Rust rakes his dirty fingers through what is normally a meticulously groomed beard. His sole remaining source of pride, that beard, and even that is falling to ruin now. Streaked with mud and... probably worse. Oh, if there were a mirror to look into, the man would most assuredly be driven to distraction by the sight.
Men act like beasts, or lie comatose while others paw and pick at them. This is not right. THIS IS NOT RIGHT!
Oh, we're not even one night in and people are already yelling and screaming and speaking in the third person, it's really quite unconscionable.
And some of you wonder how we got into this lamentable predicament in the first place!
In the interest of imposing some degree of order on this madhouse, I have taken the liberty of preparing a little list of who is in the running for the noose.
MrTLicious leads the Village Vote with 5 people shouting we should make that delightful little neck of his a little bit longer.
Megafrost is in the second position with three votes. I've never seen a man hung for a bad pun, but I haven't seen The Game played either. It's a day for new experiences!
ObiFett, IronWeasel and SeGaTai are all tied at two votes, and a staggering fourteen people are all tied at one vote. So much ruiniously unorganized voting, we might as well light this room afire as well while we're at it!
I'll hold my vote back until you noisy little imps have gotten into a better order. In the meantime, I'm going to go make sure that the noose is tied properly. I do hate a poorly tied knot.
Megafrost is in the second position with three votes. I've never seen a manrobot hung for aone hundred bad puns, but I haven't seen The Game played either. It's a day for new experiences!
Make that fifteen people with the addition of Infidel.
Flarne, I expected better from you.
Clearly people should follow my lead.
I got it from a reliable source.
If you haven't collated that source with at least three other references, kindly take it elsewhere, my charts are absolutely pristine, and I won't have them ruined by some muttering vagabond.
Megafrost is in the second position with three votes. I've never seen a manrobot hung for aone hundred bad puns, but I haven't seen The Game played either. It's a day for new experiences!
Corrected. You should zinc harder next time.
Y-You used your robot brain to double check that information!
That's cheating!
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Perhaps you should follow my lead and forge yourself a better brain. It would be an aluminum-ating experience.
vertroueI am FemaleTotes Not a SithRegistered Userregular
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Squawk squawk!! *says the bird now flapping above all the corpse.* SQUAWK!! *The bird is now confused...All the copses are moving now...they were dead!* SQUAWK! * What happened? they smelled and tasted dead!* SQUAWRK!
vertroue on
Blood and Fire
From the Desk of Darth Vertroue Diplomat to the USA.
Oliver realized he was surrounded by the best that Underlund had to offer. Instead of the peaceful knowledge brought about by being among his betters he wondered aloud, "Best at what?"
The bird lady kept pretending to be a bird. Oliver wept openly.
As far as I'm concerned your all mirror kin until I can find out otherwise.
But so far !IronWeasel has been acting stranger then the rest of you.
Off with him I say!
And if any of you make a move on me, expect a black eye at the least. I've spent days at a time awake on the battlefield. I can make it through a few nights until we know whos a dameon and whos simply a fool.
Oliver realized he was surrounded by the best that Underlund had to offer. Instead of the peaceful knowledge brought about by being among his betters he wondered aloud, "Best at what?"
The bird lady kept pretending to be a bird. Oliver wept openly.
What indeed. What are you best at? Besides sniveling that is.
vertroueI am FemaleTotes Not a SithRegistered Userregular
*The Bird is confused at these people.* SQUAWKsquawksquawk *Why would they be crying? They have a nice room, they are clothed, they do not have to weather the elements...Why are they crying?* squawrak *Poops on the crying mans head*
Blood and Fire
From the Desk of Darth Vertroue Diplomat to the USA.
*Calm yourself, Javier. They are an audience like any other, and they will follow whoever puts themselves upon the stage. Consider this our big break!*
"Friends, and fellow citizens, this is a challenge as any other. We shall rise to it, and overcome. But we must present a united front. I propose that this Quinn fellow, I know nothing of him. Can we trust a foreigner in these trying times? I, for one, do not."
After hearing the metal mans request, the dwarf seems to go into a daze and gathers random rubbish lying about the cell that no one seems to be claiming. By some unknown means, he manages to craft some bizarre knickknack which he slides towards megafrost.
"I'll tell you keep you non-existent gold because this is the best you're getting iron man."
The beggar then goes back to his corner muttering quietly to himself, while wearily looking around the room.
*Calm yourself, Javier. They are an audience like any other, and they will follow whoever puts themselves upon the stage. Consider this our big break!*
"Friends, and fellow citizens, this is a challenge as any other. We shall rise to it, and overcome. But we must present a united front. I propose that this Quinn fellow, I know nothing of him. Can we trust a foreigner in these trying times? I, for one, do not."
As far as I'm concerned your all mirror kin until I can find out otherwise.
But so far !IronWeasel has been acting stranger then the rest of you.
Off with him I say!
FYI, Bucketman: this vote won't count because you edited the post. A fresh post, with my name bolder and in red, will correct your error.
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*Calm yourself, Javier. They are an audience like any other, and they will follow whoever puts themselves upon the stage. Consider this our big break!*
"Friends, and fellow citizens, this is a challenge as any other. We shall rise to it, and overcome. But we must present a united front. I propose that this Quinn fellow, I know nothing of him. Can we trust a foreigner in these trying times? I, for one, do not."
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A xenophobic clown?
Well I never.
I'll have you know that the comedic arts are held in the highest esteem here in Underlund. After all, a soul that's filled with joy is by far the most valuable.
But I guess you wouldn't know that, now would you?
*Calm yourself, Javier. They are an audience like any other, and they will follow whoever puts themselves upon the stage. Consider this our big break!*
"Friends, and fellow citizens, this is a challenge as any other. We shall rise to it, and overcome. But we must present a united front. I propose that this Quinn fellow, I know nothing of him. Can we trust a foreigner in these trying times? I, for one, do not."
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A xenophobic clown?
Well I never.
I'll have you know that the comedic arts are held in the highest esteem here in Underlund. After all, a soul that's filled with joy is by far the most valuable.
But I guess you wouldn't know that, now would you?
Listening is for the masses. Knowing is for the elite
Ha ha! Quite right. Quite surprising as well, considering the source. It seems underestimation is not without its few merits.
*rubs hands together and exhales contentedly*
Ah, what a busy time this will be for you all. Were I not able to skip ahead to the end of The Game at my own leisure, I would be bursting with anticipation as brutishly as many of you soon will be with blood. But, rest assured, none of it will go to waste. I plan to make a most exquisite crimson mural to commemorate my latest success.
We of the Blood Council are always watching, waiting. Eternal life awaits us all, so I am eager to see your plans unfold. The blood will not go unappreciated either
Oliver realized he was surrounded by the best that Underlund had to offer. Instead of the peaceful knowledge brought about by being among his betters he wondered aloud, "Best at what?"
The bird lady kept pretending to be a bird. Oliver wept openly.
What indeed. What are you best at? Besides sniveling that is.
A challenge. Oliver had no use for challenges. Challenges got dumb people killed, or wealthy people titles. Oliver was neither. But those who were willing to put themselves on the line were useful, and no Omerta would let a useful person go unused.
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Oi! I offer them a family! A community to join! Open arms and caring lips to nurse their fractured souls!
We take away the chains of mortality, the fear of the finale. And once unburdened you may live your life a bolder one. A brighter one. A bloodier one...
Who are you to look down upon what I do for the Cartagrans and the Blood Council!?! A guardian of a library never read? A guardian of a family never fully joined.
Fucking disgrace to the council. You're like a shade on the wall, a step-sister in heat.
Aye you TheRoadVirus!?! I say you'd better hop your spirit into a life stone soon best you find one clubbing your head in.
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Has the blood-hex become contagious?
Rust rakes his dirty fingers through what is normally a meticulously groomed beard. His sole remaining source of pride, that beard, and even that is falling to ruin now. Streaked with mud and... probably worse. Oh, if there were a mirror to look into, the man would most assuredly be driven to distraction by the sight.
Men act like beasts, or lie comatose while others paw and pick at them. This is not right. THIS IS NOT RIGHT!
And some of you wonder how we got into this lamentable predicament in the first place!
In the interest of imposing some degree of order on this madhouse, I have taken the liberty of preparing a little list of who is in the running for the noose.
MrTLicious leads the Village Vote with 5 people shouting we should make that delightful little neck of his a little bit longer.
Megafrost is in the second position with three votes. I've never seen a man hung for a bad pun, but I haven't seen The Game played either. It's a day for new experiences!
ObiFett, IronWeasel and SeGaTai are all tied at two votes, and a staggering fourteen people are all tied at one vote. So much ruiniously unorganized voting, we might as well light this room afire as well while we're at it!
I'll hold my vote back until you noisy little imps have gotten into a better order. In the meantime, I'm going to go make sure that the noose is tied properly. I do hate a poorly tied knot.
Flarne, I expected better from you.
Clearly people should follow my lead.
I got it from a reliable source.
Corrected. You should zinc harder next time.
If you haven't collated that source with at least three other references, kindly take it elsewhere, my charts are absolutely pristine, and I won't have them ruined by some muttering vagabond.
Y-You used your robot brain to double check that information!
That's cheating!
From the Desk of Darth Vertroue Diplomat to the USA.
!Megafrost, you go too far, sir!
From the Desk of Darth Vertroue Diplomat to the USA.
The bird lady kept pretending to be a bird. Oliver wept openly.
"Well, I think birds are fascinating, but this is ridiculous."
I have no idea when to stop >.< SQUAWK
From the Desk of Darth Vertroue Diplomat to the USA.
But so far !IronWeasel has been acting stranger then the rest of you.
Off with him I say!
From the Desk of Darth Vertroue Diplomat to the USA.
What indeed. What are you best at? Besides sniveling that is.
From the Desk of Darth Vertroue Diplomat to the USA.
It was just a suggestion. My 2 copper coins.
Ingot-ful jerk. I knew someone smelt foul.
From the Desk of Darth Vertroue Diplomat to the USA.
Because we can't trust decepticons.
Especially not decepticons that make puns.
Can anyone give me a ride to the sun? I'll give you a gold coin.
"Friends, and fellow citizens, this is a challenge as any other. We shall rise to it, and overcome. But we must present a united front. I propose that this Quinn fellow, I know nothing of him. Can we trust a foreigner in these trying times? I, for one, do not."
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spins around
"I'll tell you keep you non-existent gold because this is the best you're getting iron man."
The beggar then goes back to his corner muttering quietly to himself, while wearily looking around the room.
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Nice chart to figure out how honest a news source is.
A xenophobic clown?
Well I never.
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squawk *So they finally see what the bird sees and hears!* SQUAWARK
From the Desk of Darth Vertroue Diplomat to the USA.
Mission complete.
What demon took your soul, INANTP?
I'll have you know that the comedic arts are held in the highest esteem here in Underlund. After all, a soul that's filled with joy is by far the most valuable.
But I guess you wouldn't know that, now would you?
would you like to buy a knife?
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We of the Blood Council are always watching, waiting. Eternal life awaits us all, so I am eager to see your plans unfold. The blood will not go unappreciated either
A challenge. Oliver had no use for challenges. Challenges got dumb people killed, or wealthy people titles. Oliver was neither. But those who were willing to put themselves on the line were useful, and no Omerta would let a useful person go unused.
Oi! I offer them a family! A community to join! Open arms and caring lips to nurse their fractured souls!
We take away the chains of mortality, the fear of the finale. And once unburdened you may live your life a bolder one. A brighter one. A bloodier one...
Who are you to look down upon what I do for the Cartagrans and the Blood Council!?! A guardian of a library never read? A guardian of a family never fully joined.
Fucking disgrace to the council. You're like a shade on the wall, a step-sister in heat.
Aye you TheRoadVirus!?! I say you'd better hop your spirit into a life stone soon best you find one clubbing your head in.