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Post by Rider on Jul 26, 2005 10:37:25 GMT -5
Ishmale91: Rider is as smelly as a troll's foot! Ishmale91: I think saying all this is as safe as poking a sleeping dragon in the eye Ishmale91: ... Rider is as ugly as a dragon *giggles* Ishmale91: What frightens me is that you know have the power to hurt me. Ishmale91: So I'm going to shut up Ishmale91: RIDER IS GREAT! ... XD You're doing this to yourself, Ish. Rider's Revenge is...
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Post by Rider on Jul 26, 2005 20:11:12 GMT -5
You guys just HAVE to mess with EVERYTHING, you can't stop and smell the roses without god-modding them into man-eating carnivorous flowers, can you? YOU MAKE ME SICK!!! ...Ooh, fondue! *Eats* I so saw that coming. And what shall we call our sired galaxy? Wait, so Ken and Wanderer gave birth to a galaxy together? >__> *snicker* So there's something installing on my computer and I don't know if it's the right thing or if it's even really installing or just making noise and I'm only 30% sure it won't destroy my machine. ...... I declare it LUNCH TIME! *runs off* And it's raining on my birthday! ;D It's raining men? ! [glow=red,2,300]You shall never be as bad as I am.[/glow] ... Oh, did you say something? *BRICK'D* What'd I do? *BRICK'D*
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Post by Rider on Jul 29, 2005 16:09:27 GMT -5
I need to do something about that birthmark of mine before it lands me on any more maps. >_> Change her custom title and profile. But you can't do that cause she's a higher mod rank than you. So I'm going to go with this: Annoy! Like sending her a PM like this: LEEKO! LEEKO! LEEKO! BOPPITTYBOPPITTYBOPPITTYBOPPITTYBOPPITTYBOPPITTYBOPPITTYBOPPITTY! Reeeeeaaaaawr beep beep! Reeeeeaaaaawr beep beep! VROOOM! MEEEPITZ! [glow=red,2,300]-Regarding my plan of revenge against Patjade 'cause she changed "Admin Faerie" to "Admin Ninja."[/glow] Psst... psssst... guys... <__< >__> Don't tell him I told you... but... Huggsy's the cheerful one in the white dress...It seems that I have sown mayhem... Something tells me you take more delight in that idea than should legally be allowed. ... I guess I'm Doctor/Scientist then... Cheer up! That could be a cool job! I mean, you get to be near needles, and hold down patients while you mercilessly jab them! ^^ Yup. ^^ And treat alien diseases and which could infect my skin and crawl up my veins into the core of my body where I slowly, painfully rot over decades as my skin bubbles and pops while my eyes slowly sink down into their sockets and every joint in my body starts to crumble in big, bloody chunks that drop gradually to the floor like raindrops on a cieling, and my fingernails would start to slip from their places and my stomach would explode. Wow. I didn't think I could do that. That was disturbing.
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Post by Patjade on Jul 30, 2005 10:02:06 GMT -5
At least I didn't make Jedi Mini-mods... That would be so cool! But Punchbag Bob fits, since we are now helplessly caught in the middle of the old Pirate/Ninja conflict... Kiddo: You love Ninja's more! Rider: No no no! Pirates drink, eat, sleep, and blow stuff up all day! Plus they get to put big poofy hats on, and say "HARRRR!" Kiddo: Sharp pointy objects of death. Need I say more? Rider: Aye, there be some smiting about to come down upon ye. Kiddo: *snarl* *uses Wanderer for a meat shield* Rider: A necessary loss, me hearty. *aims cannon at Wanderer* Wanderer: Dear Lord, I hope my life insurance policy went through...
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Post by Rider on Jul 30, 2005 20:36:04 GMT -5
I am deadly with nunchucks... to myself. [glow=red,2,300]This one gets a post all to itself.[/glow]
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Post by Patjade on Jul 30, 2005 21:27:29 GMT -5
XDDDDDDDDD NEOPIAN TIMES HEADLINES: ILLUSEN TOO DESPERATE Considering the lack of male Faeries, Illusen has been trying by hook or by crook, to get a boyfriend, even with her skimpy outfit. In the end, she finally went off the deep end and decided to go with Skarl. As such, she gloats over having accomplished something faster than Jhudora, meaning their long rivalry was over who'd get hooked first.
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Post by Kiddo on Jul 31, 2005 10:54:20 GMT -5
Unfortunately, killing off Kiddo is a cliché, so the bullet hit her leg instead.
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Post by Rider on Jul 31, 2005 15:56:05 GMT -5
Yes, an NTWF group hug would result in the death of a good hundred members or so... ...And I'm sure a few of those deaths would be caused by the fact it would be an opportune moment to shove kunai to the backs of some people on hitlists. XD XD No comment.
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Post by Rider on Aug 1, 2005 9:54:05 GMT -5
A perfect way to start the day Just make sure Nick doesn't see it. Then he'll chase both me and you. Here I have some more of his thongs. Fyora's. Michael Jackson's. Stevie Wonder's. And Bill Cosby's.
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Post by Rider on Aug 1, 2005 10:16:36 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Woo her. *hands Ish flowers, chocolates, and a puppy* Give these to her.[/glow] *stares at the puppy* ... He looks tasty. Gail will love it
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Post by Rider on Aug 1, 2005 11:06:50 GMT -5
Oooh, look, a rabbit! Another one for my soup! *scoops up the rabbit* Come, my dear rabbit, you can be boiled into the soupy goodness with Moomoojee. =D [glow=red,2,300]... *hops away* Heeeeelp![/glow] *chases with a carrot* Wait little rabbit, come back and get your premature death carrot! A nice, yummy, harmless bribe carrot!
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Post by Patjade on Aug 1, 2005 20:50:54 GMT -5
And this kind of stuff DOES go on in the PM's. I call it a sideshow... You Say Potato, I Say Potato... PATJADE: A deal? With what? WHo? Where? PATRICK: With a potato, named Josephine, in the little cave by the meadow!! PATJADE: I'm not sure whether to call Scotland Yard or Josephine's parents! PATRICK: "Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Potato?" PATJADE: That's Po-TAH-to. They're real high-class Spuds, and not your regular mashed variety. PATRICK: Sweet potatoes? Or are they? PATJADE: Well, I remember Mr. Potato claim "I Yam what I Yam" when he was accused to getting a-head. PATRICK: Sure, just watch yourself. They have eyes in the back of their heads. PATJADE: That's putting it mildly! I heard they also have a son named Chip. PATRICK: But their address is 123 Sacks Avenue ^-^ PATJADE: It's on the corner with Fry lane, Boise, Idaho... PATRICK: ... In this heat, they're lucky they're not baked! PATJADE: The entire family is half-baked. PATRICK: And the other half? PATJADE: Mashed. Why, I just saw the son, Spud, singing "I Only Have Eyes For You" to his Sweetie the other day. He's a regular chip off the ol' spud, he is. Then the mother was diagnosed with a particular nasty tuber. I am sure the family is worried over that. PATRICK: www.picture-newsletter.com/vegetables/potatoes.jpgThey have a big family ^-^ Their graveyard smells of french fries, I don't understand it ;-; PATJADE: Hey, I recognize that one in the middle! I thought he was ousted from the family for being a "commontater". And do you know how to get on the good side of that large one there? Butter him up! And what about the groovy one right there? He said he digs everything! PATRICK: Hm, you're a sharp one... but not as sharp as Mr. Potato Head! He's a Harvard scholar PATJADE: Kinda like a Spudweiser? PATRICK: ... Spud Lite PATJADE: Hands you a potato with a candle embedded in it. PATRICK: Holy Potato. PATJADE: No, that's a Popato... PATRICK: A papal potato... PATJADE: OK, I ran out of steam here. You win. I'm mashed. I would have been boiling mad, but I fried my brain.
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Post by Rider on Aug 2, 2005 7:07:01 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Total reset. *brain is still reeling* Thanks to our 'total reset', I was distracted and got water all over me while I was washing my face. Thank you, Stal. XD[/glow] XD So everything is now null and void?... Wow. And the paranoia as women all over the Tabloids start to sharpen their guy-spears and go hunting. XD
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Post by Stal on Aug 2, 2005 11:47:37 GMT -5
...Oh to hell with it. It's about time I did some crazy and weird. *snogs Rider*
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Post by Rider on Aug 2, 2005 17:40:45 GMT -5
It's been a long time since I was here, everything is so different! Rider, look how much you've grown... no, wait, I'm just shorter. On the bright side, since the tabloids were reset, this will be a chance to make a good "first" impression! *Pants fall down, revealing heart-patterned boxers* Well, I guess it could be worse... *piano lands on him* See?
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