Around the place in however long it takes!
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Infiltrator
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written Saturday, April 12 2003 12:57
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The alien, awakened by all the noise, looks around. "Huh? Wonder what this is all about?" and procedes to leave. -------------------- JESUS FREAK Strategy Sports at its Finest WE CONTROL THE WAY YOU MOVE FEAR US Starting soon: Progress on The Hammer Falls, a fun filled BoE scenario with lots of undead to kill. Come on, click here! Please?! PLEASE?! Here Posts: 661 | Registered: Thursday, December 27 2001 08:00 |
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Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire!
Member # 919
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written Saturday, April 12 2003 16:05
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Must be FB's brother... IC: Sir David catches a fish with his bare hands. Sir David: Hah! No fish, eh? Jack: Um... that fish does not exist! Die, fish! Jack lunges for the fish. Sir David: Never! I have a fish, I have a fish! The fish flops out of his hands and lands in the water, promplt swimming away. Sir David: Hm... -------------------- And though the musicians would die, the music would live on in the imaginations of all who heard it. -The Last Pendragon TEH CONSPIRACY IZ ALL Les forum de la chance. In case of emergency, break glass. Posts: 3351 | Registered: Saturday, April 6 2002 08:00 |
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Agent
Member # 1359
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written Saturday, April 12 2003 18:11
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OOC (to Spider Dude): If you want to join, please do. If not, please stop posting useless stuff. IC: The bus drives up to a fence with a sign reading "NO TRESPASSING. Violators will be shot dead on sight!" NaCN: "well, they're friendly." NaCN jumps out of the bus with a pair of fence-cutters and proceeds to make a large hole in the electric barbed-wire fence. He then climbs on top of the bus with his MP-5 ready. "I would really appreciate some backup firepower up here!" -------------------- ~ §øСüm ©ÿªñ¡Ðë ~ Mission Ridge -- All Your Snow Are Belong to Us. Posts: 1277 | Registered: Monday, June 24 2002 07:00 |
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Guardian
Member # 2339
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written Saturday, April 12 2003 18:30
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Then Zephyr appears on his young Kogal Dragon that just learned Cold Breath and Cold Immunity. Zephyr: All right! OOc(to Sir David): My brother has no account here! IC: Zephyr: Proceeding to ready fire. -------------------- This is MY link. Click here,or here for the yoga dance mix!Click here to get to the misc. boards! Attack, icons, attack!THIS PAGE ROCKS!! Vicious virus stalks the web, has already infected over 150 computers: read more! We have tried to not harm anything in the making of this commercial, but we failed miserably. One Small Step for man, one giant leap(SHCKXXXXXX)STOP POKING ME!!! -Starcraft Observers R.I.P-Here lies NSI, may this rp be remembered. Posts: 1779 | Registered: Monday, December 9 2002 08:00 |
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Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire!
Member # 919
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written Sunday, April 13 2003 15:21
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OOC: I was kidding. IC: Sir David left Jack and the non-existant fish and climbed back on the bus, just in time to see a fool jump up on the roof with a gun. Sir David: What are you doing???? Captain Crunch: Shooting soldiers, obviously... Sir David: Why? Captain: Because they will shoot us on sight! Sir David: Um, not if you go in the right way! Captain: And where's that? Sir David: THE FRONT GATE! Captain: Oh. Sir David went to the front of the bus and convinced ADoS not to get everyone shot. -------------------- And though the musicians would die, the music would live on in the imaginations of all who heard it. -The Last Pendragon TEH CONSPIRACY IZ ALL Les forum de la chance. In case of emergency, break glass. Posts: 3351 | Registered: Saturday, April 6 2002 08:00 |
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Guardian
Member # 2080
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written Sunday, April 13 2003 19:07
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OOC: *LF skips all of the posts between this one and his last one, except for the last 3, but stupidly doesn't notice page 26 before posting this and thus has no idea what's going on... *LF draws an insect barrier card and uses it on Spider Dude(Which works on cause of the rules of Yugi-Oh, which considers spiders insects,but only cause the monster types were as general as possible), thus removing him from this topic(for now)... IC... LF: Yay! Area 51! It's even better than in my dream. Huh? What's going on? [ Sunday, April 13, 2003 19:10: Message edited by: Lone Flame ] Posts: 1918 | Registered: Sunday, October 13 2002 07:00 |
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Agent
Member # 1359
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written Sunday, April 13 2003 20:24
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IC: "Holy crap!" screams NaCN. "We're headed for the front gates! Everybody down, this could get nasty. No civilians are supposed know where the front gate is. It's probably guarded with tanks, or something worse!" The bus drives up through the front gate, unstopped by any military units. In fact, the only person there is a solder who panics at the sight of the heavily modified and beat up bus, and runs off into the desert. NaCN: "What the ...?" Sir David: "Like you said, 'no civilians are supposed to know where the front gate is.' If nobody knows where it is, why waste time guarding it?" NaCN: "Oh, good point. Good thing I'm so clever." Sir David: "You're not, I thought of it." NaCN: "Oh, that's another good point. Who thought of that one?" Sir David: "Never mind, lets try not to get caught once we're inside." -------------------- ~ §øСüm ©ÿªñ¡Ðë ~ Mission Ridge -- All Your Snow Are Belong to Us. Posts: 1277 | Registered: Monday, June 24 2002 07:00 |
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Guardian
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written Monday, April 14 2003 18:25
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LF: Who's gonna catch us? Guard: I am! LF: Look behind you! It's a distraction! Guard: What kind of fool do you think I am? Distraction: Hello. Guard: What the hell?!? *LF castes a Sleep Cloud on the guard and tapes him to a chair in one of the buildings. Posts: 1918 | Registered: Sunday, October 13 2002 07:00 |
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Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire!
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written Tuesday, April 15 2003 15:25
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*Sir David untapes him and rigs up a little trap so that the guard will wake up when someone tries to come in.* Sir David: So... now that we're here... what exactly do we do? -------------------- And though the musicians would die, the music would live on in the imaginations of all who heard it. -The Last Pendragon TEH CONSPIRACY IZ ALL Les forum de la chance. In case of emergency, break glass. Posts: 3351 | Registered: Saturday, April 6 2002 08:00 |
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Guardian
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written Tuesday, April 15 2003 18:30
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LF: Hey, let's go find the alien technology they're selling to Apple. Sir David: The military sells technology to Apple?!? LF: Yeah, how else is Apple gonna make such great computers that are more powerful than PCs?!? Sir David: Makes sense. Posts: 1918 | Registered: Sunday, October 13 2002 07:00 |
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Agent
Member # 1359
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written Wednesday, April 16 2003 12:48
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NaCN: "Good idea! Lets take a look at this computer terminal and see if we can download some sort of map of this complex." -------------------- ~ §øСüm ©ÿªñ¡Ðë ~ Mission Ridge -- All Your Snow Are Belong to Us. Posts: 1277 | Registered: Monday, June 24 2002 07:00 |
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Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire!
Member # 919
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written Wednesday, April 16 2003 14:44
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Sir David: We're in the middle of a desert. You're just hallucinating. NaCN: Oh yeah... Sir David: Come on, let's go look fo- Suddenly, the Spiderwebbers hear a whirring noise and a terminal rises out of the sand in front of them. Terminal: Password. Sir David: Or not... -------------------- And though the musicians would die, the music would live on in the imaginations of all who heard it. -The Last Pendragon TEH CONSPIRACY IZ ALL Les forum de la chance. In case of emergency, break glass. Posts: 3351 | Registered: Saturday, April 6 2002 08:00 |
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Guardian
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written Wednesday, April 16 2003 15:54
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Zephyr(to that terminal):Getamac? Terminal: WRONG PASSWORD!*Guards appear.* Zephyr: That password was likely, though. -------------------- This is MY link. Click here,or here for the yoga dance mix!Click here to get to the misc. boards! Attack, icons, attack!THIS PAGE ROCKS!! Vicious virus stalks the web, has already infected over 150 computers: read more! We have tried to not harm anything in the making of this commercial, but we failed miserably. One Small Step for man, one giant leap(SHCKXXXXXX)STOP POKING ME!!! -Starcraft Observers R.I.P-Here lies NSI, may this rp be remembered. Posts: 1779 | Registered: Monday, December 9 2002 08:00 |
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Guardian
Member # 2080
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written Wednesday, April 16 2003 19:19
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LF: All hail Steve! Terminal: Wrong password! *Another guard appears. LF: Frelling chappa! Terminal: Wrong password! *Yet another guard appears. LF: Shakra. Terminal: Wrong password! *Yet another guard appears. LF:(several human obsanities) Terminal: Password accepted. NaCN: Yay! [ Wednesday, April 16, 2003 19:20: Message edited by: Lone Flame ] Posts: 1918 | Registered: Sunday, October 13 2002 07:00 |
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Agent
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written Thursday, April 17 2003 09:03
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NaCN: "Yay! Who thinks of these passwords anyway?" Guard: "Me! You ******* are goin' down!" NaCN: "That's not very nice..." Guard: "We aren't payed to be nice. NaCN: "Oh." *Sodium Cyanide sprays Febreze in the guard's face, then Sir David ties the guard up with duct tape.* Other Guards: "Capture them!" [ Thursday, April 17, 2003 09:05: Message edited by: Sodium Cyanide* ] -------------------- ~ §øСüm ©ÿªñ¡Ðë ~ Mission Ridge -- All Your Snow Are Belong to Us. Posts: 1277 | Registered: Monday, June 24 2002 07:00 |
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Guardian
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written Thursday, April 17 2003 09:17
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*While running away, LF trips over a crate marked "High tech alien weapons", which he opens. LF pulls out a pulse rifle and tries to fire it, but it seems to require 4 AA batteries. LF brakes the rifle and chunks the pieces at a guard. LF: Cheap alien devices. I guess I'll have to use my own stuff. *LF pulls out a staff weapon, and opens fire on the guards, who seems to have personal shields. LF: Oh frell. Fire 3! *one of the guards bursts into flames and dies. LF: One down... 59 to go. Bloody hell. Posts: 1918 | Registered: Sunday, October 13 2002 07:00 |
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Agent
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written Thursday, April 17 2003 09:22
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Aaaauuurrg! *fires MP-5 at guards* Aaaauuurrg! *jumps behind crate of weapons* -------------------- ~ §øСüm ©ÿªñ¡Ðë ~ Mission Ridge -- All Your Snow Are Belong to Us. Posts: 1277 | Registered: Monday, June 24 2002 07:00 |
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Shaper
Member # 73
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written Thursday, April 17 2003 11:09
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OOC: Please, no Final Fantasy referances here. This is Spidweb. Not that I dislike Final Fantasy, but I'm just saying... IC: *ADoS raises his staff, and summons several picklebugs, who immediately begin laying about the guards.* ADoS: Quick! Let's go! *Everyone gets back on the bus, and they continue on their way inside.* -------------------- My BoE graphics archive is finally getting started! Yay! I hope you like my graphics.My BoE Graphics An absurdly fun Flash game- Refridgerator Raid! --------- The Lyceum- A board for BoE. Yes it is. Really. Stop staring at me! Stop it, I say! Oh, sorry... Posts: 2957 | Registered: Thursday, October 4 2001 07:00 |
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Guardian
Member # 2080
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written Thursday, April 17 2003 12:19
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OOC: What's wrong with using the unimaginative spells of Final Fantasy? Don't make me use my invented spells... Ah, what the hell, I think I'll swap out the FF spells for my own. Btw, no one complained when I used any other references. Oh well. IC... *LF, who missed getting on the bus, prepares to fight the guards. LF: Feel my wrath! *Suddenly LF wakes up and realizes he actually was on the bus, but managed to hit his head and was unconscious for a bit. [ Thursday, April 17, 2003 12:24: Message edited by: Lone Flame ] Posts: 1918 | Registered: Sunday, October 13 2002 07:00 |
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Shaper
Member # 73
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written Friday, April 18 2003 14:00
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OOC: Well, if you must use Final Fantasy spells, use the names from FF8 and up. The number thing just sounds boring. Sure, "Waterga" isnt the best name in the world either, but at least it's more creative. IC: ADoS: What do we do now? we can't just sit here. Where do I go? -------------------- My BoE graphics archive is finally getting started! Yay! I hope you like my graphics.My BoE Graphics An absurdly fun Flash game- Refridgerator Raid! --------- The Lyceum- A board for BoE. Yes it is. Really. Stop staring at me! Stop it, I say! Oh, sorry... Posts: 2957 | Registered: Thursday, October 4 2001 07:00 |
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Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire!
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written Saturday, April 19 2003 12:42
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Sir David watches out the back window, laughing as the picklebugs do picklebuggy stuff to the guards, who run away screaming. Sir David: What exactly are picklebugs, and what exactly is picklebuggy stuff? And fir that matter, how can 'getamac' not work?? -------------------- And though the musicians would die, the music would live on in the imaginations of all who heard it. -The Last Pendragon TEH CONSPIRACY IZ ALL Les forum de la chance. In case of emergency, break glass. Posts: 3351 | Registered: Saturday, April 6 2002 08:00 |
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Shaper
Member # 73
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written Saturday, April 19 2003 14:25
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ADoS: They resemble large pickles, with big red eyes and six legs. They eat wood. They are very territorial, and picklebugs can be VERY aggressive! :P -------------------- My BoE graphics archive is finally getting started! Yay! I hope you like my graphics.My BoE Graphics An absurdly fun Flash game- Refridgerator Raid! --------- The Lyceum- A board for BoE. Yes it is. Really. Stop staring at me! Stop it, I say! Oh, sorry... Posts: 2957 | Registered: Thursday, October 4 2001 07:00 |
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Infiltrator
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written Sunday, April 20 2003 14:37
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A tall, thin middle-aged woman with a mane of blondish-greyish-pinkish hair obscuring her face, a loose Sonic Youth t-shirt, floral patterned Doc Marten boots, hoop earrings and an all-white electric guitar with a sticker with a picture of Saturn on it climbs on the bus, stumbling over the steps. Barely able to see through her hair, she sits down at the back beside a guy in a greenish cloak laughing hysterically at something. She ignores him for a few minutes, smokes a cigarette or four, and finally, flipping her hair out of her eyes, is forced to stare at the guy for a few minutes. She taps him on the shoulder. SD: "Hi. How did you get in here? Who are you?" RdC: "Hey. I walked on. I'm Rosie da Cicco, associate of Thurston Moore. What the hell's going on?" SD: *shrugging* "I don't really know. Who's Thurston Moore?" RdC: "A guy." -------------------- Aces off. Posts: 611 | Registered: Friday, January 3 2003 08:00 |
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Shaper
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written Sunday, April 20 2003 16:27
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OOC: You know, you didn't need a new character. IC: *ADoS drives the bus deeper into Area 51.* ADoS: Ooooooh! Look at all the aliens! *One of them opens it's mouth really wide, and swallows the bus.* ADoS: Oh, not another stomach... OOC(A): I'm getting bored here. Why is nobody posting?! -------------------- My BoE graphics archive is finally getting started! Yay! I hope you like my graphics.My BoE Graphics An absurdly fun Flash game- Refridgerator Raid! --------- The Lyceum- A board for BoE. Yes it is. Really. Stop staring at me! Stop it, I say! Oh, sorry... Posts: 2957 | Registered: Thursday, October 4 2001 07:00 |
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Agent
Member # 1359
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written Monday, April 21 2003 08:39
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OOC: I was going to post, until I saw that we had been swallowed by a very large alien. Anyway, welcome back Rosycat. -------------------- ~ §øСüm ©ÿªñ¡Ðë ~ Mission Ridge -- All Your Snow Are Belong to Us. Posts: 1277 | Registered: Monday, June 24 2002 07:00 |