“Eternal City PD and moderators! We are here for Neko Paintbrush! Put your hands in the air and don’t move!” “You didn’t wait for me!” “Villains are good at hiding in plain sight.” “Enough!” Rome shouted. “That’s enough! We are here to arrest Neko, not argue about who announces it! You two can discuss that later, in a shack in the middle of nowhere where we don’t need to hear it.” “Okay.” Con and Essa said together. “There she is!” Essa shouted. “Arrest her!” Con yelled. “That’s our job, you bozo!” “I know, I was just reminding myself that.” “Why do you need to remind yourself?” “Well, I forgot.” “So how were you able to remind yourself?” “Because I forgot.” “That doesn’t make sense.” “Now you’re catching on!” * I gave an exaggerated sighed and said in an exceedingly bored, mocking voice, “Oh dear, you’ve caught me, how sad.” I smirked at the four mods, “You wish!” …And then I promptly kicked Rome in the stomach then darted for the door.
THIS IS EXACTLY LIKE A CON AND ESSA CONVERSATION AND IT'S PERFECT XDD
“’Before’ what?” He asked and sipped his glass of water. “Well, I just thought that--” “You thought what?” He asked and sipped his glass of water. “Friends shouldn’t remain… displeased with each other, you know?” “’You know’ what?” He asked and sipped his glass of water. “I’m sorry’s all! I shouldn’t have gotten mad about an entirely reasonable assumption.” I apologised, hoping I sounded sincere, which I was, but I’ve been known for rarely sounding it. “Oh, that’s all?” He asked and sipped his glass of water. “I’m sorry too, assuming didn’t help.” “Good, everything’s fine then?” I asked and didn’t sip my glass of water since I didn’t have one. “Yep,” He shrugged and sipped his glass of water. “Would you mind telling me your reasons for stealing that sword, Soulbinder?” I bristled and replied, “No,” “How about this then, is your hand still glowing?” He asked and sipped his glass of water. “Yessss,” I growled, pulling the glove off my hand to show him. “and the rest of my arm, and I have no idea why!” “I want a magic blue arm,” He said a bit sarcastically and sipped his glass of water. “That’s creepy! It’s creepy!” I cried. “And it’s not magic!” “Yeah, but what if it is?” He asked and sipped his glass of water. “Magic, I mean.” “It’s not.” “How do you know?” He asked and sipped his glass of water. “I just do, OK!” I huffed. “I don’t believe in magic.” “Right. Why don’t you believe in magic?” He asked and sipped his glass of water. “Because magic is impossible and silly.” I said. “So says the girl with a magic blue arm.” He remarked and sipped his glass of water. “Stop sipping your glass of water!” I retorted. “Alright,” He nodded, and sipped his glass of water. I was about to reply, when I suddenly heard the voices of four mods. “Eli, get out of here, the mods are coming.” I hissed in a lower tone. “You are magic! I knew it!” He whisper-shouted.
Listen to Neko, son, you're going to need an emergency bathroom trip at this rate.
Thank you for making me laugh so hard I had to bury my face in my blankets so I wouldn't wake everyone else up. And yeah, I sort got a bit carried away with this story part. That or fictional Eli's just really, really thirty.
I haven't read them in a long time, just because once I caught up and had to wait for the next one to come out, I couldn't remember what happened last. The timeline got a little confusing after the Dawn of the Clans came out. But yes, I love Warriors!
*creepy-whispers from a corner of the room* y a a a s s s s s s s : D
“’Before’ what?” He asked and sipped his glass of water. “Well, I just thought that--” “You thought what?” He asked and sipped his glass of water. SNIP ~ “Stop sipping your glass of water!” I retorted. “Alright,” He nodded, and sipped his glass of water.
The exact thought flashing through my mind at this very moment. XDD
*snip* I sighed and landed, stuffing my hover board back into my backpack. I had tracked Eli’s hover board and the reading had taken me to a dingy-looking ‘restaurant’ thing of some sort. I felt like tavern was a better word for it. For one thing, it was called The Wilted Pizza. How charming, right? Whatever, I don’t care, I just needed to find Eli and get out of there. Our last encounter had ended on an unfriendly note.
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dO pIzZaS wIlT?? O.o
You know when it's a really hot day out and you're trying to eat a piece of pizza with one hand so you fold it into kind of a taco shape but then it keeps drooping down over your hand and you can't put it in your mouth? Like, maybe that's called wilting.. o .o
Hey, guys! So here's the surprise I've been working on for the last couple of months. An LMBE story! Now, please DO NOT FEEL OBLIGATED TO READ THIS, y'all DON'T have to if you don't want to. If you do read this weird, crazy adventure, I really hope you enjoy it. There are a couple things I'm going to clarify real quick. First of all, this story takes place in the realm/country/land of Elembia (L-M-B, plus 'a' ), specifically in the capital city, the Eternal City. Secondly, through the story, references are made to things like "The Dark Mods" and "Ancient Elembia", these refer to a force of evil moderators who shut down the galleries and Original LMBs, and the Official LEGO Message Boards respectively.
. . . for being awesome friends and making this writing endeavor possible! ^.^
Without further ado, a present to you. . .
~Legacies of Elembia~
WH- WHAT?? Wow... Heh, consider me surprised! Thank you so much for giving us such a big gift. :3 I mean.. a whole story?! All of which is absolutely FANTASTIC. Every sentence was a delight to read and often had me laughing! As of this post I've caught up with it, but uh.. sorry if I don't keep up. ('^ ^) Unfortunately I'm not much of a reader by genetics' decree. But anyway, I love how you portrayed everyone. I was excited when I read my part to see how you wrote me, and it's actually pretty accurate.
Oh.. (Ó,Ò) Th-thank you.. that really means a lot.. (óvò) You're an awesome friend and a wonderful person. (^v^)
“You’re right,” Henny4315 agreed, brow furrowed in thought. “Something like that cannot be in the hands of a civilian, especially not one capable of what he’s capable of.” “She.” Quark corrected. “Pardon?” Zach asked. “She. The person who broke in and knocked me out with a girl.” Quark explained, “I don’t know her, probably never even met her.” “Can you give us a description?” TopSecretSpyGuy asked, leaning forward. “I only saw her for a couple seconds, but I think she was wearing all black, or mostly black, from what I saw.” Quark told them, then paused, thinking. “She was younger, maybe thirteen or fourteen, and had a rather round, childlike face and a brown braid sticking out of her hood and green and yellow eyes and…” She shook her head. “I’m sorry I don’t remember anything thing else.” “That’s alright,” RomeNZ said kindly, “I doubt any of us would, with an encounter that brief.” “Yeah, I guess.” Quark replied, “As administrator, I feel personally responsible for this as I was unable to prevent it.” “It’s not your fault,” Essa Kryze shrugged, “That kid clearly knew what she was doing. I promise you this, though, we will bring her to justice.” She slammed a fist down on the table for emphasis. “Oh!” Quark cried, “I just remembered, the girl had a cat on her shoulder!” Her brow furrowed in thought again, “I think it was gray and white, maybe?” Several gasped were heard from the mods as they realized the most likely possibility. Plenty of Eternal citizens had brown hair or dressed in black but there was one who always had a gray cat with her. “Neko Paintbrush, the artist and writer?” Rome said, shaking his head. “She wouldn’t do that! I don’t believe she would, why would she?” Before anyone could respond, the double doors to the meeting room were thrown open and a breathless mod detective burst in. He held a folder in one hand and a device of some sort in the other. “We’ve just found new evidence,” He exclaimed, “We know exactly who it was and we have proof!”
“Eternal City PD and moderators! We are here for Neko Paintbrush! Put your hands in the air and don’t move!” “You didn’t wait for me!” “Villains are good at hiding in plain sight.” “Enough!” Rome shouted. “That’s enough! We are here to arrest Neko, not argue about who announces it! You two can discuss that later, in a shack in the middle of nowhere where we don’t need to hear it.” “Okay.” Con and Essa said together. “There she is!” Essa shouted. “Arrest her!” Con yelled. “That’s our job, you bozo!” “I know, I was just reminding myself that.” “Why do you need to remind yourself?” “Well, I forgot.” “So how were you able to remind yourself?” “Because I forgot.” “That doesn’t make sense.” “Now you’re catching on!” “Really, guys? Again?” Rome rolled his eyes and walked past the bickering Con and Essa towards me. “Neko, you’re under arrest.” I lifted my chin, “Oh yeah? Under what charges?” “Theft and breaking and entering on federal property.” Rome told me. “We have evidence against you and a warrant for your arrest.” I gave an exaggerated sighed and said in an exceedingly bored, mocking voice, “Oh dear, you’ve caught me, how sad.” I smirked at the four mods, “You wish!” …And then I promptly kicked Rome in the stomach then darted for the door. Rome gasped, the breath knocked out of him. “After her!” he ordered after a moment. “Yes, sir!” Con nodded. “Right away!” Essa agreed. Zach nodded in reply and the three mods gave chase, not far behind me. I may have been a fast runner, but they were all taller than me and their longer strides gave them a bit of an advantage. Eventually, I’d have to fight them or give up, in either case, I’d be arrested. “Here come the moderators!” Con cried. “Of justice!” Essa added. “Yeah, and we moderate justice!” shouted Con. “Get back here and let us arrest you!” Essa yelled. “Just stop, you’re making us sound like the bad guys.” Zach said to them as the three followed me down the street. * * * RomeNZ , fictional Neko should be so ashamed of herself for kicking fictional you. Sorry.
No worries, I'm just thankful it wasn't any lower.
Listen to Neko, son, you're going to need an emergency bathroom trip at this rate.
Thank you for making me laugh so hard I had to bury my face in my blankets so I wouldn't wake everyone else up. And yeah, I sort got a bit carried away with this story part. That or fictional Eli's just really, really thirty.
XDD You're very welcome. Wow, I didn't know Eli was that old.
You know when it's a really hot day out and you're trying to eat a piece of pizza with one hand so you fold it into kind of a taco shape but then it keeps drooping down over your hand and you can't put it in your mouth? Like, maybe that's called wilting.. o .o
“Eternal City PD and moderators! We are here for Neko Paintbrush! Put your hands in the air and don’t move!” “You didn’t wait for me!” “Villains are good at hiding in plain sight.” “Enough!” Rome shouted. “That’s enough! We are here to arrest Neko, not argue about who announces it! You two can discuss that later, in a shack in the middle of nowhere where we don’t need to hear it.” “Okay.” Con and Essa said together. “There she is!” Essa shouted. “Arrest her!” Con yelled. “That’s our job, you bozo!” “I know, I was just reminding myself that.” “Why do you need to remind yourself?” “Well, I forgot.” “So how were you able to remind yourself?” “Because I forgot.” “That doesn’t make sense.” “Now you’re catching on!” “Really, guys? Again?” Rome rolled his eyes and walked past the bickering Con and Essa towards me. “Neko, you’re under arrest.” I lifted my chin, “Oh yeah? Under what charges?” “Theft and breaking and entering on federal property.” Rome told me. “We have evidence against you and a warrant for your arrest.” I gave an exaggerated sighed and said in an exceedingly bored, mocking voice, “Oh dear, you’ve caught me, how sad.” I smirked at the four mods, “You wish!” …And then I promptly kicked Rome in the stomach then darted for the door. Rome gasped, the breath knocked out of him. “After her!” he ordered after a moment. “Yes, sir!” Con nodded. “Right away!” Essa agreed. Zach nodded in reply and the three mods gave chase, not far behind me. I may have been a fast runner, but they were all taller than me and their longer strides gave them a bit of an advantage. Eventually, I’d have to fight them or give up, in either case, I’d be arrested. “Here come the moderators!” Con cried. “Of justice!” Essa added. “Yeah, and we moderate justice!” shouted Con. “Get back here and let us arrest you!” Essa yelled. “Just stop, you’re making us sound like the bad guys.” Zach said to them as the three followed me down the street. * * * RomeNZ , fictional Neko should be so ashamed of herself for kicking fictional you. Sorry.
No worries, I'm just thankful it wasn't any lower.
You know when it's a really hot day out and you're trying to eat a piece of pizza with one hand so you fold it into kind of a taco shape but then it keeps drooping down over your hand and you can't put it in your mouth? Like, maybe that's called wilting.. o .o
*thinks of plants wilting*
*thinks of pizzas wilting*
*confused screaming*
The weird thing is I can picture a slice of pizza on a plate just sitting out on a table, on the front porch of a house in the middle of a very serene clearing in the middle of a forest, and I can just imagine something like a time-lapse video of it just turning brown as it dries into what is almost like a triangular dead leaf, and that just makes sense to me. And then I have to bring a chair into the bathroom and just sit down, look at myself in a mirror, and tell myself, “[Socky], pizza doesn’t wilt.”
You know when it's a really hot day out and you're trying to eat a piece of pizza with one hand so you fold it into kind of a taco shape but then it keeps drooping down over your hand and you can't put it in your mouth? Like, maybe that's called wilting.. o .o
[..] “Are you saying I’m a villain?” “If the shoe fits…” “It doesn’t.” “What size shoes to you wear?” “Six and a half.” “I knew it! The shoe does fit you! It’s six and a half.” “How do you know?” “Because I made it.” “You made a villain shoe?” “What can I say, I have many talents.” [...]
Some of the best dialogue I've read in a while. XD
And yeah, I sort got a bit carried away with this story part. That or fictional Eli's just really, really thirty. 
You know when it's a really hot day out and you're trying to eat a piece of pizza with one hand so you fold it into kind of a taco shape but then it keeps drooping down over your hand and you can't put it in your mouth? Like, maybe that's called wilting.. o .o
If you do read this weird, crazy adventure, I really hope you enjoy it. 
Wow... Heh, consider me surprised! Thank you so much for giving us such a big gift. :3 I mean.. a whole story?! All of which is absolutely FANTASTIC. Every sentence was a delight to read and often had me laughing! As of this post I've caught up with it, but uh.. sorry if I don't keep up. ('^ ^) Unfortunately I'm not much of a reader by genetics' decree. But anyway, I love how you portrayed everyone. I was excited when I read my part to see how you wrote me, and it's actually pretty accurate. 
