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We aren't taking it over, we are trying to protect it!

 

 

From The Flying Menace and his gang.

 

Pure evil.

Lou Gutman, P.I.- It's like I'm not even trying anymore!
http://theatomicdanger.iforumer.com/index....theatomicdanger

One billion b-balls dribbling simultaneously throughout the galaxy. One trillion b-balls being slam dunked through a hoop throughout the galaxy. I can feel every single b-ball that has ever existed at my fingertips. I can feel their collective knowledge channeling through my viens. Every jumpshot, every rebound and three-pointer, every layup, dunk, and free throw. I am there.

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Induct him into the simulation? A fate worse than bible study class ...

but... bible study class sounds good to me... :geek:

 

And thanks for the critiques you guys gave my report.

 

But why does it look like TADF is taking over TOMBS? icon9.gif

Sssshhh! Super secret undercover plots cannot be revealed in unprotected transmission! :geek:

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"The Nazis are coming!"

 

I ate today.

 

"The Nazis are coming!"

 

I slept today.

 

"The Nazis are coming!"

I cried today.

 

"I'm going hungry."

 

 

 

 

I woke up, the sun was shining benignantly, dazed and bewildered, I searched for my forgotten attire, navy blue jeans, black cotton shirt, baseball cap.  The room was painted black, various modernist paintings were in my severely reduced line of sight.

 

"TOMBS" A male voice carelessly wailed.

 

"The head, it hurts, pain, drugs, oh God." My maniacally subdued subconscious shouted at me.

 

"TOMBS" Another voice whispered, a female.

 

"The Nazis are coming!"

 

The room, it was different, deeper, wider, I couldn't talk, my tongue, I couldn't feel my teeth,  I blacked out.

 

I woke up, the sun was shining malignantly, calm and secure, I searched for my misplaced attire, jet black office suit, cowboy hat. The room was painted white, various Renaissance painting were to be seen on the ever advancing walls.

 

I walked out, the light, it was beautiful, unique, a new day, ready to be neglected like many others before it. Millions and millions of humans, advanced ants, working together for the common good, made me sick, socialist utopia, mindless drones all around me. I was surrounded.

 

"The Nazis are coming!"

 

The whole world went mad, all of a sudden, everyone, everyone! They looked at me with their apathetically blank faces and started muttering the word "TOMBS." 

 

"Stop!" I howled, a buzzing maniac, the last sane man went insane.

 

I blacked out.

 

"Hello?"

 

"Hello?" I heard the words, in my head, it was my own voice, but different.

 

"HELLO?"

 

"TOMBS" I started muttering.

 

"The Nazis are coming!"

And the communists are already in the Kitchen :D

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Well, at least baley's been pulling his weight lately. Come on, jorian, write up a review. Write it in Hungarian for all I care. Hey, write up a review of pixies in Hungarian.

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The subject of this review is thepixiesrock

 

 

Pix is a pretty awesome dude, despite ticking Gabrielle and Hades off at him a number of times, and being 'witty and topical' (an unabashed spammer) he never ceases to be a riot. If something shady (in a good way, I swear) is going down, you can bet Pixies is in on it. He continues to call him like he sees them, to the detriment of his warning level, and Lou Gutman will never quit his ceaseless trail to uncover internet conspiracy. His Supermarket Hijinx threads have been a hit, despite, you know, pissing Gabrielle and Hades off, and, you know, the moderators. But still, funny dude.

 

I'm tapped out guys!

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I'm flattered.

Lou Gutman, P.I.- It's like I'm not even trying anymore!
http://theatomicdanger.iforumer.com/index....theatomicdanger

One billion b-balls dribbling simultaneously throughout the galaxy. One trillion b-balls being slam dunked through a hoop throughout the galaxy. I can feel every single b-ball that has ever existed at my fingertips. I can feel their collective knowledge channeling through my viens. Every jumpshot, every rebound and three-pointer, every layup, dunk, and free throw. I am there.

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Well, at least baley's been pulling his weight lately.  Come on, jorian, write up a review.  Write it in Hungarian for all I care.  Hey, write up a review of pixies in Hungarian.

I didn't make fun out of him, i did fun with him...he is right, and this is what we in Hungary say sometimes when we sense danger:

"The Russians are already in the Kitchen/Bedroom/<insert room here>" :blink:

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I thought he meant Trixie's.

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Lou Gutman, P.I.- It's like I'm not even trying anymore!
http://theatomicdanger.iforumer.com/index....theatomicdanger

One billion b-balls dribbling simultaneously throughout the galaxy. One trillion b-balls being slam dunked through a hoop throughout the galaxy. I can feel every single b-ball that has ever existed at my fingertips. I can feel their collective knowledge channeling through my viens. Every jumpshot, every rebound and three-pointer, every layup, dunk, and free throw. I am there.

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Wait, who is my alternate account?

Lou Gutman, P.I.- It's like I'm not even trying anymore!
http://theatomicdanger.iforumer.com/index....theatomicdanger

One billion b-balls dribbling simultaneously throughout the galaxy. One trillion b-balls being slam dunked through a hoop throughout the galaxy. I can feel every single b-ball that has ever existed at my fingertips. I can feel their collective knowledge channeling through my viens. Every jumpshot, every rebound and three-pointer, every layup, dunk, and free throw. I am there.

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i don't think i understood that post, meta. see, his nickname is pixies, not capitalised, since in his actual sn there are no caps. technically i should have included an apostrophe after the s, but i should also technically capitalise the first letter in my sentence, as well as "i".

 

or were you nannying? in that case, -500 T.O.M.B.S. points.

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I don't think I understood that post, meta. see, his nickname is pixies, not capitalised, since in his actual sn there are no caps. Technically I should have included an apostrophe after the s, but I should also technically capitalise the first letter in my sentence, as well as "I".

No, I was checking to see if the omnipresent Pixies had infiltrated yet another identity. Hence the question mark: it was a question, viz.: "Are you Pixies, too?". Humour rarely is as enjoyableonce it is explained, however. :p

So you are guilty of being an silly AND churlish:

-500 T.O.M.B.S. points.

:)

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I undrstood it. Blank isn't my alt.

Lou Gutman, P.I.- It's like I'm not even trying anymore!
http://theatomicdanger.iforumer.com/index....theatomicdanger

One billion b-balls dribbling simultaneously throughout the galaxy. One trillion b-balls being slam dunked through a hoop throughout the galaxy. I can feel every single b-ball that has ever existed at my fingertips. I can feel their collective knowledge channeling through my viens. Every jumpshot, every rebound and three-pointer, every layup, dunk, and free throw. I am there.

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When points are deducted in error, we deduct that ammount from Mothman.

Lou Gutman, P.I.- It's like I'm not even trying anymore!
http://theatomicdanger.iforumer.com/index....theatomicdanger

One billion b-balls dribbling simultaneously throughout the galaxy. One trillion b-balls being slam dunked through a hoop throughout the galaxy. I can feel every single b-ball that has ever existed at my fingertips. I can feel their collective knowledge channeling through my viens. Every jumpshot, every rebound and three-pointer, every layup, dunk, and free throw. I am there.

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