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Geometry Dash addict. You should play the level with the ID of 127223597 because I made and it's super cool (subjectively).
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earth has now been taken over by the giant primordial space fox army..... Planet Mogadore is next...
I begin constructing the Ultra-Hyper-Giga-Omega-TitanoreXtreme Mega Death Blaster 5000 in order to combat the space foxes. Unfortunately, due to a small workforce and a lack of resources, this may take a while.
I purchase a microtransaction to make the production rate 2x as fast. I also have a cool hat now.
Using hyper-super-mega-giga-peta-omega-advanced technology (and the aura of "Guess who's back, back again?"), I create a giganto-massive-ultra-super-peta-techno-Starship and copyright it. Using its extra-super-omega-hyper-awesome warp drive, it moves towards the primordial space fox army, appearing out of polydimensional space above Earth. Using its hyper-destro-nuclear weapons, it blows Earth to smithereens, dealing Unable to parse dice roll. explosion damage.
Unfortunately, the dice aren't on your side (and the Earth has immunity anyways). It dodged your attack. I then use a slingshot to aim a potato directly into a port on your ship that blows up your giganto-massive-super-peta-techno-Starship and its extra-super-omega-hyper-awesome warp drive and the patents for everything you've trademarked to smithereens. I quickly take the new copyright, create them with my own improvements and blow you to smithereens dealing infinite darkness damage that bypasses resistance and immunities.
However, the money'll help me out. Before this battle even began, I hired a psychic to tell us the outcome. We knew that Earth would miss, we just wanted to scare you all. Now, using our patented anti-Potato technology, your potato is caught by our tractor beam, brought into the ship, cooked a little, and mashed potatoes are served for dinner. With your improved technology, I use the extra-super-omega-awesome warp drive to leave the galaxy...soon to be seen again (Emperor Palpatine-style).
Is what you think, anyway. Sadly, what you failed to account for was the advanced hyper-positronic release tracker, which my now-finished Ultra-Hyper-Giga-Omega-TitanoreXtreme Mega Death Blaster 5000 (thanks for the production boost, Gibber, I owe you one) will of course be using to lock on to you shortly.You have 35 seconds until the Ultra-Hyper-Giga-Omega-TitanoreXtreme Mega Death Blaster 5000 finishes charging, after which you will be removed from existence. Assuming you do nothing to stop it, anyway, which I really hope you don't; it would be terribly inconvenient if you dodged the blast.
Anyway! The extra-super-omega-awesome warp drive-powered spaceship (?) must succeed on a DC 242 dexterity save or be annihilated.
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Geometry Dash addict. You should play the level with the ID of 127223597 because I made and it's super cool (subjectively).
Active every third Saturday of every second month of every third year of every ninth decade of every twelfth century.
earth has now been taken over by the giant primordial space fox army..... Planet Mogadore is next...
I begin constructing the Ultra-Hyper-Giga-Omega-TitanoreXtreme Mega Death Blaster 5000 in order to combat the space foxes. Unfortunately, due to a small workforce and a lack of resources, this may take a while.
I purchase a microtransaction to make the production rate 2x as fast. I also have a cool hat now.
Using hyper-super-mega-giga-peta-omega-advanced technology (and the aura of "Guess who's back, back again?"), I create a giganto-massive-ultra-super-peta-techno-Starship and copyright it. Using its extra-super-omega-hyper-awesome warp drive, it moves towards the primordial space fox army, appearing out of polydimensional space above Earth. Using its hyper-destro-nuclear weapons, it blows Earth to smithereens, dealing Unable to parse dice roll. explosion damage.
Unfortunately, the dice aren't on your side (and the Earth has immunity anyways). It dodged your attack. I then use a slingshot to aim a potato directly into a port on your ship that blows up your giganto-massive-super-peta-techno-Starship and its extra-super-omega-hyper-awesome warp drive and the patents for everything you've trademarked to smithereens. I quickly take the new copyright, create them with my own improvements and blow you to smithereens dealing infinite darkness damage that bypasses resistance and immunities.
However, the money'll help me out. Before this battle even began, I hired a psychic to tell us the outcome. We knew that Earth would miss, we just wanted to scare you all. Now, using our patented anti-Potato technology, your potato is caught by our tractor beam, brought into the ship, cooked a little, and mashed potatoes are served for dinner. With your improved technology, I use the extra-super-omega-awesome warp drive to leave the galaxy...soon to be seen again (Emperor Palpatine-style).
Is what you think, anyway. Sadly, what you failed to account for was the advanced hyper-positronic release tracker, which my now-finished Ultra-Hyper-Giga-Omega-TitanoreXtreme Mega Death Blaster 5000 (thanks for the production boost, Gibber, I owe you one) will of course be using to lock on to you shortly.You have 35 seconds until the Ultra-Hyper-Giga-Omega-TitanoreXtreme Mega Death Blaster 5000 finishes charging, after which you will be removed from existence. Assuming you do nothing to stop it, anyway, which I really hope you don't; it would be terribly inconvenient if you dodged the blast.
Anyway! The extra-super-omega-awesome warp drive-powered spaceship (?) must succeed on a DC 246 dexterity save or be annihilated.
Um…(gonna find a quick way out of this one since I’m typing on my iPad)
Using super-hydro disassembly technology, the extra-super-omega-awesome warp-drive powered spaceship splits into parts, fleeing where the Ultra-Hyper-Gita-Omega-TitanoreXtreme Megs Death Blaster 5000 shoots. The Dexterity modifiers of its 16 parts are now 16 times that of the whole — giving them a +256 saving throw bonus.
The Save of the Millenium: 265
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Build us a door And rest here with me Lights are on But nobody's home... extended sig
earth has now been taken over by the giant primordial space fox army..... Planet Mogadore is next...
I begin constructing the Ultra-Hyper-Giga-Omega-TitanoreXtreme Mega Death Blaster 5000 in order to combat the space foxes. Unfortunately, due to a small workforce and a lack of resources, this may take a while.
I purchase a microtransaction to make the production rate 2x as fast. I also have a cool hat now.
Using hyper-super-mega-giga-peta-omega-advanced technology (and the aura of "Guess who's back, back again?"), I create a giganto-massive-ultra-super-peta-techno-Starship and copyright it. Using its extra-super-omega-hyper-awesome warp drive, it moves towards the primordial space fox army, appearing out of polydimensional space above Earth. Using its hyper-destro-nuclear weapons, it blows Earth to smithereens, dealing Unable to parse dice roll. explosion damage.
Unfortunately, the dice aren't on your side (and the Earth has immunity anyways). It dodged your attack. I then use a slingshot to aim a potato directly into a port on your ship that blows up your giganto-massive-super-peta-techno-Starship and its extra-super-omega-hyper-awesome warp drive and the patents for everything you've trademarked to smithereens. I quickly take the new copyright, create them with my own improvements and blow you to smithereens dealing infinite darkness damage that bypasses resistance and immunities.
However, the money'll help me out. Before this battle even began, I hired a psychic to tell us the outcome. We knew that Earth would miss, we just wanted to scare you all. Now, using our patented anti-Potato technology, your potato is caught by our tractor beam, brought into the ship, cooked a little, and mashed potatoes are served for dinner. With your improved technology, I use the extra-super-omega-awesome warp drive to leave the galaxy...soon to be seen again (Emperor Palpatine-style).
Is what you think, anyway. Sadly, what you failed to account for was the advanced hyper-positronic release tracker, which my now-finished Ultra-Hyper-Giga-Omega-TitanoreXtreme Mega Death Blaster 5000 (thanks for the production boost, Gibber, I owe you one) will of course be using to lock on to you shortly.You have 35 seconds until the Ultra-Hyper-Giga-Omega-TitanoreXtreme Mega Death Blaster 5000 finishes charging, after which you will be removed from existence. Assuming you do nothing to stop it, anyway, which I really hope you don't; it would be terribly inconvenient if you dodged the blast.
Anyway! The extra-super-omega-awesome warp drive-powered spaceship (?) must succeed on a DC 246 dexterity save or be annihilated.
Now, using infinite negative-aura powers, learned in the deepest caves of a planet called Earth, the 6’7 power of the saving throw refracts the beam, scattering it across the galaxy. Half the galaxy is instantly destroyed.
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Build us a door And rest here with me Lights are on But nobody's home... extended sig
the GPSFA is advancing... it grows with every passing millisecond... it will soon grow so large that it will overrun the observable universe... the GPSFA is working on faster than light travel to reach the rest of the universe...
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Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I pay a group of washing machines to spin around and distract people in case I need to make an epic escape. Not at the moment, but when it eventually happens. (Washing machines-- NEVER trust dryers, you'll wake up with half your stuff gone)
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
I pay a group of washing machines to spin around and distract people in case I need to make an epic escape. Not at the moment, but when it eventually happens. (Washing machines-- NEVER trust dryers, you'll wake up with half your stuff gone)
Are you saying this from experience?
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Build us a door And rest here with me Lights are on But nobody's home... extended sig
the GPSFA is advancing... it grows with every passing millisecond... it will soon grow so large that it will overrun the observable universe... the GPSFA is working on faster than light travel to reach the rest of the universe...
Theoretically, using the 3X + 1 problem, each and every fox in your army can be grouped into one. So, using extra-hyper-giga-super-awesome-maxi-turbo uno-reversal technology, your army is now contained within a single point, infinitely growing to never fill the point. You perceive said point as the universe, and continue to grow to fill and conquer it, but you reach nowhere.
Then, if it wasn't bad enough, this point is now displayed in the Galactic Museum of Curiosities, now open (and funded by Wes, INC) on Koruskant [definitely doesn't resemble anything trust]. People goggle at you through microscopes all day.
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Build us a door And rest here with me Lights are on But nobody's home... extended sig
I pay a group of washing machines to spin around and distract people in case I need to make an epic escape. Not at the moment, but when it eventually happens. (Washing machines-- NEVER trust dryers, you'll wake up with half your stuff gone)
Are you saying this from experience?
Maybe, maybe not. Half of your stuff could include your memory.
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
I pay a group of washing machines to spin around and distract people in case I need to make an epic escape. Not at the moment, but when it eventually happens. (Washing machines-- NEVER trust dryers, you'll wake up with half your stuff gone)
Are you saying this from experience?
Maybe, maybe not. Half of your stuff could include your memory.
PLOT TWIST
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
I pay a group of washing machines to spin around and distract people in case I need to make an epic escape. Not at the moment, but when it eventually happens. (Washing machines-- NEVER trust dryers, you'll wake up with half your stuff gone)
Are you saying this from experience?
Maybe, maybe not. Half of your stuff could include your memory.
PLOT TWIST
infinite nonchalantness aura
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Build us a door And rest here with me Lights are on But nobody's home... extended sig
I pay a group of washing machines to spin around and distract people in case I need to make an epic escape. Not at the moment, but when it eventually happens. (Washing machines-- NEVER trust dryers, you'll wake up with half your stuff gone)
Are you saying this from experience?
Maybe, maybe not. Half of your stuff could include your memory.
PLOT TWIST
infinite nonchalantness aura
No.
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
While all this is happening, I ask if anyone wants a bowl of Grandma Brownie's Chocolate Chunker Wunker Bunkers, now with even bigger chunks of chocolate chunks!
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
While all this is happening, I ask if anyone wants a bowl of Grandma Brownie's Chocolate Chunker Wunker Bunkers, now with even bigger chunks of chocolate chunks!
What kind of chocolate?
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
While all this is happening, I ask if anyone wants a bowl of Grandma Brownie's Chocolate Chunker Wunker Bunkers, now with even bigger chunks of chocolate chunks!
What kind of chocolate?
Delicious! And they're massive, massive chocolate chunks! Bigger then ever!
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
onions is better now
uhhhh
Trans demigurl
pronouns she/they but just call me insults(I find it humorous)
I like spaghetti and all things lovecraftian,plus homebrew is my hobby
bisexual but taken so I'm in all Bi-myself *please laugh*
ducks are the superior species :3
(not a duck :( unfortunately)
What on earth is "onions"? Is there a usurper?
Join The Absolutely Anything Thread! We need help. Help us. Please. I am begging you please help us I'm so scared for my life right now these people should be locked up
Geometry Dash addict. You should play the level with the ID of 127223597 because I made and it's super cool (subjectively).
Active every third Saturday of every second month of every third year of every ninth decade of every twelfth century.
The Onions are Like Worms thread? Mayhaps.
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
You're comparing two completely different threads that have entirely different purposes.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, firstborn child and liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer (Drummer), the Endless Maws (Isis), the Mad Murderer (PJ), more on my extended sig
That's a chat thread
Hallo
People who aren't from here or DeviantArt might know me from various games or might know me as Dino on some of those games
I will go by these if ya wanna say something nicknames: Dinao, Diano, Or Dino
'tis all
:p
It’s based on personal opinion — it isn’t exactly a ranking of the “best threads of X type.”
although now I am confused
honestly
people and imaginary intergalactic wars on a cosmic scale = about the same amount of interest in my book
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
Anyway! The extra-super-omega-awesome warp drive-powered spaceship (?) must succeed on a DC 242 dexterity save or be annihilated.
Join The Absolutely Anything Thread! We need help. Help us. Please. I am begging you please help us I'm so scared for my life right now these people should be locked up
Geometry Dash addict. You should play the level with the ID of 127223597 because I made and it's super cool (subjectively).
Active every third Saturday of every second month of every third year of every ninth decade of every twelfth century.
Um…(gonna find a quick way out of this one since I’m typing on my iPad)
Using super-hydro disassembly technology, the extra-super-omega-awesome warp-drive powered spaceship splits into parts, fleeing where the Ultra-Hyper-Gita-Omega-TitanoreXtreme Megs Death Blaster 5000 shoots. The Dexterity modifiers of its 16 parts are now 16 times that of the whole — giving them a +256 saving throw bonus.
The Save of the Millenium: 265
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
Now, using infinite negative-aura powers, learned in the deepest caves of a planet called Earth, the 6’7 power of the saving throw refracts the beam, scattering it across the galaxy. Half the galaxy is instantly destroyed.
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
the GPSFA is advancing... it grows with every passing millisecond... it will soon grow so large that it will overrun the observable universe... the GPSFA is working on faster than light travel to reach the rest of the universe...
Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it) :3
I pay a group of washing machines to spin around and distract people in case I need to make an epic escape. Not at the moment, but when it eventually happens. (Washing machines-- NEVER trust dryers, you'll wake up with half your stuff gone)
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, firstborn child and liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer (Drummer), the Endless Maws (Isis), the Mad Murderer (PJ), more on my extended sig
Are you saying this from experience?
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
Theoretically, using the 3X + 1 problem, each and every fox in your army can be grouped into one. So, using extra-hyper-giga-super-awesome-maxi-turbo uno-reversal technology, your army is now contained within a single point, infinitely growing to never fill the point. You perceive said point as the universe, and continue to grow to fill and conquer it, but you reach nowhere.
Then, if it wasn't bad enough, this point is now displayed in the Galactic Museum of Curiosities, now open (and funded by Wes, INC) on Koruskant [definitely doesn't resemble anything trust]. People goggle at you through microscopes all day.
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
Maybe, maybe not. Half of your stuff could include your memory.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, firstborn child and liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer (Drummer), the Endless Maws (Isis), the Mad Murderer (PJ), more on my extended sig
PLOT TWIST
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
infinite nonchalantness aura
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
No.
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
While all this is happening, I ask if anyone wants a bowl of Grandma Brownie's Chocolate Chunker Wunker Bunkers, now with even bigger chunks of chocolate chunks!
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, firstborn child and liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer (Drummer), the Endless Maws (Isis), the Mad Murderer (PJ), more on my extended sig
What kind of chocolate?
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
Delicious! And they're massive, massive chocolate chunks! Bigger then ever!
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, firstborn child and liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer (Drummer), the Endless Maws (Isis), the Mad Murderer (PJ), more on my extended sig