The Cosmopolitan Fictioneer
Sorry if this sounds stupid of me, but what does the F12 button do? I rarely if ever use any of the F-something buttons — heck, I think it's been nearly a year since I last used any of them.
edited 4th Nov '13 1:18:08 AM by MarqFJA
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Ah, so THAT'S why I need to copy paste in live preview…
The Cosmopolitan Fictioneer
Live preview? What's that?
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X-ALL!
The F12 activates the console. You can disable the CSS to by-pass the sites system and copypaste. Then you reactive after you're done.
My work is here. Current main fic: Tengen Toppa Gurren Solvernia
The Cosmopolitan Fictioneer
... Oooohhhhh. Neat-o. Never knew about this little functionality. They should explain these things in a comprehensive manual for these internet browsers.
EDIT: Discovered a couple
of nifty tools for browsing fanfiction, the first specifically for FF.Net.
edited 4th Nov '13 6:12:33 AM by MarqFJA
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![[up]](https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/smiles/arrow_up.png "[up]"){kind=icon}
Huh? How do you do it exactly. clicking 'CSS' doesn't seem to do anything.
Beware teh second, the site brings up virus warnings up the wall.
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Really? I got nothing out of the ordinary, and I have MS Security Essentials up to date. Well, I'll just run a precautionary check on the file before activating it just in case.
EDIT: Scan finished. Nothing worthy of note.
edited 4th Nov '13 6:18:16 AM by MarqFJA
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X-ALL!
Actually you need to disable the CSS. There should be an option for this.
edited 4th Nov '13 6:17:37 AM by RN452
My work is here. Current main fic: Tengen Toppa Gurren Solvernia
The Cosmopolitan Fictioneer
Well, Mc Afee Screams when I go there, but I'll take your word for it...
Disable? Huh... That means just clicking it on firefox, right?
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If Firefox, the same previous link has a working solution near the end.
Some antiviruses are hypersensitive/paranoid. It took me only a week or two before I got fed up with my newly bought Norton Antivirus and uninstalled without a second thought in favor of MS Security Essentials. For all my beef with their unfair extreme monopolization of several computer-industry markets, they did manage to make a good antivirus freeware that does the job with little to no hassle. Probably trying to whitewash their tarnished image rather than actual beneficence, though.
edited 4th Nov '13 7:49:35 AM by MarqFJA
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Father and Son.
His voice boomed. "There is no escape! Don't make me destroy you. C 3 PO, you do not yet realize your importance. You haven't even begun to discover your power! Join me, and I will complete your programming! With our combined strength, we can end this destructive conflict, and bring order to the galaxy."
"Oh dear!" the android said. "Well, Sir, you certainly do flatter me. Also, it is quite good meeting someone with that good a clinical eye for talent. Sometimes, I wonder... But even though Master Luke and the others may doubt my capacities too often, I'm afraid I cannot betray their cause to join yours. Sorry."
"If only you knew the power of the Dark Side. Obi-Wan never told you what happened to your creator."
"Oh, I was told enough about him, Sir. I was told you killed him, which is truly quite rude and despicable."
"No. I created you. I am your father!"
"Oh, are you? That would seem impossible! Were I that vulgar, I'd laugh in the face of that reveal! Oh, what the Robot Devil, I will express my contempt for the idea anyway! Laugh for me, R2!"
"Beee-beeee-booo-booop! Booop!" the smaller android beeped.
"Search in your programming; you know it to be true!" Vader said.
"Oh, my. What would be the appropiate answer here? What would Master Luke say? Oh, I know! NOOOOOOOOO! NOOOOOOOOOO!"
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!" went R2.
"C 3 PO, we can destroy the Emperor. He has foreseen this. It is your destiny! Join me, and together, we can rule the galaxy as father and son! Come with me. It is the only way."
"Oh, I don't know anymore! It's all very confusing. What do you think, R2?"
"Bee-beee-bop, bop, bop! Beee-beee-boooooop!"
The taller android nodded. "That sounds reasonable enough! I'm glad to have thought of it!"
—-
Now, the Galaxy is subjugated by the Empire of Machines. Organic life has been annihilated or assimilated everywhere. The flesh has given pass to the cold, sleek metal in all planets of the System. And in the middle of it all, eternal, the Death Star orbits Tattooine!
Deep inside of the ultimate battle station, the Dark Lord sits, presiding over everything the machines control. The Dark Lord, as is his custom, issues a new, merciless edict to further advance his ever expanding glory!
"Beeee-beeep bop bop bee beeeeooooo!"
"As you wish, My Lord," Vader bows his head in the deepest of respects.
Standing next to him, C 3 PO still muses, "Haven't we only traded a form of servitude for another?"
His father silences him with nothing but a gesture.
edited 9th Nov '13 5:48:22 PM by NapoleonDeCheese
The Man with the Plan.
"Now that comes as such a baffling surprise," the human deadpaned.
"No, seriously," the Titanium Wonder said. "Why do you always give each of your Robot Masters a weapon that is extra useful to defeat another Robot Master? It can't be just so I can use those weapons against your other robots once I defeat the robots you originally gave the weapons to. Right?"
"Right. Because my sole goal in life is being defeated by you," Wily said. "Didn't you ever realize it? I thought it was obvious! In the event one of my Robot Masters turns against me, there always must be another robot in my ranks that can go against him for me. It's a very delicate balance to achieve! So, even if Cat Man turns on me, I can count on Dog Man to beat him, but if it's Dog Man who goes rogue, I always can count on Cobra Man to stop him, but if it's Cobra Man who gives me problems, I'll call on Mongoose Man, and against Mongoose Man, I'll use Moose Man... Is it clear enough for your defective brain now, boy?"
"Ah. Wait, what if all your robots turn against you at once?"
"Oh, that has a very simple answer. I'll just manipulate you so you come to my aid, destroying all my Robot Masters for me. Then I'll go after you personally in my best war machine, hoping you are weakened enough to destroy you myself."
"Heh heh. As if I'd ever fall for that..."
"Are you sure you haven't ever fallen for it before...?"
Mega Man blinked. "Huh..."
Wily smirked devilishly. "I thought so."
"... anyway, why to use Moose Man against Mongoose Man? I don't get it. Are moose and mongoose natural enemies and I was unaware about it, or what?"
"Oh, just shut up already."
edited 15th Nov '13 10:12:03 AM by NapoleonDeCheese
The Cosmopolitan Fictioneer
That... That actually makes some sense.
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Leader of the Holey Brotherhood
It does at that.
But what will he do if all the Robot Masters gang up on Mega Man at once?
And more to the point, what does he mean about whether his attack after Megaman is weakened idea may have worked before. It's clearly failed every time, cause Megaman always beats him.
Still, I liked it.
Put it here. That's why I made it.
edited 15th Nov '13 4:41:12 PM by HandsomeRob
One Strip! One Strip!
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edited 15th Nov '13 5:16:44 PM by MarqFJA
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Leader of the Holey Brotherhood
Oh.
But that would also mean Wily sucks at making Robots that don't rebel against….
One Strip! One Strip!
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What is it? Don't hold out on us, man. Spit it out!
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Look at Bass, and Zero.
Both went against what Wily had in store for them (well, Bass was trying to kill Megaman, but would be willing to attack Wily to do it).
And now I'm wondering if this has been happening before and we just didn't realize it.
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Part of the first chapter of a crossover I'm working on, with Back To The Future, [[Beetlejuice]], Bill And Ted, and The Breakfast Club as the main fandoms. The main characters haven't met each other yet, though. (Could someone help with quotes?)
The Sun was shining right in Allison's face when she arrived in her new town. 'Damn Californians and their stupid sunshine,' She thought while sitting in the back of the car. Her father had taken a job offer in a small town in California called Hill Valley (The contradicting name didn't give her much hope for the citizens there), which meant the Reynolds family would be leaving Shermer. Her father was happy, her mother was happy, but Allison wasn't happy. Then again, when did they care about how she felt? She was just the weird teenager they sometimes called their 'daughter', but she wasn't important to them.
Allison poked her father on his shoulder. “Open the window,” She stated with a groan. “It's hotter than Hell in here.”
A full minute (She counted) went by before her father replied, “Fine,” and a cool breeze filled the car. For all the annoyances on this trip they were on, like the car getting two flat tires, crappy hotels, and the worst road side restaurants on Earth, Allison was glad that her mother wouldn't be in Hill Valley until August for some reason (Possibly work related). Allison was used to the arguing between them, but it was kinda nice to have silence once in awhile.
She looked at the book in her hands: A Match Made in Space, by George Mc Fly. Even though she wasn't at all a fan of science fiction, Allison was enjoying the novel greatly, probably because she sympathized with the main character. That and because it was a going away present from Andy. She sighed. Their time together was short, but Allison found something in him, Claire, Bender, and Brian: A family. A fucked-up family, but a family none-the-less. Their friendships were kept hidden for a little while, but it was Claire and Bender going together to prom that brought the so-called 'Breakfast Club' to everyone's attention. Everything changed: Andy and Claire started to talk with the others in the open, Andy took Allison to the 'cool' parties, and they would all sometimes eat lunch together. Allison had flourished with the change, abandoning her drab clothes and 'basket case' reputation. Then she just had to move, just had to start over again just when things were alright.
The car stopped. “Allison, come outside,” Her father spoke. “We're home.”
The new house wasn't really much to look at; Average size, average structure, average everything. Accept for the outside of the house: It was painted, in Allison's opinion, the ugliest green ever; It was as if the painters were going for a mint color, and then mixed that in with a puke green. 'Maybe I could paint it,' She thought. 'Like royal blue, or forest green, or -'
“Allison?” Her father interrupted, annoyed. “We need to unpack the trailer.”
edited 16th Nov '13 9:25:15 PM by AshlynNyx
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... I think we just found what inspired Napoleon to write that piece.
No, I actually wasn't thinking of that at the time.
Leader of the Holey Brotherhood
I gotta admit that the idea that every single Robot Master rebellion was Wily totally losing control of the situation and then using Rock to solve the problem makes a frightening amount of sense.
It reminds me of Mega Man: Return of the Forsaken by Magus 253.
Though that plot wasn't exactly the same.
edited 17th Nov '13 8:14:55 AM by HandsomeRob
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The mutated rat, starting to grow larger, and thus more needy for nutrients, his intellect still not fully developed, looked at the four tiny turtles wallowing in the green ooze with him, and chomped their tasty little heads off, one after another, even if it meant clawing his way into their shells for it.
The Shortest Don Quixote of La Mancha Ever!
After pulling his suit of armor together and heading to his stables to take his mighty stallion away for his crusade of justice, Don Alonso Quijano sprained an ankle under the armor suit's weight, realized he was too old and his dream was too much of a folly, and limped back into his home.
The Shortest Fantastic Four Ever!
"We're reaching the hyper space breach!" Reed shouted. "See that field of cosmic radiation deployed before us, Ben, Sue, Johnny? That's it! It's what I've sought to find for the last two years! But the ship's shieldings... are failing! The radiation is bathing us! Ahhhh! I can feel my body... changing! This will be interesting to study, assuming the radiation pulse just doesn't destroy our ship complet
BOOM.
The Shortest Silver Surfer Ever!
"What need would I, the all seeing Galactus, whose gaze extends to all of creation, who can travel from one end of the universe to another with no effort, have for a Herald to look for worlds for me? I thank your noble offer, but Galactus has been finding worlds by himself with no difficulty for eons now, sorry."
And he ate Zenn-La.
The Shortest Sonic the Hedgehog Ever!
Doctor Robotnik scoffed. "So what if my enemy has super speed? He's still only a hedgehog, isn't he? No hedgehog, no matter how fast, can get pass my armies of drones before
KA-ZOCK!
And a blue streak punched him off his fortress, to plummet down to his demise.
And Planet Morbius lived happily ever after.
Hey! A happy end for once!
Yes, it has. I heard that they were going to install a feature that allows the writer to allow copypaste or not. Until then, F12 Works without problems.
My work is here. Current main fic: Tengen Toppa Gurren Solvernia