~!Therooroo looks like a chick
That sucks a lot of dick
His epic reveals suck
That's why no one gives a fuck
When he says he's not Xevo
We know he's all a Zero
He's a compulsive liar
That should die in a fire~
Getting a little angry about the other Phalla, B:L?
Hey guys, I had the bag before but I lost it in the pockets of my oversized hoodie. Looks like I dropped it! I think we should all give it back to Rainfall
But WeatheredClown needs to explain why he's not dead.
Dr. Poque's machine started to load up Paperboy as his recorded voice clicked on.
"Hello my unwilling test subjects. Welcome to Paperboy. Tonight one of you will be going down the Hard Way. Of course i've made a few.....Adjustments!"
The normal street was replaced with a hellish nightmare world! Instead of argy men in robes, there were 3-headed demons with pitchforks make of snakes. And RC Cars, THOUSANDS OF THEM!.
"Well, " said WeatheredClown, "You bitches made me try this shit last night. Whos gonna take the bullet tonight?"
As he turned around to look, everyone else had taken a large step back.
"You mother fuckers,' WC said as he rode off to his death
Once again the bad dudes struck! Thier first target was Burnage but before they could hit their second target Ryadic leapt up.
"YOU HAVE DONE IT! You have defeated my arch nemisis Jessse The Man-Snake. My friends I am really Thark The Man-Possum. I was sent back to the future to stop that vile reptile from helping Horatio and Marcus from start the band Summer Semester and kill all of possum kind before we evolved and overthrew the planet!"
Everyone looked at him quizically.
"Anyway, " Ryadic continued, "For helping me, I will make sure no more innocents die tonight. Farewell humans, see you later.
With that Ryadic logged out, sucessfull in his goals.
Dr. Poque cried a little.
As the group moved to the next game room CJ Iwakura tripped over a Bag of Sabritones. Knowing that they were a yummy treat, he picked them up and kept them.
The group came to the next game server, and after loading the group was greeted with a rousing game of Mario Kart. Tonight you vote who gets hit with the blue shell.
RYADIC WAS SUCESSFULL IN HIS SECONDARY GOAL AND HAS LEFT THE GAME A WINNER!
---Deaths and Exits--- WeatheredClown - Rocco Burnage - Jessse The Man-Snake Ryadic - Thark The Man-Possum WINNER!
Oh also, MGW did nothing yeterday and today so hes being replaced with VThornheart
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l0l OMG u h4g u r s0 st00p1d
th1s g4m3 bl0ws but i w1ll t0t4lly w1n b3c4us3 i m 4w3s0m3 4nd u r a l00z3r
Getting a little angry about the other Phalla, B:L?
But WeatheredClown needs to explain why he's not dead.
wh4t3v3r n00bz
!cj iwakura
Still need to think about who to red vote. Hmmmm.
!Weatheredclown, I still hate you.
I LIKE ANIME
WOULD YOU LIKE TO SAVE
HEY SNAKE DID YOU KNOW THAT IF YOU ROLL SNAKE EYES IT IS LIKE BAD NEWS
OH MAN THAT IS SOME GOOD ADVICE
I AM VERY INTELLIGENT
!Weatheredclown... I didn't need to think that hard.
Fight for your rights, fight for what's right!
wh4t 1f h3 1z th3 gu4rd14n 0r s0m3th1ng
However, the last time I went against a bandwagon my ass got vigged.
m3 2
th4t sh1t 1s g4y
!weatheredclown
Yep I'm a sheep.
Okay, so I didn't have to think any harder, but at least I'm not a sheep this way :P
EXCELLENT!! GORE
So this is the part we find out this van ability is repeatable?
I would stake my claim as Prettiest Princess, but I saw what happened to the last person to challenge you.
So you just go ahead, and [strike]I'll wait for you to die horribly[/strike] give up on it for ever and ever.
>_>
I don't really understand why we reward one player for surviving, and damn another for having the gall to do the same thing. You know what?
!rainfall just so I can be internally logically consistent.
!weatheredclown, because I'm a sheep and proud of it!
The thing is cj iwakura was attacked by the bad guys. This kind of proves his innocence.
Weathered clown survived the vote from someones power. This doesn't prove anything.
Dr. Poque's machine started to load up Paperboy as his recorded voice clicked on.
"Hello my unwilling test subjects. Welcome to Paperboy. Tonight one of you will be going down the Hard Way. Of course i've made a few.....Adjustments!"
The normal street was replaced with a hellish nightmare world! Instead of argy men in robes, there were 3-headed demons with pitchforks make of snakes. And RC Cars, THOUSANDS OF THEM!.
"Well, " said WeatheredClown, "You bitches made me try this shit last night. Whos gonna take the bullet tonight?"
As he turned around to look, everyone else had taken a large step back.
"You mother fuckers,' WC said as he rode off to his death
Once again the bad dudes struck! Thier first target was Burnage but before they could hit their second target Ryadic leapt up.
"YOU HAVE DONE IT! You have defeated my arch nemisis Jessse The Man-Snake. My friends I am really Thark The Man-Possum. I was sent back to the future to stop that vile reptile from helping Horatio and Marcus from start the band Summer Semester and kill all of possum kind before we evolved and overthrew the planet!"
Everyone looked at him quizically.
"Anyway, " Ryadic continued, "For helping me, I will make sure no more innocents die tonight. Farewell humans, see you later.
With that Ryadic logged out, sucessfull in his goals.
Dr. Poque cried a little.
As the group moved to the next game room CJ Iwakura tripped over a Bag of Sabritones. Knowing that they were a yummy treat, he picked them up and kept them.
The group came to the next game server, and after loading the group was greeted with a rousing game of Mario Kart. Tonight you vote who gets hit with the blue shell.
RYADIC WAS SUCESSFULL IN HIS SECONDARY GOAL AND HAS LEFT THE GAME A WINNER!
---Deaths and Exits---
WeatheredClown - Rocco
Burnage - Jessse The Man-Snake
Ryadic - Thark The Man-Possum WINNER!
Oh also, MGW did nothing yeterday and today so hes being replaced with VThornheart
Well then, it's time to kick ass, and chew bubblegum... and I'm all outta gum.
I've got Balls of Steel.
!VThornheart
u ppl bl0w
Classic badguy tactic.
!Jpants
You're confusing me with your leetspeak. The Duke doesn't like to think that much.