The NF Club - Page 57

**Haphazard** · 07-15-2008, 05:18 PM

*twitch*

**PHS Philip** · 07-15-2008, 05:19 PM

	Originally Posted by Haphazard To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 2 or greater. You currently have 0 posts.
	STOP BEING SO FUCKING LOUD I'M TRYING TO FUCKING SLEEP YOU FUCKING.... GAAAAH passes out

I can hear again!

What?

I feel so terrible now. *sniff*

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**tarabelle** · 07-15-2008, 05:34 PM

	Originally Posted by PHSphilip To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 2 or greater. You currently have 0 posts.
	I can hear again! What? I feel so terrible now. sniff To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 2 or greater. You currently have 0 posts.

*blinks ... shuffles closer..... huggles.....*

**Elfrun** · 07-15-2008, 05:55 PM

*leans back in a recliner chair feeling slightly lost* the weirdness in this place is growing exponentially... think I’ll sit back and observe the nattering. Please proceed
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**athenian200** · 07-15-2008, 06:02 PM

	Originally Posted by Synamon To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 2 or greater. You currently have 0 posts.
	I howled when I read this (I assume it is a typo). My best friend is an INFJ and very easy to talk to, and I have definitely had other INFJ friends during my lifetime. I click with certain people and INFJ types seem to be the ones I have that kind of connection with (also some ISTJs).

:embarassed: Yes, a typo. Possibly a Freudian slip.

It would be a bit arrogant to claim that I, N, and J are the only sane letters (thus making Ni the only sane dominant function to have).

**PHS Philip** · 07-15-2008, 06:09 PM

	Originally Posted by athenian200 To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 2 or greater. You currently have 0 posts.
	:embarassed: Yes, a typo. Possibly a Freudian slip. It would be a bit arrogant to claim that I, N, and J are the only sane letters (thus making Ni the only sane dominant function to have).

We allow INxPs too! :D

**Liason** · 07-15-2008, 07:26 PM

your avi reminds me of the savanna PHSphilip. Except I need air conditioning. ~sigh

**Eth** · 07-15-2008, 11:44 PM

	Originally Posted by Trinity To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 2 or greater. You currently have 0 posts.
	leans back in a recliner chair feeling slightly lost the weirdness in this place is growing exponentially... think I’ll sit back and observe the nattering. Please proceed To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 2 or greater. You currently have 0 posts.

Yeah, it's entertaining though.

*sits back with Trinity and offers a big bowl*

Popcorn?

**HeterodoxRobot** · 07-16-2008, 12:02 AM

Ni, sane, lol.

**Oberon** · 07-16-2008, 03:43 AM

I felt this place needed another story so heres a narative essay i had to write about 3 weeks ago.

The Twilight within the tempest.
Dewdrops still clung feverously onto the multicolored canopy of foliage far above, struggling to hold on against the gentle sway of the wind and the unrelenting force of gravity and the slowly intensifying radiance of the sunlight. The shimmering display seemed to produce an ambiance of tranquility and serenity woven so intricately; it seemed as though another realm.
This oasis of cultivation and steadiness seemed impervious to all but the most unrelenting barrage of the elements. This park was a fortress.
Within this fortress without walls walked two people whom jested and jeered at one another, absorbing the richness of laughter with the zest and eagerness enriched by the passing of time and reassured that the bonds they shared shall never be diminished. Whether by time, trials, distance or differences, they would always have each other.
These two knew that they would be willing to give everything for one another, even their lives if need be. For, they had a bond; a bond that could not be formed in days, weeks, months, years, or any length of time. A bond forged in the flames of adversity and suffering.
When Billy Richards first moved to Glendale high, he was escaping. He was escaping from a life of endless torment and abuse from his overbearing and often less than sober father. Often times he was beaten until he was unconscious and frequently afterwards. Rarely was he permitted to go to school and as such his education was limited to the confines of Sesame Street and what few simple lessons his mother could give him.
Only once did his mother get in the way. After being beaten to the point where he could hardly breathe his mother shouted, “That’s enough John! For Christ sakes you’re killing him! Stop it, please stop it!” That was when he went after her. Billy didn’t see her until she got out of the emergency ward.
Nearly every night he could hear her sobbing and whimpering. So many times he heard, “I wish I could do more. I wish I could do more. I wish I could do more.” He felt that there was nothing worse than to hear her repeat that mantra over and over, as if it was a helpless prayer for divine intervention. Then one day intervention came.
Billy never really knew what happened that day, but through the haze of pain and agony, remembered a loud crash and someone shouting “Get on the ground! Get on the ground now!” There was lots of screaming and a loud explosion that seemed to bypass his ears and penetrate directly into his mind. When he woke up he was in a bed and there was a bright light blazing overhead but he remembered those words coming from his mother’s lips, “You’re safe now. You’re alright now. I’ll never let that happen again.” Those words became reassuring and soothing with each repetition and for the first time in his life Billy felt like he had a future.
Those next few weeks felt as though some spell had been cast over him. For the first time in his life, Billy felt something other than fear. As he walked down the hallways of his new school he did so without fear of showing scars or bruises. For the first time he didn’t need to hide or say he fell. For the first time he was able to raise his hand up and say, “I know that one.” For the first time Billy felt normal.
Eight months passed as Billy slowly began to fall in with the crowd. Those experiences of the torment he once faced faded from a nightmarish hell to subtle memories. The countless nights of agony which haunted him, became more and more distant. Steadily, he learned what happiness meant and how to enjoy the little things in life. Slowly he learned how to cherish those rare moments of carefree joy.
But the one thing he treasured more than anything was the moments his mother smiled freely. Even though he had known her all his life, he couldn’t remember her smiling like that even once and for such a treasured moment he would have given anything. Those prized moments came more frequently as time went on. But despite all the places and all the times he saw her smile none could compare to that smile she gives when walking him to school, through the park, on days such as this and times such as now. Yes, this park was indeed a fortress.

**ssrprotege** · 07-16-2008, 04:27 AM

	Originally Posted by athenian200 To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 2 or greater. You currently have 0 posts.
	:embarassed: Yes, a typo. Possibly a Freudian slip.

I read one of Freud's essay before, but I don't think I understood what it is meant by "a Freudian slip." Can you explain further, please?
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	Originally Posted by Trinity To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 2 or greater. You currently have 0 posts.
	leans back in a recliner chair feeling slightly lost the weirdness in this place is growing exponentially... think I’ll sit back and observe the nattering. Please proceed To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 2 or greater. You currently have 0 posts.

Somehow, this reminds me of one of the lines from Star Trek TNG

	Originally Posted by Lieutenant Commander Data
	"Could you please continue the petty bickering? I find it most intriguing."

except that it's not necessarily a bickering.

**Elfrun** · 07-16-2008, 04:31 AM

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Oberon's telling us a story...

Come sit down and pay attention kay *taps space on couch next to Eth*

**Arcani** · 07-16-2008, 07:51 AM

Oooo story time!
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Make some room on the couch please.

**faedra** · 07-16-2008, 09:40 AM

*delurks*

Wow, does the mood in this place change fast, or what.
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But anyways, storytime!!! *wriggles*

**PHS Philip** · 07-16-2008, 10:10 AM

	Originally Posted by faedra To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 2 or greater. You currently have 0 posts.
	delurks Wow, does the mood in this place change fast, or what. To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 2 or greater. You currently have 0 posts. But anyways, storytime!!! wriggles

This place gets swamped by Ni to the nth (horrible pun totally intended) power.

**Haphazard** · 07-16-2008, 10:12 AM

*keeps trashcan handy*

Urp.

Hi, guys.

**rwyatt365** · 07-16-2008, 12:31 PM

	Originally Posted by HeterodoxRobot To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 2 or greater. You currently have 0 posts.
	Ni, sane, lol.

Sane - questionable. Ready to rationalize our insanity - ALWAYS!

**Oberon** · 07-16-2008, 09:04 PM

Um... the end???????????????

Anyways that was good enough for an A+ from my teach. Thanks for listening.

Oberon added to this post, 104 minutes and 22 seconds later...

Man I better not have killed the nf club on the first page. Alwell, guess it cant be helped.

*huggles all* Hopefully that fulfils my quota for emotion for the remainder of my lifetime.

**Elfrun** · 07-16-2008, 09:09 PM

*round of applause erupts from the couch*

Trinity added to this post, 0 minutes and 45 seconds later...

NF club cannot be killed *shakes head*

**Haphazard** · 07-16-2008, 09:15 PM

Do I need to start resuscitation?

**Oberon** · 07-16-2008, 09:37 PM

*the lights go out as a stage erupts from the floor*
*spotlights come on and thunderous apploause is heard*
*takes the stage and bows gratefully*

Thank you, thank you. Your to kind

*snaps fingers*

For your enthusism.

*gold coins begin raining down upon the nf club*

Now i must be off.

**curiousjane** · 07-17-2008, 06:56 AM

*runs around holding bottom of t-shirt out, catching falling gold coins*

Yes! Student loan repayment! Pay off credit cards! Buy a house!

**Deadgod** · 07-17-2008, 07:23 AM

	Originally Posted by curiousjane To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 2 or greater. You currently have 0 posts.
	runs around holding bottom of t-shirt out, catching falling gold coins Yes! Student loan repayment! Pay off credit cards! Buy a house!

Are you sure they aren't gold-plated coins?

**rwyatt365** · 07-17-2008, 07:36 AM

Either way, we'll melt them down, extract the gold, and make a mint! Stop analyzing and get some coins!!

**PHS Philip** · 07-17-2008, 10:15 AM

Bob? Start up the blast furnace!

07-15-2008, 05:18 PM	#1401
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07-15-2008, 07:26 PM	#1407
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07-16-2008, 12:02 AM	#1409
HeterodoxRobot Member [10%] MBTI: ENFP Join Date: Nov 2007 Posts: 419	Ni, sane, lol.
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07-16-2008, 03:43 AM	#1410
Oberon Banned MBTI: INTJ Join Date: Jun 2008 Posts: 60	I felt this place needed another story so heres a narative essay i had to write about 3 weeks ago. The Twilight within the tempest. Dewdrops still clung feverously onto the multicolored canopy of foliage far above, struggling to hold on against the gentle sway of the wind and the unrelenting force of gravity and the slowly intensifying radiance of the sunlight. The shimmering display seemed to produce an ambiance of tranquility and serenity woven so intricately; it seemed as though another realm. This oasis of cultivation and steadiness seemed impervious to all but the most unrelenting barrage of the elements. This park was a fortress. Within this fortress without walls walked two people whom jested and jeered at one another, absorbing the richness of laughter with the zest and eagerness enriched by the passing of time and reassured that the bonds they shared shall never be diminished. Whether by time, trials, distance or differences, they would always have each other. These two knew that they would be willing to give everything for one another, even their lives if need be. For, they had a bond; a bond that could not be formed in days, weeks, months, years, or any length of time. A bond forged in the flames of adversity and suffering. When Billy Richards first moved to Glendale high, he was escaping. He was escaping from a life of endless torment and abuse from his overbearing and often less than sober father. Often times he was beaten until he was unconscious and frequently afterwards. Rarely was he permitted to go to school and as such his education was limited to the confines of Sesame Street and what few simple lessons his mother could give him. Only once did his mother get in the way. After being beaten to the point where he could hardly breathe his mother shouted, “That’s enough John! For Christ sakes you’re killing him! Stop it, please stop it!” That was when he went after her. Billy didn’t see her until she got out of the emergency ward. Nearly every night he could hear her sobbing and whimpering. So many times he heard, “I wish I could do more. I wish I could do more. I wish I could do more.” He felt that there was nothing worse than to hear her repeat that mantra over and over, as if it was a helpless prayer for divine intervention. Then one day intervention came. Billy never really knew what happened that day, but through the haze of pain and agony, remembered a loud crash and someone shouting “Get on the ground! Get on the ground now!” There was lots of screaming and a loud explosion that seemed to bypass his ears and penetrate directly into his mind. When he woke up he was in a bed and there was a bright light blazing overhead but he remembered those words coming from his mother’s lips, “You’re safe now. You’re alright now. I’ll never let that happen again.” Those words became reassuring and soothing with each repetition and for the first time in his life Billy felt like he had a future. Those next few weeks felt as though some spell had been cast over him. For the first time in his life, Billy felt something other than fear. As he walked down the hallways of his new school he did so without fear of showing scars or bruises. For the first time he didn’t need to hide or say he fell. For the first time he was able to raise his hand up and say, “I know that one.” For the first time Billy felt normal. Eight months passed as Billy slowly began to fall in with the crowd. Those experiences of the torment he once faced faded from a nightmarish hell to subtle memories. The countless nights of agony which haunted him, became more and more distant. Steadily, he learned what happiness meant and how to enjoy the little things in life. Slowly he learned how to cherish those rare moments of carefree joy. But the one thing he treasured more than anything was the moments his mother smiled freely. Even though he had known her all his life, he couldn’t remember her smiling like that even once and for such a treasured moment he would have given anything. Those prized moments came more frequently as time went on. But despite all the places and all the times he saw her smile none could compare to that smile she gives when walking him to school, through the park, on days such as this and times such as now. Yes, this park was indeed a fortress.
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07-16-2008, 04:31 AM	#1412
Elfrun Core Member [268%] MBTI: entp Join Date: May 2008 Posts: 10,720	To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 2 or greater. You currently have 0 posts. Oberon's telling us a story... Come sit down and pay attention kay taps space on couch next to Eth
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07-16-2008, 07:51 AM	#1413
Arcani Member [23%] MBTI: INTX Join Date: Apr 2008 Posts: 930	Oooo story time! To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 2 or greater. You currently have 0 posts. Make some room on the couch please.
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07-16-2008, 09:40 AM	#1414
faedra Member [07%] MBTI: INTJ Join Date: Jun 2008 Posts: 295	delurks Wow, does the mood in this place change fast, or what. To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 2 or greater. You currently have 0 posts. But anyways, storytime!!! wriggles
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07-16-2008, 10:12 AM	#1416
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07-16-2008, 09:04 PM	#1418
Oberon Banned MBTI: INTJ Join Date: Jun 2008 Posts: 60	Um... the end??????????????? Anyways that was good enough for an A+ from my teach. Thanks for listening. Oberon added to this post, 104 minutes and 22 seconds later... Man I better not have killed the nf club on the first page. Alwell, guess it cant be helped. huggles all Hopefully that fulfils my quota for emotion for the remainder of my lifetime.
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07-16-2008, 09:09 PM	#1419
Elfrun Core Member [268%] MBTI: entp Join Date: May 2008 Posts: 10,720	round of applause erupts from the couch Trinity added to this post, 0 minutes and 45 seconds later... NF club cannot be killed shakes head
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07-16-2008, 09:15 PM	#1420
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07-16-2008, 09:37 PM	#1421
Oberon Banned MBTI: INTJ Join Date: Jun 2008 Posts: 60	the lights go out as a stage erupts from the floor spotlights come on and thunderous apploause is heard takes the stage and bows gratefully Thank you, thank you. Your to kind snaps fingers For your enthusism. gold coins begin raining down upon the nf club Now i must be off.
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07-17-2008, 06:56 AM	#1422
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07-17-2008, 07:36 AM	#1424
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07-17-2008, 10:15 AM	#1425
PHS Philip Veteran Member [91%] MBTI: iNtP Join Date: May 2008 Posts: 3,660	Bob? Start up the blast furnace!
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