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Aqizzar

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« Reply #105 on: March 08, 2009, 07:27:20 pm »

> briefly wake to chew out other beings for rushing the program

> this thing was written in 1982 you know
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And here is where my beef pops up like a looming awkward boner.
Please amplify your relaxed states.
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« Reply #106 on: March 08, 2009, 07:29:10 pm »

>Sing a childhood tune to determine if you take the south, or north passageway.
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« Reply #107 on: March 08, 2009, 08:29:57 pm »

>North, South, Southy, Northy
>Contemplate why you were taught that song instead of something useful.
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The logistical problems dealing with a private space colony are at least as bad as dealing with the zombies.

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« Reply #108 on: March 08, 2009, 10:38:11 pm »


> In a paradox, create my eternal self from nothingness.
> From a newt and a dragonfly, forge my dragonsquee body whit magic beyond mortal comprehension, and inhabit it.
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« Reply #109 on: March 08, 2009, 10:53:40 pm »

You begin to sing the "North, South, Southy, Northy" song that you loved so well in your youth. It tells you nothing. You begin to sing "Eye of the Tiger" instead. Learning you have done your time and taken your chances, you decide to go north. You head north until you come to a small statue made of shale. The statue seems to be of a mountain gnome. The tunnel stretches farther north and south. As you stoop to examine the statue, you hear a horrible roar. There is the sound of rushing water coming from the north.

>_

You briefly awaken and yell up out of the cavern you are in. You grumble a little bit and go back to bed.


Armok, get out.
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« Reply #110 on: March 08, 2009, 10:54:40 pm »

>Enter the game!
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« Reply #111 on: March 08, 2009, 10:57:06 pm »

I can't hear you; I don't speak Verdana.
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« Reply #112 on: March 08, 2009, 11:01:10 pm »

Armok, get out.
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Why?

Why have everyone treated me as a troll of late? I might fail at balancing characters but it's no reason to be rude and despite what it apperantly seems like I actually do try.

Edit: I think I can see what is causing the truble this time: "beyond morat comprehension" dosn't say anything abaut the power level, just that it's damn complicated. I tend to fall into the trap of purple prose.
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« Reply #113 on: March 08, 2009, 11:05:03 pm »

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« Reply #114 on: March 08, 2009, 11:11:09 pm »

Fine, I'll humor you plebians.

You come into being from nothing and forge yourself a dragonsquee body from a newt and a dragonfly, imbued whit magic beyond mortal comprehension. You find yourself sitting on the highest peak in the world, with the curvature of the earth clearly visible before you. Soft and ephemeral clouds of icy vapor float in the distance.

>_


You wake up from a deep sleep to find yourself in a warm, enclosed space with your trusty knockoff assault rifle knockoff thing M-14 by your side. You soon recognize your surroundings as the interior of some model of Abrams tank.

>_
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« Reply #115 on: March 09, 2009, 01:08:23 am »

((Awesome!  :D Thanks! *hugs inaluct*))


> I look around me, admiring this fantastic world to which I am new, amazed at the richness of existence, The experience if having a mind, and the beauty of the world. I let out a mighty roar of joy, and take to the sky to explore this brave new world!
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« Reply #116 on: March 09, 2009, 02:32:54 am »


>Indiana jones music, check. Whip, check. Elaborate trap, check.
>Du du du du, du du duuu.
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Aqizzar

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« Reply #117 on: March 09, 2009, 02:47:51 am »

> beat the trollingness out of Armok for bumping like 90 old games in one night
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And here is where my beef pops up like a looming awkward boner.
Please amplify your relaxed states.
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The ancients built these quote pyramids to forever store vast quantities of rage.

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« Reply #118 on: March 09, 2009, 03:38:37 am »

>Attempt to enter the 3rd Dimension

From the 4th. All hail our new Grosteque overlord!
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« Reply #119 on: March 09, 2009, 07:13:43 am »

Hug Inaluct for letting me in, and check over the knock-off M-14.
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