Fireoria
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| 17 May 2017 03:32 PM |
| I'm not trying to get popular or draw attention or anything like that, I know OT has some very... well... creative minds... ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) |
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Fireoria
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| 17 May 2017 03:37 PM |
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atoxical
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| 17 May 2017 03:37 PM |
no one wants to take time to write something about you
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| 17 May 2017 03:38 PM |
| What atoxical said isn't true! I just can't write much when there's no real background I'm given. Give me something to work with and I'll give it a shot! |
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Fireoria
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| 17 May 2017 03:40 PM |
c man: What if you used bathroom h--never mind. |
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| 17 May 2017 03:42 PM |
Fire touched the floor. It was warm. He got a text from RedCherryTree. It read "ur mom"
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| 17 May 2017 03:43 PM |
| BACKGROUND. Some groundwork to make a story out of! |
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atoxical
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Fireoria
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| 17 May 2017 03:45 PM |
c man: Okay, how about something to do with scripting frustration? |
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| 17 May 2017 03:46 PM |
| That's not really space for a story... |
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TekViper
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| Joined: 22 Aug 2008 |
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| 17 May 2017 03:47 PM |
Fireoria was walking through a wooded park one day, when he stumbled across a dog.
She didn't realize the dog was a stray, but then it bit him. She had no clue what to do about the dog sinking it's dangs into his flesh. but then Fireoria came to a conclusion.
*lightbulb*
Fireoria sat on the dog and thanked the powers of kek for her intelligence.
The dog didn't say anything...
Until Fireoria striked up a convseration!!!
"S-so.. hows it going?"
*gnawing on arm*
"I-I could really use something to dry my arm from all this.. blood"
*Fireoria blushes*
*-dog moving up arm
-Fireoria dies-
*what is this world?*
"It's the shinigami world." |
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Fireoria
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| 17 May 2017 03:50 PM |
It was a nice, sunny day, but Fireoria was in his house in front of the computer, attempting to make a game on ROBLOX (via ROBLOX Studio, of course) to please his cousins who hardly ever hang out with him anymore. Every time he thinks about those memories, his heart aches with nostalgia. He is determined to bring those memories back to life and have happiness once again.
There, work with that. |
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Fireoria
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TekViper
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| Joined: 22 Aug 2008 |
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| 17 May 2017 03:51 PM |
SECOND EXTENSION
"-the shinigami whah?"
"The shinigami world, the place bad people go where they die. Yeah, you're in it."
"Is there anything for me to do?"
"You can either eat cookies or write names in your death note. But we ran outta cookies over 9000 years ago so... we've been doing a lotta death noting."
-eats death note-
"WHA- WHAT RU DOOING!??!?!?"
-Fireoria acends into heaven-
"NOOO-OOOOOOOOOnOooo..."
-shinigami world implodes, everything there is destroyed excpet for fireoria who goes to heaven- |
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TekViper
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| Joined: 22 Aug 2008 |
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| 17 May 2017 03:52 PM |
| @everyone I stayed up an extra 9 mintues writing that, someone please continue with the story, I'm going to ASMR myself to #### |
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| 17 May 2017 04:01 PM |
Okay, that's much better. Not exactly what I was hoping for, but it works.
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Sometimes I wonder if I hit a wrong string. If I, maybe, said something I shouldn't have. Years ago, it was a lot more bright. Even a day such as this felt rainy, and life-draining. Now I sit here trying to entertain people that used to laugh at everything. As we get older, I guess it's harder to find happiness. Long nights where our parents let us stay up later, constantly squabbling to make little games that never went anywhere. The disappointment every time they had to leave. The explosion of joy as soon as we saw each other.
Those days are over, though. None of us seem to find any investment in those. Did we get older or did the games? That's another question I want to ask, but that'd be wasted time. I like to think that it wasn't my fault somehow, but I'm sure it was. Maybe I stopped being as creative, or maybe I started being perfectionist and refused the fun ideas in place of realistic ones. It just feels like a routine. No emotions are exchanged whenever we have to separate.
Sometimes I try to find those feelings again but it never works. Only fuzzy emotions of the past. I feel a split second of warmth somewhere deep ###### ### but it never lasts. It is immediately replaced with a void that makes my heart sink. Having to make workarounds for hilarious contraptions that filled afternoons with laughter at the failures, and cheering as we discovered a new way to do things. Rapid fire rocket launchers, our first guns, amazing worlds where you jump from obstacle to obstacle. Now it just feels like we're trying to recreate the real world.
Maybe in the future, when we come back together after a long break, we'll have fun again. I want to experience those feelings now. I fear that if we stop hanging out, we'll stop being friends and it hardly even feels like we're friends now. It makes my eyes water to look at the boundless save files from projects past, but I hide it until they're gone. A sigh always escapes me as soon as they drive away.
Old habits die hard, I guess. |
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Fireoria
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| 17 May 2017 04:31 PM |
| That's... psychic... *sniffle* but so very clear... and beautiful... |
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