[QUOTE=roflcakes;23424150]Arthur C. Clarke here.
But that's probably only because I wrote a scifi piece:
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I got the same result when I wrote this, it's closer in style to David Brin though:
[release]And suddenly they emerged from the obsidian depths of the derelict asteroid field. Great, great echelons of ancient progenitor drones in every shape and kind, flexing their scorched wings as they shimmered in the azure light of the nearby youthful star. A scene from tales long forgotten. A sight all deepspacers are raised to fear and revere.
They had been awakened.[/release]
[code]It was a dark and stormy night. I knew it would happen soon... it always does... It HAS to happen. Niggers. Niggers of the nights would be out soon, and everything would be over. Unfortunately, no one likes the niggers of the night.
I write like
[URL="http://iwl.me/w/cfe536cd"]Mark Twain[/URL]
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haha, What the fuck?
[QUOTE=lemonlimecom;23425223][code]It was a dark and stormy night. I knew it would happen soon... it always does... It HAS to happen. Niggers. Niggers of the nights would be out soon, and everything would be over. Unfortunately, no one likes the niggers of the night.
I write like
[URL="http://iwl.me/w/cfe536cd"]Mark Twain[/URL]
[/code]
haha, What the fuck?[/QUOTE]
I didn't know Mark Twain was racist.
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Dan Brown my ass. :colbert:
[QUOTE=Inspector Jones;23413202][img]http://i31.tinypic.com/25u2nf4.jpg[/img]
I wrote this riveting tale on the spot.[/QUOTE]
sounds about right.
I got Arthur C. Clarke from about 1000 words. Did I win?
Also, how does this thing work?
I got Stephen King after writing a short, racists story about how black people always stare at me when I walk through a bad neighbourhood.
I copy/pasted a couple of long-ass posts I made, and apparently I write like Ian Flemming. The guy that wrote James Bond.
I pasted a Stephen King quote Shawshank Redemption was told I wrote like James Joyce.
[quote]I'm Harry Potter and i do magic shit[/quote]
I write like
J. K. Rowling
[quote=Big Bomb]My dream include Me, my friend James, my friend Dan, and my friend Alec.
There is this fucking hot girl in our classes, and she is fucking dreamy.
My dream involved me sticking my pregnancy stick in her mouth, and forcefeeding her.
My friend James was ramming her up the ass.
Alec was up the vagina.
and Dan was boobies.
She was locked down to a table in the clouds, and had one of those red ball things in her mouth when I wasn't mouthraping her.
aww :jizz:
but the bad thing about it, is all day, every girl i see, i picture me doing that to her. solutions?[/quote]
Kurt Vonnegut
Brilliant :rolleyes:
I put in My Immortal...
JK Rowling.
Laughed like hell.
I put one of my essays into it and I got H. P. Lovecraft.
This thing only analyses the first paragraph. I put in my Arthur C Clarke paragraph and then lol cocks for the next paragraph and still gave me Arthur C Clark
[quote]
[I]"Hey Joey... Wake up..."
"Wake up...Before teach sees you..."
[/I]
[B]Snap![/B]
"Ah!" falls backward in chair.
"Joseph you may not find this lesson entertaining ,but I'll assure you that you will not be taking naps during my class!" Yelled a very musky voice.
"Yes si-" Joey tried to speak before the ruler smacked down on the desk again.
"You address me by Mister ,and my last name..."
"Uh... You got it Mr. Rasent!" He tried to say in a reassuring voice before the ruler was smacked down again fully waking him up ,and the 'Teacher' walked back to the chalkboard.
"Now. Can you two tell me why your forced to live in an area hidden in a holding facility under Lake Supreme?" The teacher said smacking his ruler against the chalk board.
"Because the balance of humanity would be broken if we we're to leave." Trey said in a perky voice
"And?" Mr. Rasent replied.
"We're cursed with the ears ,and tail of an animal?" Joey added on.
"Not exactly ,but you two would be killed by those who see you..." Mr. Rasent said gritting his teeth, "This facility refuses to have an incident like S.F.N.S((San Fransisco Nekomysim Study))" He said before smacking the ruler down again breaking it.
[U][I]
If we threaten the balance of humanity why do they keep us here then....
[/I][/U]
"Now the god father has granted us the ability to allow you two out under one condition..." Mr. Rasent said before going into the cabinet located above the book shelf.
~A Minute Later~
"You have a cig?" A guard asked his spot lighter
"Nope." replied the spot lighter
"You sur-"
[B]Psh!
[/B][I]No way! I will not wear that just to have freedom!
[/I]
"You want freedom or not...?" Mr. Rasent asked.
"Yeah ,but." Joey replied
"Then you have to wear it." Mr. Rasent. "It's just wool cap. You can pull the tail up into your shirt ,but you need to cover your ears."
"I will look like a chav though!" Joey yelled.
"Once your outside you can find other clothing ,but for now this is all we got." Mr. Rasent said before shoving the cap on Joey's head.
Joey pulled it off ,and his eyes began to glow a bright neon blue.
"Come on Joe we can finally leave this place!" Trey said with disregard ,and completely didn't care about putting the cap on.
"Ugh... Alright. Your buying something else though once we get out of here." Joey said before putting the cap on ,and pulling his tail into his shirt.
"One other thing... Don't start shit." Mr. Rasent said before opening the door too the room ,and leading toward the elevator out of the area.
[I]Finally... Freedom. After four years of this nightmare I'll be able to see the light again.
[/I]"So.. Mr. Rasent." Trey said once the trio entered the elevator.
"Yes?" Mr. Rasent asked looking at Trey.
"Has the world changed much since we left it?" Trey asked unsure what he would see once the doors were opened.
"Not much Trey... Not much at all." Mr. Rasent said with a chuckle.
[I]Ten more floors... Five more floors... Come on hurry up!
[/I]"Well boys welcome back to Earth." Mr. Rasent said opening the doors which almost blinded the two young adult who hadn't seen the light in so long.
"Chirst, my eyes!" Joey yelled out before regaining full vision.
The two of them looked out ,and saw the world again. It was so bright a colorful... For the past few years they only had seen the color of chrome ,and occasionally got a chance too watch government issued videos for teaching ,but nothing could prepare them for the brightly colored world which they had left behind those years ago.
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I write like Stephen King apparently... Oh god the irony.
Aparently Mark Twain is a racist
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[QUOTE=ryd00d;23425308]I didn't know Mark Twain was racist.[/QUOTE]
Its got to be true.
All I did was write Niggers over and over again
Mark Twain
I write like JK Rowling
As the dragon soared higher for a new run I reloaded my crossbow and took aim. The dragon dived just as I fired wasting my last shot. thinking quickly I drew my sword while jumping on a catapult. I swung down on the rope holding it. what was my life compared to the life of my king. I swore my life to him and I intend to give it in his name. Then as I flew through the air a sudden thought came to me, I might just become a hero for this. And I swung down severing the dragon's jaw from its head as it tried to eat me.
I don't know how that relates to wizards
[code]Harry Potter was a sparkly nigger vampire, a firm follower of the Great Cthulhu, but a horrible fuck nonetheless.
It was up to Slowbeef to stop his niggardly deeds, which happened to be sucking cock for cab fare, and punting babies into minefields, not to mention putting horrible Let's Play videos up on Youtube. He gathered his friends, although Proteus was too busy murdering his own child for the same reason Slowbeef was on a rampage for. He gathered his mic, a Logitech 8=D, and battle armor, which he liked to wear when he recorded. He gathered his weapons, a sharp wit, biting sarcasm, and hateful cynicism. And then, he attacked.[/code]
You write like [URL="http://iwl.me/w/c3e0655f"]Vladimir Nabokov[/URL]
[QUOTE=Anti Christ;23416756][IMG]http://filesmelt.com/dl/img.cgi_.png[/IMG][/QUOTE]
I tried it and it won't work. It keeps giving me Neil Gaiman.
One time it gave me Edgar Allen Poe when I did that too.
[QUOTE=GamerKiwi;23438283]I tried it and it won't work. It keeps giving me Neil Gaiman.
One time it gave me Edgar Allen Poe when I did that too.[/QUOTE]
Try adding Vampires into it somewhere:
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H.P. Lovecraft on the majority of my social science papers..
[QUOTE=Zedo Mann;23413062][IMG]http://dl.dropbox.com/u/3655356/Public%20Photos/Whore%20Story.png[/IMG]
[URL="http://iwl.me/"]This site[/URL] told me my writing was like Stephen King's. He writes whore stories doesn't he?[/QUOTE]
Stephen King is a master. Never before have I been able to sit down and read a book and genuinely not realise that I had been reading for 6 hours and it was now 4 in the morning.
Anyways, I posted some of my old blog posts. From the later posts I got David Foster Wallace twice so I guess he's the winner. When I started the blog apparently I wrote like Stephanie Meyer.
EDIT- I also got it to analyse some of the longer comments I've posted on Garrysmod.org. I keep getting Dave Wallace. It's kind of freaking me out.
My story about anal licking. I write like Mark Twain
This site/thread got me to buy [URL="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Infinite_Jest"]Infinite Jest [/URL], so I approve
[code]HURP A DURP A DERP LOLO ROFLL LMAO XD XD WTF LOLZ EPIC FAIL WIN LOL[/code]
I write like
Vladimir Nabokov
Okay.
I'm HP lovecraft apparently. That or a dozen people all who's first name is Arthur.
I posted this thing I wrote a while ago:
[quote]"There once was a man, who I shall call Bob. Bob felt like he was above posting on forums, such as Something Awful and the WoW forums... He needed something more to feel complete. Although he was a respected member on all forums he posted on, he stuck with this feeling. He stopped posting on forums, and thought about what he could do to fill that empty feeling. Doing something that applies to real life was out of the question, and it had to involve forums... but suddenly, it came to him.
Bob logged on to his computer running Windows 2000, and launched Internet Explorer. He found a website that allowed him to create a forum online without having to code anything himself. "This," he said to himself, "This, is my calling. I shall create a forum that everybody will want to go on! It shall be the GREATEST FORUM MANKIND HAS EVERY KNOWN!" So, he made a very basic forum focusing on many topics, such as music, gaming, even television. A few people joined, but it seemed to be doomed to obscurity. Bob couldn't afford any adspace for his website, and he only had two other members, with a three member total. Bob, naturally enough, didn't know what to do.
Eventually, two more people joined. Bob appointed some admins, and logged off. He sat on his bed, quietly sobbing to himself. This was a mistake. His forum only had five members, and there was no way to get people to join. He now realised that people who wanted to go on a South Park forum aren't going to come here, but instead to a South Park forum. He didn't have enough content. All of the sub-forums were things that already existed, Bob needed something new. He searched and searched, but came up with nothing that wasn't already taken. His forum idea seemed to be dead...
Some more members joined, but few posted. There weren't enough topics. Bob stopped going to his own forum, settling on other, bigger ones that he started on. One member was assassinated, others simply left... He ended up with a dead forum. He knew his plan was over, and simply gave up. The last post made by an admin was on June 21st, the death date of Two Gamers United Forums. Bob moved on to better things. He got married, and was assigned to a well-paying job. But even though he had a good life, he couldn't help but wonder - why did his forum fail?
It could have been the lack of advertising. He didn't even mention to his friends that he made a server, it was just... there. Although it's less likely, it might have been the lack of original topics. The backbone of this site was games, music, and television. He didn't have anything that wasn't done before. Bob even considered the long, obtuse name. Most forums have a short, to the point name. Two Gamers United Forums, however, did not. But one final thing that he did not consider... was the lack of a random board. The only things you could talk about was television and so forth, nothing miscellaneous was posted. Although it was a sad fate, it seemed to be the only way Bob's forum could end, and so it did.
Nearly a full month after the death of TGUF, members of a different forums began to visit. They were partly reviving it, and partly converting it. But, even their attempts were futile. It seemed that only two people crossed over, made an account, and posted. So, in the end, TGUF was doomed from the start. This is an obituary of the thing that could have been great, but eventually collapsed. It's death was uncalled for and early. Goodbye, TGUF. You will be missed."[/quote]
And got Douglas Adams. I think it's a bit off.
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