"Hey Davey, this kid calls himself shithead!" "No way." "Shithead. My name is shithead. My parents call me shithead. I am shithead." "No kidding, it's on his little jacket and everything! Hey kid, it looks like you've been wearing that thing since since you was 10." "I have. my father beat me when i took it off." "Hey Jimbo, this kids givin' me eyes. Let's scoot." "I should be getting home as well." Shithead realigned Davey's head as he walked back down the alley to the cardboard box that constituted for a home.
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph):
Shithead doesn't have a name. Not a proper one, at least. His mother, Haley, and his father, Ringo were too busy Jetting to give him one. Jet is bad. They called him Shithead, so I guess that's his name. Shithead had a scarring childhood. All the other kids ran away giggling, the insults they hurled over their shoulders cutting through him like his fathers knife. Home was bad. Home was bad, bad, bad, bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad. Bad. Home was where the Jet was, where his father was, where the screaming, and the yelling, hitting, cutting and crying were. Home was where his father hit him. Home was where his father beat him, and cut him, and locked him under the stairs for days on end. Jet was bad. home was bad. But the alley, the alley was good. The alley was his safe place. The alley was his special place. The alley was a nice place, a quiet place. There was noJet, no screaming, no yelling, hitting, cutting and crying. His father couldn't beat him in the alley. His mother couldn't throw him in the alley. His brother, Aaron, couldn't put him in the dishwasher in the alley. His sister, Janet, couldn't put a fur coat on him and make him kiss one of the neighborhood strays while her and her friends watched. And laughed. God, the laughing. The laughing, cutting in to him like a knife. Like his father's knife. The alley was safe, the alley was good. Shithead liked the alley. The alley was his. Until them. Them, they smelt of it. they smelt of screaming, they smelt of yelling, hitting, cutting and crying. They smelt of Jet. Jet was bad. Alley was good. Bad is not good. Jet was not alley. Jet should not be in the alley. But it was. They had it. He saw them. They had the screaming, they had the yelling, the hitting and cutting and crying and the stairs, oh god the stairs. Shithead had to do something about it. One day, he killed them. He killed the Jet. He killed the screaming, he killed the yelling, hitting, cutting and crying. Haley Ringo Aaron Janet. He put their heads in a dumpster. Davey Jimbo. He put their heads in the alley. He talked to them. He didn't say anything, because then he would would feel the hitting and cutting. He talked to them all through is childhood, and in to his adult years. He never took the jacket off, because then he would feel the screaming, he would feel the yelling and the crying. And the stairs, oh god the stairs. But the alley, the alley was safe. The alley was good. Jet was bad.
"Hey Davey, this kid calls himself shithead!" "No way." "Shithead. My name is shithead. My parents call me shithead. I am shithead." "No kidding, it's on his little jacket and everything! Hey kid, it looks like you've been wearing that thing since since you was 10." "I have. my father beat me when i took it off." "Hey Jimbo, this kids givin' me eyes. Let's scoot." "I should be getting home as well." Shithead realigned Davey's head as he walked back down the alley to the cardboard box that constituted for a home.
Character biography, (must be at least 1 paragraph):
Shithead doesn't have a name. Not a proper one, at least. His mother, Haley, and his father, Ringo were too busy Jetting to give him one. Jet is bad. They called him Shithead, so I guess that's his name. Shithead had a scarring childhood. All the other kids ran away giggling, the insults they hurled over their shoulders cutting through him like his fathers knife. Home was bad. Home was bad, bad, bad, bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad. Bad. Home was where the Jet was, where his father was, where the screaming, and the yelling, hitting, cutting and crying were. Home was where his father hit him. Home was where his father beat him, and cut him, and locked him under the stairs for days on end. Jet was bad. home was bad. But the alley, the alley was good. The alley was his safe place. The alley was his special place. The alley was a nice place, a quiet place. There was noJet, no screaming, no yelling, hitting, cutting and crying. His father couldn't beat him in the alley. His mother couldn't throw him in the alley. His brother, Aaron, couldn't put him in the dishwasher in the alley. His sister, Janet, couldn't put a fur coat on him and make him kiss one of the neighborhood strays while her and her friends watched. And laughed. God, the laughing. The laughing, cutting in to him like a knife. Like his father's knife. The alley was safe, the alley was good. Shithead liked the alley. The alley was his. Until them. Them, they smelt of it. they smelt of screaming, they smelt of yelling, hitting, cutting and crying. They smelt of Jet. Jet was bad. Alley was good. Bad is not good. Jet was not alley. Jet should not be in the alley. But it was. They had it. He saw them. They had the screaming, they had the yelling, the hitting and cutting and crying and the stairs, oh god the stairs. Shithead had to do something about it. One day, he killed them. He killed the Jet. He killed the screaming, he killed the yelling, hitting, cutting and crying. Haley Ringo Aron Janet. He put their heads in a dumpster. Davey Jimbo. He put their heads in the alley. He talked to them. He didn't say anything, because then he would would feel the hitting and cutting. He talked to them all through is childhood, and in to his adult years. He never took the jacket off, because then he would feel the screaming, he would feel the yelling and the crying. And the stairs, oh god the stairs. But the alley, the alley was safe. The alley was good. Jet was bad.
Ok, This thread is way to good to die, so I've decided to help it along by sharing one of my own "inventions" I give you: The Squid... Thing!!!
... Alright, I'm not really good at names. Anyways, It's time I showed you how to make it!
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Amazing!
Edit: I just realised something: For all the support you give this thread, you've never repped :P. I'm not complaining, or urging you too, I just thought it was funny.
NERDBOY, YOU JUST KEEP FINDING MORE WAYS TO MAKE ME LOVE YOU! (Sorry, thought you were ner-boy) I have been looking for an old fashioned gun mod since Ye Olde Minegunner was discontinued, great work.
Awwwww, come on people, this thread's to good to die! It has so many brilliant ideas!
Thank you! And this thread is only dying because it was moved to the screenshots section. People see "Machine Gun" in the screenshots section and assume I've just built some guns. Sad to think that this thread is dead because I thought that it would be a good idea to add a visual element to the tutorial. Hey, the Art of War thread sure has a lot of screenshots, shouldn't it be moved here?
I too use Technic, but my Nuclear Power Plant (currently have 10 nuclear reactors with maximum cooling + output) hooked up to 20 quarries hooked up to 1 energy condenser gives me insane amounts of diamonds, so I don't have to worry about choosing what to mine. But back when I still had to mine (now I just fly around shooting stuff) I collected every single piece of iron and coal that I could find.
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I was having such a great time.
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I had an image.
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"Hey Davey, this kid calls himself shithead!"
"No way."
"Shithead. My name is shithead. My parents call me shithead. I am shithead."
"No kidding, it's on his little jacket and everything! Hey kid, it looks like you've been wearing that thing since since you was 10."
"I have. my father beat me when i took it off."
"Hey Jimbo, this kids givin' me eyes. Let's scoot."
"I should be getting home as well."
Shithead realigned Davey's head as he walked back down the alley to the cardboard box that constituted for a home.
Shithead doesn't have a name. Not a proper one, at least. His mother, Haley, and his father, Ringo were too busy Jetting to give him one. Jet is bad. They called him Shithead, so I guess that's his name. Shithead had a scarring childhood. All the other kids ran away giggling, the insults they hurled over their shoulders cutting through him like his fathers knife. Home was bad. Home was bad, bad, bad, bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad. Bad. Home was where the Jet was, where his father was, where the screaming, and the yelling, hitting, cutting and crying were. Home was where his father hit him. Home was where his father beat him, and cut him, and locked him under the stairs for days on end. Jet was bad. home was bad. But the alley, the alley was good. The alley was his safe place. The alley was his special place. The alley was a nice place, a quiet place. There was noJet, no screaming, no yelling, hitting, cutting and crying. His father couldn't beat him in the alley. His mother couldn't throw him in the alley. His brother, Aaron, couldn't put him in the dishwasher in the alley. His sister, Janet, couldn't put a fur coat on him and make him kiss one of the neighborhood strays while her and her friends watched. And laughed. God, the laughing. The laughing, cutting in to him like a knife. Like his father's knife. The alley was safe, the alley was good. Shithead liked the alley. The alley was his. Until them. Them, they smelt of it. they smelt of screaming, they smelt of yelling, hitting, cutting and crying. They smelt of Jet. Jet was bad. Alley was good. Bad is not good. Jet was not alley. Jet should not be in the alley. But it was. They had it. He saw them. They had the screaming, they had the yelling, the hitting and cutting and crying and the stairs, oh god the stairs. Shithead had to do something about it. One day, he killed them. He killed the Jet. He killed the screaming, he killed the yelling, hitting, cutting and crying. Haley Ringo Aaron Janet. He put their heads in a dumpster. Davey Jimbo. He put their heads in the alley. He talked to them. He didn't say anything, because then he would would feel the hitting and cutting. He talked to them all through is childhood, and in to his adult years. He never took the jacket off, because then he would feel the screaming, he would feel the yelling and the crying. And the stairs, oh god the stairs. But the alley, the alley was safe. The alley was good. Jet was bad.
Please, for the love of god don't quote the whole thing. Cut it down to their IGN or something.
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Agreed. Staying out of this one.
Ok.
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Wait, what? I thought you had to find a fac in-game to join them? Or am I missing something?
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"Hey Davey, this kid calls himself shithead!"
"No way."
"Shithead. My name is shithead. My parents call me shithead. I am shithead."
"No kidding, it's on his little jacket and everything! Hey kid, it looks like you've been wearing that thing since since you was 10."
"I have. my father beat me when i took it off."
"Hey Jimbo, this kids givin' me eyes. Let's scoot."
"I should be getting home as well."
Shithead realigned Davey's head as he walked back down the alley to the cardboard box that constituted for a home.
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Repping is pressing the little green button at the bottom right of the post.
Edit: Added a video to the OP. Check it out!
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Amazing!
Edit: I just realised something: For all the support you give this thread, you've never repped :P. I'm not complaining, or urging you too, I just thought it was funny.
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NERDBOY, YOU JUST KEEP FINDING MORE WAYS TO MAKE ME LOVE YOU!(Sorry, thought you were ner-boy) I have been looking for an old fashioned gun mod since Ye Olde Minegunner was discontinued, great work.0
Thank you! And this thread is only dying because it was moved to the screenshots section. People see "Machine Gun" in the screenshots section and assume I've just built some guns. Sad to think that this thread is dead because I thought that it would be a good idea to add a visual element to the tutorial. Hey, the Art of War thread sure has a lot of screenshots, shouldn't it be moved here?
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To see the relation between what you earn and what you play on, obviously.
Also, I forgot that the currency was USD, so I put 75-99k. I'm not that rich D: