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Corrupt a wish!
Granted, but your hamsters turn out to actually be ferrets and you get metamorphosed into a penguin for no apparent reason.

I wish I had N+.

The Last to Post Wins!
You're turning into a penguin. Stop it.

I summon...
*slash*

I summon Samurai Jack. Wait, what? He's early!

You're banned because...
Banned for having a hilarious, but RickRoll-based, gif in your sig.

OH...MY...GOD!
Tch. It's one of those guitar bots... Now maybe if this was WulFE or PriestMLH... I mean come on.

EDIT: Or this.

You're banned because...
Banned for admitting defeat. COWARD!

I summon...
I summon Yiazmat to kill you all.

*Capsule crashes* ...Hmp
Welcome to =SB=

Many people will hand out cookies... I do one better; a pet tonberry for you! (FF junkie right here, excuse me.)

Tails Doll Curse, WTF?
Okay, maybe this should be locked or moved to the Casino Park? I mean, seriously this is out of *ducks a flying stuffed tiger, which'll hit Miracle* out of hand.

So who did cause the economic collapse?
In short, you're saying that speculation similar to what went on in the 20s, pretty much happened again? And that the collapse of the organization making such speculation possible pretty much slammed the economy hard... Am I too far off?

Sonic Swap
Taylor nodded, and aimed the forming blast at the nearer of the two doors. "From three. Three... two... NOW!" he said, shouting "now" and letting fly the blast; as did Dusk, so it could be assumed. The door shook violently from the impacts, and a great deal of dust was kicked up in spite of the sterile nature of the facility. As the dust cleared...

F.U.R.
(The location is more-or-less inextricable from the plot... but I'd say they're all in the vicinity of some random alley outside the humans' HQ.)

F.U.R.
(Let's see, the furry supremacists are going back to their base following a raid on a regional HQ of the human supremacists, leaving a sniper (me) half-buried in cement. Wait a little bit, I would think.)

Stan sighed, the younger members were just a bit too enthusiastic about this. War like this shouldn't be considered "fun", he mused as he followed the rest of the group.

As the FUR group left, Commander Ryder and a response team arrived. "A bit late, but we had to unblock the other doors," the commander apologized as one of the other members of the team took the jackhammer they'd brought to the cement Taylor was trapped in. Taylor wouldn't be able to hear well for a while after this. Austin himself had been flagged over as they had found the furries' insertion point. "So at the cost of a few released captives, we've located an entrance to their underground. This is good. I'm gonna have to report this to the chief and get approval to send a strike force down... No, we can't just play their game, no no no... I'm gonna have to consult the higher-ups for this, but first we've got to find a way to get some intel on their position." Austin was thinking out loud. After the sniper had been released from the pavement, the group would return to clean up the raid's aftermath, and Taylor would be taken off active duty for the time being, it would seem. Reports would be sent, the whole nine yards. But Taylor's little "discovery" had the potential to change the game. Up until now, FURLESS held the surface against the furries' incursions. Now they could take the fight to their enemies.

The Last to Post Wins!
*Steals thread*

So long, and thanks for all the fish.

Sonic Swap
"SHHH!" Taylor hissed. "Christ, is my voice really that loud? Funnily enough, I was thinking along similar lines." With a low chuckle, he added, "Only five layers? Although we could make that, I think we should bust the doors instead." Taylor started gathering dark energy around his left hand.

Sonic Swap
"We can't just keep playing the obese machinist's game," Taylor said as he backed towards Dusk, having fired a dark blast at another group of robots. "First off, we gotta bust out of the arena and liberate a... certain possession of mine."

What's with the media and Sara Palin?!
What's with the media trying to smear Palin? It's simple: Sexism is alive and well in the media. You heard me. They're just trying to smear Palin because she's a woman. A female President or Vice-President is just so inconceivable to so many people... After all, the women's rights movement didn't pick up steam until the turn of the previous century...

Before you call me "feminist," I am a guy. I'm just calling it how it looks like to me, that's all.

THIS IS...
The Holy Hand Grenade? As in the holy hand grenade of Antioch!?

THIS! IS! TIIIIIIIIIIIIM!

The Engulfment
Taylor noticed Saber separating from her strange compatriots, and was vaguely aware of the furries making a fuss over a symbol that had appeared on the gangster he had punched out. He decided, however, to confront Saber instead; if he got out of the loop as far as the symbol was concerned, he would just ask Frost later. "You look as if you and your counterparts look into this kind of thing often. So, you know anything more than what I do?" He asked, the collar of his coat squeaking slightly as he tried to get it even. That was the problem with leather jackets, they looked nice and kept one warm even in some severe chills, but they tended to take any shape other than the one you wanted them to take.

I summon...
I summon Rammstein to hold a concert in Fairy World. Jorgen's got to be fan of that band... XD

>.>

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