On 2001-09-30 05:28:00, harleq wrote:
it's quite alrite if u don't believe i wroite it. like i said b4, that's a compliment. but you can check your local bookstore somethime next year for a fantasy book by a clever little 16-year-old. that's me.
Ohmygod, you're such an idiot. You read the messages, you replied to them. However, you never, ever concentrate on 95% of the message...just the 5% which there's some chance to 'prove' them wrong.
"After all, this is the internet, where people pretend to be other people and take credit for things that aren't their own all the time. SO PROVE YOURSELF. I DARE YOU."
This pretty much proved it clearly. You completely ignored a post which you were replying to, the part which there was capitals. Based on your personality prototype, you would, since it's so easy to. What's the point of not doing so and having the annoyance of proving to these 'untalented' that you are? In other words, by far the easiest solution was to talk in that way for just one post. Yet you didn't.
In other words, all the stuff you've shown to us before was...not yours.
Additionally, your site (where you hosted the pictures). I believe you have quite a tendency to lie. It said on there that you exceeded bandwidth because too many people look at your site, yet...the direct link which takes you to your new one doesn't even have 350 hits. Yeah sure, we all believe you (shut up). Oh, and if that wouldn't be considered 'proof', how about the fact that the site it was transferred to also was hosted by geocities? It didn't even change hosts.
Personally, I believe you wrote the story though. But that's not a compliment. You wanted to write something that makes you sound impressive...you know what? Writers are people by far who can see others in different points of view, from theirs, from their own, from others...you lacked the flavor that writers have. Your great artworks are just random integers of numbers punched in meaningless. It's not a great work. It's just a crappy story with no flavor, that had its words replaced to ones which nobody in your age range could understand.
Oh, and don't you dare say something stupid now, you're gonna say something offtopic and not talk about the rest of the post. It's pretty obvious that you do, considering you jump points from multiple posts yet your posts are very short...in other words, you read all the posts, then you said something that you can't really 'say something back to'. Which was, incidentially 95% of their message, so your answer was really, really small.
It's people like you, dear, that will never get anywhere in life. You know why you pretend and lie all the time? Because you can't do it. You can only lie about it, because you suck so much you can't really try and be able to make something that anybody would give a shit about. you're one more person who's gonna have no life, think that you're gonna be successful because you can remember facts so fast, then get replaced by a computer and go homeless.
Well, nice future isn't it.
Oh, talking about good art, take a look at this... illusionsworld.tripod.com/ore/
It's my site, although all the art's done by a friend (female in case you didn't notice). The amazing thing about her is she can draw bodies perfectly without any sketching beforehand... (you know how a lot of people do all the lines in order to make it look good? She doesn't even need to, the sketch IS her final copy).
Oh, and I don't think age makes a huge difference...for example, this is a little excerpt from my 12-year old sister's writing (she was 11 at the time).
"Tes hadn't bothered listening to his teacher. He knew what she had to say; he had little respect for any of his teachers, and she was no exception. He pulled out several unkempt drawings, covered with markings, measurements, half-finished ideas, and other such scribblings, and laid them out on his desk. Digging deeper into his bag, he removed a large quantity of raw materials, bits of wood and metals, a small quantity of glue (he had concocted it himself, and was quite proud of its superiority to that supplied by the school. Of course, the glue provided by the school didn't cause instantaneous death if swallowed, but certain trade-offs had to be made), and placed them in a heap next to his papers and models. Grabbing one of them, he began to add and subtract various pieces, experimenting with tensile strength and durability. The teacher stopped at his desk and plucked the device from his hands. Turning around in her hands, examining it skeptically, a mildly puzzled look spread over her face"
Anyways...this is getting too long so.