Yes, FuelDrop. The car was wrecked when you smashed him between the car and a fuel truck... which exploded. It IS impressive anything survived ground zero on that one... but so worth it.
The next poster has an environmental objection.
The next poster happens to be an ordained cleric of the Almighty Snow Demons.
Yes. Unfortunately, I built their temple in Florida during the middle of summer and the snow demons all... umm... melted. So now I'm looking for a new religion to be an ordained cleric of.
The next poster spends twenty-one hours a day watching Japanese game shows.
Justice is a Liar!!! It was only 20 hours 28 minutes.
The next poster woke up on the wrong side of the bed today.
I have no idea how I ended up under the bed during the night. I suspect ninjas were involved.
The next poster will not be stopped.
Good. You have come to understand and accept the truth. I will Get You now.
*GRAB*
The next poster will not be schtupped.
Well, my hat is merely the most visible of my spiky growths.
The next post has an idea involving fruit.
I wonder what would happen if we gave Yellowdingo an idea to come up with a spacecraft powered by mangoes?
The next person has taken sanity damage from the above statement.
Oh god, make it stop! Make it stop!
The next poster enjoys watching us suffer. The monster.
Bwa-ha-ha-haaaaaaaaa!!!
Squirm, you little posters!!!
The next poster will try to save them.
I have a moral obligation to try.
The next poster went to medical school and graduated a lawyer.
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İ̛͐ͪ̌̿͑ͭ̈̋̑̒͑͘͜͠҉̭͖͖ ͪ͐̃͑̈̀̅ͨ̓̾͏̱͓̼͓͔̣̫̬̟͓͕d̢ͭ̇̄̋ͫ̀̅̚҉̲̗̪̞̥̳͙͓̻̞͖̻̖̯̕͢o̢̪͉̥̎̅ͣ͒͆́ͦ̊̌̃ͩ͊ͤ̌͘ ͫ̽ͩͦ̒̾̎ͥ͂̊̈̓̊̋̋̀͏̙͉̫̪̪̘̟̫̱͙̳̭̟͇̣͖͇̀ņ̛̲̥̜͉̟̮͚̗̜̳͔̭̲ͮ͐ͪ̎͑̏̈́̈́̈ͬ͜͟o̡ͭ͊́̂̍̑ͩ͊͗̚ ̨̥̪̲̯͔̳̘̯͓ţ̛̄̅̌̄̎̐͝҉̛̹̪̣͔͚̞ ͂̊̒ͮͬͮ́̒̾͞҉̷̨̣̰̙̟̱̣̮̘̫̲͔h̶̸̸̠͇͕͉̗͍̎ͫ͂̅͆̄̌̓͡ͅã̷̵̛̞͍̤͖͚̜̦̤̭̫̘͇̫̖̺̈̋̏̔̄͢v̽̋̄̋ ̡̣̼̰͓͇͔͈̟̱͉̝̑̍̚e̢̞̗̤̝̖̟̻͈̩̯͓̟̺̪͉̻̺ͯ̈̉̍͌́͡ͅͅ ̊ͣ͛̈ͤͨ̽̃̂͂͂̚͏̸̩̱̩͍͚̪̼̮̗̪̥̞̬̣a̶ͬ̊ͣ͒͒̅̉̆͗͛̒̍͌̑̑͌̒̀҉̢͍̰̬͉̮͍͈̹̣̘̲̞̼͕͕ͅ ̊ͭ̂ͧͦ͂͆͛ͭͫͬ̽́̾͏҉̙̞̰͚̹̯̹̫s̙͈̩̯̳͔̥̉ͣ̋ͩ͒ͣ̇́́̕͡ͅp̧̢̢̢̝͉̞͔̖͖͖͙̱̣ͦ̋̽ͣ̌ͬ̌ͧ̃̔ͦ̀ͥͧ͢ͅ ͕͉̦e̡̧̙͍͍̳̯̰̩̼͕̞͚̬̹̥̙̝͚̔̉̊̐̃̿̄ͬͭ̒e̡̲͖̠̞͇̠͖͚͎̱̜̦͕̘ͤ̊ͣ̿̉͌ͥ͐̈ͧ̚͝ͅc̮̭ͦ̽ͣ͒ͪ̊̆ͤ̀͞ ̥͓͕̬̣̲h̻͎͈̟͚͓̣̩̲̺͔͈́ͮ̂̅̓̚͜ ̵͔̬̭̱̖͌̂ͦ̇̊ͫͮ͆̋͑̀iͭ̾ͥͨ́̓ͦ͏̕͏̶̞̲̹̖m̶̴͚̥͇͇̳͈͓̝͖̐ͧ̾̐ͫͭͭͤ͐ͣ̄̐̏̿ͧ͌̀̚̚͠ṕ̂ͦ͐́ͤͬ̏̉ ̸͔̠͖̳̙͚̩̝͇̝̩ͩͪͪͬ͜͝ȩ̶̔̽́̃ͧ̎̓͌ͧ̀̍ͨ͗̑ͦ̇̑̃͏̷̪̯͈̮̜͎͕̩̲̥̫̟̫̫͎̯̠͞ͅḑ̧͈̯͒̉́ͫ̉̈́̚͘͟͞ ̳̝̮͈̪͉ͅį̬̭͖̣̻̭̘̝̫͊͒̈́̈̅͑́͘m̡̄̀̓ͬ͑ͩͥͩ̐͒̋ͭ̈҉̴̖̘̣̜̘̖̖̀͠ē̴̅͋ͮ̐ͨͫ̐͊̎͆ͫ͗̉̀ͨ̅͌̾́͘ ̤̱͇n̸̶̷̞̖͖͙̏̿ͣͧţ̶̧̖̝̜̯̝̟̪̖̤͖͎̞̞̖̟̍͑͗̑̾̆͝͡ͅ.̴̢̣̺͕͉̬̜̩͔̦̳̬̺̳̙̝͍̺̹͚̅̂̇͑̊͊̉̆̉ ͋̔͐ͤ̅͝҉̛͉͎̮̯̗̠̘͓͡ ̮̟̳̱̊ͬ͆́̍ͮͤͩ͂̑̊̓ͪ̉̒ͭ͢͜I̷̦̳͚̤̜̙̲̱̙̘̣̻͍̙͕̿͊̿̓́͟͟t̛͛̑͗ͯ͛̔̔͐͋̏͛͂ͮ͐́̽̃̇̕͏̹̞̗̞̼ ̶̫̪̙̞̲̦͙̬̙̰̟̥͇̹͕̫̠̄̒̀͌ͮͦͪͨͦ̑ͩͦ͆̎̚͘͜͝ͅĩ̠̺͉͈̲͈̩̫̺̯̱̖̙͖͛̆́͜s̍͗̑̆ͩ̽̀ͦ̋̂̓͊̑̈ͣ̚͟ ̮̠̜̩̜͡ ̴̛̭̰̥͚̗̬͓̬͊̇͌ͤ̅̄̊̓̇̓ͅa̵̧̮̩̗̣̬̫͕̪̩̦͇̯̍̉ͨͮ͡l̸̙͍̠̲̞̾͛ͯ̑͢͢l͎̠̟̠̳̦̳̖̟͓̲̣ͨͬ̾̀̽́́̕ ̭̮̤̮ ͉̳̣̟͉͉͎̘͚̳͙͖̠͍̺̦͉̳̺̓̅ͪ̇ͧͨͮͬͤ̐ͦͮͯͨ̎̀̕͘͝t̳̬̪̣̰͕͕̦̤̜̣̮̟̔ͣͤ͐ͧ̆̎ͭͤ̔̏ͭ͐̋͋͗ͪ̈̎̀͜͝͠ ̦h̴̜̯̺̼̜̥̖͔ͩͨͯͯͣ͘͞ͅe̸̡̛͍͓̥̭̘͎̱͍̮̬͉̤̤̜̥̰͙͍ͥ̂̽̃̿ͪ̇̈́͑̓͡ͅ ̴̢̙̩̺̘͇̩͆ͦ̏ͮͤ͊ͣ͑̂ͩ͛̍͋̋͜v̨̧̫̱̺̻͚̘̲͕̲̩̺̖̮͉͙̝͌ͯ̓͊̐̄̽̃̀̑ͣ̉ͥͥ́̚̚͞͡ȯ̓̀ͮ̾͛̽ͨͥ̾ͩ̇͢ ̴͟͏̠̺͎̪̠į̶̡̱͎̝̙̣̝͚͉͇̦̺̬̟̯̠̟̟̼̿̓ͥ͂͋ͤ̈c̨̬͔͚̝̙̥͉͎ͣͨͨ̐͌ͭ̈́̋͑͗ͬ̇̃ͩ̔̅̃̔ͥ͢͞ë̡ͪͯͨ͝ ̸̼̲̺̲̹̦̜͉̀́s̶̪̗͔͍̘̟̱̐͐ͯ͋̎̍̆̊́̅͌ͩ̇͐͆̏̔̕͘͡ ͣͯͣ̿ͯͧ͛̅ͪ̅̾ͧ̌̄͌̚͏̛̝͎̜͉̰͟͞i̢̧̤̝̥̲̼̘̖̜͙͚̰̩̮ͣͭ̊̋̑̆͌̈̿́̅̾̀͢n̡̧̪̱͙̲̫ͨ̈͌ͯͧ͒͌ͩ̈ͨ͒͢ ̹̬͉̦͔̩͓̟͚̜̬͇̠ͅ ̷̠͎̱̞̼͖͙̳̜̔ͬ͊̾̒͑͗ͮ́͘̕ḿ̽̑̀ͧ̄ͯ̏̐ͧ͐̓̄̿̄̉ͤ͊͏̙̤̟̩̘̣̹̜̕ͅy̡̼̝̲ͦ̑̂̂ͭ̑̃̇ͫͯ͌͌ͭͧ̀̚̕͠͠ ͉̖͔ ̮̮̞̠͎̬͍̱͚̗̹̱̠͈̣̱̣̩ͩ̂͗͐͂ͯ͜͢ͅḩ̨̛͎̺̳͈̞͈̤͉̗̳̤͕̝̒̔͋̑̌̅̔͑̆ͣͧ̀e̿̃͐̾ͣ̾̽̍ͩ̉ͭ̚҉̢͡͏̻͕ ͔̘̫̩̘̗͇̯̦̲͖͙̫̰̹ȃ̶̈͊ͮ́̀̑̎ͥͫͧͫ̋̉͐̓̇͏̮̟̠͈͕͈́dͫͪ̈́̊ͣ̇̄̋̄̓ͩ̅ͣͯ͂̾͊̊͢҉̬͍̘̳̖̦̲̗͎̩͇̪ ͕̳ ̍͗̈́̒ͨ͋͋̉͌͝͏̷̢͕̱̭͔̗̫̙̦̱̳ṱ̨̡̛̞͚̣̺̣͉̦͈͕̥͈̦̭̬͖͉͖ͫ̂ͧͨŗ̶̺̘͓̍̋ͣ̓͑̍͊ͦ͒̏ͧ̆̒̅̉ͭ͑ͭ̀͟ ̖͖͕̯̤̼̪̼̳͖̩̼̣̠͚̰y̤̬̹̱̩̓̀̈̌̔̄͒ͮ̄ͦ͆͊̅̉ͪ̉̚̚̚͘͞i̧̦̪̰̳͚̩͚̘͇͎̻̞̥͙̙̾̃ͬ̂ͮ̑̒́̽́͜ͅnͩ̑ ̨̜̹̼̖̭͔̦̪͚̪̘̟̤̪̔̇̉ͨͫ̀̅ͣͤ̍̿͐̓͢͠ġ̵̴ͮͫͦ͜҉͇̖̠͎̞͔̯̳̹̮̮͈̭̭̪̟͜ ̡͙͉̼̝̺̤͖͈̫ͬ̓ͦ͛̐͟t̸͎͙̣̦̤̟̮͉̦̖̠̦͒̎ͧ̌̒̒̒̆͋ͮ͐̾ͧ̿͢o̲͔͉͇͚̹̥̦͇ͧ̃̿ͯͪ͊̓ͨ̄̾̔̈̃̀͆ͦ̓͋ͥ̕ ͍̺ ̴̵͖̪̲̳̳̰̰̯̖͇̆̌̄ͤ̔e̡͎̪̭̠͉̼̹̜̗̝͓̍̀͆̒͋̄̒ͨ̋͘͡͠s̶̨̬̞̼͍̪͂̓̆̿̔ͯͨ̈ͫͦͣ͒ͥͨ̔̋͗͛͟͠͝cͥͩ̃ ͍̙̖̘̱̥̱̹̟̫̩̯̥̙̏ͬ̐̈͢͟ͅa̷͂̑͂̈́̃ͯ̓̅͋ͫ͒́͝͏̳̼̲̟p̷̭͚̟͎̫̤̏̏ͥ̑̆ͫͮͭͭ͟e̗̮͇̫͛ͨͮ̉ͬ̇̑̆͘͜͡ ̯̙̰̲͎
The next poster understood all my inside voices speaking above.
Indeed, when not arguing, i quite enjoy the infighting between you ulfens.
A glass of '666 wine and a succubus at my side, nice entertainment.
The next poster is adept at organizing the UDS' group cage fights.
Yes. Putting them all in a big cage is really all it takes. If they haven't gotten to it in two hours, tossing in a penny should set it off.
The next poster is an inveterate UDS fan.
Three cheers for the Underwear Destruction Society!
The next poster is an inveterate UPS fan
Where is package?! Fawful has much anxiousness!
Next posting has much fury! So much fury!
*Whack with the warhammer*..oh and i've succeeded as well.
The next poster is Cr500cricket's nurse, getting him patched up again.
Seeing as most of them feature my own parts, dark or otherwise.
The next poster pwned Drizzt.
Come on! I'll show you who the Disco King is!
The next person is horrified at the thought of someone who looks like a vampire yeti with mange in a disco suit.
Damn right. He never stood a chance against me at Unreal Tournament!
The next poster dual wields Redeemers.
And they still don't have enough dakka!
The next poster as a suggestion for an upgrade.
My friend, I give you the miniredeemer. Belt-fed electronic Gatling Redeemer capable of firing 2,400 tactical nuclear missiles per minute.
The next poster scoffs at this pathetic excuse for firepower.
Ah yes.
*decapitates UDS*
There. Full immunity to every special attack and power the succubi have. And since I am so generous, you don't even have to pay!
The next poster thinks I may have overreacted.
Pleasenotmenextihaveuhhhsomewhereelseineedtobe
Next poster, please let me through!
Sure, * wields the blade named "ME" and rushes it through Red Shirt #44.*
It's what red shirts are for, dying!
The next poster shares with us how many different redshirt deaths he has documented thus far.
For some reason, people think killing me does some good.
The next player has stared into me and felt my gaze as I stared back.
You'll rue the day you ruined my cabbages!
The next poster is with that gang of crazy kids who keep causing me more trouble!
With them? I lead them! Quick, set fire to the broccoli!
The next power is the kid who sets fire to the broccoli.
Hehehehehehehehhahahahahahahhhehehehhuhuhuheheh....
The next poster is on fire, heheheheheh....
Yeeeeeeeees?
The next poster is a heretic who wants this fire gone. BURRRRRRNNNNNN!!!
*Steps in dual wielding fire extinguishers.*
Chill.
The next poster is abusing diplomatic immunity they do not, in fact, have.
I have diplomatic immunity from the nation of Obviouslyfakeistan for starting all of these fires!
The next poster will claim to be the ruler of Obviouslyfakeistan to gain similar immunity.
SQUEAK.
SQUEAK?
Only on Tuesdays.
The next poster was once a god, but got bored. Their new line of work is...