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Popular Forum Games / Re: Corrupt-a-Wish
Last post by shisteer of nothing much - Today at 07:46:23 AM
Granted. It goes on sale just after you go to bed, and they run out of stock by the time you wake up.

I wish I didn't have plaster in my hair.
#2
Better not bolt away with it, though. Sandals are better for throwing than running.
#3
... What about them?
#4
That'd be cool ^^ Damsey tends to get a little ahead of herself but she's NOT looking to make enemies with the other slaves ^^

Edit: How did I miss an entire word... :P
#5
The Cellars / Re: Last Person to Post Wins I...
Last post by Matthias720 - Today at 02:54:23 AM
Quote from: HeadInAnotherGalaxy on Yesterday at 11:52:22 PMIz zat zandal in Bohemia...?
Sure. Lock on to the answer, if you want.
#6
Roleplaying / Re: The Meat Traders of Baldos...
Last post by Cornflower MM - Today at 01:30:25 AM
While the voyage had been relatively short for Bryant Albrush, having been one of the last captives to be taken, it had been extraordinarily hard for him to stomach. He despised Captain Torgen and everything he and his crew stood for on professional, personal, and moral levels - Idly standing by and keeping his head down compliantly made the albino squirrel want to scream instead of turning a blind eye to the abuse and fear spread by the traders. . . And it was only going to get much, much worse now that they were on the island. Still, Bryant had argued for this mission and volunteered for it, despite his superiors deeming it too risky, and he was determined not to blow it prematurely.

      Disembarking the ship proved more eventful than he'd anticipated, however, and while Bryant was too far back in the line to intervene he'd watched the entire situation go down. An ear twitched as he studied Damsey's actions. They were supposed to be staying low and under the radar, not calling attention to themselves like that...

      Turning his attention back to scanning his surroundings as the line continued along, it was easy to note the fenced in fields, the sheds and buildings scattered about and concentrating in what Bryant could only assume to be whatever could be considered a "living area" here- "Hold on now, is that-? Are they fighting?" The squirrel couldn't help a smirk crossing his features as he observed what looked like a budding tussle between two guards. If the traders had high tension within themselves that he could exploit, that would only make Bryant's job easier going forward. Catching the eye of a different weasel walking the line, Bryant quickly schooled his features and dropped his head, making sure his brush dragged on the ground to appear the picture perfect, broken, obedient soul.
#7
The Cellars / Re: Corn's Mansion, run by me,...
Last post by Luftwaffles - Today at 01:10:38 AM
MY KEBABS!
#8
Popular Forum Games / Re: Corrupt-a-Wish
Last post by HeadInAnotherGalaxy - Yesterday at 11:58:58 PM
Granted, ye loze yer job inztead.

Quote from: shisteer of nothing much on Yesterday at 10:03:59 PMGranted. The theme is weasels as roadkill.
*Grovlz*

Ah vizh Ztar Varz: Ze Auld Republic viz put ziz vone armour zet on zale.
#9
The Cellars / Re: Corn's Mansion, run by me,...
Last post by HeadInAnotherGalaxy - Yesterday at 11:55:22 PM
*Zetz fire tae a mattrezz und zen hovlz*
#10
The Cellars / Re: Last Person to Post Wins I...
Last post by HeadInAnotherGalaxy - Yesterday at 11:52:22 PM
Iz zat zandal in Bohemia...?