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[Kofthefens]

Dye

[Mapleguy555]

The Big Bang.

[King DZA]

Kudos, squeakyReaper. I am impressed. You are certainly great, but you are not infallible!

New batch:

The feeling of being watched.

a single, isolated atom.

The severed head of a dust mite.

Friendship.

Apathy.

The sixth of your seven cervical vertebrae.

Bliss.

A travelling mariachi band.

A piece of styrofoam.

The edge of the universe.

A well balanced breakfast.

[Mapleguy555]

Suicide from anxiety.

Atom splice.

Giant Dust Mite bites the head of King DZA, bruising the muscle and crushing the skull.

Betrayal.

Revenge.

Spinal Fracture.

Not looking where you're going.

An EVIL travelling mariachi band.

Styrofoam is poisonous when microwaved.

Distortion, cold of space.

Poison.


Take that King DZA!

[Gizogin]

So, if we've exhausted everything within DF...
Does nobody win?

[Mapleguy555]

I think its everything, not just in DF.

[Gizogin]

Bay12ers, I have a challenge for you. Can you think of anything that CANNOT be weaponized? After thinking of a weaponization method, think up some other seemingly peaceful thing.
I shall go first:

Migrants

Ah, I see.  It doesn't specify that it has to be within DF.

[King DZA]

*slowclap* very good, Mapleguy555, very good indeed. The only problem is...

The severed head of a dust mite.

You can't bite when you've been decapitated!

So, if we've exhausted everything within DF...
Does nobody win?

I can probably still think up some things for DF, I'm just taking advantage new knowledge of it not having to be related to it.

[Kofthefens]

I think its everything, not just in DF.

Originally, yes, I meant it to be within DF. However, I no longer care about what I originally meant, as this is interesting enough. That means that this post right here was completely useless. Sorry.

[squeakyReaper]

"The severed head of a dust mite."

It took a long time, and many lives, but you managed to do it. You killed the great dust mite. Its severed head on a pike, you display it proudly. "Let this be a warning to all would be invaders!" You shout out, tired and exhausted... but triumphant. Other dust mites take heed, and never trample your home again. With them gone, your asthma slowly becomes less and less of an obstacle. Living in an environment where you can breathe clearly leads to clarity, and lets you get on with your life.

And through this clarity... you lead a grander army. One that would, one day, conquer the world. An army... of people who just freaking hate dust mites. They were inspired by your leadership, but you get greedy. Within time, you learn to breed the vermin... and sic them on your foes. The mild discomfort that they accrue due to their presence leads you to winning wars, taking over companies and getting laid. Your greatest foe has become your greatest weapon, forever under your thumb. Truly, they have become... weaponized.

[Mapleguy555]

The brain isnt severed, so I GUESS it retains motor control. I doubt they have blood. (Or much blood.)

[King DZA]

"The severed head of a dust mite."

It took a long time, and many lives, but you managed to do it. You killed the great dust mite. Its severed head on a pike, you display it proudly. "Let this be a warning to all would be invaders!" You shout out, tired and exhausted... but triumphant. Other dust mites take heed, and never trample your home again. With them gone, your asthma slowly becomes less and less of an obstacle. Living in an environment where you can breathe clearly leads to clarity, and lets you get on with your life.

And through this clarity... you lead a grander army. One that would, one day, conquer the world. An army... of people who just freaking hate dust mites. They were inspired by your leadership, but you get greedy. Within time, you learn to breed the vermin... and sic them on your foes. The mild discomfort that they accrue due to their presence leads you to winning wars, taking over companies and getting laid. Your greatest foe has become your greatest weapon, forever under your thumb. Truly, they have become... weaponized.

God. Fucking. Damn it. I thought I had it with that one...Good job, squeaky. Good job.

But I'm not finished yet:

A christian monk.

The color fuchsia.

Body language.

A martyr.

The meaning of life.

Sense of smell.

The moment in time right after you finish reading this final sentence.

[Mapleguy555]

The monk has a time bomb strapped on.

"He absolutely hates the color fuchsia."

Curse Body Language.

Death by hanging/death.

You die when you learn what it is.

Die from noxious fumes.

Heart Attack.

[Kogut]

I can't believe the only thing you guys can think of for the water covering is that old acid rain bug (which I'm pretty sure no longer exists).

Well, according to bugtracker (open report) it still exists.

[King DZA]

I am amazed by your tenacity in continuing to divert my eventual victory. Respectable, yet futile.

One more batch before I'm off for the night:

A memory.

A lullaby.

A padded room.

Mild disappointment.

Poetry.

Your username.

Luck.

Peace of mind.