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"SSC19-Crazed"

If you thought everything would be ok tomorrow then your wrong you could wake up dead,zombies could be roaming the streets,your eyeballs could have fallen out,you could have someone elses arm,anything could happen.

As I woke It was still dark outside but nearly dusk. I walked downstairs and opened the fridge a smell of rotting came out it smelt like there was bodies in the fridge. Rotten,green,moldy milk was lying down in the fridge dripping out the bottle. I pulled it out and went and threw it in the bin outside. There was a hole in my fence. I saw someone run past they looked scared. I walked back inside someone ran into my garden and tried to get in my house. I grabbed my bat and opened the door. "What do you want" I thundered. "Please just let me in theres mad people out here chasing everyones gone crazy please let me" I asked. I let him in and locked the back door loads of people came running into my garden. They all stared banging at the windows they were at the front too they were so crazed. I ran up stairs and got dress no time for anything. I grabbed my gun,my metal any weapon I could find I handed a gun to the man and a wooden bat. We ran out the front door people filled the road. It was almost Dusk the sun was rising bit by bit but very slowy. I smashed a person round the head me and the man ran to my car and drove off smashing into people as we left the splated to the ground. I put my foot on it and smashed into another person a old lady she flew though the air and landed on the ground. We skided round corners seeing crazed people fly past the window

One jumped at my door he was pulling the handle a women jumped at the back. I started reversing the car and smashed it into a wall then the women fell off. I drove the side along a wall I saw the mans be scarped off he dropped to the floor and blood poured from him. I stopped the car time to kill I jumped out the car the man jumped out to. "What your name then" I asked him. "Oh my names Micheal Nixon" he answered."Nice to meet you Mike is it ok if I call you Mike" I asked. "Yeah course" he answered. As we walked futher I heard someone running behind me I span round. It was a crazed person I shot him in the head brains splated to the floor. It was almost Dusk the street lights still shone down on us I looked up a street light flicked above us. I ran for it down the road Mike followed we turned a corner the crazed stood there. I flipped over and flew though the air me and Mike stared shooting bullets went though heads,crazed dropped to the floor I stood in the middle of it as bullets flew past me Mike had nearly killed all of them I shot my final bullet and now all the crazed were dead. The Police ran past us and killed crazed behind us I ran up a wall on the top of a building Mike followed. Crazed were even on the top of the building. But then I saw Mike get ripped off the top of the building I tried to grab hold of him. But they ripped out his stomach I saw my life flash past in a pour of blood and guts. I ran it was almost Dusk I wanted to get home by Dusk maybe this was a dream I pinched myself no not a dream.

I jumped off the roof I was ten minutes away from my house I ran so fast. I jumped roofs and saw crazed below being smashed in by Police heads crushing brains brusting. I jumped again but slipped a crazed was standing behind me I tryed to get up but my legs wouldn't move for some reason. I was so scared I shot back but only hit him in the leg. I shot again and hit him in the chest. I went to shoot again but my gun just clicked I was out of bullets. The crazed grabbed hold of me my eyeballs were ripped out he ripped my arm off. It was Dusk the time I wanted to be home I was having my eyeballs ripped out and my arm ripped off. No my crying for me and No more shooting my gun to I was dead and It was Dusk!

In a couple of ways i'd agree with Arctic Hobo (he's probably meaning me though) but we aren't that bad yet. rather than glaring grammatical errors or misspellings, many people appear to ahve a problem witht the content and stories from certain established members are considered to be exellent no matter what. Crossbob's ideas, however,a re far from original and, while not boring like some stories (they're all funny in one way), most are total ripoffs and cliches.

He kinda reminds me of myself at that age, and see where it's got me now!!! Or don't, if you want to support artic's argument. This argument that crossbob is 'the future of literature'is sadly probably right, seeing the way we're going (JK Rowling, Andy Mcnab etc), but he won't be for good reasons. In some ways you are being unnecessarily melodramatic, seeing the obvious 'poor bullied forumite is actually the best of them all' story. The reality is different in many ways, but in some disturbingly close to the truth, we really do need (in my opinion) to get rid of this ridiculous idea that crossbob (and a few others) could never be as good as the likes of FFF, Ashman, etc.


Rant over, Word count up

The Winster wrote:
> arctic hobo wrote:
> Guys can we please not be so hard on this poor lad. Look at all the
> geniuses in history - they have all been revolutionary, many of
> their
> ideas were at the time quite stupid to their audiences. What
> Crossbob
> has done here to the English Language is not a crime, no, it's
> inventive! Seriously, I find a total lack of punctuation exciting.
>
> You've mistook the concept of the good old scientists and used it on
> a "crazed"
>
> He forms it like a sculptor into the beautiful
> shapes of pure intuition. We may snigger, but this lad, earnestly
> typing away at his computer I think will become the future of
> literature. Well done Crossbob
>
> Hahahaahahaaaaaaaaaa Hahahaahahaaaaaaaaaa Hahahaahahaaaaaaaaaa
> Hahahaahahaaaaaaaaaa Hahahaahahaaaaaaaaaa Hahahaahahaaaaaaaaaa
> Hahahaahahaaaaaaaaaa Hahahaahahaaaaaaaaaa Hahahaahahaaaaaaaaaa
> Hahahaahahaaaaaaaaaa Hahahaahahaaaaaaaaaa Hahahaahahaaaaaaaaaa
> Hahahaahahaaaaaaaaaa Hahahaahahaaaaaaaaaa Hahahaahahaaaaaaaaaa
>
> Anyways, critics are necessary to expose a person's own mistakes so
> that he may improve.

I've mistook it, have I? Dear me, there I was, innocently and naïvely assuming I'd merely mistaken it.
This forum is cascading with foul-smelling piles of hypocrisy. You're all happy to join in with deep sarcasm on one author, yet you are utterly blind to your own faults. I read the stories and I often find more wrong in those written by the arrogant people who have been so cutting on other's stories. Criticism, yeh, fantastic. Picking on people when you're as bad as them or worse? Disgusting.

FinalFantasyFanatic wrote:
> Ineedsleep wrote:
> crossbob wrote:
> no its a man!
>
> Okay sorry. Just a cross dresser then :)
>
> No, he wanted to say he 'got dressed'
> But the past tense is such a complicated thing.

Damn! It would have added an interesting element :)

Yeah!

Ineedsleep wrote:
> crossbob wrote:
> no its a man!
>
> Okay sorry. Just a cross dresser then :)

No, he wanted to say he 'got dressed'
But the past tense is such a complicated thing.

LOL Oh yeah! *SLAPS HEAD*

I love how he is trying to run to his house, even though he just drove away from his house because it was full of crazed people...

Lol yeah course you imagine that as I sit writing a new story the day in the life of a cross dresser!

crossbob wrote:
> no its a man!

Okay sorry. Just a cross dresser then :)

[URL]http://ukchatforums.reserve.co.uk/display_messages.php?threadid=118609&forumid=4011[/URL] this is kind of the same!