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The Endless Story

Started by CaptainRocktree, August 06, 2014, 05:16:24 PM

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Vilu Daskar

Seeing this Ber called the 24 remaining Vaskar brothers who had been hiding in the back room and wanted revenge on Games for killing their brother Vilu.
Never trust a smiling pirate.  :D

I can do that because I'm awesome.

"It really gets up my nose when publishers call my book another Lord of the Rings. It's my bloody book! I wrote it. And another thing, I didn't have to plunder Norse and European mythology to do it!" - Brian Jacques.

James Gryphon

#1846
But that was just what Games had been hoping for; with a villainous smirk on his face, he whipped out a disintegration ray and vaporized Tilu, Kilu, Gilu, Iilu, Qilu, Hilu, Oilu, Ailu, Milu, Rilu, Nilu, Silu, Zilu, Eilu, Uilu, Lilu, Wilu, Xilu, Filu, Jilu, Bilu, Cilu, and Pilu.
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Lady Ashenwyte

And Machos burst in and killed Ber.
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

LT Sandpaw


And then because he was on a role Games vaporized Machos.


"Sometimes its not about winning, but how you lose." - John Gwynne

"Facts don't care about your feelings." -Ben Shapiro

James Gryphon

Games laughed maniacally, smiled, and said, "I'm the greatest villain around, just like my father before me!"
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Izeroth

 At the mention of his name, Games Jryphon Sr. materialized next to his son.

Delthion

Far across the universe. Ledthion stepped into a black hole!
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Banya

Little did Games Jr., Games Sr., and Ledthion know... these two events had everything to do with each other.
   

Lady Ashenwyte

And then a band of orcs with perfect vocals marched down the road singing.
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Vilu Daskar

The Gameses who loved singing skipped out to watch the orcs go by.
Never trust a smiling pirate.  :D

I can do that because I'm awesome.

"It really gets up my nose when publishers call my book another Lord of the Rings. It's my bloody book! I wrote it. And another thing, I didn't have to plunder Norse and European mythology to do it!" - Brian Jacques.

Søren

#1855
It was then that the black hole Ledthion stepped into opened above the parade, engulfing everything into the shadowy blackness of a singularity where tine is a physical dimensions, one of the 5 total dimensions in the black hole.


I'm retired from the forum

Lady Ashenwyte

And Brienne of Tarth drew her sword.
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Søren

But nothing happened because she was alone.


I'm retired from the forum

LT Sandpaw


The singing orcs and the reunited Gameses along with Ledthion in a flash of light burst into the game room of Dr. Rand.


"Sometimes its not about winning, but how you lose." - John Gwynne

"Facts don't care about your feelings." -Ben Shapiro

Lady Ashenwyte

And Brienne burst in and smacked an orc.
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.