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Discussion in 'Role Playing Forum' started by Thok, Sep 8, 2008.
I was. I just felt like commenting.
I think your priorities are a bit off in this post.
I second that.
*turns on sports*
Grabs a beer and puts his feet up on the bar.
I died a little inside when I found out, to be honest.
So it is true that Richard Wright passed away. I did not find out till very late yesterday. Well, I will put another brick in the wall for him.
As long you all do not say nothing to the DOT, I think having a whisky and cool-aid does sound good to me.
Grabs some more beer and starts throwing knives at everyone else.
* Narrowly dodging a knife, he pulls out his reloaded vulcan and opens fire at Supernova_I*
Trying to mourn the loss of a great musician, here. Sheesh.
*restarts the damage counter*
I'll be putting Echoes on repeat all day in honour of decent music dying a slow death...remember, all we have to do, is to keep...talking.
*Dives over the bar, dragging the barkeep with him*
Hey, can't have the barkeep knifed to hell can we? Ow...
*notices the knife in his leg, pulls it out, pours some vodka on it to sterilize it, then takes a swig and passes it down*
*Catches knife and examines it* Nice blade, thanks.
No, the bar keep has to have at least one knife wound for the books.
Oy, fights and injuries suddenly starting up left and right these days <.< Don't feel like sticking around for this, especially with having to start the school week again tomorrow! *crawls away, avoiding the knives and other stuff flying around and goes to the safe haven that is his bed to sleep through the craziness*
And he thinks he is safe. *Pours a little liquer on the bed foot and lights it.*
*Shakes head disapprovingly*
Alcohol fires don't burn very hot, you need something a bit more intense.
*Presses a button on his vulcan, firing some napalm directly in front of the alcohol fire*
And now, we wait.
*just sleeps away as the fire just seems to die instantly before a little hologram appears at the foot of his bed*
Rule 6: *No harming The Staff in any way!
Screw the rules I have money!
*Fires a missile at the bed*
(+100 darthramza points if you know where the quote's from)
Is +100 darthramza points worth anything, because it sounds familair. (ms)
I play as a Sith, so what rules?
(The Quote, that is...)
Grabs her favorite pot of coffee..and a bottle of rum, and heads out to bouncy castle....
Well, I was looking for "Yu-Gi-Oh! The Abridged Series" but, eh, Ktala gets the darthramza points.
Which I invented solely to see if anyone could win them. How existential.
*Looks down at his vulcan*
By the way, Thok, how much does my damage bill come out to?
I Don't want no darthramza points, all I want are my friggin BEARS to win more than one stupid game in the space of two weeks!
*Goes crosseyed as a knife sticks into the thin veil of reality between himself and the rest of Hoopers.*
At last, an example of a cloud having a silver lining.
*Stomach rumbles, as separated from food too.*
*hits a button from his desk, and watches darthramza get ejected from his bar*
Now now...play nice. No harming my employee's.