Yeah.....well that wasnt actually a fight....
I mean not quite. It was more like a butthurt, kid 1 totally whooped kid 2's ass...so yeah 
Ok, I'm half-kidding here, but you know what I mean 
"Mr Anderson, welcome back....we missed you...."
First of all, please skidi a few full stops or periods....please
Second of all, I would say that while that is not nice thing to happen....kid 2 deserved it. that was just a lame bluff!!
THats rule one. Never talk big if you cannot back it up.
To have that happen behind you must have been scary but its all right. Boys will be boys.(someone is probably gonna dispute this)
AHHHHHHH but its true. Technically in a fight there is some form of conflict. Its more like one just well he chuck norrised that guy
Altaux........FAIL 
First of all, kid 2 didnt deserve it at all. A comment of "watch out" was definitely not worth a nasty beating.
Secondly, I feel like kid 1 bumped into kid 2 on purpose, in order to start a fight, and to have the excuse of "he taunted me into it". Which is extremely lame.
Thirdly, yes kid 2 was kinda gay, not being able to back himself up, and at least try to fight the other guy off.
Lastly, a fight is like poker most of the time. Aggressive = WIN, in most cases. Especially when the other person is intimidated by you.
"Mr Anderson, welcome back....we missed you...."
Ahhh but around some people.(most of my friends for example) a remark like that is all that it would take to result in some form of response. Most of my friends and yes I included just go the intimidation route. Like you pretend to be taking a quick step in his direction. He jumps back, you laugh in his face. He stands his ground, you either make a friendly jesture or only violence can result.
kid 2 didnt deserve it kid one just decided to vent his anger on kid 2
This was Veer for sure
| internet coolguy | ||
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n. An internet coolguy is often annoying and extremely disrespectful on the internet, but hilarious. Internet coolguys don't play by the rules, piss off internet toughguys, and use the internet for one thing and one thing only: to make other people feel worse about themselves. The internet coolguy will ask you questions about your personal life in order to feel out how important the internet is to you. Upon discovering significant importance, the internet coolguy will proceed to call you derogatory and hateful names until you either cry, get mad, fight back, or report them. The only way to defeat an internet coolguy is to either ignore him (no matter how difficult) or come to realize just how funny he actually is.
internet victim: "I'm on the phone with xBox support right now reporting your gamertag."
internet coolguy: "You think I care? Do you have any idea how many people have reported me? Tell ya what, call the person on the phone a fag too for me. And then tell them how much of a pussy you are for being a little tattle-tale." |
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chapter 1 part one of my new book
“Mark..., Mark, wake up you lazy child”. I opened my eyes blinking out the morning sun that found its way in. “come on boy, time to meet your wife”. I got up trying to act surprised, I already knew who I was going to marry I was already secretly seeing her years before now. I was lucky that she was to be my arrange bride. “Fine, fine, I’m up” I grumbled as I jumped down from the rafters where I slept. I looked to see who woke me. It was my father a large ape of a man with bulging arms he looked like he could smith iron with his bare hands. “Before we meet that girl of your let’s get you your sword” he had a deep voice that sounded as if it came from within a wine keg. “Yes sir, but can we hurry I’m eager to meet my wife”. In my village when you turn sixteen you have an arranged marriage, and you also join the defense force. I walk out the front door heading for the black smith.
At the top of the hill I looked across the valley where we lived. The bakers and slaughter house were on the west side the chiefs home stood in the center and the armory and smith was on the northern edge. “Marcus” only one person said my full name. “Syllin…” I turned around only to be tackled to the ground. Syllins golden hair tickled my nose. I opened my eyes to see to large blue ones looking back at me. “Hey you” she said in a cheery voice. “hey” I said lifting her up. She gave a squeak of protest but I flipped her over and got on top. “I win” I said with a smile. “no you don’t” then she lifted me up a next thing I know I’m back on my back. “I win” she said smiling back. I looked over and saw that we were close to the edge of the hill. She looked over and realized what I was thinking “don’t do it” she said. “what” I said in a sly tone, then I flipped her back over and we started to roll down the hill. The entire way down we were wrestling to get on top. When we came to a stop she was. “I win” she said, a glint of triumph in her eyes.
Fine “you wi…” I was stopped suddenly by another voice. “look at you two not even married yet and your all over each other”. I looked over to see my brother Aden he was returning from patrol. “Aden, how was patrol”. Syllin rolled of laying next o me. “it was bad brother…” there was a sad look in his eyes. “What happened” I sat up worried. “More bandits, nothing we couldn’t handle but Jarrod was killed” Aden shook his head in defeat. “I’m sorry to hear that brother I know he was your good friend I will be sure that a grand funeral is held for him” I said sadness in my voice. “ don’t worry about it mark, your wedding is today and I don’t wa…” I rose my hand to stop him. “Aden, he was my friend as much as he was yours we will hold my wedding in the morning and lay Jarrod to rest to night”. Tears started to form in his eyes “thank you, this means a lot to me”
I left Aden to deal with his grief. And Syllin needed to see her father about rescheduling the wedding. I headed up the hill towards the black smith. I knew I was close when I could hear the ring of iron the hiss of steam. I walked up to the building. It was large with no walls to keep the heat down. “Dan, you here” I called. “I’m over here I just finished your sword and amour” he called, somewhere in the back. I walked behind the storage shed to find Dan snapping the last strap to my armor. “what do you think Marcus good for your wedding” he said holding up the steel and silver suit. “sorry Dan, no wedding today only a funeral” he gave me a strange look. “ what do you mean boy” I put a hand on his muscular shoulder “Dan”. I struggled for words. “your son is dead".
Blame the Urban Dictionary
Really good SKIDI!!
3 COMMENTS
1) Your grammar has really improved i am impressed. Honestly
2) What happened to the others, if you keep start and stopping you will never finish, but if you finished the others then that is fine
3)ummmmmmm blue cheese(sorry over estimated all i had to say)
OK, seriously WTF 
Just when I'm about to go to bed, I see you and Skidi posting the stories of your lives (huge posts).
Oh well, now I cant go to bed just yet..... 
n. An internet coolguy is often annoying and extremely disrespectful on the internet, but hilarious. Internet coolguys don't play by the rules, piss off internet toughguys, and use the internet for one thing and one thing only: to make other people feel worse about themselves. The internet coolguy will ask you questions about your personal life in order to feel out how important the internet is to you. Upon discovering significant importance, the internet coolguy will proceed to call you derogatory and hateful names until you either cry, get mad, fight back, or report them. The only way to defeat an internet coolguy is to either ignore him (no matter how difficult) or come to realize just how funny he actually is.
internet victim: "I'm on the phone with xBox support right now reporting your gamertag."
internet coolguy: "You think I care? Do you have any idea how many people have reported me? Tell ya what, call the person on the phone a fag too for me. And then tell them how much of a pussy you are for being a little tattle-tale."
LOL, I first clicked the link and read the Urban dictionary page, and then I started reading your post, realizing that it was the same 
But yeah, Veers was like that, pretty much.
Although the name "internet coolguy" is kinda NOT so fitting to the description.
"Mr Anderson, welcome back....we missed you...."
Yeah, Shiro is correct, I was obviously exaggerating
"Mr Anderson, welcome back....we missed you...."
Dont do WHAT?
Anyway, this is goodnight for me....see ya all tomorrow 
"Mr Anderson, welcome back....we missed you...."
Know what I think i am out too. C YA!!!!
Rule 29 states: In the internet all girls are men and all kids are undercover FBI agents.
Rule 30 states: There are no girls on the internet.
Not that bad. Everybody knows it'll be either the Russians or the Chinese or the Germans that take over the world. My money's on a joint Russo-German empire.
"I don't grin like a moron, I grin like a sociopath." | Clinicalizing everything makes you sound like a genius or an ass.
Hey, the Germans are already working on it. They don't need the Russians. Have you noticed how, while we all suffer in the credit crunch, they seem to have been first on their feet, and they're not helping anyone? Economic takeover, people... They've clicked that they can't beat the Brits (and Americans, of course), so they can't have Europe. They can't beat the Russians so they can't have Asia. But nobody notices the stealthy monetary invasion... 
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