Kevin's Watch

I don't post nearly as much as I used to...

Here you go dAN, but I should warn you, Fouls don't have weenies.


-BtC

UPDATE

The number of Fouls has grown dramatically, but have no fear. Though they have numbers, we have the power. And as the Viles have been quiet as of late, we the Creators are certain to prevail.



Hold Faith, we will prevail.

BtC

Uh huh. Well, considering that I am the aspect of War, I also have associates. Meet Slaughter, his pet hyena Slaughter, Famine, his pet dog Starvation, Pestilence, his pet rat Malady, and Conquest. Slaughter and Conquest are a bit... overenthusiastic.
You might also consider My other aspects. The Hunter, for forest terrain, and the Falcon, for mountain terrain. Plus their associates.
And, considering that my half brother, the Lord of the Zombies, also Elena's illegiment child, is psychopathic, you might want to give up while you still have the chance.
-Sammy

Whatever Samadhi, the only thing that really matters is that I'm B. A. Baracus.

Actually, he's a good deal more important than you'd think. I don't even know who B. A. Baracus is, but he can't be very important if he comes from your world. And his name's Samadhi, not Samedhi.

Yes, Samadhi... just like I posted...

My demondim thread is dead.

Thats because I destroyed the Viles.

And as for the Fouls, we will never need surrender to you, no matter your numbers. I am the Prime Creator, Godself Dragon. I hold a new Staff, capped on each end with white gold. Attempt me Fouls, and learn your folly.



GD

Me: I don't see why we can't-
Sam: Satan is busy working with Pesty-boy over there. We can't make a plague that effects only Creators.
Turi: Well, we have Malady. That's pretty, um, plaguey.
Adrianna: You sound like you're using the Catteni word for meter.
Slaughter: Yeah, don't talk with cereal in your mouth.
Me: I wasn't referring to Satan. I was referring to one of his demonesses. We could Corrupt the Creators.
Lust: Hey, why wasn't I invited?
Sam: Congrats, you've been drafted. You'll work with Lila.
Lust: Why do I even bother? Well, let's get to Corrupting, then.

*with a wave of my awesome staff, I cast the "corrupters" back to the Foul Thread*



And STAY there! *pesky Foul-ettes*



-GD

*suddenly, Lila, the fabulously formed demoness, walks into the room*
Lila: *pouts* But, you wouldn't cast me out, would you? *concern*
Me: Yep, he'd try. *drools a little* You could come home with me, though...
Turi: *stomps on brother's foot*
Sam: Hey! That hurt!
Turi: Not you, him.
Sam: Oh.
Me: *still drooling, panting slightly*
Lila: Oh, please let me stay! They can't cook!
Dylan: Not fair. I can make sandwiches.
Lila: I don't like sandwiches.
Me: *stops drooling and panting* You-? Don't-? *falls out of chair because of the sheer horror of Lila's not liking sandwiches*
Lila: *becomes hardly dressed* After all, I'm sure-
Sam, Turi, Dylan, Lust, Adrianna, Slaughter, and Self: Begone, evil non-sandwich-liker!

Hmmm, seems the Creators won, due to all our enemies getting bored and leaving.....



VICTORY!!!

(...oh yeah, almost forgot...