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Twich
11-14-2003, 07:45 AM
If anyone's going crazy and actually has the time to play around a bit, here's something that could be fun. There are no words. Just the smilies. You have to write your own version. :) Feel free to write your explanation in following posts. It might be fun to see what people come up with. After a couple of people post their "versions"...I'll post what I was thinking. Then maybe someone else can try.

:hi: :curtsey: :help: :frontrow: :hug2: :lech: :dunno: :candle: :pace: :bored: :shrug: :idea: :gasp: :nopeek: :shrug: :g2f: :freak: :shocked: :flee: :wall: :bawl:

But then:

:tough: :wavehi: :whisper: :moped: :boat: :fishing: :frontrow: :cubist: :shrug: :thud: :aok: :faint: :applaud: :cloud9: :hug: :kotc: :groove: :love: :dancin: :djdisco:

The end.

LiLOrion
11-14-2003, 08:00 AM
Of course I got work out the butt when you decide to play a game like this. :D

I'll have to come back later and try my hand at unraveling the mysteries of Twich's mind...as told by the smilies of FMD. :)

Twich
11-14-2003, 08:05 AM
Originally posted by LiLOrion
I'll have to come back later and try my hand at unraveling the mysteries of Twich's mind...as told by the smilies of FMD. :)

That's sort of scary when you say it that way. :lol

Kerrigan
11-14-2003, 08:13 AM
The first is the story of getting into Farscape and then reacting to the cancellation. The second is about how we're saving Farscape and the huge PARTY we're gonna throw when we have confirmation that we saved it. Nice one, Twichie!

Erm, no phone smilie, I would have put together a story about a certain phone gawdess. :D

stellar
11-14-2003, 08:15 AM
Originally posted by LiLOrion
Of course I got work out the butt when you decide to play a game like this. :D

Okay, what do you do for a living again?

Sorry, but you sorta handed that up on a silver platter.

Vote Stellar

grinner
11-14-2003, 08:16 AM
Originally posted by Twich
If anyone's going crazy and actually has the time to play around a bit, here's something that could be fun. There are no words. Just the smilies. You have to write your own version. :) Feel free to write your explanation in following posts. It might be fun to see what people come up with. After a couple of people post their "versions"...I'll post what I was thinking. Then maybe someone else can try.

:hi: :curtsey: :help: :frontrow: :hug2: :lech: :dunno: :candle: :pace: :bored: :shrug: :idea: :gasp: :nopeek: :shrug: :g2f: :freak: :shocked: :flee: :wall: :bawl:

But then:

:tough: :wavehi: :whisper: :moped: :boat: :fishing: :frontrow: :cubist: :shrug: :thud: :aok: :faint: :applaud: :cloud9: :hug: :kotc: :groove: :love: :dancin: :djdisco:

The end. Okay... You say hello and cursey. You ask for help from the front row and get a hug from a lecherous person? You don't know? Looking around in the darkness, you being to pace around and get bored... so you shrug. But then you have an idea... you gasp and tell others not to peek. but you've gone to far and you look like a freak who is shocked... so you flee but run into a wall and start to cry.

But then... you get tough and wave hi to everyone and whisper that you have to drive a moped to a boat so that you can fish for popcorn made by Picasso, but you shrug and fall down. But then you are ok... yes... okay. even though you feel a little faint. You get some applause which puts you onto cloud 9, so you hug your friend and kiss him on the cheek and start to groove with your love and dance to a rocking DJ.

Close?

BlackThorn
11-14-2003, 08:32 AM
My translation:

You say hello to everyone and introduce yourself. You then ask for help with you popcorn. It keeps trying to hug and flirt with you, and you don't know why. You feel like you're in the dark and are getting depressed and bored because you still don't understand. Then you have an idea. You're shocked and afraid to look because it doesn't make sense. The popcorn wouldn't go that far. It's not that crazy. Wait!!! It is!! Flee! Hide! Panic!

But then . . .

You friend shows up and tells you a secret. You drive and sail back, fishing for dinner along the way, until you find the popcorn waiting at an art museum. You don't get it at first, but then it hits you. You fall down in shock at the genius of the plan. After a brief moment of being stunned, you get up and applaud, feeling like you're on cloud nine. Your friend shows up again and hugs and kisses you, and you groove over being loved so much. After, you go out dancing at a hip club to celebrate.

The end.

stellar
11-14-2003, 09:00 AM
A boy meets a girl and asks her to the movies. The girl does not have a good time, as the boy is a popcorn hog. A nicer boy is sitting next to her in the theater and she snuggles up to him and leaves boy #1, let’s call him Leopold, eating his popcorn. After the date Leopold is expecting some action, but the girl, let’s call her Beatrice, doesn’t understand why, as Leopold ignored her during the movie to the point she had to start making out with boy#2, let’s call him Marty. Marty wonders where Beatrice went after the movie at the same time Beatrice (dressed in blue) paces around because she forgot to give Marty her phone number. All the time Leopold is playing with his ball (this may or may not be a euphemism). The narrator of this story has no idea where to go with it next (hence the shrugging… but then an idea what if Beatrice started blindly calling Marty’s name and Marty was playing peek-a-boo… what, no let’s start again (shrugging). Got it: Marty wasn’t feeling well one day and got into a car accident on the way to the Gym and was hideously disfigured, Beatrice having seen this freaks out and runs away. After a while Beatrice realizes how unfeeling she’d been and goes to Marty’s house crying. Marty, feeling better now agrees to take her back and tells her the secret he’s been keeping from everyone, including the narrator which is why it remains a secret. Well they just have a good time represented by this montage of motor-scootering and boat riding and fishing. Leopold has resumed his popcorn routine at the Picasso exhibit at the Met. What, you got a problem with that (shrug)? One day Marty drops dead. It was an assassin with an overdeveloped thumb. Beatrice, full of grief, takes her own life at an opera during the encore. They meet in the afterlife after 1000 years of purgatory for Beatrice (who took her own life). They snuggle and kiss and fall in love all over again. They dance to John the Baptist spinning the records madly.

The End.

grinner
11-14-2003, 09:05 AM
:lol :rollin:

trinamick
11-14-2003, 09:29 AM
:roflmao: Wow - I think Stellar's got it figured out exactly!

talyn3
11-14-2003, 09:35 AM
I think this is both a cry for help and a headstart on the next Frelly Award.

LiLOrion
11-14-2003, 10:04 AM
Originally posted by stellar
Okay, what do you do for a living again?

Sorry, but you sorta handed that up on a silver platter.

Vote Stellar



:rollin: Yeah I did didnt I?

What am I voting for Stellar for? I thought that was over.

stellar
11-14-2003, 02:17 PM
Originally posted by talyn3
I think this is both a cry for help and a headstart on the next Frelly Award.

It's a cry to help me win over g_s next November.

Vote Stellar, vote often.

I hope I didn't kill the thread... these are neato!!!

Twich
11-14-2003, 02:28 PM
YAY!!!!! You guys are FANTASTIC!!!! I love your stories...but I think they're cooler than mine! LOL!

Anyway..here's what I was thinking when I wrote it:

Hi!:hi: My name is SmilieAnn. :curtsey: I need your help, :help: so if you would please relax and have a seat, I'll tell you about it. :frontrow:

You see, I have this friend named Steve. :hug2: Even though he's a friend, I like him a little more than that if you know what I mean. :lech: I don't know what to do about it. :dunno: I feel all alone out here. :candle: I mean I've thought about it. :pace: Wondered about it. :bored: And I just don't know what to do. :shrug: I have this idea, :idea: but it's kind of scary. :gasp: I don't even know if I should think about it again. :nopeek: I mean what if I do ask him out :shrug: and he says no :g2f:? Or he thinks I'm strange? :freak: Or he's scared :shocked: and runs away? :flee: I might not see him again! :wall: That would devastate me. :bawl:

To be Continued in the next post...

Twich
11-14-2003, 02:36 PM
But then:

I got brave. :tough: I called him up :wavehi: (no phone smilie) and asked him :whisper: if he would like to go out. :moped: We could drive to the shore.:boat: Go fishing? :fishing: Watch a movie? :frontrow: Maybe go to the new art exhibit that's at the museum? :cubist: I didn't know what he would say :shrug: And then I almost fainted. :thud: He said YES! :aok: I passed out (only momentarily) :faint: and when I awoke I was SO excited! :applaud: I was too happy for words. :cloud9: When we went out, he gave me a hug :hug: and a kiss on the cheek :kotc: and told me he was VERY excited that I had asked him out. :groove: It seems he loved me too! :love:

And we lived happily ever after, dancing to our own private tune. :dancin: :djdisco:

The end.

(See? Quite boring compared to the creative minds here. LOL!)

That was FUN! Anyone up for another??

stellar
11-14-2003, 02:56 PM
I was soooooo close. :)

grinner
11-14-2003, 02:59 PM
whatever... :P

Lord Loser
11-14-2003, 03:28 PM
No offense Twichie, but I can't see how those smilies EVER came up with your tale. Now Stella's...

stellar
11-14-2003, 03:31 PM
Originally posted by grinner
whatever... :P

:P:P.

stellar
11-14-2003, 03:34 PM
Originally posted by Lord Loser
No offense Twichie, but I can't see how those smilies EVER came up with your tale. Now Stella's...

You forgot a "r" at the end of my name. That's Stellar. I'll let it go this once cause I know pimpin' aint easy... but it's necessary.

Lord Loser
11-14-2003, 03:41 PM
You want some of this too? Well, I guess talk to generic_screenname and we'll make Sunday a handicap match, unless grinner want's in, then it'll be a Tag Team match to remember. And it only on Pay-per-view!

That's right kids, get your G_S Cardy's shined up and make that call right now, Times quickly running out.

grinner
11-14-2003, 05:28 PM
Stella... you just have to ride my coattails don't ya... :P:P:P:O

BlackThorn
11-14-2003, 05:28 PM
Careful, grinner. Looks like you have a budding stalker on your hands.

grinner
11-14-2003, 05:38 PM
nothing I can't handle... I hope?

Lord Loser
11-14-2003, 05:39 PM
Well, I'm not too proud to admit when my beotch does good, it makes us both look better...

Twich
11-14-2003, 07:28 PM
Okay...since the last one went so overwhelmingly. :lol


Here goes:

:bigwave: :tonguetie :loser: :whoops: :drivin: :charge: :violin: :director: :crazydanc :kick: :rallydriv :woohoo: :puppy: :trooper: :jedi: :space: :borg: :fwap: :tv: :zzz: :poke: :smash: :fear: :ballchain :faint:

The End


Okay...go for it. Let's see what you can do with that. :lol

BlackThorn
11-14-2003, 08:42 PM
Hi, I'm a little tongue tied right now because Lord Loser just made a mess in the car. You see, it all started when he charged off to fight the violinist on the movie set. Before he got there, he started going crazy and kicked a police officer. Lord Loser was so proud of himself he started cheering and yelling, "I'll get you and your little dog too!"

That's when some storm troopers showed up, and while Lord Loser went off to battle the "evil" Darth Buddha, I was abducted by a giant spaceship! There was a cyborg that started whacking me on the head with a really big stick, and the next thing I knew, they were forcing me to watch Scare Tactics on a television. I think I fell asleep, because I woke up and found them probing me. When they tired of that, they went back to hitting me on the head with a mallet instead of a stick. That's when I finally realized the horror of my situation. I screamed and tried to run away, but they had chained me down. Then I died.

The end.

stellar
11-14-2003, 08:55 PM
Originally posted by Lord Loser
You want some of this too? Well, I guess talk to generic_screenname and we'll make Sunday a handicap match, unless grinner want's in, then it'll be a Tag Team match to remember. And it only on Pay-per-view!

That's right kids, get your G_S Cardy's shined up and make that call right now, Times quickly running out.

Make that a pandemonium cage match and I'm in, Mean Gene.

grinner
11-14-2003, 08:57 PM
Cool... I always wanted to try MoonSaults and PowerBombs.

I want to be Mr. PayPerView.

trinamick
11-14-2003, 09:20 PM
We used to have a Mean Gene's Burgers in my town - he came to the grand opening & everything - woo hoo!

stellar
11-14-2003, 09:31 PM
He was my favorite announcer. I had his non-action figure and everything.

Lord Loser
11-14-2003, 10:36 PM
Oh yeah, it's a cage match, maybe even a cage death match, I haven't heard for sure. I'll have to go back and check the Word association thread to make sure.

And Blackie, I don't think I've laughed quite that hard in a long time. Ahhhh, the dark ones and their humour...