Blank Posted January 5, 2007 Share Posted January 5, 2007 (edited) I am on. Edited January 5, 2007 by Blank Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tale Posted January 8, 2007 Share Posted January 8, 2007 So, how about that crossdresser? "Show me a man who "plays fair" and I'll show you a very talented cheater." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tigranes Posted January 9, 2007 Share Posted January 9, 2007 Yeah, I want to see this. Let's Play: Icewind Dale Ironman (Complete) Let's Play: Icewind Dale II Ironman (Complete) Let's Play: Divinity II (Complete) Let's Play: Baldur's Gate Trilogy Ironman - BG1 (Complete) Let's Play: Baldur's Gate Trilogy Ironman - BG2 (In Progress) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
thepixiesrock Posted January 9, 2007 Author Share Posted January 9, 2007 I've been sort of bust in the past few days. Lou Gutman, P.I.- It's like I'm not even trying anymore!http://theatomicdanger.iforumer.com/index....theatomicdangerOne 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. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
metadigital Posted January 9, 2007 Share Posted January 9, 2007 Is that "bussed" as in cartage to / fro a far-off destination, or "busted" as in arrested, or "busted" like broke, or "bust" as in someone made a sculpture of your head? OBSCVRVM PER OBSCVRIVS ET IGNOTVM PER IGNOTIVS OPVS ARTIFICEM PROBAT Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
thepixiesrock Posted January 10, 2007 Author Share Posted January 10, 2007 Sorry, that was a typo. I didn't mean bust, I meant flop. Lou Gutman, P.I.- It's like I'm not even trying anymore!http://theatomicdanger.iforumer.com/index....theatomicdangerOne 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. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
metadigital Posted January 11, 2007 Share Posted January 11, 2007 Stick or twist? OBSCVRVM PER OBSCVRIVS ET IGNOTVM PER IGNOTIVS OPVS ARTIFICEM PROBAT Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Walsingham Posted January 22, 2007 Share Posted January 22, 2007 Hello? Awful quiet in here... "It wasn't lies. It was just... bull****"." -Elwood Blues tarna's dead; processing... complete. Disappointed by Universe. RIP Hades/Sand/etc. Here's hoping your next alt has a harp. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Surreptishus Posted January 22, 2007 Share Posted January 22, 2007 (edited) Yeah, the thing is these choose your own adventure threads have never been open so long. They were so exciting and controversial that they had to be closed down for fear of overstimulating the inmates of OE. As a result thepixiesrock has never actually had to conclude a story. Except the first one... the character died. He was a shoot first do everything later kinda guy. Edited January 22, 2007 by Surreptishus Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
thepixiesrock Posted January 27, 2007 Author Share Posted January 27, 2007 You burst through the castle gates, you can hear the quiet hum of your molecular pulse gun as it reaches maximum strength. You turn to Roskwell, "Are you ready? We may not make it through this one." he shakes his head. "I died a long time ago Zink, my body's just one stubborn son of a bitch." Just then the doors to the main hall open, and another wave of guards fill the room. Just like the last ones, they been horribly disfigured from the evil power of the evil Duke Crockshaw. "Well Roskwell, it's been nice knowing you. Maybe if we had met under different circumstances, we could have grown to become good friends." "You killed my brother Jink, and that I can never forgive. But now I see why you did it. And I understand now. You really love her, don't you?" "Love? No, I don't think love expresses my feelings enough. No, I don't think there are words to even express my feelings, but then, I was always more of an action man myself, Rosk." "Well then, after you, lover boy." You hear your gravity pulverizor beep, and then notice that your quantum jetpack has fully recharged. It's go time mofo. In one single spectacular motion, you soar into the air and begin putting that MPG to work. Withing seconds, the entire batallion of grusome and disfigured guards is reduced to nothing. You almost feel bad about killing them, because they were attacking you from wheelchairs. You also almost feel bad about them not having weapons, and not attacking you at all. Almost. You rush through the doors into the main hall, Rosk prancing behind you on all three legs. "Ahhh, Jink. So nice of you to join us. Me and the Princess were just about to have dinner." The dark figure gnarls. "You're just in time for the main course, in fact, you ARE the main course! Hagagagagagagaga!" "You're a madman Crocksworth, you big meanie." "A madman, eh? If I, Lord Crockwrath am a madman, then what does that make you?" "Why, I think that makes me a hero." "Hahagagagaghaha, a hero? Well boy if all you need to do to be a hero is be killed by me, then I guess that makes your parents heroes!" Gasp!!! "You..." is all you can muster, tears filling your eyes. "It's ok, little one, let it out, let it all out. I'm here for you. There is no need for you to die, just take my hand, and we can rule this land, together. Father, and son." "What?! No, that's not possible, it can't be!" "That's right Jink, I was, am your father." Gasp!!! "But... But you said you killed my parents!" a stream of tears flowing out of your eyes, into a lake of tears on the ground where you are kneeling, flowing into a river of tears, that in turn flows into an ocean, of tears. Your tears. "In a way, that is true, I did kill you mother, and in doing so, part of me died. The part of me tha cares. Now, join me Jink, you must. Give me the sword. It is your... destiny." You look over at Raskwell, he is starring back at you, speechless. You can barely wrap your mind around all that has happened to you. Collecting the three crystal spheres of Okirok, and journying to Dungaro Mountain to obtain the Dungaro bracelet of might. And then, when you finally opened the Temple of Infinity, and Managed to get the Sword of Infinite. All of this, all this time, it was your father who you were preparing to fight. And now, now it's all comming to a close. (A) Pull out the sword and prepare to fight. (B) give the sword to your father, and join him. Lou Gutman, P.I.- It's like I'm not even trying anymore!http://theatomicdanger.iforumer.com/index....theatomicdangerOne 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. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blank Posted January 27, 2007 Share Posted January 27, 2007 A. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pidesco Posted January 28, 2007 Share Posted January 28, 2007 Don't be a whiny bitch like Luke. Join your father and rule the world! B. "My hovercraft is full of eels!" - Hungarian touristI am Dan Quayle of the Romans.I want to tattoo a map of the Netherlands on my nether lands.Heja Sverige!!Everyone should cuffawkle more.The wrench is your friend. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tale Posted January 28, 2007 Share Posted January 28, 2007 Don't be a whiny bitch like Luke. Join your father and rule the world! B. I'm sold. "Show me a man who "plays fair" and I'll show you a very talented cheater." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Surreptishus Posted January 28, 2007 Share Posted January 28, 2007 I choose B. I hope it doesn't end the story. Hagagagagaagaga Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
metadigital Posted January 28, 2007 Share Posted January 28, 2007 A. He'll only kill you with the sword. And then you can rule the galaxy on your own! And why is Pop-eye playing Lord Crockwrath? OBSCVRVM PER OBSCVRIVS ET IGNOTVM PER IGNOTIVS OPVS ARTIFICEM PROBAT Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Draken Posted January 28, 2007 Share Posted January 28, 2007 Lame; needs more crossdressing unicorns. B. Seriously, only like, three people can touch my body Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SteveThaiBinh Posted January 31, 2007 Share Posted January 31, 2007 A. To be more specific, I'll draw the Sword of Infinite in one hand whilst juggling the three crystal spheres of Okirok in the other and treading water in the ocean of my own tears, then swim towards Duke Crockshaw crying "I'm Zink, not Jink! Or am I?" and stabbing the sword in his general direction as Roskwell distracts him by shouting "Why aren't you using your gravity pulverizor?" He'll never see me coming. "An electric puddle is not what I need right now." (Nina Kalenkov) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Deraldin Posted January 31, 2007 Share Posted January 31, 2007 (edited) A. He'll only kill you with the sword. And then you can rule the galaxy on your own! Meta makes a good point. A. Edited January 31, 2007 by Deraldin Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nartwak Posted January 31, 2007 Share Posted January 31, 2007 If he had any game he'd wouldn't have had to ask. So, A. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
thepixiesrock Posted January 31, 2007 Author Share Posted January 31, 2007 I hope you're happy killing jink Lou Gutman, P.I.- It's like I'm not even trying anymore!http://theatomicdanger.iforumer.com/index....theatomicdangerOne 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. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
metadigital Posted February 1, 2007 Share Posted February 1, 2007 Yeah, he wasn't a very interesting character. Too whiny. OBSCVRVM PER OBSCVRIVS ET IGNOTVM PER IGNOTIVS OPVS ARTIFICEM PROBAT Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
thepixiesrock Posted December 27, 2007 Author Share Posted December 27, 2007 You reach your hand for the sword strapped to your side. The handle is initially cool against your warm sweaty hands, but you feel it beginning to heat up. As your head hangs down in a mix of shame and malice, shaken not stirred. As you stood there, trying to decide what to do, you remember the Princess. You remember the first time you layed eyes on her, so innocent, so peaceful, as you watched her sleeping. You remember the feeling of her smooth, soft skin as you caressed her knee. The shocked and apaulled look she gave you when she woke up. Her soft, yet firm voice as she shrieked in terror, "Who in the hell are you?!" as you awkwardly pulled up your pants and stumbled out of the room. She was young and innocent, but with a refinned wisdom that could only be gained from a life spent reading books or someting. Yes, the princess. Your one and only reason. You had made a vow to her that day. That day that seemed so long ago, lost on the ocean of memories on the waves of yesterday. The day after you first met, as she hurredly packed her things and had her guards escort her from the inn to her horse. As you chased her down the steps only to be met with a swift kick in the shins sandwich and a little spit in the face to wash it down with. You held her hand and vowed to bring her kingdom back, as she tried to break free from your stalker grip. When she ran from you you cried, "I will get your kingdom back. I will do it for you!" A grin came across your face. You knew what you had to do, despite the position you were in. "Sorry Crackshow, it's last call. It's closing time, you don't have to go home, but you can't continue to rule this kingdom and opress these people." "Fool!" was all Lord Crockwrath had time to muster before you grabbed the sword of infinite and thrust it towards him. This was it. You have one chance. Only time for one defeating blow before he would be able to counter attack, but it should be alright with the sword of infinite at your disposal. But as you lean into the sword to put maximum power behind your blow you begin to fall. A wave of terror and shock runs through your body like a current as your sword tastes air and you fall to the ground. You look up to see four white letters hoovering in the air above your head. As you regain your senses you begin to piece together the letters and realize the word they spell out. MISS You don't undersrtand it. It's beyond comprehension. You look at the sword's hilt and read the inscription. "The Sword of Infinite..." it's then that you notice a bit of gum stuck on the hilt, you remove it to reveal the full inscription. "The Swrod of Infinite Misses." You look up at Lord Crockwraith's face. He is as shocked as you are but unfortunetely for you, much faster to react. He lifts his battle axe and in one defeating blow, chops your head off. The End Lou Gutman, P.I.- It's like I'm not even trying anymore!http://theatomicdanger.iforumer.com/index....theatomicdangerOne 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. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jaguars4ever Posted December 28, 2007 Share Posted December 28, 2007 Yet little did the hornswoggled Lord Crockwraith know about the events that transpired prior to his bloody showdown with the bearer of the Sword of the Infinite (Misses). For such was the serendipitous cunning of our protagonist, that during his inspection of the princess' safety, he accidentally with absolutely no fault of his own, impregnated the comely maiden in her slumber! Stayed tuned for... Lylox's Revenge: The Son of Lylox. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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