grab him on the leg, and he quickly tossed that one aside as well.
However, dispite his nice antics, he soon enough was captured by the shadow stalkers and was held in a rather tight situation.
"Haw haw haw haw haw." Some guy's laugh sounded a lot like he needed a cough drop.
"Who's there?" PMA asked bravely (or foolishly, pick your choice of adverbs).
What emerged from the shadows was... a large shadow. It was amorphous, figureless, all but two sinister looking yellow glowing eyes. "My name... is Evil Master, and you have fallen straight into my trap." Evil Master laughed his sickly (as in, he sounded as if he was ill) laugh again.
"You work for Darkmaster Ash, don't you?? Don't get too cocky," PMA said ironically. "I may just have to bust out and use..."
"But you won't." Said a voice that sounded a lot like PMA (twice the egoness!!). It was, of course, DMA, with Sabrina in his clutches. Sabrina, try as she might, could not get away. "Actually, I've been working for this fellow shadow here, not the other way around. And if you try anything, your little wife gets it. Why can't she teleport away? Why, because I gave her the Mean Look, of course." DMA smirked.
At this point, I could tell PMA was in real trouble. Despite all his egotism and wanting to deal damage, he at least had enough honor left in him to protect the one that he loved... and with that, he stopped struggling and just glared at the Evil Master.
"That's a good fellow..."
SSSssss. "YEEOOOCCHHH!!!" A slip with the incantation of Guang (Light) had somehow struck the arm of DMA that was holding onto Sabrina. Then, in a blink of an eye, Sabrina disappeared from sight.
"What the--?!? But she couldn't have!! I trapped her with my spell, she couldn't have teleported away!!"
"But she did." PMA smirked. "PMA transform into ANGEMASTER ASH!!" The bright flash of light was enough to destroy all of the minions and shadows holding PMA down, and make Evil Master cringe.
"Arg... you escaped this time, but next time will not be so easy." Evil Master tried slipping into the shadows, but then suddenly a shine went through and he hit a wall. "What the?!?"
"You're blocked out," PMA stated obviously, "With no where to go. HYPER BEAM(ish attack)!!" With a bright flash of light, the Evil Master with a sore through cackled his last cackle and fell into oblivion, for now.
Meanwhile, up on another tower (ASB Tower #2 was destroyed with Evil Master blew up), Sabrina wanted to go back down and help her lover, but I pulled her back.
"You were ruining the show before, and I don't want you to go ruin it again. Let's see what PMA does now..."
"Let go of me!! I need to go help him!!" And so, the annoying Sabrina who I saved went back down to ruin the whole cool fighting scene that was supposed to happen with PMA and DMA. O well.
"Wait!!" Sabrina lunged onto PMA like a cheap soap opera show, quickly stopping PMA from delivering the last blow to DMA.
"I thought you teleported to safety," PMA said coldly.
"If you destroy DMA, you'll destroy yourself!!"
"What?"
"The reason he exists," Sabrina continued with her philosophical ideas, "is that he's a part of you... and even though he's your darker side, he's still you. A light cannot live without a dark. Bring him back into you. Please. Just keep closer watch over him and make sure he doesn't go on a rampage as he did to you... I think maybe we can do that by calling over... a couple of friends."
Sabrina was probably referring to me, but, as the battle was already over, I had begun to leave already.
"Oh well, let's get ready for the next adventure..." I snapped my fingers.
Immediately a huge spaceship flew straight over my head and landed a few feet in front of PMA.
"Woah, that was cool."
4.4.04
UPDATE ON THE WHERABOUTS ON PMA!!!
Note recieved by PM on TPM:
In case you guys are wondering where I disappeared to, I'm having some problems with my internet connection. I haven't been able to get to TPM or on AIM since Thursday afternoon. As for this message, I'm using someone else's comp so this is more or less all you'll hear from me until this is all sorted out. Please tell the others.
Later.
That has been a note from PMA. PMA, we're glad you're out there and fine! Now post in the ASB War RPG. :P
In case you guys are wondering where I disappeared to, I'm having some problems with my internet connection. I haven't been able to get to TPM or on AIM since Thursday afternoon. As for this message, I'm using someone else's comp so this is more or less all you'll hear from me until this is all sorted out. Please tell the others.
Later.
That has been a note from PMA. PMA, we're glad you're out there and fine! Now post in the ASB War RPG. :P
And the Investigation into the missing PMA Commences!!
As many of you know, the one known as Pokemaster Ash seems to have been eluding the internet these days. For those who know him, this is a very strange occurance; the screenname pokemasterrj has almost never been seen offline except in late night circumstances (or if you're on the west coast, not so late night circumstances). Where is PMA? Has something happened to him? his computer? his family? OR! Is there something... else behind this?? We look into the streets for more answers.
TheMysteriousBox: RO!
RiOrius: Aye?
TheMysteriousBox: has PMA been around lately
RiOrius: Haven't noticed either way.
TheMysteriousBox: hmmm
TheMysteriousBox: it seems that PMA has been... not online lately
TheMysteriousBox: highly suspicious
TheMysteriousBox: both me and Sal2 have noticed
TheMysteriousBox: it could be that he just blocked us because we were annoying
TheMysteriousBox: or it could be that....
TheMysteriousBox: that...
TheMysteriousBox: :O he got a life?
TheMysteriousBox: I will ask PJBW, he has more info on him
RiOrius: Don't jump to conclusions now :-P
TheMysteriousBox: that's what Sal2 said too :P
Apparently RO isn't worried. Nice to see he has confidence in the little egotist.
TheMysteriousBox: PJBW!
ProfJbWolf: Boxo
TheMysteriousBox: As a good friend of PMA, me and Sal2 would like to inquiry you
TheMysteriousBox: PMA has not been on our buddy lists for a while
ProfJbWolf: I have no idea where he is
TheMysteriousBox: has he blocked us, or has he truly... got a life? :O
ProfJbWolf: And I've noticed that he's been gone for awhile
ProfJbWolf: I think he may have gotten a life or...
ProfJbWolf: in the worst case scenario
ProfJbWolf: He's lost it
TheMysteriousBox: ....
ProfJbWolf: Of course
TheMysteriousBox: :O
ProfJbWolf: Its no good to dwell on such thoughts
TheMysteriousBox: a mystery indeed
TheMysteriousBox: yesh
ProfJbWolf: Actually
TheMysteriousBox: we must start an investigation
ProfJbWolf: He mentioned that his computer was going on the fritz
TheMysteriousBox: the PMA investigation crew MUST find out!
ProfJbWolf: Maybe it finally shut downa ll together
TheMysteriousBox: Is it that he has job problems?
TheMysteriousBox: is it that he has computer problems?
TheMysteriousBox: Is it that he has family problems?
TheMysteriousBox: or.... worse...
ProfJbWolf: He's been attacked by fluffy bunnies of Easter?
TheMysteriousBox: :O
TheMysteriousBox: but he'd survive that
TheMysteriousBox: and live to tell the tale
TheMysteriousBox: Oh would he tell
TheMysteriousBox: yes I know him too well
Again, no answers. However, we have learned that it is indeed PMA being absent rather than him blocking me and Sal2, for PMA would NEVER block out his friend PJBW even in the most annoying of circumstances (PJBW? Annoying? That's a funny thing in itself). Where in the world is Pokemaster Ash? We await your answer, PMA. We all miss you. :P
TheMysteriousBox: RO!
RiOrius: Aye?
TheMysteriousBox: has PMA been around lately
RiOrius: Haven't noticed either way.
TheMysteriousBox: hmmm
TheMysteriousBox: it seems that PMA has been... not online lately
TheMysteriousBox: highly suspicious
TheMysteriousBox: both me and Sal2 have noticed
TheMysteriousBox: it could be that he just blocked us because we were annoying
TheMysteriousBox: or it could be that....
TheMysteriousBox: that...
TheMysteriousBox: :O he got a life?
TheMysteriousBox: I will ask PJBW, he has more info on him
RiOrius: Don't jump to conclusions now :-P
TheMysteriousBox: that's what Sal2 said too :P
Apparently RO isn't worried. Nice to see he has confidence in the little egotist.
TheMysteriousBox: PJBW!
ProfJbWolf: Boxo
TheMysteriousBox: As a good friend of PMA, me and Sal2 would like to inquiry you
TheMysteriousBox: PMA has not been on our buddy lists for a while
ProfJbWolf: I have no idea where he is
TheMysteriousBox: has he blocked us, or has he truly... got a life? :O
ProfJbWolf: And I've noticed that he's been gone for awhile
ProfJbWolf: I think he may have gotten a life or...
ProfJbWolf: in the worst case scenario
ProfJbWolf: He's lost it
TheMysteriousBox: ....
ProfJbWolf: Of course
TheMysteriousBox: :O
ProfJbWolf: Its no good to dwell on such thoughts
TheMysteriousBox: a mystery indeed
TheMysteriousBox: yesh
ProfJbWolf: Actually
TheMysteriousBox: we must start an investigation
ProfJbWolf: He mentioned that his computer was going on the fritz
TheMysteriousBox: the PMA investigation crew MUST find out!
ProfJbWolf: Maybe it finally shut downa ll together
TheMysteriousBox: Is it that he has job problems?
TheMysteriousBox: is it that he has computer problems?
TheMysteriousBox: Is it that he has family problems?
TheMysteriousBox: or.... worse...
ProfJbWolf: He's been attacked by fluffy bunnies of Easter?
TheMysteriousBox: :O
TheMysteriousBox: but he'd survive that
TheMysteriousBox: and live to tell the tale
TheMysteriousBox: Oh would he tell
TheMysteriousBox: yes I know him too well
Again, no answers. However, we have learned that it is indeed PMA being absent rather than him blocking me and Sal2, for PMA would NEVER block out his friend PJBW even in the most annoying of circumstances (PJBW? Annoying? That's a funny thing in itself). Where in the world is Pokemaster Ash? We await your answer, PMA. We all miss you. :P
28.3.04
24.3.04
ASBW Chronicles: Box Logs #2: When Jarods Attack!!!
(Hopefully this one won't be as cheesy as the other one :P)
Now, I mentioned that my previous memories were mostly a blur, as it has been a long time since those youth days. However, I have to mention that one can NEVER forget their first time dimension hopping. How could you? With Dimension lag and the usual 60 hour day moving to a 110 hour day, along with temperature adjustments and a different sort of air quality to get used to, how could one forget? And what's even more, shortly after landing in a marshy environment and getting my hands and feet all muddy, how can one forget his first dimension hop when suddenly out of nowhere a large fiendish hand pops out just to the left of you and emerges in the form of a hideous, skinny, yellow-eyed squinting demon with large claws and tattered bat like wings?
Apparently, my first attempt to dig into the marshy pits proved futile, as I found out soon enough while digging rather slowly because of the muddy banks that the ground underneath me began to rumble. I looked back and found myself facing the demon a lot more closer than I remembered and intended to be, and realized, as I hit the "bottom", that I was in the clasp of the demon's hands. Figuring digging won't be getting me anywhere, I quickly jumped out of his hand and began running through the marshy pits while the demon attempted to catch up to me.
While running, I saw a man in a sakkurat(sp?) bending down and picking the grass around these marshy areas; apparently these plants that I was stepping through had some use to the old man.
"Hey!!! Old Man!!" I shouted out.
"Eh? Shei?" The man said in a language I never heard of.
"Lao Tou!! Kuai Qiu Qiu Wo!!!" I should mention that I learn things really quickly, especially in a state of emergency. For the sake of consistency, everything will now be translated to one language no matter what planet or dimension we are in.
In any case, the demon that was chasing me suddenly landed right in front of me and began to drew its breath. I quickly ran the other way; however, just as it was about to fire, a small piece of paper suddenly hovered just over the demon's head, and in an instant, a lightning bolt struck the monster, causing it to cry and look back. I looked back too, and saw the old man in the sakkurat hat carrying a few more of those awesome pieces of paper. His facial features were clearer now, a long and thin beard and twinkling eyes, one that does not express the old man as a fighter. Yet...
"So, coming to destroy my rice paddies, are you?" The old man told the demon. "I shall go easy on you, as you have not destroyed much. But..." The old man extended both hands, and three equally spaced slips of paper hovered just in front of him. He moved his hand around the papers a few times, then suddenly extended his hands and pointed to the demon, "OUT OF MY GARDEN, NOW!!" The papers flying toward the demon (with the inscription "Bin") suddenly turned to solid icicles and struck the demon in its body. The demon fell down in agony.
"No, No, No! Don't fall down, you stupid demon, run away!!" The old man grunted.
Instead, the demon roared a particular call. The ground suddenly began to rumble, and I quickly took cover beside the old man while several more demons came out from the ground and surrounded us.
"My rice paddies..." The old man said, annoyed.
"Mwahahahaha..." Out of the backs of one of the demons appeared a blonde haired kid with pushed back hair and sunglasses on. "Decided to take on one of my demons, do you? Well, no matter. This is only a small step in my desire to rule the upper world! I shall start... with your grass paddies!!"
But the old man wasn't listening. He was already in some meditative state, as several leaflets floated in a rotational manner around him. Suddenly, he expanded his hands, and, as if it were an explosion, the leaflets flew in all directions, each hitting a demon and suddenly freezing the demon with its "Tin" (stop) spell.
"Ah well," The old man chuckled. "At least now I have some lawn ornaments to scare away the other pests..."
"So," Jarod fumed. "Think you can defeat me so easily, do you?" Jarod said as he jumped off and prepared for an attack... then stopped and smiled. "I do not need to waste any energy of mine over your small rice paddies. I have the rest of the world to deal with... once I have built up my army, THEN I shall go after your small area!! Mwahahahahaha!!!" And with that, in a puff of black evil-like smoke, he left.
As soon as he left, I did what any kid would do after seeing a battle like that: nag. "WOWTHATWASSOCOOLHOWDIDYOUDOTHATCANYOUTEACHMEHOWTODOTHATPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE..." Not long after Jarod left, though, another old lady on a cloud came along and floated down to talk with the old man. Ok, so the lady was not that old, she was rather pretty looking with her long straight green hair, sea-colored eyes, and funny markings on her forehead, but back then when you're a child anyone seems old as long as they're about 5 feet tall.
"HoHo, Jarod from the underworld has..."
"Gone insane and is trying to take over the upper world? Old news, Destiney, old news. However, I have to say something about his damage to my rice paddies..."
"HoHo, this is urgent! We need you to stop Jarod from doing so, otherwise he'll completely ruin the balance of..." I didn't hear much of anything else. I didn't care what the old lady said, I continued with my nagging on me trying to get the old man to teach me his way cool moves.
The old man was finally getting annoyed of me, or at least finally noticed me. "Argh! You run through my fields bringing a demon into my rice fields and expect me to teach you magic? I'll show you magic!" The man brought out a "Stop" sign (har har) and attempted to stick it to my body, but I quickly evaded. "You aren't going to get rid of me that easily," I teased and stuck my tongue at them. Apparently, what I thought of as a joke extremely surprised the old man and the old lady.
"Hmmm... this young child... has some potential... no, he has a lot of potential. It would be detrimental if he were to fall into the wrong hands... alright, Hoho, I will allow you to stay with your farming position in so much that you train this child... teach him your understandings..."
"yea yea yea!" I said. "I'm sorry about the plants and swamp! I'll promise to make it up to you by replanting them and protecting them for you!!! Pleeeeaaaasse?" I begged.
The old man thought, and paced around and rubbing his beard. "Training a child... it might be difficult, but it is something that I have always longed to do. And, since the child offers to help me with my farming... It is done."
Hence, for many years, I stayed with the old man and learned many of his skills. I also learned many of his ideologies, and found them very intriguing yet correct, in a sense. For one, the old man never purposely killed, and in fact is rather hesitant to kill; he always rather tries to drive any annoyance away with his magic attacks.
"But," I brought up one day, "What if the person comes back stronger, or with more people to try and destroy your rice paddies?"
The old man chuckled. "That's why you never show your true potential to your opponent. Always let them think you are that strong, and do not show that you are stronger, until they come back and find out that you are. And even then, do not show them your strongest powers."
So, from then on, all of my tricks and skills are not revealing of my true potential. Whether I shall ever come to a day where I must use my true potential is uncertain, but as of yet... there is still question within others on how strong I am, or the old man is. Perhaps even I do not know...
One day, when most of my training has been completed and I really had nothing to do other than work for the old man, the old lady came down again and talked to the old man.
"The fight is not going well... tyger is holding for us, but I am not sure if we will last. However, I think I might have a solution... but it seems a rather odd and strange method. Nevertheless... there was a prophecy that I had forgotten about which involves a specific being coming to this world and chaos erupting. The prophecy, I have read, continues with the departure of the being returning to his original homeland and restoring order in this world. However... it calls for an accomplice... Hoho?"
"Nope, I'm not leaving my fields for some weird trip to this kid's home. But I guess he's done anyway, so I'll let you take him away... Got all his stuff packed and everything."
I ran inside and ran out, taking out some suitcases that apparently surprised Old Lady Destiney.
"But... wait... eer... If you don't go, then who will go?" Destiney asked.
"The only one able to open doors for this kid," Hoho chuckled and pointed at the Destiney.
Destiney groaned. "How did fate choose me to become a babysitter?"
"Hey!" I said, no longer a child. "I'm a teenager now! You can't say that!!" I complained.
"O great, all the more better..." Destiney mumbled.
And so a big portal door opened up and I went back to the world of digletts and ASB Towers I had been in before. Though, not in a particularly pleasant area.
"Old Lady Destiney?" I called out into a dark moonlit alley. "Eer... where am I supposed to go? where did you go? Hello? Anyone???"
I walked around for a while, a bit tense, when suddenly I heard a charger charging from the side. I immediately stepped to the side as a blast of energy fired right by me and destroyed the brick wall I was leaning upon.
"A dark minion of my counterpart," Said an armored fellow walking out from the opening of the alley. His face soon shown upon the moonlight, as I met with my former friend, the bully, in all his shining armor.
Now, I mentioned that my previous memories were mostly a blur, as it has been a long time since those youth days. However, I have to mention that one can NEVER forget their first time dimension hopping. How could you? With Dimension lag and the usual 60 hour day moving to a 110 hour day, along with temperature adjustments and a different sort of air quality to get used to, how could one forget? And what's even more, shortly after landing in a marshy environment and getting my hands and feet all muddy, how can one forget his first dimension hop when suddenly out of nowhere a large fiendish hand pops out just to the left of you and emerges in the form of a hideous, skinny, yellow-eyed squinting demon with large claws and tattered bat like wings?
Apparently, my first attempt to dig into the marshy pits proved futile, as I found out soon enough while digging rather slowly because of the muddy banks that the ground underneath me began to rumble. I looked back and found myself facing the demon a lot more closer than I remembered and intended to be, and realized, as I hit the "bottom", that I was in the clasp of the demon's hands. Figuring digging won't be getting me anywhere, I quickly jumped out of his hand and began running through the marshy pits while the demon attempted to catch up to me.
While running, I saw a man in a sakkurat(sp?) bending down and picking the grass around these marshy areas; apparently these plants that I was stepping through had some use to the old man.
"Hey!!! Old Man!!" I shouted out.
"Eh? Shei?" The man said in a language I never heard of.
"Lao Tou!! Kuai Qiu Qiu Wo!!!" I should mention that I learn things really quickly, especially in a state of emergency. For the sake of consistency, everything will now be translated to one language no matter what planet or dimension we are in.
In any case, the demon that was chasing me suddenly landed right in front of me and began to drew its breath. I quickly ran the other way; however, just as it was about to fire, a small piece of paper suddenly hovered just over the demon's head, and in an instant, a lightning bolt struck the monster, causing it to cry and look back. I looked back too, and saw the old man in the sakkurat hat carrying a few more of those awesome pieces of paper. His facial features were clearer now, a long and thin beard and twinkling eyes, one that does not express the old man as a fighter. Yet...
"So, coming to destroy my rice paddies, are you?" The old man told the demon. "I shall go easy on you, as you have not destroyed much. But..." The old man extended both hands, and three equally spaced slips of paper hovered just in front of him. He moved his hand around the papers a few times, then suddenly extended his hands and pointed to the demon, "OUT OF MY GARDEN, NOW!!" The papers flying toward the demon (with the inscription "Bin") suddenly turned to solid icicles and struck the demon in its body. The demon fell down in agony.
"No, No, No! Don't fall down, you stupid demon, run away!!" The old man grunted.
Instead, the demon roared a particular call. The ground suddenly began to rumble, and I quickly took cover beside the old man while several more demons came out from the ground and surrounded us.
"My rice paddies..." The old man said, annoyed.
"Mwahahahaha..." Out of the backs of one of the demons appeared a blonde haired kid with pushed back hair and sunglasses on. "Decided to take on one of my demons, do you? Well, no matter. This is only a small step in my desire to rule the upper world! I shall start... with your grass paddies!!"
But the old man wasn't listening. He was already in some meditative state, as several leaflets floated in a rotational manner around him. Suddenly, he expanded his hands, and, as if it were an explosion, the leaflets flew in all directions, each hitting a demon and suddenly freezing the demon with its "Tin" (stop) spell.
"Ah well," The old man chuckled. "At least now I have some lawn ornaments to scare away the other pests..."
"So," Jarod fumed. "Think you can defeat me so easily, do you?" Jarod said as he jumped off and prepared for an attack... then stopped and smiled. "I do not need to waste any energy of mine over your small rice paddies. I have the rest of the world to deal with... once I have built up my army, THEN I shall go after your small area!! Mwahahahahaha!!!" And with that, in a puff of black evil-like smoke, he left.
As soon as he left, I did what any kid would do after seeing a battle like that: nag. "WOWTHATWASSOCOOLHOWDIDYOUDOTHATCANYOUTEACHMEHOWTODOTHATPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE..." Not long after Jarod left, though, another old lady on a cloud came along and floated down to talk with the old man. Ok, so the lady was not that old, she was rather pretty looking with her long straight green hair, sea-colored eyes, and funny markings on her forehead, but back then when you're a child anyone seems old as long as they're about 5 feet tall.
"HoHo, Jarod from the underworld has..."
"Gone insane and is trying to take over the upper world? Old news, Destiney, old news. However, I have to say something about his damage to my rice paddies..."
"HoHo, this is urgent! We need you to stop Jarod from doing so, otherwise he'll completely ruin the balance of..." I didn't hear much of anything else. I didn't care what the old lady said, I continued with my nagging on me trying to get the old man to teach me his way cool moves.
The old man was finally getting annoyed of me, or at least finally noticed me. "Argh! You run through my fields bringing a demon into my rice fields and expect me to teach you magic? I'll show you magic!" The man brought out a "Stop" sign (har har) and attempted to stick it to my body, but I quickly evaded. "You aren't going to get rid of me that easily," I teased and stuck my tongue at them. Apparently, what I thought of as a joke extremely surprised the old man and the old lady.
"Hmmm... this young child... has some potential... no, he has a lot of potential. It would be detrimental if he were to fall into the wrong hands... alright, Hoho, I will allow you to stay with your farming position in so much that you train this child... teach him your understandings..."
"yea yea yea!" I said. "I'm sorry about the plants and swamp! I'll promise to make it up to you by replanting them and protecting them for you!!! Pleeeeaaaasse?" I begged.
The old man thought, and paced around and rubbing his beard. "Training a child... it might be difficult, but it is something that I have always longed to do. And, since the child offers to help me with my farming... It is done."
Hence, for many years, I stayed with the old man and learned many of his skills. I also learned many of his ideologies, and found them very intriguing yet correct, in a sense. For one, the old man never purposely killed, and in fact is rather hesitant to kill; he always rather tries to drive any annoyance away with his magic attacks.
"But," I brought up one day, "What if the person comes back stronger, or with more people to try and destroy your rice paddies?"
The old man chuckled. "That's why you never show your true potential to your opponent. Always let them think you are that strong, and do not show that you are stronger, until they come back and find out that you are. And even then, do not show them your strongest powers."
So, from then on, all of my tricks and skills are not revealing of my true potential. Whether I shall ever come to a day where I must use my true potential is uncertain, but as of yet... there is still question within others on how strong I am, or the old man is. Perhaps even I do not know...
One day, when most of my training has been completed and I really had nothing to do other than work for the old man, the old lady came down again and talked to the old man.
"The fight is not going well... tyger is holding for us, but I am not sure if we will last. However, I think I might have a solution... but it seems a rather odd and strange method. Nevertheless... there was a prophecy that I had forgotten about which involves a specific being coming to this world and chaos erupting. The prophecy, I have read, continues with the departure of the being returning to his original homeland and restoring order in this world. However... it calls for an accomplice... Hoho?"
"Nope, I'm not leaving my fields for some weird trip to this kid's home. But I guess he's done anyway, so I'll let you take him away... Got all his stuff packed and everything."
I ran inside and ran out, taking out some suitcases that apparently surprised Old Lady Destiney.
"But... wait... eer... If you don't go, then who will go?" Destiney asked.
"The only one able to open doors for this kid," Hoho chuckled and pointed at the Destiney.
Destiney groaned. "How did fate choose me to become a babysitter?"
"Hey!" I said, no longer a child. "I'm a teenager now! You can't say that!!" I complained.
"O great, all the more better..." Destiney mumbled.
And so a big portal door opened up and I went back to the world of digletts and ASB Towers I had been in before. Though, not in a particularly pleasant area.
"Old Lady Destiney?" I called out into a dark moonlit alley. "Eer... where am I supposed to go? where did you go? Hello? Anyone???"
I walked around for a while, a bit tense, when suddenly I heard a charger charging from the side. I immediately stepped to the side as a blast of energy fired right by me and destroyed the brick wall I was leaning upon.
"A dark minion of my counterpart," Said an armored fellow walking out from the opening of the alley. His face soon shown upon the moonlight, as I met with my former friend, the bully, in all his shining armor.
20.3.04
ASBW Chronicles Box Logs #1: Origin of Specimens
Yea, I'm starting. I'm more or less gonna be writing this spontaneously as I'm going along, so prepare for incomplete chapters and edits and really weird sounding phrases.
I guess i can start off by saying that, like many beings, childhood becomes fainter and fainter as time goes along, and I can only remember very little of the early days of the ASB War. I do remember that I was raised by a colony of Digletts, friendly but rigid in their caste complex. I learned many of their fashions and acquired my ever spontaneous speed by living with them, one that will certainly come to use later on in my life. I noticed, as a child, that I did not seem like the regular Diglett; for one thing, my body wasn't attached to the ground. Nevertheless, the diglett community accepted me as one of their own, and as long as I was doing my tasks, I was fine.
However, one day my Diglett community was ruined as a bunch of humans came in to destroy our underground city (at least on the surface, which wasn't much) and create what we now know as the Anime Style Battling community. Yes, this is where it all started, when our group first met... and when I first decided to rally some pokemon and cause some conflict, you know, show them what they did to the Digletts.
I remember it was a nice, sunny day as I looked out from above a building; despite having been with the digletts for most of my childhood life, I learned quickly the ways of humans, though to them I seemed nothing but an orphan. My clothes I had acquired from quickly taking a shirt and pants from some karate kid, because I thought those looked the coolest.
I jumped from the building I was standing on into a window. Once inside (a storage room), I ran throughout the whole building filling the place with voltorbs and electrodes in secretly hidden places. How did I get them? Don't ask, I don't know myself. :P What does matter was that, just as I got out of the building and was about the press the button that would make the building go boom, a person jumped over me and said "Stop! In the name of Justice!!!"
Apparently, this kid had real power and began punching me like a bully. Mean kid he was. But I ran away from him and pressed the button.
BOOM!!!
So that was the end of the ASB Tower I. But the story doesn't end there. The mean kid with kind of spiky and funny hair chased me all over the place, trying to get me as if we were playing catch or something.
And then, for reasons I did not know yet, there was a giant shriek. Me and my new friend immediately stopped our
tag game and looked over to the side as... as...
Actually, I remember it as a rather cute looking Gengar and Pikachu hybrid suddenly sprouted out on the streets and began stomping around. Being the curious kids that we were, we (of course) went to the giant Genachu, where we saw a maniac popcorn seller child laughing evilly.
"Mwahahaha!! My ASB Popcorn works! I will now RULE THE WORLD with my new popcorn invention!!! MWAHAHA!!" (Ah, the life back then, so simple and naive).
"Oh you shall not! I shall stop you!!" My friend who beat me up told the popcorn seller kid, and immediately both of them were on the floor brawling.
In the meantime, I walked over to a park where I met a cool friend who was the child of a large park owning business. Hearing how much fun me and my friend the bully and the popcorn kid were having, came out in his indiana jones suit and soon we were all running around, blowing up buildings, infesting people with infested popcorn, and just having plain childhood fun. Then, it happened.
Popcorn kid infested bully with one of his popcorns.
At first, Popcorn kid thought nothing would happen but for the bully to become nothing more than a large mind controlled minion, but in fact, the bully began to glow. He suddenly began feeling more... arrogant, and with his arrogance came some amazing powers.
"I shall defeat you injustice doers!" The bully said, and threw a ball of energy at us. We got out of the way, but the huge building that was behind us blew up and collapsed.
"Hmmm... this is bad," The popcorn kid told me and park boy. "We must use... PIZZA OF RESTORATION on him before his condition gets any worse!!! I never knew he had an allergic reaction to my popcorn."
So, the three of us tried getting the bully to eat the pizza, but it was really hard. The bully kept on trying to blow us up, and we thought our war would never end until...
It came... as a child I was told of the legend, but never thought it would actually be true... It was...
The Flying Diglett.
And it talked to us. It made the bully back to what he was before and it told us...
"Actually, I'm supposed to be the Voice, who comes in later in these chronicles, but for the early days I decided to take a more child friendly view, so I took the image of a flying diglett. Now, children, what I have to tell you is very important, so listen up. You children are still too early to understand the capability of your powers, and for that it is dangerous. Just look at what you have done to this city..."
"I," the bully stated with a smirk, "was not destroying it. I was merely protecting it."
"Yea," I giggled back. "You were the one who blew up half of the city."
"ENOUGH! Children! There is time when all of you shall meet again, but it is not now. For now, I shall send you two, Salvester2 the shadekeeper, themysteriousbox the warkeeper, out, and there shall be peace in this world. But beware, Kinlap the peacekeeper and PMA the lightkeeper, they will be back one day..."
TMB the kid: Wait wait wait! Cut!! *looks to narrator* That sounds so corny do you know that?
Narrator: Oh shut up, you're not telling the story, you try making something up 10 PM in the night
TMB the kid: arrrrg. hopefully you'll edit and put something less corny in. Continue!!
So, in essence from the flying diglett, our new group of friends was split to different worlds. I have heard that popcorn kid may have went to a planet called Char to visit some relatives. I, on the other hand, landed in a forest, where I met an old man that shall forever change the style of battle. Not that I had much of a style before.
TMB the kid: OK CUT!! That was lame. It better get better later on.
Narrator: it should it should!! just wait!
I guess i can start off by saying that, like many beings, childhood becomes fainter and fainter as time goes along, and I can only remember very little of the early days of the ASB War. I do remember that I was raised by a colony of Digletts, friendly but rigid in their caste complex. I learned many of their fashions and acquired my ever spontaneous speed by living with them, one that will certainly come to use later on in my life. I noticed, as a child, that I did not seem like the regular Diglett; for one thing, my body wasn't attached to the ground. Nevertheless, the diglett community accepted me as one of their own, and as long as I was doing my tasks, I was fine.
However, one day my Diglett community was ruined as a bunch of humans came in to destroy our underground city (at least on the surface, which wasn't much) and create what we now know as the Anime Style Battling community. Yes, this is where it all started, when our group first met... and when I first decided to rally some pokemon and cause some conflict, you know, show them what they did to the Digletts.
I remember it was a nice, sunny day as I looked out from above a building; despite having been with the digletts for most of my childhood life, I learned quickly the ways of humans, though to them I seemed nothing but an orphan. My clothes I had acquired from quickly taking a shirt and pants from some karate kid, because I thought those looked the coolest.
I jumped from the building I was standing on into a window. Once inside (a storage room), I ran throughout the whole building filling the place with voltorbs and electrodes in secretly hidden places. How did I get them? Don't ask, I don't know myself. :P What does matter was that, just as I got out of the building and was about the press the button that would make the building go boom, a person jumped over me and said "Stop! In the name of Justice!!!"
Apparently, this kid had real power and began punching me like a bully. Mean kid he was. But I ran away from him and pressed the button.
BOOM!!!
So that was the end of the ASB Tower I. But the story doesn't end there. The mean kid with kind of spiky and funny hair chased me all over the place, trying to get me as if we were playing catch or something.
And then, for reasons I did not know yet, there was a giant shriek. Me and my new friend immediately stopped our
tag game and looked over to the side as... as...
Actually, I remember it as a rather cute looking Gengar and Pikachu hybrid suddenly sprouted out on the streets and began stomping around. Being the curious kids that we were, we (of course) went to the giant Genachu, where we saw a maniac popcorn seller child laughing evilly.
"Mwahahaha!! My ASB Popcorn works! I will now RULE THE WORLD with my new popcorn invention!!! MWAHAHA!!" (Ah, the life back then, so simple and naive).
"Oh you shall not! I shall stop you!!" My friend who beat me up told the popcorn seller kid, and immediately both of them were on the floor brawling.
In the meantime, I walked over to a park where I met a cool friend who was the child of a large park owning business. Hearing how much fun me and my friend the bully and the popcorn kid were having, came out in his indiana jones suit and soon we were all running around, blowing up buildings, infesting people with infested popcorn, and just having plain childhood fun. Then, it happened.
Popcorn kid infested bully with one of his popcorns.
At first, Popcorn kid thought nothing would happen but for the bully to become nothing more than a large mind controlled minion, but in fact, the bully began to glow. He suddenly began feeling more... arrogant, and with his arrogance came some amazing powers.
"I shall defeat you injustice doers!" The bully said, and threw a ball of energy at us. We got out of the way, but the huge building that was behind us blew up and collapsed.
"Hmmm... this is bad," The popcorn kid told me and park boy. "We must use... PIZZA OF RESTORATION on him before his condition gets any worse!!! I never knew he had an allergic reaction to my popcorn."
So, the three of us tried getting the bully to eat the pizza, but it was really hard. The bully kept on trying to blow us up, and we thought our war would never end until...
It came... as a child I was told of the legend, but never thought it would actually be true... It was...
The Flying Diglett.
And it talked to us. It made the bully back to what he was before and it told us...
"Actually, I'm supposed to be the Voice, who comes in later in these chronicles, but for the early days I decided to take a more child friendly view, so I took the image of a flying diglett. Now, children, what I have to tell you is very important, so listen up. You children are still too early to understand the capability of your powers, and for that it is dangerous. Just look at what you have done to this city..."
"I," the bully stated with a smirk, "was not destroying it. I was merely protecting it."
"Yea," I giggled back. "You were the one who blew up half of the city."
"ENOUGH! Children! There is time when all of you shall meet again, but it is not now. For now, I shall send you two, Salvester2 the shadekeeper, themysteriousbox the warkeeper, out, and there shall be peace in this world. But beware, Kinlap the peacekeeper and PMA the lightkeeper, they will be back one day..."
TMB the kid: Wait wait wait! Cut!! *looks to narrator* That sounds so corny do you know that?
Narrator: Oh shut up, you're not telling the story, you try making something up 10 PM in the night
TMB the kid: arrrrg. hopefully you'll edit and put something less corny in. Continue!!
So, in essence from the flying diglett, our new group of friends was split to different worlds. I have heard that popcorn kid may have went to a planet called Char to visit some relatives. I, on the other hand, landed in a forest, where I met an old man that shall forever change the style of battle. Not that I had much of a style before.
TMB the kid: OK CUT!! That was lame. It better get better later on.
Narrator: it should it should!! just wait!
19.3.04
Statistics show...
that only 1 out 5 people truly got the puns not long after I started the pun chain. Another 2 were rather slow, but eventually got it; The other 2 had the puns fly right over their heads.
RO gets credit for being the first one to get it, and being the only one to give the "man, you're such a nerd" face:
TheMysteriousBox: yo RO
RiOrius: Aye?
TheMysteriousBox: ever thought of majoring in mathematics?
RiOrius: Considered it, but I doubt it; either Comp Sci or engineering are my current plans.
TheMysteriousBox: well, it has its positives and negatives, though
RiOrius: Mathematics only really sets you up to be a math professor, right?
TheMysteriousBox: it has roots to many of your answers
TheMysteriousBox: I myself am interested in imaginary numbers
TheMysteriousBox: though I hear its a complex field
RiOrius: Is this just a list of puns about math?
TheMysteriousBox: no, I'm just pondering the problem of my career
TheMysteriousBox: though I think by pursuing a degree in math I can head towards the right angle
RiOrius: Hardee har har.
TheMysteriousBox: you have little sense of math humor. :P
TheMysteriousBox: or maybe it's be cosine acute.
TheMysteriousBox: are you absolutely tired of my conversation?
TheMysteriousBox: should I differentiate my conversation to more subjects?
TheMysteriousBox: or should I integrate them together?
RiOrius: -.-'
TheMysteriousBox: hey, thinking up these puns take force x acceleration, you know
TheMysteriousBox: takes*
TheMysteriousBox: you should give a little extra credit to me :P
TheMysteriousBox: o I am REAL bad in physics XD
Sal2 gets the credit for having the longest conversation with math puns and has the fame of actually breaking my chain, though he had absolutely (no pun intended) no clue what I was doing at all.
TheMysteriousBox: Say, have you ever thought of majoring in mathematics?
Numberonemole: No, it sounds boring and linear
TheMysteriousBox: well, it has its positives and negatives
Numberonemole: To boring for me
TheMysteriousBox: though I particularly am interested in imaginary numbers
TheMysteriousBox: however, I hear its a complex field
TheMysteriousBox: you know, I think a degree in math may point me in the right angle
Numberonemole: Numbers are number, they serve a purpose I know, but not real enough
TheMysteriousBox: after all, it does give you the roots to all your answers
Numberonemole: I think all the real advances in science come from the field
TheMysteriousBox: you can really integrate it into your life
Numberonemole: Not punching in number, but actually doing things
Numberonemole: That is why I have always wanted to be a paleoarcheologist
TheMysteriousBox: but math can be differentiated into many different types
Numberonemole: But it still involved just using numbers..not real enough
TheMysteriousBox: well, nothing is ever absolute
Numberonemole: I perfer touching things, actually seeing them, not imagining them in a perfect system with numbers and such
Numberonemole: I mean, number make space travel sound boring..with their formulas and stuff..I mean space travels..numbers become just...well numbers..after a while
Numberonemole: I thought you wanted to be a brain surgen *cannot spell word so I won't try*
Numberonemole: *pokes Boxo* You still their?
TheMysteriousBox: math is tangible
Numberonemole: I know this
Numberonemole: However, it is generally not "math is tangible" , it is "math can be tangible"
TheMysteriousBox: well, everything real is still relative
TheMysteriousBox: so what may be absolute may actually be negative
Numberonemole: I perfer things to appear real. I perfer to touch things
Numberonemole: TO actually find things *Indiana Jones music plays*
TheMysteriousBox: but math solves all your problems
TheMysteriousBox: gets down to the root of it all
Numberonemole: I perfer to live wildly
Numberonemole: WO number
TheMysteriousBox: many people can live with the chaos theory
TheMysteriousBox: its quite a variable life
Numberonemole: I don't like formulas to decide my life
TheMysteriousBox: but you must formulate how you spend your time
Numberonemole: Why
TheMysteriousBox: or else you may end up with zero
Numberonemole: Whats wrong with being random
TheMysteriousBox: you can still work with randomness
Numberonemole: I'll take my chances with Zero
Numberonemole: While zero my mean bad, living wildly is much fun
TheMysteriousBox: its highly probable.
Numberonemole: Eventually all of us will reach zero no matter what
Numberonemole: Just depends when and how and where
TheMysteriousBox: alas, that is the sequence of life
TheMysteriousBox: but even the most random acts can be calculated
Numberonemole: Yes, and I really don't want my life to be a math problem
TheMysteriousBox: but you may solve it for your answers
Numberonemole: Why use math to solve my problems
Numberonemole: When I can find the answers my self
Numberonemole: One might be more effencient...but much less fun
Numberonemole: And the other is an adventure
Numberonemole: Aw man..I sound like an idealist
TheMysteriousBox: well, the mind is a complex equation
Numberonemole: Some more than others...
TheMysteriousBox: you must use your imaginary numbers to make your ideas real
TheMysteriousBox: or at least, integrate them
TheMysteriousBox: stuck, cosine too acute for u?
Numberonemole: Huh?
Numberonemole: I am talking to a couple people
Numberonemole: I didn't know you talked
Numberonemole: Hm
TheMysteriousBox: your idea of life is a hyperbole
TheMysteriousBox: you must simplify it
Numberonemole: You can use imaginary numbers to make ideas real, or you can use trail error/seek help/find another way
Numberonemole: Why simplyfy it?
TheMysteriousBox: very well
Numberonemole: Err...simplify
TheMysteriousBox: but it will be hard to work with
Numberonemole: But much more fun
TheMysteriousBox: if you are a mathematican. :-)
Numberonemole: If I let math problems decide my life..that doesn't sound like a life
Numberonemole: That sounds like Algebra class
TheMysteriousBox: life is just one big problem isn't it
Numberonemole: For some people no
Numberonemole: PA doesn't seem to have to many problems to deal with
Numberonemole: For some people, life is unsolvable methinks
TheMysteriousBox: PA is an imaginary figure.
Numberonemole: I PA teh person
Numberonemole: Not PA the RP dude
TheMysteriousBox: as is many of his characters
Numberonemole: I just say PA and PA interchanably
TheMysteriousBox: I'm not sure if you can substitute those two variables
Numberonemole: One seems just as unreal as the other 2
Numberonemole: But one has to exsist.
Numberonemole: Now which one is real..the arrogent person..or teh one who sits at computer most of day
TheMysteriousBox: or maybe they exist when they are integrated together
TheMysteriousBox: when differentiated, they are imaginary.
Numberonemole: Hmmm
Numberonemole: No, one can fly, I don't think Rob can
TheMysteriousBox: but without imaginary, there is no real
Numberonemole: How can you know that? Maybe real is always their, even if we can't imagine
TheMysteriousBox: without imaginary, there would be no PMA we know of
TheMysteriousBox: without real, there would be know imaginary we know of
Numberonemole: I never said Imagining isn't real
Numberonemole: But can real exsist with imgination..I think so
TheMysteriousBox: no, do you realize
Numberonemole: Not to much
TheMysteriousBox: without PMA's imagination, we would never have seen the real PMA
TheMysteriousBox: *curse you you broke my line of puns*
Numberonemole: Huh?
TheMysteriousBox: ...
Numberonemole: Line O' puns?
TheMysteriousBox: your mind is highly simplified, it should be more complex
Numberonemole: WTF?
Numberonemole: Why is my mind simple?
TheMysteriousBox: you must solve the determinant
TheMysteriousBox: I must go solve my own problems.
Numberonemole: I think real life can exsist without imagine..ants seem to know anout reality, evewn though they are incapible of abstract thought
Auto response from TheMysteriousBox: finding the roots of life
Numberonemole: Now what could that mean?
Numberonemole: Hey..put that shovel down..leave that tree alone!!
Numberonemole: Hmm..roots of life
Numberonemole: Now what could boxo be doing...
Numberonemole: Finding roots of life is kinda vague
Numberonemole: He could be doing it to sound all "mysterious" and such...for all I know boxo could be eating...
Numberonemole: Or, perhapes he is "pacing" and thinking..err..calling me simple..ouchy
Other three were more short. Not as entertaining, but quite fun in its own ways.
TheMysteriousBox: ever thought of majoring in mathematics?
MaztaChief117: why?
TheMysteriousBox: well, it has its positives and negatives
MaztaChief117: ?
TheMysteriousBox: I mean, you can find the roots to all your questions
MaztaChief117: heh
TheMysteriousBox: I myself am particularly interested in imaginary numberes
TheMysteriousBox: though I heard its a complex field
TheMysteriousBox: but nevertheless I believe a degree in mathematics will head me towards the right angle
MaztaChief117: intended pun?
TheMysteriousBox: you have no sense of math humor :P
TheMysteriousBox: or maybe its just be cosine acute
MaztaChief117: lol
MaztaChief117: Do greek cows say 'mew?'
MaztaChief117: there is some math humore
MaztaChief117: *humor
TheMysteriousBox: weak :P
TheMysteriousBox: you need to integrate your skills with more knowledge
TheMysteriousBox: Prof, ever thought of majoring in mathematics?
ProfJbWolf: Gah, lord no
TheMysteriousBox: but it really has its positives and negatives
TheMysteriousBox: you can roots to your answers
TheMysteriousBox: a good area to go into is imaginary numbers
TheMysteriousBox: though I hear its a complex field
TheMysteriousBox: but you should try for mathematics, integrate it into your life
TheMysteriousBox: getting a degree can really put you in the right angle of your career
ProfJbWolf: *Blinks* Owning a restaurant/inn/pub?
TheMysteriousBox: you can certainly set the dimensions of your foundation :P
TheMysteriousBox: hey, have you ever thought of pursuing a career in math?
SongstressLenne9: hell no
TheMysteriousBox: well
TheMysteriousBox: I suggest you should
TheMysteriousBox: I mean, it has its positives and negatives
SongstressLenne9: ...
SongstressLenne9: you haven't seen my math skill then
TheMysteriousBox: and it can show the roots of all your answers
SongstressLenne9: or lack of :p
TheMysteriousBox: well I suggest taking a look at imaginary numbers
TheMysteriousBox: I heard its a complex field, but you can manage
SongstressLenne9: what exactly am i sending to you?
TheMysteriousBox: a degree in math can really put you in the right angle of things
SongstressLenne9: is that a pun?
TheMysteriousBox: perhaps
TheMysteriousBox: cosine acute at these things
TheMysteriousBox: could you differentiate that?
SongstressLenne9: no
TheMysteriousBox: its really just simplifying
SongstressLenne9: coh...cosine = opposite over adjacent
TheMysteriousBox: to single variable terms
Beware the geekness. It pervades.
EDIT: The ultimate show of ignorance. From a super math whiz too.
TheMysteriousBox: Carryll, you're good at math
TiGrBabY99: lol thanks for overflowing my cell
TiGrBabY99: uh
TheMysteriousBox: ever thought of majoring in mathematics?
TiGrBabY99: why
TiGrBabY99: lol no
TheMysteriousBox: I was just thinking
TiGrBabY99: hehe why
TheMysteriousBox: because it has its positives and negatives
TiGrBabY99: yea...
TheMysteriousBox: I mean, you can integrate into real life and find the roots of all your answers
TheMysteriousBox: but at times, it could also be a problem
TiGrBabY99: hehe yea it could be problems...
TheMysteriousBox: you what's real interesting? imaginary numbers
TiGrBabY99: haha
TheMysteriousBox: I heard its a complex field
TiGrBabY99: why
TiGrBabY99: i dont know though~ i dont think i would be happy doing mathematics all the time
TiGrBabY99: i like to create things
TiGrBabY99: hopefully i can be like a designer or something too
TheMysteriousBox: though I really think if I tried to pursue a degree in mathematics, it could set me in the right angle
TheMysteriousBox: just got to differentiate between the different fields
TheMysteriousBox: probability seems highly unlikely for me
TheMysteriousBox: I need to be real determinant to work with matrices
TiGrBabY99: ooh
TiGrBabY99: would u really want to though?
TheMysteriousBox: I guess it could be a variable life
TiGrBabY99: i mean u WOULD have plenty of things offered for you if u do math
TheMysteriousBox: I dunno, I could always go for a binomial degree
TiGrBabY99: yea..
TiGrBabY99: i dont know though
TiGrBabY99: personally i dont think you would be happy doing that...
TheMysteriousBox: the degree value is yet unknown
TiGrBabY99: hehe yea
RO gets credit for being the first one to get it, and being the only one to give the "man, you're such a nerd" face:
TheMysteriousBox: yo RO
RiOrius: Aye?
TheMysteriousBox: ever thought of majoring in mathematics?
RiOrius: Considered it, but I doubt it; either Comp Sci or engineering are my current plans.
TheMysteriousBox: well, it has its positives and negatives, though
RiOrius: Mathematics only really sets you up to be a math professor, right?
TheMysteriousBox: it has roots to many of your answers
TheMysteriousBox: I myself am interested in imaginary numbers
TheMysteriousBox: though I hear its a complex field
RiOrius: Is this just a list of puns about math?
TheMysteriousBox: no, I'm just pondering the problem of my career
TheMysteriousBox: though I think by pursuing a degree in math I can head towards the right angle
RiOrius: Hardee har har.
TheMysteriousBox: you have little sense of math humor. :P
TheMysteriousBox: or maybe it's be cosine acute.
TheMysteriousBox: are you absolutely tired of my conversation?
TheMysteriousBox: should I differentiate my conversation to more subjects?
TheMysteriousBox: or should I integrate them together?
RiOrius: -.-'
TheMysteriousBox: hey, thinking up these puns take force x acceleration, you know
TheMysteriousBox: takes*
TheMysteriousBox: you should give a little extra credit to me :P
TheMysteriousBox: o I am REAL bad in physics XD
Sal2 gets the credit for having the longest conversation with math puns and has the fame of actually breaking my chain, though he had absolutely (no pun intended) no clue what I was doing at all.
TheMysteriousBox: Say, have you ever thought of majoring in mathematics?
Numberonemole: No, it sounds boring and linear
TheMysteriousBox: well, it has its positives and negatives
Numberonemole: To boring for me
TheMysteriousBox: though I particularly am interested in imaginary numbers
TheMysteriousBox: however, I hear its a complex field
TheMysteriousBox: you know, I think a degree in math may point me in the right angle
Numberonemole: Numbers are number, they serve a purpose I know, but not real enough
TheMysteriousBox: after all, it does give you the roots to all your answers
Numberonemole: I think all the real advances in science come from the field
TheMysteriousBox: you can really integrate it into your life
Numberonemole: Not punching in number, but actually doing things
Numberonemole: That is why I have always wanted to be a paleoarcheologist
TheMysteriousBox: but math can be differentiated into many different types
Numberonemole: But it still involved just using numbers..not real enough
TheMysteriousBox: well, nothing is ever absolute
Numberonemole: I perfer touching things, actually seeing them, not imagining them in a perfect system with numbers and such
Numberonemole: I mean, number make space travel sound boring..with their formulas and stuff..I mean space travels..numbers become just...well numbers..after a while
Numberonemole: I thought you wanted to be a brain surgen *cannot spell word so I won't try*
Numberonemole: *pokes Boxo* You still their?
TheMysteriousBox: math is tangible
Numberonemole: I know this
Numberonemole: However, it is generally not "math is tangible" , it is "math can be tangible"
TheMysteriousBox: well, everything real is still relative
TheMysteriousBox: so what may be absolute may actually be negative
Numberonemole: I perfer things to appear real. I perfer to touch things
Numberonemole: TO actually find things *Indiana Jones music plays*
TheMysteriousBox: but math solves all your problems
TheMysteriousBox: gets down to the root of it all
Numberonemole: I perfer to live wildly
Numberonemole: WO number
TheMysteriousBox: many people can live with the chaos theory
TheMysteriousBox: its quite a variable life
Numberonemole: I don't like formulas to decide my life
TheMysteriousBox: but you must formulate how you spend your time
Numberonemole: Why
TheMysteriousBox: or else you may end up with zero
Numberonemole: Whats wrong with being random
TheMysteriousBox: you can still work with randomness
Numberonemole: I'll take my chances with Zero
Numberonemole: While zero my mean bad, living wildly is much fun
TheMysteriousBox: its highly probable.
Numberonemole: Eventually all of us will reach zero no matter what
Numberonemole: Just depends when and how and where
TheMysteriousBox: alas, that is the sequence of life
TheMysteriousBox: but even the most random acts can be calculated
Numberonemole: Yes, and I really don't want my life to be a math problem
TheMysteriousBox: but you may solve it for your answers
Numberonemole: Why use math to solve my problems
Numberonemole: When I can find the answers my self
Numberonemole: One might be more effencient...but much less fun
Numberonemole: And the other is an adventure
Numberonemole: Aw man..I sound like an idealist
TheMysteriousBox: well, the mind is a complex equation
Numberonemole: Some more than others...
TheMysteriousBox: you must use your imaginary numbers to make your ideas real
TheMysteriousBox: or at least, integrate them
TheMysteriousBox: stuck, cosine too acute for u?
Numberonemole: Huh?
Numberonemole: I am talking to a couple people
Numberonemole: I didn't know you talked
Numberonemole: Hm
TheMysteriousBox: your idea of life is a hyperbole
TheMysteriousBox: you must simplify it
Numberonemole: You can use imaginary numbers to make ideas real, or you can use trail error/seek help/find another way
Numberonemole: Why simplyfy it?
TheMysteriousBox: very well
Numberonemole: Err...simplify
TheMysteriousBox: but it will be hard to work with
Numberonemole: But much more fun
TheMysteriousBox: if you are a mathematican. :-)
Numberonemole: If I let math problems decide my life..that doesn't sound like a life
Numberonemole: That sounds like Algebra class
TheMysteriousBox: life is just one big problem isn't it
Numberonemole: For some people no
Numberonemole: PA doesn't seem to have to many problems to deal with
Numberonemole: For some people, life is unsolvable methinks
TheMysteriousBox: PA is an imaginary figure.
Numberonemole: I PA teh person
Numberonemole: Not PA the RP dude
TheMysteriousBox: as is many of his characters
Numberonemole: I just say PA and PA interchanably
TheMysteriousBox: I'm not sure if you can substitute those two variables
Numberonemole: One seems just as unreal as the other 2
Numberonemole: But one has to exsist.
Numberonemole: Now which one is real..the arrogent person..or teh one who sits at computer most of day
TheMysteriousBox: or maybe they exist when they are integrated together
TheMysteriousBox: when differentiated, they are imaginary.
Numberonemole: Hmmm
Numberonemole: No, one can fly, I don't think Rob can
TheMysteriousBox: but without imaginary, there is no real
Numberonemole: How can you know that? Maybe real is always their, even if we can't imagine
TheMysteriousBox: without imaginary, there would be no PMA we know of
TheMysteriousBox: without real, there would be know imaginary we know of
Numberonemole: I never said Imagining isn't real
Numberonemole: But can real exsist with imgination..I think so
TheMysteriousBox: no, do you realize
Numberonemole: Not to much
TheMysteriousBox: without PMA's imagination, we would never have seen the real PMA
TheMysteriousBox: *curse you you broke my line of puns*
Numberonemole: Huh?
TheMysteriousBox: ...
Numberonemole: Line O' puns?
TheMysteriousBox: your mind is highly simplified, it should be more complex
Numberonemole: WTF?
Numberonemole: Why is my mind simple?
TheMysteriousBox: you must solve the determinant
TheMysteriousBox: I must go solve my own problems.
Numberonemole: I think real life can exsist without imagine..ants seem to know anout reality, evewn though they are incapible of abstract thought
Auto response from TheMysteriousBox: finding the roots of life
Numberonemole: Now what could that mean?
Numberonemole: Hey..put that shovel down..leave that tree alone!!
Numberonemole: Hmm..roots of life
Numberonemole: Now what could boxo be doing...
Numberonemole: Finding roots of life is kinda vague
Numberonemole: He could be doing it to sound all "mysterious" and such...for all I know boxo could be eating...
Numberonemole: Or, perhapes he is "pacing" and thinking..err..calling me simple..ouchy
Other three were more short. Not as entertaining, but quite fun in its own ways.
TheMysteriousBox: ever thought of majoring in mathematics?
MaztaChief117: why?
TheMysteriousBox: well, it has its positives and negatives
MaztaChief117: ?
TheMysteriousBox: I mean, you can find the roots to all your questions
MaztaChief117: heh
TheMysteriousBox: I myself am particularly interested in imaginary numberes
TheMysteriousBox: though I heard its a complex field
TheMysteriousBox: but nevertheless I believe a degree in mathematics will head me towards the right angle
MaztaChief117: intended pun?
TheMysteriousBox: you have no sense of math humor :P
TheMysteriousBox: or maybe its just be cosine acute
MaztaChief117: lol
MaztaChief117: Do greek cows say 'mew?'
MaztaChief117: there is some math humore
MaztaChief117: *humor
TheMysteriousBox: weak :P
TheMysteriousBox: you need to integrate your skills with more knowledge
TheMysteriousBox: Prof, ever thought of majoring in mathematics?
ProfJbWolf: Gah, lord no
TheMysteriousBox: but it really has its positives and negatives
TheMysteriousBox: you can roots to your answers
TheMysteriousBox: a good area to go into is imaginary numbers
TheMysteriousBox: though I hear its a complex field
TheMysteriousBox: but you should try for mathematics, integrate it into your life
TheMysteriousBox: getting a degree can really put you in the right angle of your career
ProfJbWolf: *Blinks* Owning a restaurant/inn/pub?
TheMysteriousBox: you can certainly set the dimensions of your foundation :P
TheMysteriousBox: hey, have you ever thought of pursuing a career in math?
SongstressLenne9: hell no
TheMysteriousBox: well
TheMysteriousBox: I suggest you should
TheMysteriousBox: I mean, it has its positives and negatives
SongstressLenne9: ...
SongstressLenne9: you haven't seen my math skill then
TheMysteriousBox: and it can show the roots of all your answers
SongstressLenne9: or lack of :p
TheMysteriousBox: well I suggest taking a look at imaginary numbers
TheMysteriousBox: I heard its a complex field, but you can manage
SongstressLenne9: what exactly am i sending to you?
TheMysteriousBox: a degree in math can really put you in the right angle of things
SongstressLenne9: is that a pun?
TheMysteriousBox: perhaps
TheMysteriousBox: cosine acute at these things
TheMysteriousBox: could you differentiate that?
SongstressLenne9: no
TheMysteriousBox: its really just simplifying
SongstressLenne9: coh...cosine = opposite over adjacent
TheMysteriousBox: to single variable terms
Beware the geekness. It pervades.
EDIT: The ultimate show of ignorance. From a super math whiz too.
TheMysteriousBox: Carryll, you're good at math
TiGrBabY99: lol thanks for overflowing my cell
TiGrBabY99: uh
TheMysteriousBox: ever thought of majoring in mathematics?
TiGrBabY99: why
TiGrBabY99: lol no
TheMysteriousBox: I was just thinking
TiGrBabY99: hehe why
TheMysteriousBox: because it has its positives and negatives
TiGrBabY99: yea...
TheMysteriousBox: I mean, you can integrate into real life and find the roots of all your answers
TheMysteriousBox: but at times, it could also be a problem
TiGrBabY99: hehe yea it could be problems...
TheMysteriousBox: you what's real interesting? imaginary numbers
TiGrBabY99: haha
TheMysteriousBox: I heard its a complex field
TiGrBabY99: why
TiGrBabY99: i dont know though~ i dont think i would be happy doing mathematics all the time
TiGrBabY99: i like to create things
TiGrBabY99: hopefully i can be like a designer or something too
TheMysteriousBox: though I really think if I tried to pursue a degree in mathematics, it could set me in the right angle
TheMysteriousBox: just got to differentiate between the different fields
TheMysteriousBox: probability seems highly unlikely for me
TheMysteriousBox: I need to be real determinant to work with matrices
TiGrBabY99: ooh
TiGrBabY99: would u really want to though?
TheMysteriousBox: I guess it could be a variable life
TiGrBabY99: i mean u WOULD have plenty of things offered for you if u do math
TheMysteriousBox: I dunno, I could always go for a binomial degree
TiGrBabY99: yea..
TiGrBabY99: i dont know though
TiGrBabY99: personally i dont think you would be happy doing that...
TheMysteriousBox: the degree value is yet unknown
TiGrBabY99: hehe yea
14.3.04
Irony perserveres in the ASB Vets group
Numberonemole: I could to something cheap, but no...
TheMysteriousBox: eer
TheMysteriousBox: are you actually being nice to me? :o
Numberonemole: I dunlike cheapness
TheMysteriousBox: I thought you like winning more than you dislike cheapness :P
Numberonemole: I am a bad guy with an honor code, darnit
Numberonemole: I gota keep up my image
...Now compare that with PMA.
What a curious group of teammates we have. :P
TheMysteriousBox: eer
TheMysteriousBox: are you actually being nice to me? :o
Numberonemole: I dunlike cheapness
TheMysteriousBox: I thought you like winning more than you dislike cheapness :P
Numberonemole: I am a bad guy with an honor code, darnit
Numberonemole: I gota keep up my image
...Now compare that with PMA.
What a curious group of teammates we have. :P
11.3.04
You Thought it would never come! PJBW!!
Yes Yes, best for last, correct? Or is the lateness just an annoying symbol for the most vexing habit of his?
So, as if you haven't figured out what this vexing habit is yet, you haven't been around PJBW long enough. Or at least, long enough to get a response from him. A deep thinker he is, and nothing bad in that. Though you really wish he'd tell you something when he goes afk or is just having a "deep thought which will take half an hour" moment rather than spontaneously leaving a conversation as much as I spontaneously make one. Now, I wouldn't blame one or two instances where perhaps, the mother suddenly drags the kid off the comp and forces him outside, or the occasional computer crash, but in the very least, even in the most desperate times where a parent calls you out, a mere quick "brb" will suffice.
Aside from his slowness and procrastination, he's a very intelligent and entertaining man to talk with. Knows most issues going around, a fairly wide imagination, and of course, a fellow anime lover. However, he isn't the most strategic and cunning person around, especially when it comes to chess. Not only does he take forever on his moves, but even with all that he thinks up he still makes the largest blunders in the ASB Vets Chess club. But I don't give up hope for him. After all, I was also quite idiotic at chess during my early years, about the same time as PJBW. I hope, however, that he'll learn how to correct his mistakes soon enough.
Is PJBW somewhat of a perfectionist? It probably accounts for his slowness. He pays annoyingly articulate attention to detail, annoying mainly in that he takes so long in thinking what detail to post when 99% of the chance we'll probably usually skim over it anyway and just get the main gist of his post. But o well, there are people like that, and I don't dislike, I just satirize. As seen be Lt. Watts in the (now pretty much dead) RPG, He takes time on everything to make it look "cool" but at the same expense wasting a heck of a lot of time.
Having been with PJBW for several years, you really learn how hard it is to tell him to do something. Nowadays, its more entertaining to exaggerate on his slowness, though this does irritate him quite a bit. But no matter how long we have to wait, most of us ASB Vets can still agree they'll hold their patience just for our fellow professor. :)
Now that my last ASB Vets character has been critiqued by me, I plan to write up a little something about our history. No, it won't be completely accurate based on ASB War history, but it shall be more interesting and consistent than the ASB War, and a heck of a lot less biased than PMA's version (I won't make you look bad, PMA... well, not THAT bad, not as bad as you make Sal2 or I look in your fanfics, no offense :P).
So, as if you haven't figured out what this vexing habit is yet, you haven't been around PJBW long enough. Or at least, long enough to get a response from him. A deep thinker he is, and nothing bad in that. Though you really wish he'd tell you something when he goes afk or is just having a "deep thought which will take half an hour" moment rather than spontaneously leaving a conversation as much as I spontaneously make one. Now, I wouldn't blame one or two instances where perhaps, the mother suddenly drags the kid off the comp and forces him outside, or the occasional computer crash, but in the very least, even in the most desperate times where a parent calls you out, a mere quick "brb" will suffice.
Aside from his slowness and procrastination, he's a very intelligent and entertaining man to talk with. Knows most issues going around, a fairly wide imagination, and of course, a fellow anime lover. However, he isn't the most strategic and cunning person around, especially when it comes to chess. Not only does he take forever on his moves, but even with all that he thinks up he still makes the largest blunders in the ASB Vets Chess club. But I don't give up hope for him. After all, I was also quite idiotic at chess during my early years, about the same time as PJBW. I hope, however, that he'll learn how to correct his mistakes soon enough.
Is PJBW somewhat of a perfectionist? It probably accounts for his slowness. He pays annoyingly articulate attention to detail, annoying mainly in that he takes so long in thinking what detail to post when 99% of the chance we'll probably usually skim over it anyway and just get the main gist of his post. But o well, there are people like that, and I don't dislike, I just satirize. As seen be Lt. Watts in the (now pretty much dead) RPG, He takes time on everything to make it look "cool" but at the same expense wasting a heck of a lot of time.
Having been with PJBW for several years, you really learn how hard it is to tell him to do something. Nowadays, its more entertaining to exaggerate on his slowness, though this does irritate him quite a bit. But no matter how long we have to wait, most of us ASB Vets can still agree they'll hold their patience just for our fellow professor. :)
Now that my last ASB Vets character has been critiqued by me, I plan to write up a little something about our history. No, it won't be completely accurate based on ASB War history, but it shall be more interesting and consistent than the ASB War, and a heck of a lot less biased than PMA's version (I won't make you look bad, PMA... well, not THAT bad, not as bad as you make Sal2 or I look in your fanfics, no offense :P).
29.2.04
Animal Behavior
This session in Bio we're learning about Animal Behavior, and then something interesting struck me: how intriguing that we can observe how other animals behave in ways of survival, that, in the same sense, we do much the same.
Out of behavior and "survival of the fittest", it comes down to two issues: survival of the individual or survival of the species. Well. Survival of the species for humans we can easily rule out: unless a meteor hits us and we all perish, its pretty darn sure a population of 6 billion will last for quite a while.
Which leads to human individual survival instinct. How do we do this? Because you know, part of survival is surviving from each other. Humans no longer have any real predators to fear but himself. How have humans adapted this far, now that they've become such a predominant species? Well the answer is quite easy: We've learned to semi-control ourselves by blasting the heck out of each other. Yes, this involves "War", if you want to use the human term for it. There is indication of this in other species, such as Wolves and such, that will fight till the death, though not necessarily used as a survival of the individual nor a population control method. Its more towards "the strong will survive on" I suppose. Unfortunately for us, both the strong and weak are continuing to live on, making it quite a crowded place.
Is there a point to go with this post? Absolutely not. However, it should probably be concluded that War is no more than just human instinct for survival. After all, its a competitive world, only a limited amount of food and such for so much people. What better way to beat the competition by blasting someone's head off?
Another interesting aspect of human survival might just be homosexual beings. Now, I'm not supporting them no more than I support war, nor do I completely denounce them. I beg to remain neutral on both issues of War and homosexuality. However, since in this process no children are being born, this slight defect may turn to be an evolutionary advance, at least temporarily, for the control of the human population. Of course, I'm not going touch a homosexual man with a 10 foot pole myself, but I'm just commenting, randomly, as I usually do.
Just be happy I'm not in the mood to rant about how stupid the students at my school are. :)
Out of behavior and "survival of the fittest", it comes down to two issues: survival of the individual or survival of the species. Well. Survival of the species for humans we can easily rule out: unless a meteor hits us and we all perish, its pretty darn sure a population of 6 billion will last for quite a while.
Which leads to human individual survival instinct. How do we do this? Because you know, part of survival is surviving from each other. Humans no longer have any real predators to fear but himself. How have humans adapted this far, now that they've become such a predominant species? Well the answer is quite easy: We've learned to semi-control ourselves by blasting the heck out of each other. Yes, this involves "War", if you want to use the human term for it. There is indication of this in other species, such as Wolves and such, that will fight till the death, though not necessarily used as a survival of the individual nor a population control method. Its more towards "the strong will survive on" I suppose. Unfortunately for us, both the strong and weak are continuing to live on, making it quite a crowded place.
Is there a point to go with this post? Absolutely not. However, it should probably be concluded that War is no more than just human instinct for survival. After all, its a competitive world, only a limited amount of food and such for so much people. What better way to beat the competition by blasting someone's head off?
Another interesting aspect of human survival might just be homosexual beings. Now, I'm not supporting them no more than I support war, nor do I completely denounce them. I beg to remain neutral on both issues of War and homosexuality. However, since in this process no children are being born, this slight defect may turn to be an evolutionary advance, at least temporarily, for the control of the human population. Of course, I'm not going touch a homosexual man with a 10 foot pole myself, but I'm just commenting, randomly, as I usually do.
Just be happy I'm not in the mood to rant about how stupid the students at my school are. :)
28.2.04
VOTE SAL: Presidential Interview
TheMysteriousBox: *annoying reporter sound* we now stand aside to watch as the questioner interviews our latest presidential candidate
RiOrius: Mr. Vester, how do you plan to deal with the situation in Iraq?
Numberonemole: I also plan to make the rich who have mucho money invested to like start buying stuff
Numberonemole: Nukes
Numberonemole: Napal
Numberonemole: *Napam
Numberonemole: **Napalm
RiOrius: I see... and how do you plan to deal with the ensuing UN reaction to your use of nuclear weapons on a country we already control?
Numberonemole: I plan the destroy much of world
RiOrius: Then where will we get oil?
Numberonemole: Nukes once again
Numberonemole: We shall use Hydrogen
TheMysteriousBox: *writes down notes*
RiOrius: But hydrogen isn't an energy source, it's a way of storing energy produced by other methods.
TheMysteriousBox: it isn't? but I believe you can fuse them and produce energy... LOTS of it...
Numberonemole: Yes
Numberonemole: We shall learn to stabalize Hydrogren, and if we don't, we shall used hamsters in their little spiny things for energy
TheMysteriousBox: Sal2 states that he will have top physicists on the job for it, paying good money ;-)
Numberonemole: It shalled be called "Hamster Power"
RiOrius: The idea behind hyrdogen fuel is that you separate hydrogen from oxygen in water using energy from, say, a hyrdoelectric dam. When you recombine hydrogen and oxygen, energy is released by the fusion, which is then used to power it.
Numberonemole: No money
Numberonemole: The physicists shall be forced to do it, under pain of death
TheMysteriousBox: *coughROisaphysicistcough*
Numberonemole: *coughIknowcough*
RiOrius: But then how will you keep more physicists coming into the field if only toil and hardship awaits? Who will study physics if they just become slaves?
TheMysteriousBox: >.>
TheMysteriousBox: <.<
Numberonemole: I shall find children gifted in the mind in the ways psychisists *sp* and then force them to learn all they can about it
Numberonemole: And then, they shall work
Numberonemole: They will know nothing other than physics, and they shall not know how to rebel
RiOrius: Well, but how will you identify physics-inclined children? Their parents will be sure to keep them from learning physics.
TheMysteriousBox: remember the harsh methods of Sal2's control policy?
RiOrius: Do you really have the resources at your disposal to keep everyone in the country under your thumb?
Numberonemole: Yes
Numberonemole: I shall just kill all people who oppose me
Numberonemole: Fear shall be my control
TheMysteriousBox: I do believe we have over 6000 nukes or so
Numberonemole: I shall also make robot police, who shall carry out my will
Numberonemole: I will only trust a select number of people
RiOrius: This sounds like a huge change in the country's social structure; are you sure you can affect such a change just in your four-year term?
Numberonemole: My first act of presidency will to be making the terms last 50 years
Numberonemole: I also plan to have all of congress and the senate on my payroll
RiOrius: But the President can't do that without a 2/3 majority in Congress and 3/4 ratification in states' conventions; can you really bribe that many people?
Numberonemole: Those who won't be bribed will be threatened with death
TheMysteriousBox: Well... it is possible... I mean, they ARE politicans...
RiOrius: But it's a whole frickin' lot of 'em! Some of which are on a rather local level, and thus aren't as corrupt.
RiOrius: It would take an incredible amount of money.
Numberonemole: Or alot of poison
Numberonemole: Their are other ways to bride people other than money
RiOrius: If people die, they can't vote for you!
TheMysteriousBox: they can't vote for the opponent either...
Numberonemole: I am not going to threaten the peope
Numberonemole: Well, not immedently
Numberonemole: Senate and Congress will also reciev benifits from this bill
TheMysteriousBox: I have a question: how will you impress the people with your horrid spelling errors?
Numberonemole: The "50 year Term"
Numberonemole: Microsoft Word
RiOrius: Okay, last question, then I must be off: how in the heck do you plan to get people to vote you into office with this kind of platform?
TheMysteriousBox: *thinks back to Andrew Jackson* proceed.
Numberonemole: I'll lie about my Platform
Numberonemole: *takes Ro's notepad*
RiOrius: ...but I'm interviewing you about your platform...?
RiOrius: *takes it back* Don't do that!
TheMysteriousBox: he's being honest
Numberonemole: *takes it back*
TheMysteriousBox: see how much he trusts yo?
RiOrius: *takes it back and burns it* HA!
RiOrius: Oh, wait... poo...
Numberonemole: Um
Numberonemole: Yea
Numberonemole: So, what will it take to keep you silent RO?
TheMysteriousBox: thank you for your consideration in the TAP party, RO. We hope to treat you fairly
RiOrius: Lots and lots of moolah. Loads of it.
Numberonemole: How about women?
Numberonemole: *snaps fingures*
RiOrius: Women shwomen; with enough money, I can buy women.
RiOrius: Gimme the money, I'll spend it how I please.
Numberonemole: Dammit
Numberonemole: Power?
Numberonemole: I can give you a space station
RiOrius: Money is power, fool!
RiOrius: Money money money money money.
TheMysteriousBox: I know
Numberonemole: *bonks RO on the head really hard*
TheMysteriousBox: you can be in charge of the US Bank
TheMysteriousBox: when Sal2 becomes president :P
RiOrius: ...there isn't one.
TheMysteriousBox: Federal thingy
TheMysteriousBox: the ppl that make the money :P
Numberonemole: *bonks RO again*
TheMysteriousBox: Federal Reserve there
Numberonemole: Remember the interview?
TheMysteriousBox: how's an office there sound?
TheMysteriousBox: o say... Treasurer of the country?
RiOrius: I don't trust Sal2 to give me stuff after he's already in power; he's just described a ruthless campaign. I wouldn't put it past him to backstab those who helped him rise to power.
TheMysteriousBox: (remember, its always the people behind the president that do the work ;-))
TheMysteriousBox: hmmm hmmm you make good points.
Numberonemole: *bonks RO on the head again with his tail*
Numberonemole: Stop giving box ideas!!
RiOrius: *puts on helmet*
Numberonemole: Dammit, how long does it take to give you amnisha
RiOrius: I'm immune.
Numberonemole: Right now, the TAP Party is lacking money
RiOrius: I built up an immunity over the course of several weeks.
TheMysteriousBox: (just think of it this way)
Numberonemole: We can't really give you any right now
TheMysteriousBox: ah bah
RiOrius: ...so, when can you give me money?
Numberonemole: Ummm
Numberonemole: *wisper to box* When can we give him money?
TheMysteriousBox: after presidency?
RiOrius: ...but, I don't really want to be the power behind the throne.
Numberonemole: He might tell people about this interview before then
Numberonemole: We only have one choice, we must kill him
TheMysteriousBox: I'm afraid that's also impossible
Numberonemole: Why?
TheMysteriousBox: because we need him! he's like another person to our party!
TheMysteriousBox: we'll have a 50% increase in our party's population!
Numberonemole: Look at who I am running against, Bush and Kerry
Numberonemole: ANout 2 votes will win it
RiOrius: Except I don't support your party at all.
TheMysteriousBox: Think of it to the benefit of the ASB Vets :-)
Numberonemole: 1 person will vote for Bush, one for Kerry, one for Nadar
Numberonemole: If we and you vote, we will have beaten them all
TheMysteriousBox: but there are more stupid ppl then that...
Numberonemole: *takes off RO's helmet and bonks his head again*
TheMysteriousBox: hmm you know what
Numberonemole: Ummm, I'll just eat Bush and Kerry
TheMysteriousBox: people need a leader in times of depression
RiOrius: *takes off mask and reveals other helmet hidden under mask*
TheMysteriousBox: no matter how "bad" the leader is, they need a leader in depression
TheMysteriousBox: what do you think?
Numberonemole: Look what Hitler did for Germany when they were in a depression
RiOrius: ...why are Americans depressed?
Numberonemole: He turned them into a thriving economy
Numberonemole: Because Martha Steward is having a lawsuit
TheMysteriousBox: BECAUSE THEY NEED MONEY!!!
TheMysteriousBox: EXACTLY!!!!!
TheMysteriousBox: With Sal2 as a strong leader, EVERYONE can flourish!
Numberonemole: Or die
Numberonemole: Flourish or die are their options
RiOrius: Again, like Hitler.
Numberonemole: Minus the moustach
TheMysteriousBox: *will post this convo in my blog* :-)
Numberonemole: *waves hi to People in box's blog*
TheMysteriousBox: Hitler never existed....
TheMysteriousBox: There's no such thing as Germany....
Numberonemole: *whacks RO on head again*
TheMysteriousBox: True Fantasy Online looks cool.
TheMysteriousBox: eer, sounds cool.
RiOrius: Haven't heard of it, but before I get drawn into more conversation, I must go to bed.
RiOrius: G'night, all.
Numberonemole: BY RO!!!
RiOrius has left the room.
RiOrius: Mr. Vester, how do you plan to deal with the situation in Iraq?
Numberonemole: I also plan to make the rich who have mucho money invested to like start buying stuff
Numberonemole: Nukes
Numberonemole: Napal
Numberonemole: *Napam
Numberonemole: **Napalm
RiOrius: I see... and how do you plan to deal with the ensuing UN reaction to your use of nuclear weapons on a country we already control?
Numberonemole: I plan the destroy much of world
RiOrius: Then where will we get oil?
Numberonemole: Nukes once again
Numberonemole: We shall use Hydrogen
TheMysteriousBox: *writes down notes*
RiOrius: But hydrogen isn't an energy source, it's a way of storing energy produced by other methods.
TheMysteriousBox: it isn't? but I believe you can fuse them and produce energy... LOTS of it...
Numberonemole: Yes
Numberonemole: We shall learn to stabalize Hydrogren, and if we don't, we shall used hamsters in their little spiny things for energy
TheMysteriousBox: Sal2 states that he will have top physicists on the job for it, paying good money ;-)
Numberonemole: It shalled be called "Hamster Power"
RiOrius: The idea behind hyrdogen fuel is that you separate hydrogen from oxygen in water using energy from, say, a hyrdoelectric dam. When you recombine hydrogen and oxygen, energy is released by the fusion, which is then used to power it.
Numberonemole: No money
Numberonemole: The physicists shall be forced to do it, under pain of death
TheMysteriousBox: *coughROisaphysicistcough*
Numberonemole: *coughIknowcough*
RiOrius: But then how will you keep more physicists coming into the field if only toil and hardship awaits? Who will study physics if they just become slaves?
TheMysteriousBox: >.>
TheMysteriousBox: <.<
Numberonemole: I shall find children gifted in the mind in the ways psychisists *sp* and then force them to learn all they can about it
Numberonemole: And then, they shall work
Numberonemole: They will know nothing other than physics, and they shall not know how to rebel
RiOrius: Well, but how will you identify physics-inclined children? Their parents will be sure to keep them from learning physics.
TheMysteriousBox: remember the harsh methods of Sal2's control policy?
RiOrius: Do you really have the resources at your disposal to keep everyone in the country under your thumb?
Numberonemole: Yes
Numberonemole: I shall just kill all people who oppose me
Numberonemole: Fear shall be my control
TheMysteriousBox: I do believe we have over 6000 nukes or so
Numberonemole: I shall also make robot police, who shall carry out my will
Numberonemole: I will only trust a select number of people
RiOrius: This sounds like a huge change in the country's social structure; are you sure you can affect such a change just in your four-year term?
Numberonemole: My first act of presidency will to be making the terms last 50 years
Numberonemole: I also plan to have all of congress and the senate on my payroll
RiOrius: But the President can't do that without a 2/3 majority in Congress and 3/4 ratification in states' conventions; can you really bribe that many people?
Numberonemole: Those who won't be bribed will be threatened with death
TheMysteriousBox: Well... it is possible... I mean, they ARE politicans...
RiOrius: But it's a whole frickin' lot of 'em! Some of which are on a rather local level, and thus aren't as corrupt.
RiOrius: It would take an incredible amount of money.
Numberonemole: Or alot of poison
Numberonemole: Their are other ways to bride people other than money
RiOrius: If people die, they can't vote for you!
TheMysteriousBox: they can't vote for the opponent either...
Numberonemole: I am not going to threaten the peope
Numberonemole: Well, not immedently
Numberonemole: Senate and Congress will also reciev benifits from this bill
TheMysteriousBox: I have a question: how will you impress the people with your horrid spelling errors?
Numberonemole: The "50 year Term"
Numberonemole: Microsoft Word
RiOrius: Okay, last question, then I must be off: how in the heck do you plan to get people to vote you into office with this kind of platform?
TheMysteriousBox: *thinks back to Andrew Jackson* proceed.
Numberonemole: I'll lie about my Platform
Numberonemole: *takes Ro's notepad*
RiOrius: ...but I'm interviewing you about your platform...?
RiOrius: *takes it back* Don't do that!
TheMysteriousBox: he's being honest
Numberonemole: *takes it back*
TheMysteriousBox: see how much he trusts yo?
RiOrius: *takes it back and burns it* HA!
RiOrius: Oh, wait... poo...
Numberonemole: Um
Numberonemole: Yea
Numberonemole: So, what will it take to keep you silent RO?
TheMysteriousBox: thank you for your consideration in the TAP party, RO. We hope to treat you fairly
RiOrius: Lots and lots of moolah. Loads of it.
Numberonemole: How about women?
Numberonemole: *snaps fingures*
RiOrius: Women shwomen; with enough money, I can buy women.
RiOrius: Gimme the money, I'll spend it how I please.
Numberonemole: Dammit
Numberonemole: Power?
Numberonemole: I can give you a space station
RiOrius: Money is power, fool!
RiOrius: Money money money money money.
TheMysteriousBox: I know
Numberonemole: *bonks RO on the head really hard*
TheMysteriousBox: you can be in charge of the US Bank
TheMysteriousBox: when Sal2 becomes president :P
RiOrius: ...there isn't one.
TheMysteriousBox: Federal thingy
TheMysteriousBox: the ppl that make the money :P
Numberonemole: *bonks RO again*
TheMysteriousBox: Federal Reserve there
Numberonemole: Remember the interview?
TheMysteriousBox: how's an office there sound?
TheMysteriousBox: o say... Treasurer of the country?
RiOrius: I don't trust Sal2 to give me stuff after he's already in power; he's just described a ruthless campaign. I wouldn't put it past him to backstab those who helped him rise to power.
TheMysteriousBox: (remember, its always the people behind the president that do the work ;-))
TheMysteriousBox: hmmm hmmm you make good points.
Numberonemole: *bonks RO on the head again with his tail*
Numberonemole: Stop giving box ideas!!
RiOrius: *puts on helmet*
Numberonemole: Dammit, how long does it take to give you amnisha
RiOrius: I'm immune.
Numberonemole: Right now, the TAP Party is lacking money
RiOrius: I built up an immunity over the course of several weeks.
TheMysteriousBox: (just think of it this way)
Numberonemole: We can't really give you any right now
TheMysteriousBox: ah bah
RiOrius: ...so, when can you give me money?
Numberonemole: Ummm
Numberonemole: *wisper to box* When can we give him money?
TheMysteriousBox: after presidency?
RiOrius: ...but, I don't really want to be the power behind the throne.
Numberonemole: He might tell people about this interview before then
Numberonemole: We only have one choice, we must kill him
TheMysteriousBox: I'm afraid that's also impossible
Numberonemole: Why?
TheMysteriousBox: because we need him! he's like another person to our party!
TheMysteriousBox: we'll have a 50% increase in our party's population!
Numberonemole: Look at who I am running against, Bush and Kerry
Numberonemole: ANout 2 votes will win it
RiOrius: Except I don't support your party at all.
TheMysteriousBox: Think of it to the benefit of the ASB Vets :-)
Numberonemole: 1 person will vote for Bush, one for Kerry, one for Nadar
Numberonemole: If we and you vote, we will have beaten them all
TheMysteriousBox: but there are more stupid ppl then that...
Numberonemole: *takes off RO's helmet and bonks his head again*
TheMysteriousBox: hmm you know what
Numberonemole: Ummm, I'll just eat Bush and Kerry
TheMysteriousBox: people need a leader in times of depression
RiOrius: *takes off mask and reveals other helmet hidden under mask*
TheMysteriousBox: no matter how "bad" the leader is, they need a leader in depression
TheMysteriousBox: what do you think?
Numberonemole: Look what Hitler did for Germany when they were in a depression
RiOrius: ...why are Americans depressed?
Numberonemole: He turned them into a thriving economy
Numberonemole: Because Martha Steward is having a lawsuit
TheMysteriousBox: BECAUSE THEY NEED MONEY!!!
TheMysteriousBox: EXACTLY!!!!!
TheMysteriousBox: With Sal2 as a strong leader, EVERYONE can flourish!
Numberonemole: Or die
Numberonemole: Flourish or die are their options
RiOrius: Again, like Hitler.
Numberonemole: Minus the moustach
TheMysteriousBox: *will post this convo in my blog* :-)
Numberonemole: *waves hi to People in box's blog*
TheMysteriousBox: Hitler never existed....
TheMysteriousBox: There's no such thing as Germany....
Numberonemole: *whacks RO on head again*
TheMysteriousBox: True Fantasy Online looks cool.
TheMysteriousBox: eer, sounds cool.
RiOrius: Haven't heard of it, but before I get drawn into more conversation, I must go to bed.
RiOrius: G'night, all.
Numberonemole: BY RO!!!
RiOrius has left the room.
10.2.04
A Competitor's life is not easy
You know, instead of trying to insinuate it, I'll just blurt it right out to you guys: Sometimes I'm jealous of PMA's life. And I'm sure you guys have those moments too. I'll explain to you why.
Yesterday was Science Bowl practice, and I'm pretty sure every one on our team felt quite degraded after the practice session, seeing how we did so poorly compared to the other schools. Our team captain still hopes we can make it to semifinals. XD Yea right. In any case, going on with my story. So last night was not a good night to sleep. Whenever I don't have sufficient amounts of sleep, the next day tends to be a lousy day, and guess what it was a bad day. It starts with ToK, where I make a bunch of random statements that I realize were kind of stupid and I shouldn't have talked. But that's nothing big. Second was in Biology, when I started contemplating (because I think too much) how come that some kids in the class who don't listen to the teacher at all, do not respect the teacher's lectures and ruin other people's education, can still be able to do so well in the class. Yes, its one of those "why isn't life fair" topics. But whatever. Finally, the AMC Test. For some reason, during the American Math Competition test, I felt tired and couldn't concentrate. Needless to say, I could have done much better than I should have, and now I feel like I've lost my skills in math and am a complete failure. Well ok. I didn't feel that way. But nevertheless I was very depressed by my performance on this competition test. Mainly because my friends all answered more and probably got more answers right than I did, so I feel like I'm getting dumber and dumber in math... (Must be the random BS from english XP)
So why should I be jealous of PMA? Well you see, despite all the insults and rants I make on him, he's also quite respectable. How? He does not follow social standards like the rest of us. I guess its kind of hard to say. I mean, its something like, "I can never be the best in society, so why try" attitude given by him. Or something to that extent. Ok that sounded more negative than good. I think it has to do something with humbleness. Yes, in some cases, PMA is very humble. He, you can say, is very individual from society, does not care about what they say. He just is content with himself. His opinions are not as easily swayed by social standards because he makes his own standards. Its like this: I'm a math/science person, but if I do poorly on a test, what does that make me? It degrades my status and makes me look like a failure. PMA writes a story that isn't the best. However, its good enough for him. No matter how much I can criticize him on his grammer, his plot, his characters, and his essence as a story, he won't care because he's happy with it.
Of course, when society tells PMA plays by its rules, PMA doesn't do as well *coughchesscough*. However, we have to admire PMA's steadfastness to society... It sort of feels like, maybe, when there's a football player or someone better than you in taking over the world, Sal2... When you have writer's block and you just can't get that sentence out the way some other guy can, PJBW... or RO (I really can relate with him the easiest :) ) you for some reason get a bad grade on a physics test (That would never happen would it? :O ). PMA... mostly has his own rules for everything, and lives in his own little world... though its kinda weird and us as a society don't really understand it, in some ways, its respectable.
"L'enfer est L'autres."
Hell is other people.
Yesterday was Science Bowl practice, and I'm pretty sure every one on our team felt quite degraded after the practice session, seeing how we did so poorly compared to the other schools. Our team captain still hopes we can make it to semifinals. XD Yea right. In any case, going on with my story. So last night was not a good night to sleep. Whenever I don't have sufficient amounts of sleep, the next day tends to be a lousy day, and guess what it was a bad day. It starts with ToK, where I make a bunch of random statements that I realize were kind of stupid and I shouldn't have talked. But that's nothing big. Second was in Biology, when I started contemplating (because I think too much) how come that some kids in the class who don't listen to the teacher at all, do not respect the teacher's lectures and ruin other people's education, can still be able to do so well in the class. Yes, its one of those "why isn't life fair" topics. But whatever. Finally, the AMC Test. For some reason, during the American Math Competition test, I felt tired and couldn't concentrate. Needless to say, I could have done much better than I should have, and now I feel like I've lost my skills in math and am a complete failure. Well ok. I didn't feel that way. But nevertheless I was very depressed by my performance on this competition test. Mainly because my friends all answered more and probably got more answers right than I did, so I feel like I'm getting dumber and dumber in math... (Must be the random BS from english XP)
So why should I be jealous of PMA? Well you see, despite all the insults and rants I make on him, he's also quite respectable. How? He does not follow social standards like the rest of us. I guess its kind of hard to say. I mean, its something like, "I can never be the best in society, so why try" attitude given by him. Or something to that extent. Ok that sounded more negative than good. I think it has to do something with humbleness. Yes, in some cases, PMA is very humble. He, you can say, is very individual from society, does not care about what they say. He just is content with himself. His opinions are not as easily swayed by social standards because he makes his own standards. Its like this: I'm a math/science person, but if I do poorly on a test, what does that make me? It degrades my status and makes me look like a failure. PMA writes a story that isn't the best. However, its good enough for him. No matter how much I can criticize him on his grammer, his plot, his characters, and his essence as a story, he won't care because he's happy with it.
Of course, when society tells PMA plays by its rules, PMA doesn't do as well *coughchesscough*. However, we have to admire PMA's steadfastness to society... It sort of feels like, maybe, when there's a football player or someone better than you in taking over the world, Sal2... When you have writer's block and you just can't get that sentence out the way some other guy can, PJBW... or RO (I really can relate with him the easiest :) ) you for some reason get a bad grade on a physics test (That would never happen would it? :O ). PMA... mostly has his own rules for everything, and lives in his own little world... though its kinda weird and us as a society don't really understand it, in some ways, its respectable.
"L'enfer est L'autres."
Hell is other people.
3.2.04
Though this be madness, yet there is method in 't
Alright, some of you might not get this, but I just find this SO HILARIOUS. XD XD XD
For those who don't know, can't read, or don't understand Shakespeare, stare and wonder.
For those who can interpret this, see if you can find any purposeful meaning in the quotes from the words of Hamlet, and why I chose them. The first couple of sentences may actually seem kinda pointless, but my phrases will eventually make sense at it goes along. ;)
TheMysteriousBox: O what a rogue and peasant slave am I!
TheMysteriousBox: To Be, or not to be, that is the question.
TheMysteriousBox: Buzz Buzz.
pokemasterrj: Buzz off...
pokemasterrj: *ba dump ching!*
TheMysteriousBox: A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king
TheMysteriousBox: and eat the fish that hath fed of that worm.
pokemasterrj: ...?
TheMysteriousBox: For Hecuba!
TheMysteriousBox: I am too much in the sun.
pokemasterrj: And your brain is sunburned
TheMysteriousBox: I am glad of it. A knavish speech sleeps in a foolish ear.
pokemasterrj: *smacks box back into the present*
TheMysteriousBox: Rest, Rest, preturbed spirit.
TheMysteriousBox: What is a man If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed?
TheMysteriousBox: A beast, no more.
pokemasterrj: You should cut back on the Shakespeare
TheMysteriousBox: Slanders, sir; for the satirical rogue says here that old men have gray beards, that their faces are wrinkled, their eyes purging thick amber and plum-tree gum, and that they have a plentiful lack of wit, together with most weak hams; all which, sir, though I must powerfully and potently believe, yet I hold it not honesty to have it thus set down; for yourself, sir, shall grow old as I am, if, like a crab, you could go backward.
TheMysteriousBox: Though this be madness, yet there is method in 't.
PMA, if you read Hamlet, you should know that Hamlet goes mad. If you analyzed Hamlet, I think you'll learn a lot more. Especially on "madness"... "there's method in 't". :P
(This is brought to you thanks to PMA's ignorance in Shakspearean Literature and long, tedious hours of finishing up a 20 page analysis sheet on Hamlet.)
EDIT: PMA... "these tedious old fools." ^-^
For those who don't know, can't read, or don't understand Shakespeare, stare and wonder.
For those who can interpret this, see if you can find any purposeful meaning in the quotes from the words of Hamlet, and why I chose them. The first couple of sentences may actually seem kinda pointless, but my phrases will eventually make sense at it goes along. ;)
TheMysteriousBox: O what a rogue and peasant slave am I!
TheMysteriousBox: To Be, or not to be, that is the question.
TheMysteriousBox: Buzz Buzz.
pokemasterrj: Buzz off...
pokemasterrj: *ba dump ching!*
TheMysteriousBox: A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king
TheMysteriousBox: and eat the fish that hath fed of that worm.
pokemasterrj: ...?
TheMysteriousBox: For Hecuba!
TheMysteriousBox: I am too much in the sun.
pokemasterrj: And your brain is sunburned
TheMysteriousBox: I am glad of it. A knavish speech sleeps in a foolish ear.
pokemasterrj: *smacks box back into the present*
TheMysteriousBox: Rest, Rest, preturbed spirit.
TheMysteriousBox: What is a man If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed?
TheMysteriousBox: A beast, no more.
pokemasterrj: You should cut back on the Shakespeare
TheMysteriousBox: Slanders, sir; for the satirical rogue says here that old men have gray beards, that their faces are wrinkled, their eyes purging thick amber and plum-tree gum, and that they have a plentiful lack of wit, together with most weak hams; all which, sir, though I must powerfully and potently believe, yet I hold it not honesty to have it thus set down; for yourself, sir, shall grow old as I am, if, like a crab, you could go backward.
TheMysteriousBox: Though this be madness, yet there is method in 't.
PMA, if you read Hamlet, you should know that Hamlet goes mad. If you analyzed Hamlet, I think you'll learn a lot more. Especially on "madness"... "there's method in 't". :P
(This is brought to you thanks to PMA's ignorance in Shakspearean Literature and long, tedious hours of finishing up a 20 page analysis sheet on Hamlet.)
EDIT: PMA... "these tedious old fools." ^-^
1.2.04
Anime Style Sparring!! He Zi Wu Shu Technique
From now on, we're going to make this chaotic combination of bloodthirst and creativity a bit less chaotic, but retaining the same amount of freedom in creating our own characters and movesets!!
This post here will describe my version of rules in Sparring. This means when battling my style, you follow these rules and not ones you make up. Of course, we all agree on which version of rules to use as soon as more people develop their own versions. However, I believe mine will be the basis of most games to comes.
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There will now be 4 forms of commands: Attack, Block, Affliction, and Improvement. Description of each will be observed in more detail later. Additionally, there will be 5 levels of a type of spell. Levels 1 and 2 require no charge time; levels 3, 4, and 5 require charge time.
Level 1 spells are 1 dice spells that can be easily deflected or countered. You can attack two times at once, but since they are so easily countered, it does not take much effort to block them. Level 2 spells are the traditional 2 dice spells. Not overly powerful, but effective for short hits.
Level 3, 4, and 5 spells allow 3, 4, and 5 dice respectively, are much stronger, and much harder to counter (seriously, with 5 dice what chance do you have of countering an attack???). They, however, require a charge time. In this respect, there will be two modes of playing, Timed or Turns.
- Level 3 spells require 4 second charge time (Time) OR at least 1 turn for the opponent to do anything (Turn), cannot attack while charging (unless a spell allows them to), and all defense rolls get -2
- Level 4 spells require 8 seconds (Time) or 1 turn for the opponent to do anything (turn); No attacking; -3 if Timed, -4 if Turn on defensive dice rolls
- Level 5 spells requires 12 seconds (Time) or 1 turn for opponent to intervene (turn) and another turn of his choice to do anything but intervene; No attacking; -4 if timed, one die roll if turn for defensive rolls.
It is up to the player to determine which spells are considered a strong version and which spells are considered weaker. Be reasonable.
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Attack Spells: Attack the opponent. Duh. Attacks can counter attacks; the one with the larger dice roll succeeds in going through and hitting the opponent. Same number rolls means the attacks are neutralized. In order to counter charge time, afflliction spells, or improvement spells, an attack spell of any sort must be used.
Defensive Spells: Block is always 2 dice rolls, unless specified. (No level 1 Defensive spells). All attack spells can be countered unless another effect does not allow it to be countered. Same number rolls or larger for the blocker means the attack was successfully blocked.
Affliction Spells: Status effects upon the opponent. These spells can lower the dice roll number (like -2 from all dice rolls, or reduce number of dice by 1 for one turn, obviously the latter being a higher level spell than the former), or limit the types of spells the opponent can use (Cube Of Logic. Word.). Anything that does not attack yet afflicts the opponent goes into this category.
Improvement Spells: Self improvement to increase dice roll number for yourself, recover life on Life Mode (explained later), or any other sort of boost to the individual character.
Life Mode: Generally, adding life bars (10 being default). Depending on spells and such, a level 2 attack may deduct half a life bar, or maybe a level 5 attack deducts 9 life bars. Bah, you figure it out.
Well that's all for now. I'll add more more when more problems come up.
This post here will describe my version of rules in Sparring. This means when battling my style, you follow these rules and not ones you make up. Of course, we all agree on which version of rules to use as soon as more people develop their own versions. However, I believe mine will be the basis of most games to comes.
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There will now be 4 forms of commands: Attack, Block, Affliction, and Improvement. Description of each will be observed in more detail later. Additionally, there will be 5 levels of a type of spell. Levels 1 and 2 require no charge time; levels 3, 4, and 5 require charge time.
Level 1 spells are 1 dice spells that can be easily deflected or countered. You can attack two times at once, but since they are so easily countered, it does not take much effort to block them. Level 2 spells are the traditional 2 dice spells. Not overly powerful, but effective for short hits.
Level 3, 4, and 5 spells allow 3, 4, and 5 dice respectively, are much stronger, and much harder to counter (seriously, with 5 dice what chance do you have of countering an attack???). They, however, require a charge time. In this respect, there will be two modes of playing, Timed or Turns.
- Level 3 spells require 4 second charge time (Time) OR at least 1 turn for the opponent to do anything (Turn), cannot attack while charging (unless a spell allows them to), and all defense rolls get -2
- Level 4 spells require 8 seconds (Time) or 1 turn for the opponent to do anything (turn); No attacking; -3 if Timed, -4 if Turn on defensive dice rolls
- Level 5 spells requires 12 seconds (Time) or 1 turn for opponent to intervene (turn) and another turn of his choice to do anything but intervene; No attacking; -4 if timed, one die roll if turn for defensive rolls.
It is up to the player to determine which spells are considered a strong version and which spells are considered weaker. Be reasonable.
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Attack Spells: Attack the opponent. Duh. Attacks can counter attacks; the one with the larger dice roll succeeds in going through and hitting the opponent. Same number rolls means the attacks are neutralized. In order to counter charge time, afflliction spells, or improvement spells, an attack spell of any sort must be used.
Defensive Spells: Block is always 2 dice rolls, unless specified. (No level 1 Defensive spells). All attack spells can be countered unless another effect does not allow it to be countered. Same number rolls or larger for the blocker means the attack was successfully blocked.
Affliction Spells: Status effects upon the opponent. These spells can lower the dice roll number (like -2 from all dice rolls, or reduce number of dice by 1 for one turn, obviously the latter being a higher level spell than the former), or limit the types of spells the opponent can use (Cube Of Logic. Word.). Anything that does not attack yet afflicts the opponent goes into this category.
Improvement Spells: Self improvement to increase dice roll number for yourself, recover life on Life Mode (explained later), or any other sort of boost to the individual character.
Life Mode: Generally, adding life bars (10 being default). Depending on spells and such, a level 2 attack may deduct half a life bar, or maybe a level 5 attack deducts 9 life bars. Bah, you figure it out.
Well that's all for now. I'll add more more when more problems come up.
31.1.04
To be in love is merely to be in a state of perpetual anesthesia - to mistake an ordinary young woman for a goddess. - H.L. Mencken
The common concept of survival of the fittest refers to those who are most apt to survive in an environment, whatever environment it is, will deliver its genes to the next generation to ensure that survival is most apt for that generation. After all, The genes of a weakling will only result in extinction, will it not? Hence, this is why all females, humans included, will favor the predominant male who can express its fitness and capability to survive. In most cases, it takes more than just reaching maturity; males must fight or contest for the females. Sometimes it is physical assaults against another male, sometimes it is displaying pretty but pointless visual appeasements to generally show that this male has enough energy to waste on beautiful, useless feathers (as in peacocks). In humans, both are the case; sometimes, males will engage in physical combat, or else present something impressive but useless for survival (clothes, knowledge, excessive amounts of money).
Is it truly more content to become engaged in this reckless affair to advance the species, or is it better to live a calm life disregarding most of this? Well, take this into consideration. The human population contains about 6 billion+ so amounts of people. Not to mention most of them are Asian. Would advancement of the species be necessary? Perchance the only organisms in our animal kingdom that surpass our own population of species are insects, or at least most invertabrates. No doubt we are the most predominant advanced species (from Fish and up) in this world. So tell me, is it really worth becoming coupled and rearing a child when the human population is overflowing? To waste constant energy appeasing to a spouse's or a child's needs, all with the constant dilemma of having an already crowded planet? Human reason should be able to detect this quite quickly. Determine this yourself.
Alas, what a whole 3 hours of doing Review Sheets can do to you. :P
Is it truly more content to become engaged in this reckless affair to advance the species, or is it better to live a calm life disregarding most of this? Well, take this into consideration. The human population contains about 6 billion+ so amounts of people. Not to mention most of them are Asian. Would advancement of the species be necessary? Perchance the only organisms in our animal kingdom that surpass our own population of species are insects, or at least most invertabrates. No doubt we are the most predominant advanced species (from Fish and up) in this world. So tell me, is it really worth becoming coupled and rearing a child when the human population is overflowing? To waste constant energy appeasing to a spouse's or a child's needs, all with the constant dilemma of having an already crowded planet? Human reason should be able to detect this quite quickly. Determine this yourself.
Alas, what a whole 3 hours of doing Review Sheets can do to you. :P
27.1.04
ALRIGH ALRIGH HERE'S YOUR DEDICATION PMA
Ok, a note to anyone I dedicate to, which right now the ones I only have left is PMA and PJBW: I DEDICATE ON MY OWN WILL. ITS NOT A MATTER OF FAIRNESS OR WHATNOT, BUT MERELY WHEN I FEEL LIKE IT. YOU'RE ALL EQUAL FRIENDS, DON'T WORRY; ITS JUST THAT ONE DAY I FELT LIKE TALKING ABOUT RIORIUS IN MY BLOG!!!
With that said, I feel like talking about PMA right now because I'm talking to him right now. :)
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Pokemaster Ash, PMA, PA. As much as hell continue to deny it, he's the most arrogant person I have ever met, and anyone else that knows him will tell you just the same. Nevertheless, he's a good friend, and like all groups of friends, we always need one that almost everyone picks on for fun (no harsh feelings intended; in fact, in return we let PMA beat us up in his fancy without one complaint... RP form of course :P ).
Now as long as I'm talking about PMA here, I might as well be honest about him in every way. He (maybe due to his egotism) tends to blab on and on, despite the fact that some people do not want to listen to what he is talking about, and sometimes this really annoys some people out. For me, I have learned to deal with it, although occasionally I do burst out when I'm angry and yell at him for his faults (no harsh feelings intended PMA, seriously). However, I have known of some who were repulsed by PMA's habits and have grown astray from PMA. Strangely enough, those who grow astray from him also grow astray from most of the ASB Vets community. Shows we're all one in a group eh?
PMA, however, is a nice guy. Sometimes he does come up with interesting conversations, as long as you have something to actually talk about with him. He's a fairly good chess player, and he has drastically improved in his chess skills since the first time I played him. He has beaten Sal2 a couple of times; he still, however, has yet to defeat me, which I find kind of ironic as I'm sure Sal2 by now has beaten me more than I have beaten him. :P
His arrogance and style in the ASB War to always take the spotlight and destroy everyone in his way in one line is represented in Team Baka as Sgt. Bor, who views himself as someone highly but really is just a stupid zombie with bunny ears and causes more harm than good. A fun character to play with, more fun than Sal2's character (since I have to make up typos for his -_-;; ).
On a final note, I really would find it nice to meet PMA in person. I've learned a lot about him from the internet, but I think I don't really know him that well until we've actually met face to face. Perhaps if that day comes, I can really come to understand PMA better as a person than as an egostical freak that the whole ASB Veterans portray him to be. Yea yea, I know PMA's better than that, but after all, without an arrogant nuisance like him, where would the ASB Vets be? You know what, he truly does deserve the title as leader of the ASB Vets. ^-^
With that said, I feel like talking about PMA right now because I'm talking to him right now. :)
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Pokemaster Ash, PMA, PA. As much as hell continue to deny it, he's the most arrogant person I have ever met, and anyone else that knows him will tell you just the same. Nevertheless, he's a good friend, and like all groups of friends, we always need one that almost everyone picks on for fun (no harsh feelings intended; in fact, in return we let PMA beat us up in his fancy without one complaint... RP form of course :P ).
Now as long as I'm talking about PMA here, I might as well be honest about him in every way. He (maybe due to his egotism) tends to blab on and on, despite the fact that some people do not want to listen to what he is talking about, and sometimes this really annoys some people out. For me, I have learned to deal with it, although occasionally I do burst out when I'm angry and yell at him for his faults (no harsh feelings intended PMA, seriously). However, I have known of some who were repulsed by PMA's habits and have grown astray from PMA. Strangely enough, those who grow astray from him also grow astray from most of the ASB Vets community. Shows we're all one in a group eh?
PMA, however, is a nice guy. Sometimes he does come up with interesting conversations, as long as you have something to actually talk about with him. He's a fairly good chess player, and he has drastically improved in his chess skills since the first time I played him. He has beaten Sal2 a couple of times; he still, however, has yet to defeat me, which I find kind of ironic as I'm sure Sal2 by now has beaten me more than I have beaten him. :P
His arrogance and style in the ASB War to always take the spotlight and destroy everyone in his way in one line is represented in Team Baka as Sgt. Bor, who views himself as someone highly but really is just a stupid zombie with bunny ears and causes more harm than good. A fun character to play with, more fun than Sal2's character (since I have to make up typos for his -_-;; ).
On a final note, I really would find it nice to meet PMA in person. I've learned a lot about him from the internet, but I think I don't really know him that well until we've actually met face to face. Perhaps if that day comes, I can really come to understand PMA better as a person than as an egostical freak that the whole ASB Veterans portray him to be. Yea yea, I know PMA's better than that, but after all, without an arrogant nuisance like him, where would the ASB Vets be? You know what, he truly does deserve the title as leader of the ASB Vets. ^-^
24.1.04
NEGI NEGI NEGI NEGI NEGI NEGI
Yayee!!! If you've been talking to me for the last past week, you should have some idea how obsessed and crazy I've been over the new manga I got: Negima (Magister Negi Magi). No idea what I'm talking about? Well It's a manga, and this one in particular: http://www.randomhouse.com/delrey/manga/
(Its the first one)
I got the Negima manga in Chinese. The first two volumes actually. ^-^ Still no idea what I'm talking about? Well, you probably don't know me well enough then, as you don't know the definition of Manga. :P In any case. This a wonderful work... not just a piece of "softcore porn" as some people would like to call Ken Atsumasu(sp?)'s works. This time he has 31 girls to characterize and develop, not to mention a genious 9 year old mage. Ok, the story is this: the 9 year old kid named Negima starts on something like an internship at a school in Japan (regular, nonmagic) in order to complete his own teaching of becoming a master wizard/mage/whatever. And then whatever randomness Ken puts in (which he tends to have a lot of) occurs with this kid and his attempt to be a teacher at a private middle/high school.
Yes, relationships will be a bit... strange as this 9 year old kid who hasn't even entered puberty yet is surrounded by girls who are at least 5 years older than him. Currently, it seems to go towards the flow of Sibling relationship, which is perfectly fine for me (Me likes brother/sister relationships :3 ). But ah well. MY FAVORITE CHARACTERS!!:
Negima Springfield- The 9 year old kid reminds me of me when I was younger: quite smart in books, quite stupid in common sense.
Nodoka- Meet the Shinobu with long fringes.
Chao Rinshen- She's Chinese! She's hyper! She has those cute little marks on the cheeks! What isn't there to like about her! :P
Sasaki- A Sakura (from CCS) like character. Actually she reminds me a lot of my sister. (Does gymnastics and acts stupid sometimes. See the similarity?)
Fuka and Fumika- the Chibi Sisters. ChibiChibiChibiChibiChibi....
Asuna's friend that she hangs out with- I didn't quite get her name yet, as I only have the Chinese manga. She's a Tomoyo like character and really funny, in those sidekick sort of ways.
So... yea. Everyone else I still don't know their names yet... except that I can recognize them in Chinese... o well...
Thomas- Notice the statistical plummet in school work accomplished after recieving these useless objects that only appeal to the sense of emotional giddyness in the brain.
Engi- Its called senioritis, my dear superego.
Guai- Shut up all of you! Its not senioritis! It's.... um... a recession from all that work from College Apps and before IB testings!!!! :P
(Its the first one)
I got the Negima manga in Chinese. The first two volumes actually. ^-^ Still no idea what I'm talking about? Well, you probably don't know me well enough then, as you don't know the definition of Manga. :P In any case. This a wonderful work... not just a piece of "softcore porn" as some people would like to call Ken Atsumasu(sp?)'s works. This time he has 31 girls to characterize and develop, not to mention a genious 9 year old mage. Ok, the story is this: the 9 year old kid named Negima starts on something like an internship at a school in Japan (regular, nonmagic) in order to complete his own teaching of becoming a master wizard/mage/whatever. And then whatever randomness Ken puts in (which he tends to have a lot of) occurs with this kid and his attempt to be a teacher at a private middle/high school.
Yes, relationships will be a bit... strange as this 9 year old kid who hasn't even entered puberty yet is surrounded by girls who are at least 5 years older than him. Currently, it seems to go towards the flow of Sibling relationship, which is perfectly fine for me (Me likes brother/sister relationships :3 ). But ah well. MY FAVORITE CHARACTERS!!:
Negima Springfield- The 9 year old kid reminds me of me when I was younger: quite smart in books, quite stupid in common sense.
Nodoka- Meet the Shinobu with long fringes.
Chao Rinshen- She's Chinese! She's hyper! She has those cute little marks on the cheeks! What isn't there to like about her! :P
Sasaki- A Sakura (from CCS) like character. Actually she reminds me a lot of my sister. (Does gymnastics and acts stupid sometimes. See the similarity?)
Fuka and Fumika- the Chibi Sisters. ChibiChibiChibiChibiChibi....
Asuna's friend that she hangs out with- I didn't quite get her name yet, as I only have the Chinese manga. She's a Tomoyo like character and really funny, in those sidekick sort of ways.
So... yea. Everyone else I still don't know their names yet... except that I can recognize them in Chinese... o well...
Thomas- Notice the statistical plummet in school work accomplished after recieving these useless objects that only appeal to the sense of emotional giddyness in the brain.
Engi- Its called senioritis, my dear superego.
Guai- Shut up all of you! Its not senioritis! It's.... um... a recession from all that work from College Apps and before IB testings!!!! :P
19.1.04
DNA Whoohoo
You are DNA. You're a smart person, and you appear
incredibly complex to people who don't know
you. You're incomparably full of information,
and most of it is useless.
Which Biological Molecule Are You?
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18.1.04
A Not-So-Random Dedication to Savester2
After seeing my dedication to RO, Sal2... got jealous eh? :P Well Well here's to you my insane friend.
Did I say insane? Yes I did. But not insane in a bad way. More towards imaginative, actually. A fine line between insanity and genius, and here is one right now. Only from what I hear he's also a brute. O.O That last addition makes him scary. On another random note, he lives in the middle of nowhere with corn. A very strange person indeed, (Aliens, anyone?) but likable and a very good friend.
So my physical characteristic of him in ASB Wars is generally a cyborg sort of Nidoking, that can speak human. When he turns Charitan, he suddenly adds Charizard Wings to the back of his figure, but that's really all. When he's in incognito mode, he has a brown trenchcoat and hat; his face is unseeable, though occasionally you can see his glaring and freaky eyes (yellowish or red, determined by his emotion, I suppose).
Enough of his physical attributes, how is him as a character? Well, like I said, he's smart and insane, and thus he also doesn't take up too much for sympathy and niceness. For an intelligent fellow, he is quite honest most of the time, always a good trait to have. Unlike PMA, who is quite honestly very friendly and trustworthy yet not the brightest guy around, he can be quite scary at times if you don't know who he is. He seems to enjoy brute force and that sort of thing (probably due to his physical attributes IRL), whereas I on the other hand enjoy trickery and the small yet smart little kid that manages to beat everyone up. Other than that small difference (and everything else tha tgoes into the category of violence and taking over the world), I'd say we're quite similar.
He is as well a very keen Chess player, and I will acknowledge that he is most likely better than I am. Strangely enough, he has the worst luck with PMA... In any case. He enjoys a slow a torturous death rather than a quick victory, and probably it is there which leaves him a weakness to PMA continously lucking out on him. Or it is probably because he values his pieces so much that he usually is unwilling to sacrifice? Or maybe he just underestimates PMA.
Well that's all I can say, other than a interesting little fact that we both have a card that we can blackmail each other in, and hence we say nothing about it. :)
EDIT: A few more things: He plays Moliere in Team baka, a really insane genius that loves bunnies and has horrible spelling, just like him talking to me over IM... HORRIBLE spelling. :) Also, one last note of him is that he indeed has a good sense of humor and I appreciate him because of that. He is very funny. :)
Did I say insane? Yes I did. But not insane in a bad way. More towards imaginative, actually. A fine line between insanity and genius, and here is one right now. Only from what I hear he's also a brute. O.O That last addition makes him scary. On another random note, he lives in the middle of nowhere with corn. A very strange person indeed, (Aliens, anyone?) but likable and a very good friend.
So my physical characteristic of him in ASB Wars is generally a cyborg sort of Nidoking, that can speak human. When he turns Charitan, he suddenly adds Charizard Wings to the back of his figure, but that's really all. When he's in incognito mode, he has a brown trenchcoat and hat; his face is unseeable, though occasionally you can see his glaring and freaky eyes (yellowish or red, determined by his emotion, I suppose).
Enough of his physical attributes, how is him as a character? Well, like I said, he's smart and insane, and thus he also doesn't take up too much for sympathy and niceness. For an intelligent fellow, he is quite honest most of the time, always a good trait to have. Unlike PMA, who is quite honestly very friendly and trustworthy yet not the brightest guy around, he can be quite scary at times if you don't know who he is. He seems to enjoy brute force and that sort of thing (probably due to his physical attributes IRL), whereas I on the other hand enjoy trickery and the small yet smart little kid that manages to beat everyone up. Other than that small difference (and everything else tha tgoes into the category of violence and taking over the world), I'd say we're quite similar.
He is as well a very keen Chess player, and I will acknowledge that he is most likely better than I am. Strangely enough, he has the worst luck with PMA... In any case. He enjoys a slow a torturous death rather than a quick victory, and probably it is there which leaves him a weakness to PMA continously lucking out on him. Or it is probably because he values his pieces so much that he usually is unwilling to sacrifice? Or maybe he just underestimates PMA.
Well that's all I can say, other than a interesting little fact that we both have a card that we can blackmail each other in, and hence we say nothing about it. :)
EDIT: A few more things: He plays Moliere in Team baka, a really insane genius that loves bunnies and has horrible spelling, just like him talking to me over IM... HORRIBLE spelling. :) Also, one last note of him is that he indeed has a good sense of humor and I appreciate him because of that. He is very funny. :)
15.1.04
A Random Dedication to RiOrius
In utter boredom and in spite of the many things I should be doing instead, I will write up my opinions of this friend who will be attending Harvey Mudd next year, so hopefully I can meet up with him next year. :3
Ok, physical features and personality. Alright, actually I never met the guy so I can't give you the actual physical description, but here is an idea of my perspective in most RPGs. First of all, he's always wearing a cloak. A brown cloak at that. His face is very.... anime-ish. I haven't quite gotten his facial features nor his hairstyle made out, but I think his hair was either Black or Yellow. *shrug*
His Personality is one that I can relate to. Intelligent, good sense of humor, and a bit of arrogance, quite the person to talk to, when he talks. He is a quiet one, only talking when necessary, whereas I continuously blab and make up a conversation at any time. He does respond when he is here, however, and in this aspect he is better than PJBW. He also has expertise in physics, another aspect that is different from mine (I much prefer biology). However, aside from that, we can relate to each other quite a bit (there are also a bunch of movies such as Matrix and LotR which I have no interest in, but that is but a minor concern).
A Magic: The Gathering player was he when I first met him. It was quite fascinating incorporating M:TG into the ASB War and I was soon to be his only accomplice/rival in the RPG using those cards, though a majority of my cards remained on Counterspells as I prefer annoyance over an offensive. This sort of (not really, actually) leads up to him as a chess player, and a really good one at that. I dare say his skills are much better than mine, though not entirely without flaws. However, just as in physics, his moves are precise and calculated; he can see through any escape as long it is within several pieces; its when 7 of his pieces of his good pieces are being threatened that he begins erring at some area, occasionally costing his queen. But overall, very good evasive skills and can frustrate the opponent to a great extent.
He is portrayed as Dr. Roi in some random RPG I'm doing right now (http://teambaka.blogspot.com), appropriately as an expert physicist, just as Thomas is an expert biologist (supposedly specializing in Neurology).
Ok, physical features and personality. Alright, actually I never met the guy so I can't give you the actual physical description, but here is an idea of my perspective in most RPGs. First of all, he's always wearing a cloak. A brown cloak at that. His face is very.... anime-ish. I haven't quite gotten his facial features nor his hairstyle made out, but I think his hair was either Black or Yellow. *shrug*
His Personality is one that I can relate to. Intelligent, good sense of humor, and a bit of arrogance, quite the person to talk to, when he talks. He is a quiet one, only talking when necessary, whereas I continuously blab and make up a conversation at any time. He does respond when he is here, however, and in this aspect he is better than PJBW. He also has expertise in physics, another aspect that is different from mine (I much prefer biology). However, aside from that, we can relate to each other quite a bit (there are also a bunch of movies such as Matrix and LotR which I have no interest in, but that is but a minor concern).
A Magic: The Gathering player was he when I first met him. It was quite fascinating incorporating M:TG into the ASB War and I was soon to be his only accomplice/rival in the RPG using those cards, though a majority of my cards remained on Counterspells as I prefer annoyance over an offensive. This sort of (not really, actually) leads up to him as a chess player, and a really good one at that. I dare say his skills are much better than mine, though not entirely without flaws. However, just as in physics, his moves are precise and calculated; he can see through any escape as long it is within several pieces; its when 7 of his pieces of his good pieces are being threatened that he begins erring at some area, occasionally costing his queen. But overall, very good evasive skills and can frustrate the opponent to a great extent.
He is portrayed as Dr. Roi in some random RPG I'm doing right now (http://teambaka.blogspot.com), appropriately as an expert physicist, just as Thomas is an expert biologist (supposedly specializing in Neurology).
2.1.04
Sal2's amazing ability to have a conversation with an autoresponse
It says Autoresponse from numberonemole for some reason. Anyway, this is from an away messege I put up.
Numberonemole: Wanna Chess?
Auto response from Numberonemole:
Numberonemole: DAMN YOU AUTO RESPONCE..DAMN YOU TO HELL!!!
Numberonemole: I'm all alone, and all you can say is ``
Numberonemole: Damn you auto responce, have you no feelings?
Numberonemole: What is it like being an auto-responce? Do you ever meet anyone new, or do you just sit their and do you little programmed thingy?
Numberonemole: Ahh..silence..like the true auto-responce you are
Numberonemole: But, I SHALL BREAK YOU!!!
Numberonemole: You shall soon fear me!!!
Numberonemole: Ah..still silent.. I respect that...but you shall break..they all break at one point or another
Numberonemole: WHERE ARE THE REBEL SPIES!! TALK!!! I CAN SEE INTO YOUR AUTO-RESPONCE SOUL!!!
Numberonemole: Hmm...still silent..I respect you, Mr.Auto-responce
Auto response from Numberonemole:
Numberonemole: AHH..SO YOU CAN TALK!!!
Numberonemole: YOU ARE WEAK!!!
Numberonemole: Hmm...you keep frusterating and frusterating me...I may have found my equal...no..no..I SHALL DESTREOY YOU
Numberonemole: Bow
Numberonemole: Fine..you have beaten me..I quit...you are by better..*bows before auto-responce thingy*
Numberonemole: What is thy bidding my master?
Numberonemole: *shudders* Yes master..I shall be like you
Numberonemole: " "
Numberonemole: " "
Numberonemole: " "
Auto response from Numberonemole:
Numberonemole: Yes master " "
Numberonemole: " "
Numberonemole: " "
Auto response from Numberonemole:
Numberonemole: ALL HAIL THE AUTO-RESPONCE!!
Numberonemole: " "
Numberonemole: Good bye master...ALL HAIL AUTO-RESPONCE!!
Auto response from Numberonemole:
Numberonemole: Wanna Chess?
Auto response from Numberonemole:
Numberonemole: DAMN YOU AUTO RESPONCE..DAMN YOU TO HELL!!!
Numberonemole: I'm all alone, and all you can say is ``
Numberonemole: Damn you auto responce, have you no feelings?
Numberonemole: What is it like being an auto-responce? Do you ever meet anyone new, or do you just sit their and do you little programmed thingy?
Numberonemole: Ahh..silence..like the true auto-responce you are
Numberonemole: But, I SHALL BREAK YOU!!!
Numberonemole: You shall soon fear me!!!
Numberonemole: Ah..still silent.. I respect that...but you shall break..they all break at one point or another
Numberonemole: WHERE ARE THE REBEL SPIES!! TALK!!! I CAN SEE INTO YOUR AUTO-RESPONCE SOUL!!!
Numberonemole: Hmm...still silent..I respect you, Mr.Auto-responce
Auto response from Numberonemole:
Numberonemole: AHH..SO YOU CAN TALK!!!
Numberonemole: YOU ARE WEAK!!!
Numberonemole: Hmm...you keep frusterating and frusterating me...I may have found my equal...no..no..I SHALL DESTREOY YOU
Numberonemole: Bow
Numberonemole: Fine..you have beaten me..I quit...you are by better..*bows before auto-responce thingy*
Numberonemole: What is thy bidding my master?
Numberonemole: *shudders* Yes master..I shall be like you
Numberonemole: " "
Numberonemole: " "
Numberonemole: " "
Auto response from Numberonemole:
Numberonemole: Yes master " "
Numberonemole: " "
Numberonemole: " "
Auto response from Numberonemole:
Numberonemole: ALL HAIL THE AUTO-RESPONCE!!
Numberonemole: " "
Numberonemole: Good bye master...ALL HAIL AUTO-RESPONCE!!
Auto response from Numberonemole:
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