That'll be all for today, folks; thanks for coming today, and I hope you won't be too disappointed. I'll be back tomorrow to rate any more posts you have. Have a good night, all.
are u ok?abraker wrote:
some really fucking creepy shit
What a way to start the day. This post contains various instances of grammatical and typesetting conventions not being followed (e.g. missing capital letter, not typing out "you", the word O.K. not being properly capitalized and punctuated). The length of this post seems as if it was intended to be posted in a private chatroom, not a public forum. This post is alright for casual communication, but I'm not here to grade casual communication. I will rate this post a 2/10—and that's me being generous—for failure to a) write a comprehensive post, and b) follow English conventions.ColdTooth wrote:
are u ok?abraker wrote:
some really fucking creepy shit
This post is a very insightful look at the life from the perspective of someone freezing and possibly getting frostbite. The story sets itself up very early as a comedy post with the story about the egg. It continues with this tone throughout the post, which is good. I would complain about the grammar, but I won't as this post is carefully designed to emulate a particular accent, so I'll let it slide. The only real complaint I have with this post is that it leaves the reader with many unanswered questions, such as "what happened to this person?" This is a near-perfect post, as I can't really find any fatal flaws in it. Good job, you earned yourself a 9/10.abraker wrote:
It's winter. Not that usual holiday winter though. It's winter you don't want, so cold I can't express how cold it is. Jacket feels like wearing a T-shirt in a blizzard. It's not your typical thin jacket either, it's good enough to cook an egg during summer. I know this because I can still smell that damn egg. Tried washing it with this thing called hydrochloric or some shit. I saw my neighbor Lizzy through it. She smells like damn egg, so jacket's hot. Anyway, it's cold, got my hot jacket, and it's still cold. So cold fingernails are different blue. They got heaven's color blue. They don't even listen to me when I tell'em to move. Been stuck holding this can of beer since morning. I try to drink it, but no shit's coming out. Shit's frozen solid like my little friend here. Poor guy came crawling and stopped. I would give him this beer, but I can't even shake this damn thing off. I ain't gonna go anywhere either. Legs still sleeping. I tell'em to to wake, they don't listen. Like my little friend blue fingernails here. No worries, just gonna get up tomorrow. So gonna take a rest. I'm not having no damn egg.
This post invokes an odd feeling in me—one of desire and longing to find out more. The post is one big cliffhanger that the reader struggles to grasp as the eyes move along the line. What is the context of this post? Who are these people mentioned, and why was the girl so eager to give up her life to take someone else's? And why does no one care about her or her death? These are all great questions that, because they remain unanswered, add to the post's flavor, making it even more mysterious and dark than it is. This post keeps you on the edge of your seat, and leaves your mouth watering for more. In addition, there are no significant violations of grammatical conventions.citremi wrote:
You know the girl who recently witched out? Yeah, that one. The one that [REDACTED]'s squad had to go clean up. I didn't know her well, but I did get to talk to a few of the girls who did. No one who really knew her before the incident are alive anymore, so the only impression people got of her was that she was either really stupid or really brave. She wasn't either - after her friend died, I think she just stopped caring about her own well-being anymore. Kept using magic to the brink of running out, kept diving into her own inferno, kept dancing with death for too long.
She finally paid for it, but I wonder if she got what she wanted in the end. The girls who worked with her - those who are still alive - were talking about how she seemed to have some kind of bloodlust for whoever it was they were supposed to hunt down. Neither of their bodies were ever found, probably burned to ashes.
I don't think anyone really cares, unfortunately. Like she was a spirit who forgot to turn into a ghost a long time ago. Someone who had been staying past their time. What a rotten way to die.
First of all, I would like to say, "nice pasta". Now that that's out of the way, let's take a look at the post itself.Serraionga wrote:
Whenever I get a package of plain M&Ms, I make it my duty to continue the strength and robustness of the candy as a species. To this end, I hold M&M duels. Taking two candies between my thumb and forefinger, I apply pressure, squeezing them together until one of them cracks and splinters. That is the “loser,” and I eat the inferior one immediately. The winner gets to go another round. I have found that, in general, the brown and red M&Ms are tougher, and the newer blue ones are genetically inferior. I have hypothesized that the blue M&Ms as a race cannot survive long in the intense theater of competition that is the modern candy and snack-food world. Occasionally I will get a mutation, a candy that is misshapen, or pointier, or flatter than the rest. Almost invariably this proves to be a weakness, but on very rare occasions it gives the candy extra strength. In this way, the species continues to adapt to its environment. When I reach the end of the pack, I am left with one M&M, the strongest of the herd. Since it would make no sense to eat this one as well, I pack it neatly in an envelope and send it to M&M Mars, A Division of Mars, Inc., Hackettstown, NJ 17840-1503 U.S.A., along with a 3×5 card reading, “Please use this M&M for breeding purposes.” This week they wrote back to thank me, and sent me a coupon for a free 1/2 pound bag of plain M&Ms. I consider this “grant money.” I have set aside the weekend for a grand tournament. From a field of hundreds, we will discover the True Champion. There can be only one.
A quick Google search led me to this song:levesterz wrote:
いつの日か 二人 春の中
ここで約束をしたね
可笑しいね 不思議と 涙が出る
覚えている事は 桜の香
どこか 懐かしい花が 手と手を繋ぐ
「壊れないで」と ココロ寂しく笑う
遠い仮初の恋路を 自分で感じたいの
いつか 遠く遠く 離れる時も
桜葉咲き誇るる
決して 近づけない 触れ合えないから
どうか一人きりにして欲しい
いつの日か 一人 雪の中
涙もやがて凍るから
いつまでも 続いた 笑う声を
忘れる事は きっと無い
いつも 約束の花で 目と目と結ぶ
「離さないで」と 抱きしめて
傍に居るだけの恋路を
自分に刻みたいの
いつか 迎えに行く 約束しても
桜葉散り落ち逝く
決して 叶えられず 忘れ逝くから
どうか一人きりにして欲しい
目覚めたら 夢じゃないと気付いてしまう
満開の桜に
胸に 閉じ込めてた 思い出の蝶
空いた右手 空を切る
決して 悔やまないで 忘れないから
どうか今だけは泣かせてほしい
This poster is obviously very fond of our ColdTooth for making his maps. One might say that this poster is a little too fond of ColdTooth. Maybe almost to the point of being satirical and ironic. If so, it's not very well hidden. Because I am biased towards CT due to the fact that I have known him for a while, I cannot comment on the statement of him being one of the most-known bronies, nor can I comment on his maps. However, for the lack of serious grammatical infractions and the overall comedic effect of the post, I will give this post a respectable 7/10.ColdTooth wrote:
I personally think that ColdTooth is a great person. I mean, he is one of the most known bronies in the osu! community next to ztrot, and they worked together on making very cool pony maps. I mean, just take a look at his map earlier this year, Don't Mine at Night, a collab between ColdTooth and Wolf, this is purely the next step in mapping in this time. I hope he gets to create more beatmaps, because I really love his newest beatmap, "Surprise Buttsecks". Purely great 1/3rd rhythm, I hope this man keeps making quality maps. Can't wait for his works in 2015 and beyond in the future.
Oh boy, it's poetry...where do I begin?abraker wrote:
1 A thread but a string
2 how can it knot?
3 on and on and on
4 where does it stop?
5 one cuts the thread
6 why shit it now?
7 it was good, maybe
8 one thread it new?
9 quality thread again
10 wait, is it meta?
11 don't be mad now
12 how much it needs?
13 ok, see you later
14 how about it again?
Hmm. This post consists of an argument for getting rid of subjectivity. There is a lack of capitalization and punctuation in your post (which I deem to be at least semi-serious—please correct me if I'm mistaken), which will cost you some style points. Your logic is flawed because you failed to prove your first sentence to be true: "subjectivity is what causes conflicts". Your last sentence is a bold solution to your argument, and I like your bravery to post such a statement. However, this post does not seem to have had a substantial amount of effort put into it, or be well thought-out. I would give your post a 5/10.Canadian Baka wrote:
https://osu.ppy.sh/forum/t/737247
a nyeply foy nyuor quesnyionabraker wrote:
one dot, two dot
a bunch of junk
what shall be next?
citremi wrote:
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Because these posts are very similar to each other, I will group them into one. Really, all that these two posts consist of are periods. These full stops signify a closure of something—usually a sentence, but in this case the idea of wholesomeness—but I would argue that here, they signify beginnings. The beginnings of a new post, or a converted shitposter—a wholesomeposter. These newly-converted wholesomeposters are dedicated to spread there wholesomeness everywhere they go. It's so touching to see posters do the best they can!ColdTooth wrote:
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This post is in Roshanese, so it is difficult to understand; luckily, I have trained in Roshanese for a whole year, so I know how to translate it to English (more or less).levesterz wrote:
Izp hpazvpzez wzasztpzepzd 60 sepczopznd ozfp yzopur lipzfze
This post is insightful, bringing up a philosophical question that we have all been asking but no one dared to speak. What will come next? Well, because this post really doesn't have any substance, we don't have any idea. I'll give this post a 6/10 for trying.abraker wrote:
one dot, two dot
a bunch of junk
what shall be next?