"Against all the evil that Hell can conjure, all the wickedness that mankind can produce; We will send unto them... only you."
Colored text indicates in-character statements/actions. Because Forum Games has basically just been a big open RP for a long time now and it's the only place I ever post anymore, when I post at all.
"Against all the evil that Hell can conjure, all the wickedness that mankind can produce; We will send unto them... only you."
Colored text indicates in-character statements/actions. Because Forum Games has basically just been a big open RP for a long time now and it's the only place I ever post anymore, when I post at all.
"Against all the evil that Hell can conjure, all the wickedness that mankind can produce; We will send unto them... only you."
Colored text indicates in-character statements/actions. Because Forum Games has basically just been a big open RP for a long time now and it's the only place I ever post anymore, when I post at all.
Track down a sentient, purple-colored equine of relatively small size that you have heard rumors of being unwillingly relocated to the nearby vicinity.
"Against all the evil that Hell can conjure, all the wickedness that mankind can produce; We will send unto them... only you."
Colored text indicates in-character statements/actions. Because Forum Games has basically just been a big open RP for a long time now and it's the only place I ever post anymore, when I post at all.
Earth.
The planet where the corporations make you suck their cock.
The planet where people think a planet is going to crash into us.
The planet that needs to ****ing die.
You're not there.
You're on the moon.
You're ship randomly exploded.
And you need to get out of there.
"Houston? I'm a little ****ed. Send help?"
"Sorry, we need to know your name to confirm you're not space-obama."
What's your name again?
Space-obamaLunaFFIV References
You lack science.
"I'm Luna. Now get me out of here."
"Sorry, Obama cut our funding. AGAIN."
"****."
What do you do?
No cores here.
Your buttcheeks hurt
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You enter the dark side of the moon. This is very cold. You can't stay out here for long.
How? You're wearing a space helmet!
User: GOODBYE.
Cleverbot: Tool.
User: What did you call me you piece of ****?
Cleverbot: I called you cheese.
User: Oh.
Cleverbot: Love You.
User: I... Love you too..
You run out of the dark side of the moon, and back into the good side.