I'm captainamerica, formerly known as WaltDisneyV2 on the Message Boards.
While they were still active, I wrote a series of stories collectively known as Saving Imagination. That was three years ago. Now I'm reviving the project, telling a direct continuation of those stories, as well as publishing the old stories on these new forums for a whole new audience.
Starting on March 9th, I will be re-releasing Imagination's End Season 1 for four weeks before releasing Season 2 in April.
I hope you stick around for the ride, and I look forward to bringing these stories to you.
-last edited on Feb 21, 2018 22:41:53 GMT by Deleted
Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2018 22:40:58 GMT
Oh, and because it would be dumb of me to just leave a post dedicated to informing you about a story here without giving you a taste of what you're in for, so here's a prologue I've found from a couple years back. Enjoy.
"The Tea Time at the End of the Universe”
The Room 7B of the mysterious building was large and mostly empty, save for a plethora of monitors attached to the walls. The largest monitor was attached to a large console which took up much of one side of the room. Away from that, in the center of the room there was placed a table, around which two men were sitting across from each other. Emmet, a construction worker hailing from the town of Bricksburg, which he had helped to save from Lord Business' army of evil micromanagers, sat on one end, sipping tea that was brought by his guest, Kai, who sat opposite of him. Kai was was a fire ninja from a village near Ninjago, a city which he and the city’s own legendary team of Ninja worked together to save on several occasions. So what brings these two heroes from separate corners of the world together, to this mysterious room for tea? Surely it must be something of great importance. “He's back,” Emmet finally spoke. “It was only a matter of time,” Kai responded. Despite that fact, his facial expression suggested disappointment. “It was a matter of competence,” Emmet said snappishly. He quickly walked back on the harshness of his tone and let out a sigh. “So are you going to go back there?” Kai asked. “No. No, definitely not. It's too soon. They're going to think I ran away and left them for dead.” “They're your friends, and friends don't like being deceived. Go back for them,” Kai said. Emmet threw up his arms. “I don't know what else to do. I don't have anyone to help me. Not like you, with your apprentice." “We can't help you with this one,” Kai shook his head. Emmet sighed again. “I just don't know what to do.” “Of course not. For who could ever know what to do to save a dying universe?“ Kai paused, rethinking his bluntness. “I do have some good news, though.” “What would that be?” “I might just happen to know a guy."
Oh, and because it would be dumb of me to just leave a post dedicated to informing you about a story here without giving you a taste of what you're in for, so here's a prologue I've found from a couple years back. Enjoy.
"The Tea Time at the End of the Universe”
The Room 7B of the mysterious building was large and mostly empty, save for a plethora of monitors attached to the walls. The largest monitor was attached to a large console which took up much of one side of the room. Away from that, in the center of the room there was placed a table, around which two men were sitting across from each other. Emmet, a construction worker hailing from the town of Bricksburg, which he had helped to save from Lord Business' army of evil micromanagers, sat on one end, sipping tea that was brought by his guest, Kai, who sat opposite of him. Kai was was a fire ninja from a village near Ninjago, a city which he and the city’s own legendary team of Ninja worked together to save on several occasions. So what brings these two heroes from separate corners of the world together, to this mysterious room for tea? Surely it must be something of great importance. “He's back,” Emmet finally spoke. “It was only a matter of time,” Kai responded. Despite that fact, his facial expression suggested disappointment. “It was a matter of competence,” Emmet said snappishly. He quickly walked back on the harshness of his tone and let out a sigh. “So are you going to go back there?” Kai asked. “No. No, definitely not. It's too soon. They're going to think I ran away and left them for dead.” “They're your friends, and friends don't like being deceived. Go back for them,” Kai said. Emmet threw up his arms. “I don't know what else to do. I don't have anyone to help me. Not like you, with your apprentice." “We can't help you with this one,” Kai shook his head. Emmet sighed again. “I just don't know what to do.” “Of course not. For who could ever know what to do to save a dying universe?“ Kai paused, rethinking his bluntness. “I do have some good news, though.” “What would that be?” “I might just happen to know a guy."
*Throws confetti* FANTABULOUS, MY FRIEND! FANTABULOUS I SAY! *throws more confetti*
Couple years back? This looks like a Crossover between ninjago and the lego movie so far...
Yep, this story is almost three years old. I'm just reposting it for more people to see because the boards they were originally posted on are closed now.
And yes, Lego Movie and Ninjago are two themes that this story draws much inspiration from. You're going to see a lot more, though.
Couple years back? This looks like a Crossover between ninjago and the lego movie so far...
Yep, this story is almost three years old. I'm just reposting it for more people to see because the boards they were originally posted on are closed now.
And yes, Lego Movie and Ninjago are two themes that this story draws much inspiration from. You're going to see a lot more, though.
-last edited on Feb 23, 2018 3:01:42 GMT by Deleted
Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2018 2:53:50 GMT
Okay, forget the March 9th thing. Let's try it this way
Season 1, Episode 1: "The Ruler of Bricksburg" (Part One)
Finn and his sister, Emma, were sitting in their family’s basement, next to a large table completely covered by a display of an impressive brick-built metropolitan area. This city, known as Bricksburg, was home to many small figures, including Finn's favorites: Emmet, Wyldstyle, and-- "Krog!" Emma shouted, placing a brick-built creature her family had bought her from the store onto the display. She made growling noises as she moved it around. "No, not Krog! Keep your dumb Mixels in your corner," Finn said. He was, of course, referring to the corner of the room decorated in bright, flowery colors in which Emma's old Duplo sets, which she had outgrown years ago, were placed. It maintained an aesthetic of wild and wacky a younger Finn would have loved, one that did not fit with the orderly and strictly metropolitan one he now preferred. "Why are you like this?" Emma asked her brother. "What happened to you that you don't like someone having fun with their toys?" "You're invading my personal bubble." Finn's voice carried a tone of indifference that felt like a sharp pain in Emma's heart. "You remember what Dad said? About sharing? About letting me play down here?" Emma tried not to sound too desperate, but she could barely contain her feelings. She knew the toys weren't worth getting very upset over, but she'd began to feel isolated from her brother, which was worth more effort to her than throwing a temper tantrum over plastic bricks, something was sure would make things even worse for her relationship with her brother. “Oh yeah, I do. After I had to convince him to let me, kind of hoping it would just be me. And I'm letting you play down here. In your own corner.” That was the breaking point. Emma knew whatever was happening with her brother had been festering, and it was only going to get worse unless she did something to stop it. But what? What could she do without making it worse? Without causing Finn to lash out even more at her? “Finn, please. Whatever it is that's going on, please tell me.” Emma knew within second that she just bore witness to Finn’s breaking point. “What makes you think something's wrong?” he snapped. “I don't know, you just seem distant. You've seemed that way for a while and I don't want whatever it is that's happening to you to push us away from each other,” Emma said. “Well, nothing's wrong. Don't instigate,” Finn answered. He sounded bitter. “I'm not instigating, I'm just asking!” Emma said. “Why are you so upset? What happened to you to make you hate fun? To make you hate me?” She quickly regretted asking the first question, hoping that perhaps the last two would be the only ones he remembered, and that they might get her the real answer she was looking for. Especially the last one. Instead of answering any of those questions, however, Finn turned around quickly and moved his arm towards Emma, sending her flying back into a wall by the corner. Whatever had happened to her brother, Emma knew, it was much bigger than could be explained. Never before had there been such a vast oversimplification of the facts. And never before had the facts been so dire.