TTK12G3 on 18/4/2005 at 19:13
Like this, except better:
He is lost in his mind.
He is beyond the tree.
His spirit taken by the plumsie vine.
It was probably too much LSD.
-Keeper Allen, trying to explain away his running around naked with his undergarments on his head while streching out his arms making bird noises within the halls of the scribarium with a poorly formed poem.
...yeah this thread isn't going to last long...
Bronze Griffin on 18/4/2005 at 19:16
He had lost the ability to swim...
...which he found very odd.
- The Book of Garrett
Hammer
Hammer
Hammer
Bang Smash Crack!
- The Smith-In-Exile
TTK12G3 on 18/4/2005 at 19:32
Much better than mine...well...
If the conversation is finished,
and there is nothing left to say...
...then why the f**k monkeys are they still looking at me?!
HM?! Why?! Answer that mystery damn it!!!
Can't can you?
Yeah! I do win!
Wha? You really don't know?
Come on. Come on!
Answer it!!! Answer it!!! AHHHHHH!!!!!
-Keeper Artememavariustembuktoyamaba- Last week's office....big giant room with SOUND....party.
byrofish on 18/4/2005 at 19:38
The enforcers hunt with utmost stealth.
Neither seen nor heard by their vict....
(Interrupted by sound of the enforcers killing everything that moves)
Sigh.
Frustrated trainer of the Keeper Enforcers.
Bronze Griffin on 18/4/2005 at 19:39
"Before death came, the liars were made to feast upon the hands of the thieves,
and the thieves were made to ingest the tongues of their liar brothers, and we
praised the Master Builder for his judgements.
Then we played a game where you have to throw your Hammer the furthest,
Saint Brennor the Wise was the worst at throwing his hammer and we didst mock the saint and he didst smite us with his magical hammers which flew towards us from his most holy hands, and we praised the Saint Brennor for his achivements."
- The Hammer Book of Tenets
Renzatic on 18/4/2005 at 19:40
Life is darkness
A bleak winters pall
My soul is black
Underneath it all
My mom and dad
they do not understand
why I am
a Marilyn Manson fan.
-prelude to Bucket Get.
Bronze Griffin on 18/4/2005 at 19:46
"From unknown origins they came
They live isolated beyond the city
The extent of their arcane power is unknown
We must be very cautious in dealing with them
Close observation must continue.
I continued to stare at the Mages and they told me
To 'Taff Off'. Offended and hurt I wept and shouted
At them. So they poked me with sticks and laughed
As they danced round me in a circle. 'Smelly Keeper!
Smelly Keeper!' They shouted. Then I fled.
SEND IN THE ASSASINS!!! "
-- Keeper Xavier, Treatise on Mages
TTK12G3 on 18/4/2005 at 19:56
"Are you sure?"
- Brother Gullible, right before he tried to take on a haunt with a pixie stick.
Bronze Griffin on 18/4/2005 at 19:56
"Hey Lady Van Vernon,
Fancy some kinky machine sex?
Meet me at Soulforge, Midnight."
-- Karras, private correspondence
Eurgh! Creepy. :eww:
Fingernail on 18/4/2005 at 19:58
We shall all rise at the crack of dawn;
and look upon the builder's divine creation
and shalt utter unto ourselves:
"Tis alright, I suppose, given that he was working with the Dark Engine"