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TL DRNot at all confident in his reflexive opinions of thingsRegistered Userregular
edited July 2008
Someone suggest a new (inexpensive) hobby for me. I'm currently lacking them, and I feel limited in my areas of expertise (illicit psychopharmacology, cats, enough about computers to build one).
Someone suggest a new (inexpensive) hobby for me. I'm currently lacking them, and I feel limited in my areas of expertise (illicit psychopharmacology, cats, enough about computers to build one).
So anyway it's my birthday today and I'd like to point out that the forums forgot to send me my birthday note. They should get that feature looked at, because I really liked the birthday note last year. One of the few people who remembered me, in the end.
The huge leviathan of a oceanic vessel docked tenderly. From far above it might look almost comfortable snuggled against the wharves of Dis.
From within, its chief inhabitant stirred. Greeper was his name. Kicking ass was his game. He got out of bed, much to the murmured annoyance of his harem. "Greeper, why do you have to leave us?" One asked, the brown-haired lolita called Sanna.
"Cause," Greeper said, lighting a cigarette and taking a deep pull. "Someone's gotta kick ass in this town."
A moment later he was dressed and revving up his motorcycle, which shot out of his cabin and straight through various secret doors in his massive ship, the launching ramp deployed and he shot out onto the wharves of Dis, burning rubber as he went.
From the shadows, a dock worker whispered into his comlink: "Aw fuck, Greeper's back in Dis. Alert the boss, we gotta make nice with him or he will kick our asses."
Meanwhile, three menacing figures pulled in front of Greeper's motorbike. They were part of the ELM gang, and that meant business.
ELM and Greeper had a history ever since the incident where ELM blinded him with science, and his Mad Sci gang had Dis covered from the third circle to the fifth. Delightful, in a hellish sort of way. Sure, Greeper could kick their asses, but why? ELM would only send more goons after him, or activate his Science. Greeper might be able to take 'em, but he could also just talk his way out of it... maybe.
"You boys want something?" He asked, his lit cigarette dangling loosely from his thin lips as the mangled creations of mad science stalked towards him.
"You have angered ELM, you will report to him immediately for total destruction." A cyborg with a stain glass eye said, lightning arcing between his hands.
"Why should I?" Greep asked, throwing off a cocky look and revving his motorbike's engines. An arc of lightning slammed him straight in the chest, throwing him off his bike and through a brick wall onto an oven.
He got up.
"Here's a newsflash, gentlemen. Electricity Likes Me too."
So anyway it's my birthday today and I'd like to point out that the forums forgot to send me my birthday note. They should get that feature looked at, because I really liked the birthday note last year. One of the few people who remembered me, in the end.
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AlectharAlan ShoreWe're not territorial about that sort of thing, are we?Registered Userregular
Someone suggest a new (inexpensive) hobby for me. I'm currently lacking them, and I feel limited in my areas of expertise (illicit psychopharmacology, cats, enough about computers to build one).
If you have friends, high-quality board games. Settlers of Cataan is cool.
If you don't...well I like Magic (the card game, not prestidigitation) and MTGWorkstation is free to use and you can build anything with it, so you can get the experience of the card game with essentially no expense.
Someone suggest a new (inexpensive) hobby for me. I'm currently lacking them, and I feel limited in my areas of expertise (illicit psychopharmacology, cats, enough about computers to build one).
Someone suggest a new (inexpensive) hobby for me. I'm currently lacking them, and I feel limited in my areas of expertise (illicit psychopharmacology, cats, enough about computers to build one).
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Come on at least get it right
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Me!
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No. Elki was all '2333' and that was the post number that gets the next chat.
Not too easy, like with dogs.
You have to get the post # elki says :P
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I could say something ... but I dont like the closet.
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Though they've all been amazing this season.
God damn you Gim. Let's kiss like in the movies.
Gim : "Take me now."
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You be Nathan Lane and I'll be Robin Williams.
To be fair, I've never been in the running before, so I felt like any embarrassment would be worth it for my very own [chat].
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It seemed like a different person. The guy had a legitimate complaint and he whines that it's apparently impossible to play a PC game on singleplayer.
liberapedia is just damn funny.
Oh god, what movie was that, I can totally see it in my head...
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The huge leviathan of a oceanic vessel docked tenderly. From far above it might look almost comfortable snuggled against the wharves of Dis.
From within, its chief inhabitant stirred. Greeper was his name. Kicking ass was his game. He got out of bed, much to the murmured annoyance of his harem. "Greeper, why do you have to leave us?" One asked, the brown-haired lolita called Sanna.
"Cause," Greeper said, lighting a cigarette and taking a deep pull. "Someone's gotta kick ass in this town."
A moment later he was dressed and revving up his motorcycle, which shot out of his cabin and straight through various secret doors in his massive ship, the launching ramp deployed and he shot out onto the wharves of Dis, burning rubber as he went.
From the shadows, a dock worker whispered into his comlink: "Aw fuck, Greeper's back in Dis. Alert the boss, we gotta make nice with him or he will kick our asses."
Meanwhile, three menacing figures pulled in front of Greeper's motorbike. They were part of the ELM gang, and that meant business.
ELM and Greeper had a history ever since the incident where ELM blinded him with science, and his Mad Sci gang had Dis covered from the third circle to the fifth. Delightful, in a hellish sort of way. Sure, Greeper could kick their asses, but why? ELM would only send more goons after him, or activate his Science. Greeper might be able to take 'em, but he could also just talk his way out of it... maybe.
"You boys want something?" He asked, his lit cigarette dangling loosely from his thin lips as the mangled creations of mad science stalked towards him.
"You have angered ELM, you will report to him immediately for total destruction." A cyborg with a stain glass eye said, lightning arcing between his hands.
"Why should I?" Greep asked, throwing off a cocky look and revving his motorbike's engines. An arc of lightning slammed him straight in the chest, throwing him off his bike and through a brick wall onto an oven.
He got up.
"Here's a newsflash, gentlemen. Electricity Likes Me too."
If you have friends, high-quality board games. Settlers of Cataan is cool.
If you don't...well I like Magic (the card game, not prestidigitation) and MTGWorkstation is free to use and you can build anything with it, so you can get the experience of the card game with essentially no expense.
Battle.net
go blazers
How do you feel about Boom Dizzle to the Clips?
TOOOOO YOOOOUUUU!
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