Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) In this place where you're not here, in this place where I was with you Your eyes are too kind, and I'm covered in wounds. Don't let me love you. They say people are born different. We brainwashed in the same system. They expect perfection. So how can we be different? NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT MERLIN ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT: [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) In this place where you're not here, in this place where I was with you Your eyes are too kind, and I'm covered in wounds. Don't let me love you. They say people are born different. We brainwashed in the same system. They expect perfection. So how can we be different? NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT MERLIN ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT: [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
(on the outskirts of Jeff's domain, a dust devil appears, and out of it a tiny dry voice boasts)
"Praise to SORDIDA!"
A banana falls on the dust devil, destroying it completely.
A tri-112 plasma ray gun removes the area it was in from existence,
A false hydra then drops a diss track on it, making everyone forget its existence. (Ignore that that's not how false hydras work)
A small cat waddles outside, pressing a comically large red button on a rectangular remote that somehow fit into it's non-existant pockets on it's robe, and a laser beams down onto the area where the dust devil was, eviscerating all molecules of dust that formed its existence.
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
(on the outskirts of Jeff's domain, a dust devil appears, and out of it a tiny dry voice boasts)
"Praise to SORDIDA!"
A banana falls on the dust devil, destroying it completely.
A tri-112 plasma ray gun removes the area it was in from existence,
A false hydra then drops a diss track on it, making everyone forget its existence. (Ignore that that's not how false hydras work)
A small cat waddles outside, pressing a comically large red button on a rectangular remote that somehow fit into it's non-existant pockets on it's robe, and a laser beams down onto the area where the dust devil was, eviscerating all molecules of dust that formed its existence.
(on the outskirts of Jeff's domain, a dust devil appears, and out of it a tiny dry voice boasts)
"Praise to SORDIDA!"
A banana falls on the dust devil, destroying it completely.
A tri-112 plasma ray gun removes the area it was in from existence,
A false hydra then drops a diss track on it, making everyone forget its existence. (Ignore that that's not how false hydras work)
A small cat waddles outside, pressing a comically large red button on a rectangular remote that somehow fit into it's non-existant pockets on it's robe, and a laser beams down onto the area where the dust devil was, eviscerating all molecules of dust that formed its existence.
A microwave grabs the cat then flies away
Our comically large tracking mini guns fire hardened clay bullets at the microwave, knocking it from the sky to keep it from kidnapping our cultists. These mini-clay-guns then are replaced by explosive clay launchers that blow up the area where the dust devil was to the point of unrecognizability.
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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
(on the outskirts of Jeff's domain, a dust devil appears, and out of it a tiny dry voice boasts)
"Praise to SORDIDA!"
A banana falls on the dust devil, destroying it completely.
A tri-112 plasma ray gun removes the area it was in from existence,
A false hydra then drops a diss track on it, making everyone forget its existence. (Ignore that that's not how false hydras work)
A small cat waddles outside, pressing a comically large red button on a rectangular remote that somehow fit into it's non-existant pockets on it's robe, and a laser beams down onto the area where the dust devil was, eviscerating all molecules of dust that formed its existence.
A microwave grabs the cat then flies away
The cat hisses, and unplugs the extension cord from the microwave, turning it off.
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
*Btw, Gonz, wanna join a mafia game that I'm hosting? Specifically asking because iirc you wanted to join the one Platy ran but didn't find it in time*
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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
*Btw, Gonz, wanna join a mafia game that I'm hosting? Specifically asking because iirc you wanted to join the one Platy ran but didn't find it in time*
*Sher!*
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
(on the outskirts of Jeff's domain, a dust devil appears, and out of it a tiny dry voice boasts)
"Praise to SORDIDA!"
A banana falls on the dust devil, destroying it completely.
A tri-112 plasma ray gun removes the area it was in from existence,
A false hydra then drops a diss track on it, making everyone forget its existence. (Ignore that that's not how false hydras work)
A small cat waddles outside, pressing a comically large red button on a rectangular remote that somehow fit into it's non-existant pockets on it's robe, and a laser beams down onto the area where the dust devil was, eviscerating all molecules of dust that formed its existence.
A microwave grabs the cat then flies away
The cat hisses, and unplugs the extension cord from the microwave, turning it off.
The microwave continues flying because it can't be unplugged because it has hidden tiny power cords
(on the outskirts of Jeff's domain, a dust devil appears, and out of it a tiny dry voice boasts)
"Praise to SORDIDA!"
A banana falls on the dust devil, destroying it completely.
A tri-112 plasma ray gun removes the area it was in from existence,
A false hydra then drops a diss track on it, making everyone forget its existence. (Ignore that that's not how false hydras work)
A small cat waddles outside, pressing a comically large red button on a rectangular remote that somehow fit into it's non-existant pockets on it's robe, and a laser beams down onto the area where the dust devil was, eviscerating all molecules of dust that formed its existence.
A microwave grabs the cat then flies away
The cat hisses, and unplugs the extension cord from the microwave, turning it off.
The microwave continues flying because it can't be unplugged because it has hidden tiny power cords
The cat presses the button again, and another orbital laser beams down onto the microwave.
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
(on the outskirts of Jeff's domain, a dust devil appears, and out of it a tiny dry voice boasts)
"Praise to SORDIDA!"
A banana falls on the dust devil, destroying it completely.
A tri-112 plasma ray gun removes the area it was in from existence,
A false hydra then drops a diss track on it, making everyone forget its existence. (Ignore that that's not how false hydras work)
A small cat waddles outside, pressing a comically large red button on a rectangular remote that somehow fit into it's non-existant pockets on it's robe, and a laser beams down onto the area where the dust devil was, eviscerating all molecules of dust that formed its existence.
A microwave grabs the cat then flies away
The cat hisses, and unplugs the extension cord from the microwave, turning it off.
The microwave continues flying because it can't be unplugged because it has hidden tiny power cords
The cat presses the button again, and another orbital laser beams down onto the microwave.
The microwave proceeds to cook the cat while flying
(on the outskirts of Jeff's domain, a dust devil appears, and out of it a tiny dry voice boasts)
"Praise to SORDIDA!"
A banana falls on the dust devil, destroying it completely.
A tri-112 plasma ray gun removes the area it was in from existence,
A false hydra then drops a diss track on it, making everyone forget its existence. (Ignore that that's not how false hydras work)
A small cat waddles outside, pressing a comically large red button on a rectangular remote that somehow fit into it's non-existant pockets on it's robe, and a laser beams down onto the area where the dust devil was, eviscerating all molecules of dust that formed its existence.
A microwave grabs the cat then flies away
The cat hisses, and unplugs the extension cord from the microwave, turning it off.
The microwave continues flying because it can't be unplugged because it has hidden tiny power cords
The cat presses the button again, and another orbital laser beams down onto the microwave.
The microwave proceeds to cook the cat while flying
The microwave explodes as the humane society launches intercontinental ballistic missiles at the microwave for its transgressions. The cat respawns using one of it's nine lives, then quickly consumes a fairy to regain a life.
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
*Btw, Gonz, wanna join a mafia game that I'm hosting? Specifically asking because iirc you wanted to join the one Platy ran but didn't find it in time*
*Sher!*
*Alright, it's called No Rest For The Wicked*
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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
(on the outskirts of Jeff's domain, a dust devil appears, and out of it a tiny dry voice boasts)
"Praise to SORDIDA!"
A banana falls on the dust devil, destroying it completely.
A tri-112 plasma ray gun removes the area it was in from existence,
A false hydra then drops a diss track on it, making everyone forget its existence. (Ignore that that's not how false hydras work)
A small cat waddles outside, pressing a comically large red button on a rectangular remote that somehow fit into it's non-existant pockets on it's robe, and a laser beams down onto the area where the dust devil was, eviscerating all molecules of dust that formed its existence.
A microwave grabs the cat then flies away
The cat hisses, and unplugs the extension cord from the microwave, turning it off.
The microwave continues flying because it can't be unplugged because it has hidden tiny power cords
The cat presses the button again, and another orbital laser beams down onto the microwave.
The microwave proceeds to cook the cat while flying
A banana enters the microwave with a glass of water. It takes a seat inside of the water. “Ahhhhhhh… hot tubs…” It says.
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
PRAISE JEFF
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
In this place where you're not here, in this place where I was with you
Your eyes are too kind, and I'm covered in wounds. Don't let me love you.
They say people are born different. We brainwashed in the same system. They expect perfection. So how can we be different?
NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT MERLIN ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT: [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Praise Jeff!
Be sure to set your feet in the right place, then stand firm.
Finally back after a long break. Praise Jeff!
PRAISE JEFF
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
In this place where you're not here, in this place where I was with you
Your eyes are too kind, and I'm covered in wounds. Don't let me love you.
They say people are born different. We brainwashed in the same system. They expect perfection. So how can we be different?
NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT MERLIN ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT: [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
As in the social deduction game
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, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
(on the outskirts of Jeff's domain, a dust devil appears, and out of it a tiny dry voice boasts)
"Praise to SORDIDA!"
"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live.
whispering wind.
falling through sky.
knowing i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......
A banana falls on the dust devil, destroying it completely.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
A tri-112 plasma ray gun removes the area it was in from existence,
Be sure to set your feet in the right place, then stand firm.
Finally back after a long break. Praise Jeff!
A false hydra then drops a diss track on it, making everyone forget its existence. (Ignore that that's not how false hydras work)
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, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
A small cat waddles outside, pressing a comically large red button on a rectangular remote that somehow fit into it's non-existant pockets on it's robe, and a laser beams down onto the area where the dust devil was, eviscerating all molecules of dust that formed its existence.
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
A microwave grabs the cat then flies away
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
Our comically large tracking mini guns fire hardened clay bullets at the microwave, knocking it from the sky to keep it from kidnapping our cultists. These mini-clay-guns then are replaced by explosive clay launchers that blow up the area where the dust devil was to the point of unrecognizability.
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, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
The cat hisses, and unplugs the extension cord from the microwave, turning it off.
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
*Btw, Gonz, wanna join a mafia game that I'm hosting? Specifically asking because iirc you wanted to join the one Platy ran but didn't find it in time*
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, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
*Sher!*
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
The microwave continues flying because it can't be unplugged because it has hidden tiny power cords
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
The cat presses the button again, and another orbital laser beams down onto the microwave.
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
The microwave proceeds to cook the cat while flying
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
The microwave explodes as the humane society launches intercontinental ballistic missiles at the microwave for its transgressions. The cat respawns using one of it's nine lives, then quickly consumes a fairy to regain a life.
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
*Alright, it's called No Rest For The Wicked*
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, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
A banana enters the microwave with a glass of water. It takes a seat inside of the water. “Ahhhhhhh… hot tubs…” It says.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!