Oct 21, 2005, 05:37 AM | |
The castle bits appeared to be part of his ear, now. Looks like it would have been wiser to remove the castle bits before Faw cast his spell.
And this page is part of Risp's collection of claimed pages! It would be wise if none of you tried to claim it after this! |
Oct 21, 2005, 10:01 AM | |
Tell Faw to use his uber magic skillz to remove the castle bits from his ear. If he refuses, then blame him for the castle bits being there.
Oh, and attempt to claim the page as well. |
Oct 21, 2005, 10:08 AM | |
"Faw, use your awesome surgical magic to remove those castle bits from that guy's ears."
"That would kill him, since the castle bits were made part of his ears by-" "Useless! YOU are the reason the castle bits are there, and you can't even remove them!" I pushed Faw onto the floor and danced around him, calling him names. I tried to claim the page, but then I died and went to the abyss of hell. It was full of various versions of Xion. Exits were down and plot convenience. |
Oct 21, 2005, 01:52 PM | ||
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From anyone. I don't care if this game is meaningless, I'd rather it be meaningless and happy than meaninless and depressing. It's been like this the entire game just about. =P Wait until Faw can ressurect again by profusely opologizing to him and telling him he has one free shot. (With his fist, no magic.)
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Oct 21, 2005, 02:12 PM | |
Suddenly, I had a change of heart. "Faw, I'm sorry for everything."
"Everything?" "Everything." He didn't seem that surprised at this change. Maybe it was a good idea. "I've had a change in heart. I want to be kinder, more compassionate from now on. Now let's wait here for a while, relax, celebrate my change for the better, then kill that candian guy." "That sounds nice... what?" "And take the castle bits out of him then bring him back to life." "...oh." Faw looked relieved. "Now, punch me." Faw suddenly looked pained. "But I thought we were friends!" "For, what, the last ten seconds?" Wow, I was feeling more lucid already! "Err." "Look, feel free. It'll take away stress." By now everybody was crowding in. "Fine, fine." Faw punched me. It was fairly harder then I expected. I guess walking around everywhere in chainmail and carrying heavy equipment did make Faw a bit stronger. Araches cheered. |
Oct 21, 2005, 06:18 PM | |
No. You didn't have bold on.
Get up, shake hands with Faw and tell him to alert everyone when he can revive a dead guy. Then fall asleep on the spot.
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Oct 21, 2005, 06:31 PM | ||
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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. |
Oct 21, 2005, 06:47 PM | |
I didn't have bold on because I don't want some idiot thinking that was a real DM post.
I'm assuming you also want me to pass a lot of time. Later, that night... "Hey, Faw, wake up!" Faw woke up, yawning. "It's time." I pointed to the corpse of the canadian man. "I killed him not long after you went asleep, because I was getting bored and he looked to be getting impatient. I also took the castle bits out. Bring him back." Faw cast the spell, and the night was thrust back by the same cheesy pillar of light as last time. The canadian man rose from the ground, this time with ears that, while functional, looked like they were full of horrible wounds healed by time. In a way they were. I was feeling that my great change of heart had suddenly made me smarter. I'm sorry, I just got tired of narrating an idiot. I'll go back soon, I promise D= |
Oct 22, 2005, 04:32 AM | |
"What happened to you? With that castle?"
"It collapsed as I was... walking by." "Oh, okay. Is it yours?" "No." I looked at the collapsed fort. One of the big blocks had "Your all stupid" carved into it. It looked faintly familiar, but I couldn't exactly remember why. A magic cookie to the first person who correctly guesses what this collapsed structure was, and who made it. |
Oct 22, 2005, 08:57 AM | |
"If you follow us I might buy some chips for you."
"The chips aren't important. I asked you about chips because I thought you were talking about a party, not a Party. Look, I don't want to go around having villians try to kill me. I've died enough already." |
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