The Adventures of Dan Strife.
Hello and welcome to the Arsenal Hangout.
The washroom is to your left and to the right is the playground.
Enjoy your stay.
*dian*
How about a story of yesterday?
The towering behemoth stood on the platform, casting a shadow that eclipsed the sun from my position. I looked up to the giant and realized the horror; it was looking at me, and it wasn't very happy with me being there. Never have I set eyes upon such a majestic yet intimidating creature. Its head was brown and covered with strange, cosmic dust.
Realizing danger, I quickly wielded my magical hypodermic spear "Strorh" and pointed its edge at the monster in an attempt to make it back off. It had other ideas, however and soon gave out this deafening chain of shrieks that sounded a lot like, "OI, THIS ONE CORRECT ARHH." I didn't know if the shrill cry was coming from the monster for I was tearing from the overwhelming noise.
The second it stopped, I jumped towards the abomination, my hands clasping The Strorh, ready to jab the creature right on his head. As my feet touched its face, I muttered, "How dare you desecrate the Homeland!" I thrusted my trusty weapon deep into the creature's cranium. It let out a shriek of agony and shook wildly but I hung on.
Grabbing the opportunity, I put one end of the Strorh into my mouth and I SUCKED. (Woohoo) The creature's liquid insides were quickly transferred through the Strorh to my system. Slowly but surely, I was vanquishing the monster. Soon, there was just its hard exoskeleton left. I stood on its head, the overwhelming rush of victory surging in my body.
I looked at its pathetic remains and thought:
"N00B EZ PWNED."
"Milo Dinosaur my ass!"
The washroom is to your left and to the right is the playground.
Enjoy your stay.
*dian*
How about a story of yesterday?
The towering behemoth stood on the platform, casting a shadow that eclipsed the sun from my position. I looked up to the giant and realized the horror; it was looking at me, and it wasn't very happy with me being there. Never have I set eyes upon such a majestic yet intimidating creature. Its head was brown and covered with strange, cosmic dust.
Realizing danger, I quickly wielded my magical hypodermic spear "Strorh" and pointed its edge at the monster in an attempt to make it back off. It had other ideas, however and soon gave out this deafening chain of shrieks that sounded a lot like, "OI, THIS ONE CORRECT ARHH." I didn't know if the shrill cry was coming from the monster for I was tearing from the overwhelming noise.
The second it stopped, I jumped towards the abomination, my hands clasping The Strorh, ready to jab the creature right on his head. As my feet touched its face, I muttered, "How dare you desecrate the Homeland!" I thrusted my trusty weapon deep into the creature's cranium. It let out a shriek of agony and shook wildly but I hung on.
Grabbing the opportunity, I put one end of the Strorh into my mouth and I SUCKED. (Woohoo) The creature's liquid insides were quickly transferred through the Strorh to my system. Slowly but surely, I was vanquishing the monster. Soon, there was just its hard exoskeleton left. I stood on its head, the overwhelming rush of victory surging in my body.
I looked at its pathetic remains and thought:
"N00B EZ PWNED."
"Milo Dinosaur my ass!"
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