why does cameron have two heads
04/14/2015 19:15:47
This is now a badge.
To acquire this badge, all you have to do is write a reasonable Camaero fanfiction.
Shitashi, Maribro, Emery and ViVa have been awarded this badge so far. Aerodrome can be awarded one if he decides to write something proper.
04/15/2015 01:08:18
To acquire this badge, all you have to do is write a reasonable Camaero fanfiction.
Shitashi, Maribro, Emery and ViVa have been awarded this badge so far. Aerodrome can be awarded one if he decides to write something proper.
04/15/2015 01:08:18
Ha! I don't want no gay badge.
04/15/2015 02:29:57
04/15/2015 02:29:57
Once upon a crisp Autumn night, Cameron and Aero found themselves in a room alone together and stayed there for hours.
I need not explain the details ;)
04/28/2015 13:48:43
I need not explain the details ;)
04/28/2015 13:48:43
My Fanfic. I worked very hard on it, please enjoy! (Original story, do not steal!)
05/01/2015 11:41:05
Zivhayr said:
My Fanfic. I worked very hard on it, please enjoy! (Original story, do not steal!)
Best thing I've ever seen.
05/01/2015 12:03:53
Zivhayr said:
My Fanfic. I worked very hard on it, please enjoy! (Original story, do not steal!)
beautiful ending. 10/10
05/01/2015 12:06:15
LOL
05/01/2015 12:06:55
05/01/2015 12:06:55
A masterpiece. Badge awarded. 
05/01/2015 12:12:10
05/01/2015 12:12:10
that ending :')
05/01/2015 12:16:45
05/01/2015 12:16:45
Zivhayr said:
My Fanfic. I worked very hard on it, please enjoy! (Original story, do not steal!)
Wow. You win the internet my friend. Best video I've ever seen.
05/05/2015 08:09:28
We need a quote keeper just for some of these posts...
05/05/2015 08:11:28
05/05/2015 08:11:28
Boozer habits a dirt behind the fluid. Every incorporated fashion purges across the pill. Our aircraft comprises Aerodrome around any advance fuller. Boozer constitutes the bedroom.
http://watchout4snakes.com/wo4snakes/Random/RandomParagraph
05/21/2015 02:34:02
http://watchout4snakes.com/wo4snakes/Random/RandomParagraph
05/21/2015 02:34:02
Why can't Boozer bind Aero? Boozer tunnels Aero. Next to Aero clogs a wrecked problem. Aero biases Boozer throughout the lunchtime.
How can Boozer punt in Aero? Aero highlights every continental. Boozer wins the cult in the balanced carriage. Aero institutes Boozer.
05/21/2015 02:40:39
How can Boozer punt in Aero? Aero highlights every continental. Boozer wins the cult in the balanced carriage. Aero institutes Boozer.
05/21/2015 02:40:39
Boozer invalidates the peasant next to her pie. Aerodrome rages on top of Boozer. A gibberish thinks! Boozer fingers Aerodrome without a reporter. Boozer fiddles Aerodrome across the conference.
05/21/2015 02:43:26
When can the spoken color postpone a pleasant adult? Within a landed engineer frowns Boozer. The reject offers the defined suicide. Against Boozer participates Aero. Boozer waits for the presence. Boozer diverts the criminal joy across the sufferer.
05/21/2015 15:33:21
05/21/2015 15:33:21
Aero: "I would totally sleep with Cameron".
05/23/2015 08:05:58
05/23/2015 08:05:58
I now view Aerodrome differently
05/23/2015 10:13:35
05/23/2015 10:13:35
Date: 21/5/2015
Time: ~5:00 PM
I disembark the plane hurriedly to get away from the 3 babies that did nothing but cry all flight. The woman called Rosetta smiles at me gently and thanks me for flying Jetstar. I smile back wearily and hurry down the plane stairs. Entering the Melbourne airport, I briskly walk towards the baggage carousel. It didn't look like anything special, for some reason I was expecting something more fancy, but to be honest, the airport in Brisbane is significantly nicer than the Tullamarine one.
I receive a text message.
"I'm sorry we might be a little late, Cameron's being an idiot."
It was Dean. I sighed as I picked up my luggage and stood near the door. It seemed as though Cameron once again failed to follow a simple instruction. Eventually they arrived and I shook Dean, Justin and Cameron's hands. We went outside to catch a taxi to the hotel. I related the story of Rosetta the Flightmistress and the 3 demonic children in the plane that wouldn't shut up while we waited in line for a taxi.
We get to the taxi and I decide it's probably best that I sit in the middle of the back seat. We all chat a bit as we go past certain landmarks, like the fluorescent light Ferris wheel that apparently didn't work, the buildings and the trains that apparently don't stop. We begin to cross a bridge.
"Oh look. A bridge." I exclaim. "Bolt bridge, apparently."
"Bolt-tee," comes an unfamiliar voice. It was the taxi driver. I look slowly in his direction and he quickly apologizes for speaking.
We all chat some more in the taxi and we somehow come to talking about football. I had assumed that they were talking about NRL, but as they relayed some team names and locations I didn't know, a horrific realization dawned upon me; Victorians like AFL.
05/26/2015 05:17:19
Time: ~5:00 PM
I disembark the plane hurriedly to get away from the 3 babies that did nothing but cry all flight. The woman called Rosetta smiles at me gently and thanks me for flying Jetstar. I smile back wearily and hurry down the plane stairs. Entering the Melbourne airport, I briskly walk towards the baggage carousel. It didn't look like anything special, for some reason I was expecting something more fancy, but to be honest, the airport in Brisbane is significantly nicer than the Tullamarine one.
I receive a text message.
"I'm sorry we might be a little late, Cameron's being an idiot."
It was Dean. I sighed as I picked up my luggage and stood near the door. It seemed as though Cameron once again failed to follow a simple instruction. Eventually they arrived and I shook Dean, Justin and Cameron's hands. We went outside to catch a taxi to the hotel. I related the story of Rosetta the Flightmistress and the 3 demonic children in the plane that wouldn't shut up while we waited in line for a taxi.
We get to the taxi and I decide it's probably best that I sit in the middle of the back seat. We all chat a bit as we go past certain landmarks, like the fluorescent light Ferris wheel that apparently didn't work, the buildings and the trains that apparently don't stop. We begin to cross a bridge.
"Oh look. A bridge." I exclaim. "Bolt bridge, apparently."
"Bolt-tee," comes an unfamiliar voice. It was the taxi driver. I look slowly in his direction and he quickly apologizes for speaking.
We all chat some more in the taxi and we somehow come to talking about football. I had assumed that they were talking about NRL, but as they relayed some team names and locations I didn't know, a horrific realization dawned upon me; Victorians like AFL.
05/26/2015 05:17:19
You shook Cameron's hand last. Were you nervous?
05/26/2015 00:18:28
05/26/2015 00:18:28
Date: 21/5/2015
Time: ~7:00 PM
We get to the hotel. We stash our stuff in the room and decide to get food for dinner. Much to Dean's dismay, Cameron suggests McDonald's. I also suggest McDonald's. Dean looks at us condescendingly. I decide that it might be best if I ask Justin to have the final say of where to go for dinner.
"McDonald's," he says.
Dean begrudgingly takes us to the nearest McDonald's restaurant. We get our food and sit down. I quickly devour my burger but as soon as I get to the chips, they're cold and basically inedible. Cameron sits next to me, judging me silently. He's ordered Chicken McNuggets. Dean and I ponder how much of it actually is chicken, and settle on the ratio being 40% Chicken, 60% Nugget (whatever that is). Cameron literally takes forever to eat, so I finally ask him:
"Why on earth do you take so long to eat those?"
He eats slower. He then questions why I haven't eaten my chips yet.
"Well... they're cold! And not nice! And stuff!"
I glare at him while he continues to eat his food slowly on purpose. We leave the McDonald's after he's finished and go back to the hotel. At the hotel we play Smash to practice for the PM tournament the next day. I had previously suggested we play Brawl, but there unfortunately were no component cables for the television. I sit on Cameron's bed. I look at him. I poke his potbelly as he recoils viciously. I then lead Maribro on over the events that transpired over Skype. We all go to sleep ready for the PM tournament the next day. Date: 22/5/2015
Time: ~??:?? AM
I wake up to a noise. Darkness permeates the room. To my right I see Cameron thrashing around in his bed for 30 seconds or so. I wonder to myself silently what on earth he's doing. Is he awake at this hour? Perhaps he's dreaming instead? He stops; and I re-close my eyes and drift back to sleep.
05/26/2015 05:29:27
Time: ~7:00 PM
We get to the hotel. We stash our stuff in the room and decide to get food for dinner. Much to Dean's dismay, Cameron suggests McDonald's. I also suggest McDonald's. Dean looks at us condescendingly. I decide that it might be best if I ask Justin to have the final say of where to go for dinner.
"McDonald's," he says.
Dean begrudgingly takes us to the nearest McDonald's restaurant. We get our food and sit down. I quickly devour my burger but as soon as I get to the chips, they're cold and basically inedible. Cameron sits next to me, judging me silently. He's ordered Chicken McNuggets. Dean and I ponder how much of it actually is chicken, and settle on the ratio being 40% Chicken, 60% Nugget (whatever that is). Cameron literally takes forever to eat, so I finally ask him:
"Why on earth do you take so long to eat those?"
He eats slower. He then questions why I haven't eaten my chips yet.
"Well... they're cold! And not nice! And stuff!"
I glare at him while he continues to eat his food slowly on purpose. We leave the McDonald's after he's finished and go back to the hotel. At the hotel we play Smash to practice for the PM tournament the next day. I had previously suggested we play Brawl, but there unfortunately were no component cables for the television. I sit on Cameron's bed. I look at him. I poke his potbelly as he recoils viciously. I then lead Maribro on over the events that transpired over Skype. We all go to sleep ready for the PM tournament the next day. Date: 22/5/2015
Time: ~??:?? AM
I wake up to a noise. Darkness permeates the room. To my right I see Cameron thrashing around in his bed for 30 seconds or so. I wonder to myself silently what on earth he's doing. Is he awake at this hour? Perhaps he's dreaming instead? He stops; and I re-close my eyes and drift back to sleep.
05/26/2015 05:29:27
Dean has good taste in food. Aero and boozer and even Jezmo do not.
I'm judging them for this and I hope Dean is too.
05/26/2015 07:35:20
I'm judging them for this and I hope Dean is too.
05/26/2015 07:35:20
After all the McDonalds I discovered some menu items that taste like actual food.
Still judging though.
05/26/2015 07:40:09
Still judging though.
05/26/2015 07:40:09
Date: 22/5/2015
Time: ~8:00 AM
I wake up again to the sound of Dean's phone alarm. The four of us take turns having showers and leave for breakfast. Once again we settle on McDonald's. I order Hotcakes and Cameron orders Fanta. I make a maple syrup river. I was very proud of my maple syrup river. I eat the Hotcakes. Dean and Justin eat their food. I don't remember if Cameron got anything other than Fanta.
We leave the McDonald's to take a train. I was mildly excited, as this would have been the third train ride I'd ever been on. Dean tells me the story of how Cameron made everyone late to pick me up from the airport. Apparently the moron had misinterpreted "meet me under the clocks" with "wander around aimlessly and get lost". Dean lets me borrow his spare Myki card (basically VIC equivalent of GoVia). Cameron continues to drink the Fanta which makes his tongue orange. I sit close to Cameron on the train and say to him that his tongue is orange. He seemed impressed with himself. I pull out my 3DS to check my streetpasses. Once again he sits next to me judging me.
We depart the train for the venue. We pass Cameron Street. I wanted to take a photo of Cameron next to this sign, but it wasn't meant to be. We get to the venue and meet Leisha and Bryce. She hugs me, and I shake Bryce's hand. We pretend to look excited to play PM. We all scramble to play our singles matches, with all of us losing 0-2 every match. We play doubles, and I use the most effective move in the game; Peach down smash. We manage to take a set off some bad players. We were very happy. We got knocked out next round and decided to get Afghan Pizza... Date: 22/5/2015
Time: ~12:00 PM
We leave the venue with Leisha and Bryce to get Pizza. At the pizza shop, it took me significantly longer than it should have to order what I wanted. I got a large Hawaiian Pizza. Dean got a small Aussie Pizza. Cameron got a large Aussie Pizza to share with Justin. I pay for my pizza. The cashier gives me ten 50c pieces in change. I am judging him silently. We wait for what seems like an eternity. Lux appears in the Afghan Pizza shop. I had seen him earlier and asked if he wanted to join us. At the time he expressed distaste for the Afghan Pizza shop, but lo and behold here he was ordering food from there.
Another guy walks in with a Project M shirt on.
"Do you play Project M?" I ask.
He stares at me.
We all get our orders. Cameron pays for his pizza after he's received it for some reason and we leave the Afghan Pizza shop together. Once at the venue, we head into the Secret Room™, which wasn't all that secret since there was some random PM player and Splice trying to sleep in it. We eat our pizzas. I didn't expect the large pizza to be large, so I only ate half of it. Cameron sits next to me judging me once more, but at the same time I sat there judging him because he doesn't like Pineapple.
Cameron's PM pool is about to start. He's first up against some SA player called Kaizmo. As they're playing, Cameron exposes this Kaizmo's FRAUDULENT Wolf and like, 8 stocks it basically. Splice appears and chats to us. I wave at him seductively. I know who he is, but he doesn't know who I am. I eventually tell him. At this point, FRAUDLORD Kaizmo switches from Wolf to Falco because he got destroyed basically. Cameron loses the next two games, although they were quite close. I was surprised that SA was so bad at PM. We push Cameron to finish his last PM match with some Fox player. Once again Cameron is doing really well. But then the Fox player, 3 stocks in, informs us that his controller isn't working properly. The FRAUDULENT Fox player asks if they can restart. Cameron agrees for some reason. Meanwhile I'm standing there shaking my head. What a disgusting person; how dare they do what they just did! To use controller johns to restart a match that you were losing by like, 3 stocks, was just outright cheating to be honest. Cameron loses the next two games, we cheer, and leave the venue as fast as we can.
05/27/2015 00:02:54
Time: ~8:00 AM
I wake up again to the sound of Dean's phone alarm. The four of us take turns having showers and leave for breakfast. Once again we settle on McDonald's. I order Hotcakes and Cameron orders Fanta. I make a maple syrup river. I was very proud of my maple syrup river. I eat the Hotcakes. Dean and Justin eat their food. I don't remember if Cameron got anything other than Fanta.
We leave the McDonald's to take a train. I was mildly excited, as this would have been the third train ride I'd ever been on. Dean tells me the story of how Cameron made everyone late to pick me up from the airport. Apparently the moron had misinterpreted "meet me under the clocks" with "wander around aimlessly and get lost". Dean lets me borrow his spare Myki card (basically VIC equivalent of GoVia). Cameron continues to drink the Fanta which makes his tongue orange. I sit close to Cameron on the train and say to him that his tongue is orange. He seemed impressed with himself. I pull out my 3DS to check my streetpasses. Once again he sits next to me judging me.
We depart the train for the venue. We pass Cameron Street. I wanted to take a photo of Cameron next to this sign, but it wasn't meant to be. We get to the venue and meet Leisha and Bryce. She hugs me, and I shake Bryce's hand. We pretend to look excited to play PM. We all scramble to play our singles matches, with all of us losing 0-2 every match. We play doubles, and I use the most effective move in the game; Peach down smash. We manage to take a set off some bad players. We were very happy. We got knocked out next round and decided to get Afghan Pizza... Date: 22/5/2015
Time: ~12:00 PM
We leave the venue with Leisha and Bryce to get Pizza. At the pizza shop, it took me significantly longer than it should have to order what I wanted. I got a large Hawaiian Pizza. Dean got a small Aussie Pizza. Cameron got a large Aussie Pizza to share with Justin. I pay for my pizza. The cashier gives me ten 50c pieces in change. I am judging him silently. We wait for what seems like an eternity. Lux appears in the Afghan Pizza shop. I had seen him earlier and asked if he wanted to join us. At the time he expressed distaste for the Afghan Pizza shop, but lo and behold here he was ordering food from there.
Another guy walks in with a Project M shirt on.
"Do you play Project M?" I ask.
He stares at me.
We all get our orders. Cameron pays for his pizza after he's received it for some reason and we leave the Afghan Pizza shop together. Once at the venue, we head into the Secret Room™, which wasn't all that secret since there was some random PM player and Splice trying to sleep in it. We eat our pizzas. I didn't expect the large pizza to be large, so I only ate half of it. Cameron sits next to me judging me once more, but at the same time I sat there judging him because he doesn't like Pineapple.
Cameron's PM pool is about to start. He's first up against some SA player called Kaizmo. As they're playing, Cameron exposes this Kaizmo's FRAUDULENT Wolf and like, 8 stocks it basically. Splice appears and chats to us. I wave at him seductively. I know who he is, but he doesn't know who I am. I eventually tell him. At this point, FRAUDLORD Kaizmo switches from Wolf to Falco because he got destroyed basically. Cameron loses the next two games, although they were quite close. I was surprised that SA was so bad at PM. We push Cameron to finish his last PM match with some Fox player. Once again Cameron is doing really well. But then the Fox player, 3 stocks in, informs us that his controller isn't working properly. The FRAUDULENT Fox player asks if they can restart. Cameron agrees for some reason. Meanwhile I'm standing there shaking my head. What a disgusting person; how dare they do what they just did! To use controller johns to restart a match that you were losing by like, 3 stocks, was just outright cheating to be honest. Cameron loses the next two games, we cheer, and leave the venue as fast as we can.
05/27/2015 00:02:54
What kind of person doesn't like pineapple, but eats MacDonalds all the time?
A bad person.
05/27/2015 04:08:22
A bad person.
05/27/2015 04:08:22