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Forum Games - The Beer Cellar! / Re: Guess Who Will Post Next... II!
« on: August 20, 2013, 10:00:41 AM »
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Forum Games - The Beer Cellar! / Re: Last Post
« on: August 20, 2013, 09:59:30 AM »
Urm, cheeseballs.
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Forum Games - The Beer Cellar! / Re: 3-Word Story [new edition]
« on: August 20, 2013, 09:58:28 AM »
One cloudy morning, I saw a rock shaped like a nice banana complete with two completely innocent badgers feasting on human grain products legally. They seemed pissed at a rock on the other orange levitating turtle.
"I hate rocks," the turtle said and then she went over to Khan's house where the badgers lived. "What's for lunch?!!" she yelled.
"Carrots," Khan replied.
"I like rocks covered in dust instead," she said. So Khan murdered three dusty rocks with a big rock murdering hammer.
The next morning Khan felt bad. So he said ''God have mercy on the rocks". God was unfortunately absent as usual, but his secretary, Miss Gimmie Moor untied her shirt and offered Khan batches of homemade pudding made from stones and onions, seducing him to come to where old elephant's die so that they both could finally jump off cliffs built of candy. But Khan faked his not-so-fetal death by using embryos as natural airbags and lands safely on Santa's belly. Then he bounced back home. Carrots taste really good, APRIL FOOLS, they boiled some tasty dusty carroty rocks, instead. It tasted like rocky carrots!
"Bleh, they still more salt and pepper is definitely not an option" said a certain birdie that needs a certain colored necroposter to be dead right now. The certain birdie found the big stash of Khan's Necroposted forum posts and began deleting them, using the corpse of his mercilessly slaughtered rock-potato to savagely slaughter Khan's posts as if they were very dusty and naughty flowers that spread pollen over Khan's dress, which smelled like dirty sausages.
The furious and beasty feet of feet recklessly smashed the hell out of Khan's posting habits. Then poor Khan gathered his horrific post collection and resurrected them as evil.
"Toilet time!" cried the turtle to Khan's evil potty, which he pulled more posts into, creating a whirling vortex of Undead Necro Posts. Then the mighty Khan, ruler of Necroposting, decided to take a nap under the watchful Sir de Gamer, but forgot to flush the toilet. Sir de Gamer stared at Khan in complete disgust as he undeniably witnessed a floating bird-shaped greenish turd float slowly by. The baneful turd began speaking to murderous daemons of the sewer system who granted him the immortal power and excrement-stained instruments to conquer the final frontiers of the Unspeakable Toilet. This incident provoked the response from Debux as he began picking his nose and then offering a sterilized goose as sacrifice to Miss Gimmie Moor to make sure this story will end up with Miss Gimmie Moor giving him a copy of this awesome fairytale.
Suddenly, a spirit appeared in front of Debux, to inform that he has the biggest teeth out of all the world's bunnies! "My gosh! What big eyeballs you have! Like my cousin's pet armadillo when he was on the edge of a cliff and shoved you, his big furry slave," replied Dubux. Feet came riding on a somewhat degenerate and slightly retarded llama that twitched rather oddly if you decided to activate her free movie ticket. Suddenly, Debux said "I would like a fluffy pink lamb with red tassles dangling from it's over-sized sombrero and eating tacos!" Suddenly, a fluffy blue lamb with an over-sized head, painted pink and dipped in vanilla, appeared and Debux threw a tantrum.
He tripped over and fell flat on a pointy, sharp spike that impaled Debux onto a loaf of moldy bread. Then he ate it. "What an intriguing flavour! I love it so much I could literally die of syphilis! Then what would mama say?" He leapt up to pray to Osiris in order to get more bread crumbs and tasty meaty chunks of day-old squirrel stew so that he could attain godhood. But the gods were absent, as they were busy fixing the plumming at the local Gastropub which often imploded upon itself. This was due to it being manufactured by degenerate velociraptors and potatobears. They are notorious for drug running which often results in very liquidy end for all.
The next morning, while mother was frantically sharpening her hidden blades, Debux stole away in THE EXILIMOBILE! He drove all day and night. This was the best way to avoid velociraptor attacks, but baby dinosaurs are feisty little buggers who won't just go bake muffins. So naturally when the raptor babies were born, they followed the Exilimobile ensuring that whenever they came upon signs of Khan's rock murdering habits.
''This story is absurd, quite frankly!" said Scarlet, suddenly.
"Where did she came from?'' Khan demanded loudly.
"Calm yourself please Khan'' replied Scarlet.
''I need to find out who killed your father Othko" wept Khan.
"I will help you unlock the secrets of murderer finding magics!" she replied.
"Despite being a stranger to all the Exilianites?" Khan questioned.
"Yes, despite that sad thing'', Scarlet said in sorrow.
And Khan knew, winter was coming and Teh Bunneh would freeze all of Khan's little tootsies. He knew that it was time to rug up in the furs of Teh Bunneh or face immediate
"I hate rocks," the turtle said and then she went over to Khan's house where the badgers lived. "What's for lunch?!!" she yelled.
"Carrots," Khan replied.
"I like rocks covered in dust instead," she said. So Khan murdered three dusty rocks with a big rock murdering hammer.
The next morning Khan felt bad. So he said ''God have mercy on the rocks". God was unfortunately absent as usual, but his secretary, Miss Gimmie Moor untied her shirt and offered Khan batches of homemade pudding made from stones and onions, seducing him to come to where old elephant's die so that they both could finally jump off cliffs built of candy. But Khan faked his not-so-fetal death by using embryos as natural airbags and lands safely on Santa's belly. Then he bounced back home. Carrots taste really good, APRIL FOOLS, they boiled some tasty dusty carroty rocks, instead. It tasted like rocky carrots!
"Bleh, they still more salt and pepper is definitely not an option" said a certain birdie that needs a certain colored necroposter to be dead right now. The certain birdie found the big stash of Khan's Necroposted forum posts and began deleting them, using the corpse of his mercilessly slaughtered rock-potato to savagely slaughter Khan's posts as if they were very dusty and naughty flowers that spread pollen over Khan's dress, which smelled like dirty sausages.
The furious and beasty feet of feet recklessly smashed the hell out of Khan's posting habits. Then poor Khan gathered his horrific post collection and resurrected them as evil.
"Toilet time!" cried the turtle to Khan's evil potty, which he pulled more posts into, creating a whirling vortex of Undead Necro Posts. Then the mighty Khan, ruler of Necroposting, decided to take a nap under the watchful Sir de Gamer, but forgot to flush the toilet. Sir de Gamer stared at Khan in complete disgust as he undeniably witnessed a floating bird-shaped greenish turd float slowly by. The baneful turd began speaking to murderous daemons of the sewer system who granted him the immortal power and excrement-stained instruments to conquer the final frontiers of the Unspeakable Toilet. This incident provoked the response from Debux as he began picking his nose and then offering a sterilized goose as sacrifice to Miss Gimmie Moor to make sure this story will end up with Miss Gimmie Moor giving him a copy of this awesome fairytale.
Suddenly, a spirit appeared in front of Debux, to inform that he has the biggest teeth out of all the world's bunnies! "My gosh! What big eyeballs you have! Like my cousin's pet armadillo when he was on the edge of a cliff and shoved you, his big furry slave," replied Dubux. Feet came riding on a somewhat degenerate and slightly retarded llama that twitched rather oddly if you decided to activate her free movie ticket. Suddenly, Debux said "I would like a fluffy pink lamb with red tassles dangling from it's over-sized sombrero and eating tacos!" Suddenly, a fluffy blue lamb with an over-sized head, painted pink and dipped in vanilla, appeared and Debux threw a tantrum.
He tripped over and fell flat on a pointy, sharp spike that impaled Debux onto a loaf of moldy bread. Then he ate it. "What an intriguing flavour! I love it so much I could literally die of syphilis! Then what would mama say?" He leapt up to pray to Osiris in order to get more bread crumbs and tasty meaty chunks of day-old squirrel stew so that he could attain godhood. But the gods were absent, as they were busy fixing the plumming at the local Gastropub which often imploded upon itself. This was due to it being manufactured by degenerate velociraptors and potatobears. They are notorious for drug running which often results in very liquidy end for all.
The next morning, while mother was frantically sharpening her hidden blades, Debux stole away in THE EXILIMOBILE! He drove all day and night. This was the best way to avoid velociraptor attacks, but baby dinosaurs are feisty little buggers who won't just go bake muffins. So naturally when the raptor babies were born, they followed the Exilimobile ensuring that whenever they came upon signs of Khan's rock murdering habits.
''This story is absurd, quite frankly!" said Scarlet, suddenly.
"Where did she came from?'' Khan demanded loudly.
"Calm yourself please Khan'' replied Scarlet.
''I need to find out who killed your father Othko" wept Khan.
"I will help you unlock the secrets of murderer finding magics!" she replied.
"Despite being a stranger to all the Exilianites?" Khan questioned.
"Yes, despite that sad thing'', Scarlet said in sorrow.
And Khan knew, winter was coming and Teh Bunneh would freeze all of Khan's little tootsies. He knew that it was time to rug up in the furs of Teh Bunneh or face immediate
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Forum Games - The Beer Cellar! / Re: Build a city!
« on: August 20, 2013, 09:57:44 AM »
..Except for the giant bonfire that threatens to engulf the town.
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Forum Games - The Beer Cellar! / Re: Last Post
« on: August 17, 2013, 03:48:00 AM »
No one is ever OK.
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Forum Games - The Beer Cellar! / Re: Build a city!
« on: August 16, 2013, 10:04:23 AM »
Some become suspicious of the store, after reports of slave trading and Justin Bieber albums being sold.
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Forum Games - The Beer Cellar! / Re: 3-Word Story [new edition]
« on: August 16, 2013, 09:58:12 AM »
One cloudy morning, I saw a rock shaped like a nice banana complete with two completely innocent badgers feasting on human grain products legally. They seemed pissed at a rock on the other orange levitating turtle.
"I hate rocks," the turtle said and then she went over to Khan's house where the badgers lived. "What's for lunch?!!" she yelled.
"Carrots," Khan replied.
"I like rocks covered in dust instead," she said. So Khan murdered three dusty rocks with a big rock murdering hammer.
The next morning Khan felt bad. So he said ''God have mercy on the rocks". God was unfortunately absent as usual, but his secretary, Miss Gimmie Moor untied her shirt and offered Khan batches of homemade pudding made from stones and onions, seducing him to come to where old elephant's die so that they both could finally jump off cliffs built of candy. But Khan faked his not-so-fetal death by using embryos as natural airbags and lands safely on Santa's belly. Then he bounced back home. Carrots taste really good, APRIL FOOLS, they boiled some tasty dusty carroty rocks, instead. It tasted like rocky carrots!
"Bleh, they still more salt and pepper is definitely not an option" said a certain birdie that needs a certain colored necroposter to be dead right now. The certain birdie found the big stash of Khan's Necroposted forum posts and began deleting them, using the corpse of his mercilessly slaughtered rock-potato to savagely slaughter Khan's posts as if they were very dusty and naughty flowers that spread pollen over Khan's dress, which smelled like dirty sausages.
The furious and beasty feet of feet recklessly smashed the hell out of Khan's posting habits. Then poor Khan gathered his horrific post collection and resurrected them as evil.
"Toilet time!" cried the turtle to Khan's evil potty, which he pulled more posts into, creating a whirling vortex of Undead Necro Posts. Then the mighty Khan, ruler of Necroposting, decided to take a nap under the watchful Sir de Gamer, but forgot to flush the toilet. Sir de Gamer stared at Khan in complete disgust as he undeniably witnessed a floating bird-shaped greenish turd float slowly by. The baneful turd began speaking to murderous daemons of the sewer system who granted him the immortal power and excrement-stained instruments to conquer the final frontiers of the Unspeakable Toilet. This incident provoked the response from Debux as he began picking his nose and then offering a sterilized goose as sacrifice to Miss Gimmie Moor to make sure this story will end up with Miss Gimmie Moor giving him a copy of this awesome fairytale.
Suddenly, a spirit appeared in front of Debux, to inform that he has the biggest teeth out of all the world's bunnies! "My gosh! What big eyeballs you have! Like my cousin's pet armadillo when he was on the edge of a cliff and shoved you, his big furry slave," replied Dubux. Feet came riding on a somewhat degenerate and slightly retarded llama that twitched rather oddly if you decided to activate her free movie ticket. Suddenly, Debux said "I would like a fluffy pink lamb with red tassles dangling from it's over-sized sombrero and eating tacos!" Suddenly, a fluffy blue lamb with an over-sized head, painted pink and dipped in vanilla, appeared and Debux threw a tantrum.
He tripped over and fell flat on a pointy, sharp spike that impaled Debux onto a loaf of moldy bread. Then he ate it. "What an intriguing flavour! I love it so much I could literally die of syphilis! Then what would mama say?" He leapt up to pray to Osiris in order to get more bread crumbs and tasty meaty chunks of day-old squirrel stew so that he could attain godhood. But the gods were absent, as they were busy fixing the plumming at the local Gastropub which often imploded upon itself. This was due to it being manufactured by degenerate velociraptors and potatobears. They are notorious for drug running which often results in very liquidy end for all.
The next morning, while mother was frantically sharpening her hidden blades, Debux stole away in THE EXILIMOBILE! He drove all day and night. This was the best way to avoid velociraptor attacks, but baby dinosaurs are feisty little buggers who won't just go bake muffins. So naturally when the raptor babies were born, they followed the Exilimobile ensuring that whenever they came upon signs of Khan's rock murdering habits.
''This story is absurd, quite frankly!" said Scarlet, suddenly.
"Where did she came from?'' Khan demanded loudly.
"Calm yourself please Khan'' replied Scarlet.
''I need to find out who killed your father Othko" wept Khan.
"I will help you unlock the secrets of murderer finding magics!" she replied.
"Despite being a stranger to all the Exilianites?" Khan questioned.
"Yes, despite that sad thing'', Scarlet said in sorrow.
And Khan knew, winter was coming and Teh Bunneh would freeze all of Khan's little tootsies. He knew that it was time to rug up in the furs
"I hate rocks," the turtle said and then she went over to Khan's house where the badgers lived. "What's for lunch?!!" she yelled.
"Carrots," Khan replied.
"I like rocks covered in dust instead," she said. So Khan murdered three dusty rocks with a big rock murdering hammer.
The next morning Khan felt bad. So he said ''God have mercy on the rocks". God was unfortunately absent as usual, but his secretary, Miss Gimmie Moor untied her shirt and offered Khan batches of homemade pudding made from stones and onions, seducing him to come to where old elephant's die so that they both could finally jump off cliffs built of candy. But Khan faked his not-so-fetal death by using embryos as natural airbags and lands safely on Santa's belly. Then he bounced back home. Carrots taste really good, APRIL FOOLS, they boiled some tasty dusty carroty rocks, instead. It tasted like rocky carrots!
"Bleh, they still more salt and pepper is definitely not an option" said a certain birdie that needs a certain colored necroposter to be dead right now. The certain birdie found the big stash of Khan's Necroposted forum posts and began deleting them, using the corpse of his mercilessly slaughtered rock-potato to savagely slaughter Khan's posts as if they were very dusty and naughty flowers that spread pollen over Khan's dress, which smelled like dirty sausages.
The furious and beasty feet of feet recklessly smashed the hell out of Khan's posting habits. Then poor Khan gathered his horrific post collection and resurrected them as evil.
"Toilet time!" cried the turtle to Khan's evil potty, which he pulled more posts into, creating a whirling vortex of Undead Necro Posts. Then the mighty Khan, ruler of Necroposting, decided to take a nap under the watchful Sir de Gamer, but forgot to flush the toilet. Sir de Gamer stared at Khan in complete disgust as he undeniably witnessed a floating bird-shaped greenish turd float slowly by. The baneful turd began speaking to murderous daemons of the sewer system who granted him the immortal power and excrement-stained instruments to conquer the final frontiers of the Unspeakable Toilet. This incident provoked the response from Debux as he began picking his nose and then offering a sterilized goose as sacrifice to Miss Gimmie Moor to make sure this story will end up with Miss Gimmie Moor giving him a copy of this awesome fairytale.
Suddenly, a spirit appeared in front of Debux, to inform that he has the biggest teeth out of all the world's bunnies! "My gosh! What big eyeballs you have! Like my cousin's pet armadillo when he was on the edge of a cliff and shoved you, his big furry slave," replied Dubux. Feet came riding on a somewhat degenerate and slightly retarded llama that twitched rather oddly if you decided to activate her free movie ticket. Suddenly, Debux said "I would like a fluffy pink lamb with red tassles dangling from it's over-sized sombrero and eating tacos!" Suddenly, a fluffy blue lamb with an over-sized head, painted pink and dipped in vanilla, appeared and Debux threw a tantrum.
He tripped over and fell flat on a pointy, sharp spike that impaled Debux onto a loaf of moldy bread. Then he ate it. "What an intriguing flavour! I love it so much I could literally die of syphilis! Then what would mama say?" He leapt up to pray to Osiris in order to get more bread crumbs and tasty meaty chunks of day-old squirrel stew so that he could attain godhood. But the gods were absent, as they were busy fixing the plumming at the local Gastropub which often imploded upon itself. This was due to it being manufactured by degenerate velociraptors and potatobears. They are notorious for drug running which often results in very liquidy end for all.
The next morning, while mother was frantically sharpening her hidden blades, Debux stole away in THE EXILIMOBILE! He drove all day and night. This was the best way to avoid velociraptor attacks, but baby dinosaurs are feisty little buggers who won't just go bake muffins. So naturally when the raptor babies were born, they followed the Exilimobile ensuring that whenever they came upon signs of Khan's rock murdering habits.
''This story is absurd, quite frankly!" said Scarlet, suddenly.
"Where did she came from?'' Khan demanded loudly.
"Calm yourself please Khan'' replied Scarlet.
''I need to find out who killed your father Othko" wept Khan.
"I will help you unlock the secrets of murderer finding magics!" she replied.
"Despite being a stranger to all the Exilianites?" Khan questioned.
"Yes, despite that sad thing'', Scarlet said in sorrow.
And Khan knew, winter was coming and Teh Bunneh would freeze all of Khan's little tootsies. He knew that it was time to rug up in the furs
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Forum Games - The Beer Cellar! / Re: Find it on the internet
« on: August 12, 2013, 08:40:49 AM »
Cheeseballs with smilely faces?
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Forum Games - The Beer Cellar! / Re: Word Association
« on: August 12, 2013, 08:33:24 AM »
School
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Forum Games - The Beer Cellar! / Re: Ban the person above you
« on: August 12, 2013, 08:29:32 AM »
Banned for being the opposite of Nahk.