I've been dreaming every night about strangling all of you
I need some answers now
I ask you a question, you must answer
I want to know who is he is
You need to tell me
I can't take this anymore
If you don't give me answers, I'm going to chop you into little piece
Hotwheels, miniature trains, Tinker Toys... I'll burn you all down
Now we are going to do
Something extremely fun (yeah!)
We're going to play (let's play a game!)
A wonderful game called, "Who is your daddy?"
Who is you
Hello, readers. You may be wondering what 'Ask the Overseer' is. Simply put, it's a version of a mailbag; you send me your questions, I'll answer them!
Thank you for your question, EW. I had to do a bit of research on this one, but, here's your answer: I began RPing on BZPower in early 2004, in a CoT RPG known as 'The Empire Returns: A Star Wars RPG'.
Ah, yet again, an intelligent question. At first, I wasn't overly familiar with the subject, but what I concluded from a bit of researc
...I had a decent weekend getaway over the last few days. Worth every minute of it. I get home, my cancer-stricken, three-legged dog has just died an extremely painful death.
I hope you all had a good weekend, too.
A dead, iron hand lumbers across misanthropic skies Transmission of sedition, its red eyes maliciously glean Spitting anecdotes, alluding to the brink of the Great Flash Destiny clutched in his impervious metal jaw Cable and satellite, world intertwined Electric signals of a fate resigned Upsilon, Victor, Bravo Seventy-six numbers closer to the ravage sought Destiny designed, carved upon asphalt Ignorance ensures death Symphonious sustenance misdirected Synchronous chaos intersected Steal away t
The rain begins to pour
As the artillery starts to roar
Soothing ringing in my ears
Their screams I need not hear
The water's red with blood
Bodies sinking in the mud
Tombs amidst the dirt
An atonement to the earth
Another falls beside me
My eyes are glazed with death
When from No Man's Land
Comes burning dragon's breath
My lungs begin to sear
My flesh falls from my bones
A vicious reformation
In death I can go home
Committed to the sea of stone
The place where bloodied
I woke up today 'bout noonish, and within five minutes I had rolled out of the bed, hopped into my chair, and came here. Gah, I believe this has become a routine!
Anyways, my friend finally came back to BZP, after much convincing from me, and will be playing as my brother, Kaldun, in Dr. Bionicle's The Academy. But I guess Korruhn will be fighting Phobos now, then getting carried away to the lab. So whatever you need to get done with him, I suggest you do it soon.
Anyways, second day o
Hello again, Vault citizens!
Tonight, I bring you a brief, but rather important announcement:
I'd like to announce the addition of a new, unique, and rather interactive feature to our wondrous Vault: the Guest Column. Here's how it goes down: once a week, I'll extend an invitation to Vault Dwellers to PM me their rantings, thoughts, theories, etc. You will have six days to have your column to me, and a week from the date, your column could appear in the 'Guest Column' box, where it will re
So, scored my 2500th post last night. Good number, I'd say.
Oh, and the post consisted of my mainstay RPG character, Korruhn, throwing his drunken friend at a bartender.
January 27th, 2004. Five years ago today. A bored-out-of-his-mind, Bionicle-loving youth, with a handy computer, got bored and searched for Bionicle sites. Near the end of his fruitless searching, one site in particular caught his interest: BZPower.com. Something drew him in, and that day, he signed up, under the name 'Troopertoran'.
Time went by, and Troopertoran, now known as Inferno Nuva: Toa of Rage became a regular forum-wanderer, haunting the Comedies forum, and Completely Off Topic.
