07-06-2013, 06:59 PM
I have way too many threads already.
BUT EACH IS TOO BIG/DIFFERENT
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Tutorial 1-
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Try to keep them spriting related.
BUT EACH IS TOO BIG/DIFFERENT
;~;
Tutorial 1-
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Zombie Tutorial 1Try to keep them spriting related.
This is an Animal Crossing Wild World fanfic series.
Think of it as a sequel to Samson, the true creepypasta I wrote. Want the link?
I'll edit it in.
It's a sequel because I picked up the game again, and decided to turn the events into a fanfic, using two different view. Primarily that of Watz. The other is his brother and mad scientist employee, Dr. Ghost. Changed his last name to Ghost because he's insane.
It's been two years.
Two years since that accursed mouse moved in and took over.
I did what I had to do and reset, even though Ressetti was already pissed at me.
Me and my family spent two years living in our home.
We knew there would be a drawback to abusing powers beyond our comprehension. But we never thought the freaky mouse would be it.
Either way, the town went to hell, as you can imagine.
Ironic because the town's named HeLl. Don't know why we settled down here.
We haven't left the house in those two years. Except one, though she wasn't related to us. Now it's just me and my siblings, Ghost and Gwen, though we should've gone when she did.
But we didn't.
We've been surviving on our wealth we acquired by abusing those powers. We're down to our last half a million bells.
So, I decided to step outside.
Money literally littered the streets.
I forgot we how we had come into such vast wealth until I saw this sight.
It was more than enough for a few more years.
But another thing I noticed- the weeds. The dirt. The ruination.
We were living in Hell in HeLl.
I looked around- I saw some familiar faces. Bob and Tabby.
Everyone else, however, was new.
I decided before I greeted someone, to change my wardrobe. I had been wearing the same clothes for two years, afterall. I went back in my house and opened my dresser, and to my surprise it was empty.
"Darn bro."
He's always taking stuff from up here to use for his experiments. Why he'd need my clothes, I don't know. I do remember him mentioning making "Shirt Trees," though, so that's a start. I grabbed my gold shovel and started searching for cracks in the ground signifying something buried under. Didn't take me long to find one. Took me seconds to find hundreds. I started digging.
Wallpaper, masks, hats, novelties, furniture, etc. were dug up. Used it to redecorate. Eventually, I found some glasses, a flame shirt, and a stupid chef's hat. Better than my current clothing. I went over to the river, washed them, and put them on. Considering all I had, I figured I should make my room more hospitable.
I took of the hideous wallpaper and carpet Ghost gave me and put a modern wallpaper and an orne-something rug. Not a good fix, but good enough. I then picked up the mess on the floor, making my room cozy and roomy. I decided to release my pets, except Octi. I couldn't part with him, but I knew it would be best to release the best, as I had been neglecting them.
After this, I remembered the sight outside. It was disgusting. So, I decided to fix that. Tortimer sure as heck wasn't, and if no one else was, I might as well. So, I emptied my pockets and I stepped outside.
I had a four step plan:
1) Pick up all the money and donate it.
2) Pull all the weeds
3) Pick and dig up all the other things
4) Cut some trees, plant more, and plant more flowers.
And so I set off. It would be a long day, but I tried. After a few hours, I finally donated the bells. All seven million. Yeah. Seven. I'm pretty sure our neighboring city is filthy rich now. So, I then started weeding. To give you an idea, I found 11 four-leaf clovers. While most would take this as ungodly luck, I saw it as a sign- there was much work needed to be done. By the end of the day, I had not finished weeding.
I had more work to do tomorrow.
Think of it as a sequel to Samson, the true creepypasta I wrote. Want the link?
I'll edit it in.
It's a sequel because I picked up the game again, and decided to turn the events into a fanfic, using two different view. Primarily that of Watz. The other is his brother and mad scientist employee, Dr. Ghost. Changed his last name to Ghost because he's insane.
It's been two years.
Two years since that accursed mouse moved in and took over.
I did what I had to do and reset, even though Ressetti was already pissed at me.
Me and my family spent two years living in our home.
We knew there would be a drawback to abusing powers beyond our comprehension. But we never thought the freaky mouse would be it.
Either way, the town went to hell, as you can imagine.
Ironic because the town's named HeLl. Don't know why we settled down here.
We haven't left the house in those two years. Except one, though she wasn't related to us. Now it's just me and my siblings, Ghost and Gwen, though we should've gone when she did.
But we didn't.
We've been surviving on our wealth we acquired by abusing those powers. We're down to our last half a million bells.
So, I decided to step outside.
Money literally littered the streets.
I forgot we how we had come into such vast wealth until I saw this sight.
It was more than enough for a few more years.
But another thing I noticed- the weeds. The dirt. The ruination.
We were living in Hell in HeLl.
I looked around- I saw some familiar faces. Bob and Tabby.
Everyone else, however, was new.
I decided before I greeted someone, to change my wardrobe. I had been wearing the same clothes for two years, afterall. I went back in my house and opened my dresser, and to my surprise it was empty.
"Darn bro."
He's always taking stuff from up here to use for his experiments. Why he'd need my clothes, I don't know. I do remember him mentioning making "Shirt Trees," though, so that's a start. I grabbed my gold shovel and started searching for cracks in the ground signifying something buried under. Didn't take me long to find one. Took me seconds to find hundreds. I started digging.
Wallpaper, masks, hats, novelties, furniture, etc. were dug up. Used it to redecorate. Eventually, I found some glasses, a flame shirt, and a stupid chef's hat. Better than my current clothing. I went over to the river, washed them, and put them on. Considering all I had, I figured I should make my room more hospitable.
I took of the hideous wallpaper and carpet Ghost gave me and put a modern wallpaper and an orne-something rug. Not a good fix, but good enough. I then picked up the mess on the floor, making my room cozy and roomy. I decided to release my pets, except Octi. I couldn't part with him, but I knew it would be best to release the best, as I had been neglecting them.
After this, I remembered the sight outside. It was disgusting. So, I decided to fix that. Tortimer sure as heck wasn't, and if no one else was, I might as well. So, I emptied my pockets and I stepped outside.
I had a four step plan:
1) Pick up all the money and donate it.
2) Pull all the weeds
3) Pick and dig up all the other things
4) Cut some trees, plant more, and plant more flowers.
And so I set off. It would be a long day, but I tried. After a few hours, I finally donated the bells. All seven million. Yeah. Seven. I'm pretty sure our neighboring city is filthy rich now. So, I then started weeding. To give you an idea, I found 11 four-leaf clovers. While most would take this as ungodly luck, I saw it as a sign- there was much work needed to be done. By the end of the day, I had not finished weeding.
I had more work to do tomorrow.