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F... f... f... bigjobs.

Wod better not ever take a dump....

<Flicks a piece of turd at Shenker.>

"D... d... d... dibs"

<Picking nose, encasing fleas in booger, devouring them. Holds one out to the bugman.>

"N... n... n... nose-dumpling?"

<Sniffs Aubrey's leg for a place to piss.>

"F... f... f... your nutsack!"

<Pulls a tick off his balls and flicks it at Gittik.>

...

RE: pissed off; it's kinda a bleak setting....like, one really nice metal weapon and you've made it. Have to kinda scrap for the basics; fight elves for access to their oasis and whatnot.
Cannibal halflings....Gittik'd fit right in.

"T..t...t... tasty?"

I can relate

DOT

<Aso starts sniffing around the room as if beans might turn up somewhere.>

<Leather codpiece hanging open. Picks a flea out of his pubes and offers it to Shenker.>

Alright, then. You're sure you don't want to give it a go? (Yes, I know you're already running at least two other PbPs, but you're also a much better DM than I am.)

I have just the two and wouldn't think of it yet cuz of work. And as Heathansson has wisely observed, it's hard to f@#& up a pbp cuz you have time to think stuff over.

With this one, if you want to give it a go, the trickiest thing will be to take stock of what's happened (like which sentient swords we have) and either reset (get rid of them) or think of a new game plan.

Looks like you have some experienced players. That'll help.

<Aso scrapes a fleck of turd out of Lady Onyx's grip.>

on a side note, pardon the heresy. but will we all be converting our stats to 4e because WOTC will be coming out with 4e version for Dark Sun?

<hides inside the pyre>

Let's talk about this when 4E Dark Sun comes out.

Shiny, I got a message back from Mike and you have his blessing 100% on running the game, in fact I took it that it would boost him to see the stuff he's put in live again.

"F...f...f... wheres wormie go? T...t...t... too cold?"

Iss th' rabbit, then, innit.

Gawdon Bennet! you mess an' muck. OK?

"F... f... f... what the frack?"

[gnawing at the fleas in his codpiece]

"F...f...f...want some?"

*Pweeeeet*

"W...w...w...worms do that t...t...t...to me."

"W...w...w...w... shit."

"Anything t...t...t...to not l...l...l...listen to ye."

"G...g...g...gimme another d...d...d...d... b$*%$ dagger, b...b...b...bigjob."

"Aso n...n...never r...r...r...r... frackin' roasted nuthin'. N...n...n...not before n...n...n... frackin' now."

*SCRITCH SCRITCH*

Must be all the freaks in here.

Weird. I can't get my feed for this working.

"F...f...f...f... frack. Anyone w...w...w...want s...s...s...s...s...s...some roasted worm?"

<Using Lady Onyx to grill a worm over a tallow lamp.>

"She d...d...d...don't talk s...s...s...since I shit on 'er."

"Who t...t...t... FRACK! Where are we?"

"S... s... s... frackin' slacker."

"Ch... ch... ch... cheese?"

"CH...ch...ch...ch...whuthef+*!?"

Man I've been in Saltmarsh so long that Aso is startin' to look like Gittik.

*pweeet*

"S...s...sand. D...d...does that."

Maybe someone can take the game over. With Beeler's permission of course. Even if it's temporary.

Ahem. Shiny?

<Aso is playing with himself in the corner. Stops the frenetic tugging every now and then to gnaw on some fleas.>

Just like he's been doing for 4 pages.... Surely we must have set a record for posting on an inactive game thread by now.

<Aso pulls out his Merisel blow up doll and starts humping it frenetically.>

Yes, my character is an extension of myself. Me stay away from blog now.

Is there anybody out there?

<Aso plugs his left nostril and blasts some dusty nuggets out the right.>

*SNAAF*

*BRAAAAP*

*Ziiiing*

<Sends a flea toward Shenker.>

"F...f...f... eat up!"

"R...r...r...frackin' ready!"

<Aso flicks his flea toward Radik.>

"N...n...n...nice sunburn, b...b...bigjob."

<Aso finds a particularly large flea and holds it up to Shenker.>

"Sh...sh...sh...share?"

*PWEEEEEET*

<To his nutsack.>

"My p...p...p...pretties!"

15. Dragon scale replacement

16. Bludgeoning leprechauns to death

17. Tower shield for some kinda really small creature, I dunno probably a fey of some kind...

18. Halfling codpiece.

"Whuch you s...s...sayin? My d...d...willie is s...s...small?"

"D...d...d...done frackin' t...t...t...touch me."

BIG JOBS!!!

Hey b...b...b...bigjob, you bigjob, not c...c...c...clock boy!

<Goes through the wall, danglies dangling.>

"Y...y...y...wanna me t...t...t...te pick yers?"

"L...l...lecture me?"

Aso looks aghast at his fleas. Peers up at Faindriac.

Looks at Faindriac talking. His unstrapped codpiece flops around.

"Aso t...t...talk to his f...f...f...fleas. Just like you."

Looks at his balls.

"C...c...c...come here, my p...p...p...pretties."

Aso continues with his genital grooming while Radik does the thinking.