Bloodstalker's Tavern of Neutrality
- Bloodstalker
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Sigh....I blame Ned
If I was not still under the influence and hearing those damn bunnies laughing, I would not have screwed up the formula.
sigh.....oh well, as it must be.
Pushes button, huge boxing glove slams out of wall and impacts with CM, sending him flying into the croc pit.
looking into the pit, one can see CM with several jaws latched onto various portions of his anatomy.
I hope I shall not be forced to resort to drastic measures.
Maybe I should just give him his tea.
If I was not still under the influence and hearing those damn bunnies laughing, I would not have screwed up the formula.
sigh.....oh well, as it must be.
Pushes button, huge boxing glove slams out of wall and impacts with CM, sending him flying into the croc pit.
looking into the pit, one can see CM with several jaws latched onto various portions of his anatomy.
I hope I shall not be forced to resort to drastic measures.
Maybe I should just give him his tea.
Lord of Lurkers
Guess what? I got a fever, and the only prescription is more cowbell!
Guess what? I got a fever, and the only prescription is more cowbell!
Excellent some real action finally!
*Grabs the jaws that were about to engluf his head and sticks his hand/arm straight down the crocs throat, choking it.
With the other hand he grabs the tail of another croc and shoves it in place of his hand which is down the other crocs throat.
Then starts singing "Figaro Figaro".
With such a horrible voice the crocs give up and run in terror to protect their sensitive ears*
Climbing out of the croc pit:
Now can i have my tea or what??
*Grabs the jaws that were about to engluf his head and sticks his hand/arm straight down the crocs throat, choking it.
With the other hand he grabs the tail of another croc and shoves it in place of his hand which is down the other crocs throat.
Then starts singing "Figaro Figaro".
With such a horrible voice the crocs give up and run in terror to protect their sensitive ears*
Climbing out of the croc pit:
Now can i have my tea or what??
For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? - Khalil Gibran
"We shall fight on the beaches. We shall fight on the landing grounds. We shall fight in the fields, and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills. We shall never surrender!" - Winston Churchill
"We shall fight on the beaches. We shall fight on the landing grounds. We shall fight in the fields, and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills. We shall never surrender!" - Winston Churchill
- Sailor Saturn
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*walks in, her Silence Glaive in one hand and her Silence Swordfish in the other* Alright, who's the one being cruel to the crocs?Originally posted by CM
Excellent some real action finally!
*Grabs the jaws that were about to engluf his head and sticks his hand/arm straight down the crocs throat, choking it.
With the other hand he grabs the tail of another croc and shoves it in place of his hand which is down the other crocs throat.
Then starts singing "Figaro Figaro".
With such a horrible voice the crocs give up and run in terror to protect their sensitive ears*
Climbing out of the croc pit:
Now can i have my tea or what??
*sees everyone point at CM*
Arigato.
*puts her Silence Glaive away and begins smacking CM with the Silence Swordfish*
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
*after knocking out CM, curls him up into a ball*
*puts her Silence Swordfish away and pulls out her GolfClubFish*
*lines up her shot, swings the GCF, and hits CM*
KWACK
*CM goes flying through the air about 300 yards, then lands in a swamp full of feminist crocodiles*
*puts away her GCF* Hmm...I'd say it's time for a Romulan Ale, ne? *sits down at the bar, requesting a Romulan Ale*
Protected by Saturn, Planet of Silence... I am the soldier of death and rebirth...I am Sailor Saturn.
I would also like you to meet my alternate personality, Mistress 9.
Mistress 9: You will be spammed. Your psychotic and spamming distinctiveness will be added to the board. Resistance is futile. *evil laugh*
Ain't she wonderful? ¬_¬
I knew I had moree in common with BS than was first apparent~Yshania
[color=sky blue]The male mind is nothing but a plaything of the woman's body.~My Variation on Nietzsche's Theme[/color]
Real men love Jesus. They live bold and holy lives, they're faithful to their wives, real men love Jesus.~Real Men Love Jesus; Herbie Shreve
Volo comparare nonnulla tegumembra.
I would also like you to meet my alternate personality, Mistress 9.
Mistress 9: You will be spammed. Your psychotic and spamming distinctiveness will be added to the board. Resistance is futile. *evil laugh*
Ain't she wonderful? ¬_¬
I knew I had moree in common with BS than was first apparent~Yshania
[color=sky blue]The male mind is nothing but a plaything of the woman's body.~My Variation on Nietzsche's Theme[/color]
Real men love Jesus. They live bold and holy lives, they're faithful to their wives, real men love Jesus.~Real Men Love Jesus; Herbie Shreve
Volo comparare nonnulla tegumembra.
Well, I think it takes a certain amount of intestinal fortitude to draw a self portrait for an avatar.Originally posted by Gwalchmai
A self-portrait, with a few key elements changed.
You are OK in my book, I don't care what horrible things Weasel says about you.
Then darkness took me, and I strayed out of thought and time
This is classic You twoOriginally posted by Waverly
Well, I think it takes a certain amount of intestinal fortitude to draw a self portrait for an avatar.
You are OK in my book, I don't care what horrible things Weasel says about you.
Bloodstalker: Well, your very name implies you are neither cute nor furry, but instead come with fangs
Spreading lies again...will it ever end.
Originally posted by Waverly
Well, I think it takes a certain amount of intestinal fortitude to draw a self portrait for an avatar.
You are OK in my book, I don't care what horrible things Weasel says about you.
"Vile and evil, yes. But, That's Weasel" From BS's book, MD 20/20: Fine Wines of Rocky Flop.