This is the main convo between me n cor cor for the series. njoy.
god damit
12:13 AM
i closed the convo
12:13 AM
Me
Cor Cor
lol
12:13 AM
god damit now i got to type all of the info back in
12:14 AM
Me
Cor Cor
i srry
12:14 AM
ok. so he goes awol from his unit and goes into exile in a village where there are no questions asked about your past. so he lives there for the next couple years and then one day a surprise attack occurs on them
12:17 AM
Me
Cor Cor
ok
12:21 AM
dont kno how to help you, not good with military stuff
12:22 AM
he looks around and sees that children are murdered in cold blood. the villagers are all dead, the elder who was like a father to him since he arived there was murdered. he goes to his bunker and grabs the gun that he hasnt even touched since he left. he cocks it, closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, counts to three, and opens his eyes.
12:23 AM
what he sees is a place where no battle took place. it is the same before it was attacked. no dead, no exploded cars, no nothing. its the same village he lived in for the last few years sans the villagers. no one is there.
12:24 AM
all that remains from that attack is a message on the wall
12:25 AM
''No one thing is safe. You are not free. We know what you will do.""
12:27 AM
Me
Cor Cor
cryptic but good
12:28 AM
u think u can help me work with this?
12:29 AM
Me
Cor Cor
if you give me ideas what to say i can attempt to
12:30 AM
well i want u to help me make a basic story line to work with. from what u got now i was wonderin if u could make a story out of it. me n a friend are doing the same thing. eventually we can combine the story in a way to make a really good one.
12:31 AM
Me
Cor Cor
yeah i can try to see if i can come up with sumthing
12:32 AM
col. now i know that this is kinda pushin it but do you think you can get a basic story done by monday?
12:32 AM
Me
Cor Cor
i can try but if i cant come up with sumthin i'll let u kno
12:33 AM
if not than thats ok
12:33 AM
well we can work together on this.
12:34 AM
what do you see for this right now?
12:34 AM
Me
Cor Cor
well what do u want to murderers to be
12:35 AM
idk. right now i want it all to seem 'like he is going crazy but isnt.
12:36 AM
Me
Cor Cor
then have him imagine things
12:37 AM
welll thats what im avoiding.
12:37 AM
i want it to seem like he is but its a third party messin with his head. sort of a.....idk how to explaine it.
12:37 AM
have u ever played metal gear solid 2: the sons of liberty?
12:38 AM
thats got a good way of saying this
12:38 AM
Me
Cor Cor
no
12:39 AM
ok. u r gana get a link in a min. hold on.
12:40 AM
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_recurring_Metal_Gear_characters
12:49 AM
clickon the patriots
12:49 AM
hello?
12:51 AM
Me
Cor Cor
workin on it
12:51 AM
oh ok
12:52 AM
Me
Cor Cor
kk
12:56 AM
a third party controlling all. pullin all the strings. working behind the scenes. they run it all. not the president. not the goverment. not the king, queen, policeman, or mayor. they are the real power.
12:57 AM
Me
Cor Cor
kk
12:58 AM
and they have a special interest in our little friend
12:58 AM
i think that we can do alot with this
1:00 AM
Me
Cor Cor
yea
1:01 AM
so what u think? u got ne ideas for it?
1:01 AM
these men bhind the scenes have pulled every string and have made history what we know it as 2day. the sunk the titanic, started (and ended) WW1 & 2, brought down the trade towers, brought osama to where he is today, made the airplane, built the country that it is today, that sorto thing. people didnt do these things, these men, these agents did. they pulled every stop they could and we have no say in our lives. it may look it but they control all. they know and play our moves. like a game of chess
1:05 AM
Me
Cor Cor
i'll have to sleep on it for ideas
1:06 AM
ok
1:06 AM
can do
1:08 AM
u like where this story goes? cause if u are not interested thats fine. i just want to kno.
1:08 AM
Me
Cor Cor
its interesting so far
Monday, April 14, 2008
New series idea
so this soldier goes awol from his unit and goes into exile in a village where there are no questions asked about your past. so he lives there for the next couple years and then one day a surprise attack occurs on them
he looks around and sees that children are murdered in cold blood. the villagers are all dead, the elder who was like a father to him since he arived there was murdered. he goes to his bunker and grabs the gun that he hasnt even touched since he left. he cocks it, closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, counts to three, and opens his eyes.
what he sees is a place where no battle took place. it is the same before it was attacked. no dead, no exploded cars, no nothing. its the same village he lived in for the last few years sans the villagers. no one is there.
all that remains from that attack is a message on the wall
''No one thing is safe. You are not free. We know what you will do.""
right now i want it all to seem 'like he is going crazy but isnt.
i want it to seem like he is but its a third party messin with his head. sort of a.....idk how to explaine it.
a third party controlling all. pullin all the strings. working behind the scenes. they run it all. not the president. not the goverment. not the king, queen, policeman, or mayor. they are the real power.
and they have a special interest in our little friend
these men bhind the scenes have pulled every string and have made history what we know it as 2day. the sunk the titanic, started (and ended) WW1 & 2, brought down the trade towers, brought osama to where he is today, made the airplane, built the country that it is today, that sorto thing. people didnt do these things, these men, these agents did. they pulled every stop they could and we have no say in our lives. it may look it but they control all. they know and play our moves. like a game of chess
Me n Cori Marie were brainstormin ideas for this. so let us know what u think.
Ill publish the transcript l8r. if i can.
he looks around and sees that children are murdered in cold blood. the villagers are all dead, the elder who was like a father to him since he arived there was murdered. he goes to his bunker and grabs the gun that he hasnt even touched since he left. he cocks it, closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, counts to three, and opens his eyes.
what he sees is a place where no battle took place. it is the same before it was attacked. no dead, no exploded cars, no nothing. its the same village he lived in for the last few years sans the villagers. no one is there.
all that remains from that attack is a message on the wall
''No one thing is safe. You are not free. We know what you will do.""
right now i want it all to seem 'like he is going crazy but isnt.
i want it to seem like he is but its a third party messin with his head. sort of a.....idk how to explaine it.
a third party controlling all. pullin all the strings. working behind the scenes. they run it all. not the president. not the goverment. not the king, queen, policeman, or mayor. they are the real power.
and they have a special interest in our little friend
these men bhind the scenes have pulled every string and have made history what we know it as 2day. the sunk the titanic, started (and ended) WW1 & 2, brought down the trade towers, brought osama to where he is today, made the airplane, built the country that it is today, that sorto thing. people didnt do these things, these men, these agents did. they pulled every stop they could and we have no say in our lives. it may look it but they control all. they know and play our moves. like a game of chess
Me n Cori Marie were brainstormin ideas for this. so let us know what u think.
Ill publish the transcript l8r. if i can.
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
"Lascilo solo!" he demanded to be left alone. He knew he was being followed by something that roamed in the darkness, something he knew wasn't human. He moved more quickly along the cobblestone street, only to hear his own shoes clicking against the street. He felt a sudden chill pass over him, like being thrown into the Po River.
"Li otterro" the mysterious voice taunted.
Bruto was trying to figure out why the voice was saying that it will get him. Was it going to kill him? He felt his heart race at that thought. He took several deep breaths in attempt to slow it down. He didn't want to die at the age of twenty and five. His life was finally going in the right direction, he may have finally found the woman he wants to spend the rest of his life with. Sophia Milano, thinking of her brings him a feeling of happiness and security. Looking into her warm brown eyes, everything felt right.
"Li otterro!" the voice yelled.
"Lascilo solo! Non ho fatto niete a voi!" Bruto argued with the voice.
"Non importa a me. Faccio soltanto a che cosa me dico" the voice is only doing what he is told.
"Perche me allora?" Bruto questioned himself out loud. Why was it him?
Bruto was suddenly scared and felt the need to run. He broke out in a sprint in the opposite direction of the voice, running till he couldn't breathe air into his lungs. He almost crashed to a stop, panting for air.
Bruto still felt like he was being watched. He felt the darkness encircle him, his heart racing, feels a short, sharp pain in his neck. Darkness consumes him. *********
"Di disposizione giovani uno ancora" the calm voice soothed, steadying his movements.
"Siete sicuri" the voice kept repeating. Bruto felt safe and slept.
Bruto woke with an endless thirst. Just then a strange man brought a fresh kill and placed it at his feet.
"Bevanda. Guadagnerete rapidamente la resistenza da anima" the man said, then demonstrated when Bruto didn't understand. He sucked the animal dry, not thinking about the blood until he finished.
"Perche sono anima bevente? Che cosa e errato con me? Che cosa mi sono transformato in?" Bruto questioned himself irrationally.
"Siete appena come me. Ora siete un vampire, come sono io" the man explained.
A vampire? Bruto couldn't believe he was a monster. "Non sono come voi! Non sono un vampire!" he yelled at the man in disbelief.
"Sono Severan. Li aiutero fino a che non possiate arrangiarsi lei. Ora ascolti me" he commanded Bruto to listen to him.
"Dovete dimenticare tutto nella vostra vita precedente, non importeranno ora che site un vampire."
"Dimentichi Sophia? Nessun non passo dimenticarlo. La amo con tutto il mio cuore!" Bruto yelled at Severan.
"Li otterro" the mysterious voice taunted.
Bruto was trying to figure out why the voice was saying that it will get him. Was it going to kill him? He felt his heart race at that thought. He took several deep breaths in attempt to slow it down. He didn't want to die at the age of twenty and five. His life was finally going in the right direction, he may have finally found the woman he wants to spend the rest of his life with. Sophia Milano, thinking of her brings him a feeling of happiness and security. Looking into her warm brown eyes, everything felt right.
"Li otterro!" the voice yelled.
"Lascilo solo! Non ho fatto niete a voi!" Bruto argued with the voice.
"Non importa a me. Faccio soltanto a che cosa me dico" the voice is only doing what he is told.
"Perche me allora?" Bruto questioned himself out loud. Why was it him?
Bruto was suddenly scared and felt the need to run. He broke out in a sprint in the opposite direction of the voice, running till he couldn't breathe air into his lungs. He almost crashed to a stop, panting for air.
Bruto still felt like he was being watched. He felt the darkness encircle him, his heart racing, feels a short, sharp pain in his neck. Darkness consumes him. *********
"Di disposizione giovani uno ancora" the calm voice soothed, steadying his movements.
"Siete sicuri" the voice kept repeating. Bruto felt safe and slept.
Bruto woke with an endless thirst. Just then a strange man brought a fresh kill and placed it at his feet.
"Bevanda. Guadagnerete rapidamente la resistenza da anima" the man said, then demonstrated when Bruto didn't understand. He sucked the animal dry, not thinking about the blood until he finished.
"Perche sono anima bevente? Che cosa e errato con me? Che cosa mi sono transformato in?" Bruto questioned himself irrationally.
"Siete appena come me. Ora siete un vampire, come sono io" the man explained.
A vampire? Bruto couldn't believe he was a monster. "Non sono come voi! Non sono un vampire!" he yelled at the man in disbelief.
"Sono Severan. Li aiutero fino a che non possiate arrangiarsi lei. Ora ascolti me" he commanded Bruto to listen to him.
"Dovete dimenticare tutto nella vostra vita precedente, non importeranno ora che site un vampire."
"Dimentichi Sophia? Nessun non passo dimenticarlo. La amo con tutto il mio cuore!" Bruto yelled at Severan.
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