Not really much of one certain subject....

Posted by Kent Allard from JOBOB105-22.splitrock.net on July 26, 2000 at 02:38:23:

But I have a few things I would like to say and ask...

First thanks Goodsport on the information on the indention’s
Second thanks for doing the updated chapter logs; I was beginning to wonder where you had gone. Oh I think I accidentally got caught up in your updated chapter logs Goodsport, again I log on and find you started the logs, although this one was a bit humorous haha ;)
Third um with that being said there is no third
Now I have a question, can I post a sort of graphic I made for my story, it's not anywhere near as good as Fiddlers but I also used crap soft ware which limited my abilities, also I don't have a logo on it. And Goodsport how do you like your character in COTD, oh and I'm sorry I haven't been able to do the next chapters in COTD or Third World but I've been pressed down for the moment, and I've had some troubles. And I'm getting a REALLY bad illness but I am still able to plug out a few things for COTD each night but It's really slowing me down, I think I better get to a doctor. And um Goodsport do you have AIM because I've had some trouble with ICQ so I uninstalled it although I'm thinking about reinstalling it.

And Goodsport is this how I do the indention thing... hope this works... This is from COTD 2, which is also in the works.

"I watched as surrounded by dead men, I saw my Jones fall and I knew he would never rise again, the sun set in a blaze of fire the ground stained black with blood. Bodies lay pilled one upon another the army of hatred finding equality in death, but no where among them was found my Jones as I wondered, my eyes blinded by tears I struggled to recall without pain the man I had loved. Every memory that had brought us to this day burned with equal bitterness within me."

Which I altered then here is the rest.

“I scanned the area before me, I set my eyes on the being that had brought so much hatred and death throughout this world, the horrible thing, I wanted it to go back to hell from where it came, I had lost my Jones, and my life.” Then an arm shot from under the sand. The hand was severely cut, and scared, it had a bandage wrapped around it, the bandage was blood stained. The hand then clutched the top of the sand and slowly brought up a human figure first she was able to make out a felt of a fedora, it couldn’t be she thought, it couldn’t be him. Then coming out from under the hat was a man, her love, Indiana Jones, his face had been smeared with sand, and blood was caked over the sand. Meagan rushed over quickly, helping to pull his limp body from the sand, she looked up to his beaten worn aged face and couldn’t help but think he was the most dashing man she had ever seen. He grabbed her arm holding himself up, then slowly moved the arm down to her shoulder, as they slowly walked into the setting sun, Indy gave a quick glance back to the figure of death, which has cursed the lives of millions…”

It will go on but that is a piece of the story, I hope you enjoy it. Tell me what you think :)

Oh and do you all mind if I post a self portrait I did of myself... just to show what the real Kent looks like, that may also end your weird emails ;) j/k

~~~K. Allard

Oh BTW: I will be posting the updated chapters to COTD Saturday if I'm well enough to do so. Oh and Goodsport how can you continually do that & n b s p & n b s p & n b s p it drove me bonkers doing that for that short segment cause I couldn't figure out what to do. Oh and that piece of the story is the end of COTD 2 so please don't accidentally mistake that for a part of the regular COTD. :)

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: But I have a few things I would like to say and ask...

: First thanks Goodsport on the information on the indention’s
: Second thanks for doing the updated chapter logs; I was beginning to wonder where you had gone. Oh I think I accidentally got caught up in your updated chapter logs Goodsport, again I log on and find you started the logs, although this one was a bit humorous haha ;) 
: Third um with that being said there is no third
: Now I have a question, can I post a sort of graphic I made for my story, it's not anywhere near as good as Fiddlers but I also used crap soft ware which limited my abilities, also I don't have a logo on it. And Goodsport how do you like your character in COTD, oh and I'm sorry I haven't been able to do the next chapters in COTD or Third World but I've been pressed down for the moment, and I've had some troubles. And I'm getting a REALLY bad illness but I am still able to plug out a few things for COTD each night but It's really slowing me down, I think I better get to a doctor. And um Goodsport do you have AIM because I've had some trouble with ICQ so I uninstalled it although I'm thinking about reinstalling it.

: And Goodsport is this how I do the indention thing... hope this works... This is from COTD 2, which is also in the works.

:     "I watched as surrounded by dead men, I saw my Jones fall and I knew he would never rise again, the sun set in a blaze of fire the ground stained black with blood. Bodies lay pilled one upon another the army of hatred finding equality in death, but no where among them was found my Jones as I wondered, my eyes blinded by tears I struggled to recall without pain the man I had loved. Every memory that had brought us to this day burned with equal bitterness within me."

: 
: Which I altered then here is the rest.

: 
:     “I scanned the area before me, I set my eyes on the being that had brought so much hatred and death throughout this world, the horrible thing, I wanted it to go back to hell from where it came, I had lost my Jones, and my life.” Then an arm shot from under the sand. The hand was severely cut, and scared, it had a bandage wrapped around it, the bandage was blood stained. The hand then clutched the top of the sand and slowly brought up a human figure first she was able to make out a felt of a fedora, it couldn’t be she thought, it couldn’t be him. Then coming out from under the hat was a man, her love, Indiana Jones, his face had been smeared with sand, and blood was caked over the sand. Meagan rushed over quickly, helping to pull his limp body from the sand, she looked up to his beaten worn aged face and couldn’t help but think he was the most dashing man she had ever seen. He grabbed her arm holding himself up, then slowly moved the arm down to her shoulder, as they slowly walked into the setting sun, Indy gave a quick glance back to the figure of death, which has cursed the lives of millions…”

: It will go on but that is a piece of the story, I hope you enjoy it. Tell me what you think :)

: Oh and do you all mind if I post a self portrait I did of myself... just to show what the real Kent looks like, that may also end your weird emails ;) j/k  <IMG SRC="http://www.geocities.com/kent_allard_2000/kentallard.jpg">

: ~~~K. Allard

: Oh BTW: I will be posting the updated chapters to COTD Saturday if I'm well enough to do so. Oh and Goodsport how can you continually do that & n b s p & n b s p & n b s p it drove me bonkers doing that for that short segment cause I couldn't figure out what to do. Oh and that piece of the story is the end of COTD 2 so please don't accidentally mistake that for a part of the regular COTD. :)

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