jean-luc February 27, 2013 February 27, 2013 Don't die. Trust me, you'd rather become fat. Stats is back: https://stats.jean-luc.org/ I don't visit as often as I used to. If you want me to see something, make sure to quote a post of mine or ping me @jean-luc
Flexionsensor February 28, 2013 Author February 28, 2013 Anyway. Good evening, people of this wondrous site. I am flexy, but since you've already read 100+ posts with my iconic username adorned above each, you probably knew that. I have been busy, as I have been each day, yet this day was a low day. A day in which none of us take joy or pleasure in. A day which requires major reparation. I have news which shall be a light to your darkened hearts! The Articles of Alleviation have almost been finished, (well, clause 1. There are four, but the other three are irrelevant to this topic.) and because of "hippie pseudoscience," I shall consider them legally binding. Thus, my issues will be resolved by my own fear of the law, even though I wouldn't technically have signed this document until I'm eighteen, and clause 1 will be a hidden technicality, yet still be part of the Articles. It is ridiculously complicated. This is my news. Aside from that main set of events, my narration could have been better, but I'm working on that. "DUDE! That's wrong! You don't do that! That's like giving a kid a knife and telling him that it's a neck massager!" Shameless self promotion!
Ginyu February 28, 2013 February 28, 2013 Anyway. (I have to do this for 60 more times before it is above halfway! Get used to it.) So I finally figured out the sixth dimension again. I'd forgotten. But that is off topic, so I'll cut to the chase: In the far away land of Narrate, a mysterious figure emerged on the hill. It was naught but a child, and his name, was Flexionsensor. His handsome features which had gotten him stalked by a down-syndrome afflicted, prematurely-born 18 year old for over three years with no signs of stopping, were highlighted by the morning sun. His thin jaw moved down and his lips parted. From the depths of his throat appeared the words of power; beautiful symphonies of his soul crying out to those who would choose to listen. "Come out, Katrina." He sung, gusts of wind ruffling his blond cowlick. The lake's water shimmered at these sounds, his aura generating minute ripples on the once tranquil surface. The forest and fields swayed at his brilliance. With these words, a bright light appeared. Only the smallest streaks of life shone from it, yet mystery still shrouded its intrinsic mind. "Kat, I don't understand this... Wait... Is that how I've started to say every narration session? Oh Lord, I don't even know what I'm going to talk about!" The child worried, unaware of the light in front of him. "I am unsure of all. I am nothing but another internet afflicted creature who shuns the sun. I look like a reject from Twilight, Kat. A reject from Twilight who is several grades above his age's average and is thus overloaded with burdens from his dual-enrollment schools. I know not what to do..." The light shimmered slightly brighter from his brilliant vocal articulation. "OH I KNOW! I'LL LURK TULPA.INFO! That will surely help!" Epilogue: Katrina was never completed, and Flexionsensor died at the computer from starvation several days later. Flexionsensor confirmed for being a . Also, I'd like to look at the "Articles" sometime. It seems really interesting and quite ridiculous.
Flexionsensor February 28, 2013 Author February 28, 2013 Just to clear this up, I'm apparently handsome enough to have been stalked for, as I said, over three years. I also don't actually play video games... And my teeth are well taken care of... And I don't make noises when I chew... And I'm literally skin and bone... And I don't wear glasses... etc. I'll make sure to put the first clause of the articles up sometime soon. "DUDE! That's wrong! You don't do that! That's like giving a kid a knife and telling him that it's a neck massager!" Shameless self promotion!
Flexionsensor February 28, 2013 Author February 28, 2013 Ooh, another thing... I'm making pancakes tomorrow. "DUDE! That's wrong! You don't do that! That's like giving a kid a knife and telling him that it's a neck massager!" Shameless self promotion!
Flexionsensor March 1, 2013 Author March 1, 2013 Anyway. So once again, I have delved into my mind, and once again, nothing was recovered from the sludge which is inside. The PR man has spoken. You may go back to your homes now. "DUDE! That's wrong! You don't do that! That's like giving a kid a knife and telling him that it's a neck massager!" Shameless self promotion!
Flexionsensor March 2, 2013 Author March 2, 2013 Anyway. So I almost forgot about this today... BUT I RECOVERED! Let's get this straight. This is one of the most viewed PRs in the forum, second page of the most viewed since the beginning. And yet all I do is summed up in my recurring joke post, "Today I narrated...It was fun." I must be the God of writing things, because this... This is awesome! My PR is the youngest of all the tops, so I must have some special talent for writing, because how repetitive IS this anyway? Anyway, my narration process today was slightly interrupted by the presence of stockpiled homework due to a large procrastination increase lately. I don't know where it came from. I did occasionally get a few words in, but I didn't perform at my top potential and LORD AM I STARVING. Moving on, I've noted that my narration quality has gone up, especially when I'm talking out loud. There aren't many situations where I'd be able to do that, so I'm considering either buying or making a cardboard prop bluetooth, as I've been saying I should do since day 1. However, there is the weirdest side effect to extended narration. I find myself inexplicably slipping into a British accent during sessions... I'm not sure why, but at least I'm not terrible at it. I am a DESCENDANT OF AN ANCIENT AND FAMOUS LINE OF BRITISH NOBLES!!! after all... Still, it gets awkward. "DUDE! That's wrong! You don't do that! That's like giving a kid a knife and telling him that it's a neck massager!" Shameless self promotion!
Flexionsensor March 3, 2013 Author March 3, 2013 Anyway. I spent practically my whole day sitting in several different chemistry labs for reasons that do not, or in one case, vaguely link to chemistry. So all I could do was, to defend my fragile brain from collapsing due to extreme boredom, think about my favorite thing to think about: M-Theory! yaaaaaaaay! (M-theory thought-conversation in spoilers below the post.) What was this boredom about though? Well, I went to my annual BSA merit badge-thingy which is an extremely pointless event in which several hundred fellow Boy Scouts go to a single place and do organized merit badges together, and it is BORING AS HELL. But this is a narration opportunity which is plain awesomely-awesome, since nothing gives you better concentration than being stuck in a room full of people who don't know what they're doing, listening to an inept college student who has studied the badge's contents minimally. So, aside from a raw beef lunch, onions, terrible classes of small children, my favorite jacket being ruined because someone tried to imitate Jackson Pollock and the hour's wait for my ride, I had a good time. SCIENCE TIME! NOTE: This is pointless and long, and it doesn't relate to anything. Also, facts may be wrong and speculation is utilized consistently through the post. Also note that the dialogue is not exact. Variation may apply and nonsensical jokes may be inserted. Me: So that is how I plan to take over the earth with my death-stare... Kat: ... Me: You know, I was just watching some videos on the sixth dimension recently... Kat: ... Me: It intrigues me that since the 4th 5th and 6th act such as the 1st, 2nd and 3d correspond to each other, the whole "Four is linear" and "five is two dimensional" and "sixth is all" thing is true. However, if time is number four, and alternate universes which exist by choices made in a single moment is five, and six is just the straight up multiverse theory,does that mean that in one universe, the Avengers or Harry Potter, heck, even (Lord forgive me) Twilight are all legitimate worlds with their own laws corresponding to their realities? And if so, then in one universe, did the Avengers lose to Loki, Harry Potter get destroyed by Voldemort and Twilight (The Power of Christ Compels You) ended with gun fights and awesomeness instead of a forced triangle and the tent scene from Brokeback Mountain? Awesome... "DUDE! That's wrong! You don't do that! That's like giving a kid a knife and telling him that it's a neck massager!" Shameless self promotion!
Flexionsensor March 4, 2013 Author March 4, 2013 Anyway. My favorite thing to do is procrastinate. (Note: The articles will be completed in two months.) I don't know where I'm going with this. I'm not really that motivated to do anything tonight. However, I am now able to openly narrate out loud, because tomorrow, the next day and probably the two days after that, my younger brother is getting surgery in Philly, so I will only be near my older brother who is not going to be around much since he does not do the same classes I do except for... Humanities... and thus will not stay home to do homework and be overloaded, but will be overloaded AT the school. Oh college courses, how I hate your variety. "DUDE! That's wrong! You don't do that! That's like giving a kid a knife and telling him that it's a neck massager!" Shameless self promotion!
Flexionsensor March 5, 2013 Author March 5, 2013 Anyway. Today could have been better. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay better. In fact it could have NOT had: Me having a rugburn on my elbow the last few days so that I could lean on said elbow.Not having to deal with parents who are leaving for a week and are ridiculously frantic for no reason.Not burning cookies I had to make.Not having tripped and fallen so that I start bleeding profusely from the head, in a spot which is less than two inches from where I would have bled out.Not having to take a... Humanities... midterm today. So yeah, because I haven't even listed half of what I did today which was detrimental to my forcing, I am relying completely on my nightly narration sessions to keep up with myself. [Redacted]. "DUDE! That's wrong! You don't do that! That's like giving a kid a knife and telling him that it's a neck massager!" Shameless self promotion!
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