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Post by Anzhelika 'Angie' Elisaveta on Jul 28, 2015 17:26:59 GMT
Simple.
Last person to post in this thread wins!
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Post by Daniel Saotome on Jul 28, 2015 17:38:26 GMT
Well, I'll just grab the crown from you, then.
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Post by Junichi "iTchY" Kichise on Jul 28, 2015 17:41:50 GMT
YOINK. My crown now. Huzzah.
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Post by Waggleton on Jul 28, 2015 17:44:23 GMT
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Post by Anzhelika 'Angie' Elisaveta on Jul 28, 2015 17:45:51 GMT
And over here, you can see Waggle asserting his dominance in a majestic, refined manner.
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Post by Paris Eins on Jul 28, 2015 17:46:39 GMT
AHA. Who's the king now?(additional comic sans for terrible effect)
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Post by Tsuta on Jul 28, 2015 17:47:12 GMT
You do realize that a mod could lock the thread and crown themselves whenever, right?
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Post by Anzhelika 'Angie' Elisaveta on Jul 28, 2015 17:47:54 GMT
Y-you would never! D:
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Post by Zulfikar on Jul 28, 2015 17:48:34 GMT
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Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2015 18:09:09 GMT
HoNk HoNk! All hail the glow cloud!
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Post by Junichi "iTchY" Kichise on Jul 28, 2015 18:26:06 GMT
Tsuta, like Waggleton, likes to assert dominance over the mun pack. However, not even a moderator can beat Haruka's I-will-use-you-like-a-chair attitude.
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Post by Rin Shirayuki on Jul 28, 2015 18:27:46 GMT
... Taking the crown for myself.
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Post by Waggleton on Jul 28, 2015 18:34:38 GMT
Given the existence as uttered forth in the public works of Puncher and Wattmann of a personal God quaquaquaqua with white beard quaquaquaqua outside time without extension who from the heights of divine apathia divine athambia divine aphasia loves us dearly with some exceptions for reasons unknown but time will tell and suffers like the divine Miranda with those who for reasons unknown but time will tell are plunged in torment plunged in fire whose fire flames if that continues and who can doubt it will fire the firmament that is to say blast heaven to hell so blue still and calm so calm with a calm which even though intermittent is better than nothing but not so fast and considering what is more that as a result of the labours left unfinished crowned by the Acacacacademy of Anthropopopometry of Essy-in-Possy of Testew and Cunard it is established beyond all doubt all other doubt than that which clings to the labours of men that as a result of the labours unfinished of Testew and Cunard it is established as hereinafter but not so fast for reasons unknown that as a result of the public works of Puncher and Wattmann it is established beyond all doubt that in view of the labours of Fartov and Belcher left unfinished for reasons unknown of Testew and Cunard left unfinished it is established what many deny that man in Possy of Testew and Cunard that man in Essy that man in short that man in brief in spite of the strides of alimentation and defecation is seen to waste and pine waste and pine and concurrently simultaneously what is more for reasons unknown in spite of the strides of physical culture the practice of sports such as tennis football running cycling swimming flying floating riding gliding conating camogie skating tennis of all kinds dying flying sports of all sorts autumn summer winter winter tennis of all kinds hockey of all sorts penicilline and succedanea in a word I resume and concurrently simultaneously for reasons unknown to shrink and dwindle in spite of the tennis I resume flying gliding golf over nine and eighteen holes tennis of all sorts in a word for reasons unknown in Feckham Peckham Fulham Clapham namely concurrently simultaneously what is more for reasons unknown but time will tell to shrink and dwindle I resume Fulham Clapham in a word the dead loss per caput since the death of Bishop Berkeley being to the tune of one inch four ounce per caput approximately by and large more or less to the nearest decimal good measure round figures stark naked in the stockinged feet in Connemara in a word for reasons unknown no matter what matter the facts are there and considering what is more much more grave that in the light of the labours lost of Steinweg and Peterman it appears what is more much more grave that in the light the light the light of the labours lost of Steinweg and Peterman that in the plains in the mountains by the seas by the rivers running water running fire the air is the same and than the earth namely the air and then the earth in the great cold the great dark the air and the earth abode of stones in the great cold alas alas in the year of their Lord six hundred and something the air the earth the sea the earth abode of stones in the great deeps the great cold an sea on land and in the air I resume for reasons unknown in spite of the tennis the facts are there but time will tell I resume alas alas on on in short in fine on on abode of stones who can doubt it I resume but not so fast I resume the skull to shrink and waste and concurrently simultaneously what is more for reasons unknown in spite of the tennis on on the beard the flames the tears the stones so blue so calm alas alas on on the skull the skull the skull the skull in Connemara in spite of the tennis the labours abandoned left unfinished graver still abode of stones in a word I resume alas alas abandoned unfinished the skull the skull in Connemara in spite of the tennis the skull alas the stones Cunard (mêlée, final vociferations) tennis... the stones... so calm... Cunard... unfinished.
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Post by Anzhelika 'Angie' Elisaveta on Jul 28, 2015 18:36:14 GMT
This thread may have been a mistake.. what have I done?
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Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2015 20:45:37 GMT
I often wonder the above when I create ships on my wall/great marina And if we're quoting
The woman from Italy is arriving today. / Nothing can stop her from coming this way. / She will not hear pleading. / She cares not for succor. / She is the woman from Italy. / Bow low before her. / All the children in town / know to hide in their rooms. / The adults have forgotten. / They’ll recall all too soon. / Her hands are like storm clouds / with lightning-quick talons. / All before is a murmur. / All after is silence.
The woman from Italy is with us this evening. / We hide and we shudder but there is no deceiving. / She exhales must and steam, she poisons the air. / Say you have a family - say it! She doesn’t care. / The woman from Italy delights in your pain. / She asks just one favor but asks again and again. / “Do you think you could…? No rush, just a moment.” / Give in, screaming to eternally burning torment.
The woman from Italy, oh end of all things. / She has seen the fall of Babylon. / She has drunk the blood of kings. / Her robes are shadow, her eyes are dusk, / her voice is amber and chalk dust and rust. / The woman from Italy has honed in on your scent ./ She seeks out your refuge - oh yes, she knows where you went. / It’s your skin that she wants, bound and browned into leather. / But first, pre-decease, I give you the weather.
The woman from Italy - oh, merciful goddess! / Her victims are legion, but this evening, they’re not us! / We grab grateful breaths from the night-shaded air / Bated breaths, fearful breaths, but breathe deep - nothing there. / The woman from Italy is gone, but then not for always. / She waits behind doors and at the end of dark hallways. / She follows no logic, exists solely for spite, / but you are safe for now, dear listener, so good night, Night Vale. Good night
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