Do I remember? Do YOU remember?
These are the files. I hope you have everything you need.
Be Stove Stove, do a break dance without pants!
Be Continue. Attempt to treat your wounds.
You rise to your feet, feeling an all too familiar bloodlust coursing through your veins. This fragile allyship you've forged with the two Mecha Alexeis could never stand when they're just a ritualistic chant and a stab wound away from providing you with skill points and mana. A red mist descends over your vision, and you lose control of your actions. You are now nothing but a receptacle for the will of Eris, Huitzilopochtli, Armok, Shezmu, Khorne, Oyashiro-sama and whoever else wants blood.
You are now playing as Stove Stove. You find yourself on the edge of a large crater in a forest. Standing beside you, affectionately caressing your upper face, is the lovely Jack Conundrum-chan. She came back for you! Now you don't have to self-destruct! You're so glad you can scarcely express it in words. In fact, you can't express it in words because you aren't capable of speech, just as you are incapable of wearing pants. Instead, you express it in dance, by spinning around on one vertex in a display of what is apparently known as "breakdancing". Jack Conundrum-chan is surprised and elated by your exploits.
When you are finished, she goes back to stroking you and says, in a serious tone, "I need your help, Stove Stove. There's a mansion in the forest - it's just down that dirt track - and... and... Oh, it's so dreadful! Our former ally, Mecha Alexei, has betrayed us, and with the aid of his sick, unnatural sciences has created a clone of me. You can tell us apart by the fact that the clone still has wounds on her hands (I healed mine), and she's not wearing a seifuku like I am, because they couldn't clone that part. Quick, there's no time to lose! We have to infiltrate the mansion and kill my clone, along with Mecha Alexei."
Investigate murmuring, but use the severed foot to prod ahead in the darkness rather than risk touching anything untoward.
Hum a soft, soothing tune.
( E-E) 900 GET
On attempting to use the foot as a makeshift white cane, you come to the realisation that it is not, in fact, severed, but is still attached to a body. The body is entirely inanimate, and you cannot feel a pulse. By touch, you establish that it seems to be fairly small - probably a child - and is wearing a dress. There is a damp patch around the sternum area. You continue crawling forwards, pointing the body's leg at the darkness ahead of you. Eventually, the foot meets resistance - a wall. Pressing your ear to it, you can just about make out some words: "...wounds... seifuku... no time to lose... kill my clone..."
The events of the past day or so have been very trying for you. Really, you could do with any comfort you can come by, however meagre. You hum something to yourself; it's not even a real tune, just something you make up as you go along. Suddenly, a synthesised voice booms from somewhere above you, "PILOT DETECTED. INITIALISING: PLEASE WAIT."
The ground shakes, then shifts ninety degrees. You and the body you are holding are thrown around violently. You feel the walls warp, deform, compress around you, and at some point the foot is torn from your grasp. Your field of view is suddenly filled with light. Once your eyes adjust, you find yourself staring out at a forest from a metre or two above the ground. Overlaid onto this view are various undecipherable graphs and figures, as well as some text:
Charge up mobile suit's power level to over 9000
Break dance without pants! To get acquainted with the controls.
Look under the seat for an emergency flotation device
poo ass butt pump
( ί ί) Do the bump!
( ί ί) DO THE BUMP!
This sucks at a rate of 1 cubic lightyear per second at standard temperature and pressure.
This thread powerful sucks.
What's wrong with the dates on this board?
( ί ί) SUCK MY LOVE BUMP!
This thread sucks so hard it could pull a basketball through a garden hose.
|L₯Φ₯) Squeeks has terminal bonitis.
|L₯Φ₯) Your penis enlargement surgery was a failure. Hope you don't mind the nickname "Stumpy."
|L₯Φ₯) Squeeks is actually doing fine. You've got terminal bonitis.
|L₯Φ₯) We're all out of goobies.
|L₯Φ₯) Freshen your colostomy bag, hon?
|L₯Φ₯) You are morbidly obese.
|L₯Φ₯) You have 10 minutes to live.
|L₯Φ₯) Prepare for a fatal case of priapism
(Idea stolen from http://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=42283541)
Just find something. Anything. Please. Don't let this thread die again.
I found this cool photography collection of the insides of science and energy buildings. They make great wallpapers.
Find me some hilariously bad fanart. The more obscure, the better.
Find me a picture of something with a plump rump.
I've seen the movie and I know what happens
I want to die
I'm thinking of buying a blanket and pillow for my office
Twitch doesn't recognize Dwarf Fortress as a game. What sort of blasphemy is this?!
Is that "eat shit and die" (a rude dismissal) or "eat, shit, and die" (a bleak assessment of human life)?
This is not how relaxation works.
A dildo fell on my dinner's plate and now it looks like I was having a dildo for dinner.
"total crap, but I enjoy it"
Man betont nicht jedes r, nur Adolf hat das getan. ich weiß, dass die Band nicht rechts ist.
Every human starts as a child in a relationship with parents who are larger/more powerful/wiser than them. I think the concept of/belief in god is a macro/social manifestation that hijacks this parent-child brain wiring. Its a group hallucination of misfiring behavior. And authority/the state is similar to that in the same hierarchical sense. Government is a superhuman entity that issues commandments which is a sin to disobey, and, like Xenu, the legitimacy of their rule doesn't exist. The belief in government is the most dangerous superstition, mental malware more dangerous than scientology. Hierarchical systems are being replaced in a 'survival of the fittest pattern' type of way by decentralized systems, like bittorrent was more fit than napster. Nobody says they hate the internet and the internet is a close example of anarchy. Government regulation appears responsible for creating the telecom monopolies in the first place, something about how they were granted exclusive right to install wiring whereas any competitor would have to ask permission from each property owner. Instead of adding more regulations, all the previous regulations should be removed. Like Larken says in the below video, the relatively free market has produced complex things like cell phones, so supposing the free market would be unable to do something as simple as create a flat place (road, which even deer create) or install wires without a system of appointed thieves (where did they get the legitimate right to tax/steal if an individual like me doesn't have that right?) seems odd. Someone on reddit or something was saying, say 1 person on the block doesn't want internet, they could dig up/cut the wire on their own property, charge a million to put it there/etc. I don't know the technological limitations but seems like wiring from a hub to specific houses, rather than all in a series w/ each house being central point of failure might be possible. Or satellite or whatever else millions of people offering voluntary solutions in the free market could think of.
Brief History of Campus Sex
1915: it's banned
1935: it's naughty
1955: it's interesting
1975: it's awesome
1995: it's rape
2015: it's banned
I like this series, but it feels like it's getting repetitive. Still a good series though.
OMG I remember seeing the box for this game. Not really sure what to think of it, it may just be better to let it stay in hell where it came from .
she is right. Hitler had a penis as well
I got angered by your smug, authoritative way of saying "there's no way this can be useful with skill like mine", so I provided one with macho theatrics. However I most certainly never bashed you for your homosexuality, that would be crass and disgusting.
Brief history of campus sex at Notre Dame
1915: it's banned
1935: it's banned
1955: it's banned
1975: it's banned
1995: it's banned
2015: it's banned
this is a nice game like guantlet. muliplayer and has humor too. doone from overhead. (not to be confused with medevil war game).
Reading the strategy guide I get the impression that Stevie and John were in disagreement about whether to capitalize daikatana when it's just talking about the sword and not the game. In parts where John is clearly the author (like his self-fellating Romero's Design Comments blurbs), it's capitalized.
U+216A (Roman Numeral Eleven) - The Unicode Character Reference
Ⅺ Unicode Roman Numeral Eleven
It was Socrates who said that the unexamined life is not worth
living. So therefore, if you are reading this file to avoid gaining the
understanding of life that makes us human, go jump off a cliff.
Education involves reading and thinking and observing and confronting. The
process of gaining a true education is a source of true ecstacy for the spirit.
It's an ecstacy that drugs or alcohol cannot approximate. Gaining a true
education can also be disturbing. You may discover that you are not who you
thought you were; that other things are not what you thought they were.
Fundamental and unalterable concepts which guided your life since you sucked the
milk from your mother's breasts may suddenly dissolve. You may find yourself
soaring to the heights of Olympus on the breath of Truth or you may find
yourself throuwn against the brick wall of nihilism. But one thing is for
certain: you will not die without having lived.
I think if we don't get independence there's going to be fighting everywhere, so I'm just going to stay in next weekend I think
Offering action in a world of , The Mystery of the Surface is an abandonware developed by Doka and published by Doka. Released in 1992, you wander around in a perspective.
kana - [TGIRLS.01 CD1 #08] ApJζθRR΅½SπΒφxΜ\Ν
Buckminster Fuller, Operation Manual for Spaceship Earth
( E-E) You know every time you say something like >>592 on the show, people do it to me for months on end, right?
( EΦE) Hee hee!
( EΦE) All the time!
( EΦE) I like squirrel fishing too!
@@@@@@|@ ( E-E) 600g- aw fuckhammer
@@@@@@|@ ( E-E) The sharks are getting closer...
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