Then A Troll Came Knocking.
Ah, the average guest reviewer. All fury and no substance! I'm out for good now. So, if you want to start having your sweary temper tantrums because Going After Junior hasn't been updated for three years go ahead! And thus begins February 2024. I listen to Slipknot too if it makes you feel better?
I am Gareth, I am White Dino, I am Time's Arbiter and I have this to say:
I will never use anonymous guest reviews to lob abuse at other FanFiction writer's work.
Why would I? I have no idea what that horrible nonsense was about; I assume that someone had a big grudge and decided to vent.
I have been an internet troll in the past or close to one. But that would have been back in 2005 when I was still young and blaming the world for my woes. Check me out now…I'm getting of for 50 years old! Definitely too old for this game!
I can feel the interest in this whole endeavor starting to wane so it may be time for me and my alters to naff off!
I am still Gareth Speckles and vessel to the Lord of all Dinosaurs telling you this:
If I have something to say…you better believe you will know it is me saying it!
Oh, that's hilarious. There I was thinking I had annoyed so many of you that you launched this rampaging troll plot to finish any interest in my stories off; it turns out yet again it had NOTHING to do with me at all!
This all happened before. Back in 2005 I was on an early internet forum built to discuss Resident Evil stuff. But, even then it had trolls. And I was determined to be the forum's champion. I wasn't asked to be there, but I had to take the hate back to the trolls.
In the process of doing that I became one myself!
Presently it is no different. Nobody asked me to be here, I get that but…
I have been on FanFiction for almost 3.5 years and I can confidently say this…
You lot are a bloody neurotic bunch!
And this is from someone who thinks they have two Dinosaur Gods living in their head!
The Speckles Project is over. But if you want more chapters for Going After Junior…
You will have to sit down an write them! Don't expect everything to be done for you.
The ball is in your court Planet Earth. Best of luck. Gareth and White Dino.
Hello my fellow dinos. Let's see if I can piece all of this together because I have nothing else to do!
There is a FanFiction writer called "PowerMaster". They are reasonably popular and successful. But, like always they have fans and detractors. One of these detractors goes by the name of "BKBlackDragon" or something similar.
This troll opens up a DeviantArt account under the name of "CalvinFujii2" and proceeds to lob a hand grenade of hate at poor PowerMaster. PowerMaster then responds in kind to the REAL "CalvinFujii" believing him to be the culprit.
BKBlackDragon then gets back to PowerMaster calling his bluff. "Silly sausage. That wasn't CalvinFujii it was ME the whole time. Ha, ha aren't you gullible, ETC." Fortunately both PowerMaster and CalvinFujii realize this and remain friends. Ahhh. Happy Ending!
The reason I bring all this up is because I have been on the internet since, I think 1995, when it was just a glorified interactive encyclopedia! This kind of behavior has always been there. But, nothing ever changes does it? Behold the age of Social Media! Please leave your feelings at the entrance.
And the name I went by when I was trolling forums was…RandomFan! How interesting am I?
This has been an UNEXPECTED DINOSAUR GOD LESSON.
Team Dino are bored! Until Final Fantasy 7 rebirth releases!
At least we got to keep the "chicken suit" quote! G and WD.
Like I said. This whole thing was always going to come crashing to earth in a blaze of cliches and flame wars. Here's another one for you:
White Dino/Time's Arbiter punches a mirror and stares at the broken reflection of their fractured selves. I HATE YOU they scream at themselves. Blah, blah, blah. Every end has a whatever…
If you like funny sex jokes you should read Steam Room Fun. Masterpiece that.
Anyway, feel free to poop over this as much as you want, I can't even be bothered to take it seriously anymore. I'm bloody sick of it personally.
GAJ is three years old and still people beg for another chapter, like that's ever going to happen.
And this is why I quit internet forums in the first place. Everyone hates, everyone blames, nobody helps. Just hide behind a fake name and have at it. Are you gonna write anything original?
I ALWAYS become that which I despise, ALWAYS. A self-defeating loner from cradle to grave.
You have me bang to rights. I'm just surprised it took the lowlife scum of the internet this long to get here. Time to leave. UP YOURS.
A pissed off God of Dinosaurs.
Team Dino have a statement to make…
There is little point in asking for forgiveness for what we said. It was unforgivable. However, we will only meet you halfway on this one. All we did was write personal FanFiction and upload it to FanFiction. A million people do that a year.
We did NOT ask Google to put up all those links to our work. We did NOT ask Google to put up that link to our Twitter feed. Nobody asked our permission either. And, as always, they got tired of us and slammed the door in our face.
Now the whole thing has fallen to rage-bait and trolls. And I feel the Speckles Project was one great big waste of time. But, I will be damned if you are expecting me to delete everything. The Dino King page wasn't exactly brimming with content when we got here.
That is all we have to say. After this you will never hear from Team Dino again. Goodbye.
Hello everyone. I've a confession to make. Having so completely torn apart RaptorBater for sounding a bit like jerkabator I just found out something.
The new season of Grand Tour on Amazon Prime goes by the name of SAND JOB. 'Cause, you know, it sounds a bit like HAND JOB! Fckn hilarious geddit!
The only difference is, someone got paid thousands of pounds to come up with that. FanFiction writers don't get anything. At best they are ignored, at worst they are hated and reviled. They become an outcast to their friends and an embarrassment to their family.
And at night they either cry themselves to sleep, or they don't sleep at all. I don't know why they do it I really don't? Anyway, I was wrong to criticize something I couldn't possibly understand and I won't do it again. (That's weird. Can I hear Folk music?)
You see, those imaginary friends of his are far beyond anything he can control or comprehend.
And I think I just volunteered to be the next vessel. Oh fck, I think I can hear knocking at my door…
PS: As you rightfully pointed out I have used that RaptorBater name to friggin' death. So…
I will take yours. RandomFan2StegosaurusStan. Thanks bud! And please, PLEASE ignore that disgusting rant from earlier. That was Time's Arbiter. He's a bit of an arsebiscuit! Enjoy them!
Welcome to Life After The Speckles Project. Sucks doesn't it? Hopefully March will be cheerier!
Do you know what's funny? I'm not a FanFiction writer! What is also funny is that you accuse me of stuffing this review section with crap to pad it out and get attention, and now you are doing it for me! So here it is:
The White Dino; Time's Arbiter; The Author; RandomFan; WhoIsTheWhiteDino; WhoWasTheWhiteDino; Gareth Speckles. They are all me.
In case you didn't notice, I have been playing with myself for some time!
But my real name is Gareth Peach. Care to tell us yours?
And I have no intention of stealing your internet name because you just got an AI to do it for you. How could any of us know who is real or fake now?
Maybe the Speckles Project was a waste of time. But I had time to waste.
Thanks for the constructive criticism. Kindest regards. G and WD.
Every end has a beginning. Every beginning has an end. THE END.
Here is another story I am sure you will love:
When I was 6 years old I was sent to Catholic Prep School for my unruly behavior. I had a bad habit of repeating what others said at the top of my voice. Call it Tourettes, call it Aspergers, I don't know I was never told…
One day a kid near to me said the B-word. First time I heard it. I then proceeded to shout it out as loud as I could! An orderly standing nearby heard that and went apeshit. Before I knew it, I was marched off to the kitchen. The orderly told the Head Teacher what I said, she too went nuts…
A member of the kitchen staff grabbed my throat and forced my mouth open. The Head Teacher then proceeded to squirt a handful of Fairy Liquid into her palm and poured it down my throat and forced me to swallow it. That was concentrated bleach, that kills if ingested. 80s school. Not our best time.
The reason I'm telling you this horrible childhood trauma is simple. That was my first punishment for offending GOD. Now, some Forty years later, myself and White Dino wonder: What is the punishment for creating our own GOD? Can't wait to find that one out. But not quite yet. 2054 perhaps?
If nothing else StegosaurusStan2, can you please respect the fact that this is a Dino King fan page and not a "Screw you, No Screw you" internet forum like Reddit.
As I built this whole thing as a monument to my own personal savior, the Mighty Tarbosaurus Speckles, I shall let him hath the final say…
"Cy my old friend, get the hammer and nails. We've got a Gareth to crucify!" Bit much perhaps?
On A Funnier Note!
Team Dino have a new statement to make…
We cannot express in words our sorrow and shame at what has taken place here this month. We've said horrible and cruel things, used real swear words and engaged with trolls.
This did not come without cost. I have lost several nights sleep, felt like human trash, cried a few times and required many headache pills and showers to feel right again. However, and with all due respect to the naysayers:
I'm a can-do-saur not a can't-do-saur. So, you'll never guess?
I've made the whole thing into another chapter for the Speckles Project! And I will be adding it to "Life After The Speckles Project" soon!
If anyone else comes by this way and tells us what to do with an iron pipe…
We will HAPPILY fold you into the narrative! Welcome to Team Dino young one.
You have potential. Embrace the madness. Gareth. White Dino. Time's Arbiter.
PS: There is a final post at the end of the new chapter. It's very personal so I won't show it here!
I am sorry for all that I have said and done, I truly am. But there has to be light at the end of this tunnel, there is no alternative.
The God of Dinosaurs demands it!
And 3…2…1…
With a massive jolt White Dino wakes up. He is traumatized, confused, struggling to breathe. In his desperation he cries out his vessel's name.
"Gareth, Gareth." He yells. Gareth comes running into the room where the Dinosaur God slumbers…
"What is it? What an Earth is it my Lord?" Gareth asks.
"Oh, G it was horrible. I had this endless dream that I was trapped in. I dreamt that in the summer of 2020 we saw this South Korean Dinosaur movie called Speckles the Tarbosaurus. The scene where his mate and companion Blue-Eyes dies destroyed us. We quit smoking and spent over three years of our lives writing and publishing fan fiction about it! Some of it was okay, and some was just bloody dreadful. What were we thinking?"
"And then for some reason we started publishing our nonsense to some phone app called Twitter. But that got us too close to the actual Paleo community. They hated us and got us banned there for life. So we came back to fan fiction and kept on publishing like lunatics."
"Finally we finished. And then some Troll came out of nowhere and tore us a new one. Said some really terrible things. I couldn't stop crying again. So I had a shower and went to sleep! Oh thank GOD it was all just a dream."
Gareth looks at White Dino and says sternly, "Er, sorry to break it to you but that actually happened!" White Dino looks at Gareth, mouth agape. He looks at the person reading this, "OH CRAP!" He yells.
Time's Arbiter is trying desperately to read the morning papers! He looks at them both and shouts, "That's it I can't take anymore. Can I please go back to living in Speckles/Junior's head for another 1000 years. You two are UNBEARABLE in the mornings!"
Team Dino promise not to post again until we finish Final Fantasy 7 Rebirth. And as we are as bad at playing video games as we are writing fan fiction this might be a while!
Now go and save some Dinosaurs. Real or CGI. Gareth and White Dino out.
Once Again, The End.