Thoad the toad, the green-clad zombie slayer, the epidimy (sp?) of stupidity, was sitting in his room one day. His condo was still getting worse and worse by the day. "I wish my rank was better, maybe there wouldn't be a mold problem now... oh well, not as bad as the slums though." Thoad sat on a small wooden stool, and looked at the walls, the wallpaper peeling off. Suddenly, he had an idea. A marvelous idea. He got up with a wide smile, happy, energetic symphonic music in his mind. He ran to his window and shoved it open. He yelled out at the populace: "ARMORGAMES. I AM GOING TO EXPLORE THE LAND WITH A CREW. JUST YOU SEE, WE'LL HAVE OUTPOSTS EVERYWHERE!," after a few seconds, he pointed his finger at the moon, still in the sky. "MY SHIP WILL BE.... THE A.G.S. EXPLORE!" He brought up a sheet of parchment and wrote a shotty flier. <image pending> (Thoad wants YOU, to be apart of the Exploration team. See <insert adress here> on wednsday to see what the job entitles and what you can do, for your sity (OOC: Get it? Site? City? Sity?)!) He copied it and pasted it onto several other pieces of paper and threw them out the window, since there was a breeze. On a single piece of parchment there was another footnote. "You have been chosen to be my 2nd in command! Bring this flier to me and you'll be able to do everythign I could do, if I'm not there!" "FOR ADVENTUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURE" Thoad yelled once more out the window. Someone finally looked up at him, put his hands out, and simply said: "Dude, wtf?"
First off, I'd like to let you all know to e-mail AGSexplore@yahoo.com instead of my own e-mail. My co-host (when announced) will be given the password to the e-mail.
The entry organization-things will be similar to the WoM. You'll e-mail the e-mail and upon response, you'll be told if you can post it on the main thread or not.
Short, not all that sweet, but to the point. Reveals nothing about me mwahahahaha.
Moon, kind of afraid, but wanting to get it over with, stepped up to the podium. " Erm, I'm Moon as most of you already know. I'm 14, birthday 2 months away, and can't stand jerks. Nothing of interest to the rest of you has ever happened to me, and let's leave it at that." Moon said quickly.
"I have an imagination and I use it often. I just want to come out here and get some inspiration for my stories if we have any adventures. Basically it. If you really wanted to know me, just ask. Not much else." Moon Fairy said nervously, then she drifted to the stern and sat queitly, waiting for the next person to stand up.
Sorry Thoad, I was really planning to email mine yesterday, but then some unexpected things happened (Resulting in 5 minutes on the computer). I'll try and get it in today...
[quote]If you call the feeling of wanting to beat somebody up each day evil, then ok, I'm alright with that.
Then I am pure evil, seeing that i actually do beat up someone at least once a week. XD[/quote]
Ok, first of all I said If.., because I don't think it's pure evil. Secondly, do you do boxing, karate or any king of other sport that involves fighting? Well, I don't. I don't do any sport. Also I feel like beating up people that are just standing there, not doing anything to me not annoying etc. Just people I see. I have to say I'm at least violent.
KingRyan sat at the back of the crowd and watched proceedings, making judgements about who would last and who wouldn't. And who he would like to have an 'accident.'
Nearby he saw Thoad, sitting in a corner rocking back and forth. Nothing new there.
Everyone else seemed to be excited about the voyage, and many were already running around on the boat going crazy.
*CRASH*
ARGHHHH
*SPLASH*
Someone fell through the ships railings and into the water. KR chuckled to himself, knowing it was going to be an interesting journey.
Getting up, he walked over to the broken railings, pulled out his quill and repaired them with ink. Sighing, he then walked up to the podium and tapped the microphone.
'Hi everyone, I'm KingRyan as most of you should know. I am an assistant to our Captain and am also in charge of repairs.'
With that, he walked off the stage, headed into his specially made cabin and went to sleep.
"My turn to go up? Really? Honestly?" Orion asked, fairly nervous and fully confused.
"Yes, now go," Thoad replied calmly.
"Ah, come on Thoadsy!" He exclamed, feeling the stage fright he always had.
"Call me Thoadsy again and it'll be a long swim back to shore," Thoad remarked very annoyed, with a glare on his face.
"Oh fine," Orion finally gave in.
He walked up to the mast, and climbed a few sets before coming to a place where he felt he could see everyone, but still be able to have them hear him. "Well, not much to say. Um, yeah. I raid spammers ships and eliminate them, and I like doing that. I feel like I'm an accomplished poet (I won a contest, if that counts), and I enjoy writing. I also like to listen to my MP3 player, and I like music. Yeah . . . I'm starting to get dizzy . . . ."
He faded off, and began climbing down so he didn't fall and break his neck, and so the next person could go up.
