Mateo logged off sometime decent. I promised myself only ten more minutes, and backed myself into a corner to try some moves. I was beginning to see why the immersion rigs were so important, though. My default controls only allowed for about four different types of hits, if that. I turned on a slightly predictable axis, and I ran at a standard speed, which would make me simple to snipe. All-together, it was screaming defeat. I hadn’t even tried pvp, but I was already beaten.
I had to upgrade to get anywhere. I sighed. I hated marketing gimmicks, games that required you to pay to play good, and pineapple pizza. Actually, I’d never had the last one, but, I mean, just think about it. Fruit on my junk food? No thank you.
So in the end, I wondered off to another board, searching for some hidden secret in my key pad, or maybe a special weapon or something.
That’s when I noticed the Jurassic World hub.
I had always loved dinosaurs, so I figured “what the bricks” and slipped through portal.
It dropped me into the midst of the Jurassic World park, straight on top of another gamer. My character scrambled back up, while I scrambled to find the chat pod. I located it, and typed in an apology.
TheGreatCon: Yo, sorry bout that.
Sweetcrazy6: Oof. Wat was that, boi?
TheGreatCon: I’m a rookie, must have portaled wrong.
Sweetcrazy6: Nah, ours drops people on top of people all the time. It’s messed up, boi.
I glanced around the board, taking in the line of shops leading up to the visitor center, and the small crowd of users ambling around, as if waiting for something to happen and redeem this place.
TheGreatCon: Bit dead right now.
Sweetcrazy6: Actually, not. Surprisingly crowded.
TheGreatCon: Looks dead to me.
Sweetcrazy6: Only been here a little while, but I already know this ain’t the hot hub.
TheGreatCon: Oh well, think I’ll go explore.
Sweetcrazy6: Want a guide?
TheGreatCon: Sure.
Sweetcrazy6: I’d advise legoaquilino. Have fun.
And with that, she departed. I wasn’t about to seek out this user, so I went my own way as well. I wanted to see the T-Rex eat a goat.
Mateo logged off sometime decent. I promised myself only ten more minutes, and backed myself into a corner to try some moves. I was beginning to see why the immersion rigs were so important, though. My default controls only allowed for about four different types of hits, if that. I turned on a slightly predictable axis, and I ran at a standard speed, which would make me simple to snipe. All-together, it was screaming defeat. I hadn’t even tried pvp, but I was already beaten.
I had to upgrade to get anywhere. I sighed. I hated marketing gimmicks, games that required you to pay to play good, and pineapple pizza. Actually, I’d never had the last one, but, I mean, just think about it. Fruit on my junk food? No thank you.
So in the end, I wondered off to another board, searching for some hidden secret in my key pad, or maybe a special weapon or something.
That’s when I noticed the Jurassic World hub.
I had always loved dinosaurs, so I figured “what the bricks” and slipped through portal.
It dropped me into the midst of the Jurassic World park, straight on top of another gamer. My character scrambled back up, while I scrambled to find the chat pod. I located it, and typed in an apology.
TheGreatCon: Yo, sorry bout that.
Sweetcrazy6: Oof. Wat was that, boi?
TheGreatCon: I’m a rookie, must have portaled wrong.
Sweetcrazy6: Nah, ours drops people on top of people all the time. It’s messed up, boi.
I glanced around the board, taking in the line of shops leading up to the visitor center, and the small crowd of users ambling around, as if waiting for something to happen and redeem this place.
TheGreatCon: Bit dead right now.
Sweetcrazy6: Actually, not. Surprisingly crowded.
TheGreatCon: Looks dead to me.
Sweetcrazy6: Only been here a little while, but I already know this ain’t the hot hub.
TheGreatCon: Oh well, think I’ll go explore.
Sweetcrazy6: Want a guide?
TheGreatCon: Sure.
Sweetcrazy6: I’d advise legoaquilino. Have fun.
And with that, she departed. I wasn’t about to seek out this user, so I went my own way as well. I wanted to see the T-Rex eat a goat.
Aw, come on now. Give it a chance! Pineapple on pizza isn't that bad.
Haha, I'm glad to see you back and posting new fantabulous parts! ^-^
Mateo logged off sometime decent. I promised myself only ten more minutes, and backed myself into a corner to try some moves. I was beginning to see why the immersion rigs were so important, though. My default controls only allowed for about four different types of hits, if that. I turned on a slightly predictable axis, and I ran at a standard speed, which would make me simple to snipe. All-together, it was screaming defeat. I hadn’t even tried pvp, but I was already beaten.
I had to upgrade to get anywhere. I sighed. I hated marketing gimmicks, games that required you to pay to play good, and pineapple pizza. Actually, I’d never had the last one, but, I mean, just think about it. Fruit on my junk food? No thank you.
So in the end, I wondered off to another board, searching for some hidden secret in my key pad, or maybe a special weapon or something.
That’s when I noticed the Jurassic World hub.
I had always loved dinosaurs, so I figured “what the bricks” and slipped through portal.
It dropped me into the midst of the Jurassic World park, straight on top of another gamer. My character scrambled back up, while I scrambled to find the chat pod. I located it, and typed in an apology.
TheGreatCon: Yo, sorry bout that.
Sweetcrazy6: Oof. Wat was that, boi?
TheGreatCon: I’m a rookie, must have portaled wrong.
Sweetcrazy6: Nah, ours drops people on top of people all the time. It’s messed up, boi.
I glanced around the board, taking in the line of shops leading up to the visitor center, and the small crowd of users ambling around, as if waiting for something to happen and redeem this place.
TheGreatCon: Bit dead right now.
Sweetcrazy6: Actually, not. Surprisingly crowded.
TheGreatCon: Looks dead to me.
Sweetcrazy6: Only been here a little while, but I already know this ain’t the hot hub.
TheGreatCon: Oh well, think I’ll go explore.
Sweetcrazy6: Want a guide?
TheGreatCon: Sure.
Sweetcrazy6: I’d advise legoaquilino. Have fun.
And with that, she departed. I wasn’t about to seek out this user, so I went my own way as well. I wanted to see the T-Rex eat a goat.
How dare you insult pineapple pizza. And logging off anytime before 2am is very unlike me.
Mateo logged off sometime decent. I promised myself only ten more minutes, and backed myself into a corner to try some moves. I was beginning to see why the immersion rigs were so important, though. My default controls only allowed for about four different types of hits, if that. I turned on a slightly predictable axis, and I ran at a standard speed, which would make me simple to snipe. All-together, it was screaming defeat. I hadn’t even tried pvp, but I was already beaten.
I had to upgrade to get anywhere. I sighed. I hated marketing gimmicks, games that required you to pay to play good, and pineapple pizza. Actually, I’d never had the last one, but, I mean, just think about it. Fruit on my junk food? No thank you.
So in the end, I wondered off to another board, searching for some hidden secret in my key pad, or maybe a special weapon or something.
That’s when I noticed the Jurassic World hub.
I had always loved dinosaurs, so I figured “what the bricks” and slipped through portal.
It dropped me into the midst of the Jurassic World park, straight on top of another gamer. My character scrambled back up, while I scrambled to find the chat pod. I located it, and typed in an apology.
TheGreatCon: Yo, sorry bout that.
Sweetcrazy6: Oof. Wat was that, boi?
TheGreatCon: I’m a rookie, must have portaled wrong.
Sweetcrazy6: Nah, ours drops people on top of people all the time. It’s messed up, boi.
I glanced around the board, taking in the line of shops leading up to the visitor center, and the small crowd of users ambling around, as if waiting for something to happen and redeem this place.
TheGreatCon: Bit dead right now.
Sweetcrazy6: Actually, not. Surprisingly crowded.
TheGreatCon: Looks dead to me.
Sweetcrazy6: Only been here a little while, but I already know this ain’t the hot hub.
TheGreatCon: Oh well, think I’ll go explore.
Sweetcrazy6: Want a guide?
TheGreatCon: Sure.
Sweetcrazy6: I’d advise legoaquilino. Have fun.
And with that, she departed. I wasn’t about to seek out this user, so I went my own way as well. I wanted to see the T-Rex eat a goat.
Aw, come on now. Give it a chance! Pineapple on pizza isn't that bad.
Haha, I'm glad to see you back and posting new fantabulous parts! ^-^
*Throws CONfetti*
I haven't had the chance yet, but man, it just sounds wrong.
Mateo logged off sometime decent. I promised myself only ten more minutes, and backed myself into a corner to try some moves. I was beginning to see why the immersion rigs were so important, though. My default controls only allowed for about four different types of hits, if that. I turned on a slightly predictable axis, and I ran at a standard speed, which would make me simple to snipe. All-together, it was screaming defeat. I hadn’t even tried pvp, but I was already beaten.
I had to upgrade to get anywhere. I sighed. I hated marketing gimmicks, games that required you to pay to play good, and pineapple pizza. Actually, I’d never had the last one, but, I mean, just think about it. Fruit on my junk food? No thank you.
So in the end, I wondered off to another board, searching for some hidden secret in my key pad, or maybe a special weapon or something.
That’s when I noticed the Jurassic World hub.
I had always loved dinosaurs, so I figured “what the bricks” and slipped through portal.
It dropped me into the midst of the Jurassic World park, straight on top of another gamer. My character scrambled back up, while I scrambled to find the chat pod. I located it, and typed in an apology.
TheGreatCon: Yo, sorry bout that.
Sweetcrazy6: Oof. Wat was that, boi?
TheGreatCon: I’m a rookie, must have portaled wrong.
Sweetcrazy6: Nah, ours drops people on top of people all the time. It’s messed up, boi.
I glanced around the board, taking in the line of shops leading up to the visitor center, and the small crowd of users ambling around, as if waiting for something to happen and redeem this place.
TheGreatCon: Bit dead right now.
Sweetcrazy6: Actually, not. Surprisingly crowded.
TheGreatCon: Looks dead to me.
Sweetcrazy6: Only been here a little while, but I already know this ain’t the hot hub.
TheGreatCon: Oh well, think I’ll go explore.
Sweetcrazy6: Want a guide?
TheGreatCon: Sure.
Sweetcrazy6: I’d advise legoaquilino. Have fun.
And with that, she departed. I wasn’t about to seek out this user, so I went my own way as well. I wanted to see the T-Rex eat a goat.
How dare you insult pineapple pizza. And logging off anytime before 2am is very unlike me.
Sorry, not taking it back till I try some and like it.
-last edited on Apr 30, 2018 18:00:25 GMT by TheGreatCon
Post by TheGreatCon on Apr 30, 2018 17:59:54 GMT
As I explored the place, I finally started to realize just how well-coded this game was. I mistook a couple NPCs for actual users, there were so lifelike. The whole park actually worked on a time schedule, as I figured out the next goat was not to be devoured for a half hour.
I fell asleep waiting on it.
~<>~
The next day was Saturday. After getting a morning shift over, which I have little to no recollection of, I slipped behind my laptop, and prepared for a solid afternoon of gaming. Or maybe I’d watch some movies. Like, maybe some specific movies in particular. If not, I figured hanging out at the Jurassic World hub was going to get me a lot of spoilers.
I got interrupted when a soccer ball pinged off the building I was seated upon. It shook a bit. I peeked over the ledge at Mateo. “Yo, next time knock.”
“Oh, you’re up there?” He blinked up at me. “I thought it was just a videogame-addicted gargoyle.”
“Hey now.” I said, sliding my laptop away. “What do you have in mind?”
“Let’s get a game going.” He flipped the ball onto his back and balanced there.
I first joined the MBs in 2014, and spent my first couple weeks, or maybe months, CONfined to the LEGO Minifigures Online board. Spending my first moments on the game, which basically represents the LMBs, was a nod to my weeks of discovery on that forum.
Sogel Van Rome was picked as my friend IRL because back on the old boards he seemed to know a gallon of about me, something which could've been because he and I knew each other IRL. I never really figured out how he picked up on all that stuff. He also once claimed to be my neighbor.
Sweets (Sweets) was in fact my first acquaintance on the JW Board pretty much, I met her while writing my first story, "Raptor Rebellion."
Immersion rigs are a nod to the books "Ready Player One" and "Eye of Minds," neither of which I particularly advise. I read both of them, and thought I could do better. At the very least, this is more of an underdog story. This is my attempt.
The thing about me wanting to watch the T-Rex eat the goat was a nod to my old story "Lost in a Jurassic Dream," in which I made Brian obsessed with seeing Rexy eat a goat, as featured in the movie.
And finally, soccer is my favorite sport of all time, something which helped with the decision to throw me into South America in this story. I also do play a lot of goalie, though I've played a lot of striker/forward in my time.
-last edited on May 1, 2018 23:59:45 GMT by TheGreatCon
Post by TheGreatCon on May 1, 2018 23:59:20 GMT
~<>~
There are some perks to living in South America. You can always find the guys to play a soccer game. You may not be able to find a field, but hey, I prefer gutter ball anyways. It was a home-grown sport which was basically soccer on a street.
I don’t have a lot of friends. Period. No “except for.” Mateo. Me. That was it. But we gathered enough guys from our school to play guys from another school. Soon enough we even had a tournament going, winners stayed on.
We play some mean soccer down here, not to brag. So when a girl in white tennis shoes walked up, I smelled trouble.
“Hey, can I join?” She asked.
I gave her a quick one-over. Besides her glaringly-white tennies, she also was wearing a shirt with what appeared to be lace fringing it. Her watch was worth more than my laptop.
But the only thing the other guys saw was the soccer ball in her hands. Ours had seen better days. It was peeling like, all over.
We have nothing against girls playing here. We had eight or so spread out on the teams right now.
But I did have a thing against up-towners on the court.
That’s when I realize that nobody had spoken up yet. I glanced around at everybody else. They were all looking at me. I sighed. “Uh, this is gutter ball.”
“Looks like soccer.” She shrugged.
“You played gutter ball?” I raised an eyebrow.
“Just moved here.” She said.
Why the bricks did she come down here? Everybody here was looking for a way out. I crossed my arms. “I advise watching a few.”
The game behind us ended. We were on next. I prepared to head out, but Mateo spoke up. “What school you from?”
“I’m going to attend Vera Cruz.”
I winced. That was ours.
“Oh, hey, you’re on our team then!” Mateo said. “We’re up!”
Give it a chance! Pineapple on pizza isn't that bad. ![[derp]](http://storage.proboards.com/6672327/images/YqNTPqyQUocVMYXZgUAI.png)
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Exact opposite. 
My brain is CONstantly churning out ideas for new ones. 
Uh…….. I <3 REFRIED BEANBAG CHAIRS!!! 