↑TierShift wrote:Espeonage, how would you like me to send you on the next train to a cage in Kaechon camp, where we can work on your behaviour?
While thinkng on this offer, describe to me what makes it worth it to vote me twice in a row.
Might want to "pop" out the pole from your ass stinky, coz this time it's real.
After a stay at our Kaechon hotel, you might be sent home in an envelope. Wait, no, envelopes.
If you want to avoid that misery, I suggest you comply with my politically correct desire to interact with you that shows no shades of trying to nuke the western world! I'll ask you again, why do you want the supreme leader to be put in the afterlife?
Beast, what does scum smell like? If it's roses and honey, that would be my cellphone, not me.
"i have the sickest grossest feeling that even if it's my lynch today, my townflip still won't lead to a tso lynch, and then he'll find some bullshit way to reason either shooting or lynching gm tomorrow because if there's anyone who can strongarm a mislynch despite his reads or cases being proved wrong time and again it's tso"
↑Serene2 wrote:KURIBO, RELEASE THE RATS ON THE PRISONERS!!!
Due to the county health code, the management here at the BadaBing insists that there are not now--- nor have there ever been--- rats in this establishment.
Although the Serenes found this claim dubious, we have taken the liberty of importing rats to the basement for the pleasure of our guests. If you must scream, please scream quietly. And please refrain from eating or otherwise harming the rats--- these are expensive rats. Well, expensive compared to the collective value of your own lives, which is to say the rats are worth more than zero dollars.
Paraphrasing a role PM is as easy as taking the "mafias" out of "mafiascum," fabricating a good fakeclaim is... sorry, I still got nothing.
Serene II- Electric Buddhaloo! Sequel to the BEST. HYDRA. EVERRRRR!! (besterest hydra ever)
I'll take Beastcharizard and Bookitty for town, much like I took several Lego bricks to the bottom of my foot when I tripped on that banana peel the other day. I really should stop leaving those things on the floor. Both of those things, in fact.
Not a big fan of ika's somewhat face-first entry onto the F-16 wagon.
I'm reminded of the time my friend and I accidentally spilled our Sonic drinks in the backyard and she started singing, "My milkshake brings all the ants to the yard, they say, it's better than yours..."
Looking back on it, I don't think she actually knew what the ants thought, though.
I feel like discussion has sort of stalled. Maybe it's just a weekend thing. If it keeps up like this, though, I'll bow to Tiershift's imperial fiat and drop my vote on Angry Pidgeon just like mashed potatoes splattering all over a tray in the cafeteria.
"Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here."
↑Bookitty wrote:I'm reminded of the time my friend and I accidentally spilled our Sonic drinks in the backyard and she started singing, "My milkshake brings all the ants to the yard, they say, it's better than yours..."
Looking back on it, I don't think she actually knew what the ants thought, though.
I feel like discussion has sort of stalled. Maybe it's just a weekend thing. If it keeps up like this, though, I'll bow to Tiershift's imperial fiat and drop my vote on Angry Pidgeon just like mashed potatoes splattering all over a tray in the cafeteria.
I know the beer and pretzels and buffalo wings I had while watching the big game aren't helping but this post is a pretty good example of why I'm kinda struggling here. All the tonal stuff and textual blocking and tackling I look for in players' posts is obscured by the razzle dazzle. Makes actual positions and backfields in motion and stuff harder to catch. It's going to take a lot of instant replays.
Not that your post looks like a quarterback sneak or anything. But, actual sneaks would be easy to miss until too late with all the grandstanding going on.
I'm thinking about doing a little less roleplay and a little more mafia.
Thoughts?
Amid the pressure of great events, a general principle gives no help.
On the path to becoming yourself, you'll need to choose alignment over validation from others, peace over addictive chaos, and being misunderstood over false acceptance. --TheHolisticPsychologist
↑fferyllt wrote:Not that your post looks like a quarterback sneak or anything. But, actual sneaks would be easy to miss until too late with all the grandstanding going on.
I'm thinking about doing a little less roleplay and a little more mafia.
It's no use crying over spilt milk, but I am pretty exhausted from trying to sift the content from the post restrictions.
I've been trying to keep the latter half of my posts more clear. It may not be as much fun, but I think it will help in communicating my ideas and letting other people read me. I agree with the bolded part above a lot and would suggest it to others as well.
"Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here."
I don't want to end up with runny egg all over my face, so:
Is Katsuki known for being a gambitty player? How likely is it that Kat is faking this?
I think we are out of RVS now, so I wouldn't consider it as an RVS joke.
"Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here."
I swear to god that if this town falls for yet another obviously horseshit daycop gambit than you are all dumber than Baron Happlebap, and he my friends is dumber than sandals and shorts in a cold arctic winter.
"Playing with Nacho is like playing with a religious conservative." ~UncertainKitten
-- Fate, Vanilla Townie, was brutally stabbed by a throwing sword in endgame.
Foul creature, your heart as black as Baron Happlebap's, your arrogance almost an equal to Baron Happlebap's, and your manhood probably only twice as large as Baron Happlebap's, taste the sweet release of death as Baron Happlebap's eldest child did when Baron Happlebap stabbed him in the back during the last Great War.
My cellphone continually corrects this word to Bapplehap - I'm afraid you'll have to use that from now on, or I will be deeply displeased with you, my trusted friend.
Bapplehap is my father's name, and a name that holds with it much glory and honor, and it brings joy to my heart that your cellphone would purge Baron Happlebap's cursed and inferior name from existence, even if in doing so it denotes me from a Duke to a lowly Baron. What miraculous piece of technology do you have that can separate the wheat from the chaff so instantaneously?
"Playing with Nacho is like playing with a religious conservative." ~UncertainKitten
-- Fate, Vanilla Townie, was brutally stabbed by a throwing sword in endgame.
On the path to becoming yourself, you'll need to choose alignment over validation from others, peace over addictive chaos, and being misunderstood over false acceptance. --TheHolisticPsychologist
After devouring the meta feast Nacho served up for us and spilling hot sauce all over the eggs and myself, I'm not voting to throw him in the microwave.
I read the game, Nacho, which was a good enough answer.
@SleepyKrew: What do you think about votes sliding off the AP wagon?
"Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here."
Because of my low interest in being proactive with all these PR's, I'll just sheep ffery. Who's not even voting yet, but sheeping her thought process, whatever.
I would advise you to make the same vote, unless you want to see me nuke your home country.
