Bow and scrape, chums and scrublets!

Lol. Well strunk. (n/t)

Jib — Sun, 23 Jul 2017 15:12:16 -0400

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Just because you catch balls all day without a glove(btw that reminds me you should get checked out) doesn't mean other people prefer the gloveless method. (n/t)

Frosty — Sun, 23 Jul 2017 12:03:06 -0400

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sadly lowers giant foam finger (n/t)

The Faithful of Nazmorghul — Sun, 23 Jul 2017 10:54:30 -0400

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*your (n/t)

Rhyaldrin — Sat, 22 Jul 2017 03:06:03 -0400

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You're an adult

HairyOrangutan — Sat, 22 Jul 2017 02:23:39 -0400

No one other than the woman surrounding the vaginal vessel you splotked out of gives a fuck about your birthday. Act like you've been here before and not like the old dudes at baseball games that wear a glove ffs

Re-posted from 2014 because of my deep and abiding love for all of you.

The Faithful of Nazmorghul — Fri, 21 Jul 2017 11:37:17 -0400

<100%hp 100%m 83%mv> l
Dioxide's Interdimensional Lounge
The atmosphere of this place brings the sharp and instant impression of a living room in which a child has vomited several cartons of pastel crayons. Profanity of every conceivable kind is scrawled into the woodwork beneath the stomach-wrenching vortex of eye-stabbing color, and lewd haiku remains a consistent theme. The furniture is painfully normal, some mid-range balsa and plywood covered in retasked auto industry felt. A large coffee table, strewn with books of old logs and flamewars, is bolted into the ceiling.
[Exits: usually to a porn site]
Scrimbul the felar is here, fighting daurwyn.
daurwyn the felar is here, fighting Scrimbul.
Matrik the felar is here, fighting Scrimbul.
Stormcloak the felar is here, fighting Scrimbul.
A large pool of blood, marred by fresh tracks, lies congealing on the ground.

<100%hp 100%m 83%mv>
Scrimbul narrows his eyes and glares at daurwyn.
Scrimbul's burst of rage *** DEMOLISHES *** daurwyn!
daurwyn appears wearied by the consistent rage.

Scrimbul's beating DISMEMBERS daurwyn!
daurwyn's brilliant logic MANGLES Scrimbul!
The central theme in daurwyn's argument flashes modestly!
Scrimbul appears completely annoyed!

<100%hp 100%m 83%mv>
Matrik steps out from his shower curtain.
Matrik trips Scrimbul, sending him heavily to the ground.
Matrik drives his caustic wit into Scrimbul as he falls, stunning him!
Matrik's cheap shot >>> ANNIHILATES <<< Scrimbul!
Stormcloak utters the words, 'rhytlyn mhuenkeh'
A shimmering ball of hatred appears, firing bolts toward Scrimbul!
A bolt strikes Scrimbul's nutsack!
A tinfoil codpiece reflects only a small portion of the blast.
Stormcloak's digital dickpunching EVISCERATES Scrimbul!
Scrimbul appears as though he hates everything, and I do mean everything, for a few moments.

<100%hp 100%m 83%mv> gl scrimb
You glance at Scrimbul.
Scrimbul is writhing in disbelief at the impotence of the anti-gang code.

<100%hp 100%m 83%mv> com 'hard truth'
You gather yourself for a moment before reaching both hands to the side, sweeping the fabric of time and absurdity before you.
The world spins around you!
Your thoughts become muddled and hazy.
You can't seem to form the necessary words.
Scrimbul disappears in a haze of dilaudid!
daurwyn is handed a large cup of tea and a doobie, and vanishes.
Matrik is encased in a giant golden box with the words, 'TSR' on the cover, and snorts disdainfully before being sucked through a portal to New Zealand.
Stormcloak vanishes in a blinding pillar of light that shoots skyward, veering into geosynchronous orbit.

<100%hp -42%m -23%mv> snigger
You snigger maliciously.

Krilcov steps out of the shadows.
Krilcov says blearily, 'I could sell you my watch.... or my innocence. Kov a feel, big boy?'
Krilcov wiggles his rancid, sore-covered bottom.

Unable to confront the nightmare before you, you flee in terror!
You fled east.

Precise on all counts, as per usual.

The Faithful of Nazmorghul — Thu, 20 Jul 2017 23:45:53 -0400

-and lo, from the deepest part of the misty forest arose a figure of myth and legend, who shone forth as a beacon to all that is right and holy; his mailed hauberk a study in gilded titanium, and aloft he bore a shining gauntlet clenching a placard which in the Elder Tongue read thus:

Take it to the sportsboard

pls respond

My oldest is grown and out of the house (at least for the moment)

The Faithful of Nazmorghul — Thu, 20 Jul 2017 23:42:38 -0400

The younger ones are going through a big first-person-shooter phase. I mean, I raise 'em up right. FPS, then RTS, then turn-based grand strategy, Gold Box SSI AD&D games, THEN a CF character.

HA!

The Faithful of Nazmorghul — Thu, 20 Jul 2017 23:40:14 -0400

You kids get off my damn lawn!

You're one, I admit, who might very well have seen some part of the centuries I've endured. Good to see you around!

Re: Bow and scrape, chums and scrublets!

alansmithee — Wed, 19 Jul 2017 14:04:05 -0400

Pshaw. Whippersnapper.

Yikes (n/t)

Kstatida — Wed, 19 Jul 2017 13:20:24 -0400

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In the US, it is illegal to dungeon crawl inside of your kids. n/t

Stevers — Wed, 19 Jul 2017 12:35:05 -0400

And I am pretty sure Faithful is in the US/doesn't want to be arrested

If it's dungeon-crawling with the wife and not with the kids, you're nowhere near senior to even half of us (n/t)

Kstatida — Wed, 19 Jul 2017 10:20:36 -0400

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Bow and scrape, chums and scrublets!

The Faithful of Nazmorghul — Wed, 19 Jul 2017 10:18:03 -0400

Today I ascend to a new arbitrary chronological interval of measure! I'd wager two thin dimes I'm senior to almost all of you. I don't get senior discounts yet, but soon...

Early Bird Salad Bar, Dungeon-crawling with the wife, and off to bed by 9? Sounds a doozy of a time, what?

Cheers.

Bow and scrape, chums and scrublets!

Lol. Well strunk. (n/t)

Just because you catch balls all day without a glove(btw that reminds me you should get checked out) doesn't mean other people prefer the gloveless method. (n/t)

*sadly lowers giant foam finger* (n/t)

*your (n/t)

You're an adult

Re-posted from 2014 because of my deep and abiding love for all of you.

Precise on all counts, as per usual.

My oldest is grown and out of the house (at least for the moment)

HA!

Re: Bow and scrape, chums and scrublets!

Yikes (n/t)

In the US, it is illegal to dungeon crawl inside of your kids. n/t

If it's dungeon-crawling with the wife and not with the kids, you're nowhere near senior to even half of us (n/t)

Bow and scrape, chums and scrublets!

sadly lowers giant foam finger (n/t)