posted 11-19-98 12:19 AM ET        

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(Exile and Fjorxc stand on top oh the new IHOP HQ watching the horizon with some macrobinoculars, Exile is uncloaked for the very few times in Hunt Valley)

Fjorxc: It's freezing out here, what are you looking for anyways?

Exile: My dealership, Exilemart. I hope that damn Pikachu didn't screw up those directions I gave him.....

Fjorxc: But Exilemart is a building, buildings don't move, have you been drinking again?

Exile: Yes, but this building can move. And I am still sober

(Freerunner suddenly runs up to the roof)

Freerunner: Radar pickes up a large, fast moving object headed this way

(A large object suddenly matterializes on the horizon and approaches the IHOP, Exile communicator suddenly chirps)

Pikachu: PIKA! PIKA! PIKACHU!

Exile: Copy that Pikachu, land the store near the building, k?

Pikachu: Pika!

Fjorxc: Your letting a pokemon pilot your building?

Exile: He's an accomplished pilot..He'll get it in

(The Exilemart passes thru the IHOP shield and sets down on a clearing, a small yellow mouse walks out thru the front doors)

Pikachu: Pika pika

Exile: Good job Pikachu, good job

(Exile looks out with great satisfaction at the weapons filled building that would soon supply the Hunt Valley HQ with virtually unlimited HQ)

Exile
"We will choke your rivers with your dead!"

posted 11-19-98 10:51 PM ET            

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Dark Omens, Part Three (REPLY, DARN YOU ALL! I WANT COMMENTS!)

Her life had been short, but had already been violent. The being had already
killed at least fifty men, and she would undoubtedly kill many more while she lived. She now crouched in the forest outside Hunt Valley and looked down upon the forces of the
BoS as they attempted to destroy the CWAL IHOP. A slight smile touched her face as
she watched the Canucalisk mess dissolve anything that touched it, and then laughed
aloud as several unwitting BoS troopers stumbled within range of the smell and
collapsed, their lungs already dissolving. She then turned her focus back to the sentry
nearby. She stood and walked calmly towards him. The man�s eyes widened, then he
leveled his plasma pistol at her. A shot slammed into her arm, then another smashed her leg. The smile never left her face as her eyes flared bright red. The terrified man dropped the gun and ran. As he neared the edge of his camp, he exploded into flames. The woman turned and calmly walked off as her injuries knit themselves together, the blood faded from her skin, and charred areas returned to normal...
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�Get down!� Laeryn yelled as a grenade arced towards the CWALer�s. He dove
towards the ground, waited a second while it exploded, then looked up to see Aura arguing with the Canuckalisk that Sofie had sent along wth them.
�GRUNT GRUNT GRUNT�
�No, you dimwitted bafoon! You CAN�T level the mall to open a path to the HQ!�
�GRUNT GRUNT!�
�I don�t care if it�s the easiest path, the mall stays! Instead, you can go along and squash those men over there.� Aura pointed at a small cluster of men, all armed with rocket launchers. The Canuckalisk let out a happy grunt, then turned and dashed at the terrified men. Several rockets bounced off of its hide, then it was upon them. Several messy gulps later, Laeryn and Aura were walking calmly along the street towards their goal, the Canuckalisk romping along behind them.
�Aura, how DID you know how to talk to that thing?� asked the puzzled elf.
�Well, I learned Zergish at Blizzard, and the Canuckalisk dialect is very similar to the Ultralisk dialect, which is the one I learned.�
�Oh. DUCK!� As the woman ducked, a ball of feathers rammed into her face,
then flew off, quacking wildly. She stood, rather annoyed at Laern, who could barely
contain his giggling.
�Now, that�s our new HQ, right?� The woman gestured to an IHOP down the
street. An explosion suddenly rocked the building, and parts of Jolt flew out of the
windows and doors. �Yup. That�s the new HQ, alright.� Aura immediately dashed
inside. She followed the voices inside to the kitchen, where she found Fjorxc and
Freerunner, arguing rather loudly.
�It is so a prize! I found it in my Cracker Jack box!� Fjorxc yelled angrily.
�You idiot, that�s Colin!� Freerunner snapped. She immediately grabbed the
small watch in Fjorxc�s hand and tried to yank it out of his grasp.
�No! Mine! I found it in the box first!� They stopped when the watch started to glow. Freerunner immediately let go of it. Fjorxc, being a bit duller, turned and ran out of the room. After a very loud zap and a bright burst of light, he staggered back in, hair standing straight up. He handed the indignant watch/computer to Freerunner, then
collapsed.
�Hmph. I am NOT a Cracker Jack toy,� muttered Colin. Aura, not really caring
about that, ran over to Fjorxc and shook him rather hard.
�But Mommy,� he murmured, �I don�t want to go to school today. I want to stay
home and bake cookies with you.�
�Forks, how much of my stuff did you get back?� she asked, her voice sounding
like she was not anticipating this.
�Umm... The stuff is in the closet, Mrs. Babaloo... No, I didn�t do my math
homework... My TV ate it...� Aura ignored his incoherent babbling and ran over to the
closet. She tore it open, only to see a single dress inside. She slowly stepped back, then turned to face the outside. Freerunner backed away as she saw the look on her face. Laeryn, who had just walked in, walked right back out.
�They die now.� She walked out, her face seeming completely calm, but her eyes
showing her deadly intent.
�Um, Freerunner? What in Paladine�s sword just happened?� Laeryn asked as the
woman walked out of the IHOP.
�She just learned that she only has one outfit left.� The elf cringed very visibly, then let out a sigh.
�The street cleaners will be having even more work to do soon.�
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�AHHHHH!!!!� *SQWRTCH*
�NNNNOOOO!!!!!� *SPLRTCH*
�RUN AWAY!!!! RUN AWAY!!!!!!� shrieked the BoS company commander.
The woman in their midst turned, her eyes already turning red. He burst into flames. His remaining men turned to run. The lead man turned a corner, then screamed in utter
terror. The same woman smiled at him in victory, then her eyes turned red. he turned
back, slammed into another man, and burst into flames. The second man�s eyes widened,
then went dim as her hand slammed through his chest. Aura smiled, then focused her
attention on the othe rmen, who were cowering on their knees. Her smile turned into a
frown as one of the men in back dissolved in her signiture blast of fire. She looked u,
then her own eyes widened as Aura walked around the corner and crushed two of the
men�s skulls. The second Aura looked up, then smiled, a look of delight crossing her
face.
�It�s you! What an amazing coincidence!� the woman shouted joyfully. Her fist connected with another man�s back. Aura torched yet another man.
�Ummm... How am I talking to myself?� she asked herself, in the most literal of
terms.
�Oh, that I can�t really tell you. However, I must say it is such an honor to be
working with you!�
�Wouldn�t working with �me� work better in this situation?�
The other woman paused. �Yes, it would.� The last two men burst into flames
simultaneously. �Well, it was nice meeting me. I�ll see you later.� The woman started to walk off, then paused. �Oh, as a helpful reminder, that Talon guy was the one who
torched your clothes. I took the liberty of getting revenge for you!� Aura walked away
from a confused Aura, who walked off towards the HQ.
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�I have HOW MUCH on my credit card bills?!� Talon shrieked.
�Umm... Yes, that�s right. 1.24 times 10 to the 15th power,� said the accountant.
�But that much money doesn�t exist on this planet! It doesn�t exist in this
GALAXY, for Sid�s sake!�
�Well, that�s what you owe, and those guys at the door right now do not lie.�
�Who�s at the door, anyway?�
�The Large men In Suits. You know, the generic hitmen?�
�Then just have them killed. Don�t bother me with the details,� Talon said as he
turned back to his console. He smiled as the familiar staccato ring of machine gun fire
echoe through the room. His smile faded as he felt a hand grab him by the shoulder. he
turned, then looked upwards at several very large, suited men.
�WE are the Large Men In Suits! YOU are a dead beet! YOU will come with US!�
�No way!� he yelled. He leapt out of the seat, ran towards the door, and slammed
into several more men outside, all of whom were covered in blood. His guards lay on the
ground, bleeding profusely. �This can�t be good.�
�YOU will come with US and work for US until WE decide YOU have done enough work to pay off YOUR debt.�
�Oh, poopy.� Talon was lifted by three of the men, who then walked down the
corridor of the fortress, passing dozens of dead guards, but not one dead suited man...
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The screen suddenly shrank down to a pinpoint of light, then turned completely
black. Aura stared down at the screen for a second, then burst out laughing as she
realized that her debts were gone, her revenge was gotten, and she had a rather odd ally, it seemed.
�So, who left this here for you?� asked Fjorxc. He then shuddered as he saw a
quick glitter from Freerunner�s wrist.
�Someone I think I may know rather well...�
From outside cam a yell of, �Defenses are online! Absolutely NOTHING�S getting in here!� Exile walked in with a slight swagger, then tripped over a stray wrench.
�That�s good. Now, what do we do?� came Freerunner�s yell from the kitchen.
�We.... Umm... Er.... Wait until the next story, I guess,� Fjorxc said with a shrug.
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�Oh, those utter IDIOTS!� Sid yelled. Several aides scattered as he tossed
random objects around the room. The drow in the corner glanced at him, a faint, amused
smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
�What might be your problem?�
�Those IDIOTIC cultists of mine are trying to take out the CWALer�s!� Sid stood
and started pacing rapidly. �They�ve already destroyed huge parts of the city, and they�re
wreaking havoc among the civilains. What�s more, they managed to annoy your little pet
bio-weapon AND destroy the National Guard bases nearby, thinking the entire time that
they were attacking CWAL�s �armies!��
�I take it that you want me to remedy the situation.�
�Of COURSE I do! I want those idiots found and BEHEADED! They fouled my
cult plot up completely, and now THEY WILL PAY...�

posted 11-20-98 12:32 AM ET            

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"Where are you guys taking me?!?!" Talon scaredly said to the men in teh BIG suits.
"We're taking you to the Bastille!" One of the men replied.
"The Bastille doesn't exist anymore!" Talon screamed.
"Not that Bastille, the BASTILLE!" The man in the BIG suit replied.
(Talon shuddered in fear, afraid to hear anymore about this Bastille. Suddenly a small crack is heard, one of the guards looks to the front to see the driver shot dead. The truck goes off the road, & rams into the side of the guardrail. The two BIG suited men are dead, & Talon seems trapped in a firy inferno. Suddenly a saw bursts through the back doors of the truck, & soon cut through it. Several men in BoS uniform pull Talon out & take his cuffs off.)
"Commender Talon, NIMadier General YYYH needs your assistance in Hunt Valley." The tall Seargent said.
"Uhhhh, ok." Talon replied, in an unsure voice
"We need to rondexvous with his forces by 2000 hrs, lets haul ass!" The seargent screamed as everyone immediately packed up & drove their armored cars to Interstate 95, outside Hunt Valley.
***************************************************
"Sir, we've just gotten word that a hole has opened up in their crap. The flies & maggots ate it all away, & at this current rate, all of it should be gone by approximately 1400 hrs tomorrow." The private said to me.
"Good, send some masked companies, & some backup tanks into the town, via the opening, now codenamed Sector Cat-Red. Understand?" I said, as plasma shots fired off from the artillery unto the IHOP, hoping to destroy it, but in vain do to the unpredictability of plasma cannons.
(The tanks all started rolling in Sector Cat-Red as the masked infantry followed close behind. After getting 500 yards from the opening, they dug a series of complex siegeworks that they would defend, while waiting for reinforcements.)

"VICTORY IS AT HAND!!!" I screamed to myself.

Your faithful & hell-bent NIMadier general,
YYYH

posted 11-20-98 12:39 AM ET            

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The spies well smiling, CWAL was falling into their trap. Sid Mayersky was in the chair giving a hoot and holler about the BoS.

"Terminate all of them!! They are a disgrace!!"

A spy had to leave to keep from laughing out lound in the sound booth. The network knew that CWAL had tuned into this frequency. Now that CWAl believed that there was turmoil in the BoS, Imran Siddiqui figured it was time to strike.

"Talon, drop the NIM bombs on the bastards, YYYH, after the bombing, sweep us the wreakage. Use the ***** Manuver to trap them. The Imran Doctrine shall prevail. Imran out."

Imran Siddiqui
Patriot

posted 11-20-98 08:40 PM ET            

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Face it DarkLight:
You LOSE!

The Prime Minister will be happy to accept your surrender and awknolodgment of me as your president.

posted 11-20-98 08:48 PM ET            

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Darklight, what's the fun if you get to write your own story line. Maybe we've been trained in the CoFH to think on our feet, and that's the kind of storytelling we do. Reactive.

Imran Siddiqui
Patriot

posted 11-20-98 08:50 PM ET            

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(walks up to AUH20, and unloads 6 rounds from a Magnum .357 into his skull)

Exile: I'll consider THAT your surrender....

(Exile then hides the gun and leaves the room)

posted 11-20-98 08:57 PM ET            

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Yo, pull our ground forces back.

Now kindly activate the Skywalker defense grid and beginning showering the ICBMs.

posted 11-20-98 09:02 PM ET            

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You bitter now, AU? That'll teach your sorry, story-line messing ass....As for me, I'm not really gone. Poor Hallucination though.....

(AU laughs with glee as Exile plumets down the cliff)

Exile: AIEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

AUH20: Mwahahah! That'll teach you to kill pissy little idiots like me!

(Exile then dissapears in a puff of blue smoke)

AUH20: Huh?

Voice Behind AUH20: You should never trust your eyes AU

AUH20: <nervously> Who-who-who's there?

VB AUH20: Prepare to kill the ground AU

(A n invisible force then shoves AUH20 out the window and off the cliff)

Exile
I don't get offed that easily

posted 11-20-98 09:03 PM ET            

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AU jumps on the passing BoS B-2 which carries him back to headquarters.

LONG LIVE SID! We offered you peace in the name of Sid, and you rejected! Now you feel the atomic glow!

posted 11-20-98 09:06 PM ET            

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I assure you, friend, I will have killed the ground quite thorougly, or at least what is on it, when the ICBMs detonate over the ground.

Now I'm just a politican, not a general.

posted 11-20-98 09:07 PM ET            

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Well CWAL, it seems you're spoiled from having un-interupted storylines over at Starcraft. This is the style we write in, reactive, we right a flowing storyline with everyone's participation. We never ignored anything in the CoFH, no matter how crazy & stupid it was! That's how we work, you don't like it, then leave. Don't think you can suddenly come here & just take over, we'll do what we want, we've been here longer, you aren't our masters.

If you really don't like our stories that conflict with your storyline, adapt, that's how the really good writers work. If you had the best idea for a story even, & we **** it up, tough ****, go start another one! Like I said before, don't like it, leave!

Your faithful & hell-bent NIMadier general,
YYYH

posted 11-20-98 09:08 PM ET            

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President AUH20, I hope you're well. We took the liberty of offing Exile. he has been exiled (HAHA). Anyway, Darklight swears pur attcks have not happened, even though his army is in ruins. He must be delusional. (btw, Darklight, you can write stories about other groups without expecting the other group to get even, and the mebers of BoS are old vets on this board, so they know how things are done.)

Imran Siddiqui
Patriot

posted 11-20-98 09:11 PM ET            

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Thank general, Prime Minister. I am sure the rest of the cabinet shall be quite pleased. I am quite well, courtesy of the B-2 you sent. My suit is just mildy wrinkled. You will get a new bonus this week in your accounts.

LONG LIVE SID!

posted 11-20-98 09:11 PM ET            

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(pulls out a Stinger Missile Launcher)

AUH20: HAHAHAH! I have once again cheated by bending reality to my will to save my ass!!!

Exile:<muttering> Well, prepare to get yer ass toasted.....

Stinger Computer: Target Lock Verified, Fire, Fire, Fire

(The Stinger launches and impace into the B-2, AUH20 then restarts his descent to the bottom of the cliff)

Exile: Ahhh, nothing like taking out a $2 Billion doller bomber with a $2 dollar missile

Exile

posted 11-20-98 09:17 PM ET            

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Terribly sorry Imran, You offed Kazz while he was masquarading as me. Try better next time.

(Signals to the Imperial Fleet orbiting Earth, he then enters a Super Star Destroyer and orders the fleet of 5 SSD's, 50 ISD's, 500 Lancer Frigates, 1,000 Strike Cruisers, and such to bombard the hell out of BoS HQ)

posted 11-20-98 09:21 PM ET            

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Exile has been exiled, so he can shoot the plane. The plane already landed though, so hah! CWAL is defeated again!

Imran Siddiqui
Patriot

posted 11-20-98 09:23 PM ET            

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(calls upon the godly forces of authorhood, and banishes BoS, and everything with it. Off this thread! HAH! now you Bo****'s know how it feels)

Exile

posted 11-20-98 09:29 PM ET            

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well AUH20, now you scare me <sarcastic> don't make ME call the Maggotonian Fleet. Now get off my thread, (NOTE: MY thread, Originated by ME)

Exile

Kicking BoS ****ty ass

posted 11-20-98 09:29 PM ET            

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I'm seriously wandering if we should restore capital punishment in the BoS...

But I'm going to watch the Star Wars trailer some more.

posted 11-20-98 09:31 PM ET            

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I never said that I was your master. You have just put words into my mouth. What I asked was a chance to write my story without interference. You have disregarded my wishes and obviously expect me to not care. Not likely.

Now, I wouldn't be THIS annoyed if you had actually depicted CWAL correctly. Instead, you depict us as a group with massive armies, field commanders, etc. We are not that type of group, we do not write that type of story. Throughout our history, one of our largest goals has been to not interfere with other's stories. I see this still, in the posts stating that my 'army' is in ruins. Basically, what I am going to do is this: I will write my stories, ignore yours, and let you do as you ignore mine as you wish. It doesn't really mater much at all right now. However, I am not going to leave unless all of the other CWALer's leave, and that probably won't happen. However...

IF you manage to actually depict us correctly, I will go along with your reactive storyline idea. That also means that you will have to depict us all accurately. You shoudl know where our website is by now. Read that cast list, use the characters correctly and in interesting ways, and I will do the same to yours. How does that sound?

posted 11-21-98 01:15 AM ET            

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Darklight. Supporting a Real time game over Civilization and Civ2. That's blasmaphy on these boards. Of course this is a democratic board, as AUH20 pointed out. A story cannot go as you planned, especially if it involves others on this board. Others will change it. That is the premise of the boards. You cannot change this. A (possible) difference between the SMAC forums and Starcraft, is that we veterens of the board are like a family, you cannot push one without dealing with the others. We stick up for each other from outsiders. Your task is hard. Do not push us. We veterens will prevail.

Imran Siddiqui
Patriot

PS. AuH20 thanks for the accolades, as the most senior member of BoS of these forums, I prefer to be the Secret Officer of BoS, who's offical position is PM, but does many other military things and the such. I've basically taken over the black ops department .

posted 11-21-98 06:13 PM ET            

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Right.. Darklight seems to have come accross a little heavy handed. So I am going to explain some things about the way CWAL is used to working. For a start, assuming that "The Chronocles of Pre-Unity" are along the lines of what you consider normal for this forms, rather than an entire forum writing a single story, we tend to write stories in small groups (usually 1 person :P) rather than directly involving ourselves in each others plotlines we spin off from them. Trying in this way to generate a coherent plotline. Generally we have a single plotline advancing gradually forward with each story being self contained within that plotline.

I'm actually suprised at the way DL is reacting here, because he often has battles with other charecters over battle.net or ICQ, he's generally quite good at it

Anyway I digress. Some of the points that annoyed us are the way that no matter what we say no-one will accept that we have no armies! In the begnning, sure we had the Rabbits, but the evil Squirrels killed them, and then poor Beeblebrox's woodchuch army was destroyed to CWAL has no army. We have no tanks, we have no planes. How does CWAL fight wars? We don't. HQ defenses are enough to raze a small army, so for anything more we would probably develop a long plotline cumulating in CWAL having to go to enormous lengths to survive, or in some cases.. Not surviving at all :P

Each system has its advantages. With your system, everyone gets to participate, it involves the entire forum and brings everyone closer together. But, when conflict is concerned it is seemingly a case of "I ull out a gun." "I pull out a bigger gun."

Now with CWAL stories, i'm probably going to illustrate this by example. Dark Chrono spends several months at a time writing a story. Playdohpuss' Sins of the Fodder must be over 100 pages long, Fjorxc's Revenant Takes over Canada V2.0 is currently umm.. lots and he's only a third of the way through. We spend weeks or months working on stories, trying to make something memorable. Now, every time you destroy our HQ, every time you destroy our non-existent armies, we have to go back over our long stories and alter them We aren't asking you to change your writing style, but I suggest there is a common ground. I for one, (and I almost guarantee that I can convince the other CWAlers writing here to co-operate) with add to any stories being written here, in the style that you are writing (it's a nice break in a way), but in return can we ask tat any stories you reply with are written of a comparable length? It is a little off putting for DarkLight (ok so for CWAL his stories are actually a little rushed, 2 or 3 days max - not that we don't love your stories DL, I'm still laughing about the Kazz joke in Planeswalkers, not that i'd tell anyone of course) to work on stories for even a few days however and see the plot destroyed in a few lines... Do you see my point?

Also why can't we have both styles on this forum?

There is merit in both and I would enjoy being able to write in both

Sofielisk
This post is garbled because I am not typing it offline and pasting it in, I also have not proofread it and I am notorious for misslpelling "the" when typing. I once went through a 2 page post without spellign the correctly once. There is probabyl; something I forgot but it doesn't matter much.

Oh yeah, the reason you aveb't seen much by me (that short thing took about 1.5 hours to write I don't class it as a story :P) is that I am finishing off <untitled> for the main CWAL group. After that is done I plan to have a large story written for here, which should be done by the end of december...

Still working on getting other CWAlers to post stories here, DC hasn't finished his yet, and a lot of ppl aren't writing too much because they are having midterms. But a project thatcould be VERY useful to CWAL Hunt Valley is what Snapepr is working on, an Introduction to CWAL story, which will introduce what CWAL is and what each charecter is...

"If you tolerate misspellings of the then your eht will be next"

posted 11-21-98 06:57 PM ET            

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Sofie, we have an agreement worked out with CWAL. Details will follow.

Imran Siddiqui
Patriot

posted 11-22-98 12:46 AM ET            

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Maybe if I get on later tonight I will make my attempt at explaining the CWAL writing style to everyone here, in case Sofie and Darklight didn't make it clear enough....

Chances are I won't get to it until Moday though.... Hopefully this minor problem gets fixed before I see about introducing the Circle Of The Shadows to this forum. I sudder to think of the 50 thousand different ways BoS probably would use it in fashions completely opposite of COTS does(even in the worst of times)....

posted 11-22-98 01:54 AM ET            

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Ok, I did get my hands on a system long enough for me to work out this post. So it comes earlier then I expected it to come.

Now here comes my attempt to clarify Sofielisk and add a few more things to this mess.

CWAL writing at first was along the lines of what is going on in here now. Only difference being there was really only one side writing, and the rule of the day was not to screw over the continuity of the stories that CWAL's founder, Iolaus was working on. So most of CWAL was off writing those side stories that spin off of the main plot line, which added quite a bit to what was going on. In this chaos, in order to maintain some cohesiveness, people were most likely to write largely self resolving storylines. They may or not introduce anything significant, if they did, those significant items could be picked up or discarded by others at will.
This picking up of items created by someone else did have some unwritten rules around it. This rule was(to put it simply) Do not use someone else's idea in a manner they do not want it be used. Now to make some examples.

So according to this rule, your B-2 Bombers do not burn human blood in same manner as most vehicles use gasoline to operate. To be more precise, I don't think the bombers require any human blood to operate, excluding the operator of course.
The lasers you are using do not operate like phasers set on maximum. One shot is going to burn a hole through the target, not vaporize it completely(unless it is as large as the laser, I doubt you have any lasers that emit beams that are say, 3 feet wide by 7 feet tall).
Another thing that evolved shortly afterwards was the guideline of not altering a character that belonged to someone else. I really doubt Yo Yo Yo Hey would like it if I wrote a story which established that the only way he can remain sane is to listen to a "Barney and Friends" CD every hour. CWAL doesn't have any hard and fast rule about destroying the HQ of anyone. However, you guys should make note that the one rule that we do have in place is that you blow up the HQ, if you make it cool. I know, watching CWAL HQ go up in a mushroom cloud may be a cool thought, but writing a story where "person x launches Y number of ICBM's equiped with Hydrogen Bombs at building at Z location. Building at z location is no more."

While watching the detonation(from a safe distance) may be very cool to watch(or think about). It is not very origional, when it says "Make it cool" read into it this: Make it creative. There is more then one way to skin a cat.

If a writer has written a story, and made the comment that they have another part coming along shortly, great care should be taken not to screw over that upcoming part. You have no way of knowing what exactly that person is up to. You may be happy with how it is where he/she left it, but keep in mind, the conlusion of the soon to be released part may leave them worse off then you. Now if you submarine their story, you may put yourself in a position where the only way for them to preserve even a semblance of the story, they end up coming out on top. If they put no such disclaimer about another part coming soon, well, followup stories are up for grabs by anyone.
Another thing that is much prefered among CWAL is that if you are going to "undo" a story done by someone else, PLEASE put at least 1/3rd the amount of effort(or text, no gibberish!) into it that the origional author did. Writing 2 or more pages worth of story, only for someone else to completely destory it in 2 lines of text is not a pleasant experience... If you don't belive me, I'm sure I can make arrangements for you guys to experience it for yourselves. Unless of course you don't mind at all having this entire BoS storyline destroyed in 4 lines of text.

posted 11-22-98 03:38 AM ET            

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Lunatic, I think me, YYYH, and Fjorxc have come up with a solution. Anyway as YYYH is fond of saying, these are our forums not yours, adapt to our rules. Anyway, read the CoFh, outlyr had a post telling you wher to go. That's how we write! Reactive, We expect people to drastically change our stories. Add a discliamer and we won't touch it, bu if it isn't there. Fair game.

Imran Siddiqui
Patriot