Dare. Yes, thank you, even though your format confused the shit out of me at first. Also thanks to JAYN for making it amazing. First taker: Truth or Dare?
...Holy god Why are we not doing this I would be ok with that but I like the JOLLY COOPERATION idea better c:
rofl BEWARE THE FLOOD
Oh man. Ohhhh man. You missed a particularly fruitful round of ToD. I dared him to open up a relationships hotline and respond to every question...
Can you honestly answer "Yes" to any of these questions? If so, which ones? That's simple? Yeesh... 1st Day Sumi (Roxas). I leave my RPG ideas with her so she can continue the story. I thank her for talking to me back then and now, and I ask her to pass along my well wishes to the rest of the forum. She's the first one I ever talked to here, so there's some sentimentality there; that and she's a nice gal who I'd expect to do a good job in my absence. 2nd Day DPWolf. I apologize for being such a jackass to her all the time. It probably ends in a shouting match anyway when I start getting stubborn. All the better, there ought to be some bad in with the good; I'm not perfect, and I don't expect everyone to remember me fondly. 3rd Day G_S. I entrust him with my story ideas, and everything I've learned as a writer. I leave him my legacy not yet built, leave him with the choice of whether to act on it or not. I wouldn't want to take his own dreams away from him, but I couldn't leave this world without knowing that my ideas survived, on the off chance they'd find their way to the people. 4th and 5th Days Makaze and What?. I entrust them with my own story; my history, my beliefs, my hardships, my dreams. I ask that they would keep me alive in writing, even if only for a few more decades, even if the only readers are friends and family. With Makaze, I debate every point that has defined my life, refine them until I've achieved some measure of perfection; with What?, I discuss everything I know and everything I've felt about Homestuck... maybe throw out a prediction on how it'll end. How it has to end. How we all have to end. I also apologize to him for repeatedly forgetting he's kinda young. 6th Day Rissy (Sheik). We spend the day playing games, talking, listening to music. Maybe a bit of friendly cuddling towards the end of the day. I tell her she'll be fine without me. I make her promise not to follow me until she's lived her life down to the last ounce, and even then kept on going. She's been the one who called on me the most, and I think my death would affect her the worst; it would tear me in two to think my dying would cut someone else's life short. 7th Day Something else I'd rather not give out because I'm lame it's kind of embarrassing... Says the guy who's too lazy for a dare :|
Right. Yeah, I guess that is kinda silly...
Your truths are getting dark. I like it <3 May I have another? First come first served: Truth or Dare?
Man, I'm surprised nobody's creeped by this. It's memetic, it's unavoidable, it's encroaching...
Wait... "Partner criteria?" Where is that?
GET HELP. You start noticing those words when you're going about your day-to-day business - just flipping through the classifieds, or posted on telephones near bridges. Normal places. Just words that seem to be catching your eye. Then they start appearing more randomly: the first seven tiles you pick in Scrabble, the first spoonful of Alphabet Soup, even those stupid spams sent by strangers. You even check a few of them, but they all end up being for the same old pills and promises. Now it's getting so everything you read has those words crop up - close-captioned TV shows, book titles, CDs, bus schedules, menus, everywhere. It's distracting, very very distracting, it's so very hard to concentrate when words squiggle out of the corner of your eye, when the keyboard's no longer qwerty but gethelpgethelpgethelp. The delusion's taking its toll. Who needs help? Who's sending you this message? Why you? How can you help someone who you don't even know? You're trying to type an email to a friend. It's very hard to do. The letters keep swimming and it's giving you a headache. You add an apology in the email, just in case your writing's garbled. You finally hit send. Your head is pounding. Later, you wake up. You're in the hospital. Your friend is sitting beside you. I was so worried, he says. When you sent that email. GET HELP GET HELP GET HELP, over and over. I came over, he says, and found you on the floor. They had to do surgery. Do you know what they found? A second brain. Tiny but fully formed, growing in your head. It was blocking an artery. You're lucky to be alive. But you aren't really listening to your friend any more. You're staring at a fire escape diagram near your bed. It doesn't say anything about fire safety at all. FINALLY! it says. IT WAS GETTING CROWDED IN HERE. Spoiler No, this doesn't belong to me. Just some fun little creepypasta that I tried and failed to recreate from memory a long time ago.
You made it hard to choose. I like horror stories :D In fact I might write a short one before I go to sleep tonight. Also I'm surprised you didn't ask who my Member Three was gonna be lol
Rep and You: How to Make a Huge Deal Out of Nothing at All
Member One: Ashwin, 'cause he's my best buddy. Member Two: Forsaken. Nyeh nyeh xP Member Three: ...I have someone in mind, but god it'll sound lame of me to say. Wouldn't really want to say it in public, anyway. Member Four: I dunno, Nekoki or something. Member Five: I wanna say Kintaro, but he was banned, so... Feenie. Member Six: Saximaphone. Member Seven: Daxa. Member Eight: WELL I'M GLAD I DIDN'T SAY WHO #3 WAS, SHE WOULD'VE DIED HERE. And they got Ashwin noooo ;_; Laria I guess Member Nine: Makaze. Member Ten: Me. The Demon is resurrected in me, and I must hold a Battle at the Center of the Mind to vanquish it. I start to lose, but I tap into its own power to destroy it. Battle theme here. It mocks me as it vanishes, saying that by using its power I've branded myself with its mark, and I wrestle with a dark temptation far into the indeterminable future. [/sequelhook]
Oh my god I did it. I DID IT. I'M ON THE FIRST PAGE. :DDDDD THIS CALLS FOR A SW33T R4V3 P4RTY
What's the most expensive thing you've ever stolen or broken (either or both)?
That would be a good example of graphics, but not of stor-*shot*
Twoof. To the below: T o D?
HEY GUYS IS JAYN STILL BETTER THAN ME i shall not be dare-feated so easily
IT'LL CURE WHAT AILS YA ... mfw you are doing this so we get to page 5 faster ; w; JAYN FOR KINDEST MEMBER 2011
oh god my my ribs can't breathe
