There was an audible thump at the door of the auditorium as visiblehowl once again tried to push it open. The kids in the auditorium had been giggling for 10 minutes as the poor kid tried to get in; nobody wanted to help him because they were laughing too hard. Fortunately for visiblehowl, another kid wanted to get in and pulled the door open. A smile on his face, visiblehowl darted through before the door could close again. He immediately went up to the sleeping chaperone and shoved his consent form in her face. She didn't respond, so he began blowing on her hair until she woke up. "Oh, um, thanks visiblehowl, are you...are you sure you'll be able to participate properly in this activity?" The boy nodded vigorously and exclaimed "A!". "Um...right, okay, why don't you have a seat over there." "A!" visiblehowl responded, and took a seat next to Plutonium. He glanced side to side, then leaned over conspiratorially and whispered softly into Plutonium's ear, "Aaaaaay."
That's what you get for letting him in. As you didn't have the chance to observe, the class had a great time observing the "Midvale School of the Gifted" moment created by VH.
That's what you get for letting him in. As you didn't have the chance to observe, the class had a great time observing the "Midvale School of the Gifted" moment created by VH.
I demand to know who let him in the classroom! That was our only line of defense against his kind.
man if I had known about this I wouldn't have joined the newbie Phalla, I would much rather play this is seems like
You aren't limited as to how many phallas you can be in. (Unless you don't think you'll have the time to track each one you're in, in which case, it may be a good idea to not sign up for every phalla ever.)
"Please let our dearest Buzz Buzz participate in this activity. And, if at all possible, we'd appreciate it if you could seat him close to the front, and if there are any opportunities for him to participate to a greater extent, we hope you'll allow him to do so." So reads the note young Buzz hands in, along with the 20 dollar bill his parents stapled to the form. Buzz grumbles something about how he wishes he could make his parents see stArs and wanders off to find a seat in the back.
Frosteey's consent roused itself from a long slumber. How many days had it been? How many souls had come and gone whilst it slept away peacefully, forgotten by the ignorant masses? Four and twenty-seven, respectively.
These numbers hold no significance, nor does this story. But significance is not a purpose. Significance is not a reason. There is no reason. There is only...
A
A single glowing beacon beckoning a single solitary man, lost in thoughts which are not his own.
The consent trembled, and rustled in the wind.
The trip was a short one.
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Toxic ToysAre you really taking my advice?Really?Registered Userregular
edited January 2008
Toxic Toy runs to the auditorium with his consent form in hand, with theB circled many times over.
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3DS code: 2938-6074-2306, Nintendo Network ID: ToxicToys, PSN: zutto
Egos's parents open the main entrance doors and shove Egos inside; shutting the doors behind him. He carries only a signed consent form with him and noticeably has the letter B written on his forehead with a permanent marker.
Please allow Zerinan, (Sorry about his name by the way. We were really drunk at the time...) to join in whatever this form is for, even though he is not the least bit creative and thus has to copy other students signatures for the thing he is going to participate in. What a sad child, can't even do something the least bit original. And he is repetitive. Very repetitive. Zerinan tries to draw a stick figure, but fails miserably and ends up with a very deformed A.
(That sounds kinda down, but whatever, at least I'm signed up now.)
Play as many as you want. They're easy to keep track of if you use the "User Panel" link up top.
Meh, I've never done two Phallas at once and I'm a bit wary of doing so. Especially considering the fact that my mom has been cutting down on the amount of time I'm allowed to use the laptop. Woo being at my mom's house during college break blows hard.
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edited January 2008
"Mom, did you sign my consent form?"
"Where did you put it, Quoth?"
"On the table! It was totally due today!"
"The dining room table or the kitchen table?"
"The dining room! Hurry up, mom, I'm going to be late!"
"Which of these letters and I supposed to circle?"
"I already told you, A for stars!"
"Don't take that tone with me, young lady, or you won't be getting any consent form."
Hey so, I have humbly decided to join (I'm supposed to talk fancy, right?) my participation shall surely go noticed by aliens, for I chose A, the stars.
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I once saw a girl who I was so insanely attracted to that I wanted to get the opposite of a restraining order on her.- Stephen Wright
Hey so, I have humbly decided to join (I'm supposed to talk fancy, right?) my participation shall surely go noticed by aliens, for I chose A, the stars.
Hey so, I have humbly decided to join (I'm supposed to talk fancy, right?) my participation shall surely go noticed by aliens, for I chose A, the stars.
Your post, failing to stand out, floats away aimlessly and will be lost in the seas of time.
Oh and yes fuckers I'm going to be aggressive again.
The reason U. Stew had to forge a signature was because his father was currently angry at him. Angry; that might not be the right term. Looking to punish would work better, for you see, U. Stew recently made of with some of his father's tranquilizers.
"Relax, fellow students, for Satan will soon be asleep!"
Oh and yes fuckers I'm going to be aggressive again.
The reason U. Stew had to forge a signature was because his father was currently angry at him. Angry; that might not be the right term. Looking to punish would work better, for you see, U. Stew recently made of with some of his father's tranquilizers.
"Relax, fellow students, for Satan will soon be asleep!"
If I die on day one without a bandwagon, everyone knows what to do. Not sure what I did to tick you off (were you even in the last phalla here?) but hey, let's do this!
Your post, failing to stand out, floats away aimlessly and will be lost in the seas of time.
So I added that, yet I still feel as if something is wrong...
It doesn't look like every other signup post? You can't follow simple directions? You're being a smartass with single-digit posts, pretty much ensuring a day one bandwagon?
The thrice-damned witch that spawned Shamus from her unholy loins gives her consent, as it seems you need two more. Shamus in his ever twisting perception of space and time, history and unhistory, sees only the ever shifting sands of B.
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Oh god, I'm playing with the Retarded Fonz
I demand to know who let him in the classroom! That was our only line of defense against his kind.
You aren't limited as to how many phallas you can be in. (Unless you don't think you'll have the time to track each one you're in, in which case, it may be a good idea to not sign up for every phalla ever.)
These numbers hold no significance, nor does this story. But significance is not a purpose. Significance is not a reason. There is no reason. There is only...
A
A single glowing beacon beckoning a single solitary man, lost in thoughts which are not his own.
The consent trembled, and rustled in the wind.
The trip was a short one.
(That sounds kinda down, but whatever, at least I'm signed up now.)
Re Edit: When is this starting? I must know!
Meh, I've never done two Phallas at once and I'm a bit wary of doing so. Especially considering the fact that my mom has been cutting down on the amount of time I'm allowed to use the laptop. Woo being at my mom's house during college break blows hard.
"Where did you put it, Quoth?"
"On the table! It was totally due today!"
"The dining room table or the kitchen table?"
"The dining room! Hurry up, mom, I'm going to be late!"
"Which of these letters and I supposed to circle?"
"I already told you, A for stars!"
"Don't take that tone with me, young lady, or you won't be getting any consent form."
"..."
"Dear, we told gave you the consent to put it in your bookbag. It's not our fault you forgot." said his mother.
"But I remembered before we left!!"
"I know, did you mark you're choice?"
"Yes mom, I thought about all night and picked C 'cause I like the sea!!!
Six decades from now, give or take a millennium.
You need bold and color, hombre.
Your post, failing to stand out, floats away aimlessly and will be lost in the seas of time.
B! I choose B.
I thought you were all limp about this phalla.
The reason U. Stew had to forge a signature was because his father was currently angry at him. Angry; that might not be the right term. Looking to punish would work better, for you see, U. Stew recently made of with some of his father's tranquilizers.
"Relax, fellow students, for Satan will soon be asleep!"
If I die on day one without a bandwagon, everyone knows what to do. Not sure what I did to tick you off (were you even in the last phalla here?) but hey, let's do this!
Everyone ready their !votes...
What time zone are we running on? Just so I know how late I need to stay up to be a part of this.
Yes, and when will the deadlines for voting be?
Well, hopefully nothing interesting will happen in the last three hours of the day (or i'll be up 'till 2am).
Famous last phallic words.