/role play:
so, you're planning to eat fish, are you?
well, just wait and see, I'll make genetic experiment on them salmons! I'll blast them with radiation that will make them sterile and make sure that their children develop early cancer! it's ingenious! I'm the best evil mastermind the village has ever seen!
also merman, do as you please
sig made by Itachi-y2k5, thanks, dude!
Currently Watching: probably a show directed at 9 years old girls, lets be honest.
You know the important distinction between Batman and me? Batman is fictional. In real life, there isn't always an alternative.
Can I have a 3 eyed-fish please?
*Upon seeing this image, Bill silently slips out of the bar. Pinching his nose to stop the bleeding, he flips through a mental catalogue of the recently deceased. As he shuts and locks the door, he's already found a perfect candidate: a woman in her late teens with silky brown hair and perfectly matching brown eyes, she died of a freak bath accident. Her 3-sizes where 34-23-32. Satisfied that the body's in perfect condition, he rings salmonman for his freshest whole catch delivered. Only other requirement.....a 32 inch waist.*Originally Posted by Board of Command
Why not just eat your girl?
/roleplay
Last edited by Buffalobiian; Tue, 12-30-2008 at 08:23 PM.
If it's not Isuzu-chan Mii~
After seeing Bill leave the bar, I finished the drink I ordered and began to fly around town on my broom for some interesting scoop. I eavesdropped on complich8 and KitKat's conversation of "how kids are so annoying" and "kids are kids, they need their time", respectively. I felt bored, so I flew further up north until...
So I'm take it that some people are gonna narrate the village? It is indeed turning into a roleplaying thread.
I am training in the shadows.
Currently playing: All of your games, probably.
The village needs not narrating, but painting.
/role play.
The village needs more women or it wouldn't be sustainable.
If the forum lives, the village lives.
After Nado lost interest, KitKat lowered her voice and resumed their previous conversation.
"Listen, I know the software hasn't been properly tested yet, but Hak- I mean, the client needs the vector cannon by next week."
Complich8 furrowed his brow, and produced several sheets of code from a secret compartment inside his deck chair. "I don't want to risk having any errors in the program. Remember the laser scalpel incident with your last programmer?" Complich8 shook his head, recalling the terrible debacle. "Wilik was too eager to get the cash, and he didn't test it properly. I don't make those kinds of mistakes. By the way, do I smell burning?"
KitKat yelped and ran into complich8's kitchen to rescue her cookies from the oven...
If that's what you call living, then I'd hate to see you when you're bored.
“For God will not permit that we shall know what is to come... those who by some sorcery or by some dream might come to pierce the veil that lies so darkly over all that is before them may serve by just that vision to cause that God should wrench the world from its heading and set it upon another course altogether and then where stands the sorcerer? Where the dreamer and his dream?”
RyougaZell smelled the burning cookies as he walked between the tables offering his services as a guinea pig. Being hungry, he offered himself to test the cookies, knowing fully they would be great even if they had overcooked a bit. As Kitkat debated wheter or not give one to him, since RZ's intestines hadn't been the same after the last experiment and the godly cookies could be too much for it, RZ noticed the untested code and offered his work, as a test... err... guinea pig
"So bored... nothing scandelous is happening around here!" I said with a big sigh. "I'm suppose to be the best gossiper in the village, and I got nothing... maybe tonight's a bad night."
I flew back into my pumpkin house and slept for the whole night. Meanwhile... outside noises can be heard.
I am training in the shadows.
Currently playing: All of your games, probably.
Running low on ale and steak, and with his loins aching for the soft curves of a woman, Animeniax plots his latest raid against the village of gotwoot. He and his merry band of raiders knows the security and defense of the village are lax and populated with overweight, lazy half-wits who cannot be troubled to put down their beer cans and get off their Lazy-Boy couches to thwart his plans.
/roleplay
“For God will not permit that we shall know what is to come... those who by some sorcery or by some dream might come to pierce the veil that lies so darkly over all that is before them may serve by just that vision to cause that God should wrench the world from its heading and set it upon another course altogether and then where stands the sorcerer? Where the dreamer and his dream?”
Xel goes down to his basement harem, closing bank-like door behind him, and goes down to the main hall of his harem. He lets all the girls entertain him. His harem is similar to atomic shelter, so he will be safe here.
/roleplay
Number of works of fiction that made me shed at least one tear: 3Thou seeketh soul power, dost thou not?TOX: 33524385841A92B08787EEBEBA2DB51ED293C4F15A2E292F3F C92165E82388281433A77EA8FE
Having just woke up, I cleaned myself up and summoned a cat familiar. "If you see anything interesting, come back and report to me!" I said as it nodded. After one hour, the cat reported that Ani raided the village, Xan sang and got over $100,000 dollars, KitKat was handing out treats to children and RZ, and salmon was fishing... again. "Alright! This is good material! I better gossip about this at the Witch's Society!" I said as I flew off. Meanwhile...
I am training in the shadows.
Currently playing: All of your games, probably.
I packed up my fishing gear, no luck yet catching me one of them hot merwomen. "Now to find that ramen place and get a good bowl." As i walked I noticed alot of cats running around...interesting.
it's because i was doing my crazy cat lady bit and throwing cats at people as they walked past. afterwards, i went over to hang out with kitkat at her bakery. at that, for some reason, all the boys started clamouring outside the windows to peek in at us. who knew watching girls knit and bake cupcakes could be such a turn on?
Having returned from the Witch's Society, I smelled something good coming from the Elder's Home. complich8 wasn't around, so I decided to knock on the door. KitKat, saman, and RZ were enjoying cupcakes. RZ offered me one, but I declined, saying, "News are more important than snacks now, but I will take that overly sized cookie over there." KitKat gave it to me, and we said our farewells. "God, this is some good cookie," I munched. At the same time...
I am training in the shadows.
Currently playing: All of your games, probably.
My word this is one boring village. Time for a raid.
/roleplay
“For God will not permit that we shall know what is to come... those who by some sorcery or by some dream might come to pierce the veil that lies so darkly over all that is before them may serve by just that vision to cause that God should wrench the world from its heading and set it upon another course altogether and then where stands the sorcerer? Where the dreamer and his dream?”
Upon hearing rumors of a possible raid, I put my fishing rod up and pull out my "weekender's special" a katana blade with a tang and a fishing rod handle. keeps it hidden and couldn't afford a new sword. I think one more cupcake Kit while I clean this up please
/end roleplay(damn I'm rusty)
Animeniax's raiders load ammo into their assault rifles and prepare to meet the sword-wielding villagers.
/roleplay
“For God will not permit that we shall know what is to come... those who by some sorcery or by some dream might come to pierce the veil that lies so darkly over all that is before them may serve by just that vision to cause that God should wrench the world from its heading and set it upon another course altogether and then where stands the sorcerer? Where the dreamer and his dream?”
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