BLACKIE COME BACK!!!!

Your concern for my absence makes my heart heavy; my prostate weak, my bladder full to bursting. I feel for you and your grave loss. However, it will be impossible for me to acquiesce to your request.

I implore you to reconsider!!

Hmmm. Okay!

The user you seek is known as Black Hand, may you have the endurance to weather his nonsense.

Blackie´s back?

Back again?

Blackie´s back!

Tell a friend!!

Well, I've begun my fan-fic. Divines only know how that'll go...

I should be doing homework really

This post has been edited by Vital: Mar 15 2014, 10:28 AM

What in Odin's name-?

He's back?

But isn't?

But is?

[censored]! Okay people, time to start watching the shadows again



Hopefully better than mine have

This post has been edited by Callidus Thorn: Mar 15 2014, 11:01 AM

Loki's twisted-scrotum?

Nope, I made enquiries.

Loki's got nothing to do with this

This is something else entirely...

*insert dramatic music*

If the Black Hand has truly returned, then it can only be for something dire.

I fear the thread is no longer safe...

Anyone with the name Black Hand can only be bad news...

Indeed.

Though he can often be hilarious.

Gotta take the good with the bad I guess

"I remember, a long time ago, when Kiln prophesied that I would one day come back to the forums..."

Flashback music and the scene blurs as Black Hand walks towards a full length mirror dramatically...

Kiln stands at a BBQ grill poking a wide variety of meats, his apron emblazoned with the logo: 'Cooks do it better,...outside.' He looks up from his task and stares down the forum assassin.

"Fine. Leave if you want, someday you'll come crawling back on your hands and knees begging for one of these sweet, sweet cheeseburgers..."

Flashback ends, Black Hand is sitting on the john with a Los Angeles Times newspaper opened.

He then looks to the camera. "Then, he told me of the significance."

Batman's 1960's show scene changing spinning logo spins.

Kiln chugs back a red plastic cup's contents, and then refills it with the contents of a hip flask that he keeps in his sock for some odd reason.

"There will no particular significance to the day that you do come crawling back like the dog you are, aside from your constant self-aggrandization. Have an Arrogant Bastard Ale, ya self important...."

The memory cuts out suddenly...


"...and you'll never guess what happened next!" "Huh, what's that? The gag order still hasn't expired? Maaaaaaann...when can I tell the rest of the story, Kiln? You tick off *one* Supreme Court Justice...."

Hopsin...not cool...

Well I don't appreciate that tone mister.

This post has been edited by ImperialSnob: Mar 15 2014, 01:27 PM

Smithy´s been cleaned out for now. Again

Lots o stuff thrown and the rest placed in a much better order

Hello chorrolites

Hello, fuzzball!

Greetings.