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Writer's Guild / The Origin of Skroder
« on: October 12, 2015, 11:43:52 PM »
Hey guys! You might have seen me hang around in the chat, and you might have seen me TF once or twice, and questioned yourself, "How is he doing this?" Well, I wanted to do an origin story of me and my extraordinary ability so you won't be left in the dark! This will be the first story that I will share to you peeps. Let me know what you think by leaving your own thoughts below. Other than that, I hope you enjoy my origin story! {fox}

WARNING: Absurdly long story ahead! Plus TF!
 
Im in chemistry, preparing for the upcoming science fair. I look around. I see my partners, Ken and Joe. We are preparing some fluids to change molecules to different forms. I'm a good helper around chemicals. Ken relies on me to help him with his homework, or else he'd fail the class.
On the other hand, Joe is the second best around chemicals. He scored a 90% on the unit test we did a week ago. Due to how long the test was, that was pretty good.
Me? Lets just say I'm the top of the class. I got perfect scores on all the tests and quizzes we did throughout the year. My other fellow classmates would call me "Master of chemicals". Joe puts some fluid into a beaker, then Ken prepares some chemicals to mix with the other one. I say "Ken, what are you doing? Don't you remember what the teacher said? Handle chemicals with caution!" He shrugs me off and says, "Relax Skroder, I got this under control. The chemical isn't doing anything. Look!" I look at the chemical. It's doing nothing. No chemical reactions, just sitting there dead as a doorknob.
We are ready to mix the compounds together, so Ken inserts the other chemical and... What? It's not doing anything. Nothing at all. Zero chemical reactions, zero everything. I look over into the beaker to get a closer look and...
Aaah! My eyes! They feel like they're burning up in molten lava! Quickly, Joe gets the teacher's attention, then the teacher walks me over to the eyewash station. I hear the teacher frantically calling the ambulance, then I realize what happened. Joe inserted a highly corrosive chemical into the beaker, so my eyes felt like they were going to melt!
I overhear the teacher replying, "Yes, they included Sulphuric acid". Sulphuric acid! That's highly corrosive! I see the teacher looking at me for the split second I have my eyes open. They then make me keep my eyes shut. I overhear again,"Yes, I will take a look to see if he has any injuries."
He runs over to me, then inspects the spill. I then hear,"This is impossible! There is no fur eaten away or anything! It's like he's completely, immune! What do we do?" The class starts mumbling. I can hear some say,"What?" And,"How is he immune to sulphuric acid? He shouldn't be!" I then pass out for some inexplicable reason.
I then wake up in a hospital bed. But something is unusual. I inspect myself, and when I look down, then I notice the imperfection. I'm a feral! The doctors come over to me and say,"Ah, Skroder, you're awake! You might be questioning your form right now, so we will give you the backstory.
When we were nurturing you inside of the ambulance, we double-checked that there were no injuries. Then, for some reason, you began forming an unexplainable sphere around yourself! We could not touch you during then, but the sphere was deeply humming, then it burst, making us fall back in our chairs! We looked to see you were not a anthropomorphic red fox anymore, you were one of those feral red foxes found in the wild! We then tested you on this bed, and we discovered that, when exposed to numerous neurological stimuli, you were able to change your form at will! So, we made you into a feral to prove our theory. We want you to focus to become your normal self again. Will you do it?"
I then obey the doctors, concentrating to be the normal Skroder that I normally was, then I was shrouded in some sort of glass-like ball! They were right! I could morph into other shapes at will! I stretched a paw, then gasped as it started changing into normal anthro fingers!
When it ended, the glass casing exploded and the doctors were knocked backwards! I apologized at the doctors for knocking them backward, but they just stood up and looked at me like they just cured cancer. They then started jumping up and down with absolute joy in their eyes. "We're right! This could be a new superhero! XFox! SuperFox!" I interrupted. "I'd like to be called just Skroder please.", then they looked at me with defeat. "Okay then. Not the super type, are you?" They then leave the room. Time to test out my powers!
I look around the room. No one! I imagine myself being a feral again, then the glass-like ball comes back! In a shorter amount of time, there is a less severe explosion, then I look down at myself. I could only see a wild red fox's paws and tail! I could really do it! I continued looking down at myself in disbelief. Was this a dream? I face-pawed myself. It hurt! That definitely confirmed that I could be a superhero!
The doctors come back into the room. "We're back! Oh! We can see you have been fiddling with your power! Still getting used to it are you?" I then try to say, "Yes! I think this is quite amazing!", but the only thing that comes out of my tiny mouth is "yip yip yip yip!" I then cover my mouth! Maybe I was too much like the feral on that nature walk last month? They sigh. "Anyway, we applied you to the local morphing magic academy. We'd hope you'd like it because, you know." I hold up my paws. "Yeah, that." I try to say, "Thanks! I suddenly have an interest in morphing!" But it comes out as, "Yip yip yip!" I sigh and start morphing. The doctors take cover as the ball takes shape again.
I look down at myself, then at the doctors. They think I'm a superhero! Cool! The blast comes, this time significantly less explosive than the other ones. Maybe enough to push some papers off a desk. Anyway, they are staring at me in disbelief, then they shake their heads. I then say, "I said, Thanks! I suddenly have an interest in morphing!" Then one doctor says, "oh. You know it's so hard to understand you when your a feral. Did you know that?" I smile and reply, "Yep. half the time, I didn't know what I was saying!" They then all chuckle.

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Game Room / Old games
« on: October 07, 2015, 09:48:34 PM »
Hi guys! I've been wondering if anybody had some games from the 80's or the early 2000's.
I thought that people would give away their old games to other people. I still have the original Super Mario Bros. for the NES. Does anybody else have a copy of it or any other old games?

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