Are you guys always like this? *Sigh* I wish I still had my doctor...
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Are you guys always like this? *Sigh* I wish I still had my doctor...
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The lord is telling me that there is much evil in those pictures Yoyoma.
-sits back and polishes shotgun-
Yes, any day now, heaven will come down to earth and the Lord will call on me to deal with the forces of Satan.
word hurts... word hurts. hurts. stop writing stop writing stop writing. STOP writing bad words!!!!!
hurt.
HURT.
words hurt.
stop writing stop writing stop writing....
Just make sure that it doesn't look like pure spam, fellas. LOL
I'd hate for the thread to be closed due to roleplaying.
We like spam, spam's tasty. No we don't! Beefy like's beef. Shut up Beefy, WE like spam.
*Sniffs the air, salivating, but then seems disappointed.*
No, no, no... Too fresh, too fresh... no good.
*Goes sulk in a corner.*
(Subbing for Chaotix for now at ATPG's request)
What are we hearing? Chaotix your voice is different. Yes our voice is different, we are TheFlax now. We are? Yes we are.
Spoiler Alert, click show to read:
Day One
March 7th, 2009.
The Crusty Asylum for the Criminally Interesting.
Daybreak.
The clock radio went off inside Detective Andy's room. From the tiny speakers came Ozzy Osbourne's Crazy Train, and it seemed fitting. Last night there was a terrible storm, and a transformer blew just outside the Asylum. The backup generator was not functioning. The security locks for all of the rooms had been shut down, and the mental patients had been able to escape. The few orderlies had been massacred by some kind of serial killer. Andy had seen the carnage unfold outside his room, and he barred the door before he went to bed to keep himself from danger. There was no contact with the outside world, because the Asylum was in a remote area of the rural state and both the power and the phone lines were down.
Andy was there voluntarily; his wife had been brutally murdered while he was working late one night, and he never recovered. After several bouts with depression, he finally decided to commit himself. He had been doing better, and was on medication. Until now, he had been able to leave whenever he wanted. Now 15 deranged lunatics stood between him and freedom... and at least one of them was a known serial killer. The fallen nurses and doctors who had been victimized called out to him. He knew that he could attempt to escape unharmed, but Andy had been a detective all his adult life. He saw one of the bloodied and battered female nurses... and it reminded him of his late wife. He vowed to solve this case himself. Perhaps then, no more innocent people would have to die. Andy armed himself with the metal bar which he used to hold his room shut at night, for self defense, and took a notepad and pencil with him to investigate the huge crime scene. There was much work to be done. He had to avenge the deaths of the innocent. He had to find...
48 hour days, 24 hour nights. Voting begins now, and ends 23:59 March 08, 2009
Begin! And enjoy the game.
Still Alive: 16/16
777Ares777
Beefy187
Boudica
Captain Blackadder
TheFlax
Fahad I
Greyblades
Kralizec
Lord Winter
Omanes Alexandrapolites
Psychonaut
Shlin28
Taka
White_Eyes
Yoyoma1910
woad&fangs
Vote: YoYoMa.
Yes, evil drawings Satanist drawings, the lord doesn't like those.
-looks through the site of his shotgun as if contemplating a far shot then sets it down.-
I am completly confident that YoYoma is complety and utterly innocent come on he is quite clearly so deranged he can not even pick up a gun let alone fire it unlike you good sir. For I am the true follower of the Lord it is you who must be the psycho. Also I hear that one of your anscestors was a stinking commie bastard for that you must die and you will for I have more votes then everyone else.
VOTE LORD WINTER
Good Sir I am offened, I would not have you spreading your viles lies about me being an heathen atheist. My ancestor was actually heroicly killed for trying to destroy the KGB, but I stray. The lord does not demand death but merely the triumph of his good work on earth.
-Leans back in his chair stroking the shotgun-
We are voting us. Why? I don't know. I don't either. We are being silly. Let me think! No, let us think. Yes, Omanes is us. It is him. I saw him. You saw him? No you did not! Yes I did. Fine. We say:
Vote: Omanes
Vote: taka
:smash:
"The Provider" says Beef is EVIL.....Vote:Beefy *goes back to making Paper teddy bears*
vote: Psychonaut..
All of him.
Tally:
Yoyoma1910: 1 (Lord Winter)
Lord Winter: 1 (Captain Blackadder)
Omanes: 1 (Psychonaut)
Beefy187: 1 (White_Eyes:D)
White_Eyes:D: 1 (Beefy187)
Psychonaut: 1 (boudica)
vote: ares
he is a false god, because I am God. there can be no two gods and because i am, Ares is a false god.
I am God, i have come to earth to purge this vile evil that lurks in our home, this evil which killed all my sexy nurses who served under me.
i demand my sacrificial Sheep - with ribena, mashed broccoli and anchovies
your high and mighty Lord God
taka
Vote: taka
God is a conspiracy concocted by the CIA. Don't trust the agent everyone! He's the one behind all of this!
Words ok... words ok... words ok...
Vote:LordWinter
Too many bad words... Too many bad words... Too many bad words... Too many bad words... Too many bad words...
Vote: boudica
This is because the fish and chip van has eaten the dog made of hot stuff and ladies handbags. Evidently this makes her guilty of eating the cheesecake that I saw on top of the takeaway in Taiwan when I went there on the 66th of January 1666.
In sane words - random vote.
:mad:
Official Tally, please confirm.
(notoriously bad host when it comes to doing a tally...)Quote:
Lord Winter: 2 (Captain Blackadder, Yoyoma1910)
boudica: 2 (Psychonaut, Omanes Alexandrapolites)
Yoyoma1910: 1 (Lord Winter)
Beefy: 1 (WhiteEyes)
WhiteEyes: 1 (Beefy)
Psychonaut: 1 (boudica)
777Ares777: 1 (taka)
Taka: 1 (woad&fangs)
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Quote Monster!
vote: Yoyoma
None of his drawings involve any beautiful flames!
*a figure dressed in a paper teddy bear costume stumbles into the meeting*
The benevolent hand of the Provider floats above all of us... PRAISE BE TO THE PROVIDER!
Why are you looking at me like that? I'm not CRAZY! I said, I AM NOT CRAZY! You, my good sir, are crazy. There is no "Lord", there is only the PROVIDER!
Vote: Captain Blackadder