Full Version: The Everything Thread
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KOBBY!
Liz!
What am I, chopped liver?
QUOTE(King Of Beasts @ Aug 11 2015, 06:38 PM) 
Liz!
@Callidus
Edit:
Night y'all
QUOTE(Callidus Thorn @ Aug 12 2015, 07:03 AM)
*Laughs maniacally*
Hello madness, my old friend
I've come to sit with you again,
Because that free and reckless feeling,
Spun my brain and left it reeling,
And the spirit that was planted in my mind,
Left behind,
It grows again to madness.
*Shakes head, laughs derisively*
Uleni... I thought you better than this.
Chaos? No child of madness this, no kin to mischief. What is Chaos, if not that subtle cloak, cast about that beauteous harmony that lies hidden, so deep beneath the surface of madness, so rarely glimpsed? What is Mischief, if not the invitation to another, to join hands and stroll beside them through the outskirts of madness, and so tempt them into its depths? And what is Madness, if not the freedom to cast aside the paths that others stumble down, to forge your own way anew, down avenues that so many fear to tread?
---
Then I am validated by my secret suspicions, for you speak of these three blessings as one who would use them for one's own selfish gain. You think you have the invitation, the key to their true meanings, and from the delightfully mad tirade you just made maybe you do, but while you have the invitation it is clear you have not the address.
Your rant stink of darkness and shadows and poisons in the moonlight, Callidus. Your rant stink of Treachery and Schemes. Your rant stink of Mephala and Tzeentch.
Madness, Mischief and Chaos, dear friend, is not the poison that one uses to promote oneself or demote one's enemies. It is not a cloak. It is not the corruption of others.
Madness, Mischief, and Chaos, dear friend, is not poison. It is fire. Fire that will burn everything, simply because it can. It is passion of the highest degree, until it berefts you of life and identity.
It is a flame that We Madmen burn ourselves with simply because it is hotter than the Sun. It is a dagger we repeatedly fall upon simply because of its delightful edge.
In part only, I agree with your view that it breaks all chains and opens a path only you could follow. Therein lies the greatest blessing and the most horrid curse. Through walking down this path, we exchange our mortal manacles for an Aetherial crown with a leash. We destroy all walkways for one, unending path, one lonely path of sanity-killing profligacy. Beyond gods, beyond demons, beyond light, beyond shadows.
You cannot control these Three.
These Three shall control You. And laugh.
Shutup Uleni
NO, U
QUOTE(Uleni Athram @ Aug 11 2015, 09:20 PM)
NO, U
Damnit, I can't respond to that, you got me!
KWEFEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE
I R 'AVIN A GIGGLE AT IT, MOIT
I R 'AVIN A GIGGLE AT IT, MOIT
QUOTE(Uleni Athram @ Aug 11 2015, 11:27 PM)
KWEFEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE
I R 'AVIN A GIGGLE AT IT, MOIT
QUOTE(Destri Melarg @ Aug 11 2015, 08:52 PM)
More beans, Mr. Taggart?
*Giggles surreally*
Then I am validated by my secret suspicions, for you speak of these three blessings as one who would use them for one's own selfish gain. You think you have the invitation, the key to their true meanings, and from the delightfully mad tirade you just made maybe you do, but while you have the invitation it is clear you have not the address.
Your rant stink of darkness and shadows and poisons in the moonlight, Callidus. Your rant stink of Treachery and Schemes. Your rant stink of Mephala and Tzeentch.
Madness, Mischief and Chaos, dear friend, is not the poison that one uses to promote oneself or demote one's enemies. It is not a cloak. It is not the corruption of others.
Madness, Mischief, and Chaos, dear friend, is not poison. It is fire. Fire that will burn everything, simply because it can. It is passion of the highest degree, until it berefts you of life and identity.
It is a flame that We Madmen burn ourselves with simply because it is hotter than the Sun. It is a dagger we repeatedly fall upon simply because of its delightful edge.
In part only, I agree with your view that it breaks all chains and opens a path only you could follow. Therein lies the greatest blessing and the most horrid curse. Through walking down this path, we exchange our mortal manacles for an Aetherial crown with a leash. We destroy all walkways for one, unending path, one lonely path of sanity-killing profligacy. Beyond gods, beyond demons, beyond light, beyond shadows.
You cannot control these Three.
These Three shall control You. And laugh.
Uleni, Uleni, Uleni-eni-eni...
Heehee.
You betray your youth, Uleni. I was forging a path through Madness before I took my first breath, when you were not yet even a twinkle in your father's eye, perhaps not even then a thought. I was steeped in Madness long before you first drew breath.
A tool can be put to many uses Uleni, regardless of the intent behind that use. Do not think you discern my intent from my words when I speak of chaos and deceit. They are as sand in your grasp Uleni, and the tighter you think to grasp my meaning the more it eludes you, without effort. All that I have said is as readily applicable to one who spreads madness for the simple pleasure of spreading it as to one who uses it for their own purposes.
And you betray yourself still more Uleni, with your accusations. Darkness and shadows and poisons in the moonlight? Do subtlety, harmony, and temptation seem so dark to you Uleni, that you must cling to such bluntness?
You betray yourself yet further, when you liken Madness, Mischief, and Chaos to fire. Fire is mindless, devoid of subtlety and delicacy, and consumes without will or purpose of its own. Do you not comprehend the intricacies of that which we speak of?
You cling to these sole aspects so tightly that it warps your sight Uleni. Do not so limit yourself, and put mastery of them beyond your grasp, for this will I tell you in all truth: Either Madness is a tool in your hand, or you are a tool in its. To seek to control them is indeed folly, but to direct them? To apply them where they will have the greatest purpose, the most exquisite effect? To channel them where you will, and in so doing come to greater understanding of them? These my friend, are the subtleties that you must come to understand before you think to vie with me.
Shutup Uleni
Heeheehee. If you wish the players to hear you Lizzie, then you must first join the game!
QUOTE(Uleni Athram @ Aug 12 2015, 02:32 AM)
Then I am validated by my secret suspicions, for you speak of these three blessings as one who would use them for one's own selfish gain. You think you have the invitation, the key to their true meanings, and from the delightfully mad tirade you just made maybe you do, but while you have the invitation it is clear you have not the address.
Your rant stink of darkness and shadows and poisons in the moonlight, Callidus. Your rant stink of Treachery and Schemes. Your rant stink of Mephala and Tzeentch.
Madness, Mischief and Chaos, dear friend, is not the poison that one uses to promote oneself or demote one's enemies. It is not a cloak. It is not the corruption of others.
Madness, Mischief, and Chaos, dear friend, is not poison. It is fire. Fire that will burn everything, simply because it can. It is passion of the highest degree, until it berefts you of life and identity.
It is a flame that We Madmen burn ourselves with simply because it is hotter than the Sun. It is a dagger we repeatedly fall upon simply because of its delightful edge.
In part only, I agree with your view that it breaks all chains and opens a path only you could follow. Therein lies the greatest blessing and the most horrid curse. Through walking down this path, we exchange our mortal manacles for an Aetherial crown with a leash. We destroy all walkways for one, unending path, one lonely path of sanity-killing profligacy. Beyond gods, beyond demons, beyond light, beyond shadows.
You cannot control these Three.
These Three shall control You. And laugh.
Uleni, Uleni, Uleni-eni-eni...
Heehee.
You betray your youth, Uleni. I was forging a path through Madness before I took my first breath, when you were not yet even a twinkle in your father's eye, perhaps not even then a thought. I was steeped in Madness long before you first drew breath.
A tool can be put to many uses Uleni, regardless of the intent behind that use. Do not think you discern my intent from my words when I speak of chaos and deceit. They are as sand in your grasp Uleni, and the tighter you think to grasp my meaning the more it eludes you, without effort. All that I have said is as readily applicable to one who spreads madness for the simple pleasure of spreading it as to one who uses it for their own purposes.
And you betray yourself still more Uleni, with your accusations. Darkness and shadows and poisons in the moonlight? Do subtlety, harmony, and temptation seem so dark to you Uleni, that you must cling to such bluntness?
You betray yourself yet further, when you liken Madness, Mischief, and Chaos to fire. Fire is mindless, devoid of subtlety and delicacy, and consumes without will or purpose of its own. Do you not comprehend the intricacies of that which we speak of?
You cling to these sole aspects so tightly that it warps your sight Uleni. Do not so limit yourself, and put mastery of them beyond your grasp, for this will I tell you in all truth: Either Madness is a tool in your hand, or you are a tool in its. To seek to control them is indeed folly, but to direct them? To apply them where they will have the greatest purpose, the most exquisite effect? To channel them where you will, and in so doing come to greater understanding of them? These my friend, are the subtleties that you must come to understand before you think to vie with me.
QUOTE(Elisabeth Hollow @ Aug 12 2015, 03:03 AM)
Shutup Uleni
Heeheehee. If you wish the players to hear you Lizzie, then you must first join the game!
*not bothering to read two pages to catch up; wondering what has happened* 
QUOTE(Callidus Thorn @ Aug 12 2015, 08:20 AM)
QUOTE(Elisabeth Hollow @ Aug 12 2015, 03:03 AM)
Shutup Uleni
Heeheehee. If you wish the players to hear you Lizzie, then you must first join the game!
Oh honey, I play an entirely different game than y'all. One you're not even aware I'm in :]
QUOTE(Elisabeth Hollow @ Aug 12 2015, 05:23 PM)
QUOTE(Callidus Thorn @ Aug 12 2015, 08:20 AM)
QUOTE(Elisabeth Hollow @ Aug 12 2015, 03:03 AM)
Shutup Uleni
Heeheehee. If you wish the players to hear you Lizzie, then you must first join the game!
Oh honey, I play an entirely different game than y'all. One you're not even aware I'm in :]
Even when you've just told us that you are, in fact, in it?
QUOTE(Uleni Athram @ Aug 11 2015, 10:20 PM)
NO, U
Top notch response there friend
QUOTE(Callidus Thorn @ Aug 12 2015, 01:24 PM)
Even when you've just told us that you are, in fact, in it?
A game that I didn't name, allude to until now, and have not described.
Could be pranks, could be espionage, could be trolling, could be NO GAME AT ALL
WUT
QUOTE(Elisabeth Hollow @ Aug 12 2015, 08:08 PM)
QUOTE(Callidus Thorn @ Aug 12 2015, 01:24 PM)
Even when you've just told us that you are, in fact, in it?
A game that I didn't name, allude to until now, and have not described.
Could be pranks, could be espionage, could be trolling, could be NO GAME AT ALL
WUT
Well, whatever this game is, clearly subtlety is not a part of it
On another note, went for a walk this evening, rather amusing. Walked past a couple of young women in the park, one of whom was paying attention. I waited the obligatory three steps before looking back to check her out, and caught both of them pulling the same move.
The one who'd been looking at me apparently completely lost it when I saw her looking.
@CCLemon#1:
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Subtleties. Intricacies. Delicacy. Harmony and temptation. Channeling and application and guidance. Deceit.
These are the words of a poisoner. These are the words of a high-functioning sociopath. One who would spin the fabric of whatever he aims for to his and his purpose's own benefit. The intricacies that you speak of can not be applied to the children of Madness, unless those children are willing to cross over to the realm of Lies and be forever more branded as outcasts from His Sight.
Madness needs not the guiding hand of a corrupter to corrupt, it needs not subtle applications to get what it wants, and it certainly needs not channeling for one to gain a greater understanding of it. You ascribe purpose of usage to it when it needs none. You would use it, as you say, 'as a tool in your hand.'
What you are proposing is not so dissimilar on sticking a nanochip on a hurricane's cloud and controlling the hurricane from afar via a remote-control device. Yes, the damage such a thing would cause would be catastrophic beyond measure. It would be apocalyptic.
But in doing so, you would mar and pervert its true nature.
To channel, guide and apply Madness would be the same as controlling it. Let the Golden Path fester on its own time, I say to you. Let those who would walk upon it do so themselves, without the silky whispers of a snake to push them towards it. It is not a tool to make use of, but an offer that is made. An offer that would make the offered an offering.
And now you say that I betray myself. If I betray myself then you blind yourself. You blind yourself by thinking I am narrow in my sight, that I willfully shut myself from your so-called 'intricacies that I must first understand.' These 'intricacies', as I have said, does not have a place within a Madman. He has no use for these intricacies because he knows one truth.
Madness, Mischief and Chaos begins in oneself; to make a man Mad, show him the Golden Path and he'll do the rest.
I represent the yawning dance under singing stars and negative Suns, where heretically mellifluous flutes play endlessly in that dreaming abyss. I represent the mystic's fire that should not be, burning on ground sanctified by the rejected mysteries of Creation.
See now? I cannot vie with you, for what you represent is beyond mine. Just as you cannot contend with me, for what I represent is beyond yours.
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Subtleties. Intricacies. Delicacy. Harmony and temptation. Channeling and application and guidance. Deceit.
These are the words of a poisoner. These are the words of a high-functioning sociopath. One who would spin the fabric of whatever he aims for to his and his purpose's own benefit. The intricacies that you speak of can not be applied to the children of Madness, unless those children are willing to cross over to the realm of Lies and be forever more branded as outcasts from His Sight.
Madness needs not the guiding hand of a corrupter to corrupt, it needs not subtle applications to get what it wants, and it certainly needs not channeling for one to gain a greater understanding of it. You ascribe purpose of usage to it when it needs none. You would use it, as you say, 'as a tool in your hand.'
What you are proposing is not so dissimilar on sticking a nanochip on a hurricane's cloud and controlling the hurricane from afar via a remote-control device. Yes, the damage such a thing would cause would be catastrophic beyond measure. It would be apocalyptic.
But in doing so, you would mar and pervert its true nature.
To channel, guide and apply Madness would be the same as controlling it. Let the Golden Path fester on its own time, I say to you. Let those who would walk upon it do so themselves, without the silky whispers of a snake to push them towards it. It is not a tool to make use of, but an offer that is made. An offer that would make the offered an offering.
And now you say that I betray myself. If I betray myself then you blind yourself. You blind yourself by thinking I am narrow in my sight, that I willfully shut myself from your so-called 'intricacies that I must first understand.' These 'intricacies', as I have said, does not have a place within a Madman. He has no use for these intricacies because he knows one truth.
Madness, Mischief and Chaos begins in oneself; to make a man Mad, show him the Golden Path and he'll do the rest.
I represent the yawning dance under singing stars and negative Suns, where heretically mellifluous flutes play endlessly in that dreaming abyss. I represent the mystic's fire that should not be, burning on ground sanctified by the rejected mysteries of Creation.
See now? I cannot vie with you, for what you represent is beyond mine. Just as you cannot contend with me, for what I represent is beyond yours.
The winner takes it all
The loserīs standing small
The loserīs standing small
Vanessa Hudgens is HEARTHEARTHEARTHEARTHEART
And I'm not saying that just because she's half-Filipina. I'm saying that because she's HEARTHEARTHEARTHEARTHEARTHEARTHEART!
And I'm not saying that just because she's half-Filipina. I'm saying that because she's HEARTHEARTHEARTHEARTHEARTHEARTHEART!
Awwwww, our little Mad Hatter has got a crush
Bronze skin, golden when in light...
Svelte black hair, as dark as the night sky in Christmas Eve and as long as a whispered promise in the winds...
Eyes that steal starlight and melt them brown..
Gods have mercy, what's not to love about her? *groans in pure ecstasy*
Svelte black hair, as dark as the night sky in Christmas Eve and as long as a whispered promise in the winds...
Eyes that steal starlight and melt them brown..
Gods have mercy, what's not to love about her? *groans in pure ecstasy*
So freaking bored right now. Sleep won't take me. I'm stuck ruminating upon past events. I'm playing that dreaded game of "could've, would've, should've" and I feel it destroying me. Insomnia's a blessing; when the world sleeps and I am midnight-clad, I feel My Muse's touch. But Insomnia's also a curse; when everything around you is still, it drags you to avenues in your mind that should be best left forgotten.
*Drama mode ON*
How I miss her. How I miss her so much. I never should've been impatient. I never should've been so damn impulsive! I should've bidden my time! And now look. Everything around me is wet. And there she is. Lying in a puddle of her own fluids.
GUYS.
NEVER BUY ICECREAM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT WHEN ITS RAINING.
THE CHANCE OF YOU SLIPPING AND DROPPING ICE CREAM IS HIGH.
NO MATTER HOW LUSTY YOU ARE FOR CREAM. THAT IS ICED. AND FLAVORED. CHOCO-CHIP MINT WITH NUTS, IF ANYONE'S CURIOUS.
*cries piteously as he slaps everyone in the face*
*Drama mode ON*
How I miss her. How I miss her so much. I never should've been impatient. I never should've been so damn impulsive! I should've bidden my time! And now look. Everything around me is wet. And there she is. Lying in a puddle of her own fluids.
GUYS.
NEVER BUY ICECREAM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT WHEN ITS RAINING.
THE CHANCE OF YOU SLIPPING AND DROPPING ICE CREAM IS HIGH.
NO MATTER HOW LUSTY YOU ARE FOR CREAM. THAT IS ICED. AND FLAVORED. CHOCO-CHIP MINT WITH NUTS, IF ANYONE'S CURIOUS.
*cries piteously as he slaps everyone in the face*
Mixing choc chips with nuts is a sure recipe for insanity. Everybody knows that. You may have just unconsciously saved yourself.
QUOTE(Uleni Athram @ Aug 13 2015, 03:16 AM)
@CCLemon#1:
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Subtleties. Intricacies. Delicacy. Harmony and temptation. Channeling and application and guidance. Deceit.
These are the words of a poisoner. These are the words of a high-functioning sociopath. One who would spin the fabric of whatever he aims for to his and his purpose's own benefit. The intricacies that you speak of can not be applied to the children of Madness, unless those children are willing to cross over to the realm of Lies and be forever more branded as outcasts from His Sight.
Madness needs not the guiding hand of a corrupter to corrupt, it needs not subtle applications to get what it wants, and it certainly needs not channeling for one to gain a greater understanding of it. You ascribe purpose of usage to it when it needs none. You would use it, as you say, 'as a tool in your hand.'
What you are proposing is not so dissimilar on sticking a nanochip on a hurricane's cloud and controlling the hurricane from afar via a remote-control device. Yes, the damage such a thing would cause would be catastrophic beyond measure. It would be apocalyptic.
But in doing so, you would mar and pervert its true nature.
To channel, guide and apply Madness would be the same as controlling it. Let the Golden Path fester on its own time, I say to you. Let those who would walk upon it do so themselves, without the silky whispers of a snake to push them towards it. It is not a tool to make use of, but an offer that is made. An offer that would make the offered an offering.
And now you say that I betray myself. If I betray myself then you blind yourself. You blind yourself by thinking I am narrow in my sight, that I willfully shut myself from your so-called 'intricacies that I must first understand.' These 'intricacies', as I have said, does not have a place within a Madman. He has no use for these intricacies because he knows one truth.
Madness, Mischief and Chaos begins in oneself; to make a man Mad, show him the Golden Path and he'll do the rest.
I represent the yawning dance under singing stars and negative Suns, where heretically mellifluous flutes play endlessly in that dreaming abyss. I represent the mystic's fire that should not be, burning on ground sanctified by the rejected mysteries of Creation.
See now? I cannot vie with you, for what you represent is beyond mine. Just as you cannot contend with me, for what I represent is beyond yours.
You're def channeling something here ...
Hmm, at present madness is somewhat elusive. Curious...
But doesn't that last bit pretty much end the discussion? If we are both beyond each other, and thus our perceptions are so counter to each other, then our conflict is resolved by being irresolvable?
Bronze skin, golden when in light...
Svelte black hair, as dark as the night sky in Christmas Eve and as long as a whispered promise in the winds...
Eyes that steal starlight and melt them brown..
Gods have mercy, what's not to love about her? *groans in pure ecstasy*
Eh, she's alright.
So freaking bored right now. Sleep won't take me. I'm stuck ruminating upon past events. I'm playing that dreaded game of "could've, would've, should've" and I feel it destroying me. Insomnia's a blessing; when the world sleeps and I am midnight-clad, I feel My Muse's touch. But Insomnia's also a curse; when everything around you is still, it drags you to avenues in your mind that should be best left forgotten.
*Drama mode ON*
How I miss her. How I miss her so much. I never should've been impatient. I never should've been so damn impulsive! I should've bidden my time! And now look. Everything around me is wet. And there she is. Lying in a puddle of her own fluids.
GUYS.
NEVER BUY ICECREAM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT WHEN ITS RAINING.
THE CHANCE OF YOU SLIPPING AND DROPPING ICE CREAM IS HIGH.
NO MATTER HOW LUSTY YOU ARE FOR CREAM. THAT IS ICED. AND FLAVORED. CHOCO-CHIP MINT WITH NUTS, IF ANYONE'S CURIOUS.
*cries piteously as he slaps everyone in the face*
But mint and chocolate? Urgh.
Meanwhile, on a completely unrelated note, despite my general disdain for online multiplayer games, I find myself missing playing Monster Hunter 4 Ultimate...
But doesn't that last bit pretty much end the discussion? If we are both beyond each other, and thus our perceptions are so counter to each other, then our conflict is resolved by being irresolvable?
QUOTE(Uleni Athram @ Aug 13 2015, 01:45 PM)
Bronze skin, golden when in light...
Svelte black hair, as dark as the night sky in Christmas Eve and as long as a whispered promise in the winds...
Eyes that steal starlight and melt them brown..
Gods have mercy, what's not to love about her? *groans in pure ecstasy*
Eh, she's alright.
QUOTE(Uleni Athram @ Aug 13 2015, 04:45 PM)
So freaking bored right now. Sleep won't take me. I'm stuck ruminating upon past events. I'm playing that dreaded game of "could've, would've, should've" and I feel it destroying me. Insomnia's a blessing; when the world sleeps and I am midnight-clad, I feel My Muse's touch. But Insomnia's also a curse; when everything around you is still, it drags you to avenues in your mind that should be best left forgotten.
*Drama mode ON*
How I miss her. How I miss her so much. I never should've been impatient. I never should've been so damn impulsive! I should've bidden my time! And now look. Everything around me is wet. And there she is. Lying in a puddle of her own fluids.
GUYS.
NEVER BUY ICECREAM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT WHEN ITS RAINING.
THE CHANCE OF YOU SLIPPING AND DROPPING ICE CREAM IS HIGH.
NO MATTER HOW LUSTY YOU ARE FOR CREAM. THAT IS ICED. AND FLAVORED. CHOCO-CHIP MINT WITH NUTS, IF ANYONE'S CURIOUS.
*cries piteously as he slaps everyone in the face*
But mint and chocolate? Urgh.
Meanwhile, on a completely unrelated note, despite my general disdain for online multiplayer games, I find myself missing playing Monster Hunter 4 Ultimate...
QUOTE(Callidus Thorn @ Aug 13 2015, 04:34 PM)
But mint and chocolate? Urgh.
Mint chocolate chip ice cream is a classic scrumptiously tasty treat!
https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/comm...p_ice_cream.jpg
But adding nuts to it is just a "no."
What do you people have against "Deez Nuts", anyway? I'll have you know that having "Sum Nutz" on your Mint-Cho-Chi (that's what we call it over here, freaking awesome-sounding eh?) makes it all the more taaassssteeeehhhhhh
If side effects include insanity then all the more better, I say!
If side effects include insanity then all the more better, I say!
I think it probably has to do with the taboo against cannibalism...
As most everyone in this thread is "nuts"- they cannot bring themselves to eat their own species...
Except for mALX, who is also a squirrel...
I keep threatening to call one of the indoor cats "Snickers"- because he is a nutbar.
As most everyone in this thread is "nuts"- they cannot bring themselves to eat their own species...
Except for mALX, who is also a squirrel...
I keep threatening to call one of the indoor cats "Snickers"- because he is a nutbar.
QUOTE(treydog @ Aug 15 2015, 11:32 PM)
I think it probably has to do with the taboo against cannibalism...
As most everyone in this thread is "nuts"- they cannot bring themselves to eat their own species...
Except for mALX, who is also a squirrel...
I keep threatening to call one of the indoor cats "Snickers"- because he is a nutbar.
TEEHEE
QUOTE(treydog @ Aug 15 2015, 03:32 PM)
I think it probably has to do with the taboo against cannibalism...
As most everyone in this thread is "nuts"- they cannot bring themselves to eat their own species...
Except for mALX, who is also a squirrel...
I keep threatening to call one of the indoor cats "Snickers"- because he is a nutbar.
Snickers...
S'jockey-shorts fer me matey...
...Aaaaamywho...
Who stole ma stuff?!!!...
Where's ma stuff gone?...Like, ma avatar 'nd stuff?...
....Besides...Snickers were Marathons over here until the bleedin end of the eighties or something...
Urgh!!!...
I miss the eighties...Arcades were worth having then...
Rhyl was worth having then...
Rhyl is a place in North Wales...It's like Las Vegas, but with more prostitution, drugs and murder...
Sooo.... I come here, full stomach after a plate of spaghetti, and what do my eyeballs have to read?
Nuts. Prostitution. Drugs. Murder.
Are you people trying to empty said full stomach???
Nuts. Prostitution. Drugs. Murder.
Are you people trying to empty said full stomach???
OK, we take back the nuts.
QUOTE(mirocu @ Aug 16 2015, 12:17 AM)
Sooo.... I come here, full stomach after a plate of spaghetti, and what do my eyeballs have to read?
Nuts. Prostitution. Drugs. Murder.
Are you people trying to empty said full stomach???
Explosive diarrhea. Now that's something to empty your stomach with
*DRY HEAVES*
Sorry, Uleni. Stomach remains full 
QUOTE(mirocu @ Aug 16 2015, 12:49 AM)
Sorry, Uleni. Stomach remains full
GodDAMN EET.
Ah, well. Hail to you then, Understudy of Great Odin! How fares thee in thy land of ice and aurora?
QUOTE(Uleni Athram @ Aug 15 2015, 05:54 PM)
QUOTE(mirocu @ Aug 16 2015, 12:49 AM)
Sorry, Uleni. Stomach remains full
GodDAMN EET.
Ah, well. Hail to you then, Understudy of Great Odin! How fares thee in thy land of ice and aurora?
Aye; ītis wonderful day Iīm as fine as a polished head with no hair!
Sun and some breeze and working all day in my excavator; canīt really ask for a better day
Howīs you, then? Masked Uleni, who really should switch back to his old avatar
I'm having fun trolling people over here. I just bought a jar of toy-cockroaches you see, and I'm throwing them from my window at people passing by. It's night, they can't see me, and they all think it's raining 'roaches! GAHAHA
That's borderline sadistic Uleni
Edit: Thought for the day: Imagine how different the world would be if so many people weren't invested in keeping it the way it is...
Edit: Thought for the day: Imagine how different the world would be if so many people weren't invested in keeping it the way it is...
QUOTE(treydog @ Aug 15 2015, 10:32 AM)
I think it probably has to do with the taboo against cannibalism...
As most everyone in this thread is "nuts"- they cannot bring themselves to eat their own species...
Except for mALX, who is also a squirrel...
I keep threatening to call one of the indoor cats "Snickers"- because he is a nutbar.
Wait, wouldn't that be "Payday?"
QUOTE(mirocu @ Aug 15 2015, 11:17 AM)
Sooo.... I come here, full stomach after a plate of spaghetti, and what do my eyeballs have to read?
Nuts. Prostitution. Drugs. Murder.
Are you people trying to empty said full stomach???
NEVER eat spaghetti before coming here!!!
QUOTE(mirocu @ Aug 14 2015, 04:21 AM)
OMG, URK!!!!!
QUOTE(Uleni Athram @ Aug 15 2015, 11:40 AM)
QUOTE(mirocu @ Aug 16 2015, 12:17 AM)
Sooo.... I come here, full stomach after a plate of spaghetti, and what do my eyeballs have to read?
Nuts. Prostitution. Drugs. Murder.
Are you people trying to empty said full stomach???
Explosive diarrhea. Now that's something to empty your stomach with
*DRY HEAVES*
That's what you get for putting nuts in your mint chocolate chip ice cream, lol.
QUOTE(mirocu @ Aug 15 2015, 11:58 AM)
Iīm as fine as a polished head with no hair!
URK!! What? No hair?
*mALX quickly wipes image from mind*
"No, I say!"
QUOTE(Uleni Athram @ Aug 15 2015, 12:02 PM)
I'm having fun trolling people over here. I just bought a jar of toy-cockroaches you see, and I'm throwing them from my window at people passing by. It's night, they can't see me, and they all think it's raining 'roaches! GAHAHA
I got a girl in my former office once with a fake mouse, she screamed and climbed on her chair.
Compared to Uleni, Sheogorath looks pretty normal...
Sheggy the Shaglord? Pfffffftttttttt!
Anyway, I'm at Universal Studios Japan with Da Krew! We're gonna get screwed up and before the day's over, there will be vomiting from roller coasters and other stuff! From morning till midnight! Rrrraaaaagghhhhh
Anyway, I'm at Universal Studios Japan with Da Krew! We're gonna get screwed up and before the day's over, there will be vomiting from roller coasters and other stuff! From morning till midnight! Rrrraaaaagghhhhh
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