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DysFUNKtional Duck

PostPosted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 10:37 pm


Taigamma
DysFUNKtional Duck
Taigamma
2_wht_and_nrdy
Taigamma
Officer Hot-Pants
Pfft, nerdy girls are awesome. >.>
Yes they are, but the kind of "nrdy" we're talking isn't the kind you may think it is.

You see... When the world was made, there came to be two kinds of girls.

Bla bla blah.

And now the world is cursed with 2_wht_and_nrdy, a crazed being bent on world peace and harmony by brainwashing. >.>
....... rofl rofl rofl
world peace is an unachievable goal c: so why would I even waste my efforts?
XD and me, brainwash someone? What on earth are you basing all of this on? I'd really love to know cat_3nodding
YOU'RE THE DEVIL! That's what I'm saying.
I think you're just alarmed and confused. I understand. You've probably never been this physically close to a woman before. Certainly not in the same bed. Your poor, innocent virgin mind can't handle the emotional complications of waking up next to a hot chick. : P
*pets* It's okay, dear. ^_^
Oh, don't get me wrong. There will be a wrestle but I ain't going to sleep next to that for a long while. And if I do, I'm first to wake up. There will no chances for her to try something.
Your choice of wording made me chuckle.
Dale, if you wrestled Nerdcakes, she'd crush you. : ) You poor scrawny b*****d. ^_^
PostPosted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 11:50 pm


DysFUNKtional Duck
Taigamma
DysFUNKtional Duck
Taigamma
2_wht_and_nrdy
....... rofl rofl rofl
world peace is an unachievable goal c: so why would I even waste my efforts?
XD and me, brainwash someone? What on earth are you basing all of this on? I'd really love to know cat_3nodding
YOU'RE THE DEVIL! That's what I'm saying.
I think you're just alarmed and confused. I understand. You've probably never been this physically close to a woman before. Certainly not in the same bed. Your poor, innocent virgin mind can't handle the emotional complications of waking up next to a hot chick. : P
*pets* It's okay, dear. ^_^
Oh, don't get me wrong. There will be a wrestle but I ain't going to sleep next to that for a long while. And if I do, I'm first to wake up. There will no chances for her to try something.
Your choice of wording made me chuckle.
Dale, if you wrestled Nerdcakes, she'd crush you. : ) You poor scrawny b*****d. ^_^
I wanted to use the best and cleanest word for the meaning I was pursuing at the time. Wrestling was one of the words I remember someone using so I chose it.

I seriously doubt that. I'm scrawny but I'm resistant. I have fallen off things, slammed into stuff, and rammed into people during full contact football and have yet to do more than skin my elbows. I believe it was my milk consumption during my middle school years when I believed I could harden my bones enough to allow me to punch through a brick wall with little to no pain. During this time, the knowledge of nerves was limited so I thought I was like a piece of putty. That and I had an addiction to chocolate milk for a while...bad stuff. I never got over it.

Long story short, I never could punch hard enough to even move a rock and ended up hurting myself multiple times, but at least my calcium levels were good, right?

Then when I started high school, I started going back to praticing martial arts determined to never allow "that fight" to happen again due to the pure stupidity I felt and the cowardice that b*****d showed. It increased my anger and became like a steroid. I constantly practiced but never felt right. Even in my dreams, I would fight people but my punches never hurt. I felt like a weak nerd but with actual style.

I kept trying and trying until one day I flipped and had the best dream (not actually, the best dreams are the "other" kind wink ). Point is, my punches actual felt real and hurt the b*****d. Now I do physical activities to strength my current body's endurance since I can't dodge worth hell. That and always fighting with some of my friends has made me like effen Bruce Lee. I've been quoted to be "stronger than I look".

Point of all this random crap is this: If we were "wrestling" I would crush her, not vice versa. I'm an iron rod now, not a wooden stick like the other scrawnies.

THAT'S RIGHT! I'M EXTREME! I'm like a freaken superhuman.
So that's epic scrawny b*****d to you.

Taigamma

Shadowy Paladin

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DysFUNKtional Duck

PostPosted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 11:58 pm


Taigamma
DysFUNKtional Duck
Taigamma
DysFUNKtional Duck
Taigamma
2_wht_and_nrdy
....... rofl rofl rofl
world peace is an unachievable goal c: so why would I even waste my efforts?
XD and me, brainwash someone? What on earth are you basing all of this on? I'd really love to know cat_3nodding
YOU'RE THE DEVIL! That's what I'm saying.
I think you're just alarmed and confused. I understand. You've probably never been this physically close to a woman before. Certainly not in the same bed. Your poor, innocent virgin mind can't handle the emotional complications of waking up next to a hot chick. : P
*pets* It's okay, dear. ^_^
Oh, don't get me wrong. There will be a wrestle but I ain't going to sleep next to that for a long while. And if I do, I'm first to wake up. There will no chances for her to try something.
Your choice of wording made me chuckle.
Dale, if you wrestled Nerdcakes, she'd crush you. : ) You poor scrawny b*****d. ^_^
I wanted to use the best and cleanest word for the meaning I was pursuing at the time. Wrestling was one of the words I remember someone using so I chose it.

I seriously doubt that. I'm scrawny but I'm resistant. I have fallen off things, slammed into stuff, and rammed into people during full contact football and have yet to do more than skin my elbows. I believe it was my milk consumption during my middle school years when I believed I could harden my bones enough to allow me to punch through a brick wall with little to no pain. During this time, the knowledge of nerves was limited so I thought I was like a piece of putty. That and I had an addiction to chocolate milk for a while...bad stuff. I never got over it.

Long story short, I never could punch hard enough to even move a rock and ended up hurting myself multiple times, but at least my calcium levels were good, right?

Then when I started high school, I started going back to praticing martial arts determined to never allow "that fight" to happen again due to the pure stupidity I felt and the cowardice that b*****d showed. It increased my anger and became like a steroid. I constantly practiced but never felt right. Even in my dreams, I would fight people but my punches never hurt. I felt like a weak nerd but with actual style.

I kept trying and trying until one day I flipped and had the best dream (not actually, the best dreams are the "other" kind wink ). Point is, my punches actual felt real and hurt the b*****d. Now I do physical activities to strength my current body's endurance since I can't dodge worth hell. That and always fighting with some of my friends has made me like effen Bruce Lee. I've been quoted to be "stronger than I look".

Point of all this random crap is this: If we were "wrestling" I would crush her, not vice versa. I'm an iron rod now, not a wooden stick like the other scrawnies.

THAT'S RIGHT! I'M EXTREME! I'm like a freaken superhuman.
So that's epic scrawny b*****d to you.
You told me before that "that fight" was the only one you ever got in, you liar.
And if that's the truth, Miranda has been in more fights than you and she actually won. Not to mention, she wasn't fighting fat albert. XD
Oh and you beating someone up in your dreams is not impressive, just so you know. : P
PostPosted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 12:09 am


DysFUNKtional Duck
Taigamma
DysFUNKtional Duck
Taigamma
DysFUNKtional Duck
I think you're just alarmed and confused. I understand. You've probably never been this physically close to a woman before. Certainly not in the same bed. Your poor, innocent virgin mind can't handle the emotional complications of waking up next to a hot chick. : P
*pets* It's okay, dear. ^_^
Oh, don't get me wrong. There will be a wrestle but I ain't going to sleep next to that for a long while. And if I do, I'm first to wake up. There will no chances for her to try something.
Your choice of wording made me chuckle.
Dale, if you wrestled Nerdcakes, she'd crush you. : ) You poor scrawny b*****d. ^_^
I wanted to use the best and cleanest word for the meaning I was pursuing at the time. Wrestling was one of the words I remember someone using so I chose it.

I seriously doubt that. I'm scrawny but I'm resistant. I have fallen off things, slammed into stuff, and rammed into people during full contact football and have yet to do more than skin my elbows. I believe it was my milk consumption during my middle school years when I believed I could harden my bones enough to allow me to punch through a brick wall with little to no pain. During this time, the knowledge of nerves was limited so I thought I was like a piece of putty. That and I had an addiction to chocolate milk for a while...bad stuff. I never got over it.

Long story short, I never could punch hard enough to even move a rock and ended up hurting myself multiple times, but at least my calcium levels were good, right?

Then when I started high school, I started going back to praticing martial arts determined to never allow "that fight" to happen again due to the pure stupidity I felt and the cowardice that b*****d showed. It increased my anger and became like a steroid. I constantly practiced but never felt right. Even in my dreams, I would fight people but my punches never hurt. I felt like a weak nerd but with actual style.

I kept trying and trying until one day I flipped and had the best dream (not actually, the best dreams are the "other" kind wink ). Point is, my punches actual felt real and hurt the b*****d. Now I do physical activities to strength my current body's endurance since I can't dodge worth hell. That and always fighting with some of my friends has made me like effen Bruce Lee. I've been quoted to be "stronger than I look".

Point of all this random crap is this: If we were "wrestling" I would crush her, not vice versa. I'm an iron rod now, not a wooden stick like the other scrawnies.

THAT'S RIGHT! I'M EXTREME! I'm like a freaken superhuman.
So that's epic scrawny b*****d to you.
You told me before that "that fight" was the only one you ever got in, you liar.
And if that's the truth, Miranda has been in more fights than you and she actually won. Not to mention, she wasn't fighting fat albert. XD
Oh and you beating someone up in your dreams is not impressive, just so you know. : P
Huh? Oh, it was the only fight I've ever been in. The other fights were just play fights, but we punched for real. I spent most of my time running around the cafeteria. ...funny, both of my "sparring partners" were fat too. I think somethings wrong here.

America's got an obesity problem indeed.

I know it's not impressive, but all my dreams before that day were of me doing no damage. This was a threshold moment. Enlightenment. Breaking the chain. A rebirth.

All the other times I've ever felt rage, even "that fight", I felt like killing someone but had no drive to do it. Now I have the drive and the know how to do it.

In other words, before the dream I was all talk, now, I have only action. Point out the target and I'm on 'em like flies on s**t. Just a flurry of punches and kicks.

Taigamma

Shadowy Paladin

8,850 Points
  • Survivor 150
  • Battle: Knight 100
  • Battle: KO 200

DysFUNKtional Duck

PostPosted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 2:31 am


Taigamma
DysFUNKtional Duck
Taigamma
DysFUNKtional Duck
Taigamma
DysFUNKtional Duck
I think you're just alarmed and confused. I understand. You've probably never been this physically close to a woman before. Certainly not in the same bed. Your poor, innocent virgin mind can't handle the emotional complications of waking up next to a hot chick. : P
*pets* It's okay, dear. ^_^
Oh, don't get me wrong. There will be a wrestle but I ain't going to sleep next to that for a long while. And if I do, I'm first to wake up. There will no chances for her to try something.
Your choice of wording made me chuckle.
Dale, if you wrestled Nerdcakes, she'd crush you. : ) You poor scrawny b*****d. ^_^
I wanted to use the best and cleanest word for the meaning I was pursuing at the time. Wrestling was one of the words I remember someone using so I chose it.

I seriously doubt that. I'm scrawny but I'm resistant. I have fallen off things, slammed into stuff, and rammed into people during full contact football and have yet to do more than skin my elbows. I believe it was my milk consumption during my middle school years when I believed I could harden my bones enough to allow me to punch through a brick wall with little to no pain. During this time, the knowledge of nerves was limited so I thought I was like a piece of putty. That and I had an addiction to chocolate milk for a while...bad stuff. I never got over it.

Long story short, I never could punch hard enough to even move a rock and ended up hurting myself multiple times, but at least my calcium levels were good, right?

Then when I started high school, I started going back to praticing martial arts determined to never allow "that fight" to happen again due to the pure stupidity I felt and the cowardice that b*****d showed. It increased my anger and became like a steroid. I constantly practiced but never felt right. Even in my dreams, I would fight people but my punches never hurt. I felt like a weak nerd but with actual style.

I kept trying and trying until one day I flipped and had the best dream (not actually, the best dreams are the "other" kind wink ). Point is, my punches actual felt real and hurt the b*****d. Now I do physical activities to strength my current body's endurance since I can't dodge worth hell. That and always fighting with some of my friends has made me like effen Bruce Lee. I've been quoted to be "stronger than I look".

Point of all this random crap is this: If we were "wrestling" I would crush her, not vice versa. I'm an iron rod now, not a wooden stick like the other scrawnies.

THAT'S RIGHT! I'M EXTREME! I'm like a freaken superhuman.
So that's epic scrawny b*****d to you.
You told me before that "that fight" was the only one you ever got in, you liar.
And if that's the truth, Miranda has been in more fights than you and she actually won. Not to mention, she wasn't fighting fat albert. XD
Oh and you beating someone up in your dreams is not impressive, just so you know. : P
Huh? Oh, it was the only fight I've ever been in. The other fights were just play fights, but we punched for real. I spent most of my time running around the cafeteria. ...funny, both of my "sparring partners" were fat too. I think somethings wrong here.

America's got an obesity problem indeed.

I know it's not impressive, but all my dreams before that day were of me doing no damage. This was a threshold moment. Enlightenment. Breaking the chain. A rebirth.

All the other times I've ever felt rage, even "that fight", I felt like killing someone but had no drive to do it. Now I have the drive and the know how to do it.

In other words, before the dream I was all talk, now, I have only action. Point out the target and I'm on 'em like flies on s**t. Just a flurry of punches and kicks.
Except of course that this has never been put to the test, since you haven't gotten in a real fight since fat albert sat on you. : P
PostPosted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 8:51 am


I didn't realize Steven Seagal was a part of this guild when I joined. You might have told me that earlier, Ducks... stare

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PostPosted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 2:37 pm


Officer Hot-Pants
DysFUNKtional Duck
Officer Hot-Pants
Sullen leaf wolf
Officer Hot-Pants
Sorry, what? I wasn't paying atten- *accumulated pain hits at once* confused ... ... ... *thud* Ow.

Hunh; We meet again, floor. Or should I say... el Floor-o!? DUN DUN DUN! *jumps up during the dramatic chord and kicks Sully square in the a***

11 hours of REPEATEDLY punch him in the face.
I *crack* warn you *p-kow* sir, my *whamo* head isn't *ker-punching-sound* one of my major *punch-buggy* weak-points.

*Kicks sullen in the shins*
He's a Scorpio. Go for the groin. It's their weakness. XD
... You're enjoying this a little too much... <.< *kick*

You do NOT want to get me mad. Trust me, it's good for your health.
PostPosted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 2:40 pm


Whoa... think I just had a flash-back... confused

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Rylyn the Cat
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PostPosted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 2:46 pm


I think I just died and went to Hell.
PostPosted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 2:51 pm


Did I have a night or WHAT?!?

Freightyard Wizard


2_wht_and_nrdy

PostPosted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 8:08 am


Taigamma
2_wht_and_nrdy
Taigamma
2_wht_and_nrdy
DysFUNKtional Duck
Taigamma
She seems that way now, but what if I go to sleep thinking life is good and wake up strapped in chains on a plastic sheet about to have my organs ripped out or my brain screwed with because she wants us to be "friends forever". What if she uses her "harmlessness" to draw victims in before she cuts em up and sells their organs to the black market and eats the rest.

I'M NOT TAKING THOSE CHANCES! scream
Yeah, I could actually see that happening, honestly. : P
Not the black market thing. But the "friends forever" part.... Yeah, that's pretty Miranda. xd
Holy shiz, you talkin' bout me? O_O I am not a weirdo for one >.< and ....i actually worry about Dale :/....he's scared of someone who's scared of knitting... o_o demon big needly things........but apparently ...i'm going to rip him apart? o_o...and.....I would love to be friends forever : D you'll warm up to me Dale, I know ya will....but...
o.O....-shivers- sorry, i read this and it freaked me out a little >.<
Oh OH! last thing....this is gonna sound so stupid probaby >////< but Duckems...what does busty mean?
So you say. So you saaay...

And "busty" means that you're "well endowed" or "quite blessed in the chest region" in you know what I mean.

In other words, you're "big breasted". But this term has been used for a large range of sizes but mostly it goes from the average C cup to the both godawful and god blessed KKK size cup.

>.>
okay then o.o that fits c: ...... and are you really a bit worried that i'll harm you in any way? o.o ....if i hug too much, I'm sorry? o.O
I fear that you would kill me not hug me too roughly. >.>
what reason do i have to kill you? :/
PostPosted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 8:20 am


DysFUNKtional Duck
Taigamma
DysFUNKtional Duck
Taigamma
DysFUNKtional Duck
Your choice of wording made me chuckle.
Dale, if you wrestled Nerdcakes, she'd crush you. : ) You poor scrawny b*****d. ^_^
I wanted to use the best and cleanest word for the meaning I was pursuing at the time. Wrestling was one of the words I remember someone using so I chose it.

I seriously doubt that. I'm scrawny but I'm resistant. I have fallen off things, slammed into stuff, and rammed into people during full contact football and have yet to do more than skin my elbows. I believe it was my milk consumption during my middle school years when I believed I could harden my bones enough to allow me to punch through a brick wall with little to no pain. During this time, the knowledge of nerves was limited so I thought I was like a piece of putty. That and I had an addiction to chocolate milk for a while...bad stuff. I never got over it.

Long story short, I never could punch hard enough to even move a rock and ended up hurting myself multiple times, but at least my calcium levels were good, right?

Then when I started high school, I started going back to praticing martial arts determined to never allow "that fight" to happen again due to the pure stupidity I felt and the cowardice that b*****d showed. It increased my anger and became like a steroid. I constantly practiced but never felt right. Even in my dreams, I would fight people but my punches never hurt. I felt like a weak nerd but with actual style.

I kept trying and trying until one day I flipped and had the best dream (not actually, the best dreams are the "other" kind wink ). Point is, my punches actual felt real and hurt the b*****d. Now I do physical activities to strength my current body's endurance since I can't dodge worth hell. That and always fighting with some of my friends has made me like effen Bruce Lee. I've been quoted to be "stronger than I look".

Point of all this random crap is this: If we were "wrestling" I would crush her, not vice versa. I'm an iron rod now, not a wooden stick like the other scrawnies.

THAT'S RIGHT! I'M EXTREME! I'm like a freaken superhuman.
So that's epic scrawny b*****d to you.
You told me before that "that fight" was the only one you ever got in, you liar.
And if that's the truth, Miranda has been in more fights than you and she actually won. Not to mention, she wasn't fighting fat albert. XD
Oh and you beating someone up in your dreams is not impressive, just so you know. : P
Huh? Oh, it was the only fight I've ever been in. The other fights were just play fights, but we punched for real. I spent most of my time running around the cafeteria. ...funny, both of my "sparring partners" were fat too. I think somethings wrong here.

America's got an obesity problem indeed.

I know it's not impressive, but all my dreams before that day were of me doing no damage. This was a threshold moment. Enlightenment. Breaking the chain. A rebirth.

All the other times I've ever felt rage, even "that fight", I felt like killing someone but had no drive to do it. Now I have the drive and the know how to do it.

In other words, before the dream I was all talk, now, I have only action. Point out the target and I'm on 'em like flies on s**t. Just a flurry of punches and kicks.
Except of course that this has never been put to the test, since you haven't gotten in a real fight since fat albert sat on you. : P
1 he said long story short but.... it wasn't.
2 i'm confused on why i'd fight him three
3 if i had a reason to, I'd win
4 i haven't fought anyone other than my sister in a while...only punched her and the punching bag we got :3 ..so we might we on the same level but i could still take him razz ..too bad i'm usually against violence. I think dale should make me mad before we fight, if we ever do. ^^
and i'd not want to crush him >.< remember my whole goal of being friends Duckems?

2_wht_and_nrdy


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Crew

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PostPosted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 10:34 am


And yet another thread gets completely off topic.
PostPosted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 5:02 pm


wondering why the hell are you in my bed? P.S i hate people sooooooooooooo how did you get in here past my guard dog?

DrksStoryteller9000


Rylyn the Cat
Crew

Fashionable Capitalist

PostPosted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 5:11 pm


I'm a dragon, not a person razz
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