Asmadeus

Nice job here, the songs all have some nice melodies and they follow one another quite fluently and nicely - and the stories are all either funny or relating deep feelings, which makes the compilation very interesting. I really couldn't say which one of theses have the best story, they all could be listened to thousand times, and I also like most of the songs' musicality as well. I generally prefer the lively rythm from the first tracks to the slower last few, but I'm not able to set my mind on a top. Let's just say that all the songs are first

OOC: Gryphon's picture do work, just have to visit one of his website page by stripping the url after the dot net, and then go back to the picture. Sad image linking protection Have you ever ... Been up the whole night because you wanted something so much that it was worth failing an important school-test ? Waited a few hours for the rain to begin just outside your house ? Howled at the moon with people around ? (Unsuccessfully tried to make your father stop smoking for about ten years ?... *coughs*)

I blame the lib subject, my -like ending adjectives are really miles away from any possible meaning

And I've choosen... Madlib Formula #556 Rainbow - 'Myriadlib' ! By the way, do not even think of reading my two adjectives ending in "-like" ; really. I'll change 'em tomorrow or the day after latest. (or not) 1) [A Vehicle] giant myriadipede 2) [Verb, Past Tense] duplicated 3) [Plural Noun] pixels 4) [Verb, Past Tense] reproduced 5) [Adjective Ending in "-like"] chinese population-like 6) [A Number] 10'000 7) [Plural Noun] ants [Feature of Said Plural Noun (7)] legs 9) [Article of Clothing] chainmail 10) [Adverb] exponentially 11) [Adjective] numerous 12) [A Hair Accessory] comb 13) [Adjective] infinite 14) [Part of Body] hair 15) [An Artifact] Cornu Copia 16) [Noun] Universe 17) [Plural Noun] bubbles 18) [superlative Adjective (i.e longest, lowest, etc.)] most 19) [Formal Title for a Person] Creator of the Infinity 20) [Adjective Ending in "-like"] wheatseed-like

"Hey ! What are you doing here ?" Asked Bottox O'Callaghan, a Leprechaun, seeing something at the end of his personal rainbow. Everyone know there's a pot of gold there... Even Goblins, like the one Bottox saw an instant ago, filling its rags with pure gold... But that wasn't for its good, since as a herd of Elephants headed toward it, and it was too busy to notice it ! Poor creature, it was completely crushed by the pachyderms. The heartless green person rode his rainbow away after packing up his gold, since the place wasn't safe for it anymore, and warned some of his friends around a cup of tea that they might want to hide their treasures better for safety... New words : - Magic - Raw - Delete - Fur

A Gnomie enters the Garden Gnome Recreation Center, takes a look around to see what is here, and quickly gets angry : "How DARE you calling this place a GNOME garden ? I don't see anything made for gnomes ! It's all still a few inches too big !" He glances at the statue, desk, bullet... "Look, that statue is 2.145 inches too high, the desk 1.68, and that bullet could be used as a chair !" He pulls out some kind of shovel and digs into the candy. Or try to, at least : it didn't even scratch it. He decides to leap it, and it tasted quite good, so he didn't comment about it. He keeps trying every single stuff, moaning about everything, and once he is done with the whole lot he pulls out a TOOLBOX out of nowhere and adds it. He nods : "THAT was the missing thing ! No gear, metal bit, rod, nothing ! And it's not even messy !" He throws some broken contraptions on the ground... "Way better now." He turns back and leave the garden, happy of what he has done.

Hum... I didn't even think at making a story out of that, but I'll be working on it and write down some more ideas and develop a bit more, since you liked it (but it's always been my major problem whenever I had to write something, I'm always saying the least that's possible, and even maybe less sometimes...) Anyway, thanks for the good comments (By the way, I've watched quite a bunch of the Star Trek : The Next Generation but I don't recall that one, it might just have been a dream, or not, I'll probably never know)

Well, how weird it seems to be, I give full credits to an old dream of mine, since I think the story I'm recounting comes from one... Unless if it was from a (very) short novel I've totally forgotten. But if it does ring a bell to anyone, even if it's quite far from what they remember, that'd be nice Also, forgive me if what you're going to read has no meaning... It wouldn't surprise me. By the way, any comment is welcome ----- In a close future, a young 16 year-olded lady is having her final exam, which will define her whole life. This exam is not like any you might have seen, it is only a one-hour simulation : the candidate sits on a chair, gets electrodes all over their body, and is sent to a virtual word supposed to recreate a part of ours. The guy is supposed to cope with it and manage to perform a few tasks, as if they were really in such a case, while an examiner is watching their actions. Well, once comfortably seated, that girl begins to distinguish where she is. It is a lovely road, next to a lake, and with some kind of mountain behind the water. On the other side of the road, she can see countless fields of corn. Moreover, it was very cold, and she was thinking that she might be in Sweden when some old man walked toward her. When he came into the reach of her voice, she saluted him in a close-to-perfect Swedish, and asked him where was the closest city. She knew that she was right when he answered in the same tongue, and he pointed out that there were no big town around, but that there were a travelling band of circus entertainers close by. She then walked for a while, and talked to the chief, then manageed to get enroled into the troupe : She'd be taken along as long as she participates in the aerialist part, since they were lacking an artist... And since she'd done a great performance when she had been asked to show what she was able to, as far as circus is concerned. At the end of the first representation, she "wakes up" and sees about ten faces staring at her, along with another ten watching the screen where "her world" showed... When she asks why everyone's watching, she's congratuled by her examiner and a few others for having the best possible mark, and being sorry for having her test during three times its intended duration. Learning that it's been too long, she asks after her father who was supposed to wait outside for her to come back, and since he didn't come in to see why she was late, the whole bunch of people goes out at once and see a man on a bench, staring at a little square item. Once smiling, once frowning, then laughing again : he was reading a book.

I did try to write my name with my own blood... I've ran out after like five letter, it isn't that easy to get a relyable source of blood when you want "just a bit, but no waste either" Anyway... Have you ever... lacked ideas on what you might have done that's not common ? Have you ever typed on a keyboard that's WITHOUT the "a", "z", "e", and "r" keys ? (There are way too many "e", "r" and "a" in English, I'm taking hours to type a single line... At least I can think on what to write next while I focus on filling the blancs...)

Physics

"I'm at the line (I'm never crossing that line)" I'm facing the unknown, Mom told me to not to. Shall I go exploring ? Mom told me to not to. But what if I go past that line ? I know I didn't adjure, But Mom'll blame me, for sure. She'll make another line, And she won't be happy. Maybe if I ask her, She could make a new line. A long and far line, then I'd explore till nine, And discover new things, untill I catch the line... But then I'll ask again, and it would be all fine ! _____________ I don't like very much my first part, but well, it can't be helped, I'm lacking some ideas... But at least I'll can say "I've done something !" Teheeheee... _____________ "What can I do right now ?"

That's one of the funniest things I've read so far, and god (or any other guy that watched me all over my life) knows I've read alot of funny things ! Now hang on a minute, I have a few calls to do

Farewell

I'm not very music... And I'm way too young for the 70's... So... (Isn't that bunny CUTE ?)

I guess I'm set for wishing a late-happy birthday as well... So... Happy Birthday ! (Or happy Transformation Day, depending if you're a Racouol-believer or not)

Asmadeus makes a step forward, and hesitate a moment before speaking since he is a very new member "As a newcommer, it was hard for me to find place in which I could speak or write something, because (and Minta (Quincunx)'ll tell you) I really love to make the contrary of you all, which is to absolutely not to think and write down whatever bumps in my head. Well, don't come to imagine yourself that I cannot take some times to ponder a few hours on a specific subject either, but I prefer to shout my first, true feeling loud, even if it is not likely to be sane. For this reason, I have to agree with everyone here who said to "speak" and I'd love more "chitchat" discussions in this room. - Well, since everyone said we all should speak more, why aren't we already ? For some particular reasons, I don't like to create new topics much, but I will always be here to answer to anything whenether I know or not (there is nothing worst than not having an answer at all to a serious question when nobody knows, I prefer by far having everyone to answer "sorry I don't know" than to feel as if they were ignoring the question )"

OOC : First thing I have to say is "hello there !", since I haven't posted anything since I registered, but I've read a few tales and since theses were nice I'd like to join the community _______________ Something scratches the office door. A few seconds later, it opens on... something... something blurred which looks like an human. A small human, very small one, about 3 inches tall. The blur makes it hard to see anything, but it's as if it had a black fur... Wait, it's now smoothing its hairs... And it now looks like a robe ! And its hair are growing and turning red on its head ! Well, he definitely looks like a gnome now the blur's gone. Once the transformation is finished, the gnome makes one step forward and says : "Hello, is anyone here ?" He waits a moment, and since nobody answers he begins to look around, and he sees a sticker on which it's written : "Out for a moment, fill the form on the desk if you're looking to join. - Wyvern, Elder of the Initiates" When he finally finds it in the mess, he methodically complete it... Name : "Asmadeus" Race : "Unknown" Ability : "Can transform himself and others into whatever he wants, can also exerce a minor control on people's mind (Usually referred to the class "Enchanter" or "Illusionist", the mind control can help people to move faster, or force them to be slower, as well as forgetting something or even to not to see it, but takes alot of effort and attention, so he is vulnerable when he is doing such a thing. On the other hand, the transformation allows him to behave as if he were everyone's friend, to be less likely to be seen, or even to look more impressive to someone fearful...)" Story : "Asmadeus woke up in Ak'Anon, the Gnomish Empire Capital. One couldn't say he was born there, because he already knew how to speak, how to write, and a bunch of other simple things, but he had no memory of what could have happened before. He was looking like a Gnome : Gnome legs, Gnome chest, Gnome head... But if someone looked carefully at him, very carefully, he'd notice a few blurs and some malformations, which betray that it's a mere illusion. Since he didn't remember anything, he had to choose himself a name, and he used a Gnomish Name Generator device, which had either Asmodeus or Amadeus misspelled, and referred to "Asmadeus". Now, he had to find something to do, and believing he were a Gnome, he went to see the Gnomish King who ordered him to test his ability as a tinkerer, in order to help the development of the Empire. As a consequence, he went to different factories, took apart some devices to understand how they worked, and tinkered devices which would be better... Unfortunately, he was so good at tinkering that he made a self-thinking machine which wanted to rule the... factory. Anyway, this machine took a whole elite squad to be destroyed, and the King decided that it was too dangerous to let Asmadeus tinker... He then was ordered to slain Minautors. Lots of them. And so he did during days and days, but as he were only seeing Minautors, he took Minautors' appearance too : he grew taller, and acquired bit by bit Bull's characteristics, such as fur, muffle, and more. He didn't notice that he was different, except that everything seemed smaller to him, and that he was less cold than before... But even with the Minautors reacting strangely when he attacked them, and not wanting to kill him when he came near if he weren't doing something bad, he didn't realise that he was one of them... He sure was dazzled when his fellow gnomes were rushing him when he came back home ! He fled the Gnomish Empire, and spent a few months wandering. During theses, he learnt that he was able to modify his shape, and he exerced himself to transform into whatever he met : bears, wolves, lions, deers, and even smaller animals such as birds or cats. For having seen and understood the mechanics of experimentation subjects he autopsied, he could change his own anatomy to better to suits his needs, just as if he were tinkering his own corpse and moving the "gears", and he found out that the most efficient animal he could imitate was the wolf. Sadly, the wolf wasn't a beloved animal, and Asmadeus needed to learn to transform himself quickly in case he met someone. That was a very good training, and as he met hunters looking for wolf pelts he even learned how to use his skill to escape traps, but sometimes that wasn't enough, and he found out that he could also make peoples forgetting about him. He already knew that he could influence people, since he often had to lull a Minotaur to slaughter another more easily. As a perfectionist, he kept training until he considered his new abilities trivial to use, and he decided to test himself by traveling across a town in a shape the inhabitants hated without being seen, or by being intentionally seen by numerous persons and trying to make them forget him before they caught him, or even by trying to transform into things he never seen, that might be why you could have heard of some "monster of the Lochness" or even of werewolves. When he was finally sure he couldn't learn anything else alone, he decided to visit a few cities and to behave as he were supposed to. He took a Gnomish aspect and began to read all the books he could find, and he saw an advertisement for the "The Pen Is Mightier Than The Sword" community, and since he never tried any, he thought that it would be a good thing to learn that how to act as a writer. He found the Recruiter's Office close to a town in a glade, and was still in wolf form when he scratched the door, he was still transforming when it opened, and after a few times looking around began to fill this sheet." Once he's done, Asmadeus looks around find a few contraption, on which it's written Almost Dragonic Device™, and after a last glance at the door, he picks one up which seems to be used to knot the shoelaces, he quickly dismantles it and not how it has been made, and he is building it back when...

(Hello world, quite a nice forum you're having here You might have seen me browsing for a few days already, but I didn't want to post before having completed my application for the recruiter's office section... well... I still think I can add some precision about that last question ) I'd say what Appy said if someone ever ask me that, but well, the breath idea isn't bad either. As a precision, everyone isn't using the date of birth as the start of our life, as it is written in the Wikipedia : East Asian age reckoning is a concept used in East Asian countries originating in China. Several East Asian cultures, such as Chinese, Japanese, Korean, and Vietnamese, share a traditional way of counting a person's age. Newborns start at one year old, and each passing of a New Year, rather than the birthday, adds one year to the person's age. This system is still widely used in China and Korea, but less common in other countries.