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Started by Søren, January 01, 2016, 11:06:42 PM

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Søren

January 01, 2016, 11:06:42 PM
As you know, the Redwall Abbey forum has been up and down as of late. Well, this Loamhedge forum was a preferred method of foruming. So, it's an all out war! LOAMHEDGE V. REDWALL!

LOAMHEDGEEEEEE!!!!!
*smacks someone *


I'm retired from the forum

Hickory

#1
January 01, 2016, 11:09:11 PM
I block the smack and perform a kick, pushing you away from me as I draw a lightsaber. "Nice try," I say. "I'm better than that."
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Skyblade

#2
January 01, 2016, 11:11:47 PM
I'm neutral for now ;D

Thanks, MatthiasMan, for the avatar!

Cornflower MM

#3
January 01, 2016, 11:32:44 PM
Quote from: Skyblade on January 01, 2016, 11:11:47 PM
I'm neutral for now ;D

Might I join you?

Søren

#4
January 02, 2016, 12:25:57 AM
@Sage
Bring it.


I'm retired from the forum

Delthion

#6
January 02, 2016, 01:47:12 AM
Haha! For the Hedges of Loam!!!!!! *Decapitates next person to post this is not stoppable, nor is my imagination.*
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.

Hickory

#7
January 02, 2016, 02:38:04 AM
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Delthion

#8
January 02, 2016, 02:59:15 AM
And Sage is decapitated... ;D
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.

Lady Ashenwyte

#9
January 02, 2016, 03:19:17 AM
  *Chops Delthion to pieces with Scorpion chainsword* I AM DEATH!
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.

Delthion

#10
January 02, 2016, 03:35:13 AM
But I am fire!!!
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.

Jukka the Sling

#11
January 02, 2016, 03:42:03 AM
Quote from: Søren on January 02, 2016, 12:25:57 AM
@Sage
Bring it.

*is totally epicized and promptly pins on Pinterest*
"The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater." ~J.R.R. Tolkien

Lady Ashenwyte

#12
January 02, 2016, 03:49:05 AM
Quote from: Delthion on January 02, 2016, 03:35:13 AM
But I am fire!!!

*Drowns Delthion in blood* *Chops Delthion into small pieces*
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.

Delthion

#13
January 02, 2016, 04:23:13 AM
*Burns Ash.*
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.

Lady Ashenwyte

#14
January 02, 2016, 05:29:00 AM
*Power armour protects me* *Guns down Delthion with boltpistol*
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.
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