Wow, that's awesome, I hope it's going well. wha-AT? *hyperventilates* Thank you!! I just sat here for a few seconds looking at the keyboard trying make a smiley face that conveys my excitement, but nothing worked. Wait. . .that last sentence. . . is that a good thing or a bad thing?
I'm not very far in yet. Emotes and words fail us sometimes. Let's just say you're an interesting character.
Then I hope it goes well. Then what do we use?! Oh, well that sounds accurate.
Okay, I've got bad news...and then some more bad news.
Okay, my laptop broke again. And this time it's really bad. It won't boot up or anything. So I'm back in the CONputer lab, which means I CON't finish posting my deleted scenes.
And, to make things worse, time has been really crunched for me lately, and I'm applying for a job and about to start up intramural sports...so I may be putting my sequel on hold.
Oh, gosh, I hope everything works out. But don't stress out about it or anything not saying you would, just making sure you don't, I'm sure most of us we all know how to be patient.
2. ( That is ironic. I had a similar thing happen to me when I posted the proluge for Gravitation on the Ninjago gallery. It was ok on the original Ninjago stories sub forum, but it wasn't on the Ninjago gallery. ) That's awesome! I wish I could do that, but I don't like reading out loud.
2. (I was kind of like "what's the bricks guys" but honestly, it was pretty intense. I had a guy getting stabbed in the back by a needle and all. ) I've been told I'm pretty entertaining to watch/listen to while reading. I get pretty animated.
Okay, I've got bad news...and then some more bad news.
Okay, my laptop broke again. And this time it's really bad. It won't boot up or anything. So I'm back in the CONputer lab, which means I CON't finish posting my deleted scenes.
And, to make things worse, time has been really crunched for me lately, and I'm applying for a job and about to start up intramural sports...so I may be putting my sequel on hold.
Oof, hope you find a way to work that out or fix it.
That's alright, take all the time you need. Honestly I should be trying to be doing what you're doing as far as getting a job and stuff. MAYBE once I can drive I might, maybe... * doesn't want to *
This is personally one of my best MB stories so far. And yet, it was far from perfect. Like every other MB project of mine, it was thrown together hastily, and by the time I realized all my major flaws, it was far too late to change them.
So now comes the question...to rewrite this one, or make a sequel?
Sequel won out (I'm not really ready to CONpletely redo the story I just finished ), and work has started. I'll be starting a topic soon, and I will be taking character requests. If you were already mentioned in this last story (Sorry Sogel, Boomer and LegoAgentFigure), you'll be illegible to be added. Essa, I've got plans later for you, so similarly, you won't be in this one.
Thank you to all my readers, this was quite the journey. The 192 pages of this topic aren't all full of story parts, and that's the way I like it. Reader reactions fuel me on. You guys were all so supportive and enthuisiastic, even when I had already lost my initial drive.
The sequel will CONtinue off this version with few if any changes. It will only be loosely CONnected, though. So, uh, let me know if you'd like to be in the cast of the next.
Is it too late to ask? Kinda missed the entire month of December. Loved the ending, can’t wait to see more!
Edit: Just saw the post about putting it on hold. Don’t worry about it, take a break if you have to. We’ll be waiting for your return!
Okay, here's some moar of that non-canon moar I keep promising you guys. This is also where it got weird and CONpletely out of wack with the rest of the story.
Celeste was on the ground, nursing the side of her head, her light hair stained from the muck of the street, but also quite possibly blood. Her eyes were squeezed shut in pain as she quivered there.
A man stood over her, rifling through her purse. He had his back to me. A second guy was leaning on what looked to be a giant crowbar, staring down at Celeste with a wicked “just try me” grin, daring her to even think about crawling away.
My feet sped up as my brain processed the information. I was in a full-out sprint now, my leg momentarily forgotten.
I analyzed the weak points. I analyzed my moves.
The crowbar thug noticed me coming, and uttered a sort of warning squeak. I got his companion just as he was turning around, though. It was a full-on tackle, and he went down hard. I rolled straight off him, and flung a fist back and then hit him hard. He seemed dazed, but not unconscious, which was where I needed him.
I raised back my fist as if to strike again, but instead I quickly shifted and grabbed. My arms wrapped around the crowbar, which’s intended destination had been my head. A quick rule of fighting it to know just how long you have before the second guy will intervene. I quickly used it to pull myself up to a standing position, and with a quick tug I pulled the other guy off-balance, and then calmly swiped his legs out from under him. The crowbar slipped out of his hand, and I scooped it up and quickly knocked him out with it.
I heard the telltale click, and without looking whipped the crowbar around and flung it.
A gun went off as the crowbar struck the original thug’s weapon. It flew from his grasp. He stood there, uncertain, trying to figure out if this battle was worth fighting anymore.
I walked up to him, ducked a lousy swing, and knocked out a tooth.
He made a break for it.
I let him go. I had more pressing concerns at hand.
I grabbed the gun, and quickly slipped the clip out and stuffed it in my pocket. I dashed to Celeste. “What’d they do?” I eased her fingers off the side of her head and tried to examine the damage. No luck, her hair obscured most of it. I put her hand back. “Pressure.”
I scooped her up, and headed back for the ice cream parlor.
Okay, I've got bad news...and then some more bad news.
Okay, my laptop broke again. And this time it's really bad. It won't boot up or anything. So I'm back in the CONputer lab, which means I CON't finish posting my deleted scenes.
And, to make things worse, time has been really crunched for me lately, and I'm applying for a job and about to start up intramural sports...so I may be putting my sequel on hold.
Okay, I've got bad news...and then some more bad news.
Okay, my laptop broke again. And this time it's really bad. It won't boot up or anything. So I'm back in the CONputer lab, which means I CON't finish posting my deleted scenes.
And, to make things worse, time has been really crunched for me lately, and I'm applying for a job and about to start up intramural sports...so I may be putting my sequel on hold.
Oh, gosh, I hope everything works out. But don't stress out about it or anything not saying you would, just making sure you don't, I'm sure most of us we all know how to be patient.
If by works out, you mean I'm still on a college computer LMBEing in an art lab, then yeah, it's going swell.
Nah, LMBEing is going fine, but story writing just hasn't happened. I miss my laptop. 3:
2. (I was kind of like "what's the bricks guys" but honestly, it was pretty intense. I had a guy getting stabbed in the back by a needle and all. ) I've been told I'm pretty entertaining to watch/listen to while reading. I get pretty animated.
wha-AT? 
I had a similar thing happen to me when I posted the proluge for Gravitation on the Ninjago gallery. It was ok on the original Ninjago stories sub forum, but it wasn't on the Ninjago gallery. 
I wish I could do that, but I don't like reading out loud. 
I had a guy getting stabbed in the back by a needle and all. 
) Nice. 
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