My friend, Epl317 , or Eli, was helping. He and his former sensei, Tadito Quantum Hedgehog, were animé fans and a meme force to be reckoned with. They weren’t exactly the mods favorite citizens for their edgy use of animé references. That was before though. Before Tad disappeared. No one knows what happened to him. One day he was there, the next…POOF! Gone, just like that. No messages, no clues, no crime scene. Or that’s what the mods say. The mod detectives assigned to the case wouldn’t reveal anything about his disappearance or let anyone in his apartment. Anyways, that’s the past. Currently, considering certain objectives for our project, I was surprised Eli agreed to help me but I was glad he did. I was in the bedroom of my apartment, gathering up the necessary equipment. I slung the bag of, ahem, tools over my shoulder and walked toward the door. I glanced in the mirror as I past it, both frowning and smirking at the reflection staring back at me. My dark brown hair was in a thick braid over my shoulder, with uneven bangs framing my greenish-gold eyes and pale face. I was wearing a dark red shirt with a Wings of Fire emblem on the front, dark, dark denim jeans and a black zip-up hoodie. Anyways, I tucked my phone into my pocket and rushed out of my room to the front door. I took the elevator down to the lobby and casually walked out the apartment’s doors. Bright, golden sunlight greeted me as I stepped outside, making my eyes water. I blinked blink several times, wishing it were night, and looked around. There were people--Eternal City citizens--everywhere, talking and walking on the sidewalks, which buzzed with activity, hover-cars and hover-bikes whizzing past on both sides.
I'm loving this so far!
I feel like this might accurately recount what happened to me and why I disappeared
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This is amazing so far! I love your interpretation of the LMBE and the relationship between the users and the mods, and the anime events of Tad and Eli work so well! I look forward to reading, and of course, moderating the rest of this story.
Thank you!! I'm really glad, I wasn't sure originally what everyone would think about the way I'm portraying the LMBEs and stuff. Awesome, I'm glad you like it. ^.^
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.
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~
Looks like an awesome story so far! I’m honored to have been tagged. Now...I don’t believe...*looks through all the replies*...yup...nobody’s done it yet, so I shall now claim the first MOAR!!!
My friend, Epl317 , or Eli, was helping. He and his former sensei, Tadito Quantum Hedgehog, were animé fans and a meme force to be reckoned with. They weren’t exactly the mods favorite citizens for their edgy use of animé references. That was before though. Before Tad disappeared. No one knows what happened to him. One day he was there, the next…POOF! Gone, just like that. No messages, no clues, no crime scene. Or that’s what the mods say. The mod detectives assigned to the case wouldn’t reveal anything about his disappearance or let anyone in his apartment. Anyways, that’s the past. Currently, considering certain objectives for our project, I was surprised Eli agreed to help me but I was glad he did. I was in the bedroom of my apartment, gathering up the necessary equipment. I slung the bag of, ahem, tools over my shoulder and walked toward the door. I glanced in the mirror as I past it, both frowning and smirking at the reflection staring back at me. My dark brown hair was in a thick braid over my shoulder, with uneven bangs framing my greenish-gold eyes and pale face. I was wearing a dark red shirt with a Wings of Fire emblem on the front, dark, dark denim jeans and a black zip-up hoodie. Anyways, I tucked my phone into my pocket and rushed out of my room to the front door. I took the elevator down to the lobby and casually walked out the apartment’s doors. Bright, golden sunlight greeted me as I stepped outside, making my eyes water. I blinked blink several times, wishing it were night, and looked around. There were people--Eternal City citizens--everywhere, talking and walking on the sidewalks, which buzzed with activity, hover-cars and hover-bikes whizzing past on both sides.
This is amazing so far! I love your interpretation of the LMBE and the relationship between the users and the mods, and the anime events of Tad and Eli work so well! I look forward to reading, and of course, moderating the rest of this story.
Thank you!! I'm really glad, I wasn't sure originally what everyone would think about the way I'm portraying the LMBEs and stuff. Awesome, I'm glad you like it. ^.^
Tall buildings rose up all around me, apartments like the one I lived in, stores, small shops, the occasional mall, as well as places like Finding Friendships, a club of sorts, for anyone, and the Writer’s Chat, a club for writers and so one. Building like the latter two filled much of the city, especially in the center of the city where I lived. From here, I could see the top of the Mod Tower, a great skyscraper that reached high above the rest of the buildings in the city, as though it were looking over the others. The whole city was bright and cheery and full of neon signs and whatnot, reminding me of futuristic Ninjago City, but without the Japanese influence. This was home. I hurried around to the back of the apartment, to its parking lot, and quickly found my hover-bike. In Eternal City, you had to be fifteen to get a hover-car. Naturally, I was still too young, at fourteen. I’m always the youngest. Always. The bike was sleek and shaped similarly to a racing bike but in place of the tires, there were two anti-grav power cells which kept the bike a good few inches above ground when it was turned on. It had been painted white and blue when I bought it but I’d given it a black makeover and added flame details on the sides. The bike began to hum as I hopped on and started it up. I typed in the coordinates on the holo-screen and the bike shifted smoothly into motion. Adjusting the bike to the speed-limit, I held on and enjoyed the ride. After about twenty minutes, I was parked into front of Eli’s house in the Ninjago district, halfway across the city, and I hopped off. I walked up to the door and knocked, two sharp sounds. The door opened, revealing Eli. He looked a lot like Porter Robinson, with very dark hair and pale skin. The fact that he looked like one of his favorite song artists was uncanny. Appearance aside, he and I were old friends, one might say, having both come to Eternal City as refugees after our home, the Old Galleries, was attacked and destroyed by the Dark Mods.
Tall buildings rose up all around me, apartments like the one I lived in, stores, small shops, the occasional mall, as well as places like Finding Friendships, a club of sorts, for anyone, and the Writer’s Chat, a club for writers and so one. Building like the latter two filled much of the city, especially in the center of the city where I lived. From here, I could see the top of the Mod Tower, a great skyscraper that reached high above the rest of the buildings in the city, as though it were looking over the others. The whole city was bright and cheery and full of neon signs and whatnot, reminding me of futuristic Ninjago City, but without the Japanese influence. This was home. I hurried around to the back of the apartment, to its parking lot, and quickly found my hover-bike. In Eternal City, you had to be fifteen to get a hover-car. Naturally, I was still too young, at fourteen. I’m always the youngest. Always. The bike was sleek and shaped similarly to a racing bike but in place of the tires, there were two anti-grav power cells which kept the bike a good few inches above ground when it was turned on. It had been painted white and blue when I bought it but I’d given it a black makeover and added flame details on the sides. The bike began to hum as I hopped on and started it up. I typed in the coordinates on the holo-screen and the bike shifted smoothly into motion. Adjusting the bike to the speed-limit, I held on and enjoyed the ride. After about twenty minutes, I was parked into front of Eli’s house in the Ninjago district, halfway across the city, and I hopped off. I walked up to the door and knocked, two sharp sounds. The door opened, revealing Eli. He looked a lot like Porter Robinson, with very dark hair and pale skin. The fact that he looked like one of his favorite song artists was uncanny. Appearance aside, he and I were old friends, one might say, having both come to Eternal City as refugees after our home, the Old Galleries, was attacked and destroyed by the Dark Mods.
Legit now I'm going to think of Eli as Porter Robinson
Tall buildings rose up all around me, apartments like the one I lived in, stores, small shops, the occasional mall, as well as places like Finding Friendships, a club of sorts, for anyone, and the Writer’s Chat, a club for writers and so one. Building like the latter two filled much of the city, especially in the center of the city where I lived. From here, I could see the top of the Mod Tower, a great skyscraper that reached high above the rest of the buildings in the city, as though it were looking over the others. The whole city was bright and cheery and full of neon signs and whatnot, reminding me of futuristic Ninjago City, but without the Japanese influence. This was home. I hurried around to the back of the apartment, to its parking lot, and quickly found my hover-bike. In Eternal City, you had to be fifteen to get a hover-car. Naturally, I was still too young, at fourteen. I’m always the youngest. Always. The bike was sleek and shaped similarly to a racing bike but in place of the tires, there were two anti-grav power cells which kept the bike a good few inches above ground when it was turned on. It had been painted white and blue when I bought it but I’d given it a black makeover and added flame details on the sides. The bike began to hum as I hopped on and started it up. I typed in the coordinates on the holo-screen and the bike shifted smoothly into motion. Adjusting the bike to the speed-limit, I held on and enjoyed the ride. After about twenty minutes, I was parked into front of Eli’s house in the Ninjago district, halfway across the city, and I hopped off. I walked up to the door and knocked, two sharp sounds. The door opened, revealing Eli. He looked a lot like Porter Robinson, with very dark hair and pale skin. The fact that he looked like one of his favorite song artists was uncanny. Appearance aside, he and I were old friends, one might say, having both come to Eternal City as refugees after our home, the Old Galleries, was attacked and destroyed by the Dark Mods.
Legit now I'm going to think of Eli as Porter Robinson
If you do read this weird, crazy adventure, I really hope you enjoy it. 
Awesome, I'm glad you like it. ^.^
