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Hey guys, I’m that guy and I have posted more things on my youtube channel since last blog post. I haven’t edited my foam building videos yet, but I don’t think I will post my sword video. I made fun of nature tracks and minecraft and I made minecraft nature tracks, I like how they turned out and there are many more to come. I am currently working on a LEGO minecraft stop motion and it is not even close to being done. I made a dubstep song that has aleredy gotten almost 50 views. Lets see if all my reader can bump it up a little.

Have fun!

FOAM TARDIS

Hey guys! Sorry I haven’t posted in a while, I’ve been trying to do school work but now it’s summer. I have already done a few things that I will get to in just a minute. I have a new video posted on my youtube channel, if you guys don’t already know, it’s epic0217. I will have some more videos up at the end of the week. Today I made some stuff out of duct tape and foam. The first thing I made was a foam sword. It could have come out a lot better. If you guys watch the video of me making it at the end of the week, there are three things for you to remember that I didn’t. DON’T RUSH THROUGH IT. If you rush through making the sword, you will not end up with a good looking one. CUT THE FOAM ACCURATELY. I didn’t cut the foam very well and the hand guard wasn’t quite right. PLACE THE TAPE WISELY. My sword resembled a piece of crap because I didn’t place it right.

Another thing that I made was a TARDIS from Doctor Who. I am using it as a decoration and I could have put another layer of foam in it. It turned out fairly well as a decoration and I meant for it to be a TARDIS stress ball, but it turned out more like a TARDIS sport ball. I guess I can play dodge-TARDIS now. This creation will end up in most of my videos showing up in the background of the frames.

I also made an opening TARDIS and I think it turned out rather well. It has a few rough edges and I could have sized the roof better, but I have an opening TARDIS container now. I will get another fiberglass rod from Tractor Supply Co. next time I make it by there. I will eventually remake the Master sword, but it will not be the next sword I make.

I have a small length of fiberglass that I will use to make a knife. Hopefully it’ll turn out better than my sword did. I  hope you guys enjoy my videos.

Really awesome dream

I had a dream the other day that I kind of have to share. It took place in the future. It began with me waking up in a jail, I had no idea why I was there, but I was. I had an earpiece in my ear, “Good you’re awake.” a voice said from the earpiece.

I looked around for a second, “Who is this?” I asked.

The voice said “I cannot say my name right now, but you will figure it out soon enough.”

I looked around again, “How did I get here?” I asked.

” Wow, you must have hit your head pretty hard.” the voice said, “During an assignment-”

I interrupted “Assignment? Am I like some sort of bounty hunter or something?”.

The voice answered “In a sense, but you aren’t hunting for people. you’re keeping most of them hidden.

“Well, looks like I won’t be doing that for at least a few weeks.” I said.

The voice replied “You really don’t remember how this works, do you?”

A guard walked out and pressed a button, all of the jail doors opened. He called out “Lunch, eat it while you can.

I followed the crowd to the mess hall. I didn’t really know what I was supposed to do in a jail other than not get on anyone’s bad side. I grabbed my tray and sat  alone.

The voice said “You really want this for weeks to years?”

“No, is there a way I can bypass the time?” I asked.

A fire broke out in the mess hall, the sirens started.

The voice now on the intercom said “Emergency, all inmates evacuate the area.”

Everyone ran for the exit, but the voice directed me through the jail in my earpiece again. Avoiding the guards was the hardest part and yet it was easy.

“Stop right there!” a guard said.

We were all directed back to the mess hall, when we finished lunch, we were directed to our cells.

In a quieter voice, I said “It didn’t work. Do you have another plan?”

Another inmate had gotten hold of a book of matches. He lit one and destroyed the control panel on all of the cells. they all opened, luckily there were no guards around. The inmate was apparently very smart because he got everyone to be very quiet.

He found me and said quietly “Hey, I’m your back up plan.”

I silently went through the halls and corridors. I didn’t have to avoid guards this time because they had assumed that all the inmates were asleep.

The voice told me “Go straight ahead and you should find a very thick door, I’ll work on unlocking it while you walk there.”

I said “Okay but make it quick, I see the door right now.”

I slowly and silently walked up to the door. In the hope that the person unlocked it, I turned the huge ring shaped handle. It opened, groaning I tried to keep the door as quiet as possible by opening it extremely slowly.

“Alright, look for the gun that’s different from all the others.” said the voice.

I picked the gun up. It seemed strangely familiar, but I didn’t have time to think about it. Two guards started walking up to the armory.

The voice explained “In primary fire mode, your gun is like a standard Full auto weapon, I’ll explain the rest in a little bit. You need to take care of a couple of guards.”

I walked over to where they couldn’t see me when they came in.

When they walked over into the Vault like room I said “I’m sorry, am I interrupting something?”

I raised my gun and pulled the trigger on the first guard. his helmet was knocked off revealing that he was a robot. I took the stock of my gun and bashed it’s head off. It wasn’t the best idea I had that day.

“Take that ya’ stinkin’ machine!” I yelled.

The other one raised his gun into firing position as I did a somersault, pointed my gun at him and fired. I got a few shots off right into his face.

“Robots, zero. Me, two.” I said as I walked out of the armory.

There were a bunch of guards when I walked out, I quickly went back in and locked the door behind me.

“Okay, no time to explain. Use secondary fire!” the voice yelled.

I switched modes on my gun and opened the door. I fired, a red glowing sphere pushed itself out of my gun’s muzzle. It hit the ground. For a second, nothing happened. Then it exploded. We were knocked in all directions. I hit the least soft spot, The armory door. I was slammed against the circular iron door. strangely, I was the only one that survived.

“So that’s secondary fire.” I said.

The voice laughed and said “You should move on.”

I stealthily made my way through the jail until I found an exit.

“Okay, the extent of Guards on the inside of the walls is a team of snipers.” said the voice.

I saw that it was now dawn. I didn’t realize I had been up all night. I ran to the side of the wall trying to avoid the view of the guards and their rifles. I found a metal door. I tried to turn the handle but it was locked.

The voice told me “there is an unlocked door on the other side of the jail, but you’ll have to risk your life to get there.”

“Dang it! I wish you would tell me these things earlier.” I replied.

I took my gun and slammed the stock into the door. It broke the mechanism inside causing the door to open as the voice was telling me there was no shortcut.

“I just made one!” I yelled at the voice.

The voice said ” Oh, I didn’t think of that.”

I ran up the spiral staircase. I turned off my earpiece because the voice was starting to go on and on. When I reached the top I picked a knife off of the floor and stabbed him with it.

I said “Hey buddy, you dropped this.”

it didn’t occur to me that he was a robot until he turned around and hit me in the chest with his gun. I got up coughing.

I said “Oh, you want to play like that?”

I smacked my stock into his face. His helmet came off. I grabbed his rifle and threw him off the tower head first. I used the rifle to take care of two of the other snipers and walked over to where I could shoot the last one. He spotted me and surrendered. he gave me a high tech suit of armor he called a RIG. I didn’t know what RIG stood for, but I could now easily navigate due to the helmet, I could take a few hits, and I was disguised as a guard. My new found ally and I walked out of the facility without having to have more trouble.

one guard told me to be on the lookout for, well, me.

I turned my earpiece back on again and said “Are you done rambling?”

The voice was clearly annoyed “Yeah, and I thought you were dead.”

“Well no need to worry anymore.” I said humorously.

“No need? There are two guards dragging you!” the voice said.

“No there aren’t. I’m disguised as a guard. I’m not going to get caught.” I said.

The voice said “Not by a guard.”

Just then, a guard shorter than the rest grabbed my arm and pulled me to the side.

“Do you realize how much trouble you almost got yourself into?” the guard asked.

“Do you realize you are different from all the other guards?” I asked jokingly.

The guard took off it’s helmet, but it turned out to be a she. she looked as me with an almost hypnotic stare.

“Do you remember me?” she asked.

“no but you sound like the voice.” I answered.

“We had never met had we?” she said smiling.

“What?” I asked because it seemed silly for her to ask me if I had met her before I had lost my memories.

She put her helmet on and said “Let’s go.”

“1135, come on.” I said to my robo-friend.

the three of us walked out of the jail and split up. I walked to a house that I figured was where I needed to go. When I walked in, the person had a gun to my head. I set my gun down and took my helmet off. When he saw that it was me, he put his gun down and started going through his stuff. He pulled out a USB drive.

“What’s on it?” I asked.

“The future.” he replied.

“What exactly is on this drive?” I asked in a slightly more threatening tone.

“I cannot tell you quite yet.” he said smiling.

I stuffed the thing into my pocket and started out of the house grabbing my gun and helmet. I somehow knew where I needed to go.

I walked up to another guard and said “I need the keys to one of the jeeps.”

He just held them out and escorted me to one of them. I got the red one, of course. I decided not to take my helmet off and destroy the robot because if I revealed myself, I would be very easy to find. I drove off. I used my RIG navigation system to get me to the place I needed to get. I walked to an input center. there were tens of thousands USB ports everywhere. I stuck my drive into one of the ports and the lights on the ceiling lit up blue.

“Blast fall cannon production started.” a mechanical voice stated.

I sighed in relief and said “Good, now I can go home and-”

“Lock-down sequence initiated.” the voice interrupted.

“Dang it! Abort lock-down!” I yelled.

“Invalid command.” explained the computer generated voice.

“Shut down Lock-down initialization!” I called out.

“Invalid command.” the computer stated again.

I ran out of the factory just slipping under the last door. When I got back up, I saw the jail guards, all of them. I knew I couldn’t take that many guards at once so I just put my hands up and let them take me back to jail.

When I was in my cell siting on the bed, I saw someone out of the corner of my eye. he wasn’t a guard. he wasn’t even wearing a RIG. He was a tall man wearing a suit. He walked up to my cell.

“You’ve got talent, kid.” he said.

I was sitting there looking down at the floor as he gave me the complement.

Not really conscious, I replied “Been at it for a while.”

He threw a familiar looking RIG onto the floor in front of me. I didn’t realize that the jail door was open.

I leaned back onto the wall and said “Why did I ever rope myself into this assignment?”

“I don’t know, but I do know how you can clear your name.” he said as he sat down next to me “I also know that you know in what way I’m talking about.”

I sighed and looked down at the RIG, then up at the man.

“Make your decision, keep it up living here, or get out and actually make a difference.” He said.

The man said “I’ll be in the mess hall.”

I was left siting there, with a choice. Stay here for the rest of my life, or clear my name and actually help people. I looked around and saw the other people. I remembered that I had ‘helped’ them before. I realized that what I had done was just putting a delay on when they went to jail.

I looked down at the RIG and picked it up. It was silver with red paint streaks on it. It was beat up. Probably from my last assignment. I put it on, it fit perfectly. I remembered that it had been custom made. I walked down through the hall to the mess hall. I saw the man sitting at a table cleaning my gun.

I said “I’ve made my choice.”

The man handed me my gun and said “Welcome back.”

As we walked though the hall, he filled me in on this assignment. I only half listened because I knew what I needed to do. I walked up to the red jeep and got in. I drove over to the factory that I activated the production of the cannon  at. I got out with my gun and walked over to the door keypad.

“Open.” I said.

“Command not accepted.” said the keypad.

“Disengage bolts.” I said.

“Unable to complete task. Lock-down mode active.” the keypad replied.

I got into shooting position and shot into the keypad, and the doors opened. I walked in and looked at the production of the blast fall cannon. Apparently, the factory was serious when it went into lock-down mode because it had created robots with guns to guard the building. I picked my gun up and shot at the first one I saw.

“Security compromised.” a robot said as it opened fire.

Luckily, my RIG was bullet-proof. I rolled over and shot the robot straight through the head and into the one behind it. Both robots fell instantly. One attacked from behind me and I dropped my gun. I was in a head lock. I grabbed the machine’s arms and leaned forward hard. The thing slammed into the ground and shattered. The robots weren’t terribly tough, but there were a lot of them. I finished my attack on the robot army by switching my gun to full auto and sprayed into the crowd. they all fell. I knew it would be difficult to stop the factory with primary fire so I switched to secondary and started to scout around. I looked through the factory until I saw the core. It was a large glass bulb with red waves flowing through it. I thought it looked like a giant plasma ball light. I aimed my gun and fired straight into the middle. The bulb shattered and a huge explosion took place inside the factory. I flew up, and my gun blew out of my hand. I blacked out and had no idea how bad that idea was.

“Is he going to be alright?” I faintly heard.

I groaned and opened my eyes. I looked around as many people gathered around me and helped me up. Apparently, I had became famous in the last few minutes. I wasn’t moving very fast due to every part of my body screaming in pain. I was starting to become more aware of my surroundings when everyone cleared.

The man walked up to me and said “Congratulations, you’ve successfully finished your first mission from me. Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m just in extreme pain. Do you know where my gun ended up?” I said.

He replied “No, I’m sorry it’s just-”

he fell silent as my gun fell from the sky at an extreme speed and landed in front of me.

“Wow” I said “I almost died.”

I picked my gun up and put the sling on my shoulder.

“I have another assignment for you. Take it when you’re not in pain.” said the man.

That’s when I woke up.

Twentieth Post-aversery II

You guys may have been waiting for this for a while, It’s Twentieth Post-aversery. This time I got a couple questions from a person named Yousif.

1. What do you imagine yourself doing  5 years from now?

I imagine I will be living at a different place either going to college or finding something to do for myself.

2. Do any of the job titles in the presentation look like they’d be a good fit for you?

I think that owning a business is the way to go because there is nobody above you in that  business so nobody bosses you around unless they’re being a jerk.

Since I didn’t get many questions I will show this cool video I found.

Warning

My next post will be the Twentieth post-aversery II, so I will be taking a break for a few weeks so you can post questions. When I come back, I will answer the questions. If there aren’t any questions, I will have to figure something else out. it may or may not be as interesting. I will be waiting for questions, so please put some in so I can answer them. Post them in the comments.

One step closer

Hey guys, I’m That Guy. I recently got a camera, so I’m one step closer to making that Slenderman short film. I now have a camera for creating youtube videos. I will have to do some revising on my script, though. I will be creating many live action short films. I hope you all enjoy them. I know I will enjoy making them. That is just about all I have to say in this post. It’s getting dangerously close to my second twentieth post-aversery so I need some questions. Please leave them in the comments.

Creepy video series

Last night I saw a really creepy video series about the Slenderman. The videos are fake, but so is the Slenderman. The video was very well put together, but there are a few mistakes. The first one that I saw was pretty darn obvious. The American man from Vermont was played by an Irish man who didn’t even try to hide the accent. That is the only error I can think of at the moment. I thought that the videos were really creepy, and I would definitely watch them again. If you would like to see these videos, then go to youtube, search Slender man Documentary, and the series is the 5 part one. See what errors you can find and post them in the comments on this post, and tell me if you enjoyed the videos.

More spam

Hey guys, sorry I didn’t really post on a schedule last week and the week before. I have gotten a whole lot of spam since last time I posted about it. I have gone through tons of it. I got a whole bunch of purse ads. Now these spambots are really weird  even though I know that the only find different words in the posts. I have gotten countless Michael Korrs spam. I think that the spambots should at least look at the username and figure out the person’s gender because I am tired of getting ads for purses to That GUY.

As I did last time I posted about this, I have gotten lots of  spam about NFL jerseys. Because every single person on the face of the planet likes NFL. Yeah, I want to know how to block comments from websites like that because I get really annoyed at: “your location is valuable to us.” and “your talents would come in handy.”. The spam comments aren’t even using any new posts. I want to know how to keep those spambots from spamming me because that spam just isn’t funny anymore.

Last but not least, there is one website that  spams me by saying something like: “I like your blog, can you check mine out?”. When they do this, they link to some chatting website that is about a ton of random crap. I always think: “because blogs can definitely be forum websites.”. I do make fun of these in my head. Let’s see what you guys can come up with on making fun of these. Have fun with it and post the ways in the comments.

Slenderman dream short film

Hey guys. I’m that guy. I might create a short film version of my Slenderman dream. I created a script for  the dream. The script is similar to the dream, but it is not exactly like the dream. If there is something to read and something to watch, you wouldn’t want them to be exactly alike. If you read a book and then saw the movie, and the movie was exactly like the book, there wouldn’t be a reason to watch the movie or read the book. The short film will most likely be a cool yet scary one.

Really Scary Dream

The other night I had an extremely scary dream. It was about an urban legend called the Slenderman. The Slenderman is supposedly a man without a face. He is always seen wearing a suit. He abducts children, teenagers, and sometimes adults. The people who were kidnapped were never seen or heard from again. I had a dream about that thing!

My dream started like I had gone into one of my close friends house to take her hunting for the Slenderman. It was at night. We took flashlights with us even though the night was well light by the moon. We went to a park near my house. We were hunting for him for a few minutes when we decided to take a break. It was a nice day and a warm night so we biked around. When we took the break, we walked over to the small cooler in the basket mounted on the front of my friend’s bike. I pulled out two waters, gave her one, and opened the other. I had just finished my water when we brushed over the Slenderman with our flashlights.

The moon did light the night well, but it was not quite enough to see this, thing. I instantly pointed my flashlight there, but it was too late, the Slenderman had gone somewhere else. I said “He’s either not interested in us, or coming closer to claim his next victims.” he were walking around shining our flashlights around cautiously when I found him again. The moment I saw him, the flashlight locked on him. I had caught him. I quickly reached for my cell phone and took a picture. I wasn’t sure if anyone would believe me that the picture was real, but I had to try.

I reached for my knife because he was moving forward, it was slow, but I realized I was under the effect other people had when this close to the Slenderman. I quickly shook it off. I ran forward and slashed with my knife. I managed to  strike his arm with a large amount of force. A white glowing crack appeared on his arm. He ran to do something else. I somehow knew he would back down the moment I was a threat to him. My friend and I were looking around to see if he was still around when we decided to bike back to her house.

I had always liked to hang out with her at her house. It was nice to talk to one of my old friends. We decided to talk to each other on the back porch. we walked out and turned the light on and there was the Slenderman. If he had a face, it would be beaming with anger. The long white crack was still on his arm. I knew we would have to fight with him to the death and hope that he would lose. I tried to sound brave saying “Tonight, you will no longer be able to take people. I will stop you, I know I can win. I know you will lose, but I need to actually do it in order to prove myself.” I had a speech, and I had no idea I was rambling on until my friend was tearing up. She started clapping, but the Slenderman was walking away because he was so bored of my speech.

He must have finally realized I was done because he turned around so quickly that if he had kept it up you wouldn’t even notice he didn’t have a face. I looked at him where his eyes were supposed to be and said “Let’s finish this.” He went toward me. this time, he was extremely fast. I managed to pull my knife out for a second time that night. I slashed at his other arm. Another white crack appeared, but this time there was a hole in his arm. He looked down at it and back up to me. He quickly came at me a second time. I stroke down with my knife. it slammed in the perfect center of his knee. Cracks covered his leg and my friend cringed at how much it must have hurt. He gripped his leg and looked at me. I knew he was in pain. In fact, I almost felt sorry for him.

He fell over, grasping his leg as hard as he could. I let him have a moment before we returned to battle. “He had never been hurt before and this is how much he gets hurt now?”, I thought. The porch light went out. I couldn’t see him well enough to strike. he was coming closer and closer. Somehow, my friend had gotten a new lightbulb and replaced the old one in the nick of time. I now saw him well enough to use my knife. I gripped it and stroke at where his face should have been as I kicked my right leg. I heard cracking on his other leg and a couple chunks fell from his head. he backed up in shock.

He looked at my friend. She said “If looks could kill.” I would have laughed had we not been in these conditions. He ran forward and almost killed my friend. I lunged in front of him and drove my knife as hard as I could into the center of his chest and he shattered into a million pieces. I looked down at my knife which somehow now looked like new. I looked down at the pieces of Slenderman. No. Where the pieces would have been. They disappeared as soon as they hit the ground. I felt my heart beating as fast as it ever had. I barely worked out a sentence “Not today, not on my watch.” Those were apparently the magic words for me to unfreeze. As I retracted the blade on my knife I heard a sigh of relief from the both of us.

Later on  I had a vision in my dream where the Slenderman was off in the distance. At an extremely high speed, he seemed to slide up to my face somehow saying “This isn’t the end. That was the final straw. I woke up from this dream in a cold sweat. This is the scariest dream I’ve ever had.