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 Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2005 5:03 pm
Hello!! I feel like starting a thread, so here we are! In this thread you can share/quote whatever you want as long as it isn't sexual or something nasty like that.
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2005 5:04 pm
My gold number is 6666...
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2005 5:05 pm
Random sharing-ness. you are not meant to understand.
Samurai Sam looked regal in his battle armor. His kabuto was scarred from previous battles, and a gold crescent moon adorned the front of it, below the sun-shaped emblem of Audio's army.
His armor was silver and red, with wooden shoulderpads and polished black boots. His sleeves were white, and his pants were held up by a fine leather belt. There was a flowing red scarf around his neck, wrapped around his high collar.
In one hand was a long axe, in the other a three-pronged spear not unlike a trident. Majestically, he stood on some anonymous rock somewhere and let the wind blow through his spiky blonde hair, then he attempted to step off heroically and tripped over a smaller, even more anonymous rock.
His one eye was green, his other eye, the right eye, had been lost in the revolution, and two scars, one long and the other short, covered it.
He got up, his aura of collected calmness ruined, and he walked into the king's quarters, where Samurai Dirt was, sleeping in a chair.
Samurai Dirt was different. His armor was black and white. His hair was limp and black, cut evenly instead of haphazardly, and he used a long sword instead of a spear and an axe.
His scarf also appeared to be choking him, which was understandable because he had starched it too much, to the point where it would hurt people when he turned his head on the bus and clipped them in the eyeball.
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2005 5:56 pm
''Oh, c'mon, Renny, you know you'll only be a minor D-class bad guy, a stepping stone that Sam and Dirt will use to get closer to my futuristic bag guy hangout.''
''I'm just a butler.''
''Oh yeah? Didn't you used to work for some other guy, up in Transylvania? That nosferatu jerk in the mountains that didn't like garlic?''
''Sure, he was pretty cool, other than the fact he never paid me, but I just vanished off the face of the planet halfway through the book, even though I should have had one damn important role.''
''Hmph.''
''Indeed.''
''Rennfield, I had a brilliant idea, take this down.''
''Yes?'' Rennfield said, encouraging her to continue after pulling out a notepad, ''Let's have it.''
''Well, you ever seen that Skittles commercial, where that kid is controlling those fish and having them fly through the air by moving around some Skittles?''
''...Yes, Miss Natalie, even though I don't really eat candy anymore---''
''Well, Renny, that seems like innocent fun and all, but then, you've got that commercial where this kid MOVES THE SUN AROUND THE SKY with one SKittle!''
''Yes, I saw that one too.''
''It's a scary thought, isn't it, Renny? I mean, this kid can control night and day with a small fruit-flavored candy! Imagine what he could do with a Twizzler or a Lifesaver, or, my GOD, a MINT?!''
''I think you are overreacting, it was only a commercial---''
''Nonsense, Renny, what kind of crackpot would think something like that would convince me to get candy? COmmercials like that don't even really have to do with how good it tastes or anything.''
''Advertising has become rather odd lately, Miss--''
''You're damn right, but it makes me so uneasy, Renny. And here is where my brilliant idea comes to light. Maybe I can use these Skittles to control the elements!''
''...''
''And then, it hits me that Skittles fall from the sky like crazy anytime they are used. Those people are all so happy. Dancing, laughing. Well, a Skittle falling from that high would be like a bullet. They'd rip through cars.''
''...Miss Natalie...''
''Don't interrupt, Renny, it's impolite. Well, they are viable tools of destruction, Skittles. Remember what happened in Writing a year ago?''
''No.''
''That hero, the dumb one, what's his name, uh, Waki-something. Not important. The one Peli's always going on about. Well, didn't he attack a guy for owning Skittles?''
''I think that was out of...incompetance.''
''No, no, Skittles are very dangerous. Why, in today's hectic, crazy world, anything can be a weapon. Just dump two pounds of Skittles in a sock or something, and then go 'TASTE THE RAINBOW, SUCKER' and beat them with it.''
''...I will take my leave now, Miss Natalie,'' from behind his back he took out a small basket of linens and dropped them at Natalie's feet. ''Here is your laundry, that Peligroso forgot to do, that I DID.''
''Oh, alright, Rennfield, you'll get that raise..''
Rennfield sighed, and continued to stand rigid for a while, then he wrapped his cloak around her, and walked into the darkness, vanishing from sight.
Natalie waited awhile, and then stood up suddenly, running after Rennfield.
''Rennfield,'' she shouted, ''Did you freakin' put in the whites with my red pants!? Rennfield!!''
yaaaaaayy!
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 8:39 am
Ahhh, you gotta love multimedia.
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 12:52 pm
...........................BURP
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 6:18 pm
Please stop doing that Pyros. It's spam.
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 6:46 pm
Also Pyros, it's not worth posting if you ahave nothing to contribute to the conversation, or if you can't in some way link the topic to a funny joke (a funny joke).
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 7:15 pm
Hm....
Post whatever? Cool!
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2005 10:55 am
Yes. as long it is something. Not a nothing.
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2005 1:50 pm
MY gold count is 10896 3nodding blaugh
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2005 5:40 pm
Oh yeah?? well mine is 7500 even!! Wait... that's stilll less...
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2005 7:26 pm
I hate you all. My gold count, at the moment, is about 3200g. And I am still getting things.
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2005 8:36 am
Sucka. I don't know what to buy.
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2005 11:06 am
You just are like that because Seitou donated all his gold and you are on the Literate Spam guild. They haven't even responded to me. I'm so annoyed evil .
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