Lord Santa

Chroniker

All honesty, don't feel much like posting right now. Just did a few tests. Nothing actually strenuous, but somewhat tiring. Might start on one tomorrow.

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

Lord Santa, giving us the gift of knowlege

@Unlucky0013

Nah, I just asked about it in Mahz's dev journal. :P

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

For anyone who was wondering, I found out why it does that. Something to do with the url identification parameters being too broad. Basically, the web site's looking at stuff that shouldn't be a url as a url. According to Ellri, anyway.

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

There's me post. Silver Streaker's off to deliver justice, and he'll probably end up getting reported again. No delivery cost, no international shipping. Maybe.

Mahz's Dev Journal

That, @Lord Santa, is @Mahz URL parser acting up. Its parameters for parsing urls is a bit too wide.

@Ellri

Ah, I see. That's interesting to note. Thanks :D

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

Tim Blackthorn

Tim staggered out of the school building, weary half smile on his face. Some slightly worried students looked at the hunched, delirious figure with some concern, but they needn't have worried. Tim suddenly straightened up, looking to the sky and letting out a loud yell.

"SCHOOL'S OUT!!!"

The people who went to help the poor person leapt back in surprise as the slumped form reanimated itself to reveal a normal energetic teenager, with normal in the largest quotation marks you could find. Tim stretched his arms up as high as he could, hands curled into fists, shaking with the strain. With a sigh, he released his pent up tension and lowered his arms again. The people around wondered if it was over.

Tim immediately sprinted off, laughing cheerfully as he vaulted over the nearest fence and headed towards the dorms. School was finally over, after all, and that meant one thing. As Tim ran around, he talked to himself, ignorant to the weird looks he must've been getting.

"~time to go play deep ground!" He said, speeding to his dorm.

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Tim ran full pelt into his dorm, just managing to stop before smashing into his door. Tim opened the door carefully before dumping his stuff on the chair and changing into something more comfortable. Shirt and track suit pants! A staple for a sloppy guy. Tim crashed on his bed and booted up his Internet, quickly cycling through all the notes. A message to everyone about the king guild acceptance people or something passed his vision and was immediately ignored. Class had left him with a lot of surplus energy, and he was about to use it. Finally past all the notifications, he quickly started deep ground and the countdown began.

3...

Tim lay back onto his bed into a more comfortable position.

2...

Tim found himself of thinkingn where he left off last time.

1...

His face flickered with remembrance. When he left off, he was on a mountain.

Oh yeah, right. That happened... Tim thought, laughing.

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Welcome, pervert.

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Silver Streaker

Oh, that sassy intro voice. The mods knew they couldn't do anything about him so they added that little reminder every so often.

"Man, those guys need to do something with their lives." The Streaker said, stretching his limbs.

He was on a mountaintop, overlooking one of the guild halls. He couldn't quite remember which one, but how he got up there'd made for a funny story. A shame he didn't remember everything about it, but he knew it was pretty funny. He was pretty sure, however, that the guild property down there was the white guild's stuff, but he didn't really think it mattered.

The Silver Streaker was nearing the end of his exercises. For the last stretch, he flexed his arms, turning them this way and that. The sun shone on his magnificent muscles, showing off the Streaker's lustrous body (colour). Cracking his neck, he jogged on the spot and shook out all of the remaining tension. Settling down once again, he faced the guild property, raised his arms skyward and bellowed at the top of his voice.

"THE SILVER STREAKER IS BACK!" He yelled, sun reflecting off of his shiny bald head.

His deep voice resonated through the mountain pass, fading off into the distance. Tim had now 'synchronised' with the Silver Streaker. It took a little time to get used to a body taller, more muscular and shinier than you were, but Tim had managed to get used to changing back and forth between Tim and the Silver Streaker. The Silver Streaker turned away from the white guild city and went into a sprinter's starting position. At the sound of an imaginary starting pistol, the Silver Streaker sped off the mountain, looking for adventures to be had.

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

<Snipped quote by Unlucky0013>

Don't ask me how that came up in a link cause I have no idea lol

@Caits

You just go x.:y, replacing x and y with whatever you want. I think the key is the .:, but if there isn't anything before and after it, it doesn't do anything. Then again, even with something before and after it, it doesn't do anything :P

Mahz's Dev Journal

Uh, may have come at a bad time and it may just be me, but if you type something like x.:y then it comes up with a web link going nowhere.

For example:

Greeneggs.:ham
Here.:there
Mr.T.:ChuckNorris

Even works in headings.

H.:tl

Weird glitch?

Pokemon: Nexus [Accepting Two More!]

Now the IC, that's a different story. Damn, @Lord Santa with his big ass post!

@AbysmalDemon

MUAHAHAHAHA! THIS WAS MY PLAN ALL ALONG! >:D

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

If I get there, I'll choose one of those, but I dunno which one. Hm...