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donovanisyourguyupdated
The BeemerBoy Chronicles Part 1
I’ve decided to make my own little situation here. Not related to sports. If it’s against the rules let me know. I’ll still be posting sports of course. Anyway, if possible, I’ll be posting these once or twice a week always expanding the mystique and pure awesome gloominess of BeemerBoy battling the many evils of the world. If you like fiction and things of that sort be sure to check this out and toss me a follow! Now it’s time, however, to enter part 1 of: THE BEEMERBOY CHRONICLES It’s quite dark and quite rainy in the big city known only as The Design. It’s quite darker and quite rainier on this day in particular. Quite rainier and quite darker than on the average rainy and dark day in this city. Many have diverged into only wearing raincoats. The pretty females, or the ones that believe that are indeed pretty, have gone with the full see-through and transparent raincoats. A “revolutionary design and idea” from the mind of designer and idea-maker Lars von Dupplerecht. The “revolutionary” Swedish-born German-American man, who few ever saw and even fewer ever heard from. He was hailed as the mind of a generation. A true revolutionary. BeemerBoy, however, does not like all this hype. He does not like it one little bit. He is a man of clean looks. He rather wears his black overcoat that shines when it rains. Like a diamond in the rough. Like the only light in a room full of darkness. He looks up at the sky, raindrops springing left and right off his dark visor. Tinted, just to make sure nobody ever knows where he’s looking, that nobody ever knows what his next move is. Cameras everywhere. Watching everything at all times. They see the prostitutes on 1st and 2nd. They see the drunk tourists singing their chorals wearing their funny little outfits that scream: “I’m not from here!” They see the corporate people making their corporate decisions and all the others trying to make their way in the corporate world. They see the kids crossing the street when the light shines red instead of green. They see the mothers drinking hard liquor and breast-feeding their children minutes later. They see the men who fathered these children injecting Retho straight into their veins. They see the vain stylists and the vain people they style abusing their power over the general public. They see the many lives lost to mind-numbing reality shows that are hailed as entertainment. They see the “prime-time entertainers”. They see one another, they are constantly communicating what they see. What. Where. When. They know, BeemerBoy thinks. They see our every move, just waiting for us to misstep, mishandle a given situation. They have taken over, they have won. We have lost. We are not smart. We are not special. We are not here for a reason. A discomforting thought BeemerBoy reassures himself; True for many, not for all. BeemerBoy must reassure himself at least several times a day. It is a troubling time. Perhaps the most troubling in the history of the world. Both World Wars have ended over a 100 years ago BeemerBoy thinks to himself. Yet here we are. Struggling like never before. Trapped in our minds which are trapped in this city which is trapped in this world. BeemerBoy only thinks to himself what life off-world would be like… Mankind has not reached those heights yet. Mankind has in fact progressed very little, if at all, since the early 2020s. “Protests shock The Design again! 7 shot dead, 33 wounded,” The talking, always lit street ceiling hailed as “The EYE” yells out into the crowd on Rich Street right next to BeemerBoy. More protests huh? Have these people not learned that the protests never lead to anything besides an “unexpected three day power outage”, several deaths and more wounded? Suddenly Kira Akura appears on The EYE. The three-time Star of the World award winner goes on to speak: “Oh me, oh my… Even more lives lost in The Design? I am so sorry and so disappointed with this world we have to live in. A true tragedy” she continues, “My prayers with everyone out there. I hope that…” BeemerBoy, however, does not have time for this. He hops on the all-electric speedway and leaves. BeemerBoy is on a mission. TO BE CONTINUED…
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donovanisyourguyupdated
The BeemerBoy Chronicles Part 1
I’ve decided to make my own little situation here. Not related to sports. If it’s against the rules let me know. I’ll still be posting sports of course. Anyway, if possible, I’ll be posting these once or twice a week always expanding the mystique and pure awesome gloominess of BeemerBoy battling the many evils of the world. If you like fiction and things of that sort be sure to check this out and toss me a follow! Now it’s time, however, to enter part 1 of: THE BEEMERBOY CHRONICLES It’s quite dark and quite rainy in the big city known only as The Design. It’s quite darker and quite rainier on this day in particular. Quite rainier and quite darker than on the average rainy and dark day in this city. Many have diverged into only wearing raincoats. The pretty females, or the ones that believe that are indeed pretty, have gone with the full see-through and transparent raincoats. A “revolutionary design and idea” from the mind of designer and idea-maker Lars von Dupplerecht. The “revolutionary” Swedish-born German-American man, who few ever saw and even fewer ever heard from. He was hailed as the mind of a generation. A true revolutionary. BeemerBoy, however, does not like all this hype. He does not like it one little bit. He is a man of clean looks. He rather wears his black overcoat that shines when it rains. Like a diamond in the rough. Like the only light in a room full of darkness. He looks up at the sky, raindrops springing left and right off his dark visor. Tinted, just to make sure nobody ever knows where he’s looking, that nobody ever knows what his next move is. Cameras everywhere. Watching everything at all times. They see the prostitutes on 1st and 2nd. They see the drunk tourists singing their chorals wearing their funny little outfits that scream: “I’m not from here!” They see the corporate people making their corporate decisions and all the others trying to make their way in the corporate world. They see the kids crossing the street when the light shines red instead of green. They see the mothers drinking hard liquor and breast-feeding their children minutes later. They see the men who fathered these children injecting Retho straight into their veins. They see the vain stylists and the vain people they style abusing their power over the general public. They see the many lives lost to mind-numbing reality shows that are hailed as entertainment. They see the “prime-time entertainers”. They see one another, they are constantly communicating what they see. What. Where. When. They know, BeemerBoy thinks. They see our every move, just waiting for us to misstep, mishandle a given situation. They have taken over, they have won. We have lost. We are not smart. We are not special. We are not here for a reason. A discomforting thought BeemerBoy reassures himself; True for many, not for all. BeemerBoy must reassure himself at least several times a day. It is a troubling time. Perhaps the most troubling in the history of the world. Both World Wars have ended over a 100 years ago BeemerBoy thinks to himself. Yet here we are. Struggling like never before. Trapped in our minds which are trapped in this city which is trapped in this world. BeemerBoy only thinks to himself what life off-world would be like… Mankind has not reached those heights yet. Mankind has in fact progressed very little, if at all, since the early 2020s. “Protests shock The Design again! 7 shot dead, 33 wounded,” The talking, always lit street ceiling hailed as “The EYE” yells out into the crowd on Rich Street right next to BeemerBoy. More protests huh? Have these people not learned that the protests never lead to anything besides an “unexpected three day power outage”, several deaths and more wounded? Suddenly Kira Akura appears on The EYE. The three-time Star of the World award winner goes on to speak: “Oh me, oh my… Even more lives lost in The Design? I am so sorry and so disappointed with this world we have to live in. A true tragedy” she continues, “My prayers with everyone out there. I hope that…” BeemerBoy, however, does not have time for this. He hops on the all-electric speedway and leaves. BeemerBoy is on a mission. TO BE CONTINUED…
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donovanisyourguyupdated
The BeemerBoy Chronicles Part 1
I’ve decided to make my own little situation here. Not related to sports. If it’s against the rules let me know. I’ll still be posting sports of course. Anyway, if possible, I’ll be posting these once or twice a week always expanding the mystique and pure awesome gloominess of BeemerBoy battling the many evils of the world. If you like fiction and things of that sort be sure to check this out and toss me a follow! Now it’s time, however, to enter part 1 of: THE BEEMERBOY CHRONICLES It’s quite dark and quite rainy in the big city known only as The Design. It’s quite darker and quite rainier on this day in particular. Quite rainier and quite darker than on the average rainy and dark day in this city. Many have diverged into only wearing raincoats. The pretty females, or the ones that believe that are indeed pretty, have gone with the full see-through and transparent raincoats. A “revolutionary design and idea” from the mind of designer and idea-maker Lars von Dupplerecht. The “revolutionary” Swedish-born German-American man, who few ever saw and even fewer ever heard from. He was hailed as the mind of a generation. A true revolutionary. BeemerBoy, however, does not like all this hype. He does not like it one little bit. He is a man of clean looks. He rather wears his black overcoat that shines when it rains. Like a diamond in the rough. Like the only light in a room full of darkness. He looks up at the sky, raindrops springing left and right off his dark visor. Tinted, just to make sure nobody ever knows where he’s looking, that nobody ever knows what his next move is. Cameras everywhere. Watching everything at all times. They see the prostitutes on 1st and 2nd. They see the drunk tourists singing their chorals wearing their funny little outfits that scream: “I’m not from here!” They see the corporate people making their corporate decisions and all the others trying to make their way in the corporate world. They see the kids crossing the street when the light shines red instead of green. They see the mothers drinking hard liquor and breast-feeding their children minutes later. They see the men who fathered these children injecting Retho straight into their veins. They see the vain stylists and the vain people they style abusing their power over the general public. They see the many lives lost to mind-numbing reality shows that are hailed as entertainment. They see the “prime-time entertainers”. They see one another, they are constantly communicating what they see. What. Where. When. They know, BeemerBoy thinks. They see our every move, just waiting for us to misstep, mishandle a given situation. They have taken over, they have won. We have lost. We are not smart. We are not special. We are not here for a reason. A discomforting thought BeemerBoy reassures himself; True for many, not for all. BeemerBoy must reassure himself at least several times a day. It is a troubling time. Perhaps the most troubling in the history of the world. Both World Wars have ended over a 100 years ago BeemerBoy thinks to himself. Yet here we are. Struggling like never before. Trapped in our minds which are trapped in this city which is trapped in this world. BeemerBoy only thinks to himself what life off-world would be like… Mankind has not reached those heights yet. Mankind has in fact progressed very little, if at all, since the early 2020s. “Protests shock The Design again! 7 shot dead, 33 wounded,” The talking, always lit street ceiling hailed as “The EYE” yells out into the crowd on Rich Street right next to BeemerBoy. More protests huh? Have these people not learned that the protests never lead to anything besides an “unexpected three day power outage”, several deaths and more wounded? Suddenly Kira Akura appears on The EYE. The three-time Star of the World award winner goes on to speak: “Oh me, oh my… Even more lives lost in The Design? I am so sorry and so disappointed with this world we have to live in. A true tragedy” she continues, “My prayers with everyone out there. I hope that…” BeemerBoy, however, does not have time for this. He hops on the all-electric speedway and leaves. BeemerBoy is on a mission. TO BE CONTINUED…
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sport-freiupdated
using google translate to create crappy articles is a sign of despise - but do you care?
This topic is not new but it seems it needs to be permanently addressed. Therefor without any name dropping... I know that it can be difficult for non-native English bloggers to write their articles in English, and I also get it, that posting articles under Scorum.com will increase our chances of a higher post reward. And I also completely understand, that not every articles here on Scorum.com will be a superb masterpiece of the art of writing. We are all not professional writers, but somehow most of us are continuously trying to create some interesting or informative sports blog to entertain other readers here on Scorum. Some are struggling more and some less, but most of are doing a good job, which often can take quite some of our valuable and precious time. I do assume that most of us agree, that creativity, skills and effort should be rewarded here on Scorum, that's why we have the possibility to upvote other posts, which then can get some payout in form of Scorum Coins. But do we want to reward articles which are just an automatic google translate translation? An often poor and crappy translation which doesn't make much sense! As I said I understand that writing in English can be a challenge for people who have a different language background since I can speak from my own experience. Therefor I don't mind if bloggers use some tools when translating their own articles, but I am not talking about putting a whole article through google translate without even double-checking the final output. Doing this and then posting such bullshit articles here on Scorum stinks! Yes damn, it really stinks and pisses me off. If you do so, you simply don't show any respect to any other writer here on Scorum, writers who often spend hours and hours researching, writing, formatting and double-checking their articles. Serious blogging is hard work! What do such crap articles provide and contribute to this platform? And why do some people still upvote it? If you can't write in English, than please use your native language. There are so many other domains who need some genuine writers to develop their communities. But spamming the Scorum.com domain with poorly translated articles sucks. Seeing those articles in the hot section is clearly not a sign for a high quality level here on Scorum. It will rather put of any interested professional writers and drive some away.Is that in our interest?
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sport-freiupdated
using google translate to create crappy articles is a sign of despise - but do you care?
This topic is not new but it seems it needs to be permanently addressed. Therefor without any name dropping... I know that it can be difficult for non-native English bloggers to write their articles in English, and I also get it, that posting articles under Scorum.com will increase our chances of a higher post reward. And I also completely understand, that not every articles here on Scorum.com will be a superb masterpiece of the art of writing. We are all not professional writers, but somehow most of us are continuously trying to create some interesting or informative sports blog to entertain other readers here on Scorum. Some are struggling more and some less, but most of are doing a good job, which often can take quite some of our valuable and precious time. I do assume that most of us agree, that creativity, skills and effort should be rewarded here on Scorum, that's why we have the possibility to upvote other posts, which then can get some payout in form of Scorum Coins. But do we want to reward articles which are just an automatic google translate translation? An often poor and crappy translation which doesn't make much sense! As I said I understand that writing in English can be a challenge for people who have a different language background since I can speak from my own experience. Therefor I don't mind if bloggers use some tools when translating their own articles, but I am not talking about putting a whole article through google translate without even double-checking the final output. Doing this and then posting such bullshit articles here on Scorum stinks! Yes damn, it really stinks and pisses me off. If you do so, you simply don't show any respect to any other writer here on Scorum, writers who often spend hours and hours researching, writing, formatting and double-checking their articles. Serious blogging is hard work! What do such crap articles provide and contribute to this platform? And why do some people still upvote it? If you can't write in English, than please use your native language. There are so many other domains who need some genuine writers to develop their communities. But spamming the Scorum.com domain with poorly translated articles sucks. Seeing those articles in the hot section is clearly not a sign for a high quality level here on Scorum. It will rather put of any interested professional writers and drive some away.Is that in our interest?
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sport-freiupdated
using google translate to create crappy articles is a sign of despise - but do you care?
This topic is not new but it seems it needs to be permanently addressed. Therefor without any name dropping... I know that it can be difficult for non-native English bloggers to write their articles in English, and I also get it, that posting articles under Scorum.com will increase our chances of a higher post reward. And I also completely understand, that not every articles here on Scorum.com will be a superb masterpiece of the art of writing. We are all not professional writers, but somehow most of us are continuously trying to create some interesting or informative sports blog to entertain other readers here on Scorum. Some are struggling more and some less, but most of are doing a good job, which often can take quite some of our valuable and precious time. I do assume that most of us agree, that creativity, skills and effort should be rewarded here on Scorum, that's why we have the possibility to upvote other posts, which then can get some payout in form of Scorum Coins. But do we want to reward articles which are just an automatic google translate translation? An often poor and crappy translation which doesn't make much sense! As I said I understand that writing in English can be a challenge for people who have a different language background since I can speak from my own experience. Therefor I don't mind if bloggers use some tools when translating their own articles, but I am not talking about putting a whole article through google translate without even double-checking the final output. Doing this and then posting such bullshit articles here on Scorum stinks! Yes damn, it really stinks and pisses me off. If you do so, you simply don't show any respect to any other writer here on Scorum, writers who often spend hours and hours researching, writing, formatting and double-checking their articles. Serious blogging is hard work! What do such crap articles provide and contribute to this platform? And why do some people still upvote it? If you can't write in English, than please use your native language. There are so many other domains who need some genuine writers to develop their communities. But spamming the Scorum.com domain with poorly translated articles sucks. Seeing those articles in the hot section is clearly not a sign for a high quality level here on Scorum. It will rather put of any interested professional writers and drive some away.Is that in our interest?
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