Life! The Universe! Everything!
*hugs towel gleefully* Oh Zarquon, isn't life GREAT? =D
I've been listening to a few songs over the past two and a half hours that have put me in a good mood and I felt like BLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOGGING about it! I'm not even depressed or anything! It's awesome!
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No, huh? Wot's that? Life getting you down? All you want's an answer? An Ultimate Answer? To the Ultimate Question? Of Life? The Universe? EVERYTHING?
Easy!
Ahem.
Are you ready?
Are
Ahoy, an' welcome, me hearties and me wenches and all'a that sort.
It be a fine day fer bloodshed, don' ye agree? Aye, th' blood'll flow 'tween me fingers as I thrust me khopesh inta th' bellies of all them scurvy bilge rats tha' make up th' army'a Commodore Block.
Be ye afear'd? A/N
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Recently, I've been playing Half-Life 2 through again. I still love it lots. Episode One, however, is IMMENSELY slow. Like, mind-bendingly slow. It's horrible.
Portal, also, is amazing, but slow in places. I love both of 'em.
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Spink said to make a Halo post 'cause he's bored so....
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Yes, indeed. There are hair follicles strapped to my head. Several, in fact. Several curly ginger ones. Strapped, trapped, to my head. D=
They are all brush-ed back and purdy. =D
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First thing's first: I got Gorast today. She's much winfuller than I thought she'd be. She has lots of cool things and her wings, her wings are cleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeear! =D Also, I modified her middle limbs to look somewhat like her bottom limbs, so she's currently sitting next to me, scheming with Takanewva, Krika, and Bitil, on her bottom four limbs. Second thing's in this spot: I has a pocktful of lint in my pocket. My pocket is full of lint. Lint is full of the world. Lint is full of li
On Friday, 25 June, 2008, aka yesterday, I found, amongst a sea of Phantoka and Phantoran, two Mistika, all alone in a world of the past. Gali. Tahu. There were several canisters of each, and I quickly decided on breaking my tradition of buying and building the red one first when I beheld the awesomeness of Gali over the blasé of Tahu. After purchasing it, I savagely ripped the package open and dumped the pieces out. No plastic bag? Guess that's only in the small sets. I put her together spe
So...is there such a thing as no colour? I don't mean white, here, or black(non-racist: devoid of colour or full of colour); no, I mean absolutely transparent or devoid of any colour whatsoever? I mean, this could drive a Matoran crazy!
This is Bravo Leader to Alpha Leader. Do you copy? I repeat, Bravo Leader to Alpha Leader, come in! We're being slaughtered out here, we need back-up NOW! City 17 is being destroyed. I repeat, City 17 is falling! Alpha Leader, please, kshhkshh in!
So BZPers. I've had enough of Po, Turakii, Nikira, and LK saying that their art is the worst of the quartet. So I decided to have a vote. Vote for your favourite of the bunch: Nikira, Turakii, Po, or Lady Kopaka.
Recently, I've been encountering a series of attacks by the most evil of all monsters. The one called Mr. Writer S. Block. Now, Mr. Block is the worst of all of the enemies of the people of Writerville. It is about yea high and feeds on the Writervillians' inspiration. Dual horns grow out of either temple of this horrid, deathly creature. It are hunched, with sharp teeth and claws made of steel.
As I said at the beginning of this article, I have recently been victim of several attacks perpetr
I found the second version of my old self-MOC today while collecting my Kanohi together and he wasn't too broken to fix. I fixed him in about a half-hour, modifying what needed it here and there. Also, my Copper Noble Huna is now lying at the bottom of my fish tank, waiting to be rescued from the pits of liquid protodermis by some noble hero, such as this person. ...or Gorast. *>.>s at Gorast* -fin-
» Click to show Spoiler - click again to hide... «I'm sure most of you have already realised by now, but I'm absolutely certain that the Fallen of Transformers: Revenge Of The Fallen is/are the Skrall. Especially in one scene where one character is standing in front of three more of the Fallen's model on a barren, deserted planet, illuminated by the sun. Remind you of anything?
Additionally, I has pitchers.
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