Cortez, there's a lot I have to fight back here..... Two pronged NMX and Jody attack, not easy to deflect.
Nothing to be gained from lying, right? Thus, I shall speak truth here, and only that.
I have a lot of strange occurences happen to me. Do I want them to happen? Not at all. You may not believe me, but it's true.
Is there something especially unbeleiveable with a silent kid, having trouble in science class with getting the teacher to understand sign lanuguage, becoming his friend, then him dieing by falling off the stairs?
Or a very smart girl getting chased off from devilish parents and going to her best friends house for help? And then diving into the wrong place and failing to survive it?
Enough of that though.
About what you first said there, NMX...
I do indeed hate my first name of Devon. Faris knew that, and it's probably more instinctive for everyone here to type Swift instead of Devon. I called her Faris, she called me Swift. We liked our nicknames more than our real names.
Why can't someone type when they're bleeding? It wasn't her bleeding to death that killed her, Tony's knife did that, not loss of blood.
It may all seem unreal to you, but is there something I've said that makes it not true? Anything impossible that made you disbelieve?
Whoever Oliver Eisler is, I'm not sure exactly, but if it's truth, then can it come off as a bad lie? Possibly, depends on what you think.
And you already hated me, NMX, so what's changed since now? I don't hate you, not now or then even. You're simply feeling the same thing that so many others are too.
And I need no help, since I've been checked and nothing is wrong with me.
But hey, like you said, you don't give a flying fuck and you don't care what else I have to say. Can't see why you would care to read this.
Now for Jody....
You seem to think that one of the reasons for this is me being bored.
I have a 20 acre forest! I have a quad! I have a computer with more DOS games than I could ever want, almost, and connections to many more! And I can write, you've read Snowcraft, or at least portions of it. And you've seen my sprites I made. Whether you think i made them reamains to be seen, but with those ablities, why would I be bored? I haven't been bored for years, long before I joined TPH even.
but onto your points...
-Kary can get a connection, but lacks a computer that can use the internet. Minion is but a 12 year old, so naturally his parents won't let him onto public chat places like this. Broom's parents are insecure like hell and won't let him use his internet hardly.
-Have you tried talking only in IM's in person, reading out what you type out loud? Not only is it fun, but whatever we say on there is things we want you to see too. If me and Minion argued in speech only, would we be as funny as we are? No, because we want you all to read what we say, because we enjoy making others laugh.
-And when we type back and forth, the keyboard doesn't move. Most times Faris or me are in the chair seat, and the other on the armchair, someone else on the other arm chair, and whoever else in a stool that can lean over when they want to say something.
-My parents may let me have friends over a lot, but they make me do a LOT of housework, even if I don't say that I do. Everyone else does work, too. Minion, Kary, Faris, they all do. Kary broke her toe hauling metal in my yard, and I broke an arm unshingeling the roof of a garage my dad wants torn down. Everytime someone comes over, work is put on them. It gets down much faster with 3 working instead of 1. I'm positive that's what my parents think, though I can't be sure.
-I already covered Broom earlier. His parents are insecure things that don't seem to realize that he's 16.
-And my parents let Lacus live here because they're not mean enough to just toss her out, not when there's an extra pair of hands to have work done with.
-Faris's computer she said she had when we were camping, but turns out she didn't have one.... a lie on her part, she had me convinced that she did. Oops, didn't tell anyone? Must be my secretkeeper job at work.
-As I stated before, that number worked for me. Why it didn't for Lazlo is beyond me, it always does when I use it.
-I use people's real names when I'm being serious. If Kary is getting too far in her 2x4 action, and I say "Kirsten! Stop!" she'll stop, but if I go "Kary, stop!" she mot likely won't. Besides, even though you know he calls himself Drifter, or Trigger, I still see you calling him Jason, Jody.
-They might have done that, if TPH had more fonts, or if they get a good enough avatar that they want to show it off with. Minion uses my account enough times, he adds the little arrow thing and you know it's him. Kary did pose a few of my posts, though. 'Accidently' forgot to llog me out, she says...
-Oh smart idea, Jody. If you're going to die in a few seconds, and you know it, usually you try harder to get the messge out. She still didn't get it all out, though.
-Faris had heavy shoes on. When kicked with those, normally your neck doesn't stay in the normal layers of skin. And it probably wasn't a direct kick, it could have peeled Tony's skin. I don't know, I wasn't there when it happened, and I saw a lot of blood coming out of his neck.
-She had typed her last words in MS Word, meaning, AUTOCORRECTIONS! and pressing a space button takes SO much effort.
-So I had in all 5 friends at school out of... oh, is it 850 people that hate me. Oh yeah, LOTS of friends.
-There are disgusting people everywhere, we of all people know that, so what's unlikely about having a non-caring set of parents, and another pair that like to get drunk? Dekar and Erim's parents were drunk when they chased them out, sober when they took them back in.
-When Faris met me, her knowledge of computers was very slim. basically she knew how to put letters together, not much else. She saw how I typed, and learnt from there. Just a hypothesis, don't blame me for thinking.
-So I have.... Drifter and Kasai to stand by me. Well, better than nothing. Can't complain about what I have, can I? They just see the truth where you don't.
-You're acting on the natural human nature of doubting what isn't proven. And I can't blame you for that.
-Middle of no where? I live an hours driving distance from the largest mall in the world. I would like to gt a job, but living so far from town with parents that won't drive me because then I'm not around at home to do work that otherwise they would be doing. Boredom and lack of entertaining location disproved. [and Phex is more than willing to take me places, and he lives in Edmonton. I don't have to go with my parents.]
-You don't want me with Antha? I don't know if you approved of us being together from the start. And she's too nice to just leave you because you doubt my friends existence. What she thinks of me is up to her, so we'll leave it for her to decide.
Any other takers? Doubt still remaining?