Welp, I stole the spotlight once again. Maybe I shouldn't have...
Oh well ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Oh well ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
- Last Seen: 3 yrs ago
- Joined: 10 yrs ago
- Posts: 964 (0.26 / day)
- VMs: 2
-
Username history
- Lord of Evil 10 yrs ago
Status
Recent Statuses
8 yrs ago
Current
_ (:3 」∠ )_
1
like
8 yrs ago
So apparently, business shorts are a thing that exists. All I can say is... why?
9 yrs ago
Been busy lately, courtesy of the guy who thought that it was a good idea to have 3 assignments and a test due in the same week.
9 yrs ago
Cards against humanity is... more certainly something else
1
like
9 yrs ago
*Person with Seeing Eye dog stops right next to me* *Goes to pet the dog* *Sees "Please don't pet the dog" sign* ;-; I cry every time
2
likes
Bio
Anyone remember the period a little after guildfall, when the site didn't have a lot of work put into it, the servers went down pretty often and people were moving out? We waited and waited until boom, Mahz made America the guild great again. That was about where I left off.
My mistake was trying to take on everything at once (and being cringy as hell but I mean come on). Well now I'm back, and better than ever.
And I'll be damned if I let anything get in the way of having a good time.
My mistake was trying to take on everything at once (and being cringy as hell but I mean come on). Well now I'm back, and better than ever.
And I'll be damned if I let anything get in the way of having a good time.
Most Recent Posts
The euphoria of their victory over the beast had long since faded over their wanderings, softened by the reality that would see them die should their wounds be left untreated. Even for the clean shaven man, the one who struck the last blow, the triumphant feeling he'd gained from landing the strike had turned to a gnawing doubt. He only managed to strike that blow because of the others distracting the beast, and he hadn't exactly sacrificed as much as the others did either. He didn't feel like he deserved it, although the fact of the matter was, the beast was dead and he'd struck the finishing blow.
The clean shaven man trudged along with the group, holding his torso where the beast's fangs had penetrated his flesh. His wounds weren't as bad as the bearded man, who'd received a wound he would likely never recover from. And he still had his stone, unlike the woman, whose stone had shattered on contact with the rocky walls around the area where they'd fought the beast. Overall, he was one of the luckier of the group. They'd all expended a lot taking it down but some came out with more than others. And while took everything they could get, it wouldn't last for that long.
The clean shaven man's stomach rumbled. He hadn't had a decent meal in a long time, a feature he was sure that he shared with the rest of the group. The blood loss also left his body cold, and their lanterns could only do so much to help. What they needed was somewhere to rest, so they could make use of their spoils. But as he mused on his misfortunes, a light flickered into view ahead and he saw an answer to his prayers.
As they drew closer to the pillar of lanterns the clean shaven man began to feel more comforted by their presence, more safe. It was as if the light of the lanterns warded off more than the darkness, like the pillar's luminance was a barrier against the danger of the tunnels. And as his body bathed fully in the warm light, he suddenly realised that he was thinking in ways he'd never thought of before. The light had seemingly turned the gears in his head, like it had been a key to a locked door that opened a new world for the clean shaven man.
But what would he do with it? What could he do with it? As the strange but familiar thoughts swirled in his head, he wondered if it would be best to reveal it. He didn't know what would happen. But the light of the lanterns melted his doubts and loosened his tongue.
He opened his mouth and spoke.
"...Hungry..." He said.
The clean shaven man trudged along with the group, holding his torso where the beast's fangs had penetrated his flesh. His wounds weren't as bad as the bearded man, who'd received a wound he would likely never recover from. And he still had his stone, unlike the woman, whose stone had shattered on contact with the rocky walls around the area where they'd fought the beast. Overall, he was one of the luckier of the group. They'd all expended a lot taking it down but some came out with more than others. And while took everything they could get, it wouldn't last for that long.
The clean shaven man's stomach rumbled. He hadn't had a decent meal in a long time, a feature he was sure that he shared with the rest of the group. The blood loss also left his body cold, and their lanterns could only do so much to help. What they needed was somewhere to rest, so they could make use of their spoils. But as he mused on his misfortunes, a light flickered into view ahead and he saw an answer to his prayers.
As they drew closer to the pillar of lanterns the clean shaven man began to feel more comforted by their presence, more safe. It was as if the light of the lanterns warded off more than the darkness, like the pillar's luminance was a barrier against the danger of the tunnels. And as his body bathed fully in the warm light, he suddenly realised that he was thinking in ways he'd never thought of before. The light had seemingly turned the gears in his head, like it had been a key to a locked door that opened a new world for the clean shaven man.
But what would he do with it? What could he do with it? As the strange but familiar thoughts swirled in his head, he wondered if it would be best to reveal it. He didn't know what would happen. But the light of the lanterns melted his doubts and loosened his tongue.
He opened his mouth and spoke.
"...Hungry..." He said.
To be honest, I thought grover was supposed to be more of a living weapon type deal rather than a robot...
Guys, we need a vote. Who's gonna carry the body? Whoever can speak can speak, but this is far more important :V
For an early Christmas present I got a USB that connects me to the internet wherever I am, you know what I'm talking about. Thing is I only have a phone and my relative thought I could stick that USB in my phone through some cable adapter shit. Useless. By that logic I could just buy a internet package.
The funny part, is even if I had my laptoo, I'm not going anywhere until summer so I don't need that, I only use my home internet. So for Christmas I got a USB that only works for a PC, (which I don't own) which is only useful in summer.
I feel you man. Sort of. My relatives always buy me clothes but I never care about how I look. At least I've got a lot of shirts to wear :P
As the woman went towards the lion, the clean shaven man made his decision. He rushed forward, also charging towards the lion. In theory, while the lion was occupied with the woman, he could at least get in range to damage it, although coming out alive was another matter entirely. The lion managed to shake the woman off, which shrunk the clean shaven man's window of opportunity. Nevertheless, he charged forward. His body felt numb and he felt a little cold as his life faded slowly, but there was no time to dress his wounds.
The clean shaven man put on a burst of speed as the woman was sent flying away, ducking underneath the lion's razor sharp fangs. As he slid under the beast he brought his stone up and thrust it upwards with all of his strength, into the area under the lion's head just before its mane, behind the great beast's jaw.
The clean shaven man put on a burst of speed as the woman was sent flying away, ducking underneath the lion's razor sharp fangs. As he slid under the beast he brought his stone up and thrust it upwards with all of his strength, into the area under the lion's head just before its mane, behind the great beast's jaw.
Speaking of which, how has everyone's christmas breaks been so far?
The wound was shallow, but it was there. The clean shaven man staggered to his feet as the lion pounced away. The beast had another man in its jaws but he didn't look too badly injured, about as much as the clean shaven man himself, perhaps. They were hanging on surprisingly well and the addition of another person would certainly help.
The clean shaven man looked to where their new ally had thrown their rock, a little aside from the rest of the group. It wasn't in convenient grabbing distance, but he made his way towards it while also moving towards the lion. The wounds he'd received were a painful reminder not to jump in with no plan, so he made preparations to grab the rock if he could or jump back into the fray should the opportunity present itself.
The clean shaven man looked to where their new ally had thrown their rock, a little aside from the rest of the group. It wasn't in convenient grabbing distance, but he made his way towards it while also moving towards the lion. The wounds he'd received were a painful reminder not to jump in with no plan, so he made preparations to grab the rock if he could or jump back into the fray should the opportunity present itself.
Doing housework. Holiday season and all that. I might post soon.
© 2007-2026