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  1. Standard User

    And Now I'm Back!

    By Standard User,

    I've only just come back from the Nationals race, so bear with me if this post seems choppy and/or short.
     
    First off:
     
     
     
    Second off:
     
     
     
    Third and most pertaining to you guys and gals:
     
     
     
    So yeah, that was my day. I'm gonna go pass out for a couple days.
  2. Standard User

    Before I Go

    By Standard User,

    Right now in Albuquerque it is 8:05 AM. My race is in just a few hours.
     
    Holyshitholyshitholyshitholyshit
     
    I literally got two bites of breakfast down before I thought it would all come back up. My stomach feels like it is doing backflips and somersaults and all kinds of weird circus tricks. The weird thing is: I shouldn't even be nervous. I know I'm not in the running for top 10, top 25, or even top 50. I've told myself that, unlike the gun-ho "I need to win this to get a scholarship" athletes out here, I'm just doing this for fun. And yet I still feel like I'm gonna puke any moment. So what do I do to calm my nerves?
     
    I come to the forums. Yeah, you guys.
     
    I've only been here a couple short weeks, but I already feel right at home. You guys are really awesome, and always make any crappy day of mine instantly better. So here I am, making a silly blog post before I go and elbow people in the face run a nice, clean, non-contact race.
     
    In short, you guys are badass. /)
     
    - Kolth
  3. Standard User
    CANNONBAAAAAAALL!


     
    ...no, but seriously. Big stuff just happened. Remember back in October when I said this?
     
     
    Well, I kept my promise. A month and a half later, I UPDATED. I would throw a party, but I spent all my time and energy finishing this chapter.
     
    For those who think that this story is no longer worth reading, the first two chapters were boring, or whatever, I offer this piece of commentary my wonderful editor Shield Generator gave me about the last two lines of the chapter:
     
     
    Eh? Eh? Kinda makes you want to read it, doesn't it? Please?...I'll give you money?
     
    ...*cough* Here's the link. Enjoy - hopefully the wait has been worth it.
     
    - Kolth
  4. Standard User
    I'm tired and stuff, so this is gonna be fairly short.
     
    Remember my blog post a couple of weeks ago about Sitting Lyra? Well, I managed to get my first picture today. It...didn't look as well as I had hoped. But! I will continue carrying my little cut-out Lyra around town and finding spots to have her...uh...sit.
     
    So today was the check-in and packet pickup for Nationals. Right next to the check-in room was another conference room dedicated to USA Track and Field gear. While in line for the main attraction (custom made shirts, sweatshirts, etc), the girl in front of me kept giving me sidelong looks and smiling. Her dad would whisper something to her, then turn around and kind of smile at me. And I was all "dahell is going on?" I would actually run into her again later that night at dinner, but that is beside the point.
     
    After getting my custom sweatshirt, I went over to the USATF side of the room and started looking at awesome runner's swag. My mom saw a red, white, and blue jacket that was my size, and she implored me to try it on. I had my sweatshirt halfway off before I remembered which shirt I was wearing: my new aqua blue sitting Lyra shirt.
     
    Well then.
     
    So I spun around to face the wall, nearly elbowed some kid in the face, ripped off my sweatshirt, put on the jacket, spun back around, "Yay see it fits okay gimme my sweatshirt back", got my sweatshirt back on, and noticed that the girl previously checking me out was staring at me and my shirt the entire time.
     
    Oh well. I still love this shirt.
     
    - Kolth
     
    P.S. Sitting Lyra will probably NOT make it to the start line of Nationals, namely because there isn't a line. It's just a string of cones.
  5. Standard User
    You want to know what sucks? Waking up at 4:30 AM to make a flight that is at 9:20 in a town barely half an hour away. I'm a growing boy, I need my sleep.
     
    So now I'm sitting by the window in the airport, impatiently awaiting the plane that will take me to New Mexico and the National Junior Olympics race. (Plane just went overhead just as the intercom went on. Lol no one is understanding you, dude.) Got my short shorts, my RD tattoo (represent, yo), and comforted by the knowledge that I will NOT place well so I can just run a fun race. Maybe I'll get on tv. If I do I'll give Feld0 or someone a shoutou or whatever.
     
    ...on a side note, how do you SAY Feld0? Like Feld-Oh? I'm gonna assume that is right.
     
    I got patted down by the TSA guy after I went through their crappy metal detectors at PDX. He said I had metal in the right portion of my chest and my right hip. I didn't have anything. I think he just thought I was a good-looking guy, if you know what I mean. Wink wink wink.
     
    Mom says that wasn't nice. I beg to differ. I think HE was TOO nice. Wink.
     
    She just asked if that was the right form of "too" to use in that sentence.
     
    I'm bored.
     
    - Kolth
  6. Standard User
    Hey forums, I have a little favor to ask.
     
    So for my Psychology class, we were tasked with creating a short IQ test that we thought was a "fair" measure of a person's intelligence. I know that it would be very difficult to make a truly "fair" test all on my own; nevertheless, here I am.
     
    If you have a couple minutes to answer fifteen annoying questions, please, go right ahead. Here's how you can help a poor high school student get an A:
     
    1) Open the Doc and take the quiz. You don't need to post your answers; just keep track somewhere of what you answered.
    2) Open up the second doc (IQ Test answers) and score yourself. Please be honest; no one judges here. My mother only got four out of the fifteen (she is still arguing that she "wasn't trying")
    3) Post your gender, age, and score out of fifteen in a comment on this entry.
     
    And that's that. If you've read this far, you are awesome.
     
    - Kolth
  7. Standard User
    Seriously, I'll do anything for this bag. I'll give someone a papercut. I'll cross the street without looking both ways. Heck, I'll jaywalk! MAYBE even use a hacksaw to kill and dismember a guy. I dunno. Whatever it takes to acquire this bag for Christmas:

    That, folks, is a work of art. And I simply must have it otherwise I am POSITIVE I will die.
     
    ...in case you can't tell, this has been a slow week for me. In other news, I might get a girlfriend in the coming days. Go me.
     
    - Kolth
  8. Standard User
    No smug, narcissistic, or self-deprecating humor today, folks. Those of us celebrating Thanksgiving, go be with your friends and family! Make sure to tell them how much you care about them.
     
    And if you are in a non-Thanksgiving-celebrating country, go out and hug a stranger! Tell them they are important and awesome and you'll be their friend. It's a great feeling.
     
    Happy Thanksgiving, everyone. I'm thankful for the awesome people I've met here and all the support you've given me. Thank you.
     
    - Kolth
  9. Standard User
    So after finding the attached sitting Lyra cut-out on My Little Brony a couple weeks ago, my friend (hi NeonDinosGoMeow) suggested that I stick her in various spots while I'm in New Mexico, most notably the start line for my race. I figured, "Why stop there?" and need suggestions/ideas for other places to stick sitting Lyra. But that's not all.
     
    I know I have absolutely zero chance at doing any kind of good at Nationals; there are just too many faster guys. Thus, I want to have fun with it and have a good experience. So what else should I do while down in New Mexico?
     
    On a semi-side note, I'm gonna be sportin' a Rainbow Dash cutie mark tattoo (from the trading card packs, of course) on my shoulder or something. Represent the fandom, yo.
     
    I got three hours of sleep. It's time for me to hit the hay.
     
    - Kolth
  10. Standard User
    So if you remember from my earlier blog posts, today was the Regional meet for the Junior Olympics. I actually JUST got back to the hotel room; naturally, the first thing I wanted to do was log onto the Forums and make a post about the results.
     
    Yeah, no fancy storytelling or sarcasm from me this time, mainly because I'm super tired. All you need to know:
     
    I MADE IT TO NATIONALS.
     
    Yup, top 20 from Regionals make it and I just happened to place 20th. So I'll be training hard the next three weeks for Nationals in Albuquerque, New Mexico on December 10th. Expect me to fangirl some more come the week before I leave.
     
    I'm gonna go pass out now.
     
    - Kolth
  11. Standard User
    First day of high school swim team practice was today. You'd think that, after suffering through it for two seasons already, I would know that the first practice always sucks.
     
    Always sucks.
     
    Always.
     
    But the little Kolth in my head was saying "Nope, this'll be fun! Truuust me." I should have remembered that this was the same little Kolth whose brilliant Spring Break idea left me without pants in eastern Canada with a crate of rubber chickens, but he's a silver-tongued devil.
     
    Long story short (mainly because it hurts to type...or move...or exist), I am now in an immense amount of pain and I am too tired to do anything about it due to the pool being over 90 degrees Fahrenheit. No joke. They measured it.
     
    So that's my excuse for being unproductive and not writing anything tonight.
     
    Ow.
     
    - Kolth
  12. Standard User
    A writing blog is not enough. I must also rant about my daily life as well.
     
    So the cross-country season ended last Wednesday, but that doesn't mean running is over for ole' Kolth. No sirree. This Saturday is one of the biggest and most important races I've ever entered myself in: the Junior Olympics.
     
    Well, the state level. BUT STILL.
     
    Last year my Asian buddy (hi NeonDinosGoMeow) entered J.O, and he managed to make it through state and regionals and qualified for Nationals. This year my time, he said, is definitely fast enough to qualify for Nationals in Albuquerque, New Mexico. My time of 17:38 for a 5,000 meter race just proves that NO ONE DOES JUNIOR OLYMPICS ON THE WEST COAST.
     
    Anyway, that's my little freak-out for the evening. It'd be really awesome if you guys and gals would send a little luck my way for this race; it's really important to me.
     
    - Kolth
     
    P.S. Actual interesting material is on the way, I swear.
  13. Standard User
    Both of which are very, very good things.
     
    First up are the emails. Yeah, I got emails. As in plural. One was the ole' editor, asking how things were going concerning the writing (it is going just fine, by the way. *coughcough*). The other was a reader asking about the next update. That got me a little jittery.
     
    So I'm spending much of tonight pumping out a few more chapters, though you and I both know that if I finish more than half of one it will sound like horseapples. So just cross your fingers that something good will come out of tonight.
     
    Second up is my new pony merch. In total, I procured today:
     
    4 blindbags (containing Applejack, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, and Twilight Velvet)
    5 trading card packs (of which none had a winning promo code, though I did find a gold series Twilight Sparkle card)
    The Trixie Lunamoon toy (who doesn't love bad-girl Trixie? )
    The glow-in-the-dark collector's edition Zecora (she'll suffocate in her packaging, unfortunately.)
     
    So all-in-all, today has been and will be productive. I swear the next blog post will only happen when I actually HAVE an update for the story.
     
    - Kolth
  14. Standard User
    I found another questionnaire thing. Naturally, I want to fill it out.

    Have you ever:
    1. Skipped class? - Once. She was a friend who had just lost her older sister, so we went out to coffee.
    2. Done drugs? - Nope, and never will.
    3. Self harmed? - Emotionally I do! I sabotage my relationships, be they familial, platonic, or what-have-you.
    4. Drank? - Nope.
    5. Shoplifted? - Probably once or twice. Definitely once in recent memory.
    6. Gotten a tattoo? - Nah. The only tattoo I'll ever get is Olympic rings on my ankle, and that is if I ever go to the Olympics (I might make an exception if I ever go to the Games as a visitor...)
    7. Broken up with someone? - Yup.
    What's your favorite:
    8. Show? - I don't have a favorite show; rather, I have a select list of shows that I DO watch. Among them include Gravity Falls and MLP:FiM.
    9. Movie? - This changes very often.
    10. Song? - This changes as well.
    11. Subject? - Probably English, if only because I'm really good at it.
    12. Singer/Band? - I don't like bands, I like songs.
    13. Memory? - Everything! Everything I've ever done is a learning experience and I'm still alive, so everything has been good to me.
    14. Book? - Oh man. Ender's Game, Anthem, Fallout: Equestria...where do I begin?
    This or that:
    15. Invisibility or Ability to fly? - Normally I'd pick invisibility, but depending on my career I might go flight.
    16. Cookies or Cake? - Cookies
    17. Twitter or Facebook? - They're both terrible, but I like Twitter overall more (even though I use Facebook more)
    18. Movies or Books? - Books, although there is nothing wrong with movies.
    19. Coke or Sprite? Root Beer.
    20. Blind or Deaf? - Deaf. Music could be vibrations and I need to see to write.
    21. Tea or Coffee? - Water.
    What's your:
    22. Age? - 17
    23. Sign? - Pisces
    24. Height? - Just over 6'
    25. Sexual orientation? - Pansexual
    26. Shoe size? - 13
    27. Religion? - I'll tell people Christian but I'm really agnostic. There are more important things to concern ourselves with.
    28. Longest relationship? Hmm...eight months? Granted, I'm a terrible romantic, I sabotage my relationships unknowingly, and I hate relationships in general, so that is actually really good for me.
    Opinion on:
    29. Gay rights? - I don't have an opinion on "rights", but while we're on the subject: I'm totally cool with homosexuals, bisexuals, heterosexuals, and everyone in between (like me! ) My problem comes from those who make their sexual orientation the foundation of their entire identity. Like, we had a kid in our school who was gay and DAMN you had to KNOW he was gay otherwise he got offended and he liked to dance ballet and WOW you better KNOW that he liked to dance ballet and he just kept cramming his sexuality down everyone's throats. That is just annoying.
    30. Second chances? - *shrug* There's a reason you need a second chance, right? Except in extenuating circumstances, of course.
    31. Long distance relationships? - That was my eight month relationship. Her and I still chat and are good friends. She's a smarty-pants.
    32. Abortion? - It is the family's choice
    33. The death penalty? - I'm more of a "torture the guy for fifty years and make him lament his existence and crimes" than a "kill him and release him from suffering" sort of dude.
    34. Marijuana ? - There's a reason it is illegal. Keep it illegal. I'm okay with you being slightly abusive, arrogant, a party person, emotionally unstable, etc. You smoke pot or do any drugs and it is an instant deal breaker.
    35. Love? - Oh, the little biochemical reaction in our brains? No reason to NOT believe in it, right?
    Do you:
    36. Believe in ghost? - In a sense, sure.
    37. Shower facing the shower head or turned away from it? - Away from it. I've never understood how people face the shower head...weirdos.
    38. Sleep with the door opened or closed? - In my room, closed.
    39. Love someone? - Trying not to, and it is working out well for me.
    40. Still watch cartoons? - Why not? If I like the show I should be allowed to watch it.
    41. Have a boyfriend/girlfriend? - Nope. But I broke down and picked out a waifu, so...yeah...
    42. Like yourself? - Yup! I'm my best friend.

  15. Standard User
    <<< Part 1 here <<<
     
    Regardless, Birch allows me to keep the Absol I kicked so much ass with earlier, even going so far as to prompt me for a nickname.
     

    Yup, , this one is for you.
     
    More phony compliments to try and earn my trust later, and I get this:
     

    NO. NO IT WOULD NOT.
     
    But he sticks me in an infinite loop until I agree, so I return to the Birch's house...and May isn't home. Wonderful.
     
    I'm going to have to chase her down, aren't I?
     

     
    I travel north without event until I reach Oldale Town. Thankfully, the presence of a Pokemart and Pokemon Center mean that this town is less of a dive than Littleroot, although not by much.
     
    Heading out of town, I decide to test the Randomizer and Swickbro by running circles in the tall grass.
     

    How...how have you not lit this forest on fire?
     
    My first opponent turns out to by a Ponyta, a Pokemon not even present in the original, unedited Emerald. As I don't have any Pokeballs yet, I have no choice but to beat the horse into unconsciousness. The battle manages to level up Swickbro AGAIN. Now level 7, I feel confident enough to continue my search for May.
     

    Well, that wasn't hard.
     
    Turns out May didn't wander that far off after all. Convenient for me, right?
     

    ...flaming death-horses and bandana-wearing teenagers.
     
    Of course, May is ecstatic to see me -- man, if she has a crush on me, I'm gonna be SO ticked. But then she notices the Pokeball on my belt.
     

    "He just gave me a helmet for my birthday. "
     
    So of course she wants to battle. Joy of all- OH SWEET MOTHER OF LOLS
     

    Right, starters and all that stuff.
     
    Of course May would have one of the two starters I didn't choose. Granted, going up against a Slaking at one point would suck. But fighting a plant seed? Child's play. Two hits and Sunkern is down for the count...
     
    And Swickbro levels up AGAIN. Maybe this Randomizer won't be so challenging after all.
     

    Why, did you get a peek of the gunshow during that battle? *flexs*
     
    So apparently half of the Birch family wants to get in my Pokebelt, if you know what I mean. The battle causes me to look at May in a new light, however: perhaps she isn't so bad after all. I mean, she is obviously intelligent enough to make the choice between a sloth and a seed.
     
    Aaaand then she leaves without so much as a "goodbye." What a bitch. Mumbling obscenities under my breath, I follow her back to the Lab.
     
    What? Oh, she waited for me at the exit of Oldale Town! What a sweetheart-- oh, she's leaving without me again. Mixed signals, woman!
     
    Back at the lab...
     

    Wow, way to be supportive in front of your own child, jerk.
     
    The Professor decides to give me an extremely expensive piece of scientific equipment in the form of a Pokedex simply because I beat his daughter's immature plant with my harbinger of death and doom. Maybe I can play along with his "Come into my Lab for Rare Candies and a Poochyena" ploy if it means I get free stuff.
     
    And then May initiates my favorite part of any Pokemon game: giving me my first five Pokeballs.
     
    I always get shivers at this part. I don't know why: maybe it is the prospect that, with my starter and these five Pokeballs, I have the exact tools needed to make the ultimate team. And I know just who to add to my roster first.
     
    That's right: we're going to catch a flaming death-horse.
     

     
    Okay, I'll admit it: I have no idea what I'm doing. All I know is that Let's Plays are harder to set up than I originally though and I want a flaming death-horse.
     
    Comments and complaints and stuff are appreciated, as I want to be as entertaining as possible for you guys.
  16. Standard User
    Alright, my first post of my first Let's Play. Yikes. As the beginning of the Pokemon games aren't known for deep storytelling or gameplay, I kinda just went off and poked fun at the writing and characters. Enjoy.
     

     
    So I plod along through the exposition, listening to Professor Birch blabber about the magic of Pokemon and a world full of adventure and friendship. Geez, doesn't that sound familiar?
     
    So, with a few final words from Brich, I shrink down and disappear in a flash of white light. Because, y'know, everyone can do that.
     
    And so we begin.
     
    Woah, why the hell am I in a cramped minivan? Who moves their kid with the boxes? And where was the driver? Heck, why couldn't I ride in the cab? It is incredibly dangerous to have a child ride unrestrained in the darkened interior of a moving van. My mother obviously wants me dead.
     

    Nah, I regularly dodge falling boxes. It's old hat now.
     
    So my parent-whoe-totally-hates-me leads me inside where one Pokemon mover rushes the same box back and forth and the other...humps the television. Must be the Late Night Hour With Jynx. Without commenting on the indecency taking place in our new house, mom directs me upstairs to set my clock. As I climb the stairs, I have to wonder: if the downstairs is the kitchen/living room and upstairs is my room...where does mom sleep? Not even two minutes in our new home and I am seriously considering running away. Mom is clearly a psycho.
     
    What's the first thing you do in a new town? Send your child out alone to visit the townsfolk. Never mind going yourself, mom: just sit in the SAME SPOT FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE.
     

    She must be a zen master to never have to eat...or socialize...or use the bathroom.
     
    So I leave mom behind and explore around the town of Littleroot. Despite being a few screws loose, mom is right: the town is quaint and homely. Especially because there are only two houses and numerous people ambling about with no obvious destination or home. We moved into Homeless City. Joy.
     
    The neighbor's wife is nice enough: she lets complete strangers into her house and directs them upstairs to her daughter's room. Which reminds me: who the hell built this town? Two houses with one bedroom each. Someone needs to be fired from their job.
     

    I can be whoever you want me to be, baby. *wink*
     
    Yeah, the neighbor's daughter (who introduced herself as May) isn't exactly intelligent. The first thing she decides to yap about is her dreams of befriending Pokemon and blah-blah-blah...the only reason I didn't fall asleep right there was because she walked over to her computer. Typical teenager.
     
    Anyway, why befriend Pokemon when you could use them to destroy everything and everyone you see? THAT would be fun.
     
    But mom didn't send me over here to talk to the brain-dead daughter. No, I needed to meet a Prof. Birch. A quick check of the Lab (the only other building present, mind you, which probably housed the entire homeless population of the town in its back alley) yielded no Professor, so I decided to take the one path north out of town.
     
    And smack into Prof. Birch, currently being chased by what looked to be a furry doorstop.
     

    Help! Help! It is going to scuff my new boots!
     
    I decide to follow the Professor's advice and take out my frustration from mom and the moron next door by beating the crap out of the fluffball. I checked the bag, where I find three Pokeballs:
     

     
    Yeah, I'm already lazy enough by myself without having a Pokemon with "Slack" in the name.
     

     
    Sounds like something May would like.
     

     
    Wait. Disaster Pokemon?
     
    Yes.
     
    YES.
     
    YES!
     
    I hastily pick my new prize and begin my battle against the little pile of fuzz attacking the Profess-
     

     
    Wait what.
     
    I quickly checked over the Randomizer's ReadMe, where it states that overworld sprites probably won't match the actual Pokemon. Yikes. I feel like that will screw me up one day.
     
    Regardless, the Blissey proves to be no match for a few well-placed scratches from my new pal. As my opponent falls at my feet, my Absol grows by a full level and a half -- the perks of defeating a Blissey.
     
    The Profressor approaches me, praising my actions and inviting him back to his Lab.
     

    Where's Chris Hanson when you need 'em?
     
    My predator alert starts going off as I recall the Lab's interior: one shuffling assistant who looked to be feebler than myself and a whole lot of equipment that looked like probes. I tried to think of a good excuse ("My terrible mother wants me to finish moving our stuff because the Pokemon movers made a mess on the television", perhaps?) when the screen goes black.
     
    OH MY GOD HE DRUGGED ME.
     
    I wake up in the Lab, confused about how I got here. Of course, the Professor acts like nothing is amiss:
     

     
    So he drugged me, dragged me back here, then did some blood work on me without my consent? What the hell, old man?!
     
    >>> Onwards to Part 2 >>>
    (The Forums won't let me post more than 10 pictures per post...wish I had known that beforehand.)
  17. Standard User
    Just when I thought I couldn't find any more ways to waste my days...I discovered the Pokemon Emerald Randomizer.
     
    Developed by a fellow named Arty, this ROM editor randomizes every element of Pokemon Emerald. Wow, now that I have that typed, it seems silly to include (isn't it obvious by the title?) However, this editor literally randomizes EVERYTHING: Pokemon, abilities, items, even names! It includes a nice UI to modify the settings however you want, so you can decide how crazy the game gets. Find it here.
     
    Anyway, I decided to do a picture-based Let's Play of my playthrough. But first, two things: I have played Pokemon before, and I love the series (but I tend to grind for a while...I'm trying to get out of that habit, however). Second, I haven't played this editor before, so things might start off a little bumpy. Hopefully not, but still.
     
    Anyway, onwards to the Editor!
     

     
    Here's how the UI looks before loading a ROM:
     

     
    A lot of options, right? I read up on what each setting means, then jumped in.
     
    Might as well go truly random: I started off by setting all three starter Pokemon to random, but only basics so as not to be too OP in the beginning.
     
    I want to be realistic (as realistic as Pokemon can get), so I kept the abilities and types the same. However, wild Pokemon can now hold a variety of held items.
     
    To make sure I don't get screwed over with starters, I checked Ensure L:1 Attacks Do Damage. This ensures that Pokemon who normally don't spawn with a damage-dealing move at low-level (like Magikarp) have some type of damage-dealing attack to begin with.
     
    Area-Unique 1-1 Substitions is checked. This means that all the Pokemon in one area of one dungeon/Route are replaced by the same Pokemon of another type. For instance, all of the Zubats on level 1 of a cave are replaced with Treecko's, while all of the Zubats on level 2 of the cave are replaced with Torchic's. Global 1-1 Substitutions mean that all of one type of Pokemon in the world are replaced with one other type (all Zubats in all caves become Treecko's). Completely random means just that.
     
    I love all generations, so I checked Ensure All Pokemon Appear. This means the game will try to spawn all 493 Pokemon.
     
    I don't quite understand what Keep Evolutiion Forms Intact means, so I left it unchecked.
     
    Of the few times you get to trade Pokemon in-game, the trades are usually...well, lame. I checked Randomize Trade Pokemon, which means that both what is offered and what is wanted by the trader will be totally random.
     
    Under Palette Options, I checked Use Type-based Colors. This gives every Pokemon a new palette that is based around their type. Hopefully this'll entice me to use some new Pokemon I find.
     
    We're going hard mode: ALL Trainer Pokemon will be completely random, which means a double battle might have a Magikarp and a Groudon. Hopefully I don't encounter any crazy battles like that right off the bat...
     
    I checked Randomize Trainer Held Items and Use Items, which means just what it says. I also checked for my Rival to keep his/her first Pokemon, so I'll at least know ONE of their Pokemon.
     
    Finally, I checked to Redefine Trade Evolutions (Pokemon that normally need to be traded with a link cable now evolve by other means), Randomize Pickup Items (stuff picked up by the ability Pickup) and Randomize Field Items (the Pokeballs on the overworld now contain random items), and TMs Come in Stacks of 90 (I remember never using TMs, as I was always paranoid that I would waste the TM).
     

     
     
    Anyway, these are my settings. Let's get to the game!
  18. Standard User
    ...oh, hey, gotta wake up and make a...make a post...(so tired!)
     
    My high school does Spirit Week at the end of the year; on the last day of this week is the Spirit Games. There's a bunch of games and competitions and stuff between the freshmen, sophomores, juniors, and seniors to see who takes home the Spirit Goblet (there are multiple competitions throughout the year to decide who holds the Goblet for the next few months).
     
    By junior year, my class had STILL not won the Goblet. Not once. Mainly because we just don't give a damn.
     
    So anyway, this year was turning out different: our class kept accumulating points throughout the year, and be the Games we were actually doing not-too-terrible. This year the games included an "obstacle course", a tennis ball launch-then-catch, a tug-of-war, a dance off, and the chariot race.
     
    Holy balls.
     
    The chariot race.
     
    Imagine the most glorious thing you have ever seen. That is a pile of poo compared to the awesomeness of the chariot race. Normally each class gets eight runners and one person in the chariot; groups of two runners run 400 meters (one lap around the track) and hand off to the next group. Well, this year we were running short on time so we had to cut it down. This is what the juniors were told:
     
    Four runners total. Two run 200 meters, two run 200 meters, done.
     
    This is what actually happened:
     
    @NeonDinosGoMeow and I run 200 meters. We hand off to Mathis and Austin. Those two run 400 meters. Jonathan and I are forced to run another 200 meters.
     
    Dissecting the race, we ran well. This year they staggered the start so that everyone wasn't tripping over each other (NeonDinos and I caused a massive pile-up last year. Shit was hilarious.) Neon and I ended up with about a 50 meter lead by the time we handed off. We watched as Mathis and Austin ran around to the finish line...and kept running.
     
    Neon and my's face:
     
    While everyone else had EIGHT FREAKING RUNNERS, we had four. We knew this was gonna suck.
     
    By the time Neon and I got the chariot a second time with 200 left, the seniors had caught up big time. As we rounded the corner and coming into the straightaway towards the finish line in front of the stands where EVERYONE WAS FLIPPING A ROYAL BITCH OVER THE AWESOME RACE, Neon yells "Go out!" And so we cut off the seniors and got yelled at by all of the teachers.
     
    In the last stretch, we were in the center of the track and the seniors were on the outside. Our pole vault champion was right behind me; due to how the chariots are designed, their chariot was pushing the back of my knees. We crossed the line like that. The judges said that, because their chariot pushed my team ahead, we technically won.
     
    Final spirit points scores:
     
    Freshman: Who cares?
    Sophomores: Nobody does, that's who.
    Juniors: 5200
    Seniors: 5000
     
    Doesn't matter that I just about went into heat stroke. We finally won something!
     
    But I have my SAT test tomorrow morning, so I'm gonna go pass out now. See you lat- *passes out from sheer exhaustion*
     
    - A sleepy Kolth
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    The last time I sat down and wrote any considerable portion of OTSW (or anything, for that matter) was in March.
     
    Mother of Jeebus, it is almost June and I've done nothing.
     
    I tried writing the other night and it went terribly. Like, I could eat a bowl of alphabet soup and crap a better story segment then what I came up with the other night. It was...yikes. It is sitting on my desktop in it's own little Word document. I can't stand to open it or delete it. And God forbid I post it where other people can read it.
     
    Hmm. Let's see what I have coming up next for OTSW. Just a snippet, because I read ahead and what I have further on sucks. Actually, this part sucks too. All of it sucks. Trust me, the first draft of my writing is NEVER good.
     
    ^ See? Terrible. Not that I really care. I'll probably scrap this later. Oh well.
     
    I'm working with Hiddenpairer on our collaborative piece; we hope to soon send it in to EquestriaDaily. I think it is good enough to make it past their strict standards. Why don't you be the judge? Read it. You know you want to.
     
    I also have an idea or two for an MLP-themed story, but I would like to try working with a coauthor. If you're interested, PM me and we can talk it over.
     
    I'm tired.
     
    - Kolth
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    So in the writing tips thread, @ocalhoun posted a story called The Clothes Make the Mare. I volunteered to review it, of course, because I love reviewing stuff. It keeps me busy so I can't write myself.
     
    So ocalhoun posted the story to FiMFiction, and who would've thunk? It made the Feature Box less than a day after it was posted. I'm very proud of ocalhoun, and this is a boost to my ego self-esteem. Go read the story, it's good.
     
    As for my own story...now that finals are over, I have three days of nothing to do aside from write. Hopefully I finish up SOMEthing this weekend. But we all know that won't happen.
     
    - Kolth
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    Blaug Overhaul

    By Standard User,

    Why? Because I'm the Dungeon Master. I decided that I'm not only going to be writing OTSW -- I have an idea for a Gravity Falls/MLP crossover, and possibly will be apart of another fic. Therefore, this blog will now be about any and all writing adventures I am apart of, along with advertising other writer's stories that I find well-written.
     
     
    So Hiddenpairer, a fellow writer, is beginning a new long-term adventure fic. In this thread, he called for a co-author, editor, proofreader, and artist. And guess what I applied for?
     
    Yeah, co-author.
     
    So now I'm trying to prove myself worthy of co-writing this story alongside Hiddenpairer, and I have some tough competition. I REALLY really really hope I get picked. The idea he has seems like a real winner (I myself haven't seen anything like it, anyway) and I think it would be a lot of fun. Plus, it would keep me from freaking out over OTSW so much which, of course, I would still update.
     
    But more importantly, this would be my chance to get my name out as an actual fanfic writer in the community. Sure, OTSW could be considered a MLP fanfic (eventually ), but I'd really like to be one of those guys where people madly F5 the front page, waiting for the next chapter to be released. This could be the first step to achieving that lofty plateau.
     
    Anyway. Hopefully I make it in, and if not, I'm still going to offer my advice and support to Hiddenpairer. I'm going to get back to studying for finals.
     
    Oh, OTSW is making progress. After tomorrow I plan on sitting down and pounding out a couple thousand words.
     
    - Kolth
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    Murrp. Chapter 3 is up. Finally.
     
    This one went through a lot of editing, mainly to fix some confusion that resulted from my being unable to explain my thought processes. But regardless, the chapter is up, Act I has come to a close, and the fun shall begin.
     
    Wanna read it? Click here. Yo.
     
    - Kolth
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    Chapter 3!

    By Standard User,

    ...has been sent in to my good ole' editor. But take solace in the fact that there is only a few days to wait for all your questions to be compounded by more questions!
     
    Also, there is blood. THAT was a fun conclusion to write.
     
    Tell your friends, tell your wife, tell your dog - chapter 3 is almost here.
     
    - Kotlh
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    It's been however long since I officially adopted the term "brony" while describing myself, and I JUST remembered that the mall in town my mother frequents has a Hot Topic. So guess where I went today?
     
    The only rack of pony-gear the store had was right in the front window, so I was treated to the curious gaze of an elderly women sitting on a bench outside the store as I browsed. They had the ONE Doctor Whooves shirt I wanted, but of course, in every size but mine. So I ended up getting the Lyra Heartstrings "I BELIEVE" shirt because why because I need pony merch deal with it.
     
    So when I went up to the counter the nice lady bribed me into Hot Topic's buy-one-get-one-half-off deal they have going on right now. So I went back to grab a Minecraft creeper shirt, and I found two blindbags that I had never seen before. Buy-one-get-one-half-off, right? So now I'm the proud owner of a pony shirt, a Minecraft shirt, and two non-glittery ponies (one of which was Twilight Sparkle! YES.)
     
    Anyway, that was my day. I'm going to go study because I'll be missing all of my tests next week. T-minus one week to the race at Nationals!
     
    - Kolth
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    ...yeah...no update. Still. Please, everyone send me a PM and point out what a loser I am at updating.
     
    But regardless, I was Skyping with my editor (Shield Generator - what a guy!) and SOMEHOW he is still interested in the story. So I still have a reason to live continue writing, which makes me happy.
     
    On a side note: to anyone who has read the story, does it seem too informal and/or sarcastic at times?
     
    In summary: I am a bad, bad writer who needs to be slapped with a raw tuna.
     
    - Kolth
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