ProxemicsJoin Date: 2013-10-30
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I just wrote this story on how Scripting Helpers merged with Scripters, haha.
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Once upon a time, there was a forum named Scripting Helpers. He was a great man, always helping, posting and developing. His brother, Scripters, was younger than Scripting Helpers but also a great guy. They went on a lot of adventures together, seeking the impossible, and doing the greatest things known to man. They are why many ROBLOXians improve their scripting skills every day.
On the 22nd of February 1993, however, everything changed. Scripters was driving home to his wife and kids. He had 2 beautiful daughters. His wife, ROBLOX Talk, was 3 months younger than him. However, they loved each other a lot, and swore to support each other till the end of eternity. As Scripters was driving home, he saw two distant lights flash in the night sky, along the dark, stretched road. The lights started to become bigger and brighter. "No need to worry, this is only another car," Scripters thought to himself. "All is going to be okay." However, this wasn't what happened. The two lights turned out to be a All Things ROBLOX, who was returning from Off Topic's birthday party, rather drunk. All Things ROBLOX was speeding excessively, and did not see Scripters ahead. In an instant, Scripters' car rammed into All Things ROBLOX's white BMW.
Scripting Helpers was sitting at home on his sofa, watching TV and embracing his German shepherd, Scout, when suddenly the phone rang. "Hello, Scripting Helpers here. Who am I speaking to?", Scripting Helpers questioned the caller. "This is the Help forum, calling from the local hospital in your area. Your brother, Scripters, endured a freak car crash and is in the hospital. He might not make it.", the caller, now identified as the Help forum, replied. "What? No! I'll be there in a second! Just.. just wait!" Scripting Helpers rushed out of the door, holding his car keys in one hand, and his phone in the others. He ran to his car, then drove off in a hurry.
When Scripting Helpers arrived at the local hospital, he parked his car then sprinted into the main entrance. A nurse was waiting for him. "Hello, my name is Video Game Central. Your brother is right this way, sir," she said. They both scurried off to room 18-C, where Scripters was lying in a bed. A man wearing a white doctor's robe headed towards Scripting Helpers, then started talking to him. "Your brother has suffered a fatal hemorrhage in his left brain. His legs and arms are broken in 20 different places, and need to be amputated. His eye vessels and jaw are broken. I am sorry to say, sir.. but we cannot to anything for Scripters." Scripting Helpers gasped. At that very moment, Scripters' wife ran into the room. "No!", she exclaimed. She ran too Scripters' side and began sobbing loudly. Scripting Helpers began to think. "Is it possible for me to.. donate my body to save him?" The doctor, nurse and Scripters' wife looked at him blankly. "All I have in my life is my brother and my dog. He has a wife, children, and a better life than me overall. Donating my body to him is what I want to do. Let me do it, doctor." Scripting Helpers said.
5 months later, Scripters walked out of his house's main entrance. Scripting Helpers' dog Mike was there to accompany him. "You'll live on through me, brother. I love you," Scripters said. |