Luke McAwesome

Oooooh! This is interesting! Two people getting marred, a bunch of people missing, a red eclipse, and the threat of demons. I'd say this would make a good Daniel Craig movie! Who thinks Rick Moranis would be good for playing Willoughby? *cough* This is serious. All of these people missing... Siegoruney, I know you're in the middle of searching for people, but I'd like to just point out that you could die from going down there....

Jackson and CC had walked out of the vehicle and were on the outside. Jackson was inspecting the outside. "Of course, that makes tons of sense," said Jackson. "All of this... you altered everything, CC. You created all of this technology?" "You better believe it," said CC. "That's really quite something! You know, we've missed you over the time you've been gone," said Jackson, gently kicking one of the tires to see the pressure. "Seems to be normal tire pressure..." he muttered. "Jackson, everyone seems a bit... different. Solar-Com seems to be making this world a bit more grey than it should be," said CC, sounding rather concerned. "I wouldn't worry about it. We've managed while you've been gone. But the truth is, things will be a whoel lot better now that you're back!" said Jackson, winking. Jackson grabbed a clipboard off a work table, with a dozen check boxes on it. He pulled a pen out of his pocket, and started checking things off. "So, CC, how's the future?" asked Jackson. "Not as nice a place as you'd think. Let's just say it's a very quiet place." "That's too bad. How quiet?" "You sure you want to know?" asked CC. "Sure, why not." "Well... I was living through the apocalypse," said CC, looking at the floor. He knew Jackson would probably mock him for this. "Interesting!" There's a surprise, thought CC. The pair started moving back to the warehouse doors. "So, like, how many people do you think survived?" Jackson asked. "Maybe about less than a quarter of the human population," said CC. "That little, eh? Sad, very sad... we work our way up through history and then wham!" Jackson hit his fist into his palm. "There goes all we built. So, how far into the future is the apocalypse?" "I don't think I should tell you that... didn't they establish a law or something about even telling you all of this? Could I go to jail for all of this information?" "I doubt it, CC. It'll be our little secret." "You seem to have a lot of secrets!" CC grinned. Jackson paused, and coughed. "I'm sorry?" "I said you seem to have a lot of secrets," said CC. "What, did I say something wrong?" "... No. Just forget it." Once they arrived at the warehouse doors, Jackson spun around to CC. "Hey, do you know a Samantha Vonne?" asked Jackson. "Samantha Vonne? No," CC replied. "Huh. Her and some other girl came through the warehouses earlier." "Yeah, sorry, never heard of her." "I'll have to learn a bit more about her then. A bit suspicious... You know that they still haven't taken my advice on closing the warehouses to the public? Honestly, you think they'd humor us for once..." said Jackson. "Alright, CC, I must say it's nice to see you again. But I have to go back home now. Closing time here at the warehouses. You better go back to your lab and check the place out, bud. I'm sure you'll find it interesting," said Jackson. "Yeah, thanks for showing me to it... I'll do that," said CC, smiling. "See ya later, CC," said Jackson, turning back to the warehouse doors for one last shout. "Ricky! Ricky! Hey! Shut down the place, okay? We're leaving!"

Following Computerbug's post: Jackson and CC were walking through the large green vehicle, conversing about CC's journey. "So, CC, are you serious about this whole future concept?" said Jackson, looking down at a cell phone sized computer, which showed the vehicles digitalized. From the devices, the warehouse workers could see anythign they want abou the vehicles. Whilst there was still the testing warehouses, they still liked to check up on their progress through the small devices. From crash tests, to field tests, and on and on. "Yep. I feel bad I had to leave them behind, but I had a life before the apocalyps-" But Jackson interruped him. The two came to a halt. "David! David! The third light is a bit dimmer than it should be; fix that. David. David, are you listening to me?" "Take it easy, Jack. You're grinding us down here!" said David. "We didn't hire you for the warehouses to treat you like royalty; you're here to work. So get in the program!" yelled Jackson. "Don't you think you're a bit hard on them?" asked CC. "Nah. As one of the designers on these vehicles, I have to treat them like the other designers do. The vehicles have to be right, or we make no money to pay for a percentage of our mining equipment," said Jackson. "We don't have time for mistakes." "Huh... anyway, how have things been here?" asked CC. "Fine. A bit of a bumpy ride lately, but we've made it. Solar-Com's really starting to be a bit of a pain." "I would expect, now that the NERV chips are starting to get more and more popular. They're probably rolling in cash right now," said CC. "More than you know..." said Jackson, tinkering with the solar converter. "So, I forgot to tell you, I ran into some guys on my return..." "Ricky! Get over here and apply the panel over the solar converter!" yelled Jackson. "Sorry about that, CC, you were saying?" "I was saying, I ran into some guys when I arrived back here. One had these creepy legs... mechanical, I think. "Sounds familiar. That, ehhh, Borgie guy, right?" Jackson asked, watching Ricky install the panel over the solar converter wires. "I think that was his name. Borgiss, or something." "He runs Solar-Com, doesn't he?" "Yeah, that too, I think," said CC "Yeah, weird guy... right..." Jackson looked in a bit of a daze. This place is a lot more different than I thought it would be... CC thought.

Sign me up, ImperialScouts. This'll be great; it's quite different from other mafia game ideas, and it's the first of it's kind. Thanks so much if you decide to pick me.

Happy birthday to hewkii9, Calvin, brickchic, Darkie, Zarathos, and ERIC75011! I hope you all have a great day, and get lots of LEGO. And to Hewkii9... you're old enough to drive! We've had a certain shortage of birthday topics, I've noticed...

Samantha and Kiara strolled through the area, Samantha watching the R.A.T.s work on projects, whether vehicles or buildings, or even armor. It was truly a very different lifestyle than sitting in her office, watching the bustling city of New Terrel. They made their way to the vehicle warehouses, where the various workers were building all kind sof crazy things, from drills, to armored cars, and others. People watched as they saw the pair going through warehouse 16, where a long armored vehicle was being built. (Please excuse me use of my JP trailers... I had nothing else that could work here... ) A man with tussled black hair, a man in a baseball cap, and a girl with dark red hair and eyepatch were staring at them. "Why are they staring at us?" Samantha asked. "Well, you're new to them. Not many people come through the warehouses, so they don't have many visitors," said Kiara. The vehicles were a bit odd for the time, just a simple tow trailer and a big truck. Probably built for the average outdoor adventurer, but when you're on Terrel, the outdoors aren't just deer and bears. It's a lot more dangerous here. The young man in the black baseball cap ran up to them as they were walking away. "Hey!" he shouted. "Wait up a minute!" "What?" asked Kiara impatiently. "We're in a bit of a hurry here." "Is that why you took the shortcut through the warehouses? I thought I suggested that they be off limits to the public..." said the man. "Apparently, they didn't take your advice," said Kiara. The man looked at Samantha thoughtfully. "Hey... do I know you from somewhere?" he asked. Samantha and Kiara looked at each other, and then back at the man. "I'm Jackson Hazell... Who are you?" "Samanatha Vonne," she replied. "That name sounds familiar. Do you know why that would be?" he asked. "I have no idea why," said Samantha, looking at her shoes. "Me and my friend here work down at the testing labs. Let's hope your vehicles can stand up to it, Mr. Hazell." Suddenly he looked frightened. "Yes, ma'am, of course. I'll get them right to work on it. My specs and digital testing say that the'll hold up to very large impacts, recieving but a few dents in the panelling. Everyone calls me a computer wizard, but sometimes I think they're jus-" "Jackson, you're rambling an wasting our time. Get back to work," said Kiara. "Yes, of course... sorry!" Hazell said as he ran off into the tow trailer. The two began walking again. "You seemed to stress him out... why did you do that?" asked Samantha. "Because we can't have this guy following us around. He could figure out that you're with Solar-Com, then we'll both be in it," said Kiara. --- Meanwhile, Jackson watched the two walk out of the warehouse through the rear window of the trailer. I know I've seen her somewhere... the problem is, where? he thought. "Jackson, hey. Come over here for a second," said Ricky, his chief foreman. Ricky was the one who had the tussled black hair. "What?" "I think we messed something up with the blueprints..." There was an explosion in the background. "What was that?" Jackson asked. "Never mind that, we've seriously misjudged the size of 131 feet in length... this vehicle is only 97." "Wow, that something. Although, we managed to build it. I doubt whoever ordered this thing's going to really care how long and wide it is as long as there's beds, computer, and it moves. Okay? So let's just keep this little secret between us," said Jackson. Computerbug, where does the "leader" of the R.A.T.s reside? I don't think any of us no where yet. I guess since brickm is him, then he can choose... but did you have any ideas?

I'm liking the newer roof design. Very nice with the curved roundish 4 x whateverplate. I've been loving this more and more ever since I shot out the glass in Noir.

That's why I said that Jack couldn't tell if Ben was dead or just knocked out from the sheer knowledge of that ninja star on him. Sorry about that. Let's just say the injury wasn't bad... Mark asked Ben if he could see the star. Ben pulled it out and handed it to him. "This thing is so cool!" exclaimed Mark. "It's not so cool when you're the one who was hit by it," said Ben. "Yeah, sorry about that. You'll be better in no time, believe me. Zach's apparently got an extensive knowledge of medical remidies," said Mark. () --- "Hey, Zach, at least we managed to lose Adam, and that assassin," said Jack. "Well, I'm positive we'll run into them soon enough. Just like every other time," said Zach. "Sadly, I think you're right. When we learned Adam was a traitor, then at the sea base, then the submarine, then the cave, and who knows where next time will be." "Hrm. Let's just hope we don't lose anyone next time."

I'm afraid due to Ben Kenobi's ban, we're probably going to have to kill Ben Tennant... Sad. The group slept through the night, almost peacefully for once. It was a tiring journey so far. Mark, laying in his sleeping bag, zipped so tight he looked like a head in a sock, zipped down the bag lightly, and looked at his watch. 6:43 AM. He hated waking early, but he knew he probably wouldn't fall back asleep, and if he could, he shoulfn't. He had a strange feeling he needed to keep an eye out for the sleeping group. But seeing all those closed eyes, and soft snores, his eyes felt heavy. "Maybe 30 more minutes wouldn't hurt," he said, and zipped himself backed up. Within seconds, he was back asleep. --- Adam knew what had to be done. An evil grin spread across his face. "Time for the revenge I deserve. X!" Adam called. "What?" said X. "I'll take Zach. Go ahead and do what you want with the others. But leave Zach to me. It's personal," said Adam, looking fierce. A firey look in his eye spoke "Revenge! Sweet bloody gory revenge!". "That sounds good to me..." --- 6:59 AM. Sam was asleep, as well as the others. A whirring sound slightly awoke him. His back to the noise, he opened his eyes. Click. Click. Click. The tapping of walking, almost. Ben had fallen asleep though... which meant... Sam had a horrifying conclusion to this. Assassin X was awake! Sam shut his eyes, and pretended to roll over in his sleep. Just to make it look like he wasn't awake. He opened the eye closest to the ground just to the point where he could catch a glimpse of X. And there he was, walking across the room towards Jack. What can I do? thought Sam. The only other way to awake all the others at once would mean screaming as loud as he could. He sat up. Assassin X stared, standing stock still, at him. Their eyes met. Sam sucked in a deep breath... "AAAAAAAARGH!" he shrieked. Everyone immediately jumped out of their sleeping bags, but Mark was still fussing with his. Zach pulled out his rifle, but he was still so groggy, he wasn't sure what the source of the scream was. Everyone was running around frantically. And in the midst, was Mark hopping around like a sock. Swearing, and shouting, and then he plopped on the ground. Zach rubbed his eyes, and saw Adam at the opening of the cave. He grinned evilly. --- Jack was at one wall. The confusion was starting to hurt, at this time of the morning. Why was everyone so scared? But then he saw Adam and the assassin they had seen in the sea base. He called to Ben, and he ran over. "What, Jack?!" he said. "Ben, I need you to-" But then, Ben's head hit the cave wall, and there was a ninja throwing star in his cheek. Blood gushed out, and the look on Ben's face was traumatizing. His mouth hanging open, with blood coming at the front, and inside, of his mouth. Wait.... a ninja throwing star? This assassin was really old school... Ben slumped to the ground. Jack, unable to tell whether Ben was dead, or just unconcious, ran off to find Zach. --- Zach walked over to Adam. "Why are you doing this?" asked Zach. "I explained it to you earlier. I hate all of you, and you deserve to die. Simple," he smirked. "You're gonna have to do better than a robot henchman." "Oh, I told him to take care of the others, but leave you for me." "Is that SO!" Zach threw a punch as hard as he could into Adam's face. A searing stinging pain came into his knuckles. That's right, Adam was a robot! But what is the weakness to a robot? Adam just stared at him blankly, then grabbed his arm, and tossed him across the room into one of the cave walls. "Unh!" said Zach, as he landed on the ground. His hand was bleeding where he had hit Adam. But there was a small dent in his cheek, but Zach doubted any number of hits were going to stop Adam. "They just don't make metal like they used to," he muttered, and grabbed his rifle, and fired a shot in Adam's stomach. Another dent, just a bit bigger this time. "Ohhhh! Ouch! You got anything else, Zac-OOF!" Zach had jumped Adam, knocking him to the ground. --- Jack noticed Zach and Adam fighting. Best leave them alone, he thought. Mark had finally gotten out of his sleeping bag, and grabbed his light sword. But was so stressed, he was fiddling with it, just trying to turn it on. "Mark!" Jack called. "Yeah! What?" "Toss me that light beamer thing!" "Are you sure, I mean, you probably don-" "Mark, darn it, just give me it!" Mark tossed it, and Jack caught it. Which to kill first...?

Wow, I'm positive this is going to make quite an impact on the Pirates community. And with the attachable bayonet, this is even more amazing. Although, I'm not suprised that Will came out with such an excellent new prototype; BrickArms' weapons, regardless of mass release or prototype phase, just keep getting better and better. Now I'm excited!

I have nothing against these kids, believe me. I just think what they write can be hilarious sometimes. But I have no reason to think they're doing anything wrong, like someone else said, they're just being kids. If you're insulted I posted a couple of funny quotes, sorry about that.

My father's name is Richard, and I will be the final volunteer, if you don't mind.

Sixteen bricks, to give them smooth edges, you have to use the S.N.O.T. technique! It makes perfect sense! I think we're gonna figure this whole thing out! The real question is, what do we do once it's a big block? Does it go somewhere? (Edited due to Hinckley's post.)

Oh, duh! That's right! We're LEGO people! So we have to use LEGO techniques! As a dumb, spoiled, teenager, I didn't understand. But thank you for pointing that out, father. So, does that mean we use the S.N.O.T. technique on the headlight bricks, or in this case, "stones" , and rearrange them in S.N.O.T. form?

Sounds like you are a very respected member of the FOL community; welcome to Eurobricks, Chris! It's nice to have someone like you around, you really know your stuff.

That's right... I gave up on my LEGO.com account long ago. But I always just used some made up name, and of course, it was always taken, sadly. So, I myself had to resort on these ridiculous names. If you can even call them that. I actually used to like that game.

"Use tons"?

Come on! Really? Sheesh, Satan must really like anagrams... I'll take a try for the second... ghoSted some 2. Smooth edges?

Yes, please. You're doing a great job hosting the game, Hinck. It's not your fault. The answer to all the questions is probably extremely obvious, and we just aren't seeing it.

Why, yes, sir, indeed I am.

Guys, could you please keep the rate of discussion slim to none in the character list thread? That's what this topic is for... By the way, Updike, I touched up and resized your picture. I think my laptop almost exploded. Does it look better? here's what it looks like... If you want to use it, use this to deeplink it. http://www.brickshelf.com/gallery/luke-m/C...rs/100_1423.jpg

The one thing other than their horrible language I hate the most, are their usernames. Just some examples of most usernames. ilikelego9473 agents273 legomaster23 exo-force-fan7697 etc. These are so annoying. The people on here that have numbers in their names are respectable, mature, kind people. Sure, the kids are just having their fun on the LEGO message boards, but let's keep it that way. I'd prefer none of them come here. That's like a noob gathering, them and their wild speculations and "HEY LETZ MAKE IDIAZ FOR NEW SETS SO LEGO CAN MAKE TEHM LOL" topics. Here's a classic "... What?" moment. It's funny because the topic has 20+ pages of this nonsense. "ill have a sea slsuhy plese" and "can i be a managr?//?" It's nice to know we have such a mature environment here on Eurobricks. However, I'm guessing we're not being mature by criticizing children. What can you expect, huh? They love LEGO, but they just don't know how to express it, other than posting random suff. That was my first forum as well, a few years back. But they still had all this nonsense there. But, anything to please the kids who keep these guys in business, eh?

Pardon my ignorance, but I've never personally read the SWCG. when I joined Apocalypse, I knew what to do from the start. But yes, what you can do is post pictures, either add text in them or below them in your post. You can o either, probably. But to be safe, Computerbug should answer that question.

Nice intro, but that's not what computerbug told me we were gonna do. It's like this, I believe:(Minus the italics) "But I didn't get the chip," said *name*. "Are you sure? Most of the people on the island have gotten it by now. The company's taking over the whol island," said *name* *name* stood quietly and thought for a moment. "Is it possible to not know you got the chip?" Etc. etc. You get the idea. At least, that's what I think it is.

Don't say that! God told me that both of us have always wanted to come here, and we have, and we are, so try to have a better attitude, father, please! You're making me upset...