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Post by Ikkin on Mar 6, 2007 20:45:48 GMT -5
No, you godmoded me into the computer. ^_^ *loophole'd* No, I godmoded you into my computer, meaning I made you my computer. =P If I wanted to do what you just tried to loophole, I would've said "godmodes you inside the computer" ;D Well, it can be read either way. If you really wanted to say what you're saying you said, you'd say "godmodes you to become my computer." My reading is equally correct grammatically, and more convenient, so there.  |
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Post by ♥ Xivvy on Mar 6, 2007 20:46:07 GMT -5
XDXD Whoever does it must upload the image to their own host. Don't direct link from the image I gave you. (its from a website XD) I'm definitely not putting that ugly mug on my Photobucket. XD Psssht. Chiken. |
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Post by Shadaras on Mar 6, 2007 20:46:09 GMT -5
SHAAAADE! Here are the stories you need to juuuuudge  Judge them quickly, ok? "Kabuto!" Orochimaru could only glare helplessly up his apprentice from wear he lay, chained down to the table in his own bedroom. The boy had managed to wrestle the weakened snake Shinobi falt on the table, and now chains wrapped around his neck, thighs, and writhing arms kept him securely pinned. "Kimimaru's dead!" Kabuto screamed at him, slamming one hand on the table next to Oro's face. "He's dead, do you hear me?" The boy was almost crying with rage. "It's all your fault!!" "You traitor!" Oro shouted at him, struggling. "You don't dare-" He stopped abruptly with a gasp of pain as his apprentice slammed the knife full length into his exposed stomach. Blood fountained in the air as the shinobi coughed. "Why, you-" Orochimaru started. Kabuto was in no mood for talking. He gave a violent jerk to the knife, slashing open his master's stomach violently. Orochimaru screamed, struggling. He was cursing with anger now, his shirtless body flopping on the table. Chains rattled. "You're fault!" Kabuto shrieked, making yet another cut. Blood bubbled out of the merciless slits, pooling on the table.The apprentice's hands were stained with sticky blood. "You! You!" Orochimaru screamed as his apprentice stabbed his again, plunging the knife up to the hilt in his bloody stomach. "Your fault!" "Traitor!" Orochimaru screamed. Blood bubbled out of his mouth, streaming down the sides of his face. "I don't care!" Kabuto shouted at him. The knife rose, fell. The shinobi shrieked, arching in pain. His blood gushed down his sides, splashing on the floor as he writhed. "You deserve to die!" Kabuto plunged his hand into the bloody mess, squeezing. Orochimaru screamed, cursed, coughed. Clotted, crimson blood rolled down his face, into his long black hair. His body was on fire with agony, swirls of lashing, gouging pain. Kabuto was hacking at his stomach, swinging the blood knife again and again. The shinobi shrieked, writhing. He was gasping for air, his eyes wide in horrific pain as his apprentice, still screaming, hacked out his intestines. Flesh, organs ripped . Blood splattered over Kabuto's jacket as he violently tore his master apart. He couldn't see anymore; his glasses were covered in his master's blood. Cursing and crying, the younger ninja swung the knife, sawing at the shinobi's stomach. The blood-stained blade hacked apart his master's organs, severing the precious veins. Blood fountained out of his disembowled body, spraying over the ninja. Orochimaru screamed in pure agaony. His back arched, and his organs, hacked loose, slid out of his slashed stomach and splattered on the floor. "Your fault!" Kabuto shrieked, and plunged the knife one last time. There was a sickening squelch, a spray of blood, as the boy plunged the knife full length into Orochimaru's eye. Orochimaru gave a strangled gargle, blood rattling in his throat. Kabuto seized the knife handle and pushed the knife deeper into Orochimaru's eye, grinding it mercilessly into his master's brain. The shredded eyeball stared up in disbelief at blood slowly began leaking out of the shinobi's ears, out from under his eyelids. Little streams of it trickled down the shinobi's face as his stared up in a frozen mask of agony at his apprentice. Kabuto bowed slightly. "I'm sorry. It won't happen again." Wincing inwardly, he turned to leave. The mission had been a disaster.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Orochimaru's voice was suddenly low and dangerous. Kabuto froze as the pale shinobi advanced on him, flipping a kunai in one hand. "You don't seem to realize that you could have cost us months," he hissed, leaning forward.
Before Kabuto could move, Orochimaru had thrown him into the ground and driven the kunai through his wrist. He cringed and gasped. There was a crunch as the blade snapped the bone. Quick as lightning, Orochimaru whipped out another kunai and drove it into Kabuto's other wrist, pinning him to the ground.
Orochimaru smiled, pulling a third kunai from the pouch on his leg. "I think you need reminding," he whispered, and slowly and deliberately lowered the knife to Kabuto's stomach.
Suddenly, viciously, Orochimaru slashed down, ripping deep into the ninja's stomach. Kabuto jerked and cried out, pulling helplessly at the kunai which pinned him to the ground. Blood spilled out over his torso, but Orochimaru continued cutting into his body mercilessly until the skin and muscle had been completely stripped from his abdomen. Kabuto shrieked, retching and coughing up blood.
"S-stop..." Kabuto moaned weakly. "Orochimaru-sama... stop!"
Orochimaru smiled again, driving the knife deep into Kabuto's exposed intestines. "I don't think I will." Kabuto's eyes widened. "You've outlived your usefulness, you know. I have what I needed from you."
"No... no!"
The kunai fell, and the dying medic-nin's blood splattered up over Orochimaru's body. Kabuto screamed once - and then stopped.
Um. I like story one better, overall. If you want specifics, then give me more time to read them. |
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Post by ♥ Xivvy on Mar 6, 2007 20:46:56 GMT -5
SHAAAADE! Here are the stories you need to juuuuudge Judge them quickly, ok? "Kabuto!" Orochimaru could only glare helplessly up his apprentice from wear he lay, chained down to the table in his own bedroom. The boy had managed to wrestle the weakened snake Shinobi falt on the table, and now chains wrapped around his neck, thighs, and writhing arms kept him securely pinned. "Kimimaru's dead!" Kabuto screamed at him, slamming one hand on the table next to Oro's face. "He's dead, do you hear me?" The boy was almost crying with rage. "It's all your fault!!" "You traitor!" Oro shouted at him, struggling. "You don't dare-" He stopped abruptly with a gasp of pain as his apprentice slammed the knife full length into his exposed stomach. Blood fountained in the air as the shinobi coughed. "Why, you-" Orochimaru started. Kabuto was in no mood for talking. He gave a violent jerk to the knife, slashing open his master's stomach violently. Orochimaru screamed, struggling. He was cursing with anger now, his shirtless body flopping on the table. Chains rattled. "You're fault!" Kabuto shrieked, making yet another cut. Blood bubbled out of the merciless slits, pooling on the table.The apprentice's hands were stained with sticky blood. "You! You!" Orochimaru screamed as his apprentice stabbed his again, plunging the knife up to the hilt in his bloody stomach. "Your fault!" "Traitor!" Orochimaru screamed. Blood bubbled out of his mouth, streaming down the sides of his face. "I don't care!" Kabuto shouted at him. The knife rose, fell. The shinobi shrieked, arching in pain. His blood gushed down his sides, splashing on the floor as he writhed. "You deserve to die!" Kabuto plunged his hand into the bloody mess, squeezing. Orochimaru screamed, cursed, coughed. Clotted, crimson blood rolled down his face, into his long black hair. His body was on fire with agony, swirls of lashing, gouging pain. Kabuto was hacking at his stomach, swinging the blood knife again and again. The shinobi shrieked, writhing. He was gasping for air, his eyes wide in horrific pain as his apprentice, still screaming, hacked out his intestines. Flesh, organs ripped . Blood splattered over Kabuto's jacket as he violently tore his master apart. He couldn't see anymore; his glasses were covered in his master's blood. Cursing and crying, the younger ninja swung the knife, sawing at the shinobi's stomach. The blood-stained blade hacked apart his master's organs, severing the precious veins. Blood fountained out of his disembowled body, spraying over the ninja. Orochimaru screamed in pure agaony. His back arched, and his organs, hacked loose, slid out of his slashed stomach and splattered on the floor. "Your fault!" Kabuto shrieked, and plunged the knife one last time. There was a sickening squelch, a spray of blood, as the boy plunged the knife full length into Orochimaru's eye. Orochimaru gave a strangled gargle, blood rattling in his throat. Kabuto seized the knife handle and pushed the knife deeper into Orochimaru's eye, grinding it mercilessly into his master's brain. The shredded eyeball stared up in disbelief at blood slowly began leaking out of the shinobi's ears, out from under his eyelids. Little streams of it trickled down the shinobi's face as his stared up in a frozen mask of agony at his apprentice. Kabuto bowed slightly. "I'm sorry. It won't happen again." Wincing inwardly, he turned to leave. The mission had been a disaster.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Orochimaru's voice was suddenly low and dangerous. Kabuto froze as the pale shinobi advanced on him, flipping a kunai in one hand. "You don't seem to realize that you could have cost us months," he hissed, leaning forward.
Before Kabuto could move, Orochimaru had thrown him into the ground and driven the kunai through his wrist. He cringed and gasped. There was a crunch as the blade snapped the bone. Quick as lightning, Orochimaru whipped out another kunai and drove it into Kabuto's other wrist, pinning him to the ground.
Orochimaru smiled, pulling a third kunai from the pouch on his leg. "I think you need reminding," he whispered, and slowly and deliberately lowered the knife to Kabuto's stomach.
Suddenly, viciously, Orochimaru slashed down, ripping deep into the ninja's stomach. Kabuto jerked and cried out, pulling helplessly at the kunai which pinned him to the ground. Blood spilled out over his torso, but Orochimaru continued cutting into his body mercilessly until the skin and muscle had been completely stripped from his abdomen. Kabuto shrieked, retching and coughing up blood.
"S-stop..." Kabuto moaned weakly. "Orochimaru-sama... stop!"
Orochimaru smiled again, driving the knife deep into Kabuto's exposed intestines. "I don't think I will." Kabuto's eyes widened. "You've outlived your usefulness, you know. I have what I needed from you."
"No... no!"
The kunai fell, and the dying medic-nin's blood splattered up over Orochimaru's body. Kabuto screamed once - and then stopped.
Um. I like story one better, overall. If you want specifics, then give me more time to read them. um....that's ok...I think. Elc, do you want her to scrutinize them? |
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Post by Elcie on Mar 6, 2007 20:47:29 GMT -5
Give the rating warning, Xiv. ^_^; Would PG be adequate? It's not very good, you know. Mine, I mean. Heck no. Yours scared the heck outta me.  ;;;; R. So very, very R. |
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Post by Ikkin on Mar 6, 2007 20:47:34 GMT -5
Give the rating warning, Xiv. ^_^; Would PG be adequate? It's not very good, you know. Mine, I mean. ...er, no. o_0 *just read part of each* And it might be best to keep it off the Bloids and just tell people "go read our stories in It's Fanfictional..." >.> |
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Post by Killix on Mar 6, 2007 20:47:39 GMT -5
Well, it can be read either way. If you really wanted to say what you're saying you said, you'd say "godmodes you to become my computer." My reading is equally correct grammatically, and more convenient, so there. Well, I can't help it, I type how I talk IRL. XD Phish and I have verbal godmode wars all the time, and we know what we mean when someone says "godmodes so-and-so into suchandsuch" XD |
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Post by Elcie on Mar 6, 2007 20:47:54 GMT -5
Um. I like story one better, overall. If you want specifics, then give me more time to read them. um....that's ok...I think. Elc, do you want her to scrutinize them? Nahh, that works. X3 XIVVY WINS |
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Post by ♥ Xivvy on Mar 6, 2007 20:48:37 GMT -5
Would PG be adequate? It's not very good, you know. Mine, I mean. Heck no. Yours scared the heck outta me. ;;;; R. So very, very R. M. M. It did? :3 I feel nice now. Ikkin - these were stories only meant for Shade to read, silly. unless you're judging. |
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Post by ♥ Xivvy on Mar 6, 2007 20:49:10 GMT -5
um....that's ok...I think. Elc, do you want her to scrutinize them? Nahh, that works. X3 XIVVY WINS Wheee disembowlment! *runs around in cirlces* Okie. I'm done now :3 |
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Post by Shadaras on Mar 6, 2007 20:49:51 GMT -5
um....that's ok...I think. Elc, do you want her to scrutinize them? Nahh, that works. X3 XIVVY WINS Xivvy wins because of having more description. And it made more sense. Meaning that it gave an explanation of why there was torture. |
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Post by Ikkin on Mar 6, 2007 20:50:06 GMT -5
Well, it can be read either way. If you really wanted to say what you're saying you said, you'd say "godmodes you to become my computer." My reading is equally correct grammatically, and more convenient, so there. Well, I can't help it, I type how I talk IRL. XD Phish and I have verbal godmode wars all the time, and we know what we mean when someone says "godmodes so-and-so into suchandsuch" XD Well, it's not my fault for being confused. XD ...XD |
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Post by Killix on Mar 6, 2007 20:50:34 GMT -5
XD My insane pairings can't be worse than the extreme violence. =D
...could you imagine if both of us were somehow fused together? Just think of the stuff we could write....
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2007 20:51:10 GMT -5
Family Guy is weird. |
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Post by Ikkin on Mar 6, 2007 20:51:19 GMT -5
Ikkin - these were stories only meant for Shade to read, silly. unless you're judging. I'm a mod. I needed to see whether or not I should tell you "keep it off the Bloids please" or not. ^_^; |
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Judge them quickly, ok?
;;;; R. So very, very R.
