General Zod!'s page

There's only one way to resolve this, Planet Houston.

Assume the position.

You want our knees and worms....? You can have some worms but I would prefer to keep my knees thank you.

Maybe you are warning us that there are worms on our knees?

Or do you want the knees of our worms....? Ummm worms don't have knees, you being an alien and all can be forgiven for that basic mistake in earth biology.

You are correct on one thing: earth biology is a basic mistake.

I have come to cleanse the Planet Houston.

I am disappointed with you, Planet Houston.

There is only one way to settle this.

Your knees, worms.

Kneel before Zod, son of -- no, sorry this is just too casual

(changes)

Kneel before -- no, no... this is too formal now!

(changes)

Kneel -- Nope, too Nazi...

(changes)

Kn-- what? *I* don't even take myself seriously like this!

(changes)

Kneel before -- Well, it *is* comfy, but I think the message is totally misunderstood.

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Ahh, perfect! -- KNEEL before ZOD, son of Jor-El!

Those cloners from Kamino did an excellent job. We must crush Planet Houston!

KNEEL BEFORE ZOD!

Copernicus and Galileo lied. I am the center of the galaxy.

KNEEL BEFORE ZOD!

Mairkurion {tm} wrote:

Has this already made it to Fawtlandia? Oh, the things that come out of Austin!

BTW, when I saw the line "Can One Dungeon Master Defeat the Forces of Neo-Nerd Hipster Douchery?" I thought...HD?

I need a Zodd tat.

KNEEL BEFORE ZOD!

I CRUSH YOU LIKE BUG, SON OF TROLL-EL!

KNEEL BEFORE ZOD, PRETENDER!

KNEEL BEFORE ZOD!

You know what to do.

I AM ZOD, HERE!

BOW BEFORE ME!

There's only one way to solve this travesty. And it won't be done by winning the Internet.

Urizen wrote:

Mairkurion {tm} wrote:

Woody: Sounds good, I'm hopeful. Keep us updated!

But he's been holding back on the good stuff. I'm waiting for the updated newswire. I'm gnashing at teeth. Tumultuous, I tell you. But it's not mine to tell.

*drums fingers*

keep quiet you, or I will replace your backup unit with a DOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMSSSSSSDDDDDDAAAAAAAYYYYYYY Device

I've been in the Phantom Zone. That's all you got, Planet Houston?

Houstonian! This is your General speaking. Do you have anything to report from your venture? I see tales of films and libations. What about Project Vegas Vicarious? I demand a full report on my desk at 0600.

Do not fail me.

General Zod! wrote:

The Sax Man wrote:

General Zod! wrote:

Alright, mon generale. How would you want me to reply to these sorts of things in the future? I'm am yours to command!

Houstonian! Zod commands you to take garrison at this citadel known as Vegas. Pick up an agrarian shift and sow your seeds until twilight. It will improve your sax virtuoso tenfold.

Do not disappoint Zod.

We've been down this road.

No, 'we' have not, Houstonian! Zod demands your undying loyalty. KNEEL!

General Zod! wrote:

Twin Agate Dragons wrote:

The Thing from Beyond the Edge wrote:

The Sax Man wrote:

Blows his own horn.

Impressive.

Do you ever leave the house?

Of course. Have to go grocery shopping sometime (twice a month). And I go to the theaters at least once a month.

Planet Houston. This is your General speaking. Work on your social cues and sarcasm filter. Don't make me harbor ill-will like I do for the son of my former jailer.

Alright, mon generale. How would you want me to reply to these sorts of things in the future? I'm am yours to command!

Houstonian! Zod commands you to take garrison at this citadel known as Vegas. Pick up an agrarian shift and sow your seeds until twilight. It will improve your sax virtuoso tenfold.

Do not disappoint Zod.

General Zod! wrote:

Twin Agate Dragons wrote:

The Thing from Beyond the Edge wrote:

The Sax Man wrote:

Blows his own horn.

Impressive.

Do you ever leave the house?

Of course. Have to go grocery shopping sometime (twice a month). And I go to the theaters at least once a month.

Planet Houston. This is your General speaking. Work on your social cues and sarcasm filter. Don't make me harbor ill-will like I do for the son of my former jailer.

I do like how Zod (aka Queen of the Desert) named the whole planet after me...

What is this Queen and where is this desert you speak of? Speak to me, Houstonian!

The Thing from Beyond the Edge wrote:

The Sax Man wrote:

Blows his own horn.

Impressive.

Do you ever leave the house?

Of course. Have to go grocery shopping sometime (twice a month). And I go to the theaters at least once a month.

Planet Houston. This is your General speaking. Work on your social cues and sarcasm filter. Don't make me harbor ill-will like I do for the son of my former jailer.

It was either the pictures or she had to kneel before me and atone.

But what of you, Houstonian?

Jack Hammer wrote:

Solnes wrote:

Any....minute ....now.....

Kinky posts! I luv em!

She meant the pics.

Dear Planet Houston. Why has nothing changed?

Planet Houston, your politics are too time consuming and it bores me. Appointing me as your General would be in your best interests. I assure you that my resolutions will be swift and final.

I must take leave. I am bored.

Tesla, please clean up this detritus.

General Zod! wrote:

The Sax Man wrote:

General Zod! wrote:

The Sax Man wrote:

General Zod! wrote:

The Sax Man wrote:

General Zod! wrote:

The Sax Man wrote:

General Zod! wrote:

The Sax Man wrote:

Kneel before your own damn self. Don't make me call in Kal-El!

There is no El here. Only pain cultivated from disrespect.

You have wrote your last check you cannot cash, Houstonian.

Do your worst, I dare you!

I will reduce your gaming essentials to ashes with my laser glare.

So go ahead and do it already!

Zod will not be rushed by Houstonians. Zod is your General and does not take instructions. You, on the other hand, will take dictation.

The hell I will.

You're doing very good with your dictation with your continuing responses to me, Houstonian. Continue dictation or exit to the Warehouse.

Hmm....rustles through bag. Whips out some green kryptonite You were saying, monsieur?

That's a Steve Jackson Cthulhu Dice.

You bore me, Houstonian.

Nope, it's real green kryptonite.

That's like calling me a virgin. I think you got swindled, Houstonian.

General Zod! wrote:

The Sax Man wrote:

General Zod! wrote:

The Sax Man wrote:

General Zod! wrote:

The Sax Man wrote:

General Zod! wrote:

The Sax Man wrote:

Kneel before your own damn self. Don't make me call in Kal-El!

There is no El here. Only pain cultivated from disrespect.

You have wrote your last check you cannot cash, Houstonian.

Do your worst, I dare you!

I will reduce your gaming essentials to ashes with my laser glare.

So go ahead and do it already!

Zod will not be rushed by Houstonians. Zod is your General and does not take instructions. You, on the other hand, will take dictation.

The hell I will.

You're doing very good with your dictation with your continuing responses to me, Houstonian. Continue dictation or exit to the Warehouse.

Hmm....rustles through bag. Whips out some green kryptonite You were saying, monsieur?

That's a Steve Jackson Cthulhu Dice.

You bore me, Houstonian.

General Zod! wrote:

The Sax Man wrote:

General Zod! wrote:

The Sax Man wrote:

General Zod! wrote:

The Sax Man wrote:

Kneel before your own damn self. Don't make me call in Kal-El!

There is no El here. Only pain cultivated from disrespect.

You have wrote your last check you cannot cash, Houstonian.

Do your worst, I dare you!

I will reduce your gaming essentials to ashes with my laser glare.

So go ahead and do it already!

Zod will not be rushed by Houstonians. Zod is your General and does not take instructions. You, on the other hand, will take dictation.

The hell I will.

You're doing very good with your dictation with your continuing responses to me, Houstonian. Continue dictation or exit to the Warehouse.

General Zod! wrote:

The Sax Man wrote:

General Zod! wrote:

The Sax Man wrote:

Kneel before your own damn self. Don't make me call in Kal-El!

There is no El here. Only pain cultivated from disrespect.

You have wrote your last check you cannot cash, Houstonian.

Do your worst, I dare you!

I will reduce your gaming essentials to ashes with my laser glare.

So go ahead and do it already!

Zod will not be rushed by Houstonians. Zod is your General and does not take instructions. You, on the other hand, will take dictation.

Why can't people just be happy being themselves?

Philosophical discussion: brought to you by Kierkergard.
There are three kinds of people.

1) Authentic people who are themselves and have their own opinions.
2) People who aren't really themselves because they don't think for themselves. They are only fit to be part of a group.
3) People who want to be other people.

Who are you really?

4) ZOD!

General Zod! wrote:

Nikola Tesla wrote:

General Zod! wrote:

KNEEL BEFORE ZOD!

My Lord!! You've returned! Look upon the madness I have wrought!

*sweeping bow*

You shall serve at the Left Hand of Zod. Commence Chao ab Ordo.

At once My Lord!!

*Throws The Switch!!!*

Excellent! No survivors.

General Zod! wrote:

The Sax Man wrote:

Kneel before your own damn self. Don't make me call in Kal-El!

There is no El here. Only pain cultivated from disrespect.

You have wrote your last check you cannot cash, Houstonian.

Do your worst, I dare you!

I will reduce your gaming essentials to ashes with my laser glare.

*click*

The sound of my hands wrapped around the neck of my jailer. Dulcet melodies to my ears.

General Zod! wrote:

KNEEL BEFORE ZOD!

My Lord!! You've returned! Look upon the madness I have wrought!

*sweeping bow*

You shall serve at the Left Hand of Zod. Commence Chao ab Ordo.

Kneel before your own damn self. Don't make me call in Kal-El!

There is no El here. Only pain cultivated from disrespect.

You have wrote your last check you cannot cash, Houstonian.

General Zod! wrote:

The Sax Man wrote:

General Zod! wrote:

Twin Agate Dragons wrote:

Gary Teter wrote:

I really hate debugging stuff I can't replicate.

RepliKate?

Planet Houston, this is your General speaking.

Why does Zod even bother with you worms? If Houstonians lack social cues, then what is there really worth saving?

[censored]!

Houstonian! That mouth is bereft of spittle. Your General needs a knob polished. My boots are lacking grace.

The hell with your boots!

Nancy Sinatra said that once. She was dealt with. Swiftly.

Don't tempt me, Houstonian.

KNEEL BEFORE ZOD!

General Zod! wrote:

Twin Agate Dragons wrote:

Gary Teter wrote:

I really hate debugging stuff I can't replicate.

RepliKate?

Planet Houston, this is your General speaking.

Why does Zod even bother with you worms? If Houstonians lack social cues, then what is there really worth saving?

[censored]!

Houstonian! That mouth is bereft of spittle. Your General needs a knob polished. My boots are lacking grace.

Gary Teter wrote:

I really hate debugging stuff I can't replicate.

RepliKate?

Planet Houston, this is your General speaking.

Why does Zod even bother with you worms? If Houstonians lack social cues, then what is there really worth saving?

taig wrote:

Wolfthulhu wrote:

woot

Who wooted?

Wolfthulhu

Planet Houston. This is your General speaking. I've put in a word with my friend Tarkin. He wants to try out something for military exercises. I await with anticipation.

In the meantime, my boots need more licking. Why are you not kneeling? Do not taunt unhappy no-fun Zod.

taig wrote:

My favorite pie is Boston Cream. Just so you know.

Mine's pumpkin.

Planet Houston. This is your General speaking. Why do you miss these social cues? I am not convinced. You're leaving me but little choice.

While you're down there kneeling before Zod, my boots need licked.

Gary Teter wrote:

What happens if I press this button?

I assume control of the country.

We'll see about that, Houstonian.

Moorluck wrote:

Jyu1ch1 wrote:

Spanky the Leprechaun wrote:

Jyu1ch1 wrote:

Mairkurion {tm} wrote:

Going for the shaggy look?

says the man who had a pony tail when I was a kid.

yes.

embarass the father.
dooo eeet. doooooooo eeeeeeet.

Hehe.

*does the Nakkid mile*

~Snaps photo.~

Hey Prof! How much to not put this up online? ;)

You can buy it.

Planet Houston. This is your General speaking. I have observed another sign of a social cue misfire. Do you really want me to rule your planet or to reduce it to rubble? Grovel in the gravel when you kneel to Zod!

Urizen wrote:

Studpuffin wrote:

*pokes Urizen with 10ft stick*

Are you happy to see me?

But of course. ;)

Planet Houston. I see a complete lack of social cues. Starting with this one.

No kneeling before Zod. Disintegration seems to be the better answer.

ZOD! is not amused. A pestilence upon your fixes, Planet Houston. KNEEL before me and I may withhold my anger. For a moment.

This ... just does not have ... the same ... impact.

Can this alias be General Zod! with an exclamation point, then?

General Zod wrote:

A-ha! More puny mortals to kneel before Zod!

(edited, corrected)

Wasn't it Gozer you were supposed to kneel before? (Actually it might have been die...)
Silly film reference there...

Both Gozer and the Stay-Puff Man kneels before Zod!

A-ha! More puny mortals to kneel before Zod!

KNEEL BEFORE ZOD!

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KNEEL BEFORE....er....LAY DOWN BEFORE ZOD!

The movie is being written by Dan Abnett, which sold me straight off.

John Hurt had pre-existing knowledge of WH40K? Impressive. Terrence Stamp's statement just solds like PR claptrap though.

Although it would be awesome if Stamp was playing some kind of evil Chaos overlord, possibly named 'Zog', and had a line along the lines of, "KNEEL BEFORE...", but that probably won't happen.

KNEEL BEFORE ZOD!

ahem...

BOW BEFORE ME SON OF JOR-EL!