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mole
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« Reply #1 on: December 02, 2005, 07:34:03 PM » |
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ooo! ive moved house *puts in new one*
i remember the risk game on here
(added 3 new ones, see if you can find them)
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Yiff Hunter says:
and the last question do u get a sudden eye twicth and shudder wen i say :
CLEAN?
RipperRoo says:
yes
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rite ive declared u imorally peasant like |
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« Reply #2 on: December 03, 2005, 01:46:43 AM » |
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LOL! didn't read half of those before
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Drauka
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« Reply #3 on: December 03, 2005, 06:32:40 AM » |
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There is a little red dot near my house. Cool.
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Signature:
I am;
A Labourless Peasant, (Damning, Rambling, Aspiring, Unenlightening, King of Anything)
A Masked Faceless, (Diabolical Reliable Assassin of the Underworld, Knowledgeable in the mimickable Arts.)
A Soldier of Sand, Deplorable and Dutiful. Rugged yet Refined. United, and Undeniable. Austere yet Amendable. Kind, and Kingly. Arduous yet Amiable.
A General of the Fallen Legion, (I led my forces into the Deep, we Ran to Assault the Undefeated Keep. Admirably my men crashed like a wave to a ship. the ground shook with our marching and caused me to slip. I fell and later I began to wake. the ground again began to shake, but this time every one fell... Into the Lord’s precipice of hell, here I am damned to forever fall into the abyss.)
A King of the Fallen Nation, (Death stalks his murky streets. Rats run rampant to their Abundant feasts. The Undead stalk the boarders at night. the King, though fallen, has yet to be defeated in a fight. No nation dares intrude upon the unrelenting king. For they fear the horrors his merciless wrath would bring. People fear to leave his nation, and also to Arrive. But his people are just as relentless and resialiant, they strive to survive.) “The Nation of Steel Will Never Yield.”
An Emperor [span style=\'color:green\']of the Anarchists, (Dispiteous Reaper of Atrocion, Underestimated Kaiser of Ambition)
A God [span style=\'color:green\']of the Faithless[/span], (Defiance, I will never allow. Reliance, I will never allow. Assurance, I will never give. Understanding, I will never give. Killing I will never explain. Always basking, in paradox.)
I am: The Dead, The Underworld, and Death.
I am... Drauka.
[/span]
-Remorse for there is naught left to remorse for.
-We are the metaphorical whores of a new generaltion.
-Again metaphors that means people sit silent and still.
-Ah, this life is just my chessboard, and you are just my pawn.
-Feel the fucking fire rise, up and above and past your eyes.
Jason H. Fredricks'
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Galmort
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« Reply #4 on: December 03, 2005, 08:10:46 AM » |
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hehehe...crazy germans
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« Reply #5 on: December 03, 2005, 09:02:27 AM » |
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This is fun
*click*click*click* :hehe:
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*was here
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« Reply #6 on: December 03, 2005, 08:31:39 PM » |
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ooh! I remember this!  if anybody does anything in the water, there will be a shark placed near it |
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mole
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« Reply #7 on: December 04, 2005, 01:18:38 AM » |
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funny... i was looking for the sharks and placing things near them :devil:
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Yiff Hunter says:
and the last question do u get a sudden eye twicth and shudder wen i say :
CLEAN?
RipperRoo says:
yes
Yiff Hunter says:
rite ive declared u imorally peasant like |
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Lord Lanair
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« Reply #8 on: December 04, 2005, 08:55:16 AM » |
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Heh I remember this... I also remember that I have no clue how to add dots. <_<
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- I'm scissors. Nerf rock. Paper's fine.
-It's not the mind control that kills people; it's the fall damage.
-Que sera, sera.
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« Reply #9 on: December 04, 2005, 03:53:19 PM » |
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Heh I remember this... I also remember that I have no clue how to add dots. <_< And the fact that at the bottom it says: Enter your name, then click your position:
Click on map without name filled to refresh. Doesn't actually give anything away? |
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« Reply #10 on: December 04, 2005, 07:02:32 PM » |
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funny... i was looking for the sharks and placing things near them :devil: I see. Engage defense mechanism! |
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« Reply #11 on: December 04, 2005, 08:29:30 PM » |
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Somebody drew a smilie in the water.  |
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mole
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« Reply #12 on: December 04, 2005, 11:36:13 PM » |
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I see. Engage defense mechanism! problem solved |
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Yiff Hunter says:
and the last question do u get a sudden eye twicth and shudder wen i say :
CLEAN?
RipperRoo says:
yes
Yiff Hunter says:
rite ive declared u imorally peasant like |
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matt_the_shark
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« Reply #13 on: December 06, 2005, 04:56:54 AM » |
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Somebody drew a smilie in the water. hola engage defense mechanism number two! :sword: |
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Drauka
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« Reply #14 on: January 03, 2006, 09:12:17 PM » |
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I edited the smilie |
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Signature:
I am;
A Labourless Peasant, (Damning, Rambling, Aspiring, Unenlightening, King of Anything)
A Masked Faceless, (Diabolical Reliable Assassin of the Underworld, Knowledgeable in the mimickable Arts.)
A Soldier of Sand, Deplorable and Dutiful. Rugged yet Refined. United, and Undeniable. Austere yet Amendable. Kind, and Kingly. Arduous yet Amiable.
A General of the Fallen Legion, (I led my forces into the Deep, we Ran to Assault the Undefeated Keep. Admirably my men crashed like a wave to a ship. the ground shook with our marching and caused me to slip. I fell and later I began to wake. the ground again began to shake, but this time every one fell... Into the Lord’s precipice of hell, here I am damned to forever fall into the abyss.)
A King of the Fallen Nation, (Death stalks his murky streets. Rats run rampant to their Abundant feasts. The Undead stalk the boarders at night. the King, though fallen, has yet to be defeated in a fight. No nation dares intrude upon the unrelenting king. For they fear the horrors his merciless wrath would bring. People fear to leave his nation, and also to Arrive. But his people are just as relentless and resialiant, they strive to survive.) “The Nation of Steel Will Never Yield.”
An Emperor [span style=\'color:green\']of the Anarchists, (Dispiteous Reaper of Atrocion, Underestimated Kaiser of Ambition)
A God [span style=\'color:green\']of the Faithless[/span], (Defiance, I will never allow. Reliance, I will never allow. Assurance, I will never give. Understanding, I will never give. Killing I will never explain. Always basking, in paradox.)
I am: The Dead, The Underworld, and Death.
I am... Drauka.
[/span]
-Remorse for there is naught left to remorse for.
-We are the metaphorical whores of a new generaltion.
-Again metaphors that means people sit silent and still.
-Ah, this life is just my chessboard, and you are just my pawn.
-Feel the fucking fire rise, up and above and past your eyes.
Jason H. Fredricks'
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