Mitch

[color=red] My parents are very controlling of me. I'm somewhat used to it, but sometimes I just get sick of it. They also pressure me and have some high expectations of me... Like my Dad says I need to get a B average so I can get cheaper insurance for my car...and so on. But all in all, what your parents try to do for you is what will help you through life. Even if you don't realize it know, you certainly will when you are older.[/color]

[color=red] Mitchell Grant Smith. I have no clue what it all means, but my middle name is my biological father's middle name (they are divorced, and I have a step father) My step father has yet to adopt me, but I am certain I will change my middle name. I just don't like it, and my biological father, at least it seems, could care less about me.[/color]

[color=red] Explain what happend wednesday night :p...heh...it has something to do with a girl, I got that much. From a poetic stance such as mine, I really couldn't find out what this song meant...which amounted to confusion upon my part. But flowing-wise it seemed to grace up at me and just flow so clearly. If I knew what the hell it was about, I could probably grow to like it even more. But all I can say is, sounds good, lol.[/color]

[color=red] To get physical is to take the wrong path. To leave with your sense of dignity and leave matters to their own undoing is to take the correct path. Bluntly: Fighting is pure ignorance.[/color]

[color=red] What....a dirty friend? Heh...that's pretty extreme Elite :p Well, I'm one classified as a 'good' student, so I stay out of trouble. Although I will admit I used to hate living here in Bismack, so I was much more apt to get into trouble, and much more exasperated. Although I really don't want to tell it, I will, I suppose. I stabbed someone in the back with a sharpend pencil because they had been making me angry...I guess...so I almost got suspended from school for that. Heh, but as I was leaving my class in which I stabbed him, he stabbed me as well...and then I told the vice principal...and then we got in trouble... I don't really want to talk about it, though. But I've become much more respectful and considerate since then. So don't worry, I won't be stabbing any backs.[/color]

[color=red] Yes Break, you did the right thing, and the thing I would've done as well. To resort to physical attacks over just being egg ect. is to stoop down to their level, and let them get away with your pride, and a reason for what they did. It was the most mature, and the best thing you could've done. Picking on little kids that haven't learned of how tough life is, no matter how bad they treat you, is wrong. That's just not giving them a chance to reach their full intellectual level, and learn from their mistakes. But really, if I were you, I'd tell someone who would do something about it so those kids learn a much deserved lesson that will continue to augment upon their lives.[/color]

[color=red] All right man, settle down. I didn't understand all of what you said, but I got the drift that some little kids beat up on you and your best friend..something to that extent, and that you didn't beat them up because you would get in trouble with their parents...well, at least I think that's what you said. It was all jumbledish. Well, in this case, I suppose there's really nothing you can do. All I can do to conmfort you is say that I feel your painm, and that it will all be nothing but the past in a while. Just try to settle down. But I can see why you are mad, I would to, as well. So...explain this a little better...did you know the kids? If so, haven't they done this before...? Well, I hope you settle down Break, but let me say this: You have a right to be mad right now. Just settle down. That's about all I can say... And, I would tell your parents about it. Although I'm guessing that's the last thing you want to do, parents are good at helping you through the worst times.[/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Crazy White Boy [/i] [B] In the end, normality is a tool used by much of society in measuring others, thus, producing a superiority complex. In the end, we're all programmed to believe what's "normal" and what is not. Most of you will be very unhappy to learn that many of your thoughts and values aren't even yours to begin with. You've merely been produced and packaged to operate within society. [/B][/QUOTE] [color=red] That is so true. We are all in part a way we act today because of the restrictions, the laws, and everything in between, that our society says is right. Even if some might not admit it, they are at least in some part or way, a packaged and produced individual within our society. It is only our normal inquisitive and curiosity ridden human ways that let us break out and become something a little more than that. But still, we are held back within society, and what we have absorbed from it and placed within our minds as what is the truth and what is falsly portrayed is changed into what society believes is normal and correct. It may seem rather lacking for changing us, but it does.[/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Sephiroth [/i] [B]Nothing, I think it's a stupid and pointless day [/B][/QUOTE] [color=red] Same here...well at least now it is for me. I used to love dressing up when I was younger, but I do admit that now Halloween seems rather...pointless to me. But still, I'll try to have my fun with it, I'm not that much of a poor sport.[/color]

[color=red] Flaws are what create chemistry, at least, that's what I've seen. I mean, if someone was perfect in every single possible way, it would be nice at first, but that person would end up being just a bore once you get into knowing them. Flaws are what attract the right people to you, I mean, as they say, [i]opposites attract[/i]. Anyways, no one is ever perfect. If everyone or even some were perfect then we'd all be living under a goverment run by those group of people, and we'd have everything so bored down that we'd just go crazy with boredom. Perfection is a goal which will never be achieved. I'm with exactly what James said. Flaws are what make a kind of translucent perfection. Also, those flaws are what create conflict within a relationship. And from what I believe [i]conflict creates life[/i]. thus, life creates conflict.[/color]

[color=red] Well, I suppose I'll tell what I am going to do know. I'm not dressing up, I've decided this is the year I stop Trick or Treating. So basically, I'm just going to have to hand out the candy. My parents are [i]making[/i] me do so....but, hey, look at the bright side: I get free candy anyways. Well, that's about all that I'm doing. I'm not really into Halloween all that much, but I'll try to make it fun, I guess :)[/color]

[color=red] Yeh, as some of you know, or mostly, all of you know, today is October 31st: Halloween. So I decided to take the initiative and create a thread asking basically: What are you doing for Halloween. That is the basic question. But also I would like to know, that is if you are trick of treating: What costume you are wearing and [i]why[/i]. I don't have time to tell what I am doing, school is just beginning, but I'll certainly post it later.[/color]

[color=red] It was done on the AE Boards, so it's possible. I never got to fully use that feature, though. The boards soon thereafter were moved ect.[/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Cera [/i] [B][SIZE=1]I make little paper boxes out of wrapping paper, slip a poem and a chocolate in there, and hand them out to people at school. And I give people books. Because books are good.[/SIZE] [/B][/QUOTE] [color=red] That is so true. I love books, and I couldn't live without them. *hugs his book collection* ahh...books.[/color]

[color=red] Yes, good suggestion, Aspyxia, I'll change it. I do admit I did overuse the word then, but I had to because 1)I was writing in first person, and 2) this is a recount of an event that the unnamed character which I created is experiencing. Oh, and I'd like to ask one thing. What did you think happend at the end? Do you believe he was dreaming, ect, or do you have your own theory? Oh, and did you like how I left the ending for the reader (you) to decide what happend?[/color]

[color=red] Heh, it is a nice twisting story. But it still could be improved greatly. This is the rough, I'm guessing, Mike, so I'm not going to lay down lots of negativity. But yes, it could be much better improved. For one thing, it doesn't seem to flow...and I found myself losing interest at parts. But that could be easily fixed with more descriptive words, and an improvement on the vocabulary. If you want me to help you along with editing it, I'll be happy. Just PM me or whatever, and I'll help you make it better. But it was good. The basis and the idea of it were wonderful. It just could be improved muchly.[/color]

[color=red] Yes, it is obviously not so. I mean even giving it that, it isn't even the best game ever if you want to go farther. There are much better RPGs out there, and I think even FFX beats this one, although it might be close. So it is not the best RPG out there, it is a quite good game, but the flaws really brought it down for me, as well as the very vapid battle system. Because in RPGs the main thing you will be using is the battle system, and if it is particularly and conspicously boreful, it ruins most of the good experience usually found within a game. But still, some how, I still like Kingdom Hearts a lot, although that seems like saying much, it really isn't, considering all of the better games there are out there.[/color]

[color=red][size=1] Well, here's the final....[/size] "Forest of Fog" By: Mitchell Smith As I sat in the back of Mick's run down '87 Crown Victoria letting my mind wander, Mick suddenly broke my train of deep thought. "So, what're you gonna do when we get back?" he asked. I put up my head, losing my train of thought, and replied. "Not sure, Mick. I'll probably just relax." "Sounds like a plan ta me." After our short conversation, I regained my pensive train of thought. As I did, time seemed to begin to slow down to a blurred crawl, and my eyes slowly grew heavy with exasperation. I am unsure of when I drifted off into my deep sleep, but when I awoke, the then light-filled day had turned into a foggy shadow of a night. As I awoke from my deeply netted sleep, I first noticed Mick's door was ajar, and then that he was gone. I then saw the foggy night which had come while I slept. A fear then began to chill into my mind, but I firmly held it down. Mick had most likely gone out to go to the bathroom, I assured myself. It had to be as simple as that. But still, the fear needed a drink of the truth to cure its thirst. So I then took my shaky hand and hesitantly opened my door. Stepping out into that creepy fog, I panned into the distance looking for any sign of Mick. The fog was so deep that I could only see a few feet ahead. It looked like I was on the outskirts of a small forest directly by the highway. It seemed to me rather odd that Mick would stop, but I tried not to let that gain acceptance into my mind, lest it augment my already growing fear. And as I panned around, I found no sign of Mick. "Mick! Mick, are you out there!" I screamed. No answer, nothing. Just silence. An utter and devastating silence that ate away at my already thinly contained fear. Already I could feel my fear slowly fizzing out, contradicting my complete unwant of it. Yet still I sought to quell it all I could. "Mick, if this is a joke, it isn't funny!" I screamed yet again, my voice echoing this time with the power of my shout, as no answer was returned. I then slowly decided upon walking through the small forest, seeing if I could find Mick by luck of chance. I first retrieved Mick's emergency flashlight from his glove compartment, then I was off on my way. As I entered the dark forest, holding out my flashlight as if it were a protector, I called Mick's name a dozen more times, with no answer each and every time. And that is when the noise started. It was an intermittent noise, going from high to low, low to high. It sounded as if it was a roar, but at that time my fear was about, creatively creating images of what the shouter's appearance might have been, so I am unsure if what I believe it sounded like was truly the way which I perceived it. All I remember is that it was the most ferally fearful noise I have ever heard. It seemed to chill upon my spine and mingle within my deepest paranoia. It was torture just to hear the roar as it echoed throughout that forest. Pure torture. Through that piercing terror, my fear was immediately snapped into action, and that fear was all that I could feel pounding throughout my body. I then began running meanderingly, sensing that the creature that had made the roar was getting closer. As I ran, panic trodding throughout my body, I tripped over what looked to be a root from a tree, and I then ran head on into the grower of the root. As I awoke from my unconsciousness, I found myself back in Mick's car. Slowly I came to my senses, and I realized the door stood again ajar, as if by some replaying of the torturous event I had just lived. [/color]

[color=red] Hmm...well, I don't have a girlfriend to appraise about or anything but... I suppose I could not live my life without conflict. It is what keeps my life from being completly vapid and bland. It is also what helps me write more passionatly then I could ever. So yes, I think conlflict helps to keep my from losing my mind many a time. It just makes life more fun, although at times it can be quite dissapointing.[/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Break [/i] [B][size=1][color=crimson]I'm having that right now.. O_O[/size][/color] [/B][/QUOTE] [color=red] *stares at name, enunciating each word*...eh, I'm having that to [size=4]O[/size]_o[/color]

[color=red] What's so funny about your sig :confused: I have no clue :twitch:[/color]

[color=red] I am Mitchera...FEAR MY WRATH. Or I could be Ceritch...FEAR MY WRATH AGAIN. Or I could be Cermaitch...err, yeh. Hmm, I don't know why you would be getting a blank page...strange. [/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Shyguy [/i] [B][size=1]I want the complete Goofy DVD set that comes out this December. It has all of his solo cartoons, including the "How to" series. ^_^ ..and I want a car. But who can worry about a car when Goofy is on DVD?[/size] [/B][/QUOTE] [color=red]:laugh: ...heh, quite funny, lol. Well, I'd rather have a car then a Goofy DVD...but hey, I've already got my car, so I'll take the DVD *waits for Shy to get it so he can thieve it off of him*[/color]

[color=red] I already changed my name. And it isn't to confusing to the fact that their previous name is displayed in their sig. Also, this seems more geared to be in the [i]Suggestions and Feedback[/i] forum. Although I really think this thread has no point. But oh well, it hasn't broken any of the rules. So I'll move it on over there.[/color]

[color=red][i] After they had returned from their search, finding about a dozen people, Gurthang and Illuvatar set up a small camp to stay the night. They set up numerous tents, and started a large bonfire. They then cooked a large deer which one of the dozen people had managed to catch, and had a largely overindulging feast of venison. As they ate their large meal, a scout came running up, shouting: [b]Scout:[/b] The aliens are coming! Run!! Gurthang and Illuvatar, seemingly decided to be the leaders of this small band of people immediately told the people not to panic, to run away orderly. After they quickendly packed up their tents and stopped the bonfire, they quickly began to haste away from their encampment.[/i] OOC: Rather short, I know...but we need to get some life back into this. Harlequin, you are the aliens, correct? Then I suppose that it could be your aliens chasing me...if you would like.[/color]