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TASK #28 HAS NOW EXPIRED!
it's very interesting to see how people will jump on the bandwagon! LOL
No one guess it right but it's due time for another task so I'll reveal the answer..
It is...
Mewmewmewm!
watch out boys, she might beat you down if you like her!
hahaha jk <3
it's very interesting to see how people will jump on the bandwagon! LOL
No one guess it right but it's due time for another task so I'll reveal the answer..
It is...
Mewmewmewm!
watch out boys, she might beat you down if you like her!
hahaha jk <3
Dinosaurz
Liam
AHHHF I was going to guess her but I didn't *dies*.
Kirindrake
Artistic Potato
Yeahhh, I was kinda thinking the same thing XD I thought people might guess other things so when I saw the repeats of "Pengutango" and "Keitara" I was like "Wow, really? Okay then." X'DDD
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#29 Questions About Me! There will be 5 true or false questions about me! Your job is to guess! Here they are: 1. TRUE OR FALSE I currently live in a tropical place. 2. TRUE OR FALSE I went skydiving. 3. TRUE OR FALSE I was casted on Sesame Street when I was 5 years old but I said no because I was shy. 4. TRUE OR FALSE I broke my arm because I tried swinging from one tree to another 5. TRUE OR FALSE My sister's name is Rachel Please copy and paste and PM roroselle with your guesses TICKETS (after completion): 1 ticket per CORRECT GUESS (which means you get a max of 5 tickets since there are 5 questions) EXPIRATION: 07/17/15 @ 7:00PM CDT (click here for time conversion) |
KainAronoele
Back from 3 year hiatus
I literally said in my head "watch it be Mew" AHHHHHH!!!!
Keitara
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I think you was 18 min too late q-q
task #25 expired!
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30# I had a dream. There was an evil chinese emperor on his castle. He had a son called Ramashu who had white hair and another son with black hair (name unknown). He let both fight with each other. The black-haired son killed the white-haired son brutally. The emperor was proud on him and was glad that the black-haired son won, because he preferred him. He said "From now on, you are my only son, Ramashu." (note; the white-haired son was actually named Ramashu (who was killed), now he gives the black-haired son this name). Soon after that, the black-haired son giggles and puts off his hair. He has worn a black wig. He was in reality the white-haired son, the real Ramashu! The emperor was shocked. Write the story further and post it here on the thread. TICKETS (after completion): 30 words: 1 60 words: 2 90 words: 3 120 words: 4 150 words: 5 EXPIRATION: 07/17/2015 11:00 pm CEST [click here for time conversion] |
Task 30:
The emperor was truly shocked. He spun in circles in confusion on what to do. The emperor could not believe what exactly happened. He looked at his son and grabbed the wig and shoved it in his son’s face. “How could you?!” The emperor roared with a demand. “You are not supposed to be the one!” The emperor’s son laughed and gave an evil smile. “I am tired of being the second one. The one you never cared about.” The son said. “I was always in the back watching him be favored and being taken cared of.” The emperor stood there in disbelief. “As emperor, it is my duty to make sure the heir of our reign would be good and extremely skilled. I saw that in your brother, not you!” The son stood there with his sword in his hand. He pointed the sword to the ground and dragged it around. “That is what you thought, Emperor, but it appears that your eyes and mind turned up blind. You never saw what was true, and your mind never thought of it either. You were so focused on him, that you could not see what was being done all around you.” The son replied with an evil smirk. The emperor looked at his son with disbelief. “What are you implying then?” The son grinned with an evil look. “I’m the new emperor now!” The son dashed forward with his sword aimed at his target that would soon make him the new emperor of his land.
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This took an unexpected turn O_O
The emperor was truly shocked. He spun in circles in confusion on what to do. The emperor could not believe what exactly happened. He looked at his son and grabbed the wig and shoved it in his son’s face. “How could you?!” The emperor roared with a demand. “You are not supposed to be the one!” The emperor’s son laughed and gave an evil smile. “I am tired of being the second one. The one you never cared about.” The son said. “I was always in the back watching him be favored and being taken cared of.” The emperor stood there in disbelief. “As emperor, it is my duty to make sure the heir of our reign would be good and extremely skilled. I saw that in your brother, not you!” The son stood there with his sword in his hand. He pointed the sword to the ground and dragged it around. “That is what you thought, Emperor, but it appears that your eyes and mind turned up blind. You never saw what was true, and your mind never thought of it either. You were so focused on him, that you could not see what was being done all around you.” The son replied with an evil smirk. The emperor looked at his son with disbelief. “What are you implying then?” The son grinned with an evil look. “I’m the new emperor now!” The son dashed forward with his sword aimed at his target that would soon make him the new emperor of his land.
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This took an unexpected turn O_O
KainAronoele
Back from 3 year hiatus
Task #30
The emperor shortly after exclaims, "Why do you fool me, son?!"
Ramashu starts bursting out laughing (one of those crazy maniac laughs), moments after tries to collect himself and his laugh dies down to a muffled snicker. "All along I've known you've preferred him. It had weakened my heart for so many years, but recently I found I should use it to strengthen myself, so these past 5 years I have trained myself for this moment." He looks back at his fallen brother for a moment, then returns to his speech. "He had bragged about your favoritism for years, and I was sick of it! That's why when you announced our battle last evening, while brother was sleeping I bleached his hair like mine and broke all his mirrors so he'd be unable to see. Then earlier today I put this wig on and told him I envied him so, and wanted to be just like him.. Of course, he fell for it, being the cocky SOB he was..."
He paused for a long moment looking down, slightly tilted to the left, as if in thought. A bit after he jolts his head up towards the emperor with a menacing look, suddenly running to his father as quick as a cheetah, circling around him to his back with his blade at his neck.
"Father, you will regret what you have done. To my life, and to my soul." As his words finished he sliced his blade across his father's neck, the head flying forward landing on the stairs. As it tumbles down Ramashu pushing the remains of his father off the throne and sits down on it. Crossing his legs laughing he looks forward and sees his father's head stop rolling ending at his brother's rear end.
Then Ramashu mumbles, "even in death you still kiss his a$$."
The End
I could have lengthened the story a lot more, but I'm a bit tired and didn't wanna stretch the page too much xD
The emperor shortly after exclaims, "Why do you fool me, son?!"
Ramashu starts bursting out laughing (one of those crazy maniac laughs), moments after tries to collect himself and his laugh dies down to a muffled snicker. "All along I've known you've preferred him. It had weakened my heart for so many years, but recently I found I should use it to strengthen myself, so these past 5 years I have trained myself for this moment." He looks back at his fallen brother for a moment, then returns to his speech. "He had bragged about your favoritism for years, and I was sick of it! That's why when you announced our battle last evening, while brother was sleeping I bleached his hair like mine and broke all his mirrors so he'd be unable to see. Then earlier today I put this wig on and told him I envied him so, and wanted to be just like him.. Of course, he fell for it, being the cocky SOB he was..."
He paused for a long moment looking down, slightly tilted to the left, as if in thought. A bit after he jolts his head up towards the emperor with a menacing look, suddenly running to his father as quick as a cheetah, circling around him to his back with his blade at his neck.
"Father, you will regret what you have done. To my life, and to my soul." As his words finished he sliced his blade across his father's neck, the head flying forward landing on the stairs. As it tumbles down Ramashu pushing the remains of his father off the throne and sits down on it. Crossing his legs laughing he looks forward and sees his father's head stop rolling ending at his brother's rear end.
Then Ramashu mumbles, "even in death you still kiss his a$$."
The End
I could have lengthened the story a lot more, but I'm a bit tired and didn't wanna stretch the page too much xD
task #30!!
hope the spoiler tag is ok? it got a little too long and way too out of hand ;D
hope the spoiler tag is ok? it got a little too long and way too out of hand ;D
“How dare you!” he cried, upon realizing that he had been deceived. But according to tradition, if the monarch (which was supposed to be the most intelligent being in the world, second only to the orange elephants that roamed the outskirts of the kingdom) was beaten in a battle of wits (especially if they were related by blood or by law), the victor had the right to usurp the throne and sentence the emperor to eternal exile. This emperor, of course, did not want to be sentenced to exile, for that meant the evil plans which he’d been slowly setting in motion within the heart of the kingdom would lose its precious mastermind. And as a side note, he’d also have to convert to the life of an ordinary farmhand (not even a farmer, the emperor had no value in the strength of his arms and legs anyways) and eat two meals of baked beans with radish mush every single day for the rest of his life. So he decided to reason with the newly-renamed Ramashu ( since the original was recently deceased) to shorten the length of his exile (“no way, Father”), to allow him to visit at the castle twice a week for bathing purposes (“…maybe once a year, I could consider”), to go commit seppuku and give him back the throne (“uh…?”), or to please, please at least upgrade his meals to fried beans with diced radishes (“I seem to sense that you have lost your pride, Father”), until the emperor realized further negotiations would be futile. “Fine,” he told his son. “Then at the very least, honour your father’s final wishes.” And as a last resort to salvage the life as an evil chinese emperor and rebuild it within his wayward son, he told Ramashu all about his evil plans and urged him to take his place. And Ramushu, very diplomatically and very charmingly told his father that yes, of course he would honour his father’s final wishes, as his only son and the new emperor. So that night, the former emperor left the castle and began his life in exile, and Ramushu used the information his father had given him to get rid of all of the evil plans. And from that day on, the kingdom was peaceful once more. Ramushu happily ruled as a fair and kind emperor, and the former evil emperor found solace conversing with the extremely intelligent orange elephants that lived not far from his farm.
kaitastrophe
Senior Member
task #30
sorry it's a bit dark, with the second son dying and whatnot. hope ya like it! ^^
The emperor was clearly bewildered. "How dare you defy me? You will be punished for this crime!"
Ramashu gasped. "It is you, who made your child die! You, do not deserve to be called father, let alone emperor!" He yelled, clearly outraged by his father's actions.
"It is YOU, who shall be punished!" He added, fuming.
The emperor could not bear this any longer.
"You- will be banished from my temple, from this land, and you shall never see the light of day again!" The emperor declared, sending his guards to 'deal' with Ramashu.
When they left, the emperor, quite pleased with himself but still quite empty, sat on his throne, stroking his wispy, white beard in thought.
Then it struck him:
Ramashu was right.
He should've never favored one son over the other, let alone rejoiced the death of the less favored one. Because of this, he shall now live with the guilt of his beloved son's death, and for dealing with his second son in such a hasty manner.
Little did he know, that Ramashu's words will come true.
Years later, a horrible plague struck through the emperor's kingdom, killing much of the young children.
The emperor knew that all the villagers would mourn the death of their beloved sons and daughters, much like he did when his first son was slain by Ramashu and how he was guilty of the death of his second son, as well as the first.
But, alas, the emperor did not know what to do. So he cried.
And he cried, and he cried.
But no matter how many tears he shed, he could not bring his beloved children back to life. He could not apologize, he could not look at their bright, innocent faces no more.
He could not live with the guilt anymore.
One day, however, a rather young and beautiful woman stepped into the emperor's temple, mourning the loss of her son and asking for food.
The emperor gave her food, love, and made her the empress.
A few years later, she gave birth to two beautiful, bright baby boys.
The emperor, quite old now, looking down at his children, said:
"I will not make the same mistake again. I will love you, all the same, and I will not favor you for the other.
And although you cannot make up for the loss of my two sons, you will bring a little light to my life, and you will make this kingdom flourish once again.".
Ramashu gasped. "It is you, who made your child die! You, do not deserve to be called father, let alone emperor!" He yelled, clearly outraged by his father's actions.
"It is YOU, who shall be punished!" He added, fuming.
The emperor could not bear this any longer.
"You- will be banished from my temple, from this land, and you shall never see the light of day again!" The emperor declared, sending his guards to 'deal' with Ramashu.
When they left, the emperor, quite pleased with himself but still quite empty, sat on his throne, stroking his wispy, white beard in thought.
Then it struck him:
Ramashu was right.
He should've never favored one son over the other, let alone rejoiced the death of the less favored one. Because of this, he shall now live with the guilt of his beloved son's death, and for dealing with his second son in such a hasty manner.
Little did he know, that Ramashu's words will come true.
Years later, a horrible plague struck through the emperor's kingdom, killing much of the young children.
The emperor knew that all the villagers would mourn the death of their beloved sons and daughters, much like he did when his first son was slain by Ramashu and how he was guilty of the death of his second son, as well as the first.
But, alas, the emperor did not know what to do. So he cried.
And he cried, and he cried.
But no matter how many tears he shed, he could not bring his beloved children back to life. He could not apologize, he could not look at their bright, innocent faces no more.
He could not live with the guilt anymore.
One day, however, a rather young and beautiful woman stepped into the emperor's temple, mourning the loss of her son and asking for food.
The emperor gave her food, love, and made her the empress.
A few years later, she gave birth to two beautiful, bright baby boys.
The emperor, quite old now, looking down at his children, said:
"I will not make the same mistake again. I will love you, all the same, and I will not favor you for the other.
And although you cannot make up for the loss of my two sons, you will bring a little light to my life, and you will make this kingdom flourish once again.".
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Not only shocked, utterly angered.
"How could you betray me such, Ramashu!" the emperor's booming voice, even tinged with admiration, echoed.
The son only smiled a toothy smile, bowed his head, and stalked off. What his father didn't know was the truth of it all. The toothy smile, a flash of his pride. The bowing, a flash of his respect towards his father. Stalking off, the complete fear of this horrid truth coming forth. Not a flash but something deep inside him for many years.
He walked past his brother. His dead brother. He had loved him for all his life. They had fought and loved and played and cried and lived. But this truth that quaked and flowed through Ramashu's very self was the cause of his death. There was nothing left of him. So his brother should feel the same.... emptiness. Another step. Ramashu drops the wig in the dirt. Another step. Ramashu manically laughs. Another step. The surrounding crowd utter disbelief transforms into concern. Another step.
Ramashu is gone. Not the gone where you turn around for a second and they take off. Not the gone where they seem wasted within their own mind. No. It was the literal disappearing of a body that once was there. The crowd gasps. The secret is out.
DUN DUN DUN... I'll reveal the secret if this post gets 4 likes.
Not only shocked, utterly angered.
"How could you betray me such, Ramashu!" the emperor's booming voice, even tinged with admiration, echoed.
The son only smiled a toothy smile, bowed his head, and stalked off. What his father didn't know was the truth of it all. The toothy smile, a flash of his pride. The bowing, a flash of his respect towards his father. Stalking off, the complete fear of this horrid truth coming forth. Not a flash but something deep inside him for many years.
He walked past his brother. His dead brother. He had loved him for all his life. They had fought and loved and played and cried and lived. But this truth that quaked and flowed through Ramashu's very self was the cause of his death. There was nothing left of him. So his brother should feel the same.... emptiness. Another step. Ramashu drops the wig in the dirt. Another step. Ramashu manically laughs. Another step. The surrounding crowd utter disbelief transforms into concern. Another step.
Ramashu is gone. Not the gone where you turn around for a second and they take off. Not the gone where they seem wasted within their own mind. No. It was the literal disappearing of a body that once was there. The crowd gasps. The secret is out.
DUN DUN DUN... I'll reveal the secret if this post gets 4 likes.
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Kirindrake
Artistic Potato
idk how long this is but... oh well 
I hope it's okay XD idek what I was thinking LOL!
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Also, if there's any errors/typos, I apologize QUQ; Kinda tired ahahaaa ;v;
He had no words left in his throat, and his rage burned deep in his heart. When he came to himself, he spoke, with a fierce and roaring tone, "YOU SCOUNDREL! May the dragons of Fu Shen Ji Ha Do Goki breathe fire upon your family and future, and may your inheritence fall to rubble!"
Ramashu spit to the ground, speaking with arrogance, "I shall never fall by the likes of the Fu Shen Ji Ha Do Goki dragons! Not now, not ever! Ahahahaaa!"
And he sprinted to his father, and killed him with a plunge of his blade to his old man's heart. He was now the new chinese emperor.
The next day was a new day! He demanded everyone of the kingdom to be assembled for a celebration in his own honor. During the party, his gaze was caught on a beautiful young dancer with flowing long hair that of the color of the wood of a forest, and deep emerald eyes that sparkled. He wished for her to belong to him, and, with some research, found out she was the fiance of a farmer. So, he sent assassins to go and murder the fiance, and he died an "unexpected and tragic death." He went to the beautiful dancer's side, and won her heart as his bride.
Years later, they had two children, one 5 years old, a boy, and the other a 3 year old girl. He was a happy man, and a powerful ruler, winning many battles against neighboring kingdoms. There was nothing that could stand in his way, and nothing that could refuse his orders. He had forgotten his father, and of his brother as well; after all, why think of something of the past when now the future was looking bright?
Unfortunately, that bright future would soon dim and fade away...
One day, his youngest child came up with a sickness. No doctor could understand what it was, or what had happened, and, after 6 months, she passed away. Then, only but 5 days later, her brother caught the same sickness. withen 4 months, he was gone. 3 days after the boy's funeral, half of the population, including all of his servants and guards, came up with the sickness as well, and his wife's life was taken by assassins. The crops were taken up from his farmers, and his gold rusted and began to decay. A neighboring kingdom took notice of this thanks to scouts, and attacked the withering kingdom, claiming the lives of everyone but the emporer, who they tortured to death.
In Ramashu's final hours, he reflected on how the Fu Shen Ji Ha Do Goki dragons were symbols of failure with sicknesses and destruction, and, in the method of his actual death, he was burned to death, just as if they had breathed fire on his wealth, success, and, of course, his own body.
Ramashu spit to the ground, speaking with arrogance, "I shall never fall by the likes of the Fu Shen Ji Ha Do Goki dragons! Not now, not ever! Ahahahaaa!"
And he sprinted to his father, and killed him with a plunge of his blade to his old man's heart. He was now the new chinese emperor.
The next day was a new day! He demanded everyone of the kingdom to be assembled for a celebration in his own honor. During the party, his gaze was caught on a beautiful young dancer with flowing long hair that of the color of the wood of a forest, and deep emerald eyes that sparkled. He wished for her to belong to him, and, with some research, found out she was the fiance of a farmer. So, he sent assassins to go and murder the fiance, and he died an "unexpected and tragic death." He went to the beautiful dancer's side, and won her heart as his bride.
Years later, they had two children, one 5 years old, a boy, and the other a 3 year old girl. He was a happy man, and a powerful ruler, winning many battles against neighboring kingdoms. There was nothing that could stand in his way, and nothing that could refuse his orders. He had forgotten his father, and of his brother as well; after all, why think of something of the past when now the future was looking bright?
Unfortunately, that bright future would soon dim and fade away...
One day, his youngest child came up with a sickness. No doctor could understand what it was, or what had happened, and, after 6 months, she passed away. Then, only but 5 days later, her brother caught the same sickness. withen 4 months, he was gone. 3 days after the boy's funeral, half of the population, including all of his servants and guards, came up with the sickness as well, and his wife's life was taken by assassins. The crops were taken up from his farmers, and his gold rusted and began to decay. A neighboring kingdom took notice of this thanks to scouts, and attacked the withering kingdom, claiming the lives of everyone but the emporer, who they tortured to death.
In Ramashu's final hours, he reflected on how the Fu Shen Ji Ha Do Goki dragons were symbols of failure with sicknesses and destruction, and, in the method of his actual death, he was burned to death, just as if they had breathed fire on his wealth, success, and, of course, his own body.
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Also, if there's any errors/typos, I apologize QUQ; Kinda tired ahahaaa ;v;
crystalmilktea
Senior Member
"R-ramashu?! But... I thought..." The emperor looked back at where the cold, lifeless body of the white-haired son had lain. To his surprise, the body was no where to be seen. Ramashu, previously known as 'the black-haird son', giggled again, escalating into a cackle.
"You have been tricked, old man!" he bellowed. As the emperor was stupified and in shock, his grip loosened on his magical staff. Ramashu leapt at the staff and grabbed it from the emperor's hands. The emperor started to retaliate, but Ramashu pointed the staff towards him menacingly. A man joined his side, shaking flour out of his black hair.
"I know you wanted me to die, father," said Ramashu.
"We both do," the other son joined in.
"W-why, why is this happening? I don't understand! Don't you hate each other?" asked the emperor. Ramashu continued to hold the staff against the emperor, but looked lovingly at his brother.
"It was only a guise, as you are too evil to understand, father."
"We make two halves of a whole, can't you see? Just look at our hair." The black-haired son gestured to their heads.
"The two of us...we were meant to be together. Together, we're the most powerful beings in this kingdom, and we know you would never allow anyone to overtake you." Ramashu continued. "You adore havoc, indulge in corruption, and bathe in distress."
As Ramashu talked, the emperor backed up, secretly reaching for a sword behind him. When he was within reach, he took it and thrust it towards the brothers.
"You can never undo what I've done! You will never surpass me!" He lunged at them. As the sword connected with Ramashu, he vanished, and re-appeared behind the emperor, holding hands with his brother.
"We are peace, father. We are Yin and Yang. And we are going to renew this kingdom." The brothers raised the staff above their heads, and the emperor burst into bubbles.
"You have been tricked, old man!" he bellowed. As the emperor was stupified and in shock, his grip loosened on his magical staff. Ramashu leapt at the staff and grabbed it from the emperor's hands. The emperor started to retaliate, but Ramashu pointed the staff towards him menacingly. A man joined his side, shaking flour out of his black hair.
"I know you wanted me to die, father," said Ramashu.
"We both do," the other son joined in.
"W-why, why is this happening? I don't understand! Don't you hate each other?" asked the emperor. Ramashu continued to hold the staff against the emperor, but looked lovingly at his brother.
"It was only a guise, as you are too evil to understand, father."
"We make two halves of a whole, can't you see? Just look at our hair." The black-haired son gestured to their heads.
"The two of us...we were meant to be together. Together, we're the most powerful beings in this kingdom, and we know you would never allow anyone to overtake you." Ramashu continued. "You adore havoc, indulge in corruption, and bathe in distress."
As Ramashu talked, the emperor backed up, secretly reaching for a sword behind him. When he was within reach, he took it and thrust it towards the brothers.
"You can never undo what I've done! You will never surpass me!" He lunged at them. As the sword connected with Ramashu, he vanished, and re-appeared behind the emperor, holding hands with his brother.
"We are peace, father. We are Yin and Yang. And we are going to renew this kingdom." The brothers raised the staff above their heads, and the emperor burst into bubbles.
Mewmewmewm
☆Sassy Servant☆
MWUHAHAHAHAHA
My plan of using Keitara as a scapegoat worked (・ω・)ノ no one expects anything from a person with a weaboo like username
also side note the same guy i almost put in the hospital now sits next to me in math. He still hasn't mentioned it ;u;
So this means i should get the tickets, right?
p e p p e r
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Then Ramashu woke up with a cold sweat. He had this recurring nightmare every night for the past month. It was always the same, he killed his brother... which was strange since he was an only child. His dad was definitely not an emperor, he was a city planner in Shanghai and his mom worked at a bakery. It was 5am so he decided he was just going to get up for the day. He couldn't shake the creepy feeling from the nightmare so he threw on some shoes and decided to go out for a jog. The air outside was cool and crisp, he decided to run to the bakery where his mom worked. She started her shift very early so she was already there. The shop wasn't open yet but he knocked on the window to get her attention. She was pretty surprised to see Ramashu there, he was usually never up this early. She let him in and asked what was wrong, he began to tell her of the nightmares he's been having. Instantly her eyes welled up & tears began to fall...
