Keep you in mind too. I think you should go for an after. Because 3 stories at once is crowded.

Anything about the actual writing?

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Keep you in mind too. I think you should go for an after. Because 3 stories at once is crowded.

I thought about that, ill probably wait till after so i can maybe try to refrence the events from these stories anyway. Think im gunna reuse the concept i had for an old story a few years ago.

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Anything about the actual writing?

The first chapter was awesome, just shorter then i was hoping for. =P

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I thought about that, ill probably wait till after so i can maybe try to refrence the events from these stories anyway. Think im gunna reuse the concept i had for an old story a few years ago.


The first chapter was awesome, just shorter then i was hoping for. =P

Longer than I wanted to write just in the stickpage reply thing.

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I was a little long for my liking. Thanks though. Chapter 2 is where it starts to get a little hairy. (Lol.)

Why? Do I give everyone wigs?

The writing is very direct, not sure how i feel about it, but it works.

Also if you need a side character, i'm your man.

Eh, three stories at once isn't crowded at all. The literature section is inactive anyways.

Oh, I forgot to tell you what kinds of weapons I use.

I use a Desert Eagle pistol, a machete/katana (whatever you think would suit me better) and a customized "Noob Hunter" shotgun.

I forgot to tell you. I use this. And this. =3

I think ill just stick with the M16 and .45

Thats a pretty ****in wicked knife.

You shaping up the next chapter?

Yep. It'll be out tonight after school. And devour I meant 3 stories all in the same time. We already have basically all the reasonably active members so Ashlander would have no cast.

And I'll put all your guys's shit on the 1st page in a sec.

I definitely love you right now.

Totally awsome! ^^ Can't wait to hear more, allthough I hope my character doesn't act like a dog all the way through >.>

Haha. Your gonna hate the chapter then.


"Well shit Floyd," I smile. "I love it!" I highfived him and went to check out my new military transport. Outside the SOU building. Parked like a normal streetcar.
"Figured you would," He says. "Shotgun!" And ran past Scarecrow right into the front seat. "You guys are in the back" He says smugly.
I turned around and watched each member file in.
"I'm thinking about adding something for you," He says putting his hand through the window and on the top.
"Like what?" I ask.
"You'll see swing by my house and drop me and the beast," He hits the roof. "Off and you'll see. You guys have work to do anyway."
"Alright man," I slid a little and made some nice tire marks on his driveway for good measure. I look back at the group. "You're all with me, let's go."

I opened the door to my house. Trying to be funny I bowed my head and raised my arm.
"My humble abode," I mumble in my best stuck up butler voice. No one laughed except scarecrow. And even that was quickly faded by the beans.
"Spit that in this," I toss him a milk jug. He cut the top off and set it down next to the lazyboy.
"Ok, we all have something important to do. Right?" I say sitting on the couch.
'Right' most of them said almost at the same time. Bubbles growled a little bit and rolled over.
"Ok, does anyone get this guy?" Ashlander butting in and stopping Bubbles' panting.
"No, but hes good." I reply. "Back on topic, we're all here to investigate whats happening to stickpage. Your all under my leadership. Even though I hate to think that way, this is a team. We'll be back to back fighting before we leave eachother." I spewed some military nonsense. This is probably going to be a quick mission. "This might just be reconassaince for all I know but we might get into a firefight or two. I can trust most of you. Maybe not you Bubbles," I smile and pat his head. He stands up and walks away talking under his breath. "Ok, definately not him. Well honestly, I don't know whats going on, and I think thats why PC recommended you, Scarecrow. Have anything for us?"
"Well there's been talk of a spam attack, a bot attack and everything else of the like. Well us NTF's think its just a bunch. But all the relatively stupid people who aren't noobs and all the pessimistic ones think somethings going down. It might be an inside job for all I know, but Stickpage might very well be in some danger." He says.
"Alright guys. Heres what I've got for you. Blend in. Find out what you can. Report back to this house everyday at one hour more than before so we can't be tracked. And you all arrive at different times. Which will obviously help. I'll see all you guys tomorrow."
I opened the door and watched them file out. Said 'bye' or 'later' to everyone trying to be as casual as possible. I walk over to my phone. Dial Floyd and he answers after a few rings.
"Hello?" He says
"Hey, I wanted to know when the transport would be done."
"Tomorrow, I'll call you when its time."
"Alright."
"Anythin else?"
"No I guess not"
"Bye."
"B-" He hangs up the phone, kind of awkward, little rude. Somethings probably wrong. I'll go over there tomorrow. Well hopefully tomorrow everyones acts up. This 'team' thing isn't working out to well. I layed down on the couch and and grabbed the remote off the coffee table. Pushed a button towards my stereo. Metal. Good. I fell asleep in seconds.

The sun shining through my shades wakes me up. I look at the clock. Oh crap. 11:27. Really? I jump up and run to my bathroom grabbing another shirt and spraying some cologne. I put the shirt on and run into my kitchen, grabbing an apple. Gross, dude. I throw that against the wall. And grab some go-gurt out of the fridge. I squirt the entire thing into my mouth and go to my phone. 1 Missed Call. I push play on the answering machine. It's PC. "It's gotten worse, I need you to get to the SOU." Me? Why just me? "Hurry," Beep. "Message erased. There are no new messages." Shit. Should have sprung for one that said the time. I ran outside and down the block, my shoes pounding on the sidewalk. I turn the corner and see Floyd's garage. I run straight inside the garage and swing into the transport. Start it. Pull it out. Floor it. The tires squeal. Down the streets swerving through cars. I whip into a parking spot and jump out the back not even bothering the door. Right into the lobby and fly up the stares to the meeting room. PC's sitting there along with a bunch of unseen admins and some mods.
"We need you," PC starts. "To find out what happened in the debate thread. Its gone down. Theres no communication in, or out."
"I'll get right to it." I said thinking I've got to get the group.
"Alone," Zed stresses.
Shit...


Lack of character reference. Till next chapter. Lol. Thanks everybody.

Great chapter 2. Keep up the good work. ^_^