"Hey Alt, what are you doing now?" "Reading my story on armorgames. It's called the Neverending Story." "How could it never end if it only ends up being four lines?" "Read it closely." 0.o
P: You know, DB05 lost it. M: So did you and Alt. P: Oh right. M: Their conversations are getting longer than ours D: P: I'll show them. Bla bla blablablablbalbalbalbblablbalbab xgeeef four four threven six ungerstee apse M: SHUT UP! P: Oh, okay. M: Thankyou. ...
"I see we're still the most sane here that have posted regularly."
M: Once you've posted here, you're no longer sane.
M: Once you've posted here, you're no longer sane.
"I already said that. I said that we're all at equal levels of sanity since we're all unsane." "Yeah, don't make me repeat myself. And don't say that I said it again!" "Who are you yelling at?" "You..." "You mean you?" "You know, I'm beginning to think thinking of ways to destroy all mirrors is a good idea." "[booming ominous voice]You wouldn't want to do that, now would you?[/booming ominous vouce]" "O_o" "O Is iz b an angelz" "Talk properly. Pazx will get mad at you for not having good grammar." "O_o" "Ha, now you're scared, too. :P" "~`.`~" "???"
"DB seems to have lost it." "Lost what, Alt?" "Lost his vocabulary, for one thing." "Oh." "He seems to have Multiple Personality Disorder." "Or, Chill, he could just be unsane like the rest of us." "I thought you were insane." "If kittens could shoot laser beams when they roar, and nachos had the ability to knit rugs out of old coffee cups, then I would be insane. But, clearly all kittens are mute and nachos prefer cross-stitch, so I'm unsane, not insane." "The banter of the insane. . . ." "UNsane." "Alt, shut up. You belong in an asylum." "Oh no. Asylums have awful food." "ahhhh. . . ."
"Talk properly. Pazx will get mad at you for not having good grammar."
I iz parrt lolcat. i iz liekz lolcatz langige.
I iz, I mean am also very serious about grammar.
"Hmm, Pierce thinks I've lost it."
Thinks?
"I already said that. I said that we're all at equal levels of sanity since we're all unsane." "Yeah, don't make me repeat myself. And don't say that I said it again!"
Technically, being unsane means you are neither sane nor insane, and you have no sanity.
"Pazx phrased it pretty well." "Phrased what?" "Shut up, Chill. This is a discussion for main characters only." "But DB, I'm you!" "I thought I destroyed the morror!" "What are you guys doing?" "I'm trying to convince him, er, me to stop bugging me, er, him." *Alt grabs sledgehammer, breaks mirror* "You killed him! Er, me." "You're still alive." "Well he's dead. Er, I am. But I'm right here. . . ." "Aaaaaaaaaaalt! I'm at the keyboard now!" *tries to go to task manager* "Wait, Alt, what's the matter?????" "I disconnected the keyboard." *moans*
P: "This thread is making me feel like I have a purpose in life. That I may be happy again!!" "Good, Pierce! Have a 1337 cookie!" "Alt, did you config this keyboard to only type in 1337?" "Did I not is a better question." "Well, did you not then?" "P0551|3|y. P0551|3|y |\\|07!!1!11111!11!" "LolWhut!?" "Basically, in layman terms, Chill, you're teh noobz and I'm teh haxxxorz." "ugggggghhhhh. . . ." M: do any of you guys play Wesnoth?" P: "I do!!" M" Shut up, Pierce." DB05: You, i mean me, is wrong! I, I mean you, is correct! This annoys me, i mean you, I mean. . .GODDAMN!" "Chill, DB05 is in a bad mood." "Ahhh!" "Alt, what was that?" "Ulimited being chased by a monster." "Oh."
Hey alt, do you have MSN/AIM? I think we should make a super-post here~
M: do any of you guys play Wesnoth?" P: "I do!!" M" Shut up, Pierce."
P: How the heck do you even know what that is? M: I play~ I'm elvenblade P: I think I was thrashed by a person of that name. M: You suck with the humans. P: I do, but you haven't seen my elves yet. M: They'll suck too.
Hey alt, do you have MSN/AIM? I think we should make a super-post here~
No, but I have skype. I'm going to try and get an AIM soon though. . . . ---------------- "I know many things, Pierce." P: Pfffffffffffft. "You do not know the extent of my knowledge." : Yes I do." "You suck with the humans. And the elves." P: That's not fair!" "Yet true. I have huge skill with the Rebels." P: I bet you've never even played it." "Once or twice." P: I hate you, Alt." "And I gave you a 1337 cookie."
M: Hey, now you get to do the double post you've wanted so much~ P: I don't want it anymore. I watched this for fifteen minutes. M: Ouch, that's gotta hurt. P: *moans* M: Hey, how'd you speak a link? P: > >
Technically, being unsane means you are neither sane nor insane, and you have no sanity.
"Exactly, the equal level of sanity I'm talking about is the absence of sanity, which is a level, just like 0 being a number with being anything but a circle that serves as a place holder." "... It's more of an oval..." "Ok, you wanna get picky? It's an ellipse, then." "Hmm, I concur." "Will you stop saying that..." "..."
"Hmm, apparently everyone thinks they can control what we say." "Well, when they put our name and a colon, that kind of takes control of us." "Why are you so passive?" "Because I'm tired." "Me, too." "And you got mad at me for agreeing with you." ">_>" ":P"
"You know Alt, apparently DB thinks that we shouldn 't be able to control what he says. . . ." *>* DB: Would you like to buy some Samoas, sir? "Alt, that was really out of character for him. . . ." "I just got tired of hearing him argue with himself." *munches Samoa* "Alt, can I have a cookie too?" "NO."
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"Hi: "Who the hell are you?" "Your demented side" "I have one? I didn't know..." "I didn't know either until recently too. But then God cam to me in a dream and told me" "That's funny, I can't remember that dream" "I hid it from you. You got the one with the tree" 'Oh yeah, that one... So, how long have you been here" "I don't measure in time" "What then?" "Centimeters" "Huh??" "You wouldn't get it." "You're right" "I don't get it either though..." "That's because you're me." "In practice yes, but theoretically no." "Say what? You're creeping me out!" "I know..."
