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Strop

10,816 posts

Bard

Posted February 11, '10 10:04am UTC

AW WHAT.

Lemme think something up. It's not time critical, but keep an eye on your email after the next round is posted on Sunday.

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Cenere

13,657 posts

Jester

Posted February 11, '10 10:13am UTC

AW WHAT.

Lemme think something up. It's not time critical, but keep an eye on your email after the next round is posted on Sunday.

The feeling of impending doom gets stronger....

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Xzeno

2,301 posts

Nomad

Posted February 11, '10 3:39pm UTC

Oh, Gantic locked the thread. I wouldn't know, because I ran in terror as soon as I saw a mod coming to kill us. Lessons learned: When you just go with things, they snowball quickly. Kind of surprised to see the more spammy off topic wasn't deleted. More to the point:

What kind of directive you may derive from that is your prerogative.

If you think it would be beneficial to me to be more flexible in attitude or in action, I'm hardly going to ignore your advice.

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kingryan

4,196 posts

Farmer

Posted February 14, '10 2:59am UTC

It's SUNDAAAYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*sits patiently and waits*

*falls asleep*

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thoadthetoad

5,642 posts

Peasant

Posted February 14, '10 3:32am UTC

I see no new updates, yet there is the word "new" in the title.

WHAT IS THIS SORCERY. STROP. YOU GOT SOME SPLAINING TO DO. YOU BETTER HAVE ONE OF THOSE MUTANT EVIL WORMS EATING YOUR LEGS OFF OR SOMETHING GRR.

Wow, that was a lot of caps.

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Hectichermit

1,828 posts

Bard

Posted February 14, '10 3:47am UTC

Shh strops time zone is like Monday isnt it lolz....wait maybe lets see......Austrailia

2:46pm Sunday (EST) - Time in Canberra, Australia
Kingston 3:16pm NFT
Lord Howe Island 2:46pm LHST
Adelaide 2:16pm CST
Perth 11:46am WST
The Settlement 10:46am CXT

o well who knows

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Strop

10,816 posts

Bard

Posted February 14, '10 5:05am UTC

lol no. Right now it's 4pm. I just replaced my laptop keyboard.

TO THE DRAWING BOARD!!!

Yeah, update will come in the coming hours. Honest.

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kingryan

4,196 posts

Farmer

Posted February 14, '10 5:57am UTC

Hectic you missed this one:

Boganland (Victoria) - 4:57pm

*waits some more...*

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Strop

10,816 posts

Bard

Posted February 14, '10 2:14pm UTC

Boganland (Victoria) - 4:57pm

*waits some more...*

For that I won't update tonight bwahahaha.

You can all blame Kingbogan >:3

No seriously though, I've written the text. The image isn't finished because there is something very specific I wanted to do with it (again, firefly knows.) And I had a Chinese New Year dinner which ran long. So here's a...

SNEAK PREVIEW

"CEEEEEEEN!?"

Strop already knew it was useless calling out again. Once Cenere was gone, Cenere was gone where even Strop couldn't find him, and Strop could tell Cenere was gone since he hadn't already reluctantly appeared looking grumpy and polishing his glasses.

"Well darn, there's simply no more time to waste. The next round must be started and the victestants gathered!" With that, Strop marched to the window of Cen's apartment (the very same window he had entered through), and clambered out. But instead of descending six storeys to the ground, he climed the final two to the roof. There, he fished around in his suit and produced a sinister looking package.

"Heh heh heh", Strop giggled horsily to himself, strapping the package to a cylinder which was in turn attached to an arrow. "If you can't find 'em, make 'em come to you." He notched the arrow and drew it back as far as it would go, so that the head was barely resting in the nook of the bow.

IMAGE

As the confetti spread out across the City of ArmorGames, Strop threw his arms wide and started laughing.

"To the Community Hall!" he called to nobody in particular, before leaping off the rooftop, cutting a swathe through the paper rain.

---

"Alright, let's get this show star- what the?"

Strop threw open the doors of the community hall, the remaining victestants close behind, only to freeze. It was a bizarre scene that greeted him.

IMAGE

"Aw man what? What the hell are you doing?"

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And since I've made you wait so long, I'm going to give you a hint. The task is going to have absolutely nothing to do with the developments of this chapter thus far.

You had better get your rhyme on.

[quote]Boganland (Victoria) - 4:57pm\r\n\r\n*waits some more...*[/quote]\r\n\r\nFor that I won't update tonight bwahahaha.\r\n\r\nYou can all blame Kingbogan >:3\r\n\r\nNo seriously though, I've written the text. The image isn't finished because there is something very specific I wanted to do with it (again, firefly knows.) And I had a Chinese New Year dinner which ran long. So here's a...\r\n\r\n[b]SNEAK PREVIEW[/b]\r\n\r\n"CEEEEEEEN!?"\r\n\r\nStrop already knew it was useless calling out again. Once Cenere was gone, Cenere was gone where even Strop couldn't find him, and Strop could tell Cenere was gone since he hadn't already reluctantly appeared looking grumpy and polishing his glasses.\r\n\r\n"Well darn, there's simply no more time to waste. The next round must be started and the victestants gathered!" With that, Strop marched to the window of Cen's apartment (the very same window he had entered through), and clambered out. But instead of descending six storeys to the ground, he climed the final two to the roof. There, he fished around in his suit and produced a sinister looking package.\r\n\r\n"Heh heh heh", Strop giggled horsily to himself, strapping the package to a cylinder which was in turn attached to an arrow. "If you can't find 'em, make 'em come to you." He notched the arrow and drew it back as far as it would go, so that the head was barely resting in the nook of the bow.\r\n\r\nIMAGE\r\n\r\nAs the confetti spread out across the City of ArmorGames, Strop threw his arms wide and started laughing.\r\n\r\n"To the Community Hall!" he called to nobody in particular, before leaping off the rooftop, cutting a swathe through the paper rain.\r\n\r\n---\r\n\r\n"Alright, let's get this show star- what the?"\r\n\r\nStrop threw open the doors of the community hall, the remaining victestants close behind, only to freeze. It was a bizarre scene that greeted him.\r\n\r\nIMAGE\r\n\r\n"Aw man what? What the hell are you doing?"\r\n\r\n---\r\n\r\nAnd since I've made you wait so long, I'm going to give you a hint. The task is going to have absolutely nothing to do with the [i]developments of this chapter thus far[/i].\r\n\r\nYou had better get your rhyme on.

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crimsonblade55

5,420 posts

Shepherd

Posted February 14, '10 3:28pm UTC

You had better get your rhyme on.

Why do I get the feeling it will be something like a rap battle, or poetry or something now?

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Hectichermit

1,828 posts

Bard

Posted February 14, '10 5:57pm UTC

Noo "So You Think You Can Dance Like A Drunken Bogan on A Boat While Holding a Beer Contest" has come.....

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Strop

10,816 posts

Bard

Posted February 15, '10 8:24am UTC

Hermit, I'm pretty sure your cameo stand could fit in the community hall...

Drawing the images now.

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thoadthetoad

5,642 posts

Peasant

Posted February 15, '10 8:36am UTC

Bahahahah. A rapper gangbanger thoad is going to have a fun time here I bet.

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Strop

10,816 posts

Bard

Posted February 15, '10 10:57am UTC

Okay, much better:

"CEEEEEEEN!?"

Strop already knew it was useless calling out again. Once Cenere was gone, Cenere was gone where even Strop couldn't find him, and Strop could tell Cenere was gone since he hadn't already reluctantly appeared looking grumpy and polishing his glasses.

"Well darn, there's simply no more time to waste. The next round must be started and the victestants gathered!" With that, Strop marched to the window of Cen's apartment (the very same window he had entered through), and clambered out. But instead of descending six storeys to the ground, he climed the final two to the roof. There, he fished around in his suit and produced a sinister looking package.

"Heh heh heh", Strop giggled horsily to himself, strapping the package to a cylinder which was in turn attached to an arrow. "If you can't find 'em, make 'em come to you." He notched the arrow and drew it back as far as it would go, so that the head was barely resting in the nook of the bow.

As the confetti spread out across the City of ArmorGames, Strop threw his arms wide and started laughing.

"To the Community Hall!" he called to nobody in particular, before leaping off the rooftop, cutting a swathe through the paper rain.

Okay, much better:\r\n\r\n"CEEEEEEEN!?"\r\n\r\nStrop already knew it was useless calling out again. Once Cenere was gone, Cenere was gone where even Strop couldn't find him, and Strop could tell Cenere was gone since he hadn't already reluctantly appeared looking grumpy and polishing his glasses.\r\n\r\n"Well darn, there's simply no more time to waste. The next round must be started and the victestants gathered!" With that, Strop marched to the window of Cen's apartment (the very same window he had entered through), and clambered out. But instead of descending six storeys to the ground, he climed the final two to the roof. There, he fished around in his suit and produced a sinister looking package.\r\n\r\n"Heh heh heh", Strop giggled horsily to himself, strapping the package to a cylinder which was in turn attached to an arrow. "If you can't find 'em, make 'em come to you." He notched the arrow and drew it back as far as it would go, so that the head was barely resting in the nook of the bow.\r\n\r\n[img]http://i438.photobucket.com/albums/qq105/strawpony/Way%20Of%20Moderation/5-14.png[/img]\r\n\r\nAs the confetti spread out across the City of ArmorGames, Strop threw his arms wide and started laughing.\r\n\r\n"To the Community Hall!" he called to nobody in particular, before leaping off the rooftop, cutting a swathe through the paper rain.

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goumas13

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Grand Duke

Posted February 15, '10 11:06am UTC

I think I noticed a typo.

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