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Gah. All the New Phyrexia flavor/backstory articles disturb me on a fundamental level...

I guess that means the M:tG team did their job for that set. *shudder*

"Now we know what a nightmare those horror-cyborg bastards really are... *shudder*"

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Hm. Why is my favorite piece of inFAMOUS 2's soundtrack the antagonist's theme?

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There is indeed such a link, click on the number of replies for the topic in the topic list, and it'll break it down by who posted how many times.

"This plan sucks."
"I know, man, short notice."

Salmia Remedium
Taylor heard Fenris, but how could he? He was just as paralyzed as the others... still no excuse not to try, though. With a grunt, he got from his crouched, almost-fetal stance and pulled himself to where he could actually move. Grabbing Sophie, helping her to her feet, he realized that there was only one route of escape for them: up. "Stay with me, now," he murmured as he dragged himself and Sophie up the stairwell. But he didn't dare leave Fenris and Madelyn to Stella's 'mercy.' Pulling out the black revolver, he muttered a brief incantation: "White Light of eternity..." The air around his hand seemed to swirl as the ambient energy around him changed and was drawn into the gun. "Deliver justice," he finished, pulling the trigger, and loosing a spear of holy light. Whether the shot hit, whether it drew Stella's attention, it didn't matter, now he absolutely had to get moving. Burn marks started to spread on his gun hand as he staggered up the steps with Sophie, away from Stella...
...And, so Taylor thought, towards the rest of the enemy. Gods, this plan sucks.

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Spoiled image: Technically number 12's choices are all incorrect.

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Yeah, well, I'm on a different subject that nobody really cares about, so I'm gone.

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I will never look at a typo the same way again.

I will absolutely murder anyone who uses the word "compleat" in my reading.

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Sweet God.

I just looked at a portion of a CCG article that's gonna give me nightmares.

Yeah, I'm squeamish, but the stuff it talked about is hardcore bodyhorror...

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We got...

Aperture Orchards' lemons, stuffing all Shackpeople's fridges full to bursting.

Remind me to introduce our whodunit to my new TRUSTY MACHETE.

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"My name is Gideon... and I am about to die."

Start of the intro to Magic the Gathering: Duels of the Planeswalkers 2012.

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I'm a wizard riding a zombie t-rex, your argument is matched.

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carcinoGeneticist
Jun 17 2011, 06:51 AM
Vagrant of the Ashes
Jun 17 2011, 06:50 AM
Dev, I demand you change your avatar to a skull, and your handle to "Bob."

*braces myself for the inevitable lopsided slaughter*
Why would I want to be Bob the Skull? I'm not even a pervert.
Which is pretty much the only quality of his you lack. All the other major qualities Bob displays are fairly solid with you.

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Dev, I demand you change your avatar to a skull, and your handle to "Bob."

*braces myself for the inevitable lopsided slaughter*

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*grabs Scratch by the collar of his well-tailored suit, hurls him overhand at the wall*

Feel better?

Wait for it.

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Cute.

Unfortunately, I've an inexplicable urge to throw somebody through a wall.

Salmia Remedium
Taylor felt more nauseated than he'd ever felt in his life; he felt that if he started throwing up, he might not stop. He swallowed audibly, in a mildly-successful attempt to stanch the rising bile in his throat, and staggered towards the staircase, leaning on the rail. He ended up dropping the quartz sword at the foot of the stairs, and he aimed his hand up at the ceiling, trying and barely succeeding in calling the smoky spark back into his hand. Then the spark just winked out. "Damn. Might be for the best though..."

Homestuck
Shortly after we met Vriska, I hated her guts and wanted to see her dead. Now, a year and a half later or so, I got that wish.

Too bad she grew on me in the meantime, you know? Especially with that last convo. Sure, she's messed up, and she knows it... and she doesn't want to be. Talk about tragic.

Salmia Remedium
"Distraction, you say?" Taylor locked his fingers in a pianist's stretch, popping his knuckles. "IF it comes to that, I'll provide it. Again, my ass is the most expendable, and besides, I like to think I specialize in that department. So. You think the door's unlocked or should I make my best blowtorch impression?"

Homestuck
So. Vriska's dead for real, or did Slick's interference screw up the judgment?

UG Hidden War
"I'm a--" Taylor had been about to say 'human,' but he hesitated. Was he really? No human was capable of the things he had done in the past, even in legends, touched by gods. No, whatever Taylor was, he thought, was something that surpassed outward appearance, beyond species, something that defied labelling.
Until now.
"My species is called 'human', but I'm something not even that. The only words that capture what I am... uttered by 'demons' in long-lost days of myth... Kharum-phai, or 'shadow walker'."

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