Sep 22, 2005, 02:40 AM | |
The toy ca, nadian, and the bottle are now forever bound as one item. MSB was right in thinking it was a magic bottle.
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Sep 22, 2005, 11:27 AM | ||
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GENERATION 22: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment. <i>"This picture shows me that the gray bird man is just a bully and picks on smaller birds. Just because he has no friends and takes it out on others smaller than him to look good. I can see in the parrats eyes that it does however have a understanding of the gray bird man and is upset about getting cut."</i> - Speeza on cartoon birds. |
Sep 23, 2005, 01:13 PM | |
Ask Faw to pretend to be the stamp guy, and then present him the blue rectangle, saying it's a magical stamp from Pangea.
Then poke Faw in the stomache, believing him to be a fish.
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Sep 27, 2005, 04:45 PM | |
Just so you know, I'm not dead. I was just ignoring that command because it's stupid and pointless.
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Sep 29, 2005, 02:15 PM | |
Check the map more, okay? Adding a south there on the end, to make the command work. Sorry for the delay, I was doing long peices of AP government homework.
I walked to the park and then stood there, breathing in deeply to enjoy the fragrant smells of the flowers, the glue smells coming from the stamps, and the faint smell of something burning in the distance. I entertained the thought that I could enjoy these smells all the time if I were to glue a burning flower to my chest, before getting bored with it. |
Sep 30, 2005, 05:00 PM | |
Tell him the rectangle is a rare stamp.
See if he believes you. If he does, then ask for something in return. If he doesn't, stare at him for a moment, grab the rectangle and run as fast as possible to the hotel's barbeque. (N, E, E.)
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Sep 30, 2005, 05:25 PM | |
"That blue rectangle is a rare stamp."
"Do you think I'm a total idiot? It doesn't even have any gluey stuff on the back to stick the stamp to things, or little serrated edges." I tried to grab the rectangle back and failed, so I just settled for running to the hotel. When I got to it, the hotel lobby was much the same. A counter, a few plush chairs, and a door leading off to the rooms hallway. There was a grill in one corner. The grill was off and looked to have been for a few hours but it was so badly made it was still sizzling and smoking with heat. I thought for a moment how strange it is that a hotel in such a rich city would be so small, but then realized how there are so few travelers business would be bad. Having come to a logical conclusion my brain started working in overtime and I spent the next few minutes trying to figure out how fish could fence. |
Oct 1, 2005, 09:14 AM | |
Suddenly, struck with a thought, I ran all the way to the academy teleporter and jumped through, dramatically!
Appearing, I announced, "Faw is lost on Pandora's Island! We must go bring him back!" Faw, in the corner, looked up from a book. "I am?" "You are!" Araches got up, stretching. It looked like most of the party had been sleeping, and I woke them up with my charismatic presense. |
Oct 1, 2005, 02:37 PM | |
"I went around and found out that Upper Placespot is frozen solid and gave stuff to the stamp man and was about to set the first aid kit on fire before I decided not to."
Araches, now more or less awake, glared at me. "Hand me over the first-aid kit." "Why?" "Because I have a feeling that if I let you carry it everywhere it will end up destroyed." I thought for a few long moments, but was unable to think of a good response for that. |
Oct 4, 2005, 12:20 PM | |
I decided to give in, to prevent a mutiny. "Alright, you take it then."
Araches took the first aid kit, with a rather sarcastic sounding "thank you." I then decided that since Araches knows best about resource allocation, she must know best about everything. "Araches, have you come across any uber-freezing spells in that book." "Actually, I have. In foo magic, the spell 'freeze ubers'." Shuriken looked up. "Would that work on Uberbob?" "If it did it would actually be useful." Araches sighed and went to the library. "If you really are worried about how Upper Placespot was frozen, I guess I can try to find out. I really doubt it will help any, though." |
Oct 6, 2005, 06:02 PM | |
I walked south, and found myself back at the ice smithy. Shuriken followed me, not having the magical knowledge to try and crack the spells. There wasn't anything else south. I considered going south then realized how boring that would be.
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Oct 9, 2005, 07:58 AM | |
Take your party and warp back to New Super Uber Ultra Megatropolis. Send Araches, Leetzan and Faw back to the academy to research the spell that froze Upper Placespot for a while.
Take out the photograph of the local heros and cut out the part featuring Fooruman's head in a 1 inch square, then give it serrated edges. Roll a piece of tape and stick it to the back. Take Shuri and go back to the stamp guy. Show him the immitation stamp and say, "Behold! The rare Fooruman stamp! A very important collector's item featuring an almost-important old guy! Your life is MEANINGLESS without it! What would you give to own such a spectacular item as this?!" |
Oct 9, 2005, 09:35 AM | |
Finally, someone who isn't going around chatting with random people. I can even excuse the lack of compass directions for this.
I took out my map and teleported to New Super Uber Ultra Megatropolis. Suddenly feeling decisive, I quickly formulated a plan. "Faw, Araches and L33tz4n, go back to the academy to research the spell. Shuri, stay with me." As all my team's mages ran off, looking slightly surprised, I took out the stamp. I cut everything but the Fooruman head off with my teeth, and after chewing on the scraps for a while, bit in serrated edges. I ran off to the stamp man, and presented him my 'stamp'. "This is the rare and powerful Fooruman stamp! Only one was ever made!" "Wow, that's rare! ...why is it so wet?" I looked at the stamp. Maybe using my mouth to cut the stamp out wasn't that good idea. Still, I was on a roll. "I recovered it from a SHIPWRECK." "How could it be wet, then? The sea is frozen." "It was a shipwreck... IN THE SKY!" "Oh. Okay. Well, for an item so unique as this, I'll give you ten billion dollars. No more, no less. Deal?" |
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