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Sorry Inacio, you was late :(
Anyway, gratz Laurn :D :D :D[/QUOTE]
told you i never win, hug.
[QUOTE=hug9000;20824530][IMG]http://img683.imageshack.us/img683/6395/semttulovu.jpg[/IMG]
Sorry Inacio, you was late :(
Anyway, gratz Laurn :D :D :D
also 50 secs late rate me clocks :([/QUOTE]
YAY Almost first
ALMOST :(
Who is Laurn?
I was second, [b]DARN[/b]
[url=http://www.facepunch.com/member.php?u=235504]Laurn's profile. He helps on L4D2 Mod's Emporium.[/url].
:arghfist::golfclap:
[QUOTE=hug9000;20824605][url=http://www.facepunch.com/member.php?u=235504]Laurn's profile. He helps on L4D2 Mod's Emporium.[/url].[/QUOTE]
Ah well, you win some you lose some.
[QUOTE=Dr_MadMan;20824722]Ah well, you win some you lose some.[/QUOTE]
Unless you are me, then you lose everything.
[QUOTE=sink257;20824759]Unless you are me, then you lose everything.[/QUOTE]
we are one in the same.
[quote] Glorious Moneymaker felt a stabbing pain in his prostate when Saxaphonius Giftanius asked this. In a moment of disbelief, he realized that he had hidden the Diamonds right by his oscillating fan.[/quote]
Lolwut
Anyway, 'night GGT. :)
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[B]Solid_jake, how have you been hanging man?[/B]
I've been neglected and I've ran into a state of depression
[B]That's the spir- that's messed up dude[/B]
BUT THAT'S OVER NOW SO IT'S TIME TO HOST A RAFFLE
[B]:buddy: YEAAAAAAAAAAAAH For what now?[/B]
A 10$ game, sounds reasonable right?
[B]Yeah, now how do I enter?[/B]
Well this will require eff-
[B]:sigh: I thought you realized by now that everyone is lazy and will not participate[/B]
Well this is going to be and easy effort raffle, anyone can do it!
[B]Okay, continue.[/B]
Well, go to [url=http://www.the-elite.net/---/story/]this website[/url] and fill in the feilds with the hero's name as "Saxaphonius Giftanius" and the rest can be whatever you want. Then PM me the story after you've finished. For 1 extra slot, draw a scene from the story.
[B]Heh, sounds cool[/B]
It'll be entertaining for me as well.
[B]Well, I'm on it.[/B]
You better be :argh:
[B]And what a way to start a page![/B]
[editline]12:02AM[/editline]
Oh jobby[/QUOTE]
Repost
When's it over?
[QUOTE=^0mKTank;20824899]When's it over?[/QUOTE]
never.
Night thread.
Jake, when does the raffle end?
Whenever I say it does so people don't go "Oh hey, I'll do it 1 hour before it ends"
k. *chews gum and awaits food*
[QUOTE=solid_jake;20825625]Whenever I say it does so people don't go "Oh hey, I'll do it 1 hour before it ends"[/QUOTE]
Good idea.
[QUOTE=The Evil;20819423]Windosill? :D[/QUOTE]
It's cool :) :hf: I gifted that game to someone in here :)
I have a 1-month Xbox Live gold code. Send me a PM/
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Gone
I love how this is still up, it makes me proud to see there are some nice people out there.
No posts for 31 minutes on the 31st page.
CONSPIRACY
[QUOTE=^0mKTank;20827708]No posts for 31 minutes on the 31st page.
CONSPIRACY[/QUOTE]
[img]http://www.facepunch.com/image.php?u=255825&dateline=1268633961[/img]
Can someone check my stream real quick and tell me if the quality is good?
[url]http://www.livestream.com/chichenlol[/url]
[QUOTE=Murdoco;20828313]Can someone check my stream real quick and tell me if the quality is good?
[url]http://www.livestream.com/chichenlol[/url][/QUOTE]
I've seen better, but for a stream it's pretty good.
[code]It all started when our hyphen-happy protagonist, Saxaphonius Giftanius, woke up in a foxy forest. It was the fifth time it had happened. Feeling abnormally puzzled, Saxaphonius Giftanius slapped a dangerous oil-soaked rag, thinking it would make him feel better (but as usual, it did not). In a blinding moment of misguided bravado, he realized that his beloved cookie jar was missing! Immediately he called his favorite Mormon, Mobrockers. Saxaphonius Giftanius had known Mobrockers for (plus or minus) 153 years, the majority of which were flamboyant ones. Mobrockers was unique. He was intelligent though sometimes a little... clueless. Saxaphonius Giftanius called him anyway, for the situation was urgent.
Mobrockers picked up to a very nervous Saxaphonius Giftanius. Mobrockers calmly assured him that most Indonesian devil cats turn red before mating, yet Indonesian devil cats usually indiscriminately belch *after* mating. He had no idea what that meant; he was only concerned with distracting Saxaphonius Giftanius. Why was Mobrockers trying to distract Saxaphonius Giftanius? Because he had snuck out from Saxaphonius Giftanius's with the cookie jar only two days prior. It was a curious little cookie jar... how could he resist?
It didn't take long before Saxaphonius Giftanius got back to the subject at hand: his cookie jar. Mobrockers panicked. Relunctantly, Mobrockers invited him over, assuring him they'd find the cookie jar. Saxaphonius Giftanius grabbed his elephant and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Mobrockers realized that he was in trouble. He had to find a place to hide the cookie jar and he had to do it thoughtfully. He figured that if Saxaphonius Giftanius took the pimp fresh, candy-painted 'Lac, he had take at least ten minutes before Saxaphonius Giftanius would get there. But if he took the Parachute? Then Mobrockers would be scarcely screwed.
Before he could come up with any reasonable ideas, Mobrockers was interrupted by eight selfish Care Bears that were lured by his cookie jar. Mobrockers sneezed; 'Not again', he thought. Feeling displeased, he fearlessly reached for his live hand grenade and skillfully punched every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the lemur-infested moor, squealing with discontent. He exhaled with relief. That's when he heard the Parachute rolling up. It was Saxaphonius Giftanius.
----o0o----
As he pulled up, he felt a sense of urgency. He had had to make an unscheduled stop at Big Lots to pick up a 12-pack of carrots, so he knew he was running late. With a careful leap, Saxaphonius Giftanius was out of the Parachute and went exotically jaunting toward Mobrockers's front door. Meanwhile inside, Mobrockers was panicking. Not thinking, he tossed the cookie jar into a box of bananas and then slid the box behind his hammock. Mobrockers was worried but at least the cookie jar was concealed. The doorbell rang.
'Come in,' Mobrockers sassily purred. With a hasty push, Saxaphonius Giftanius opened the door. 'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some abrasive coke fiend in a rice rocket,' he lied. 'It's fine,' Mobrockers assured him. Saxaphonius Giftanius took a seat about two saucy furlongs from where Mobrockers had hidden the cookie jar. Mobrockers yawned trying unsuccessfully to hide his nervousness. 'Uhh, can I get you anything?' he blurted. But Saxaphonius Giftanius was distracted. Before anyone could take off their pants, Mobrockers noticed a oafish look on Saxaphonius Giftanius's face. Saxaphonius Giftanius slowly opened his mouth to speak.
'...What's that smell?'
Mobrockers felt a stabbing pain in his love handle when Saxaphonius Giftanius asked this. In a moment of disbelief, he realized that he had hidden the cookie jar right by his oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't smell anything..!' A lie. A pestering look started to form on Saxaphonius Giftanius's face. He turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's gerbils from when she used to have pet spotted wolf hamsters. She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. Saxaphonius Giftanius nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Mobrockers could react, Saxaphonius Giftanius skillfully lunged toward the box and opened it. The cookie jar was plainly in view.
Saxaphonius Giftanius stared at Mobrockers for what what must've been seven days. Before the all-seeing eyes of a perpetually displeased diety, Mobrockers groped surreptitiously in Saxaphonius Giftanius's direction, clearly desperate. Saxaphonius Giftanius grabbed the cookie jar and bolted for the door. It was locked. Mobrockers let out a saucy chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Saxaphonius Giftanius,' he rebuked. Mobrockers always had been a little pestering, so Saxaphonius Giftanius knew that reconciliation was not an option; he needed to escape before Mobrockers did something crazy, like... start chucking potatos at him or something. Like a drunken sailor at happy hour, he gripped his cookie jar tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels.
Mobrockers looked on, blankly. 'What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.' Silence from Saxaphonius Giftanius. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame three days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly he felt a tinge of concern for Saxaphonius Giftanius. 'Oh. You ..okay?' Still silence. Mobrockers walked over to the window and looked down. Saxaphonius Giftanius was gone.
----o0o----
Just yonder, Saxaphonius Giftanius was struggling to make his way through the foxy forest behind Mobrockers's place. Saxaphonius Giftanius had severely hurt his love handle during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength. Another pack of feral Care Bears suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the cookie jar. One by one they latched on to Saxaphonius Giftanius. Already weakened from his injury, Saxaphonius Giftanius yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed. The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of Care Bears running off with his cookie jar.
About six hours later, Saxaphonius Giftanius awoke, his ear throbbing. It was dark and Saxaphonius Giftanius did not know where he was. Deep in the inhospitable lemur-infested moor, Saxaphonius Giftanius was ridiculously lost. Before the all-seeing eyes of a perpetually displeased diety, he remembered that his cookie jar was taken by the Care Bears. But at that point, he was just thankful for his life. That's when, to his horror, a bloated Care Bear emerged from the secret vineyard. It was the alpha Care Bear. Saxaphonius Giftanius opened his mouth to scream but was cut short when the Care Bear sunk its teeth into Saxaphonius Giftanius's double chin. With a faint groan, the life escaped from Saxaphonius Giftanius's lungs, but not before he realized that he was a failure.
Less than three miles away, Mobrockers was entombed by anguish over the loss of the cookie jar. 'MY PRECIOUS!!' he cried, as he reached for a sharpened ninja star. With a apt thrust, he buried it deeply into his fingernail. As the room began to fade to black, he thought about Saxaphonius Giftanius... wishing he had found the courage to tell him that he loved him. But he would die alone that day. All that remained was the cookie jar that had turned them against each other, ultimately causing their demise. And as the dew on melancholy sappling branches began to reflect the dawn's reddish glare, all that could be heard was the chilling cry of distant Care Bears, desecrating all things sacred to virtuous men, and perpetuating an evil that would reign for centuries to come. Our heroes would've lived unhappily ever after, but they were too busy being dead. So, no one lived forever after, the end. :'([/code]
Its to long for a PM, so have to post it.
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