Last one to post wins

[Charles Scholz]

700th post. I win.

[Zyren Zemerys]

we closed the "700th post wins" thread-but you can still admire my victory!

[KaeYoss]

I win for all reasons.

Among them is the fact that that orc's god is a false one. Crumbs or whatever you call him does not exist. I looked it up. Rovagug, yeah, Gorum, sure, Crumbs? No. Sounds like a kitten.

[Zyren Zemerys]

Hey, look who's there?! Harley Quinn's steroid companion....you're out, I win!

[Kyranor]

making fun of clowns is low...i take your win because you don't deserve it

[Zyren Zemerys]

Making fun of elves is even lower, so I just take your win and don't make you the target of my pranks.

[KaeYoss]

Zyren Zemerys wrote:

Hey, look who's there?! Harley Quinn's steroid companion....you're out, I win!

Well, at least I don't have silly ears.

So I win.

Hooray for my winner's ears.

[Zyren Zemerys]

got ears at all? me wins, booyah!

[Charles Scholz]

I am thinking of starting an ear and hat collection of everyone who has lost to me.

[Zyren Zemerys]

while you just think, I've already won!

[Kyranor]

you should think your plans through, due to the exploitable holes in your strategy I win!

[Zyren Zemerys]

Oh dear, you're still around? OK, I give into your win........................................................................ ........................................................................... ..................and then backstab you for my win!

[Billy Mays_]

*eats everyone*
I win

[Mulban]

*Checks date* Holy crap guys, I've been neglecting my promise to steal victory from you. I hope you all can forgive me while I win.

[Zyren Zemerys]

you're outdated, I win!

[Kyranor]

just give up already! my win is inexorably inevitable!

[Charles Scholz]

You mean your loss is inevitable because I will win.

[Tensor]

This isn't my win. I'm baiting you to post a reply after which I will post and win.

Go ahead. Make your move.

[Kyranor]

Checkmate.

[Tensor]

Mountaintop

[Charles Scholz]

Torchwood

[Tensor]

Claw Hammer the kitten

[Charles Scholz]

You fiend. Attacking a poor helpless kitten. You ought to be ashamed of youself. Just for that, all your wins are now mine.

[Gruumash .]

You are just upset she said it first. You would have done the same thing and now you are just using her words to try and garner more wins. But in the end, I will win.

[Tensor]

Tensor wrote:

Claw Hammer the kitten

Claw Hammer is the kitten's name! She is monstrous.

Have you not seen her fury?

[Eric The Pipe]

duh, winning

[Kyranor]

Rummy! I win!

[Charles Scholz]

Rummy's a kids game. Poker is for adults. Thus I win.

[Tensor]

"I can't believe he is really dead," said Murphy.

[Kyranor]

Objection! Relevance?

[Tensor]

All shall love me and despair.

[Zyren Zemerys]

Lo and behold, me is back!

[Charles Scholz]

Welcome back ZZ. You are still going to lose to my win.

[Tensor]

I hate the TV show "Psych". It is f~%&ing goofey.

[Zyren Zemerys]

Who cares? I win!

Good to see you Charles!

[Tensor]

Did Pants on Fire win?

[Zyren Zemerys]

No, but I will.

[Tensor]

Quoting Bob Dobbs while charging into battle is unusual.

Quoting Bob Newhart is right out.

Quoting Bob Dillan is just silly.

[Zyren Zemerys]

what's wrong with your bobbity?

[Xabulba]

It got booped.

[Charles Scholz]

I will win with my bibbity.

[Zyren Zemerys]

I win coz you're pathetic...as usual

[Tensor]

Synchronized panicking is not a proper battle plan.

[Pugglebottom the Wayward Kender]

<wanders in>
oooo, shiny trophy ...
<pockets trophy and wanders out>

[Gruumash .]

All will quake with fear and panick at my presence and thus I win.

[Piddle]

<walks in, piddles on Gruumash's leg and jumps up and down in a victory dance>

[Tensor]

Even if the rules allow it, you cannot control 20,000 pigeons and use them as flying piranha.

[Zyren Zemerys]

why not? Oh I just won!

[Gruumash .]

<Shaking his leg to get the poodle piddle off it. Cusing in orcish.> "Damnable poodle I declare a blood feud. which I will win." <Draws forth his wicked looking scimitar looking to make a nice new poodle rug.>

[Piddle]

<prances around, looking hopeful at what he misheard as "food", then notices the scimitar and piddles before scurrying out of the thread>