Runouw's Forum: The Movie 1 - City of None

[brandoprojectm]

RF MOVIE 1: City of None (Part 1)

Guys, I’ll admit it. I’m kinda stuck with RF. Having put it off for so long, I feel like I’ve lost the connection I had with the world and characters I created. So instead of just trying to dive right in again and possibly ruining the whole thing, I decided to make a…movie of sorts. You know that I consider RF like an anime, right? Well, animes have movies with stories that have no effect on the central plot, so I thought, “Why not make something like that?” So I did.

The place was deserted. Not a single soul in sight. Even though it was part of a grand, majestic parent website, it looked miserable. Actually, perhaps it was the grand, majestic parent website itself that made it pale in comparison. That was probably it.

There was an imposing sign over the entrance to the website, albeit a slightly crooked, dusty one. Due to the faded words you couldn’t really be sure what they said, but people who knew the site were 100% sure, and for a good reason, that they said “Runouw Freeforums.”

Two figures were slowly approaching the once-reasonably -well-known site. They knew that it was all but memories, and that the site had been emptied to make way for a potential new site in the future. But even so, they came.
The first figure’s name was brandobrawl. He removed the hood of the “genuine replica FMA sweater” from his head. The second figure, fourinone, AKA Foru, also removed his hood. It was all but necessary to be wear discreet clothing in this part of the Internet, so as to not attract much attention to yourself. Abandoned websites were the perfect hideouts for bands of Cyber-criminals. And that’s one thing they didn’t want on a simple visit to their palace of nostalgia.

“…it’s…old,” muttered brandobrawl after contemplating the decrepit establishment.

“…probably one of the reason we call it the “Old Forums”, don’tcha think?” replied Foru. He eyed the old website as well, feeling quite a bit of memories rushing back into his mind. Most of them had something to do with the person standing next to him, which was one of the reasons he had agreed to come along. “By the way, why’d you drag me here with you in the first place?”

“’Drag’? That’s a bit of an overstatement. I simply asked you if you wanted to come along.”

“Yeah, but why?”

“I…it’s kinda stupid,” said brandobrawl, avoiding eye contact with Foru. “I…was feeling a bit gloomy the other day, and I decided to come back here and visit the place…where things were a lot simpler. Where conflicts rarely arose and we could have the time of our lives without even trying.”

“Wow, now you’re the one who’s exaggerating. Sure things can get a bit stressful back at the new forum, and I know that in the old forum we had eypic times, but it’s like you’re comparing Heaven and Hell.”
“I know, I know. I told you it was stupid,” sighed brandobrawl. He walked tentatively towards the now permanently locked gates to the Old Forums. “But still. The old forum witnessed a lot of great times, and with my awful memory and all, I thought that maybe coming back to the actual site would help bring some of them back. If it did, it’d be the perfect cure to my low spirits.”

“See, that’s not a stupid reason at all!”

Brandobrawl gave Foru sarcastic glare. He then approached the door even further, until he was standing right next to it. He grabbed the big lock on the door and blew the dust off of it, thinking deeply.

Foru looked suspiciously at brandobrawl. “Wait. Don’t tell me you’re thinking of actually going inside the place.”

“Well…”

“Come on, BRNDN! You’ll get in serious trouble with the guys at Freeforums if they see you! It even says right there – ‘NO TRESPASSING’!”

Brandobrawl looked back at him. Foru shuddered slightly at the look on his face. There would be no stopping him now.

“Don’t worry Foru,” said brandobrawl, clapping his hands. “With a little bit of alchemy, no one will ever know the difference.” And with that, he clasped the lock tightly with both hands. There was the trademark blue lightning of a transmutation, and the lock fell off of the gate.

Brandobrawl opened the gate. And while it was pretty depressing to see the site unkempt and abandoned, a lot of memories did come rushing back to him. Just the cure for his depression.

“Wow…” said Foru, reminiscing in the moment. The buildings were empty and the streets were deserted, but they could both clearly recall what it looked like in its heyday.

Thmp.

They were both pulled back from their sweet memories by a sound. A sound not coming from themselves. Which was very alarming, considering the nature of the place they were currently in.

Brandobrawl and Foru were both already on high alert, standing back to back, and scanning the area. Someone might’ve been trying to sneak up on them. They were pretty confident that they could take care of 1 or 2 Cyber-criminals themselves. But if they encountered an entire group…

Thmp. Thmp thmp clack.

“You can remove it now, Strate,” came a voice from nowhere.

Instantly, 5 figures focused into view, as if emerging from a cloud of dust. Brandobrawl and Foru knew there was no dust or smoke, though. This was someone’s ability at work. This group of people had now chosen to reveal themselves to brandobrawl and Foru, but for better or for worse, they did not know.

The 5 figures glared at them both for a moment. There were 4 guys and a…girl, to their surprise. Though they had the feeling that she wasn’t even a bit less dangerous than the rest of them. They were right.

“Shall we kill them, Legend?” she said, with not even a trace of mercy in her eyes. Foru and brandobrawl flinched.

The leader, from what they could see, walked forward, a strange smile forming on his face. When brandobrawl stepped back instinctively, he raised his empty hands and said “Hey hey hey, no need to worry. We’re not gonna hurt you.”

Brandobrawl, still hesitant, replied “One of your group members just threatened to kill us. Why the hell should we trust you?”

The leader, his long hair covering most of his face, smiled yet again. He stared mysteriously at both brandobrawl and Foru for a moment, then passed his left hand through his hair, finally making his face visible. “…..recognize me now?”

Both brandobrawl and Foru stared wide-eyed at him. Yet another blast from the past.

“L-luigiLegend?!?!”

It was now the girl’s turn, and some of her partners as well, to be surprised. “You…know each other???”

“That’s right. It’s me,” said LuigiLegend, still grinning widely at both of them. “We knew each other…got together in this very spot. The Runouw Freeforums.”

Foru looked awkwardly at LuigiLegend’s companions. “And…um…these are your friends?”

LuigiLegend looked back at the group of people behind him. “Oh, that’s right. Where are my manners? These are my…yes, friends. They’re Strate, Zellar, Getsu, and my sweetheart, Rena.”

“I told you not to call me your ‘sweetheart’!” yelled Rena glaring at him, although she didn’t seem completely bothered by it.

“Er…nice to meet you,” said brandobrawl. They simply nodded back. “Anyway, what are you guys doing here?? I thought this place was abandoned, and out of bounds or something. Did you just get here, or-?”

“No, we’ve been here for a while,” said LuigiLegend, glancing proudly at the abandoned city. “I guess you could call this place our home.”

Foru gave brandobrawl a sideways glance. There was something strange in what he had just said. Besides the obvious.

“But…why would you live here?” asked Foru. “You have an account on the new forum, right? Why don’t you live there?”

LuigiLegend simply gave him his strange smile. “I think Brando said something about this earlier. Something about a ‘simpler’ life, right? Well, that’s exactly my reason. And I think you should understand me better than anyone right now, right, Brando?”

Brandobrawl looked down awkwardly. He was right. A simpler life…and actually staying in the Old Forums would be the perfect solution.

“It’s the whole hassle of living in an active site. You see people fighting every day. People living in constant disagreement. You can even feel lost being in the middle of all that. Why take it when you can find perfect happiness in isolation?” LuigiLegend shook his head, then looked back at his frowning companions. “Not total isolation of course. Without a few friends, you could go insane in a matter of days. But it’s still better than being surrounded by….you know.”

Brandobrawl nodded slowly. He understood him completely. Why live in a place like that…?

Foru was looking worriedly at brandobrawl. He looked at LuigiLegend, then at his companions, then at brandobrawl again.

“Ah yes,” said LuigiLegend. “Sorry for keeping you. I think you just came for a short visit, right? We have some stuff to do ourselves, so…”

“Su-sure. We were just about to leave,” said Foru. “Come on, BRNDN.” He turned and headed towards the gate, and brandobrawl shortly followed, albeit a bit absentmindedly.

“And don’t worry about the gate,” came LuigiLegend’s voice from behind them. “We’ll take care of it ourselves.”

As they got further and further away from the site, the tension of their encountered diminished. They put their hoods back on, and headed for Runouw’s Forums. The new ones.

“That was…weird,” said Foru, breaking the silence. “I never thought we’d meet up with an old bud in a place like that.”

Brandobrawl, still lost in thoughts, said, “You know…seeing LuigiLegend…and his situation…actually makes me feel better about myself. I was thinking about getting away from all the stress that the forum brings me, but I would never want to end up hiding from civilization like that.”

Foru nodded. “Yeah. Although, I don’t know if it was just me, but there was something weird back there…”

“I know. It was almost as if-”

And then it clicked. He knew now. And what terrible knowledge it was.

“Fo-foru…go back to the forums,” said brandobrawl, not even looking at Foru. “I’ll catch up with you later.”

“Wait, what? Where are you going?”

“No time to explain! Go!” And with that, he ran off.

He dashed past website after website. Realizing that running would be too slow, he looked for an alternative, and found one almost immediately. The URL Transport Tram. But there was no time for formalities. He simply leaped on top of it to hitch a quick ride, making a mental note to pay double next time he used it the correct way.

Finally, when the tram approached his destination, he leaped off yet again to sprint the rest of the way. The gate to the website opened automatically when he entered the website – his own forum.

Brandobrawl.freeforums.org.

“Da..damn…*huff*…why did my site…have to be…so *cough * far apart…from Runouw’s…” he wheezed, walking up to the “Online Users” electronic bulletin board.

His heart nearly stopped. There WAS a user online.

LuigiLegend.

And with that, his worst fears were confirmed. That, and the voice that came behind him.

“Hello, brandobrawl. I see I’ve been discovered.”

Brandobrawl turned around to find LuigiLegend, for some reason alone, facing him.

“And we can’t have that…can we?”


City of None (Part 2)

Sup guys. Here it is. As I told Moy, I'm going to try different style and mood changes with each of the parts of the story, to see which one gets what reception. As you may see, this part is mostly humorous, but still a bit exciting. Also, warning: Language

3 hours earlier


"You know, you should consider getting a haircut," said Foru, while strolling down chatbox plaza with brandobrawl. Yes, they were talking about brandobrawl's hair. Bottom line: it was a slow day.

"I'm not even sure if your ears actually EXIST at this point," he continued, "which should be at least slightly alarming to you, don't you think?"

"They don't. They were shot off by Nazis in 'Nam."

"...there were no Nazis in the Vietnam War."

"That's what the government WANTS you to think," said brandobrawl, smiling coyly.

"Heh, whatever."

"I'm not saying I don't need a haircut," yawned brandobrawl, stretching his limbs with the help of a nearby lamppost. "I just refuse to amputate such an important part of me."

"Decapitation is always a quick solution,” deadpanned Foru, yawning as well, contagiousness being one of a yawn's many effects.

"I'll contemplate that possibility thoroughly. Now come on, I iz bored. We should go to the Tavern or somethin'."

"Sounds good. You did promise me and the other guys a round of drinks."

"...I WHAT?!?!"

"You don't remember, huh? It probably has something to do with the fact that you were...drunk. If I recall correctly, you also promised this new user whose name I can't remember you'd marry her, had a money fight with your life's savings, and got a 24-hour ban for...reasons I cannot describe in this PG-13 story. Though you were unconscious the whole time, so no big, I guess."

"Well...♥♥♥♥."

"Hey, I just said PG-13, dammit."

As they rambled on senselessly, as many users frequently did when there was nothing better to do, they failed to notice a certain someone walking by with an actual purpose on her mind. A someone they not yet knew, but would very soon.

This person walked by them both, turning to glance at them briefly. Had they in fact taken the time to turn around, they would've noticed a smile of an alarming nature on her face. They wouldn't have noticed however, the even more alarming device she carried under a shoulder cape that almost seamlessly blended with the rest of her attire. This little detail was all planned of course. If only they had known in time.

She stopped. Her face twisted into the unmistakable expression of someone who has forgotten something, and she turned around abruptly. All of this was acted, of course, in case anyone happened to look at her. As she turned around, her shoulder cape swayed with the wind, making two things nearly undetectable. The green flash associated with the activation of a hack, and the sudden change of her appearance and attire. The cape was the only thing that remained the same. She resumed her walking.

And bumped into a unknowing and oblivious brandobrawl.

"Oh! I-I'm so sorry," she said, the device no longer on her self. "I should've watched where I was going. I'm truly-"

"Hey, don't worry about it, seriously," said brandobrawl reassuringly. He tried to treat all newcomers that way, especially fem- I mean, uh..just forget it. It was all to keep a positive image, although he had no idea if it was actually working.

"Er...okay. I'll...get going. Sorry again."

Foru, who had an uncanny knack for detecting suspicious things, couldn't help but feel the weird vibe in that encounter. But he kept quiet, as he often felt that knacks were often just that: gut feelings.

How wrong he was.

"What was that?" he simply said.

Brandobrawl glanced back at the slowly retreating figure. "Just a girl, Foru. Guess that breaks the whole "NO GIRLZ ON INTERNETZ LOL" rule, huh?"

"We must convict that criminal lowlife immediately," said Foru, deciding to dismiss the whole thing with yet another witty quip.

They resumed their walk towards the Tavern, not noticing even slightly the new item that lay within brandobrawl's coat pocket.

All according to plan.

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"All has gone according to plan, Master Legend."

"Nicely done, babe," came a voice over concealed headphones. "And stop with the 'All according to plan, Master Your Highness Sir' thing. It's so cliché. And it's sweet that you'd humiliate yourself with a master-servant relationship role-play, but you know what I'd prefer more (Note: No, it's not what you're thinking, ya sick basterdz), love."

"Now is not the time, Elly."

"That's more like it. Now get over t' you-know-where, we have one final thing to do before we get this show on the road."

"Sure thing...Master Your Highness Sir."

"Ahaha...did I mention I'm ♥♥♥♥' crazy for you?"

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That morning it was also pretty slow at one of the most popular places in town: The Tavern. And that was saying something. The usually filled-to-near-bursting establishment was nearly empty today, with Buff being the only bartender present, and the only other member of staff being Ridder, at the front door as acting security. Mostly he just stood around waving people inside, what with the dangerous-objects detector doing the whole "criminal filtering". Occasionally he had to take care of a troublemaker or two, and even then he usually didn't even have to use brute force. He had an almost scary way with words that could make even the most trollsh newb run away crying. And all he sacrificed was his good mood. Sometimes.

Buff was doing most of the work that day, serving up drinks and meals, both imaginary and not (I personally recommend the Milkos). He didn't really care WHAT they ordered, or what consequences these orders brought, be it near fatal cirrhosis or hair cancer, it was their own problem. But there was one thing he would not stand. Property damage. Which was where his trusty shotgun came in. Fully loaded and ready for anything. Anything except what was about to happen next.

Brandobrawl and Foru approached the Tavern, still chatting enthusiastically. It was hard to miss the single largest topic in the single largest forum. It had even merited a floor of its own, after only a couple months.

"-and that's how I single handedly defeated the Russian army," finished brandobrawl. "And the pirate ninja zombie demons. From Hell."

Foru gave brandobrawl a blank stare. "What the heck are you talking about, all you said was '-and that's how I single handedly defeated the Russian army and the pirate ninja zombie demons from Hell'!"

"Hey, I had to simulate a conversation that was about to end and that's all I could think of! Blame the author, will ya?!?"

"Curse you author! Your lack of creativity will be our undoing!" shouted Foru at no one in particular. "And you are unattractive and dumb!"

"...I think you went a bit overboard."

"I do too. Anyway, hey look, we're here. Now, about those drinks..."

Brandobrawl glared at him as they approached Ridder, the aforementioned supah-guard, who was apparently killing time on some electronic device neither brandobrawl nor Foru were familiar with. "You're not seriously gonna take me up on my stupid drunk offer, are you?? That'd be totally unfair!"

"I'm just messin' with you, man," said Foru, grinning innocently at brandobrawl. "Hey Ridder."

"*grumble Damn alcohol grumble* Oh haiya Riddah," brandobrawl said as they stepped inside the Tavern.

One step was all it took.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

Ridder flipped his head and jumped to his feet reflexively, ready to take on whatever newbie had made the mistake of bringing a suspicious object and trying to sneak it inside the Tavern.

But instead, he came head-to-head with brandobrawl. An alarmed, utterly confused brandobrawl, at that.

"What the- why is this thing beeping?" he said, stepping backwards into the Tavern to get away from the detector.

"Don't! Step outside, now!" exclaimed Ridder, still trying to make heads or tails of the whole thing. Sure, he could've understood someone like Linkdroid or Raymond sneaking a suspicious and possibly dangerous object into the Tavern, but Brando?

BLAM.

Brandobrawl nearly jumped into Foru's arms Scooby-Doo style from the shock. He turned around to see Buff holding his trusty, recently-discharged shotgun. He then looked down to see a considerable part of his favorite FMA sweater blown away.

"Who the hell was mentally retarded enough to walk into our Tavern with......wait, Brando?!?!"

"Yes it's me! And why the hell you shooting at me for?!?!"

"...but...the detector- I thought that...uh-"

Brandobrawl was in for yet another shock when he was forcibly grabbed and turned around by Ridder.

"Wha- Riddah, what're you-?"

"The detector doesn't lie, Buff. Runouw coded it himself. Brandon or not.." He then held out his hand, a clear signal for "hand the goddamn thing over".

Foru had been shocked to speechlessness the whole time, but this was the last straw. "Are you kidding me? Do you seriously think that-"

"No, Foru, let me,” said brandobrawl, his face slowly hardening into a frown. "And you, Riddah. Let me go."

"...I'm sorry Brando, I can't do that until you hand over what you're hiding."

"I'm not hiding anything! Now let me go!"

"Hand it over!"

"GET YOUR ♥♥♥♥ HANDS OF OFF ME!!"

None of them saw exactly what happened afterward. The next thing they knew, brandobrawl was on the floor bleeding, Ridder was holding a strange device and a piece of torn cloth, and Four was in the process of trying to restrain him.

"YOU ♥♥♥♥ PIECE OF-"

"So this is-"

"Why in-"

"What the hell is wrong-?!?"

"Brandon, there's no point in arguing now!" exclaimed Foru, interrupting them all. He less-than-gently pushed Ridder towards Buff, and put himself as a firmly-placed human barrier between the both of them. He had a strange look of his face, one that gave them the feeling that he knew something they didn't. He walked over to brandobrawl. "Let me help you get up."

Ridder and Buff simply stood back, all the while examining the…thing that Ridder had retrieved from brandobrawl. What in the world was Brando doing with something like that? And more importantly, what the heck was it?

Brandobrawl wiped his bloody face, giving the death glare he aimed at Ridder an enhanced effect. While he was positively rearing to get his revenge right then and there, he decided to do the most prudent thing. Nothing.

"...let's just go somewhere else," said brandobrawl, storming out the front door without even a second glance at anything but the street before him.

"...er," muttered Foru, walking quickly to catch up with brandobrawl. "You okay?”

"I’M FINE!"

"…”

Brandobrawl realized what he had just done. He had screamed in rage at his best friend, who had done nothing but try to help. It was this that made him snap out of the whole thing.

“I’m…I’m sorry Foru. I just…I just need to clear my mind somewhere. Somewhere…”

And then it hit him. Yes, it was perfect. He could kill two birds with one stone. Or…maybe he should’ve used a less violent idiom at a time like that.

“The…old forums…”

“You..don’t seriously…

Brandobrawl continued wiping the blood from his face. And he grinned at Foru, which was a good sign. "That's right...won’t you come along? I’ll buy you some drinks afterwards."

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3 hours…later


“C-come on…Mishter Tavurn bartehnderman, give me moar BOOZE!”

“…as of right now, you’ve had 34 mugs of beer.”

“S-so? The fatal inthake levul is 34.5!”

“…exactly my point! Now get out of the Tavern before I’m forced to take drastic measures.”

“Oh-oh yeah, what’re YOU gonna do, ya punk?”

Runouw glared at the drunkard. “Buff, would it look bad if I killed him right here and now?”

Buff was nonchalantly cleaning a recently-used glass. “Not really.”

“Good,” said Runouw, pulling out his staff and twirling it in the air before stabbing Hyper Sonic, the aforementioned drunk, in the eye with it.

“GAHH!! MY EYE!!” he said, stumbling blindly backward into an open window, then falling 30 stories to his death.

“Wow,” said Buff. “I didn’t know the Tavern was so up high.”

“It isn’t,” replied Runouw, using the glass-cleaning rag to wipe the blood off his staff.

At that moment, Avo burst into the Tavern, pointed his gun at a random guy and said “Thar ain’t enuff room in this ‘ere town fer the two of us!” He shot the guy in the face, then threw himself out the window and landed gracefully two stories down.

“Toldya,” said Runouw, giving Buff back the rag.

The Tavern doors opened yet again. This time, it was Mic, reporting in for his daily round. He looked around at the chaos that was ensuing inside, shrugged, then headed towards the bar. As he put on his uniform, he said to Runouw: “You know Suyo, if you keep abusing your mod powers like that some of the users might get angry.”

Runouw smiled, suddenly morphing back into his normal appearance, which was that of Superyoshi’s. “Hey, it was just a joke. No big deal.”

“Sure, whatever. Now come on, let me take my place behind the bar.”

The doors opened once again, and in walked a very disconcerted and Brando-less Foru. It was this second fact that caught the attention of the others, as they had all clearly seen them leave together.

Foru looked around. Ridder had not been present at the door, and there was no replacement either. While Buff was there behind the bar, he seemed completely fine, as if the events of that morning hadn’t taken place at all. He sighed.

He then sat down at one of the stools in front of the bar, while Suyo and Mic approached him from the other side.

“What’s up, Four?” asked Suyo, looking worriedly at Foru’s lost expression.

“Have you guys ever heard of a guy called “LuigiLegend’?” he said in response, hoping that either of them knew something of the guy that he didn’t.

Both Suyo and Mic looked at him thoughtfully.

Suyo pulled out a book from one of his back pockets. Foru caught the words “Member Records” on the front cover. As he flipped through it, he said, “You know…I think there was someone with a similar name back in the old forum or somethin’-”

Suyo flipped through the book to the “L” section. “Luigi...Luigi…ah, there it is. ‘LuigiLeg-’”

He stopped short. He reread the passage. Then he read it again. Then again. “What…the…hell…?”

Foru and Mic both snatched the book from his hands, which resulted in awkward momentary struggle. They then put their heads together and read from the book in unison.

“This user does not exist, nor has he ever existed. Forget about him immediately. Further investigation may lead to instant death.”

And just below that sentence, was a single signature.

“~~Runouw~~

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Brandobrawl coughed, splattering blood all over the concrete. He was lying on his stomach, his legs now useless. He tried to use his arms to drag himself away from his imminent demise, but-

CRACK.

Brandobrawl was afraid to look forward, afraid that that noise was what he thought it was. He was correct. It was the sound of his arms, being broken as agonizingly as possible.

“Gu-ah-GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

Behind him, was a figure unrecognizable to anyone who hadn’t been present the last few minutes. It was a frightening, robotic form.

It was LuigiLegend, having unveiled his terrifyingly powerful ability. An ability, that was inspired by his previous obsession and username, only known to those from the old forums.

“You shouldn’t have made that huge mistake, Brando. The mistake of going against…”

Fwump.

More splattered blood. This time he had simply kicked brandobrawl a couple of meters, but it was no less painful than before.

“MetalGearLegend”

[Blablob]

If you don't mind brando, I'm going to post my PM'd review here for others to view.

The story is really interesting so far. As you very well know that I was never a part of the old forums, I can't really make the connection between them and the new forums; although I do like your approach on the ever-so-real issue of this site being a bit stressful at times. I'm honestly not sure if LuigiLegend's overall plot should be obvious yet or not, though I'm interested to see how said plot evolves throughout the story. Chracter diologue is pretty good for the most part, though some of it was a bit--if this is the right word for it--cheesy. An example would be the following quote:

LuigiLegend looked back at the group of people behind him. “Oh, that’s right. Where are my manners? These are my…yes, friends. They’re Strate, Zellar, Getsu, and my sweetheart, Rena.”

“I told you not to call me your ‘sweetheart’!” yelled Rena glaring at him, although she didn’t seem completely bothered by it.

My guess is that this is just a simple approach on how boy-likes-girl, girl-pretends-not-to-like-boy. Perhaps you have later plans for the relationship for these two, but this relationship doesn't really evolve in this chapter, so for now, it's impossible to tell. Other than that, though, I'm eager to read what you have to present in the (hopefully) near future; well done!

[fourinone]

RF is back! Yay!

I like that your starting a new storyline; to tell you the truth, due to how sporadically the old one was updated, I'm kind of lost on the storyline, so this was quite refreshing. So yeah, old forums...I got really nostalgic just reading that. ;_; What you said was so true; it really was a nicer and simpler place. I really miss it. D: Now I hope the story will lead us back into the old forums and explore some of the other things which I've probably forgotten by now.

Gah, dang you, cliffhanger! You better get the next part out soon!

[MessengerOfDreams]

It'll be cool to learn about the old forum, even if it means I won't be in it. Nice work!

[brandoprojectm]

@Blab: It was supposed to come off kind of cheesy. You'll see why later.

@Moy & Foru:

I don't know if you guys've noticed, but the old forum is gone, so I can't go there for research purposes, and as I've said before, my memory is crap. I don't know what you're expecting to learn or remember with my story, but it's probably not gonna be much. Sorreh. D:

[Avo]

I really did enjoy this quite well, no surprise, it was a basic format, and I just love forum stories! With each word I read, I started to get more and more in to the story, I kept reading and reading and --BOOM!--CLIFFHANGER! Great, I love those....

Anyway, great work as usual, brando. I can't wait for more and I'll be following this story REEAALL closely so I can read it the second the next chapter comes out!

[MICrophone]

Heh, this is good. The story is good, though there are some things left unexplained…I suspect you'll get around to that later. I miss the humor though that characterized you're original story…even if it was cheesy, it was what made Runouw's Forum, well, Runouw's Forum even more than the action, I think. But other than that, I enjoyed this.

[Ridder]

The whole BRDN and Foru thing.....



Not very awesome.


Replica Genuine thing. .....



Not very awesome.


The fact that this is probably going to suffer from neglect as well as the original....


Not very awesome.



8/10

[TrappedTime]

I know that I came in late, like right before the forums were taken down. I made some levels and then I changed my username. Then Suyo got mad because I didn't say I was gonna re-reg, then I told everyone and yeah.


Hey, why don't we tell you about the old forums? It would benefit your memory.

[brandoprojectm]

PART 2 IS OUT, ♥♥♥♥♥. REVIEOO IF U CANZ, PLEEZ