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| From: Majin
Gohan | Posted: 1/23/2004 9:18:14 PM | Message
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Stillblade, that reminds me of that one episode
of Beyond Beliefe, where this person saw a figure with red eyes
walking down a hallway in their house(this is giving me goosebumps
as I am typing). I saw that episode when I was 12 or something, that
really freaked me out. And plus the story that was on Beyond Belief
was true, so that was creepy.
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SOCOM 2: [KF]
Ragnarök
†°º¤ø,¸_»Majin Gohan«_¸,ø¤º°† |
| From: alexandru
2 | Posted: 1/24/2004 1:36:13 AM | Message
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tag.
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THANK YOU! |
| From: AgentRedEye6
| Posted: 1/24/2004 9:59:22 PM | Message
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In ancient Japan, there was a boy who was borne
into a rich family. The boy's parents died of an early death,
leaving the boy with the entire family fortune. However, the boy
loved two things, gambling and his pet white cat, which he loved
deeply. The boy gambled away all his parent's money until he was
reduced to living on the streets as a beggar in rags with his cat.
Even with nothing, he still managed to clean, care, and love his cat
earnestly.
One night, the boy was talking to his cat as he
laid on the cold streets. "If I only have some money to buy myself
some clothes and get a job" pleaded the boy. His pet cat stared him
with a compassionate look and after purring a "Meow", it ran off
suddenly. The boy tried to follow his cat, but he lost it.
The next morning, the boy woke up and found his cat, looking
a little bit more tired than usual, by his side with three small
pieces of gold. The boy was excited and he immeadiadiatly went to
find a job to restart his life with the three small pieces of gold.
However, the boy's addiction to gambling overwhelmed him and he lost
his three pieces of gold to an underground Casio. The boy returned,
jobless and penniless, to his cat. The boy whimpered "if I just have
an other chance to try again." The cat again stared a compassionate
look and gave a weak "Meow" and limped into the night. The boy was
too saddened to give chase.
The next morning, the boy found
his cat by his side with another three small pieces of gold. "I will
not fail this time" he said as he took the three pieces of gold and
went to buy some decent clothes so he would look presentable to a
possible future boss. Again, the boy's addiction overpowered him and
he wasted the three pieces of gold on a gambling game. The boy
returned to his cat, sad and frustrated. "I am a failure" the boy
said to his white cat. The cat stared at him weakly with eyes, it
whimpered a "Meow" and limped slowly and sickly off into the night.
As the boy watch his cat limped slowly away, the boy wondered, how
the hell did his cat get him all these pieces of gold? The boy
concluded that his cat must know a secret jackpot somewhere and he
followed his cat. The boy easily followed his cat undetected,
because his cat was struggling just to gain a step forward, unlike
the first time when he chased it. The boy followed his cat into a
small abandoned temple. The boy peaked out from a rock and spied on
the cat, wondering where the jackpot of gold was hidden in the
temple. The boy saw his cat move into the center of the temple and
raised his right paw up and murmured a "Meow". Out of nowhere, a
spirit appeared in front of the cat. The spirit boomed "You have
sold all your non vital organs, are you sure you want to sell what
is left of you?" The cat gave a weak nod and gasped "Meow Meow" The
spirit replied in surprised voice "are you sure you want to sell
everything that is left of you?" The cat stared at the direction
where the boy was hiding, knowing that his master was there, and it
gave a weak but determined "Meow". The boy, realized what was about
to happen, leaped out of his hiding place and screamed "No, don't do
it!" But it was too late. The exchange was already made, and the
spirit and his white cat both disappeared into thin air, and all
that remained were three small pieces of gold. The boy, his face
covered with tears, picked up the three pieces of gold and made a
promise to his cat that he would start a new life with these three
pieces of gold that his cat had sacrificed his life for.
The
boy later was able to start an extremely successful chain
restaurant, and in every single restaurant, he placed a statue of
his white cat, thanking him for his sacrifice.
Note: When
you go to a Japanese store/restaurant, you will most likely see a
statue of this white cat. The statue stands for the owner's thanks
to all the people that sacrificed their time, and even their life,
for their prosperity
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| From: jedi
zero | Posted: 1/25/2004 1:20:59 AM | Message
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that story is sad, the cat was giving his life
for his master, and the master kept screwing it up, i bet that made
him feel lke a true idiot.
---
I'm the dumpster!-King Of
Rock
Smoking doesn't relieve stress, it takes it away and then
hits you with it like a wrecking ball.-Earth |
| From: Stillblade
| Posted: 1/25/2004 7:43:46 AM | Message
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That episode sounds pretty cool, do you know
what it's
called?
---
www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/subliminal.html
Really
creepy. Check it out |
| From: Stillblade
| Posted: 1/25/2004 7:49:20 AM | Message
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Cool story, AgentRedEye6. Did you write that or
is it from a
book/site?
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www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/subliminal.html
Really
creepy. Check it out |
| From: Sivek
| Posted: 1/25/2004 1:44:43 PM | Message
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bump
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Fantastic Dizzy is off the
hizzie! |
| From: OoAzNThuGAnGeLoO
| Posted: 1/25/2004 2:02:15 PM | Message
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"MAXIMUM ALLOWANCE - 8
People".
just like metal gear solid... i freaked when the
people poped out... |
| From: AgentRedEye6
| Posted: 1/25/2004 6:06:45 PM | Message
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"Cool story, AgentRedEye6. Did you write that or
is it from a book/site?"
Its a Japanese folklore, my mom told
me this story (hehee). If you ever go to a Japanese restaurant or
business store, you will almost guarantee to see the statue of the
white chat. So keep an eye out for the statue next time you go to a
Japanese or Asian restaurant (sometimes).
---
In America, you
recall the governor, in Soviet Russia, the governor recalls
YOU! |
| From: dEmEnTeD
cHiCkEn | Posted: 1/25/2004 7:18:29 PM | Message
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Ooh, here's one I cooked up just
now.
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Kate was a teenage girl, the ditzy kind who
listens to bubblegum pop and hangs out in the mall. Every day, she
was decked out in the finest designer clothes... Gucci, Prada, Yves
St. Lauren. All her friends had the same clothing, and they were
very indifferent to those lower then them.
One day, Kate and
four of her friends were driving home in a Porche convertable, when
they noticed an old woman on the side of the road, flagging them
down. Thinking they could have a bit of fun,they slowed down. This
woman was very thin and frail... Here eyes were almost complete
black, and she had scraggly hair and a few rags on her back. She
asked them kindly...
"Pardon me, little lady, but could you
spare a bit of clothing for an old woman?"
They simply
laughed her off and took off, spraying dirty water in her
face.
Later that night, Kate got home and showered, and then
hopped into her bed. She couldn't help but notice something in her
large mirror, across from her bed... Like a shadow, moving around.
She saw the face of the old woman for a split-second. She laughed it
off. Too much wine, she thought.
The next day, her mother
came to wake her up, but was met with a grisly sight. Her daughter
was on a matress of blood, only muscles and bone. Her skin was
plastered on the old mirror.
The old lady had taken the most
precious clothing of all.
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How was that?
---
"I
paid you in... Artifically flavored bacon bits. Now quit yer yappin'
and go back to the polyester mines. ¬_¬" - Omni Mage |
| From: OhYeah
III | Posted: 1/25/2004 7:34:40 PM | Message
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Tag
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"In the Soviet Union, we
use people." Stalin's answer when Britain offered Russia use of her
mine detectors in WW2. - Chaotic Good. |
| From: AgentRedEye6
| Posted: 1/25/2004 9:40:17 PM | Message
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That was a very good one Chicken.
But
you could have described how beautiful the girl was to build up
drama.
I'm working on an original story. Its about a guy,
cats, and four hot girls. Sounds LUEish.
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In America, you
recall the governor, in Soviet Russia, the governor recalls
YOU! |
| From: aznmagic2015
| Posted: 1/25/2004 9:42:18 PM | Message
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| They have that cat story in China too. |
| From: AnimeJet
| Posted: 1/25/2004 10:33:07 PM | Message
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tag for later
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*Gives below user a
poopie cow*
Squeeze away, my friends! |
| From: doctorbaines
| Posted: 1/26/2004 3:20:01 PM | Message
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What film is the puzzle story
from?
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Parky PWNZ you. |
| From: Lazy1
| Posted: 1/26/2004 10:47:48 PM | Message
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Puzzle
there was a woman who lived alone
in a small town. she had no family, no friends, just her house and
her hobby. her favorite past time was doing puzzles. she loved them
with a passion, and prided herself on completing every puzzle she
had ever touched. There came a time however, when she had completed
every puzzle the town had to offer.
But one day, while she
was doing her saturday shopping, she happened to pass by a garage
sale. as she was looking at the trinkets, she found a non-descript
box that had "puzzle" written on it. entranced at the prospect of a
new puzzle, she went to the owner, and asked how much. The owner
looked shocked that woman found the box, and said that the puzzle
wasn't for sale, put it in the garage, and walked away. The woman
tried to bargain with the owner, pleading for him to sell it to her,
but the man wouldn't budge. Fed up with arguing, she waited for the
owner to turn around, and as he was talking to another passerby, she
went into the garage, stole the puzzle, and ran home.
As she
ate her dinner, she found that her actions were becoming livelier
and more anticipated. she had found a new puzzle, and was excited at
starting it. after she finished dinner, and tidied up her house, she
sat down, and started the puzzle.
She began the puzzle like
she always did, how most people do; with the outside first. As she
placed the pieces together, she noticed that the room in the puzzle,
looked just like her living room. perplexed, she continued on. as
she completed more, she noticed that the table and chairs in the
puzzle, was her dining room table and chairs. frantic, the woman
continued on with the puzzle, only to notice that the figure in the
middle, was her. Shocked, she laid down the last piece to the
puzzle, the window behind her. she stood there, petrified, staring
at the puzzle, because in the window of the puzzle, she saw the face
of a man.
The last thing the woman ever heard, was the sound
of breaking glass.
this was actually from a movie, and kudos
points to anyone who can name it.
is it Toy Story 2? the
garage sale reminds me of it
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The IQ of a mob is the IQ of
its least intelligent member divided by the number of people in the
mob. |
| From: jedi
zero | Posted: 1/27/2004 1:14:18 AM | Message
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that in a disney movie
<_<
i would
think not.
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I'm the dumpster!-King Of Rock
Smoking
doesn't relieve stress, it takes it away and then hits you with it
like a wrecking ball.-Earth |
| From: ryohazuki1
| Posted: 1/28/2004 3:35:57 PM | Message
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bumpity on
j00
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ect.
GFDE Neon Green |
| From: ryohazuki1
| Posted: 1/30/2004 3:51:34 PM | Message
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last bump for the
motherland...
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http://mozorder.cjb.net/ - AIM Convos,
Jokes, Movies ect.
GFDE Neon Green |
| From: Giraffe
| Posted: 1/31/2004 3:40:00 PM | Message
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BUMP!v
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<<<IN
>>>OUT |
| From: AC
Traders | Posted: 1/31/2004 6:13:40 PM | Message
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| A man woke up in the middle of a thick forest.
He was wearing no clothes, and had a severe case of amnesia. He was
in a very frantic state, running all around the forest, searching.
Searching for something, he wasn't sure what, but he had a surging
feeling that he must find something. A clue, a person, a way out,
anything. He was running and soon he came upon a very thick fog. He
could see nothing around him, but he continued running. He then
tripped over a tree root and hit his head very hard on a nearby
rock. He lay there for a moment catching his breath, and holding his
head. He was bleeding slightly but not too bad. Just then he heard
the sound of loose leaves russling around. He quickly sat up and hid
behind the rock. He was peering over toward the sound when he saw 2
foxes. They were walking with each other and when they came near the
rock he was hiding behind they stopped. The first fox spoke, "WHO
GOES THERE!? SHOW YOURSELF NOW" but the man just hid. His heart was
racing. The second fox spoke, "SHOW YOURSELF AT ONCE! YOU ARE IN
GREAT DANGER HERE!" The man was scared now, so he slowly, very
cautiosly stood up. "It is I," he said in a soft voice. "Who are
you, how did you find this place?" asked the first fox. "I... I am
not sure. I awoke here in the forest and was searching," "SEARCHING
FOR WHAT!?" demanded the second fox. "I... I do not know. I don't
remember anything." spoke the man. "What is this danger you speak
of?" asked the man in a worried tone. But before the foxes could
answer another sound was heard. "It's too late!" said the first fox,
just as a large figure appeared. It was a tiger. He spoke to the
man. "You are very foolish to come here." The man bowed his head.
"This place is known as the Mist of Animals. It is wear the true
rulers of our world live, deep within the fog of the forests to keep
us safe from the greed of mankind. For here we keep the power of
fate. A force strong enough to detail the life of every single
creature in our world. Mankind searches for such power every waking
moment. But if they harnessed it, the world would be destroyed." The
man sat there very quietly listening to the tiger. "I do not
understand why you were able to come here, but you must now kill
yourself." The man began to cry, but the tiger showed no remorse as
he handed him a fine blade. |
| From: pokefan
610 | Posted: 2/1/2004 12:50:03 PM | Message
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this one program urban legends has lots of
interesting stories
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"Bad luck and extreme misfortune will
infest your pathetic soul for all eternity" fortune cookie Rocko's
Modern Life
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| From: KYO687
| Posted: 2/1/2004 3:18:27 PM | Message
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Here's one I just came up with, although it's
rushed, long, and probably not even scary.
Well, in my small
town, religion was all the rage. So as a lil boy, my mom gave me
this mini statue of a baby angel on it's knee's praying. She told
me, "Son as many times as this world turns it's back on you, know
that this angel never will, as long as you never turn your back on
it." I kept those words along with the statue by my bedside for many
years. It wasn't cause I was religious, it was because I loved my
mom.
Well, when I was 13 my mother passed away, needless to
say it left me lost and heartbroken. And as I lay in my bed that
night crying tears of sadness, I turned to the statue. It seemed to
have changed....it's arm were no longer in a praying position. They
were now actually reaching out towards me, as if to offer some form
of comfort. Well, my tears of sadness soon turned to tears of rage
as I lashed out at the statue. My mom never turned her back on
religion, yet it wasn't there to help when she needed it! I screamed
at it and spit on it, but again noticed a change. It's face seemed
sad and soon tears poured from it's eyes. I was left in shock and
fear, but my rage still dominated. So without anymore thought I
smashed it's body with my foot. Again the expression
changed.
(Uh this stories gettin pretty long and not making
much sense, so if anybody wants me to finish it I will. If not i'll
just leave it as is.)
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It's All The Same,Only The Names
Will Change |
| From: TheBigGamer
| Posted: 2/1/2004 4:45:50 PM | Message
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keep it up
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Are you staring at me or
her? cau'se you starting to freak me out. |
| From: KYO687
| Posted: 2/1/2004 5:35:10 PM | Message
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Alright, it's half time so i'll finish it
up.
The face glared back at me with a menacing glare. The
tears were gone, and nothing but blood dripped from it's eyes. I
couldn't believe what was happening, I felt as if i'd gone insane.
So with a scream of terror I finished the job and crushed it's head.
Everything grew to an eerie silence.
I tried to gather
myself, but was distracted by a sense of warmth on my face. I
touched my cheek and wiped the remaining tears. But upon looking at
my hands I noticed they were doused in blood. Then more blood soon
began to trickle down my cheek. In horror I ran to the bathroom and
gazed upon the mirror. I screamed as I saw blood pouring from my own
eyes. I tried to brush it away, but it kept on coming. I turned on
the sink and tried to wash my face, but it was still stained with
blood. I soon felt dizzy and weak and dropped to my knees. The blood
started to gather on the floor. And as I glimpsed down at it, I
could see the face of the baby angel. It no longer had that
innocence it once held, and nor did I. I soon collapsed in a pool of
my own blood, never to wake again.
Welp, there ya
go.
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It's All The Same,Only The Names Will Change |
| From: Stillblade
| Posted: 2/1/2004 5:44:00 PM | Message
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"MAXIMUM ALLOWANCE - 8 People".
just
like metal gear solid... i freaked when the people poped
out
awwwwwww, dude that part was MAD cool. That was my
favorite battle in the
game.
---
www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/subliminal.html
Really
creepy. Check it out |
| From: MetalHyper
| Posted: 2/1/2004 6:25:20 PM | Message
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Tag
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This is Hypermega75, banned
because no ****ing shared accounts allowed. |
| From: JackSlate09
| Posted: 2/1/2004 7:57:49 PM | Message
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*bump*
I'll post a story in a minute, right
now I'm thinking of one.
---
"FF7 is my wootest
master..."
My first time playing FF7 :P |
| From: JarOfMayo
| Posted: 2/2/2004 12:08:15 AM | Message
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Sry but, would someone explain
the:
MAXIMUM ALLOWANCE - 8 People
If it references to
MGS I wouldn't know (never got that far)... I would appreaciate an
explanation. :P
Thanks for the white-cat story... I know
exactly what statue you speak of, I was wondering what the story
behind it was. thx. |
| From: MetalHyper
| Posted: 2/2/2004 7:37:11 AM | Message
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I got a Story, I once saw it on beyond belief
but I almost forgot all the parts and the names. I just made up a
few names.
Jack was a man who loved to play the piano. He
would always play through out the day. But it was his great teacher
who taught him how to play, Mr. Johnson. Jack always had Mr. Johnson
come over his house to teach him something new, or just sometimes
reteach him a few lessons. The thing Jack could never forget about
is how Mr. Johnson always gave Jack a piece of candy at the end of
the lesson, showing how good Jack did.
One day, Jack was
playing his piano. He kept on messing up, always making the wrong
notes and all. He remembered his old piano teacher from the past,
and decided to call him up. So he does, and Mr. Johnson agrees to
come over the next day. So the next day, Mr. Johnson is over and
takes out a piece of candy. He puts it on the piano and says, "Do
well, and you shall earn it." As Mr. Johnson reaches Jack how to
play once again, he gives him the piece of candy. He then goes away
back to his house. Jack was grateful and forgot to say thank you.
So the very next day, Jack went over to his house and his
brother answered the door. Jack said, "Is George Johnson here? I
would like to thank him for reteaching me." His brother, confused,
looks at Jack. "Why, George has been dead for 13 years. What could
you possibly be talking about?" Jack, shocked, reaches into his
pocket and pulls out the candy that Mr. Johnson gave him
yesterday.
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This is Hypermega75, banned because no
****ing shared accounts allowed. |
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