NEW UPDATES: Wow. It's been a SUPER long time since I updated. Yesterday
(Friday) I went rock climbing and wanted to update. Well, I'd forgotten how
energy-demanding it is, and basically crashed onto my desk last night. So
sorry bout that! And, even though it's taken me a few weeks to say this,
but I had my b-day on the 24th o' Sept. Got The Wind Waker! Woohoo! I have
been pretty angry due to the fact that I left my music stand for my
keyboard at school, so I have been trying not to punch out the monitor. I
left one computer in favor of my own since the monitor was all fuzzy. Just
look at it now! *Points to flaming pile of metal* Well, it WAS faster than
my computer, so it deserved it! On a lighter note, I'm finally gonna watch
The Godfather tonight instead of mindlessly surfing the net at twelve am. I
also spent this morning doing ReDead testing in Ocarina of Time. Din's Fire
+ ReDead = Flaming ReDead! Well, I also figured out that ReDeads do not
like being set on fire, and, well, started chewing on my head. And so ended
the pyrotechnics testing. Speaking of tests, I thought I'd take a break
from the regular fic for just ooooonnneeee little chapter to do some......
BACKPACK BALLISTICS with our host, Ness. But first the disclaimer.
DISCLAIMER: I will be trying out MS word for this part instead of notepad,
so if it looks different, do not be alarmed. Now, let's all use our brains.
Would a 13 year old own an entire company for herself? I don't think so. so
I do NOT own Nintendo or anything else in here. On with the fic!
Ness: You know how heavy all those books and binders can be?
Audience: *nods obediently*
Ness: Well, imagine being someone in a video game. We have to carry all
these HUGE supplies around all the time! It's not easy carrying some kind
of stone for recording songs everywhere! And that's not all. Lifenoodles,
receiver phone, and a whole lot of other stuff is murder on the back!
Y. Link: And how can we carry all this junk and still look trim? Our
secret! =)
Lizz: So I thought it would be interesting to find out what would happen if
videogame characters could perform tests on their item bags. The tests:
1. Thrown out of a window
2. Dropped on someone
3. Hit by a car
4. Shot out of a canon
Well. This will be very interesting!
TEST 1: THROWN OUT OF A WINDOW
We begin at a nondescript house in the hills of Onett. DK: Now, for the backpack! *Backpack is thrown; knocks DK out window* Lizz: O_O. well. er. I guess the backpack was heavier than I thought. TEST 2: DROPPED ON SOMEONE Kirby is picking a piece of paper out of a hat Kirby: And the victim is.. ... ...... CAPT. FALCON!!! C. F: What? *Hit by backpack* C. F: Ouchies. *is flattened against wall*
TEST 3: HIT BY A CAR
Down at the Mario Kart raceway Announcer guy: GOOOO!!!! *Bowser floors it, hits backpack, and rolls car* Bowser: NOOOO!!! Backpack: *sits happily without a scratch*
TEST 4: SHOT OUT OF A CANON
Hyrule Field Running man: *Lights fuse* QUICK! RUN EVERYBODY! *Backpack sails across the field, over the lake, and into the Happy Happyist Cultists' hideaway in. Happy Happy Valley (?)* Happy Happyist Cultist: Blue, blue, RED? HOW DARE YOU! *Paints backpack blue*
Well, sorry about the short-ness of this chap. Hope you liked it! 1.1.04: The "NEW UPDATES" thing is SUPER outdated, written sometime around the end of September. The computer, which is now LITERALLY a flaming, twisted hunk-o-scrap metal, thanks to some broken stuff. All I know is that I didn't do it. Seriously. Ever since my mom and dad dragged me to the computer store after some foreign-language awards given to me for my last year of accomplishment, the computer fell hard. One of my classmates was supposed to compose a song, but never did, thinking I had it all under control. A few days later school let out, and the next day I bought a keyboard as a grad present. Later that night my mom and dad went out for dinner, and my grandparents took me out for dinner, buying some Noxzema (I don't own the company) for my rather crispefied shoulders I earned at the end of the year party, saying, "I rarely ever burn!". I went in through the side door, and little did I know, was hooked up to the alarm system. So after the call was cancelled I still had to deal with two beeps sent out every ten minutes. It got to me so much I locked myself in the office and belted out favorite tunes I tought myself on my brand new keyboard for two and a half hours, luckily set up in the same room. The rest of summer passed, not to mention '03. Right now I'm listening to a remix of "Sound Stone". Even though this is a little late, happy 2004!
TEST 1: THROWN OUT OF A WINDOW
We begin at a nondescript house in the hills of Onett. DK: Now, for the backpack! *Backpack is thrown; knocks DK out window* Lizz: O_O. well. er. I guess the backpack was heavier than I thought. TEST 2: DROPPED ON SOMEONE Kirby is picking a piece of paper out of a hat Kirby: And the victim is.. ... ...... CAPT. FALCON!!! C. F: What? *Hit by backpack* C. F: Ouchies. *is flattened against wall*
TEST 3: HIT BY A CAR
Down at the Mario Kart raceway Announcer guy: GOOOO!!!! *Bowser floors it, hits backpack, and rolls car* Bowser: NOOOO!!! Backpack: *sits happily without a scratch*
TEST 4: SHOT OUT OF A CANON
Hyrule Field Running man: *Lights fuse* QUICK! RUN EVERYBODY! *Backpack sails across the field, over the lake, and into the Happy Happyist Cultists' hideaway in. Happy Happy Valley (?)* Happy Happyist Cultist: Blue, blue, RED? HOW DARE YOU! *Paints backpack blue*
Well, sorry about the short-ness of this chap. Hope you liked it! 1.1.04: The "NEW UPDATES" thing is SUPER outdated, written sometime around the end of September. The computer, which is now LITERALLY a flaming, twisted hunk-o-scrap metal, thanks to some broken stuff. All I know is that I didn't do it. Seriously. Ever since my mom and dad dragged me to the computer store after some foreign-language awards given to me for my last year of accomplishment, the computer fell hard. One of my classmates was supposed to compose a song, but never did, thinking I had it all under control. A few days later school let out, and the next day I bought a keyboard as a grad present. Later that night my mom and dad went out for dinner, and my grandparents took me out for dinner, buying some Noxzema (I don't own the company) for my rather crispefied shoulders I earned at the end of the year party, saying, "I rarely ever burn!". I went in through the side door, and little did I know, was hooked up to the alarm system. So after the call was cancelled I still had to deal with two beeps sent out every ten minutes. It got to me so much I locked myself in the office and belted out favorite tunes I tought myself on my brand new keyboard for two and a half hours, luckily set up in the same room. The rest of summer passed, not to mention '03. Right now I'm listening to a remix of "Sound Stone". Even though this is a little late, happy 2004!
