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OK! Here he is. Or she. Actually, I'm not sure. Maybe Slinky's some kind of mutant and is an it.....I wouldn't know!

How are you all? I hope you're all OK. I haven't used the internet for about ten million years, apart from being forced to use it at school, and the internet is the only way I can know if you are.
I hope that there was a huge Drama on the news about hurricane Wilma, because I was there, and it was hardly anything! We filmed most of it, and all it is basically a banana tree waving about and a few seconds of rain. When I got back, all my friends were all: "Rora! Thank God you're all right," and I was like......ummm........what? So I exaggerated badly to them, and they believed me, and it was very funny to see their expressions when I told them I was only joking.
Bonfire night has started early over here; the fireworks started going off about five days ago. It's quite pathetic, because I was just reading this novel I have to read for an exam, and this tiny little firework went off on its own, and it looked really, really stupid. Apparently, Newcastle is the second worst place for early bonfire nights.
Oh, and I have a pet snake. It's called slinky.
Try it!
It's the new, even betterversion of XP that is to hit the computers in early January. So go ahead and try windows RG out here!
I slid my body against it's trunk. My dripping hair stuck to me like thick, wet pieces of raw meat. I slouched over and gasped in exhaustion; the forces of nature nearly had me then for that rumored danger. But this time I was sheltered. And this time I was safe. There was nothing this time that would hold me away from safety.
Still vunerably stricken, I tilted my eyes up to the height. Like pearls, the water droplets fell from my shelter's leaves and hit the ground as acid. Acid droplets. Attacking.
Glancing at the background, I remembered with a shudder. I needed to gain height, and gain height quickly. I knew there was no other solution, no matter how hard the task of accomplishing was. Shaking, I clasped the tree. I was never used to climbing and never had been. Thunder crackled. I had to go, just as the thunder was forced, by no means of stopping, to show itself present. Slowly, I made my arms grasp themselves about a few low branches. I closed my eyes and swallowed hard.
My feet gave me height as I willed them. I shook a few water droplets down as I grasped more of it's weak, wooden limbs that I depended upon. My feet sidled me closer and closer upwards to my goal. I began ascending more rapidly as I reminded myself of what I had left behind me: that deadly rumored danger. My arms entwined those of the tree once more and I stopped respiring for a moment once I realised I was almost finished. I gasped again and rested my forehead against the body of the tree, and locked there for a few undecided seconds.
The branch in my dominant hand gave a crack.
I opened my mouth to scream, but nothing erupted from me as I remembered again, and how I must not make myself obvious. My left hand scrabbled frantically of its own accord, it seemed, as all my mind was on the thing I'd left behind me - the thing I was fleeing away from. I tightened my grip on the branch above and then pushed myself up one last time. I was now safe for certain.
In my place I shuffled uncormfortably. My clothing was drenched - my jeans the worst, sticking to me like a cold denim wrap. My jacket was already torn in the sleeves. Even my t-shirt was as worse, and I found that in one of the tears a dark, sticky liquid was being produced that I hadn't noticed. I couldn't make out the colour because the atmosphere was darker than dark, but I suspected red. I drew my fingers up to my face and touched the thick dirt on my cheek. The scent of grass flowers ran to my nostrils and I brushed them off me. I tasted blood on my toungue. I decided I didn't care about my sodden state and rested my head in a natural alclove in the tree. I was here, and I was alive. Now I had to recover. My eyes shut themselves, declaring their tiredness.
Then, the noise.
I bolted up faster than a rocket, my eyes wide. I was sure I'd heard something. A scuffling, not very far away. But I was safe in my tree, where it couldn't get me, no matter what it was. I had to stay thinking that.
The noise, repeated.
Time stopped. Nothing moved apart from my thoughts. I was safe, I was safe. I had passed everything that I had passed, I would do that as long as I continued. I would be safe for ever. The leaves that festooned me would help my intentions as long as I stayed motionless. I was so safe. It couldn't get me. It was fine from this ugly, gnarled creature I was sitting in already. It was. It was safe. Nothing could get me. I was safe.
The noise.
Silent, be silent. I dared not breathe. I dared not move. My eyes shut tight as my thoughts chased each other in my head. Silence was crucial. Stay away. Go away. No one is here but you. I do not exist. Leave me safe.
The noise, again, but further off.
It was leaving, it was leaving me. Am I in safety? I actually beat it. I actually did it. It's gone. I won't have to worry, because everything I thought was right. I was fine. No more noise. Nothing could get me, after all I had braved. I was fine, and there was no more danger. I was safe.
"I'm safe," I sighed.
And I screamed louder than a whale's song as he tore apart my throat.
How come Rod always gets killed first?
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DAY ONE
Breakfast: One scrambled egg, one piece of toast with grape jelly. Eat 2 bites of egg, using your fingers; dump the rest on the floor. Take 1 bite of toast, then smear the jelly over your face and clothes.
Lunch: Four crayons (any color), a handful of potato chips, and a glass of milk (3 sips only, then spill the rest).
Dinner: A dry stick, two pennies and a ten pence, 4 sips of flat Pepsi.
Bedtime snack: Throw a piece of toast on the kitchen floor.
DAY TWO
Breakfast: Pick up stale toast from kitchen floor and eat it. Drink half bottle of vanilla extract or one vial of vegetable dye.
Lunch: Eat a half tube of "Pulsating Pink" lipstick and a handful of Purina Dog Chow (any flavor). One ice cube, if desired.
Afternoon snack: Lick an lollipop until sticky, take outside, drop in dirt. Retrieve and continue lcking until clean again. Then bring inside and drop on rug.
Dinner: A rock or an uncooked bean, which should be thrust up your left nostril. Pour Grape Kool-Aid over mashed potatoes; eat with spoon.
DAY THREE
Breakfast: Two pancakes with plenty of syrup, eat one with fingers, rub in hair. Glass of milk; drink half, stuff other pancake in glass. After breakfast, pick up yesterday's lollipop from rug, lick off fuzz, put it on the cushion of best chair.
Lunch: Peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Spit several bites onto the floor. Pour glass of milk on table and drink up using tongue.
Dinner: Dish of ice cream, handful of crisps, some red punch. Try to laugh some punch through your nose, if possible.
FINAL DAY
Breakfast: A quarter tube of toothpaste (any flavour), bit of soap, an olive. Pour a glass of milk over bowl of cornflakes, add half a cup of sugar. Once cereal is soggy, drink milk and feed cereal to dog.
Lunch: Eat bread crumbs off kitchen floor and dining room carpet. Find that lollipop and finish eating it.
Dinner: A glass of spaghetti and chocolate milk. Leave meatball on plate, pour milk on flowers.
OK, I just need to get 2 more reponses ![]()
And ummmmmmm, you're up at seven in the morning because......your clock's stopped?
Hence the dun dun duuuuun.
Why does that work?
First off, I'd like to thank you for putting all of your effort into this, when it isn't even required. It was very thoughtful of you. ![]()
I haven't seen the site, I only wanted to when it was more or less finished. I didn't even have any idea it was freewebs. However, I've looked at it now, and I much prefer the layout on what you've done.
But - it's not like I can just agree straight off. I'll have to inform my friend, who was in charge of it. I'll need to get his opinion, which won't take long, and I'm sure, will be positive.
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But I thought the topics "general discussion" and "confusion" didn't fit into help me, puzzles and games, introductions or anything else.
Is talking about general discussion general disussion? No, it sounds more like specific discussion in general discussion......no, wait, I've confuzed myself.
Dun dun duuuuun! It didn't work.
Can I play this time?
The ones in the Puzzles and Games board?
They're great, thanks ganesh. ![]()
Oh, and since this is the yume thread, I had a dream (which some of you were actually in)!!
I dreamt that we were going on holiday, but I saw justlooking at the airport and even though I have no idea who she was, I just went "Oh, hello justlookingforthemoment, let's go to my house." So we did.
We went to my living room, and then all these Jewish people came into my house. Then I went "GET DOWN!" so we ducked behind the sofa to hide. The Jewish people came in the room, and then I went "MY ROOM! NOW!" so we went to my bedroom, and the weird thing was, everything in my room was gone, and so was justlooking.
Then, I remember going to the study and my mother was hiding under the desk, and there were lots of Jews there. I asked them what they wanted and they said that they wanted to look at my belongings for revenge of the holocaust, and they would kill me if I didn't let them. My things were all gone, and they got out a metal bottle opener and chased me, trying to stab me with it.
I ran out of the house and into the car. My dad was in the car and he said, "Come on, let's go!" So the car flew (yes, it flew) up and then I realised insomnia (resembling one of my friends but with purple hair) was in the car.
"What are you doing in my car?" I asked, but he didn't answer. Then my dad jerked the car up because we had to go over the roof of the school and insomnia just went! He didn't appear in the dream anymore, if you know what I mean.
And...that's it. Sorry Rod, mathsy, Zach and Ganesh, but you weren't in it!
Thanks justlooking and mathsy! That was funny!
Oh, and considering the topic, I'm rather fond of the new thingy at the top of the forum. ![]()
It's just weird little squares on my computer! Does that mean that I can't view them because they're not installed?
He created the wordl.
Wow, thanks so much!! You made me laugh SO hard there, which I really needed! Thank you! ![]()
Impossible....at the present time.
I'm not gone permanently, NO WAY would I do that! But I think the best thing to do would be to take me off unless I ask to play again. I may find some un-busy days occasionly.
As I am addicted to saying, opinions differ.