Kevin's Watch

How do I join THOOLAH? Linden Avery (may she die a death of a thousand screams) is the only person, real or fictional, that I have ever managed to hate.

How do I join THOOLAH? Linden Avery (may she die a death of a thousand screams) is the only person, real or fictional, that I have ever managed to hate.

How do I join THOOLAH? Linden Avery (may she die a death of a thousand screams) is the only person, real or fictional, that I have ever managed to hate.

why did that enter 3 times? oh well.

We'll filp for her: heads I get her, tails I get her. How's that sound?

Does "get her" mean wring her neck or poison her or attack her with a colony of army ants?

sherlock_525 wrote:We'll filp for her: heads I get her, tails I get her. How's that sound?

How about this? Come to Greenville, SC. We'll go up to Paris Mountain state park, to the overlook at the top of the mountain. There shall we battle for Linden Avery. I'll make sure I'm extra drunk, so I'll be bound to be channeling either Lord Foul, or someone else whom you will be sure to lose to.

Auleliel wrote:Does "get her" mean wring her neck or poison her or attack her with a colony of army ants?

Listen. I stand by the Chosen. If you want to hurt her, you'll have to get past me. And I am puissant beyond your wildest dreams, groveller.

I never grovel. And don't think I can't get past you. I've got skills you've never even imagined.

Well if you make it past him, you will not make it past ME!!!! Cause I cheat.

You think I don't know how to deal with cheaters?
Guess again.

Covenant has his ring. I have my bracelet. The Amorphous Wild Magic Plastic that destroys peace. Bring it on.

Dammit, can't you see I love Linden?

Hold on. I'm having a very amusing daydream. I'll get back to you.

I am not blinded by misplaced love towards a madwoman. I think that tips the scale quite a bit. In my favor.

Perhaps...then again maybe not

I'm telling you, I've got skills. I bet neither of you can crochet, read, listen to music, eat, and exercise all at the same time. And that's just the beginning.

I'm good with nunchucks and bowstaff. Chicks dig guys with skills.

Auleliel wrote:I'm telling you, I've got skills. I bet neither of you can crochet, read, listen to music, eat, and exercise all at the same time. And that's just the beginning.

I can sew, read, listen to and play music, eat, exercise, AND give myself serious, life threatening wounds all at the same time! And that is not yet even the penultimate list of my abilities.

Also, I'm constantly dead inside, so that counts for something.

Emotional Leper wrote:

Auleliel wrote:I'm telling you, I've got skills. I bet neither of you can crochet, read, listen to music, eat, and exercise all at the same time. And that's just the beginning.

I can sew, read, listen to and play music, eat, exercise, AND give myself serious, life threatening wounds all at the same time! And that is not yet even the penultimate list of my abilities.

Also, I'm constantly dead inside, so that counts for something.

Post of the week

Wouldn't giving yourself serious life threatening wounds be counterproductive?

Not if his blood blinded you and he was able to...I don't know ... push you off a cliff or something.

That's just ridiculous. Why on earth would I be on a cliff?