plz yahtzee take this into consideration for the next game plz
#18
Posted 07 September 2006 - 07:52 AM
(Too late for that, I guess, since we're probably all either there, or under "Cocksuckers".)
This post has been edited by David-kyo: 07 September 2006 - 07:52 AM
#20
Posted 07 September 2006 - 09:43 PM
If you were talking about me, I already read the whole punctuation article. I can't see what is wrong with my punctuation, I didn't attack anyone with exclamation marks nor with n00b h4ckz l4ngu4g3, and I haven't use any numbers!
If you were not talking about me then nevermind.
#21
Posted 08 September 2006 - 02:13 AM
But nevermind, I just wanted to clarify things a bit.
This post has been edited by David-kyo: 08 September 2006 - 02:16 AM
#22
Posted 08 September 2006 - 02:38 AM
But nevermind, I just wanted to clarify things a bit.
Okay then, next time I'll keep this in mind. If you haven't noticed yet, I'm trying real hard already.
(k then next time ill keep this in mind, if u haven't noticed yet um tryin real hard already)
I get the point.
This post has been edited by invalid: 08 September 2006 - 02:41 AM
#23
Posted 08 September 2006 - 06:56 PM
<!--quoteo(post=169306:date=Aug 10 2007, 11:03 AM:name=Legion)--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (Legion @ Aug 10 2007, 11:03 AM) <a href="index.php?act=findpost&pid=169306"><{POST_SNAPBACK}></a></div><div class='quotemain'><!--quotec--><!--fonto:Arial--><span style="font-family:Arial"><!--/fonto--><!--coloro:#483D8B--><span style="color:#483D8B"><!--/coloro--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->So why the unholy flying purple donkeypunching fuck will it not work on yours? Just what kind of machine are you running there? Your toaster?<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc--><!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd-->
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#24
Posted 10 September 2006 - 04:08 PM
Quoting other forumers in your signature seems to be the latest craze around here...
My Last.FM profile.
#25
Posted 11 September 2006 - 09:40 AM
Chzo. That name made Amiel's father tremble. He had heard many horrible stories about druids trying to summon demons. The worst ones were about druids trying to summon Chzo. The lucky ones died first. The unlucky ones could still be alive.
The elder said "I know Cabadath's presumption. If he is trying to summon such a thing, we must wait for the worst."
"What do you mean?", Amiel said.
Suddently, they heard many loud noises outside. Horses, swords, screams. The romans! They have returned, looking for survivors to enslave.
The elder went scared. There was no time for the invisibility ritual. He saw the roman brutality. He knew very well what would they do if they see such a beaultiful woman. Desperately, he opened his chest. Clothes, amulets, scrolls, it had to be there somewhere. It was there. The Golden Dagger, payment for having healed the celtic king once.
The screams were very near. They saw the hut. No time to escape. Then, the old man took his last chances.
When the romans entered, all they saw was the old man talking to a golden knife and a dead woman body on the floor, a red wound in her heart.
The elder completed the ritual. No her soul and mind were in the dagger. He tought the romans would not prision him, due to his age. When they leave, he would summon her soul back to her body.
Yes, the romans did not want any old prisioner. He was killed by an well aimed arrow. (to be continued...)
#26
Posted 11 September 2006 - 10:37 AM
EDIT: Anyway, how could the elder think the Romans would not take away a GOLDEN knife from him? If they didn't, why?
This post has been edited by David-kyo: 11 September 2006 - 10:40 AM
#27
Posted 12 September 2006 - 11:24 AM
Chzo woke up one morning and realized that his poptarts were cold. So he went to the Prince, the Tall Man, Cabadath, and bitch-slapped him upside the head. "FOOL!" he shouted, "YOU LET MY POPTARTS GET COLD!" So the Tall Man cried like a whiny girl and ran outside to get the FIRES OF HELL to reheat Chzo's poptarts. Then Yahtzee showed up and said "twats" and everything caught on fire. After which, Trilby ran around in a circle until John Defoe broke down the door and ate him.
And then John was a zombie.
#29
Posted 14 September 2006 - 04:24 PM
The elder was, actually, completing the soul movement ritual. Before that, he used a very special spell on the dagger to prevent any kind of demons from seeing it. Now, not even Chzo and his magic could locate it . The elder died believing that his daughter's soul would be safe from evil hands.
But it was not safe from the greed of the men. The roman commander of that legion kept the Dagger for himself, for it was too valuable to be let there.
It was indeed valuable. The blade was made of very pure gold and it was very sharp due to no usage. There was a beaultiful blue gem, an amethist, attached to its side. And the rest was made of copper.
He took it to house in Rome, planning to sell it. But his wife wanted to keep it because, as she told him, it somehow calmed her down. It was true: A woman's anxiety disappeared temporarly if she touched the golden weapon. But it didn't work on men.
Along the centuries, the Golden Dagger decorated many furnitures of many rich women: queens, princesses, actreesses... and even a spaceship commander's wife.
Meanwhile, a very special tree was growing in the Clanbronwin Island. Inside it, a miserable soul of a druid. He suffered every day, every hour, when he thought about his wife. Where could she be? Was she fine? Did she marry again? Did she just die? He knew that her presence would take that pain away. But there was no answer. There was no sound, no light, nothing. Once he tried to remember her so hard that he started dreaming. He dreamed about her in his arms, he remembered her hair, her soft skin, her smile... And then, BANG! Was was that? BANG, again. BANG, BANG, BANG! Someone waked him up with an axe... (not to be continued)
This post has been edited by Nostaw: 14 September 2006 - 04:27 PM
#30
Posted 14 September 2006 - 07:31 PM