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Nationstatelandsville
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Postby Nationstatelandsville » Tue Mar 26, 2013 4:39 pm

Nightkill the Emperor wrote:
Nationstatelandsville wrote:Yes, we know.

I like trains.
*is run over*

Nightkill the Emperor - father, martial artist, engineer, medical degree, recovering drug addict, avid watcher of YouTube Flash animation skits.
"Then I was fertilized and grew wise;
From a word to a word I was led to a word,
From a work to a work I was led to a work."
- Odin, Hávamál 138-141, the Poetic Edda, as translated by Dan McCoy.

I enjoy meta-humor and self-deprecation. Annoying, right?

Goodbye.

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Postby Nightkill the Emperor » Tue Mar 26, 2013 4:41 pm

Nationstatelandsville wrote:
Nightkill the Emperor wrote:I like trains.
*is run over*

Nightkill the Emperor - father, martial artist, engineer, medical degree, recovering drug addict, avid watcher of YouTube Flash animation skits.

I don't have a medical degree, actually, I fucked up and was removed before I could. :p

I do, however, have an engineering degree.
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Postby Nationstatelandsville » Tue Mar 26, 2013 4:42 pm

Nightkill the Emperor wrote:I don't have a medical degree, actually, I fucked up and was removed before I could. :p

Remind me not to buy an artificial arm from your company, then.
"Then I was fertilized and grew wise;
From a word to a word I was led to a word,
From a work to a work I was led to a work."
- Odin, Hávamál 138-141, the Poetic Edda, as translated by Dan McCoy.

I enjoy meta-humor and self-deprecation. Annoying, right?

Goodbye.

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Postby Nightkill the Emperor » Tue Mar 26, 2013 4:43 pm

Nationstatelandsville wrote:
Nightkill the Emperor wrote:I don't have a medical degree, actually, I fucked up and was removed before I could. :p

Remind me not to buy an artificial arm from your company, then.

That's where the engineering part kicks in.

I still take some medical courses online though and I might restart them in university here, so I can get the practical experience again.
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Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".

Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.

Monfrox wrote:
The balkens wrote:
# went there....

It's Nightkill. He's been there so long he rents out rooms to other people at a flat rate, but demands cash up front.

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Postby Nightkill the Emperor » Tue Mar 26, 2013 4:51 pm

In EH, this is one of the normal things to happen.
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Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".

Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.

Monfrox wrote:
The balkens wrote:
# went there....

It's Nightkill. He's been there so long he rents out rooms to other people at a flat rate, but demands cash up front.

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Postby Nightkill the Emperor » Tue Mar 26, 2013 4:54 pm

How could you forget someone who was naked first day of term?

You'd be amazed.
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Tiami is cool.
Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".

Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.

Monfrox wrote:
The balkens wrote:
# went there....

It's Nightkill. He's been there so long he rents out rooms to other people at a flat rate, but demands cash up front.

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Postby Individuality-ness » Tue Mar 26, 2013 4:56 pm

Nightkill the Emperor wrote:
How could you forget someone who was naked first day of term?

You'd be amazed.

I'll trust you on this one. Although it's only been one day.
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Postby Nude East Ireland » Tue Mar 26, 2013 4:56 pm

Lieutenant Fischer is perhaps the only Lawful Good character I've ever created.
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Postby Nightkill the Emperor » Tue Mar 26, 2013 4:57 pm

Nude East Ireland wrote:Lieutenant Fischer is perhaps the only Lawful Good character I've ever created.

Don't be absurd, Khana was obviously Lawful Good.
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Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".

Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.

Monfrox wrote:
The balkens wrote:
# went there....

It's Nightkill. He's been there so long he rents out rooms to other people at a flat rate, but demands cash up front.

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Postby Nude East Ireland » Tue Mar 26, 2013 4:58 pm

Nightkill the Emperor wrote:
Nude East Ireland wrote:Lieutenant Fischer is perhaps the only Lawful Good character I've ever created.

Don't be absurd, Khana was obviously Lawful Good.

Obviously.
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Postby Nationstatelandsville » Tue Mar 26, 2013 4:59 pm

Nightkill the Emperor wrote:
Nude East Ireland wrote:Lieutenant Fischer is perhaps the only Lawful Good character I've ever created.

Don't be absurd, Khana was obviously Lawful Good.

"I adhere only to the law of God! And, by God, I mean my dick!" - Krishna Khana on being arrested for seventeen counts of possession and six counts of prostitution.
"Then I was fertilized and grew wise;
From a word to a word I was led to a word,
From a work to a work I was led to a work."
- Odin, Hávamál 138-141, the Poetic Edda, as translated by Dan McCoy.

I enjoy meta-humor and self-deprecation. Annoying, right?

Goodbye.

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Postby Individuality-ness » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:01 pm

Nationstatelandsville wrote:
Nightkill the Emperor wrote:Don't be absurd, Khana was obviously Lawful Good.

"I adhere only to the law of God! And, by God, I mean my dick!" - Krishna Khana on being arrested for seventeen counts of possession and six counts of prostitution.

You're underestimating the number of counts.
"I should have listened to her, so hard to keep control. We kept on eating but our bloated bellies still not full."
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Postby Zarkenis Ultima » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:02 pm

Individuality-ness wrote:
Nationstatelandsville wrote:"I adhere only to the law of God! And, by God, I mean my dick!" - Krishna Khana on being arrested for seventeen counts of possession and six counts of prostitution.

You're underestimating the number of counts.


They didn't dare continue investigating.
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Postby Nightkill the Emperor » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:03 pm

I think I'll wrap up the simulation in this next post, since it's gone on a bit long and you guys will get more mileage out of just having your characters normally interact.
Hi! I'm Khan, your local misanthropic Indian.
I wear teal, blue & pink for Swith.
P2TM RP Discussion Thread
If you want a good rp, read this shit.
Tiami is cool.
Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".

Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.

Monfrox wrote:
The balkens wrote:
# went there....

It's Nightkill. He's been there so long he rents out rooms to other people at a flat rate, but demands cash up front.

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Postby Nationstatelandsville » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:03 pm

Individuality-ness wrote:
Nationstatelandsville wrote:"I adhere only to the law of God! And, by God, I mean my dick!" - Krishna Khana on being arrested for seventeen counts of possession and six counts of prostitution.

You're underestimating the number of counts.

They tried to get him with more, but the investigating officer woke up in San Juan the next month with no pants on and an inexplicably green beard.
"Then I was fertilized and grew wise;
From a word to a word I was led to a word,
From a work to a work I was led to a work."
- Odin, Hávamál 138-141, the Poetic Edda, as translated by Dan McCoy.

I enjoy meta-humor and self-deprecation. Annoying, right?

Goodbye.

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Postby Individuality-ness » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:04 pm

Nationstatelandsville wrote:
Individuality-ness wrote:You're underestimating the number of counts.

They tried to get him with more, but the investigating officer woke up in San Juan the next month with no pants on and an inexplicably green beard.

Makes sense.
"I should have listened to her, so hard to keep control. We kept on eating but our bloated bellies still not full."
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Postby Condunum » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:25 pm

This is the first one shot I've done. I think it's good for mediocre work :P

"Open your textbooks to the beginning of chapter five. We're going to start reviewing b-"

The teacher was interrupted by the would of a lout fart. Yeah, a fart. It's high school, the fuck ya gonna do?

After the giggling subsided, he continued, "Okay... Anyhow... We're going to begin study on black holes. Again. Because someone can't seem to understand the concept."

Neil shifted in his seat a bit. He understood the concept, the teacher was just wrong. Dead wrong.

Then the door burst open, and a [url=t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSlILGFstWoQ3-JBXrpfMlfCGHwOBdvZBbndDZt191zhueZQr2mzA]very scary looking woman[/url] stepped in. "Neil deGrasse Tyson? She boomed with a loud, screeching voice. The students immediately around her covered their ears, and one passed out.

"Y-yes?" Neil responded.

"My name is Agent Cillary Hinton. Come with me." She walked briskly over to him and dragged him out of the room.

"Hey, you can't just take my st-" The teacher was again cut off by a fart and more giggling. "Fuck this, I quit." and he walked out.

Skip boring shit. They arrive at a secret base that only 7 people know about and 3000 people work in.

"What am I doing here?" asked Tyson, who had been ignored this whole time because protagonists aren't allowed to talk off-camera. He shouted again, "WHY HAVE YOU TAKEN ME HERE?!"

Cillary glared at him, and he sat down. "You're here because we need your help. We caught wind of your essay, and you're the first person to actually understand black holes. At least, this one."

"This one? I don't get it."

"Listen, you little punk. I don't have the time to explain this shit to you, and the narrator is tired so I'll make this quick. You're the only person who has ever understood the nature of this black hole. It's forming a few light years away from earth. We know about it right now without being dead because."

"Holy shit."

"I know, cool right?"

"What?!" shouted Neil, "You're sick!"

"My husband is a cheater. I have excuses."

Fuck this shit, I'm too tired for more bickering. They get inside, and some astronomically sized computers stood inside a big room. One of the scientists was playing Pac Man. He quickly shut it off and changed the screen to display a large red object on a black background dotted with little white specs. Stars. It was the forming black hole.

"Holy shit." said Neil.

"It's up to you, dude." said a generic scientist, before going into a private room to hang himself.

Neil walked up to the computer and began to punch in random numbers and buttons. Really, he was just typing fast for show. He had only actually needed to hit three buttons to calibrate and fire the gravity destruction ray.

WOOSH! Loud noises were heard outside, followed by screaming, and then loud bangs all around.

"The fuck just happened?" Asked a scientist.

"I killed Agent Cillary."

Suddenly, the image on the screen changed. The black hole disappeared, and the rubble of a space object was left in it's place.

"Wha... What happened?"

"It was simple," laughed Neil, "Cillary was cloaking an alien invasion ship with a fake black hole. I used your gravity killing ray thingy to reverse the gravity in a four mile area around this mountain for ten seconds - long enough for her to float into the air high enough to die on impact. The resulting traumatic dead she suffered overloaded the fail safe in her cloaking device, which caused a massive explosion within the cloaking field. So the ship was ripped to pieces because they were too stupid to invest in the more shock resistant cloaking field. And that is what the lowest bidder gets you, you sorry pricks."

And then he walked out.
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Postby Olthar » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:26 pm

Sari-chan is still waiting for an answer from the real Crowley. D':
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Postby Individuality-ness » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:26 pm

Condunum wrote:This is the first one shot I've done. I think it's good for mediocre work :P

"Open your textbooks to the beginning of chapter five. We're going to start reviewing b-"

The teacher was interrupted by the would of a lout fart. Yeah, a fart. It's high school, the fuck ya gonna do?

After the giggling subsided, he continued, "Okay... Anyhow... We're going to begin study on black holes. Again. Because someone can't seem to understand the concept."

Neil shifted in his seat a bit. He understood the concept, the teacher was just wrong. Dead wrong.

Then the door burst open, and a [url=t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSlILGFstWoQ3-JBXrpfMlfCGHwOBdvZBbndDZt191zhueZQr2mzA]very scary looking woman[/url] stepped in. "Neil deGrasse Tyson? She boomed with a loud, screeching voice. The students immediately around her covered their ears, and one passed out.

"Y-yes?" Neil responded.

"My name is Agent Cillary Hinton. Come with me." She walked briskly over to him and dragged him out of the room.

"Hey, you can't just take my st-" The teacher was again cut off by a fart and more giggling. "Fuck this, I quit." and he walked out.

Skip boring shit. They arrive at a secret base that only 7 people know about and 3000 people work in.

"What am I doing here?" asked Tyson, who had been ignored this whole time because protagonists aren't allowed to talk off-camera. He shouted again, "WHY HAVE YOU TAKEN ME HERE?!"

Cillary glared at him, and he sat down. "You're here because we need your help. We caught wind of your essay, and you're the first person to actually understand black holes. At least, this one."

"This one? I don't get it."

"Listen, you little punk. I don't have the time to explain this shit to you, and the narrator is tired so I'll make this quick. You're the only person who has ever understood the nature of this black hole. It's forming a few light years away from earth. We know about it right now without being dead because."

"Holy shit."

"I know, cool right?"

"What?!" shouted Neil, "You're sick!"

"My husband is a cheater. I have excuses."

Fuck this shit, I'm too tired for more bickering. They get inside, and some astronomically sized computers stood inside a big room. One of the scientists was playing Pac Man. He quickly shut it off and changed the screen to display a large red object on a black background dotted with little white specs. Stars. It was the forming black hole.

"Holy shit." said Neil.

"It's up to you, dude." said a generic scientist, before going into a private room to hang himself.

Neil walked up to the computer and began to punch in random numbers and buttons. Really, he was just typing fast for show. He had only actually needed to hit three buttons to calibrate and fire the gravity destruction ray.

WOOSH! Loud noises were heard outside, followed by screaming, and then loud bangs all around.

"The fuck just happened?" Asked a scientist.

"I killed Agent Cillary."

Suddenly, the image on the screen changed. The black hole disappeared, and the rubble of a space object was left in it's place.

"Wha... What happened?"

"It was simple," laughed Neil, "Hillary was cloaking an alien invasion ship with a fake black hole. I used your gravity killing ray thingy to reverse the gravity in a four mile area around this mountain for ten seconds - long enough for her to float into the air high enough to die on impact. The resulting traumatic dead she suffered overloaded the fail safe in her cloaking device, which caused a massive explosion within the cloaking field. So the ship was ripped to pieces because they were too stupid to invest in the more shock resistant cloaking field. And that is what the lowest bidder gets you, you sorry pricks."

And then he walked out.

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"I should have listened to her, so hard to keep control. We kept on eating but our bloated bellies still not full."
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Postby Nightkill the Emperor » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:26 pm

Condunum wrote:This is the first one shot I've done. I think it's good for mediocre work :P

"Open your textbooks to the beginning of chapter five. We're going to start reviewing b-"

The teacher was interrupted by the would of a lout fart. Yeah, a fart. It's high school, the fuck ya gonna do?

After the giggling subsided, he continued, "Okay... Anyhow... We're going to begin study on black holes. Again. Because someone can't seem to understand the concept."

Neil shifted in his seat a bit. He understood the concept, the teacher was just wrong. Dead wrong.

Then the door burst open, and a [url=t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSlILGFstWoQ3-JBXrpfMlfCGHwOBdvZBbndDZt191zhueZQr2mzA]very scary looking woman[/url] stepped in. "Neil deGrasse Tyson? She boomed with a loud, screeching voice. The students immediately around her covered their ears, and one passed out.

"Y-yes?" Neil responded.

"My name is Agent Cillary Hinton. Come with me." She walked briskly over to him and dragged him out of the room.

"Hey, you can't just take my st-" The teacher was again cut off by a fart and more giggling. "Fuck this, I quit." and he walked out.

Skip boring shit. They arrive at a secret base that only 7 people know about and 3000 people work in.

"What am I doing here?" asked Tyson, who had been ignored this whole time because protagonists aren't allowed to talk off-camera. He shouted again, "WHY HAVE YOU TAKEN ME HERE?!"

Cillary glared at him, and he sat down. "You're here because we need your help. We caught wind of your essay, and you're the first person to actually understand black holes. At least, this one."

"This one? I don't get it."

"Listen, you little punk. I don't have the time to explain this shit to you, and the narrator is tired so I'll make this quick. You're the only person who has ever understood the nature of this black hole. It's forming a few light years away from earth. We know about it right now without being dead because."

"Holy shit."

"I know, cool right?"

"What?!" shouted Neil, "You're sick!"

"My husband is a cheater. I have excuses."

Fuck this shit, I'm too tired for more bickering. They get inside, and some astronomically sized computers stood inside a big room. One of the scientists was playing Pac Man. He quickly shut it off and changed the screen to display a large red object on a black background dotted with little white specs. Stars. It was the forming black hole.

"Holy shit." said Neil.

"It's up to you, dude." said a generic scientist, before going into a private room to hang himself.

Neil walked up to the computer and began to punch in random numbers and buttons. Really, he was just typing fast for show. He had only actually needed to hit three buttons to calibrate and fire the gravity destruction ray.

WOOSH! Loud noises were heard outside, followed by screaming, and then loud bangs all around.

"The fuck just happened?" Asked a scientist.

"I killed Agent Cillary."

Suddenly, the image on the screen changed. The black hole disappeared, and the rubble of a space object was left in it's place.

"Wha... What happened?"

"It was simple," laughed Neil, "Hillary was cloaking an alien invasion ship with a fake black hole. I used your gravity killing ray thingy to reverse the gravity in a four mile area around this mountain for ten seconds - long enough for her to float into the air high enough to die on impact. The resulting traumatic dead she suffered overloaded the fail safe in her cloaking device, which caused a massive explosion within the cloaking field. So the ship was ripped to pieces because they were too stupid to invest in the more shock resistant cloaking field. And that is what the lowest bidder gets you, you sorry pricks."

And then he walked out.

I have no idea what I just skimmed.
Hi! I'm Khan, your local misanthropic Indian.
I wear teal, blue & pink for Swith.
P2TM RP Discussion Thread
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Tiami is cool.
Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".

Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.

Monfrox wrote:
The balkens wrote:
# went there....

It's Nightkill. He's been there so long he rents out rooms to other people at a flat rate, but demands cash up front.

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Postby Nightkill the Emperor » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:28 pm

In any case, I should post in RU2.
Hi! I'm Khan, your local misanthropic Indian.
I wear teal, blue & pink for Swith.
P2TM RP Discussion Thread
If you want a good rp, read this shit.
Tiami is cool.
Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".

Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.

Monfrox wrote:
The balkens wrote:
# went there....

It's Nightkill. He's been there so long he rents out rooms to other people at a flat rate, but demands cash up front.

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Postby Condunum » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:30 pm

Individuality-ness wrote:
Condunum wrote:This is the first one shot I've done. I think it's good for mediocre work :P

"Open your textbooks to the beginning of chapter five. We're going to start reviewing b-"

The teacher was interrupted by the would of a lout fart. Yeah, a fart. It's high school, the fuck ya gonna do?

After the giggling subsided, he continued, "Okay... Anyhow... We're going to begin study on black holes. Again. Because someone can't seem to understand the concept."

Neil shifted in his seat a bit. He understood the concept, the teacher was just wrong. Dead wrong.

Then the door burst open, and a [url=t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSlILGFstWoQ3-JBXrpfMlfCGHwOBdvZBbndDZt191zhueZQr2mzA]very scary looking woman[/url] stepped in. "Neil deGrasse Tyson? She boomed with a loud, screeching voice. The students immediately around her covered their ears, and one passed out.

"Y-yes?" Neil responded.

"My name is Agent Cillary Hinton. Come with me." She walked briskly over to him and dragged him out of the room.

"Hey, you can't just take my st-" The teacher was again cut off by a fart and more giggling. "Fuck this, I quit." and he walked out.

Skip boring shit. They arrive at a secret base that only 7 people know about and 3000 people work in.

"What am I doing here?" asked Tyson, who had been ignored this whole time because protagonists aren't allowed to talk off-camera. He shouted again, "WHY HAVE YOU TAKEN ME HERE?!"

Cillary glared at him, and he sat down. "You're here because we need your help. We caught wind of your essay, and you're the first person to actually understand black holes. At least, this one."

"This one? I don't get it."

"Listen, you little punk. I don't have the time to explain this shit to you, and the narrator is tired so I'll make this quick. You're the only person who has ever understood the nature of this black hole. It's forming a few light years away from earth. We know about it right now without being dead because."

"Holy shit."

"I know, cool right?"

"What?!" shouted Neil, "You're sick!"

"My husband is a cheater. I have excuses."

Fuck this shit, I'm too tired for more bickering. They get inside, and some astronomically sized computers stood inside a big room. One of the scientists was playing Pac Man. He quickly shut it off and changed the screen to display a large red object on a black background dotted with little white specs. Stars. It was the forming black hole.

"Holy shit." said Neil.

"It's up to you, dude." said a generic scientist, before going into a private room to hang himself.

Neil walked up to the computer and began to punch in random numbers and buttons. Really, he was just typing fast for show. He had only actually needed to hit three buttons to calibrate and fire the gravity destruction ray.

WOOSH! Loud noises were heard outside, followed by screaming, and then loud bangs all around.

"The fuck just happened?" Asked a scientist.

"I killed Agent Cillary."

Suddenly, the image on the screen changed. The black hole disappeared, and the rubble of a space object was left in it's place.

"Wha... What happened?"

"It was simple," laughed Neil, "Hillary was cloaking an alien invasion ship with a fake black hole. I used your gravity killing ray thingy to reverse the gravity in a four mile area around this mountain for ten seconds - long enough for her to float into the air high enough to die on impact. The resulting traumatic dead she suffered overloaded the fail safe in her cloaking device, which caused a massive explosion within the cloaking field. So the ship was ripped to pieces because they were too stupid to invest in the more shock resistant cloaking field. And that is what the lowest bidder gets you, you sorry pricks."

And then he walked out.

Title?

I slept for one hour. I can't think anymore.
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Postby Individuality-ness » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:30 pm

Condunum wrote:
Individuality-ness wrote:Title?

I slept for one hour. I can't think anymore.

It's okay. You can either give me a title later or I'll make up one.
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Postby Condunum » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:31 pm

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Condunum wrote:This is the first one shot I've done. I think it's good for mediocre work :P

"Open your textbooks to the beginning of chapter five. We're going to start reviewing b-"

The teacher was interrupted by the would of a lout fart. Yeah, a fart. It's high school, the fuck ya gonna do?

After the giggling subsided, he continued, "Okay... Anyhow... We're going to begin study on black holes. Again. Because someone can't seem to understand the concept."

Neil shifted in his seat a bit. He understood the concept, the teacher was just wrong. Dead wrong.

Then the door burst open, and a [url=t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSlILGFstWoQ3-JBXrpfMlfCGHwOBdvZBbndDZt191zhueZQr2mzA]very scary looking woman[/url] stepped in. "Neil deGrasse Tyson? She boomed with a loud, screeching voice. The students immediately around her covered their ears, and one passed out.

"Y-yes?" Neil responded.

"My name is Agent Cillary Hinton. Come with me." She walked briskly over to him and dragged him out of the room.

"Hey, you can't just take my st-" The teacher was again cut off by a fart and more giggling. "Fuck this, I quit." and he walked out.

Skip boring shit. They arrive at a secret base that only 7 people know about and 3000 people work in.

"What am I doing here?" asked Tyson, who had been ignored this whole time because protagonists aren't allowed to talk off-camera. He shouted again, "WHY HAVE YOU TAKEN ME HERE?!"

Cillary glared at him, and he sat down. "You're here because we need your help. We caught wind of your essay, and you're the first person to actually understand black holes. At least, this one."

"This one? I don't get it."

"Listen, you little punk. I don't have the time to explain this shit to you, and the narrator is tired so I'll make this quick. You're the only person who has ever understood the nature of this black hole. It's forming a few light years away from earth. We know about it right now without being dead because."

"Holy shit."

"I know, cool right?"

"What?!" shouted Neil, "You're sick!"

"My husband is a cheater. I have excuses."

Fuck this shit, I'm too tired for more bickering. They get inside, and some astronomically sized computers stood inside a big room. One of the scientists was playing Pac Man. He quickly shut it off and changed the screen to display a large red object on a black background dotted with little white specs. Stars. It was the forming black hole.

"Holy shit." said Neil.

"It's up to you, dude." said a generic scientist, before going into a private room to hang himself.

Neil walked up to the computer and began to punch in random numbers and buttons. Really, he was just typing fast for show. He had only actually needed to hit three buttons to calibrate and fire the gravity destruction ray.

WOOSH! Loud noises were heard outside, followed by screaming, and then loud bangs all around.

"The fuck just happened?" Asked a scientist.

"I killed Agent Cillary."

Suddenly, the image on the screen changed. The black hole disappeared, and the rubble of a space object was left in it's place.

"Wha... What happened?"

"It was simple," laughed Neil, "Hillary was cloaking an alien invasion ship with a fake black hole. I used your gravity killing ray thingy to reverse the gravity in a four mile area around this mountain for ten seconds - long enough for her to float into the air high enough to die on impact. The resulting traumatic dead she suffered overloaded the fail safe in her cloaking device, which caused a massive explosion within the cloaking field. So the ship was ripped to pieces because they were too stupid to invest in the more shock resistant cloaking field. And that is what the lowest bidder gets you, you sorry pricks."

And then he walked out.

I have no idea what I just skimmed.

I think it's better that way. Strangely enough, the ending wasn't ENTIRELY out of the blue.
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Postby Zarkenis Ultima » Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:31 pm

Sooo, if anyone wants to interact with Lyra, feel free.
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