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''Mullets Drainpipe'' The story

This is where you can discuss your homework, family, just about anything, make strange sounds and otherwise discuss things which are really not related to the Lancer-series. Yes that means you can discuss other games.

Post Sun Dec 14, 2003 8:29 am

''Mullets Drainpipe'' The story

This is the thread where the story will be posted.
Chapter by chapter.

Mullet’s Drainpipe
Written By Justin Brown (A.K.A Arania)

Prelude-
Deep in the sea of the off topic forum, emerged a thread, Sp/der’s strange sound thread.
It one of four threads to fall victim to the ramblings of a spammer known as mullet.
He left a trail of destruction across TLR that shocked some, amused others, but generally annoyed the general public.
This is that story.

Post Mon Dec 15, 2003 4:38 am

Chapter 1- Strange spam sounds

The thread was eerily quiet to begin with, despite the obvious nature of the thread, only sp/der inside, twiddling his thumbs and waiting for someone to enter his humble abode.
Suddenly, sp/der’s prayers were answered, and in walked Aceaz.
‘Welcome’ Said Sp/der ‘Welcome to my thread, friend, make all the sounds you want, as this is what we are here for’
‘What do you mean, Dear sir?’ Asked Aceaz
‘It means exactly what it says’ Replied Sp/der, slightly annoyed
‘What the hell then? Kpleh’ Said Aceaz
The door then swung open, and in walked a curious sir Spectre.
‘Kpleh’ Repeated Aceaz
‘Sp/der-’ Began Spectre
‘Kpleh’
‘Sombody already did-’ continued Spectre
‘Kpleh’
‘This’ Finished Spectre
‘Kpleh’
‘Moof’ Said Imagine, entering and promptly exiting the room.
Sp/der was sitting in the corner, trying to ignore the sounds of Aceaz saying ‘kpleh!’ continually
‘Sqeekybongolo!’ exclaimed sp/der
Nobody had a chance to reply, for Mullet chose that precise moment to crash though the roof, carrying tonnes of canned spam with him.
‘Who wants SPAMMMMMMM?’ He yelled
‘What the bet that these two gits are gonna get banned at the same time?’ said aceaz, struggling to extricate himself from underneath the pile of spam
Spectre was already at the door, trying to summon a moderator to the thread.
Eventually giving up, he ran over to the canned spam singing ‘Mullet is a terd’ While he attempted to dig up sp/der.
Aceaz Joined in the singing.
‘Why do I get the feeling my humble thread is being used as a weapon?’ Sp/der said, finally dug up from the pit of spam.
‘This is how we do it here at TRL, Sp/der’ said Spectre ‘I’m a pro’ He was then hit on the head by another can of spam thrown by mullet.
‘Twas a sad day’ Began Aceaz ‘When the mod’s took their leave, the spammers struck’
True to the point, Aceaz was then “struck” by a can of spam, also thrown by mullet.
‘It’s not really much a strange sound’ Said Aceaz, when the stars in his eyes cleared ‘As an annoying drone that WONT STOP!’
‘... And all through the house, not a creature was stirring not even a mouse..’ Began Sp/der ‘When suddenly attacked by relentless spammers did come about and the people cried with an angry Shout, SHUT UP....’
‘It sure ain’t a larks call’ Said Spectre
‘Where’s a mod when you need one?’ Said Sp/der
‘The pen is mightier then the sword’ Said Imagine, poking his head in the thread door ‘But not the click’
Griffon, Warlord Bob and Arania walked in then and almost choked at the stench of rotting spam.
‘Wow!’ Exclaimed Griffon ‘Live spam!’
He pulled a can of spam out of his pocket and tossed it on the pile,
‘That my bit’ He said, and left
‘Call the mods!’ Yelled Bob
A ball of flame then ignited in Arania’s hand
‘This is far too out of hand’ Said Arania ‘I’m getting a moderator’
‘I already did’ Said Spectre
Arania poked his head out of the door, ‘MUSTANG!’ He yelled.
Mustang arrived instantaneously.
‘Alright, now I’m pissed of Mullet!! This is you one and only warning!’ He yelled
The thread door closed with an ominous *click*

Post Mon Dec 15, 2003 9:58 am

hehe, great job

It is better to aim for the stars and hit the tops of the trees than to aim for nothing and hit it dead on.

Post Mon Dec 15, 2003 6:50 pm

Very nice work!

Post Mon Dec 15, 2003 7:29 pm

when the phrase "Mu/ll/et is a terd" was/is used, does that mean "terd" as in "bob3terd?"

..and it's been a long time since we heard of any Titan Livers; do they still exist? haw-haw-haw

Post Mon Dec 15, 2003 10:46 pm

Taw, Do I still need to tell you where to put your Titan Livers???

Allright, for the last Time: Stick them where the sun don't shine !

Anyway Back on Topic:
The Story was good, you are a very good writer in the becoming my friend.
Although the story was a bit short, but at least not longer then necessary.
One minor minus, it needs a bit of structure, just a bit more
further no minus's its very good
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Oh, dear, How sad, Never mind!!-Battery Sergeant Major Williams
Plus the newest addition!!-

Edited by - Locutus on 15-12-2003 22:52:11

Post Mon Dec 15, 2003 11:12 pm

It's short because it's incomplete, the other chapters deal with mullets spam threads and the sig thread.
They will be alot shorter than this one.

good to know my fourth story written is good

Post Wed Dec 17, 2003 12:34 am

How's the next chapter coming?

All these posts inbetween chapter breaks (in my case Acts) is why I never posted until after it was all complete. But to each his own. Hope you're still committed to it.

Sir Spectre

Post Wed Dec 17, 2003 8:31 am

Chapter 2-
Spam Shipping-pt1

Spectre and Aceaz walked into, or rather, tried to walk into the thread entitled ‘spam’, but it was filled with that which of it was named.
Canned spam, tinned spam, canisters of rotting spam, red spam, green spam, flavoured spam and even spam strings!
‘Whoa!’ Said Aceaz, struggling to breathe against the stench of the rotting spam towers ‘That is a lot of spam, tell us, what is your obsession with this, “meat”’
‘Mu’ Said Spectre ‘if you want to talk to us, do so with order, not with these childish displays of perishables’
Mullet turned, his eyes burning with insanity
‘YOU WANT TO TALK?’ He yelled ‘OK? WHAT LANGUAGE ESPANOL? dsfjlfdjfdo8i4tj 98it987u jiodflkgjklsdfjlkfjdfkljffd kjdy5sefjdhdljkfijdfkl jdfk jsdlkfjesklrjisjdfk ietujdlkvmitru894, DO YOU GET THAT? HOW ‘BOUT CHINESE? Nah, I’m hungry’
He immediately started vomiting up canned spam, in a horrid display that turned eyes and stomachs alike
‘Mu’ Said Aceaz ‘What’s the point?’
‘Ok’ Said Spectre, desperately trying to ignore the retching mullet ‘what play should I use this time?’
‘The rape of lucrece?’ Suggested Aceaz
‘Looks as if the *ucker has stopped’ observed Spectre, watching mullet shovel down the spam he had just vomited up ‘or perhaps not’
‘He made some sort of nest of spam in the sound thread’ said Aceaz
‘Nest eh?’ said spectre ‘sounds disturbing, like the way maggots infest the ass’
Spectre had to wildly defend himself against mullet, who came bounding over and attempted to imitate a maggot.
‘Well Mustang locked the sound thread’ said indy11, standing with mustang at the thread door.
‘Mustang’ Asked Spectre, still trying to fend off mullet ‘why only a warning, other have been banned for less’
‘I hadn’t seen these’ said Mustang, peering around at the scene ‘you’ve done yourself in mullet, I’m seeing Bargib’

Post Wed Dec 17, 2003 4:18 pm

Cool, another chapter. Good job



Edited by - Aceaz on 17-12-2003 16:18:10

Post Thu Dec 18, 2003 12:14 am

@Arania, chapter 2 is good. Short but good. I like:

Spectre had to wildly defend himself against mullet, who came bounding over and attempted to imitate a maggot.


That was funny!

Sir Spectre

Post Thu Dec 18, 2003 12:29 am

aye, well done..where did i leave that oscar? oh wait...thats for films...nevermind

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