Oh, i didn't know that. Thanks for explaining that. Though that doesn't explain why many stories are marked as "watched" when i read on my phone. I usually don't comment from my phone, but when i find a story and i like it, then i'll go and watch it. Often it turns out to already be watched, even though i haven't done that.
I'm not sure what you're confused about here. It's your account that registers whether a thread is watched or not, not your devices, so unless you're using either a different account or no account on your phone, there's no reason for it not to still be watched. And if you're using no account, that's just weird.
 
I'm not sure what you're confused about here. It's your account that registers whether a thread is watched or not, not your devices, so unless you're using either a different account or no account on your phone, there's no reason for it not to still be watched. And if you're using no account, that's just weird.
What i mean is that often, when i use my phone to read a story, either here or on SB, it'll register that thread as Watched. It's not all the time, but around 60-70% of the time. It'll just register them as Watched, so i'll have to unwatch them to watch them again, because it doesn't pop up in my "Watched Threads" list and i won't get any notifications from them. Unless i Unwatch and Watch them again. And boy is that annoying to read and write.
 
True, I haven't seen it in years so I expect I might hate it how. But still, it was a show about racing on dragons. In a futuristic city, and with magic stuff.
I'm really more of a Storm Hawks fan. A story of mercenary groups in a crapsack world where the only means of transport are motorcycles that turn into bi-planes, and everyone uses lightsabers. There's something wonderful about that... and it helps that it had a pretty good run with some decent character designs.

Unfortunately, I was never much of a Dragon Booster fan -- not when there was something else to keep me entertained.
 
True, I haven't seen it in years so I expect I might hate it how. But still, it was a show about racing on dragons. In a futuristic city, and with magic stuff.
I'm really more of a Storm Hawks fan. A story of mercenary groups in a crapsack world where the only means of transport are motorcycles that turn into bi-planes, and everyone uses lightsabers. There's something wonderful about that... and it helps that it had a pretty good run with some decent character designs.

Unfortunately, I was never much of a Dragon Booster fan -- not when there was something else to keep me entertained.

Everyone's is mentioning all these cool shows and all I have is Batfink and Kabamaru. Good times.
 
14, actually. Tucker's 14.
Not exactly making it better...

all communication with parts of my mind ceased.
Wait, so Poe actually had communication with his mind at first?! Wow. I had not seen that coming...

He had his chance, let natural selection do its thing!
Unfortunately, Natural Selection is only a suggestion to Poe. If it wasn't then he wouldn't have gotten past the fist few chapters.

Music of your choosing is welcome.
Why thank you. I think i'll go with my playlist on Spotify. Well, i did that halfway in the chapter. The first half was a playlist on Youtube.

"And you didn't," Medusa said, "You dug a hole and tried to escape." She was silent for a moment. The fire crackled as smoke drifted upwards. "As a creature of habit, it only makes sense that you would fall into doing what feels comfortable. But you will enter fights where what you've usually done won't work."
Man, Poe. Your Soul and it's occupants are saying you're being stupid... That's tough.

"That's not fair, though…" I murmured, "That's not fair.
Life isn't fair :/

"I don't know how!" I protested, "It's too much!"
Well, this could be a real problem. It's easier to use an ability you've practiced a hundred times, than using a hundred abilities you've practiced once

Arms around my body suddenly made my breath hitch. What was this? What the hell was this? I heard Medusa speak. "You're not." She said to me.
Yes! The Ship is setting Sail! All aboard the R.R Medusa! You know, because ships are normally called The S.S. 'something'

We stood there for a good minute. Eventually, I heard not-Anubis cough, "The hugging…" he trailed, "You can stop any time." Medusa inhaled slightly before stepping away from me, turning around, and walking back to her seat. I couldn't help but notice she seemed a little flushed…
Yeeesssss.....

Meh, it probably wasn't all that important.
Oh, but it is, Poe! It's important to all of us!

"So I lost my fingers to frostbite."
I kinda want to just groan at that pun, but it was honestly a bit funny

One Foot on the Platform
OR: One Foot on the Train


End-138
Ah! I loved this chapter! The whole Spirit meeting was amazing!

I don't know about the rest of you, but I listened to this song for this chapter.
Huh. What a coincidence. It starting playing when i reached the campfire scene.

Make a wish. I dare you.
Well! I Wish you'll Double Dare me! Hah! Take that, you Ars!

Uh, Poe R.R. Acti, my friends call me "Ars"
No. Medusa calls you Ars. Well... She is getting... Friendly with you.

Ah, that was right, wasn't it? The Infinity Map was a semi-sentient construct capable of taking people anywhere it wanted them to go
So, like a TARDIS? Just more... Handy?

My eye twitched. "S-So… So if I ask nicely for the map again–"

"No."

"Of course."
It doesn't hurt to try :D

I liked the Fentons.
Well, they do seem like nice people. If you look past the whole, "Having a 14 year old friend who's killed 2 people"

"Your heart's desire is my command… Wait, no, stop!"
Huh? Who's this?

"…Okay, this is new…" my voice faded as I acknowledged my predicament. There was a pop of energy behind me as something appeared. I inhaled, turned, and felt words fail me as I looked at who brought me here, "What." This was impossible. When did I even encounter this chick? How was she here? "…Desiree?"
Ooh. Huh. That's weird

Oh, so basically I got a spiteful genie in my soul… how fun…
Like a less dickish Jafar

And, yes, this includes Desiree.
How would you kill a ghost? Aren't they already dead

Feed her to Medusa. Because better the devil girl you know and will help you when in her interest, then the one who's just a sack of shit.
Yes. Then she can build up a Harem All-Female Spirit army Minions Minions? Companions!

I saw the newest Mad Max. So many flaming cars... It was glorious.
Speaking of... You never gave me my flaming Vans!

I've never had a friend like you!
Heh, man, i want to see that movie again.

For a moment, he just sat there as I got up and swung my legs around over the side of the slab of oddly comfortable ice. He reached out a hand to help me steady myself as I swayed, dizzy from my reintroduction to the world. "You seem bothered by something." He said to me. What, aside from my nausea? Well, he wasn't wrong to be worried…
:) I like Frostbite. He seems nice.

"We have food," he offered, "And drinks." My eye blinked slowly.

"You know what–" my stomach growled, "That sounds like a good idea."
That's gonna cost you a lot of food. A lot.

HERE I COME TO SAVE THE DAY!
Have i already used that one in this story? I feel like i have.

"And you feel that the Ultimate Eye can puppet a simulation of your exact self in a non-risk environment, over and over again with the most difficult permutation of this Foundation's castle? It… could be done…" I wouldn't be overloading the eye, either. The Ultimate Eye could only overload itself while it was being used on the real world around me. The world of my mind, in that dream-like place, however… that was a different story.
So, basically, you're cheating in you cheatworld?

"…I had a bad thought."
Shame on you! Never invoke Murphy's Law!

Well, the long and short of it was that I was me no matter who I was – uh, simulated or not, I thought therefore I existed and, further, therefore I was certainly me, myself, and I. So, effectively, I was in two places at once. One me was outside, walking around a dark and dangerous ship, while internal me was fighting the most difficult to penetrate castle in existence.
That doesn't seem all that smart, when walking around in an SCP

Medusa spoke to me again, "So he didn't know." She said, "Fine. Ask someone else."
I kinda feel like Medusa is just fucking with Poe, right now

"Wake up you lazy fuck!" I snapped, smacking the side of my head
Did he just slap himself because he did something he didn't want himself to do?

Manned cannons all along the outer walls launched grapeshot at me
EAT YO FRUITS! THEY TASTE FUCKING GRAPE

I was fairly sure that the latter effect was at least partly nullified.

Woo, his stupidly ridiculous power comes back and isn't bad!

So I raised my hands…

[[SOUL RESONANCE!!]]
…and I conducted.
Oh, i got chills running all over me

Did someone say Steam Engine Symphony?
Wait, what? We have a national Orchestra? Huh. I didn't know that. Well, of course we do!

I hope so, otherwise this would be just embarrassing.
Well... It is very embarrassing anyway...
 
i'm finally here at the end of the thread, i really like you story poe continue doing a great job and best of luck in dealing with the machinations of real life
 
a blast of super-focused noise lanced straight down the center of the hallway.
Nice. Or should i go slang and say Noise! Or perhaps Noice. Because, you see No Ice, because they're dead! Ha! I can pun too!

Good god, this was bullshit. But it was glorious bullshit.
I can't see you! It's too noisy in here!

Just… everything burns, okay?
Burn, baby, burn! Disco infernal!(Inferno?)

Medusa laughed, "Oh… oh, that's hilarious." She grinned. "Don't you worry about this, Wrath, for once it appears that Ars knows what he's doing,"
What? I don't get it

"Consider: This is a ship."
A ship?
...
Oh. OOH! Ahahaha!

"I'm the spirit of vengeance. I'm the Ghost Rider and you?" I chuckled, "You're a Ride of the ocean."
Fuck yes!

A hand grasped my shoulder as the man from before, once dead, spoke, "…You asked for directions, sir?" he said to me. With his other hand, he pushed mine forwards, power exploded from the ship as it churned through ice towards where the castle floated. "We go full speed ahead."
WE RIDE!

I wouldn't have blamed them if they hated me for turning them into what amounted to an eternal crew. Indeed, I could imagine I'd be pretty pissed if any of this shit happened to me! I had become their Davey Jones
Poe R.R. Acti, The functioning Captain of the Burning Dutchman

Naruko? As in Naruto Naruko? What? And was that Madara? Is this "Echoes"? Or am i just projecting here?

Seriously, Poe? And Who is this?

That was when a man in a metal-plated hazmat suit
Who's this!?

It seemed too early to go all out, to use everything I had
fuck that! Victory through overwhelming Firepower is the way to go!

"What the fuck is going on?!"
I echo that. What is going on!

Oh, yeah, we're buds. We bounce ideas off each other, talk all the time, we've Beta'd for each other's stories -- he's a really cool guy, one of those few writers who responds to questions in his reviews. He's got an account over on SB, "VoidHerald", but he doesn't check over there all that often.
Oh, and you confirmed it was Echoes. Sweet! And you know him and are 'buds'. Awesome

He always had it, but he just didn't know its name.
The power was inside him all along!

Each of those worlds are hints to his identity. --> This villain uses spatial bullshit to manipulate immediate potential worlds surrounding Poe to alter air flow to him, slowing him down and stopping an incoming attack
Argh. I really feel like i know who he is, based on this. It annoys me, that what i'm thinking off is just out of reach!

Blue domes... Is that the world with the telepathically screaming plants?

SO MANY QUESTIONS!!! But i think i'm just gonna wait until i've caught up to the story. It seems like i might get answers to them.

Man, I love page 110 of this story. It was awesome.

"…Well this is a novel experience,"
For once, you're on the opposite end of unreasonable cryptic messages

"BEWARE! I AM THE BOX GHOST! MASTER OF ALL CONTAINERS CARDBOARD AND SQUARE!"
Who? What? How?

"We currently inhabit a perpendicular timeline's extraneous space, cubic in dimensions and closely attached to particular industrial packaging material free-floating throughout the non-standard physics of the Ghost Zone."
What? Speak English! Or Danish! I don't care! German works, even!

…She's saying that there's a cardboard box floating around in the Ghost Zone and we're inside of it because bullshit,
Oh. Well, that makes... more sense, in a way

One Foot on the Platform
OR: One Foot on the Train


End-146
So, i'm roughly halfways? Maybe?

Oh! Its the protag from the game isn't it?
That's exactly what I thought when I read this chapter.
There. There's that mention of a game, again! What game is it? I can't find any games, except for the one with the staircase.

455 suddenly exploded from the rear, propellers turning into rockets that launched the massive cargo vessel into the air above the world we left behind, taking it in flight towards the side of the castle. "Well…" I trailed over the dull roar of super-powerful engines, "We don't have any weapons, just an ice breaker," really a massive ramming wedge in front of the cargo ship, stylized to carve and pulverize its way through ice of any sort and wrapped in fire, "So the plan's to use that ice breaker and smash our way through a wall!"
WE RIDE! AGAIN!

Seriously! I have no idea who the bloody hell this is!

an unbroken glass jar of sand rested in its corner.
Well, now you're really the Captain of the Burning Dutchman. You've got a jar of dirt. You've got a jar of dirt. You've got a jar of dirt. And guess what's inside of it!

"It's a pack. It's bigger on the inside, so…"
And a Tardis Bag now! Just combine the Infinity Map and The Fanny Pack, and we got ourselves a Tardis!

Here's an update for everyone, and thanks for being patient. :)
Well, it was quite alright. I only had to wait like... 3 seconds? 5 seconds top.

either the smartest or dumbest thing I have ever seen.
Well... That is a fine line for Poe

In other words, it was time for a new plan.
EXPLOSIONS!

I only just found this.

I'm on chapter 7 of... 277.

What have I done.
You have made a terrible mistake. Also. It's 277 chapters. But 327 storyposts!
 
Well, i am sick as hell today. So i probably won't come with my awesome posts of awesome, and surprising lack of flaming vans(I'm looking at you @Ars Poetica), today or tomorrow. That previous one was one i forgot to post yesterday
 
Things aren't looking so good -- Bob decided to stop paying the bills he left behind, our utilities are gonna be cut next week, and I haven't gotten a reply from any of the internships I've applied for. So, I decided to do something stupid.

Ars Poetica is creating Fiction; Fanfiction; Forum Postings | Patreon

As of today, I officially have a Patreon account. So, while I'm writing, editing, and looking for a stable job alongside the rest of my immediate family, you can support me here! My goal is $500 a month, and I know it's lofty, but hopefully it's reachable.

Regarding the lack of chapters recently... well, Real Life is an ass-kicker. Family and work come first -- usually in that order.

Thanks for being patient, everyone. And thanks for being around. I should have the next chapter up by Wednesday if nothing comes up. :)
 
As of today, I officially have a Patreon account. So, while I'm writing, editing, and looking for a stable job alongside the rest of my immediate family, you can support me here!
*pledges $5/month*
Good luck sorting out your RL issues, Ars! Sounds like they're pretty bad once...was it your dad being divorced by your mum? Well, something awkward like that.
 
*pledges $3/month*

Best of luck with the whole finding a new job thing. I like your work enough that I'd pay money for it if it was in stores, so...here, have some money.
 
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