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In the meantime, I will be cheering 1337z4n on. For no reason. Huzza!
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Dec 31, 2005, 09:07 PM | ||
At least let UF get the next mining post );
Fawriel pokes the wall with his crooked spear of JUSTICE (4 damage) L33tz4n defends Talon fires once at the wall, whirls, and fires again. (4 damage) Fawriel feels sick
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Dec 31, 2005, 09:09 PM | |
Fawriel: attack wall.
L33tz4n: Northwest, West, attack Talon. EDIT: Odin, please don't do that. We need to strike now. He'll either attack L33tz4n or the wall, and either way we have Faw coming to save the day soon. I have a plan.
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Dec 31, 2005, 09:11 PM | |
odin
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Dec 31, 2005, 09:18 PM | |
I SIDES WITH TEH DEV CAUSE HE RUX AT LIFE
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Dec 31, 2005, 09:18 PM | |
DO AS HE SAYS! No one is safe from his wrath is you don't!
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Dec 31, 2005, 09:24 PM | ||
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Dec 31, 2005, 09:34 PM | ||
Fawriel pokes the wall with his crooked spear of JUSTICE (4 damage) the wall collapses L33tz4n whips Talon thrice (3 damage) Talon fires once at L33tz4n, whirls, and fires again. (4 damage) L33tz4n dies Fawriel feels sick
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Dec 31, 2005, 09:39 PM | |
I prefer Dev's.
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Dec 31, 2005, 09:43 PM | |||
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... I'm a bit sad, though, I never got to use the insulting forum image I made. Go celebrate New Years now. |
Dec 31, 2005, 09:46 PM | ||
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Dec 31, 2005, 09:46 PM | |
i'd rather have tic tacs because tactics rot your teeth ;(
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Jan 1, 2006, 04:51 AM | |
...good job?
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Jan 1, 2006, 06:16 AM | |
Bad Radium! You know nothing good ever happens when you summon your principle attack spellcasters within melee range of the enemy! I did not give the Dire Wall formsteal for you to use it while the Dire Wall is trapped in a corner and taking a beating!
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Jan 1, 2006, 07:01 AM | ||
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Jan 1, 2006, 07:16 AM | |
You know, it's a really good thing we won. You guys didn't save before the battle, you know, we would have had to go to sleep all over again.
![]() @Rad: Nice sig. I stood over my fallen enemy with my veins still full of poison. As I clung to my spear for support, it occured to me that this was probably the end. I reached out to L33tz4n and tried my best to Raise her, but it was no use; my magic was spent. "I guess... this is the end," I said with a cough. "Funny... I always pictured myself dying due to Uberbobian incompetance. Oh well... at least the first aid kit is safe..." I fell to my knees. Everything began to go dark, when suddenly the oh-so-familiar sound of an old man rowwing a canoe on solid ground reached my ears. Looking up I saw Fooruman coming to my rescue, though honestly I wasn't so sure if that was a good thing. "STONE-TASTING MAGIC, BE GONE!" he shouted as he whacked me with his oar. The awesome power of foo compelled the Frostbite venom to be purged from my veins, and the awesome power of being smacked by an oar caused me to pass out. When I finally came to, my companions were all stading over me. "He looks pretty crappy," said Uberbob. "Maybe you should hit him again." "NO!" I shouted, quickly finding the strength to leap to my feet. "It's cool! We're cool!" I then looked and saw that L33tz4n was alive and smiling widely at me. I was too confused to smile back just yet. "What happened? I thought you were all dead," I explained. "The Birdclaws Brothers said poison gas traps had been set in the bedrooms, and we couldn't get you guys to wake up." "We were all dead," said Araches. "Well, except for the FooCanoe; it never breathed in the poison." "My good friend the canoe Raised me from the dead," Fooruman added. "Then, using my ARCANE POWERS, I rammed down the door of our bedroom and came right out to save you as quickly as I could." I was beginning to think that the old man's definition of "quickly" was slightly warped. Still, I was glad to be alive, even if my head still hurt. "What happened to the dire wall in the hallway? And Plot Device?" "The wall's g0ne," said L33tz4n, "and Fooruman healed the rabbit in the restroom. He left a few minutes ago." "All these explainations are boring me," said Uberbob. "I still want to see the North Pole! C'mon everyone, follow me to... ADVENTURE!" Uberbob and the others began to leave the battlefield. L33tz4n stood by my side, watching him as he left. She was still smiling. "He's incorrigible, 1sn't he?" she said with a laugh. This time I couldn't help but smile back. "Hey, it's nice to see you loling again, L33tz4n," I said with a wink. To this remark she expressed mock indignation, and gave me a playful shove. "I'm not loling!" she said, still fighting back a chuckle. "I'm just... laughing out loud." To the East was the girls' bedroom, to the South was the Save Point, to the West was now a large hole in the wall, and North lead to more of the hallway. ![]() |
Jan 1, 2006, 07:19 AM | |
Go South, save, North.
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Jan 1, 2006, 07:24 AM | |
Pageclaim for chicken. ;o
I went South into the Save Point/bathroom and washed the smell of burnt chicken from my hands. After drying them off with one of those electronic blowdryer things that never work, I went back out into the hallway. My companions were waiting for me. "Had to go that bad, huh?" asked Uberbob. "Had to save," I replied. "Whatever, let's just go do something now," he suggested. "The bird guys were Blackraptor minions, right? Maybe we could find some clues around here, or at least steal their stuff." ![]() |
Jan 1, 2006, 07:41 AM | |
North, West, West (that will lead the party in the dining room, right?)
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Jan 1, 2006, 08:17 AM | |
North and West then.
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Jan 1, 2006, 08:38 AM | |
We went North down the hallway and West down the stairs into the dining room. The table had been cleared since dinner the previous night. Even the candlesticks and tablecloth were gone. The fire in the fireplace was still lit. To the South was the foyer, and to the West was the door the BBs had escaped through ealier.
I found it odd that this place seemed to have no windows. I suppose that's because it was originally something of a factory, but how cruel of Santa to force the elves to work without sunlight. On that note, I realized we had never seen any sign of the actual toy factory remnants. ![]() |
Jan 1, 2006, 09:34 AM | |
My friends and I traveled back up the stairs and into the hallway. Stepping through one of the massive holes in the wall, we entered the secret room where most of the battle had taken place. The Southern-fried remains of Talon and Lance still lay on the floor, and well as various bloodstains and muffin crumbs. I didn't see any way for them to have gotten in here, unless they had somehow teleported. To the back of the room was a large painting of a river, with a bronze title plaque below it. It seemed like an odd place for a painting. As I stood staring at it, I noticed a gentle humming sound, like something electronic was running nearby.
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Jan 1, 2006, 09:40 AM | |
Read the plaque. Stab the painting with your spear.
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Jan 1, 2006, 10:20 AM | |
Put the remains of Talon and Lance into the inventory.
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Jan 1, 2006, 10:35 AM | |
I read the plaque on the wall.
"Generic River Painting #756" by Thomas Kinkade As much as I would have loved to have stabbed the soulless and meaningless painting, I decided it would be stupid. The painting was in a silver frame. The glass covering the painting had smudges on its surface in two places, like someone had placed their hands upon it for one reason or another. I looked back at the remains of the Birdclaw Brothers. I guess I could have added them to my inventory, but it seemed like carrying the corpses of people I had slaughtered would force me to cross the line between warrior and homicidal maniac. ![]() |
Jan 1, 2006, 10:38 AM | |
Ask someone from the party to help you take the painting off the wall.
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