Okay, I have done SOMETHING with the comments section...
Now when you comment, a new window should pop up. It isn't perfect, but at least there are pages now, and you don't have to keep reloading to get to the newest comment...
This is all VERY annoying.
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It's almost 11 anyway, night bloglanders
I HAVE RETURNED.
And, even though you are probably asleep, I shall read your story as promised.
It's really good.
I like it a lot.
Why am I alone?
CRYSTAL, DEREK SAID HI TO YOU TWICE ALREADY. LOOK FOR THE COMMENTS HE POSTED!
HELLO! Someone had better be here.
*reads earlier comment* Oh. She noticed already.
*swears* I CAN'T EVEN TYPE RIGHT NOW BECAUSE OF MY FINGER!
(I slipped on the ice while I was walking to school, and I fell onto my hands and knees with enough force for my finger nail to cut into my skin and get blood all over my hands... Yep. I'm amazing at getting hurt, no matter the situation.)
I'm here for a few minutes.
Hello, NegativeSanity.
Hello, Val.
How are you?
Actually, I have to go now... Bye!
(P.S. If Sparky sees this...
HELLO SPARKY! What was my name again? Super Injury Magnet or whatever?)
How am I? I have a finger that bleeds every couple minutes. Lovely, right?
Now I'm really gone, bye! Again!
Bye.
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...SOMEONE GET ON! Sparky!
I haven't been on here for a while...
:p
(>^.^)>Bored...<(^.^<)
Damn.
I'm alone.
Sparky, I know how you feel now. REALLY? There's NO ONE here?! Out of the ENTIRE Australia and New Zealand, I'M the ONLY one here?
...I guess I am...
YES!
Hello, Vex!
Yo.
It's actually out of the entire world.
Hello.
Val, it's SUPER INJURY MAGNET!
And I am Head Injury Magnet. ;)
Oh.
Great.
Well.
I'm going to be writing if anyone wants me.
Still?
Hello?
Where is everyone?
Hello!
Oh, nice name change Sparky Braginski. It was getting annoying, having to copy paste your name all the time
Dude, just call me Sparky.
But that is a little short
(jokes!)
Anyway!
guess what I have almost three pages of...!
THRUST!
*noogies him*
YOUR NEW STORY!
I have one and a half pages.
Would you find it creepy if I asked how old you are?
oh, yeah. but not from any of you guys, I already expect a lot of creepiness when I enter this blog...
But first I must tell you that I am not a stalker for guessing that I am a year older than you.
So how old are you?
(That was kinda implied)
Then you would be 14 turning 15.
I am fourteen.
Now how old are you, my creepiness?
13.
OK would you like to precive my story?
Yes.
And you mine?
I read the first part of your story.
Hi all!
*eats live chicken*
it made me curious
Hi Sparky! Hi Thrust!
FreakFan, wanna read the beginning of our stories?
Hi Freak-
fan
Anyone want any chicken?
Anyone want any chicken?
Yea i would love to read the beginning of ur stories! As long as you accept the chicken
*sighs and takes chicken*
I need to finish something first...
*eats live chicken*
I'll first paste the first paragraph.
I must warn you that it is the first draft, meaning I'll probably change stuff.(i.e. add stuff, eat stuff, take out stuff, or drop the story entirely).
I've never thought I'd write a story of this nature before...
Just baked cookies. Anyone want one?
Okay Dokey
What type of cookie?
hokey pokey =P
hokey pokey =P
I don't know what that means, I'm afraid.
So u have't heard of hokey pokey icecream either!?
:O
Anyway, Sparky, Freak,
I shall now post the first paragraph.
I must first think of anything you must know before I do...
What a sad world u must live in :'(
Okay Dokey
POST IT!
Oh, yeah, no, I may have, but where I live there's so many icecreams, I 'm not sure which I've had, and which I haven't had...
I know right - POST IT ALREADY!
FYI, I live in the same world you do.
POST IT!!! NOW!!!
hahaha. My favourite icecream flavour is 'cookies n cream'
Unless you're... AN ALIEN!
Dawn
....Dawn
.........Dawawaawawnnnn
But I'm sure your not.
No matter how much i love icecream CAN U PLEASE POST IT!!!!!!!!!!!!
JUST POST IT ALREADY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But I heard once that aliens knew about SP... It was a rumor
FYI i am not an alien =)
JUST POST IT NOW!!!
What will come after The End of the World? Is there a book 8? OMG if Fletch and Val don't get back together I might just cry.
Of course they know about sp - who doesnt????
FIRST!!!
FIRST!!!
FIRST!!!
FIRST!!!
FIRST!!!
Unless they're crazy
Dang it - 2nd!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OK, Sparky's getting edgy, Before I post it I would like you to know that I am a boy. figure the rest out. Oh, and this is the first time I've used a girl as a main protagonist, and I reminding you once again, this is the first time I've written a story of this nature.
POST IT NOW.
:( I was so close to being first! :'( I didnt even know we were close to the bottom of the page :( At least i got last comment on the page =)
Here it is, now that it's at the top even more people will see it...
The parking lot was a silent empty void. Coming out the back door of the building looming over it are two people. These days they are not known as kids, but that is just what they are. The shorter one is a boy, the taller a girl. Each have dirty blond hair, (the girl’s longer than the boy’s), both have dirty clothing, and both have many cuts and bruises all over their bodies. None of that is important though. It is what they are holding that is important, for in their hands they hold the fate of the world.
The parking lot was a silent empty void. Coming out the back door of the building looming over it are two people. These days they are not known as kids, but that is just what they are. The shorter one is a boy, the taller a girl. Each have dirty blond hair, (the girl’s longer than the boy’s), both have dirty clothing, and both have many cuts and bruises all over their bodies. None of that is important though. It is what they are holding that is important, for in their hands they hold the fate of the world.
YEA POST IT NOW OTHERWISE WE ARE ALL GONNA GET EDGY
It posted twice by accident...
Ooooooooo mysterious!
That's okay that u posted it twice - gave me a chance to read it twice as well!
How intriguing...
I WANT MORE!
Alright. here is Paragraph deux.
YES!!!! MORE MORE MORE MORE!
YAY!
well there are a few more than two in here, but one doesn't seem fair in this case, ok I'm stalling now..
The paper bags don’t look like much, I know, but it’s what’s inside them that really counts.
The two walk quickly over the pavement, careful not to spill any of the bags’ contents, or be spotted by anyone.
Just as they leave the parking lot, they near a playground, not enjoyed for a very long time. The play sets were decaying. The swings looked as though they had been ripped apart, and they probably were.
Beyond the park was an open field. It used to be bright green, but now, having been untended to for a while was losing its touch. Substituting the lush, beautiful trees which used to scatter the hills shaping the spherical form of the field, were small, brown, dead ones. .
The two kids tried to navigate around the hills for better cover, but –
“Well,” shouted a smooth voice from the other side of the field, “I knew I would find you here; you have a strong scent.” The man who said it waved his hand behind him at a humanoid creature that was standing on his right, very closely. So closely the man whacked him in the gut with his elbow. The thing didn’t react, though you could see an unnatural dent formed in his stomach, slowly popping itself back into its original appearance. This was the nature of a zombie. It can see, it can smell, it can hear, but it is dead.
JUST POST THE REST!!!
Woah.
MORE. I SAY MORE.
WOW AMAZING!!!!!!!! Do you have anything else?
My pleasure, I say
“It wasn’t so easy; I’ll give you that. We must’ve lost you’re scent a hundred times! But now it’s game over. You will now cease to exist.”
The siblings have been through this before, and they expected it to happen again, but this was the worst possible time. They know what happens next…
“Now my minions,” he says, the girl looks over to the boy, the boy puts down the bags he carries in the yellowing grass in the cover of the hill. It is possible the man didn’t see them. “Attack!” the man shouts, adding the anger for amusement. It sounds like he’s been practicing.
WOW how much have u done of this story?
the word "amusement" needs to be changed.
SWEET!
I like it.
Maybe u could change it to - for effect
Wait, Freakfan, why are you changing your pic constantly?
You are gonna make such a great author
I've got more.
Anyone wanna read my story?
From behind him, the zombie ran towards the two. And from behind it, an army of humanoid creatures follows. Some are strong and run like solders, some run slower, and some trip over themselves and fall on their faces.
Sometimes this helps the kids when it came time to actually facing them. They would approach in waves, getting easier and easier.
The boy and the girl know by now that the zombies who ran fast couldn’t be outrun, however running usually eliminates the slower zombies and the ones on their faces from a fight entirely.
They run, for they don’t have time to fight. They ran through the obstacle ridden playground, and back to the parking lot and wait for their opponents to catch up with them, and their breath too.
“Uh-Oh” says the boy looking back at the hill where he left the bags.
“Lars!” the girl shouts. The boy looks really disappointed in himself, but just then the zombies tumble through the gate bending the gate in order to be the first to get to the kids.
The kids take out their motor guns, and aim at the oncoming zombies.
They shoot accurately, but if not done correctly you just see similar results as the jab in the stomach of the scenting zombie.
Loud cracks can be heard if the zombies are shot on a bone. The ribs and head are an ideal place to shoot, but the kids doubt they feel this cracking, because, it doesn’t buy much more time than it does to look down curiously. They can get the eyes and noses of some of them. No blood traces the holes they puncture in their bones or face. The best spot to hit, however, is the legs. Zombies may be invincible, but their center of gravity is different from a living person and they trip easily.
Actually, I want to finish Thrust's so far first.
I Wanna read your story!!
I am?
But I want to finish Thrust's first.
Are you?
Woah amzing! Ur turn Sparky!!!!!
THRUST'S FIRST!
I dont know. Am I?
Okay THrusts first - How much more Thrust?
Post the rest now Thrust.
Yes - PLEASE THRUST!
PLEASE!
WE'RE ON OUR KNEES AND BEGGING - I'll give u a live chicken?????? =)
COME ONE ALREADY!
*is on knees and Thrust's feet*
PLEASE!
PRETTY PLEASE!
PRETTY PLEASE WITH SUGAR!!!
PRETTY PLEASE WITH SHERBET ON TOP!
PRETTY PLEASE WITH EVERYTHING ON TOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YEA - I AGREE WITH SPARKY!
COME ON! WE'RE ON THE EDGE OF OUR SEATS - U CANT JUST LEAVE US THERE!
I'm getting food.
There better be a story when I get back.
ARE U EVEN THERE THRUST?????????????????????????
Yea - a bite to eat is a good idea. I'm gonna find myself a new live chicken. They have all mysteriously disappeared . . . . . .
Okay I'm back. Where are u Thrust???????
I am too.
I'll be riiiiiight back.
*sighs*
*Chews on live chicken*
If he isn't posting up the rest of his story - u have to post up urs Sparky
Hey - dont u guys love my profile pic - my mouth is watering right now . . . . . . . . . . .
Grrrrrrrr where r u Sparky and Thrust
Sorry, I was watching the end of my all time favourite movie.
I'll post the story.
What movie were u watching?
Ready?
Scarlet walked out of school, her two ‘friends’ complaining about a Maths test or something.
‘Scarlet, what do you think?’ One of them asked. Scarlet turned, glaring. The two girls cowered.
‘I think that you wouldn’t be complaining as much if you had been paying attention in Maths instead of drooling at Travis.’ She scowled and kept walking. The girls looked at each other, looked back at Scarlet, realised they were being left behind and caught up with her.
‘Scarlet, you can’t treat us like that. You lucky to even, like, be talking to us.’ The second said. Scarlet stopped and faced them again.
‘Lucky? Lucky? How could anyone possibly think of me as lucky when I have two morons following me everywhere? Your constant chatter is turning my brain to mush. Goodbye Charlotte. Goodbye Jessica.’ And with that Scarlet walked home by herself, feeling like she should’ve done that three weeks ago when the two idiots had started to follow her like lost puppies. Scarlet sat down on her favourite bench at the park and started doing her homework. About five minutes later, a boy sat at the other end of the bench.
* * *
Two boys peeked around the corner. They were looking at an enormous set of doors. The doors were tall and grey. They looked like steel, but the boys couldn’t tell from the distance.
‘Dude, it can’t be true.’ The first said.
‘Shush! Travis, if they hear us, we are dead meat.’ The second whispered frantically. Travis laughed.
‘It is! I swear, it is.’
‘Prove it.’ Travis smirked.
‘Okay. Look at the entrance. If it wasn’t the entrance, why are there people guarding it? And why are there chains and locks around the door?’
‘Ace, it could be a prison.’ Travis said.
‘Travis! You know that isn’t a prison. You took me to the prison.’ Ace groaned.
‘True. But I still don’t believe you.’ Travis said. Ace sighed.
‘C’mon, if we stay any longer we’ll get caught.’
‘Fine.’ Travis grinned. They headed back to Ace’s house.
‘Travis I am sure that was the place.’ Ace insisted, walking in the gutter.
‘Why? Ace, really, why?’ Travis asked.
‘Because it makes sense. The doors would be small or decorated if it were for, say, the town hall.’ Ace was about to continue, when he saw a girl walking on the other side of the road. ‘Sorry Travis, got to go.’ Ace ran after her. Travis watched him go and shrugged.
* * *
Scarlet ignored the boy, concentrating on her homework. The boy said nothing. He sat, watching Scarlet intently and didn’t say a word. After twenty minutes Scarlet sighed, put her work down and scowled at him.
‘Are you here to stalk me, or tell me something? Because I don’t like people breathing down my neck while I work.’ She said, impatiently. The boy said nothing. Scarlet glared at him, something that generally made people cower. The boy stared back at her. Scarlet frowned slightly and glowered again. She inspected him. He had short black hair. His eyes were dark and his skin was pale.
‘Scarlet Grant, you have an assignment.’ He said. His voice was deep and menacing.
‘I do. I have a Maths assignment and a Science assignment and a History assignment- I could go on all day. But I am sure that isn’t what you mean.’
‘You are correct. Here.’ He handed her a folder. ‘You have one week to decide whether you will comply or not. If you do agree, I shall be seeing you again. If not, it was nice meeting you.’ He got up and walked away. Scarlet watched him walk away, very confused. She shook her head and finished her homework. Then she checked to see if anyone was around. No one was. She picked up the folder and looked at the outside. It was cream and made of cardboard. It looked very, very professional. Scarlet opened it up and started reading.
* * *
Ace followed the girl, silently. Eventually she walked into an empty alley.
‘Hello again Ace Collins.’ She said, not turning. Ace had been approached by the same girl and few days previously. She had long, straight black hair, dark eyes and pale skin.
‘I showed Travis. He didn’t believe me. And I want to know your name.’ Ace replied.
‘My name isn’t important. I told you that boy didn’t trust you. Are you ready?’
‘Your name is important. Show me the folder.’ He said, narrowing his eyes. The girl turned around and handed him the folder.
'My name is not important. You have one week to decide whether you will comply or not. If you do agree, I shall be seeing you again. If not, it was nice meeting you.' And with that she turned and left. Ace watched her go, then left for a nearby park. He sat down near a pond and looked at the folder. It was cream and cardboard. It looked extremely official. Ace opened it and started reading.
* * *
Scarlet finished reading the folder and looked at the bottom of the last page. There was a dotted line where she would sign if she agreed. She checked her watch and got up. She needed to go home. She got up, thinking about what they were asking her to do. It was ludicrous. Scarlet was only fourteen after all. She got home and walked straight to her mini library. She dropped her stuff on the floor and placed the folder on her desk. She then scanned her bookshelf, looking for her book on law. Scarlet picked out the book and flicked to the table of contents. Chapter Twelve- Laws. She checked up the list. Accepting the assignment would result in her breaking several laws. But she wanted to know more. She looked at the folder. It had said something in it about working with a partner. Who? She didn’t want the black-haired boy. He was creepy. And the first person Scarlet had met that didn’t react to her glare. People could meet it, and then shy away. But never stare back. It worried Scarlet greatly that anyone could do that. She looked across at her desk again. This was exactly what she had been wishing for. But now it was waiting for her she wasn’t so s
*sure.
That's the end. Sorry.
Of what I have so far.
Sorry if i dont reply for a while - im reading ur story =)
Coolies.
WOW! That is such an amazing story Have u got a name for it yet???
It's called Echo.
And thanks.
Wow cool!
Hey can I join The Staright Jackets????
*Sighs* If u dont answer I am going to go. So bye!
WAIT!!!
YES!
MY INTERNET SPAZZED!!!
hehehe i am still here =)
hehehe i am still here =)
Yay! I'm in The Straight Jackets! =)
Ahahaha.
You aren't yet.
Not. Yet.
:'(
You must APPLY.
Okay - I'm trusting the answer of Not Yet. How can i be???
How do i APPLY!
Please answer me!
Sorry.
Gimme a sec.
Okay - One sec
It's been more than One Sec Sparky. Where r u!
I'll be a minute or ten.
Oh - fine >:-(
Go here:
http://thestraightjackets.blogspot.com/2012/01/now-accepting-new-members.html#comment-form
Apply quickly, you have TEN MINUTES.
Okay.
You have ten minutes.
Frooooooooooooommmmmmm NOW!!!
Aw c'mon. You can do better than that.
wat wth my crazyness post?
wat wth my crazyness post?
wat wth my crazyness post?
Yes!
THREE MORE MINUTES!!!
Eeeeeek!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well.
Too late now.
I know
sorry
Now!
Back to writing!
okay
Sparky? u there?
Sorry.
Internet spaz.
And I'm writing.
Please come back
O okay
Uh...
is anyone here?
YUP!
BTW i applied again. I know it was a bit late but can u at least consider my entry? Thx
Hey, Sparky! I acidently click on another post, and i thought no one was around
Hi nobody I'm here!
Sparky may not read ur comment 4 a while cuz shes working on her story and her internet keeps on having spazes =)
I'm writing again!
Writing is fun!
Hey. Your obviously a big fan.
Yup - who isnt?
And Sparky, did you read my craziness yesterday, the thing about follow9ing your blog?
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