So much happened in such a short time...geez,guys.
hujambo guys,It is I Mapware3640 au as some of my Marafiki here know me as,Matthew Allen Phillips(Please call me Matt)...anyway,I have somethings I desire to discuss.In my absents all kinds of things happened from troll wars,to recolors,to Tak and Mephs getting into another one of there pointless arguments...and I have PLENTIFUL sasisho and announcements.Now granted I haven't been around worth shit seeing I've been busy doing Matt stuff(and quite honestly I needed a break.However I'm back and planning to leave a impact.
Seeing sometime zamani my good recording software expired,I have no purpose to make video at the current moment(aside from an occasional v-log session)I can devote zaidi time to this club,and I will be doing so.SO PREPARE YOURSELVES.I will be focus zaidi on art and makala instead of RP's and maswali for a bit as well.Okay,so my current projects for this club aside from uandishi this makala itself would be to write the remake of the MTL series cutting out all the bullshit and giving it zaidi of well-polished appeal.
The reason why I will be forcing zaidi of my efforts into this club is for several reasons:A,I'm feeling I'm getting boxed out again,so I'm forcing my way back in.B,I quite honestly tired of seeing Tak's work plastered EVERYWHERE,I mean no offense to him,BUT GEEZ MAN,PUT SOME SPACING BETWEEN STUFF.YOU HAVE THREE BLOODY makala UP.So in that sense,I'll be making zaidi stuff much zaidi frequently.also I have to change my schedule so I can get frequent work feed into here while still maintaining some free-time to myself.So I will be pakia stuff on Mondays,Tuesdays,And Wednesdays.
My other project include a makala on what I regret doing in the MTL series and what I am proud of(because let's face it,there's enough plot holes to fill a list) and from this point on,there will be no zaidi half assing things.It will be pakia too near flawless stats,NO zaidi TYPOS.NO zaidi LAZY SHORT CUTS.I WILL GET THE WORK DONE WRITE au NOT A ALL.As wewe may notice throughout this makala I seem a bit less laid-back,well in order to motivate myself to do stuff...I need to anger myself.ANGER=FUCKING MOTIVATION!!!Simple logic.
Anyway that's really all I can think off of the juu of my head at the current moment...Oh,right.and as for the sekunde branch of this club(Did wewe think I forgot about it?)I have plans for it as well.MORE UPLOADS!anytime I pakia art here,I will pakia it there.I may not be around so often to socialize,but I will be checking the walls as well,so I won't be vanishing anytime soon.
Okay,time to wrap, upangaji pamoja up the article.I really alisema all I needed to say at the current moment,I guess until then guys,PEACE OUT!!!
hujambo guys,It is I Mapware3640 au as some of my Marafiki here know me as,Matthew Allen Phillips(Please call me Matt)...anyway,I have somethings I desire to discuss.In my absents all kinds of things happened from troll wars,to recolors,to Tak and Mephs getting into another one of there pointless arguments...and I have PLENTIFUL sasisho and announcements.Now granted I haven't been around worth shit seeing I've been busy doing Matt stuff(and quite honestly I needed a break.However I'm back and planning to leave a impact.
Seeing sometime zamani my good recording software expired,I have no purpose to make video at the current moment(aside from an occasional v-log session)I can devote zaidi time to this club,and I will be doing so.SO PREPARE YOURSELVES.I will be focus zaidi on art and makala instead of RP's and maswali for a bit as well.Okay,so my current projects for this club aside from uandishi this makala itself would be to write the remake of the MTL series cutting out all the bullshit and giving it zaidi of well-polished appeal.
The reason why I will be forcing zaidi of my efforts into this club is for several reasons:A,I'm feeling I'm getting boxed out again,so I'm forcing my way back in.B,I quite honestly tired of seeing Tak's work plastered EVERYWHERE,I mean no offense to him,BUT GEEZ MAN,PUT SOME SPACING BETWEEN STUFF.YOU HAVE THREE BLOODY makala UP.So in that sense,I'll be making zaidi stuff much zaidi frequently.also I have to change my schedule so I can get frequent work feed into here while still maintaining some free-time to myself.So I will be pakia stuff on Mondays,Tuesdays,And Wednesdays.
My other project include a makala on what I regret doing in the MTL series and what I am proud of(because let's face it,there's enough plot holes to fill a list) and from this point on,there will be no zaidi half assing things.It will be pakia too near flawless stats,NO zaidi TYPOS.NO zaidi LAZY SHORT CUTS.I WILL GET THE WORK DONE WRITE au NOT A ALL.As wewe may notice throughout this makala I seem a bit less laid-back,well in order to motivate myself to do stuff...I need to anger myself.ANGER=FUCKING MOTIVATION!!!Simple logic.
Anyway that's really all I can think off of the juu of my head at the current moment...Oh,right.and as for the sekunde branch of this club(Did wewe think I forgot about it?)I have plans for it as well.MORE UPLOADS!anytime I pakia art here,I will pakia it there.I may not be around so often to socialize,but I will be checking the walls as well,so I won't be vanishing anytime soon.
Okay,time to wrap, upangaji pamoja up the article.I really alisema all I needed to say at the current moment,I guess until then guys,PEACE OUT!!!
The fall air was quickly turning into frost bitten, I had not long before my clan mates would start passing from diseases from the white season. The wind chill made it seem like -60 degrees, but I had to help. I just had to. My body ached to be sandwhiched between two deer furs and near an open fire. I heard a gun shot ring through the snow. Dragon hunters. I had to get back before they found me, au either way, somebody'd die.
Too late. A couple of dragon hunters armed with almost every gun, kuvuka, msalaba bow and sword weapon imaginable. I tried flying off with my ice blue wings, but I failed, a hunter shot at my left wing with a midnight black kuvuka, msalaba bow. I started to fall, but I started running as soon as I hit the snow, carrying a samaki between my fangs. How the clan leader would be so unpleased frightened me, but not as much as the hunters.
Too late. A couple of dragon hunters armed with almost every gun, kuvuka, msalaba bow and sword weapon imaginable. I tried flying off with my ice blue wings, but I failed, a hunter shot at my left wing with a midnight black kuvuka, msalaba bow. I started to fall, but I started running as soon as I hit the snow, carrying a samaki between my fangs. How the clan leader would be so unpleased frightened me, but not as much as the hunters.
hujambo ppl! I'm back and here is episode 2 part 2! Now let's start!
Icefire:Hello Molly & Jake
Molly:Hello icefire.
Jake:Hello.
Icefire:So wewe are -
Molly:Jason go up to your room.
Jason:Yes mom.=(
(Jason goes up to his room)
Icefire:So wewe to are wanted?
Molly:No. We where famed.
Jake:And we need wewe to take care of Jason & Crystal.
Icefire:Ok.
(crystal starts to cry)
Molly:It's ok crystal just shhhh..........
Ok I'm just going to skip to the sad part!
Ok it's night time and some ppl get inside the house and try to get Molly & Jake.
Well that's all folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I know right!
Icefire:Hello Molly & Jake
Molly:Hello icefire.
Jake:Hello.
Icefire:So wewe are -
Molly:Jason go up to your room.
Jason:Yes mom.=(
(Jason goes up to his room)
Icefire:So wewe to are wanted?
Molly:No. We where famed.
Jake:And we need wewe to take care of Jason & Crystal.
Icefire:Ok.
(crystal starts to cry)
Molly:It's ok crystal just shhhh..........
Ok I'm just going to skip to the sad part!
Ok it's night time and some ppl get inside the house and try to get Molly & Jake.
Well that's all folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I know right!
let the story begin Steve the dog is laying in the grass. Man this sucks being stuck on an island theirs nothing to do but eat and sleep i need something exciting thrilling something to get the blood pumping alisema Steve in deep thought at that moment he thought of something A PIRATE that’s it alisema Steve as he got up and started running towards town anybody got a ship he asked everybody. Finally someone gave him a makeshift raft, slab that not even a feather would touch. well i guess this will do for now alisema Steve as he set off OK now to get to business first things first i need a crew a first mate a navigator a cook a musician a engineer and zaidi
well i guess we get first mate first i think ill set out north alisema Steve setting sail in the modern world we live in today soon he fell asleep when he woke up he was greeted kwa marines...to be continued
well i guess we get first mate first i think ill set out north alisema Steve setting sail in the modern world we live in today soon he fell asleep when he woke up he was greeted kwa marines...to be continued
Here's something."What was that!" Shadow said. Goes back inside."Hey Sonic I need your help outside, I heard something out there!"Shadow said."Why are wewe telling me go tell that to Emily!"Sonic said."Heak no! I well give wewe two reasons, 1 reason: I'm afraid she might make fun of me again, Reason 2:She want believe me.So get your but up and start walking!" Shadow said."Ok ok I'm going already and let go of me!" Sonic said."No I'm afraid that your gonna leave me."Shadow said. Outside (Again)."Can wewe let go of me now?"Sonic said. "Yes now help mr find out what made that sound."Shadow said."Ok." Sonic looks behind the trash can."Hey Shadow look what I found a puppy!"Sonic said."So that was the thing that made the sound?!?"Shadow said."yep."Sonic said.
The end. This is the last one so no quishtens!
The end. This is the last one so no quishtens!
meanwhile at the lab
dr f: u see this is very bad since
brenden: wiat u made a doll of me ad it turned evil
alexa: yes we did u see wen u helped out at the lab (still need to wright that) we wanted to thank u so we dieced to make something to help u we made brenden doll
tober: took me forever to sow
alexa anyways we animated it but it dident happen to go right u see the chip we used ws sadly encripted
dr f: that colud guy seemed relible
lily: wait wait wait did u say colud
dr f: yes his name was could
brenden: where takeing this case
alexa: thank u soo much
dr f: u will need this (hands brendens doll tracker)
derreck: u made a tracker
dr f: in case this kinda thing happend
brenden come on guys lets go
team ok
to be continued
dr f: u see this is very bad since
brenden: wiat u made a doll of me ad it turned evil
alexa: yes we did u see wen u helped out at the lab (still need to wright that) we wanted to thank u so we dieced to make something to help u we made brenden doll
tober: took me forever to sow
alexa anyways we animated it but it dident happen to go right u see the chip we used ws sadly encripted
dr f: that colud guy seemed relible
lily: wait wait wait did u say colud
dr f: yes his name was could
brenden: where takeing this case
alexa: thank u soo much
dr f: u will need this (hands brendens doll tracker)
derreck: u made a tracker
dr f: in case this kinda thing happend
brenden come on guys lets go
team ok
to be continued
My first story, so, if wewe wanna make suggestions, post of a foramu ill make in a bit.
The old streets eminated of fossil fuels burning, roadkill and sadness. The ally was scattered with boxes, empty glass bottles and pieces of old news paper. In the distance, a siren went off and mbwa yipped to eachother in thier own language. The streets felt cold and filled with the sorrow of the people around.
My body felt cold as ice. I longed to be warm and safe. I wished I had some money to get something to eat, but who would listen to a stray? No one. I curled up in a ball, attempting to get warm, as I drifted into a small rest.
I worried if the wrong person would find me here in this ally, alone in this cold, dark allyway. I dismissed this worry and held the arms of false hope, whispering false facts into my freezing ears.
I believed the false hope's bitterly cold arms were a sign I was alive.
The old streets eminated of fossil fuels burning, roadkill and sadness. The ally was scattered with boxes, empty glass bottles and pieces of old news paper. In the distance, a siren went off and mbwa yipped to eachother in thier own language. The streets felt cold and filled with the sorrow of the people around.
My body felt cold as ice. I longed to be warm and safe. I wished I had some money to get something to eat, but who would listen to a stray? No one. I curled up in a ball, attempting to get warm, as I drifted into a small rest.
I worried if the wrong person would find me here in this ally, alone in this cold, dark allyway. I dismissed this worry and held the arms of false hope, whispering false facts into my freezing ears.
I believed the false hope's bitterly cold arms were a sign I was alive.