Phyphor created it. It is mostly used to count votes easily. If Phyphor dies, it stops updating.... which has influenced my decision more than once....
I have determined that in my hallucinations, kime is, in fact, a ball point pen. It will be impossible to prove to me that he is not. Feel free to try.
All of your guesses are wrong. May I, perhaps, suggest a different method than just guessing? You could, say, observe and collect some data, then interpret that data and form new, better hypotheses?
oh man, now I have this idea in my head for Complex Biology: Project America.
Excuse me, I'm going to leave for a bit, to go and doodle two headed hulk hogan monsters in gladiator spheres.
can't complain too much, we've had some good weather already a month ago which is a lot! THen it turned to rain clouds etc
gonna go for croatia monday and escape from the weather
can't complain too much, we've had some good weather already a month ago which is a lot! THen it turned to rain clouds etc
gonna go for croatia monday and escape from the weather
nearly 10:30pm and heat index is still 108 F due to the 95% humidity -- at this point I'd LOVE to be really cold!
Now they had her! The subjects had been chasing the woman for hours. They’d first spotted her that morning, slowly strolling through the abandoned cafeteria. She was absolutely gorgeous. More importantly, she looked absolutely human. No surgical scars. No transplanted body parts. She must have been a scientist. When the first subject let out a screech of rage, her lips twisted into a pert frown before she began jogging in the opposite direction. She’d somehow managed to stay ahead of the crowd while they raced down hallways and through labs. But she’d taken a wrong turn and they had her cornered in a densely packed supply room. As the subjects inched forward, clutching makeshift weapons, the woman turned. She looked each of them in the eye before smiling. It was the most entrancing smile any of them had ever seen and suddenly they knew that it was impossible for a woman this stunning to have taken part in any vile experiments. The crowd parted and the woman sauntered away.
Elsewhere in the facility, Subject Nerissa was fighting for her life. The mushrooms sprouting from her flesh and poisoning her bloodstream had granted her amazing visions, but they made it difficult to tell her real attacker from the phantoms that swirled behind every blink of her eyes. In contrast, her attacker’s mind was pure focus: Left hook! Cross! Jab, jab, jab! Right hook! Uppercut! Finish her!
While foraging for food, a group of subjects saw a toy race car zip down the hallway and into another room. From inside the room came a high-pitched scream and a deep, angry groan. When they investigated, they found the toy car smashed and dripping with blood.
The final, and most disturbing, incident came that night. Following the Reverse Minotaur’s advice, the subjects had spent the entire day searching for Subject Alegis, The Minotaur, in the hope that his leadership would unite them. They found him in the basement, strapped to an examination table. His chest had been cut open and his ribs parted to reveal his glistening innards. Blood dripped to the floor in a steady rhythm. But this was not what disturbed the subjects. Instead, their eyes focused on a notebook filled with measurements and quickly sketched graphs. The scientists had been here!
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The Dead Nerissa (The Fungus) - Pummeled jdarksun (Hot Wheelz Driver) - Trampled Alegis (The Minotaur) - Analyzed
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All part of my master plan
*rolling and rolling*
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Confusion will be my epitaph
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I just rollllllllll
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Hmm... were YOU the one who wrote the poetry on the wall last night?
DOGS LIKE TO LICK PEOPLE BECAUSE HUMAN SKIN IS SALTY. THE OCEAN IS A DIRTY PLACE.
I can has cheezburger, yes?
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sure they do, watch this!
*takes a pen and lays it down on a floor, then rolls it back and forth*
a ball?
AMERICAN GLADIATOR!?
I think this <DELETED> Method would help!
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Well, true, that would certainly do it.
Excuse me, I'm going to leave for a bit, to go and doodle two headed hulk hogan monsters in gladiator spheres.
but not too drunk which is good. many cops about!
freezing? I'd gladly send you some of the heat around my house!
:^:
can't complain too much, we've had some good weather already a month ago which is a lot! THen it turned to rain clouds etc
gonna go for croatia monday and escape from the weather
nearly 10:30pm and heat index is still 108 F due to the 95% humidity -- at this point I'd LOVE to be really cold!
Narration incoming.
Now they had her! The subjects had been chasing the woman for hours. They’d first spotted her that morning, slowly strolling through the abandoned cafeteria. She was absolutely gorgeous. More importantly, she looked absolutely human. No surgical scars. No transplanted body parts. She must have been a scientist. When the first subject let out a screech of rage, her lips twisted into a pert frown before she began jogging in the opposite direction. She’d somehow managed to stay ahead of the crowd while they raced down hallways and through labs. But she’d taken a wrong turn and they had her cornered in a densely packed supply room. As the subjects inched forward, clutching makeshift weapons, the woman turned. She looked each of them in the eye before smiling. It was the most entrancing smile any of them had ever seen and suddenly they knew that it was impossible for a woman this stunning to have taken part in any vile experiments. The crowd parted and the woman sauntered away.
Elsewhere in the facility, Subject Nerissa was fighting for her life. The mushrooms sprouting from her flesh and poisoning her bloodstream had granted her amazing visions, but they made it difficult to tell her real attacker from the phantoms that swirled behind every blink of her eyes. In contrast, her attacker’s mind was pure focus: Left hook! Cross! Jab, jab, jab! Right hook! Uppercut! Finish her!
While foraging for food, a group of subjects saw a toy race car zip down the hallway and into another room. From inside the room came a high-pitched scream and a deep, angry groan. When they investigated, they found the toy car smashed and dripping with blood.
The final, and most disturbing, incident came that night. Following the Reverse Minotaur’s advice, the subjects had spent the entire day searching for Subject Alegis, The Minotaur, in the hope that his leadership would unite them. They found him in the basement, strapped to an examination table. His chest had been cut open and his ribs parted to reveal his glistening innards. Blood dripped to the floor in a steady rhythm. But this was not what disturbed the subjects. Instead, their eyes focused on a notebook filled with measurements and quickly sketched graphs. The scientists had been here!
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The Dead
Nerissa (The Fungus) - Pummeled
jdarksun (Hot Wheelz Driver) - Trampled
Alegis (The Minotaur) - Analyzed
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Day 3 will end Saturday at 11 pm EST.
PMs are going out now.