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Post by *~The Snake Shadow~* on Aug 2, 2005 2:40:32 GMT
This is no big story, it's just a story for people who are curious on how I developed Katroti Opesi.
.:.::Chapter 1::.:.
I don't mean to brag, but I know I have a huge imagination. I know you're thinking "Oh my God she going to give us a lecture on her mind," but that isn't the case.
My mind keeps me entertained. When I was younger I used my imagination to make Elements, a game where witches were granted magical powers to defend the world. I played this game on the playground and when I was grounded mostly.
Now my mind keeps me entertained when I'm hanging around waiting or trying to get to sleep. It gets me through my sad times, my happy times, and my moody times.
Without my mind I think I could possibly go insane.
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Post by *~The Snake Shadow~* on Aug 2, 2005 3:21:41 GMT
.:.::Chapter 2::.:.
Ari He was the first "me" I made in my mind. Actually, there were several others, but she was the first with a name.
Ari He looked exactly like my 9 year old self. She had long thick brown hair and had eyes that would change color, just like me. She was of medium size, had my tanned skin, and was very tall.
I loved disappearing into my mind with Ari He. It was like being someone knew and a total stranger at the same time!
Ari He lived in a forest. She was one of the Nagi, an ancient people that were half human and half feline. She was born with a short tail that was retractable and could stretch to amazing lengths! She had claws and fangs and her left leg was amazingly weak like the rest of her tribe.
The tribe replaced their left legs with robotic ones, giving the Nagi superhuman strength! The Nagi were true warriors, but some of them preferred to be scientists and take care of the camp of which they lived.
Ari was a warrior. Over time she was the best spy and general for the Nagi. But that time vanished.
I could no longer think of anymore adventures that Ari could go on anymore. My mind gave up.
I was with Ari He Until I was 12 years old.
I was 13 when Katroti was created.
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Post by *~The Snake Shadow~* on Aug 2, 2005 3:24:38 GMT
((I know someone's out there reading the pathetic story of my mind! If you think this one is screwed up maybe I'll publish an even worse True Story...))
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Renthous Vacvar
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Post by Renthous Vacvar on Aug 2, 2005 3:45:26 GMT
meh not bad
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Post by *~The Snake Shadow~* on Aug 2, 2005 3:55:07 GMT
((I know. I just got a crazy feeling...*bangs head on keyboard.* I knew it. I am going insane!))
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Renthous Vacvar
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Post by Renthous Vacvar on Aug 2, 2005 3:56:03 GMT
ya but just don't pull anything as stupid as my avatar indicates
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Post by Darick on Aug 2, 2005 3:56:04 GMT
You're not alone.
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Post by *~The Snake Shadow~* on Aug 2, 2005 3:57:58 GMT
((lol, I knew I was a complete lunatic!))
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Post by Renthous Vacvar on Aug 2, 2005 4:20:04 GMT
nope, not really
::looks at little sisters fist fighting again::
not even close...
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Post by *~The Snake Shadow~* on Aug 2, 2005 4:32:57 GMT
((The next one is basically what happened in 6th grade for me. My friend and I made up an orginazation and it was completely ruined.
The Order: My 6th grade disaster: By a girl named Fireheart. Rating: PG to PG-13. Based on two other girls named Freak and Cool Chich and two guys named Mr. Toodles and Arcantho.))
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Post by Scarface on Aug 2, 2005 8:32:11 GMT
at least you have a creative imagination unlike some other people i know at school and sometimes with myself most of the time my mind concentrates on world events and horror books to add fuel to the fire in my stories
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Post by *~The Snake Shadow~* on Aug 2, 2005 18:27:31 GMT
((No, I'm just insane. Just ask anyone who knows me personally. Which is no one on this porboards. About 10 people know about the Order. I have to put this down somewhere because that's what my crazy mind is telling me to do.))
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Post by *~The Snake Shadow~* on Aug 2, 2005 19:04:38 GMT
.:.::Chapter 3::.:.
In that year from Ari He to Katroti Opesi I grew extremely bored. Time no longer passed by fast, it always went slow. I read alot, so I passed that slow time with books. The books allowed me to explore freely I created new characters for those books that were basically me.
One day, I was searching on the internet to see when the new book in Warriors was coming out. Then I saw all these weird web sites that were role-playing web sites. I clicked the top one and it was called. Warriors of the Forest.
The name excited me. I quickly joined by the name of Iceclaw. She was a cat with silvery fur and blue eyes. I was accepted by the other members and I quickly became one of the most active members. I won Warrior of the Week and had several characters.
After a while I stopped reading because there were no more books that truly excited me. When ever I read a book, sure there was shock and surprise, but after a while it was all the same. Good guys, bad guys, love, hate, you name it.
So I started writing my own story. I've stopped it now, but back then it was about four tribes in a forest. Similar to Ari He. However these people's ancestors came here because they didn't like modern society, they preferred to live alone.
But Katroti died there too.
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