I pull a potato out from my sleeve inside and hold it up. “You are Theef!”
I hire Penn and Teller to review this moment. After a couple watches, Teller says (out loud):
"Hey, you pulled that out of your sleeve!"
"How was that even not stolen? Maybe Link is working in association with Sturgeon to try and establish me as a scapegoat... Just a hypothetical."
"Oh, good point!"
I attack Link with some karate moves straight from Mr. Miyagi.
I vaporize and reform with a bowler cap with razor edges - where did I get that from? - that I throw at your neck before disappearing.
I catch the cap and pull you back out of it. "There we go!"
I stab you in the neck with a fry-knife (frife anyone?) and mist away.
I let the knife splat against me (it's just fries). Then, I superfreeze the air around us, turning your mist into Bose-Einstein Condensate.
Neither of us can move, since particle movement is next to 0 here.
I toss my empty fry gun to the side (very, very slowly) then disapparate.
As you do that, I very, very slowly grab your wrist and Disapparate with you.
I shove you off and disapparate again. Hope you like Antarctica in winter!
Ahh, how refreshing!
I sunbathe for a couple of minutes and then use /tp to teleport to you. I put you in the heaviest shackle-manacle combo known to man (~6.2 million pounds).
I phase away. (Running out of ways to teleport). The manacle drops to the ground and lands on your pinkie toe.
Luckily for me, I lost that one back in 'Nam!
I casually cha-cha into frame and give you a knuckle sandwich.
(it's a real thing alongside the saying I had one once it was PEAK)
I eat it. Yum. I drop an anvil on your head and warp away.
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Foxy Lunar Archpriest. Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/Him
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love K-pop Demon Hunters and Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
I pull a potato out from my sleeve inside and hold it up. “You are Theef!”
I hire Penn and Teller to review this moment. After a couple watches, Teller says (out loud):
"Hey, you pulled that out of your sleeve!"
"How was that even not stolen? Maybe Link is working in association with Sturgeon to try and establish me as a scapegoat... Just a hypothetical."
"Oh, good point!"
I attack Link with some karate moves straight from Mr. Miyagi.
I vaporize and reform with a bowler cap with razor edges - where did I get that from? - that I throw at your neck before disappearing.
I catch the cap and pull you back out of it. "There we go!"
I stab you in the neck with a fry-knife (frife anyone?) and mist away.
I let the knife splat against me (it's just fries). Then, I superfreeze the air around us, turning your mist into Bose-Einstein Condensate.
Neither of us can move, since particle movement is next to 0 here.
I toss my empty fry gun to the side (very, very slowly) then disapparate.
As you do that, I very, very slowly grab your wrist and Disapparate with you.
I shove you off and disapparate again. Hope you like Antarctica in winter!
Ahh, how refreshing!
I sunbathe for a couple of minutes and then use /tp to teleport to you. I put you in the heaviest shackle-manacle combo known to man (~6.2 million pounds).
I phase away. (Running out of ways to teleport). The manacle drops to the ground and lands on your pinkie toe.
Luckily for me, I lost that one back in 'Nam!
I casually cha-cha into frame and give you a knuckle sandwich.
(it's a real thing alongside the saying I had one once it was PEAK)
I eat it. Yum. I drop an anvil on your head and warp away.
You eat my fist?
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Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death |------extended sig------| Is minic a bhíonn na réaltaí is gile maolaithe ag a lonrú féin.
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 take down the fourth potato wall and build a potato house out of its potato bricks.
At least, I would if all the potatoes hadn't been stolen...
I make a clever scientific argument that I'm not going to post here and win the Nobel Prize for realizing that tomatoes are just a fancy type of potatoes.
THE WORLD HAS POTATOES AGAIN!
I quickly begin experimenting (now guarded by my own SWAT team---look at the perks of being a Nobel laureate!) on tomatoes to see if I can make T-bombs.
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Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death |------extended sig------| Is minic a bhíonn na réaltaí is gile maolaithe ag a lonrú féin.
a beaver swarm attacks! every creature named Jeff takes fifty beavertooth damage and becomes a werebeaver
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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 eat it. Yum. I drop an anvil on your head and warp away.
Hiya! You can call me Link. Here’s a bit about me:
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Foxy Lunar Archpriest. Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/Him
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love K-pop Demon Hunters and Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Èist ri cuairtean na grèine!You eat my fist?
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
|------extended sig------|
Is minic a bhíonn na réaltaí is gile maolaithe ag a lonrú féin.
I become the aspect of mobile users and ask the quote chains be cut.
In the meantime, I stand by the sidelines and counterspell any attempts by Link to teleport away.
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
i start a potato farm
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 take down the fourth potato wall and build a potato house out of its potato bricks.
At least, I would if all the potatoes hadn't been stolen...
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
I make a clever scientific argument that I'm not going to post here and win the Nobel Prize for realizing that tomatoes are just a fancy type of potatoes.
THE WORLD HAS POTATOES AGAIN!
I quickly begin experimenting (now guarded by my own SWAT team---look at the perks of being a Nobel laureate!) on tomatoes to see if I can make T-bombs.
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
|------extended sig------|
Is minic a bhíonn na réaltaí is gile maolaithe ag a lonrú féin.
a beaver swarm attacks! every creature named Jeff takes fifty beavertooth damage and becomes a werebeaver
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