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Post by bluemojo on Jan 22, 2004 0:47:56 GMT -5
WHAT THE @#(%*&#(%*&!!??
WHERE IS EVERYBODY??
COME ON PEOPLE!
YOU CALL YOURSELVES ROLE-PLAYERS?
WAKE UP AND STEP UP!
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Post by Roanoke on Jan 22, 2004 3:41:59 GMT -5
I'm with you, bluemojo. At the risk of revealing my true age (as if any one of you couldn't find that out by clicking on my username), the Pink Floyd song IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE? comes to mind. "Where is everybody?" is right. Please just let us know that you're still alive, breathing, kicking, fighting the system, etc.
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Post by JaceMachine on Jan 22, 2004 7:47:56 GMT -5
I was out gaming till now: 6:47 AM-- Just got home. Started gaming at 8PM last night. Hacklust.... But I know that's not what you were asking....  |
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Post by bluemojo on Jan 23, 2004 1:46:38 GMT -5
The Dispatcher and I have been yakking on the phone. For the ast 30 minutes he has been running me thru an improvised d20 modern adventure which takes place in the DREADED HOME of MATT CREW. This adventure is FUCKING AWESOME. DUDE. If YOU haven't constructed YOUR CHARACTER within a WEEK or two, we will DUMP YOUR LAZY ASS and GET ON with this adventure because it ROCKS -- and if YOU are TOO LAZY, FUCKED UP, or TIMID to fully develop an ASS-KICKING CHARACTER for this GROUNDBREAKING ADVENTURE within the next week or two, you OBVIOUSLY don't have the INITIATIVE and/or free time to PARTICIPATE in the most INVOLVING FASCINATING INCREDIBLE and DRAMATIC role-playing experience EVER till now in the fucking UNIVERSE.
So there.
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Post by Roanoke on Jan 23, 2004 2:53:18 GMT -5
Are you guys serious.............I think that'd be awesome. There could be cloned Skipper and Binks dogs that would live in the basement because of their noxious farts causing disorientation and subsequent death. Not to mention their lasso piss streams of acidic death.
Matt Crew could be cloned for the sole purpose of temporarily satisfying the insatiable feeding desires of the clone dogs. Matt Crew's father, Bob, could play the grizzled, hardened war veteran who constantly tricks the clone Matts into believing that a box of Twinkies is all it takes to subdue the clone dogs' need to feed. Oops. Oh, well. There's always more Matts.
Matt Crew's mom, Vicki, could play the double-crossing, double agent who is all sweet and loving (in her own maniacal way) on the outside but would be secretly plotting the family's demise. She'd be the one running things behind the scenes. She'd derive sheer, demoniacal pleasure out of placing the Bobs and Matts (she'd be the one cloning Matt and Bob) into situations that'd see their demise in new and exciting ways.
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Post by JaceMachine on Jan 23, 2004 11:00:17 GMT -5
Yeah, it was something like that--
It started out as a gamer-geek joke, something to the effect of:
"Roll your Will Save against the nastiest belch you've ever heard/smelled."
"Huh? Um, okay." <quickly finds 20-sided die, and rolls it> "16!"
"You manage to not gag as Matt Crew belches into your face. You're close enough to see the oil coming out of his pours."
"I fucking belch right back into his face!!"
and so on....
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Post by Halo on Jan 24, 2004 13:59:37 GMT -5
BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO BIO . . . and I am done. Enjoy Coke!
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Post by bluemojo on Jan 25, 2004 0:40:41 GMT -5
There could be cloned Skipper and Binks dogs that would live in the basement because of their noxious farts causing disorientation and subsequent death. I actually failed my saving throws vs. stench of canine urine and flatulence, and was forced to FLEE BLINDLY up the stairs where I SMASHED THROUGH the BASEMENT DOOR, taking some damage, but luckily the dogs were conditioned not to leave the basement where they had spent their entire pathetic lives. and left me alone as I stood in the downstairs foyer to ponder my next move ... |
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Post by bluemojo on Jan 25, 2004 0:42:54 GMT -5
The fine white powder Coke, or the thick brown liquid Coke? |
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Post by Halo on Jan 28, 2004 1:31:38 GMT -5
I guess it depends on what day of the week it is. . .
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Post by Roanoke on Jan 29, 2004 18:12:15 GMT -5
As Jet Black would say, " Don't know and have no opinion."
I'm sure that Eric Clapton might, though. Have an opinion, that is.
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Post by Halo on Jan 30, 2004 1:08:30 GMT -5
Bio complete. I also apologize for the delay in posting it. This will not be the norm and look forward to this game. I could only imagine what Jace could have going having played Toon with him.
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Post by The Dispatcher on Jan 30, 2004 2:02:10 GMT -5
Yep.
I GM'd an improved TOON game at Ben's-- and all the players had to play SPIFTIRE versions of themselves!
Ben Provins was Bland Prostate and Christy was Crusty Prostate--
I think that I was Jerk Troll.
The setting?
Matt Crew's "Mansion"
Hell yeah--
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Post by Crimson on Jan 30, 2004 21:04:32 GMT -5
sorry i haven't been on the site in quite awhile but i am still living (if you call being undead living). I have been having parental and job issues along with women trouble as usual. I am back though and i am ready to get this game going.
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