((All right. With the Mach Games and Machpocalypse, I feel like I’d give writing forum lore an actual shot. I’ll still be updating Elder Tales, but with that being on the way out - I wanted to write something that was a little more freeing and with a larger cast. ))
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“… Take one down, pass it around! Now you have no more threads that say COLONEL%20THUNDER on them! How about that gang? Wasn’t that fun?”
“TC, that was the dumbest fucking thing that I ever had to listen to.”
“Aww. Come on, Tirin! I thought it was a very touching story of triumph over the forum blunder that I made!”
“Y’know. I don’t like to agree with Tirin, but yeah, that was pretty dumb, man.”
“Not you too, Easy! Gah! I’ll have to try writing it again.”
“I might have to include that in my next CYOA…” Coolpool muttered, writing more down into his notebook that had “CYOA Ideas” written on it. Tolvan, sitting next to him, caught a glimpse of the pages - lots of paragraphs were violently scratched out.
“Oi. Tolvan. Why the fakk are you wearin’ a cloak and carrying a rapier?”
“Because, Andy, a rapier is re-“ Tovan started to answer before being interrupted. “Really lame. It’s really lame, Tolvan.” Shadow spoke from the back of the bus, polishing his magnum while the rest of Team Dash laughed at his quip.
“Shadow and Tolvan? Hm… Yeah, I can ship that. Give me a moment - I might have a meme on my phone to portray how I feel.”
“Req! You weren’t supposed to bring your phone! No technology! Didn’t you read the pamphlet that I had Artist draw up for this trip?”
“Uhm.. Yes…. no. No, I didn’t, Recon."
The chatter on the bus came to a close as Jeroth cleared his throat.
“Rotten Elms. The spookiest trip of the century. Our lovable guide, TC, is going to show us around a haunted camping site that was sponsored by Recon and Artist. Ghost stories galore - this trip will have everyone shaking in their boots. Also, be sure to check out my stream at: twitch.tv/dangervideogames where I’ll be- Really, TC? You advertised your Twitch channel in a camping trip for a week?”
“But I added so many cool things! Like points and hot robots!”
The bus was packed to the brim with forumers all on their way to Rotten Elms. It had been hours since they were on a major road, managing to make turns through what seemed to be an abandoned residential area within a forest.
“Go over the bridge, Tag, and follow the road into the forest. We should be there soon.”
Tag gave a nod, driving the bus as Stealthy gave instructions on how to reach the ghost town that TC had blundered upon. A heavy mist swirled around the bridge and the woods as the tires of the bus slowly crunched over the pebbles and twigs on the dirt road. The bus bounced and rocked on the uneven dirt road as everyone’s chattering was reduced to a silent awe at the eeriness of the area. The lights on the bus began to flicker on and off while the dark branches of trees scratched and slammed against the windows. The bus abruptly stopped as the sound of the engine could still be heard.
“SHIT! TAG! THE ROAD!”
“DIOS MIO!”
“EVERYONE HOLD ON TIGHT!”
The sound of the ground underneath of them gave way as the bus began to lurch backward. The tires rolled against the cliff as the lights on the bus went out, leaving them in darkness.
Groans could be heard before accompanied by the sounds of flashlights turning on. Beams of light bounced within the bus as the forumers began to get their bearings.
A beam of light hits you in the face as you hear:
"Hey, are you all right?" You hear a name that follows afterward as you let out a groan .
- Whitetiger
- Tolvan
- Rondait
- Coolpool
- Custom (Choose a character) from the cast listed below:
Cast:
Administrators
TC
Null
Artist "The New Jesus" Unknown
Recon
Danny
Rondait
Roleplayers
Tirin
Easy
Jeroth
Coolpool
Whitetiger
The Old Guard
Stealthy
Druby
Shizno
Requiem
Firedemon
Tolvan
The Underdogs / Walrus Re-Election Committee
Lotus - Fate currently unknown.
Walrus
Tag Ross
Andy
The Hound
Dunsparce
Wilger
Ward and the Warden
13thforsworn
Tim
Team Dash
Ro
Pally
Shadow
Salsy
Vance
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“… Take one down, pass it around! Now you have no more threads that say COLONEL%20THUNDER on them! How about that gang? Wasn’t that fun?”
“TC, that was the dumbest fucking thing that I ever had to listen to.”
“Aww. Come on, Tirin! I thought it was a very touching story of triumph over the forum blunder that I made!”
“Y’know. I don’t like to agree with Tirin, but yeah, that was pretty dumb, man.”
“Not you too, Easy! Gah! I’ll have to try writing it again.”
“I might have to include that in my next CYOA…” Coolpool muttered, writing more down into his notebook that had “CYOA Ideas” written on it. Tolvan, sitting next to him, caught a glimpse of the pages - lots of paragraphs were violently scratched out.
“Oi. Tolvan. Why the fakk are you wearin’ a cloak and carrying a rapier?”
“Because, Andy, a rapier is re-“ Tovan started to answer before being interrupted. “Really lame. It’s really lame, Tolvan.” Shadow spoke from the back of the bus, polishing his magnum while the rest of Team Dash laughed at his quip.
“Shadow and Tolvan? Hm… Yeah, I can ship that. Give me a moment - I might have a meme on my phone to portray how I feel.”
“Req! You weren’t supposed to bring your phone! No technology! Didn’t you read the pamphlet that I had Artist draw up for this trip?”
“Uhm.. Yes…. no. No, I didn’t, Recon."
The chatter on the bus came to a close as Jeroth cleared his throat.
“Rotten Elms. The spookiest trip of the century. Our lovable guide, TC, is going to show us around a haunted camping site that was sponsored by Recon and Artist. Ghost stories galore - this trip will have everyone shaking in their boots. Also, be sure to check out my stream at: twitch.tv/dangervideogames where I’ll be- Really, TC? You advertised your Twitch channel in a camping trip for a week?”
“But I added so many cool things! Like points and hot robots!”
The bus was packed to the brim with forumers all on their way to Rotten Elms. It had been hours since they were on a major road, managing to make turns through what seemed to be an abandoned residential area within a forest.
“Go over the bridge, Tag, and follow the road into the forest. We should be there soon.”
Tag gave a nod, driving the bus as Stealthy gave instructions on how to reach the ghost town that TC had blundered upon. A heavy mist swirled around the bridge and the woods as the tires of the bus slowly crunched over the pebbles and twigs on the dirt road. The bus bounced and rocked on the uneven dirt road as everyone’s chattering was reduced to a silent awe at the eeriness of the area. The lights on the bus began to flicker on and off while the dark branches of trees scratched and slammed against the windows. The bus abruptly stopped as the sound of the engine could still be heard.
“SHIT! TAG! THE ROAD!”
“DIOS MIO!”
“EVERYONE HOLD ON TIGHT!”
The sound of the ground underneath of them gave way as the bus began to lurch backward. The tires rolled against the cliff as the lights on the bus went out, leaving them in darkness.
Groans could be heard before accompanied by the sounds of flashlights turning on. Beams of light bounced within the bus as the forumers began to get their bearings.
A beam of light hits you in the face as you hear:
"Hey, are you all right?" You hear a name that follows afterward as you let out a groan .
- Whitetiger
- Tolvan
- Rondait
- Coolpool
- Custom (Choose a character) from the cast listed below:
Cast:
Administrators
TC
Null
Artist "The New Jesus" Unknown
Recon
Danny
Rondait
Roleplayers
Tirin
Easy
Jeroth
Coolpool
Whitetiger
The Old Guard
Stealthy
Druby
Shizno
Requiem
Firedemon
Tolvan
The Underdogs / Walrus Re-Election Committee
Lotus - Fate currently unknown.
Walrus
Tag Ross
Andy
The Hound
Dunsparce
Wilger
Ward and the Warden
13thforsworn
Tim
Team Dash
Ro
Pally
Shadow
Salsy
Vance
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