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  1. Or I this case, dirt. Why is it always dirt? I just imagined Rarity jumping on top of a moving train, with her falling into a coal car. But seriously, that is pretty cool. Just a suggestion on if you want to make a new or remake this in actual leather. It would look better visually if you could have made the cracker, end-bit thing either the same color as the grip, or make it the color of Rare's cutie mark or mane.
  2. "Great, just great. We got a bleeding guy that needs some serious medical help and the shortcut's blocked off. Fun." Allan looks at Grace, "Thanks for giving me a hand here." After a few steps, Allan looks to the rest of the group. "I have a few questions that y'all might be able to answer." He holds his free hand out as his keyblade flashes into existence. "The first is, what is this weapon? Don't really know what this thing is, where it came from or anything! And why do some of you guys have weapons that appear out of nowhere like mine does? Do all weapons come from nowhere in this place? Or do you have a magic power to pull weapons out of your ass whenever you want? For all I know, one of y'all with magic could have a spell like that. And my second question is," Allan points back towards the plaza with his keyboard. "What, the heck, were those things? I haven't seen that many since my world got taken. Why were there that many?! I mean, there were a ton of them! Golly day those suckers can pack a punch. - hang on. Do any of you know who that wierd ninja chick was?"
  3. I just got the game! The nook finally updated to allow the Google Play store, so I can finally olay the game! My user is PINOAKPIN. I can't wait to start playing with other players!
  4. "I'll be fine in a minute," Allan says, panting. "I just need a quick breather." The tired man leans against the wall. After a minute, his deep breaths become lighter and more normal. Allan pushes himself off the wall, and starts walking over towards Sam. "Hey dude, I don't think I ever caught your name," he points at Akari, "I don't think I caught your name," Allan finally points at Marcon, "And I sure as heck didn't catch your name. However, we can finish introductions later." He jerks his thumb over his shoulder in the direction that the mysterious woman jumped off to. "I think we should go and find the magical Zippo lighter first. We can learn more about the monster situation. " He scratches the back of his head. "My problem is that I don't really know where district three is," Allan directs his attention back to Sam, "And you know a way there. Would you mind leading us the-" With the adreniline rush gone, a lance of pain shoots up bad leg as he falls comically. "There goes my leg." Looking up towards the group with a sheepish grin on his face. "So.... heh heh, um... Any of you guys know some make-my-leg-stop-hurting magic? Or a spell of Leg-o Fix-o or something?"
  5. When I was younger, in the days where Spongebob was the king of cartoons, I followed the magic conch. I hailed and obeyed the magic conch. But no longer. I shall ignore it's demands. Hail the Princesses! Hail The Ponies! But in all seriousness, even though this guy is trolling, there are probably a few people out there who do worship he show like gods. There are people out there who do crazier.
  6. "Wait up!" Allan shouts as Grace an Alex fly by him. "I'm sure as heck won't be the last one there." Allan says to himself as he takes off after them, only to lose them as he spots a set of stairs leading upwards. A short cut! After a few wrong turns and many stairs later, Allan finally ends up on a ledge overlooking the battlefield. "Oh dear god..." He sweeps his eyes over the chaos that makes up the plaza. He notices Grace slashing down the shadows, a man lighting up the chaos, and Alex unleashing fireballs amongst the horde. "So we have Xena, a night light, and a Zippo lighter in the shape of a wizard. " He looks down over ledge, and sees an influx of the bug creatures heading towards Grace's backside. "Crap. " Allan then shouts, "Grace! Behind you!" The din of the battle drowns his shout. "GRACE!" But his voice still didn't carry to her ears. "Oh come on. That's it." Allan cups his hands around his slightly glowing mouth, making a cone, and screams: "HEEEEEEEEEEYYYYY YOOOOUUUUU GUUUUU-UUUUUYYYSSS!!!" The group of creatures about to attack Grace , as well as several other clusters of monsters turn their insectile heads towards the man on the 10 foot ledge. "Awwwww crap." The shadows instantly charge in his direction, pulling away from Grace and the others. Seconds later, the first of the shadows reach the wall. Allan cracks his neck. "Wasn't expecting to get that many,. Oh well, here goes nothing." The teacher-turned-fighter jumps off the ledge, keyblade flashing into existence. " No more children shall fall to your claws!" He lands on a shadow, crushing it into whisps of darkness. He stands back up with a spike of pain shooting up his leg. "Stupid leg." Allan says through clenched teeth. He swings his blade wildly, cutting down the shadows, and maiming those who survived the attack. After his fifth swing, the shadows stop their rush to get him, forming a semi circle around the keyblade wielder. "Come oooon. Afraid you can't take a cripple?" He taunts as more shadows join the half circle. "What's that matter? You ain't afraid to take the lives of hundreds of innocents, but you're scared to take on one dude? Come on! BRING IT ON HAMMER!"
  7. "Wait, you guys lost your homes too?" Allan stops and stares at the group of people in front of him with a shocked look on his face. "Wow. I honestly wasn't expecting that. I thought that y'all were locals. Huh. " The man takes a breath and looks at the wrecked ally way. "Sorry about losing my cool like that. Before the darkness took my home, I was was a college student interning at a local daycare. When people were turning into those things, a massive white circle appeared around the school and basically took all but one kid away. The one remaining kid got pulled into a dark hole. I've been trying find out where they went." Allan looks up to the sky. "I know that those kids are safe, but I don't have any idea as to where they went. And when I saw that kid, a voice in my head told me to protect him. Which I CLEARLY failed at." Sighing and bringing his attention back to the group, "But the past is behind us, so we gotta keep moving." Now looking at Alex and extends a hand. "The name's Allan Johnson. Nice to meet you Alex." Looking over his shoulder, "That fire trick was pret-" A primal scream cuts him off while a massive light shines flares off in the distance. "Uhhh..... let's finish introductions later becauuuuuse we should probably find out what's up."
  8. I need some suggestions for a fanfic that I'm going to start writing. My fic is essentially about my OC, Pinoak Stringhoof (OC link in my signature), and having him travel across Equestria telling ponified versions of our folk lore. I already have one story ponified and I'm considering ponifying Chaucer's "A Pardoner's Tale", and maybe even "Lanval". I'm really looking for stories from all across the world, from the Brothers Grimm, to Native American, Chinese, Japanese, Indian, American, etc. It could even be urban legends and what not. I'm just looking for some ideas. Other notes that I have planned for this fic: I plan on having Pinoak perform in Ponyville with the CMC, Mane 6, etc. watching, and I'm thinking on having him do a performance with Trixie for helping with special effects. So, what do you guys think?
  9. Holy crap, I thought I thanked you and I just realized that I didn't. Sorry man, had I noticed sooner I would have thanked sooner. Now to the actual thanking! Pinoak looks really good. , I like the mane the puppets (Especially the dragon) look really cool, and the earring is a very nice touch. That I like. So props, kudos, and thanks to you man! Keep up the good work.
  10. @@Hypn0ticD, Basically, you can highlight a little portion of one of their posts, keep your mouse near the highlighted section, then a bubble will come up saying "Quote, Mention, X." If you want to mention the person, just click the 'Mention' button. If you want to quote a certain section of the post, highlight what you want to quote, then hit the quote button. And finally, the X button just closes the bubble. I hope that helps!
  11. He he.... If his talent was web design, you could name him Richter Click. If he pushes people's buttons, you could call him (Puts on sunglasses) Thin Line. I honestly have no clue for a good name. I typically make my OC names to be puns. Like my detective, Phil Noir. Or my puppeteer, Pinoak Stringhoof. You should definitely try some punny names out.
  12. I've gotta agree with the Gamecube controller as my favorite controller. My other favorites after GC are the 3DS, the classic PC keyboard and mouse, followed last with the PS2. And for the worst controller of all time has to be the powerglove. At least the GC mic will work from time to time. The most annoying controller for me is the at-home DDR pad. Those things NEVER work for me.
  13. "He has to be safe, he has to." Allan starts limping around the alleyway; flipping over boxes, opening trash cans only to kick them over when they don't have a kid in them. "I can't lose another one. Not again, not again..." He continues his frantic search, which only boils down to him throwing things against the wall. A few minutes and a trashed alleyway later, he slams his back on the wall, and slides down to the ground, staring off into space. "I lost another one. I can't believe it. I lost another one." The distressed man puts his face in his hands. "I lost my students that I was supposed to be watching over. They're gone. I lost the boy I was trying to save to the dark hole. He's gone." Tears start to form at the corner of his eyes. "And now I lost that kid to the shadow. He's gone. For all I know, everything I know is gone." He sits there for a few minutes in silence before wiping away the tears and starts standing back up. "But, I gotta find those kids and protect them. If there are any more kids, I gotta protect them too. And I can't do shit sitting here." Allan starts hobbling over to the group of people helping him out. "Thanks for the help you guys. It didn't save the kid, but we got that beast." Now looking at Grace, "You say it's to late to save kid. What's going to happen to him? I have no clue as to what these monsters are, and you look like you have more info than I do. So what's the story?"
  14. Wow, that's a tough choice. I'm going to go with these: 1. Wall-E. I loved the visuals, I loved the story, and I loved how they brought so much life to these simple robots. 2. Coraline. Once again, I loved the visuals and the story. 3. Life of Brian. That is a brilliant movie with great social commentary and comedy. I highly recommend it to anyone that's in their later teens.
  15. I think it would be cool to do something with my avatar. All it is is a spruced up default avatar. I'm going to be keeping this one for a while, I don't have a full body drawing of my OC, and I think that it would be a fun to add to the pic.
  16. Great pic! However, instead of crashing and burning butt hurts, I feel that one of the worst butthurts is when you are sitting down for a while, and when you get up, your tail bone just starts aching and hurting. It happens to me quite often when I get off the bus in the mornings.
  17. There were two incidents. The first one was on accident, where I accidentally slammed a door in a girls face. I was coming out of our school's basement, and at the top of the basement stairs,were two, windowless doors. So I opened one really fast and accidently hit a girl in the face. I felt bad, and she wasn't expecting it at all. However, she was alright and we're good friends now. In fact, that's how we actually met. The second time was on April Fools day. My dad's car is one that you have to lock manually, so I told him that I locked the only pair of keys in the car. That pissed him off and freaked him out because it was right before he had to go to work. However, the car was unlocked, and my dad got revenge on me later that day.
  18. Ok, I've gotta say, that is really creepy, and I love it. I think it's a cool pic. One thing that I recommend you do (And is something you might have already planned to do), is to work on the blood splatters. Right now, the blood on the wings are just meh, and could be better. They don't look like realistic blurry blood stains. And the blood under the eyes are an interesting splatter, but if you are going more realistic, then you should probably make them less like lines and more like a real splatter. Maybe you can splatter some paint onto a canvas or something and base the blood splatter off of it. But overall, it's a great piece. It's creepy, the gas mask is a great touch, the pony body is great, and I like it. I can't wait to see how it ends up.
  19. I think it's a pretty good idea having a normal OC. Usually, when people create normal OC's, like what you are doing, when they use them in RP's and stuff, they end up fitting into the world better than some of the crazier ones. You should totally develop her further and see where she ends up. And that sandwich making cutie mark idea is hilarious. My first thoughts when you said that were of Arthur Dent in the 5th book of the HGTTG trilogy.
  20. Displaying my puppets tomorrow... It's going to be awesome!

  21. "Don't worry about me," Allan smirks at her concerned look. "I'll walk it off and catch up. Now go after that thing and save that child!" Allan continues to limp in the direction of the soldier. Seconds later, he hears the child scream again. "THAT'S HIM!!! Over there" Allan points at the black monster as it makes a sharp left into an alley. As Allan continues to hobble towards the scream, when one of the people he stumbled past sprints past him in the direction of the kid. Come on come on come on! The student teacher's blade starts giving off a faint green glow as his leg starts to glow the same color. With a new burst of energy, Allan sprints off, glowing leg and all, past the running man. He makes the same turn as the shadow, only to find an empty alleyway. "What the?" Allan knocks over trashcans and pushes away crates, searching madly for the boy and it's captor. "Where'd he go? Where did he go?!" As he makes his way to the other end of the alley, he feels a slight pain in his leg. Moments later, as he starts to head back in the direction of the stairs, when his hurt leg starts aching and stops glowing. "Great, just great." He blinks and finds a pair of sickly, yellow eyes staring right into his. Allan, stares back, "You sir, are going to DIE!" Allan swings down on the soldier, only to have it dodge at the last second. "Where is the child?!" The only response he receives is a claw coming at his face. Allan pulls his blade up for a parry. "I said, Where. Is. The. Child?"
  22. Thank you for your time Ma'am. If you do find these children, please let me know." Allan stands in front of an opened doorway, with a older woman standing inside it's frame. "Oh I will deary, I will. " The older woman starts to turn away, but then quickly adds, "Uhh, what was your name again?" "It's Allan Johnson. And thanks again." The old woman shuts the door as Allan starts to walk towards the hotel. Dang. Allan thrusts his hands into his hoodie pocket and starts kicking a can. Still no luck. It's been almost a week and I still don't know where my kids went. Where did that voice take them? It sure as heck never told me. I wish it would have, or at least a clue. BALLS! It just pisses me off to no end that I don't know where they are. As far as I know, they are scared, parent less, confused, and... and... BUCK! Allan continues to make his way to the hotel, brooding in silence, when a voice interrupts his thoughts. *Shield of the Youth. Protect.* Allan abruptly stops walking and takes a defensive stance, keyblade flashing into his hands, "What the he-" A desperate cry of a young child bellows out of the alleyway on Allan's left. "MOMMYY! That sounded like the kid that went into the black hole thing. Allan charges down the alleyway, to find an armored shadow creature looming over a small, familiar, child. Is that? The monster looks at Allan, punches the kid in the gut, and promptly throws the boy over it's shoulder, then takes off in the direction opposite of the keyblade wielder before he could get a better look at him. Allan immediately takes off after it, screaming, "You will not harm that child!" The two start running through the city streets, both shoving people aside, the soldier running through for his life, and Allan running for the child's. After a few minutes of running through the city, takes a sharp right and barrels down some steps and between a group of people, and then takes another right. A man bellows from around the corner, "COME BACK HERE YOU SHADOWY SACK OF SHI-oof!!", and slams into a wall at the top of the stairway. He quickly recovers and starts jumping down the stairs, only to trip about halfway down. He bounces in between the same people and lands face first at the foot of the steps. "Gotta.. save...that kid..." Allan slowly and lifts himself off the ground, brandishes his long, yellow, A+ tipped, keyblade, and quickly limps in the direction the shadow went.
  23. "Of course there are bucking timberwolves!" Screams Phil as he's dashing through the woods. "Bucking hay!" Phil ducks as a timberwolf goes sailing over his head. The moment the wolf lands, he lashes out with his back legs, bashing the beast into a tree. "Looks like the bark is worse than the bite." Phil pulls a licorice stick out of his jacket and starts to chew on it. Aaaaaaaarrrrrrrrooooooooo! He looks back and sees a bundle of howling wood. "No, nooooo.. " Phil turns around and starts running towards the castle looming overhead. "Buckbuckbuckbuck...." Off in the distance, he hears a chorus of terrible howls, followed by what sounded like the dispersing of a group. As Phil runs, the sound of rolling logs follows him. Looking to his left, he spots three new timberwolves, on the opposite side there are two, and behind him is the one that he just bucked. "Buckbuckbuckbu-" The running pony spots a proper pathway heading towards the castle. With a burst of speed, he dashes onto the path. The moment his hoof touches the path, the wolves immidiatley stop and look at the castle in fear. They look back at Phil, then once more at the castle before running in the direction they came from. Phil turns his head away from the fleeing monsters as he looks in the castle's direction. "They're running from here? That's not a good sign." He says as he walks down the path. After a few more of traveled, he comes across a clearing lead up to a set of opened double doors He glances inside and shouts, "Is there anypony hear?" (OOC: Sorry for taking a while to post. I've just been slammed with schoolwork.)
  24. Let's see here, my favorite obscure games are Knytt Stories,I Wanna Be The Guy, and Velociraptor Safari. I would say Cave Story, however, it's become more and more mainstream as they kept releasing remakes of it.
  25. "Where the buck am I?" A dark grey stallion looks at the dark woods surrounding him. "This will be a stress free hike they said, you should take a break from your job they said. *Sighs* Well, might as well keep walking." As he starts to walk, a strong gust of wind hits knocks his hat off. "Great." As Phil leans over to pick his fedora off the ground, he feels a few drops of water hitting the back of his neck. "Oh come on," He puts the hat on, "Can you give me a break he-" A flash of lightning cuts him off., and the rain starts to fall a little heavier. "I should probably sta-" Another flash of lightning reveals an old castle, high up on the hill. "How did I miss that earlier?" Another lighting bolt strikes down, "Looks like I know where I'm spending the night." As the rain gets heavier, Phil pulls a red licorice stick out of his jacket, sticks it into his mouth, and starts to run up towards the castle.
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