Hello. That is the title for the second story arc in my series of short stories. It's all about James Byson (see what I did with the name?
) trying to take over the market world by using teleportation. What do you think?
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Cool. In my opinions names and stuff which have the same first letter in each word are over-used. I don't know who James Dyson is anyway so that doesn't make sense to me.
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werdna123 wrote:
Cool. In my opinions names and stuff which have the same first letter in each word are over-used. I don't know who James Dyson is anyway so that doesn't make sense to me.
Thanks. lol
James Dyson makes the Dyson vacuum cleaners.
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Calebxy_Test wrote:
werdna123 wrote:
Cool. In my opinions names and stuff which have the same first letter in each word are over-used. I don't know who James Dyson is anyway so that doesn't make sense to me.
Thanks. lol
James Dyson makes the Dyson vacuum cleaners.
Never heard of the Dyson vacuum cleaners but okay, that's cool.
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werdna123 wrote:
Calebxy_Test wrote:
werdna123 wrote:
Cool. In my opinions names and stuff which have the same first letter in each word are over-used. I don't know who James Dyson is anyway so that doesn't make sense to me.
Thanks. lol
James Dyson makes the Dyson vacuum cleaners.Never heard of the Dyson vacuum cleaners but okay, that's cool.
Yeah, they are! And I'm making him evil! EVIL!
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that seems kinda cool i guess
huh
maybe there should be a guy in a cloak
or james shoudl wear a cloak
i like cloaks you see
good for villains
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bananaman114 wrote:
that seems kinda cool i guess
huh
maybe there should be a guy in a cloak
or james shoudl wear a cloak
i like cloaks you see
good for villains
lol ok. I'll be sure to add that.
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ssss wrote:
Seems fine. Now write the story!
I am! lol
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Calebxy_Test wrote:
ssss wrote:
Seems fine. Now write the story!
I am! lol
Lol. I feel like writing a story later, after minecraft. About the life of 'bob' a fictional character which has a massive pocket which can hold hundreds of stones and a lot of tools at once. He makes picks out of sticks and can cut down trees with his hands.
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ssss wrote:
Calebxy_Test wrote:
ssss wrote:
Seems fine. Now write the story!
I am! lol
Lol. I feel like writing a story later, after minecraft. About the life of 'bob' a fictional character which has a massive pocket which can hold hundreds of stones and a lot of tools at once. He makes picks out of sticks and can cut down trees with his hands.
...cool!
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This is the first part so far:
Goldie looked around him. He couldn’t see anything. It was pitch black. He was feeling a little bit weak from using a lot of his electricity on the bombs, but the material he was made from would create more after a while. Suddenly, a spot light turned on, pointing at Goldie. He shielded his eyes from the bright light.
“Where am I?” he demanded.
Another spot light pointing at Goldie turned on. Several more turned on, forming a circle of spot lights around him. He could hardly see a thing, only a fairly large area of the ground around his feet.
The spot lights tilted up to the ceiling, which made out of very reflective material, and lit up the whole room. Goldie saw that the area of the ground around his feet was the only ground there was! He was standing on top of a very large pillar. The room it was in was massive, and it was like the inside of a cone.
Goldie looked down to try and see the floor. He couldn’t. It was too far down. Goldie examined the pillar he was standing on. He put his eye to it, and realised that it was hollow. He stood up again, and punched a hole in the ground. His fist went right through. He pulled it out and dropped head first through the hole.
He flipped back over so he was falling feet first. Goldie wondered what was at the bottom. The inside of the pillar was almost pitch black, with only the faint light from the room above. Suddenly, after a very quick jolt of pain, Goldie found himself flying towards a wall at very high speed inside a small room. He smashed into the wall, and slid to the floor.
Goldie looked around, and realised that he was in a completely different place than he was a few seconds ago. He could hear the noise of a vacuum cleaner nearby. He saw it behind him, lying on the floor. Suddenly, he was being sucked towards the vacuum cleaner! He was squeezed into it and realised that he was flying back up the inside of the pillar. He looked up and through the hole at the top of the pillar, he saw space! Stars and all!
Goldie could feel the air rush past him as he continued to be sucked upwards. He shot out of the pillar, and above him he saw that the ceiling had gone. He could see stars, and lots of dust. He suddenly realised that he was covered dust, and there were loads of it flying up too.
After a few seconds, he reached the top of the cone shaped room and shot out the top, into space! And looked around him, and saw what looked like a desert.
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geohendan wrote:
James Byson
James Bond
lol. I hadn't thought of that before!
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Wickimen wrote:
James Byson
James Bison![]()
Yeah, no.
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Again, this is the first part so far. It's getting really complicated now, and if I'm honest, a little bit hard to write. Anyway, this is it:
Goldie looked around him. He couldn’t see anything. It was pitch black. He was feeling a little bit weak from using a lot of his electricity on the bombs, but the material he was made from would create more after a while. Suddenly, a spot light turned on, pointing at Goldie. He shielded his eyes from the bright light.
“Where am I?” he demanded.
Another spot light pointing at Goldie turned on. Several more turned on, forming a circle of spot lights around him. He could hardly see a thing, only a fairly large area of the ground around his feet.
The spot lights tilted up to the ceiling, which made out of very reflective material, and lit up the whole room. Goldie saw that the area of the ground around his feet was the only ground there was! He was standing on top of a very large pillar. The room it was in was massive, and it was like the inside of a cone.
Goldie looked down to try and see the floor. He couldn’t. It was too far down. Goldie examined the pillar he was standing on. He put his eye to it, and realised that it was hollow. He stood up again, and punched a hole in the ground. His fist went right through. He pulled it out and dropped head first through the hole.
He flipped back over so he was falling feet first. Goldie wondered what was at the bottom. The inside of the pillar was almost pitch black, with only the faint light from the room above. Suddenly, after a very quick jolt of pain, Goldie found himself flying towards a wall at very high speed inside a small room. He smashed into the wall, and slid to the floor.
Goldie looked around, and realised that he was in a completely different place than he was a few seconds ago. He could hear the noise of a vacuum cleaner nearby. He saw it behind him, lying on the floor. Suddenly, he was being sucked towards the vacuum cleaner! He was squeezed into it and realised that he was flying back up the inside of the pillar. He looked up and through the hole at the top of the pillar, he saw space! Stars and all!
Goldie could feel the air rush past him as he continued to be sucked upwards. He shot out of the pillar, and above him he saw that the ceiling had gone. He could see stars, and lots of dust. He suddenly realised that he was covered dust, and there were loads of it flying up too.
After a few seconds, he reached the top of the cone shaped room and shot out the top, into space! He was still travelling upwards uncontrollably, but when he looked down and around him he managed to get a glimpse of what looked like a desert, before he was suddenly transported to another room!
It was a massively large room, with nothing in it. There were windows at the top of the walls, and a few on the ceiling, but nothing else. Suddenly, a giant metal square appeared in front of him! Goldie walked up to it and poked it. A ripple appeared around the area where Goldie poked it. A robotic voice came from the metal box.
“Recording pressure data,” it said. “Pressure data recorded. 2 points out of 100 points of pressure measured.”
Goldie was puzzled, as one would be if they were falling through a large, dark pillar one moment, in a normal house room the next, then being sucked up the large black pillar again and flying into space and ending up in a large room where huge metal boxes magically appear.
He decided it would be a fun idea to see if he could get top points, so he punched the metal box as hard as he could. A huge ripple went through the metal box, and it was thrown back into the wall. It smashed through the wall, creating a way out. Goldie heard the noise of something being destroyed behind him. He turned around to see what it was, and saw the metal box smashed half way through the wall. He turned back to where the box was before and he saw that it was still there! He looked behind him again, to make sure he wasn’t imagining it.
It was definitely there, behind him, and it was in front of him at the same time! Goldie turned back around and walked towards the one in front of him. He pushed it forward slowly, and looked behind him. He could see the other one was moving as well. He continued pushing it until it was all the way through the wall.
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