Recent content by Soothsayer

Well, it seems even with a week's extension, I still couldn't get done what I wanted to get done. I wrote a few posts- yet none of them felt right to me, and I wasn't going to post something I wasn't altogether comfortable with and that I felt wasn't my best. I want to apologize for all of the...

Out of context, this would only be for the men (PENIS JOKE, god I'm funny)... but, then again, for some reason I assume you are all men. Including you, Sky. Because, as the age-old adage goes- girls don't use the internet. At least, not for anything other than looking at Lolcats and jewelry.

Hey, I'm just glad that the War didn't die out because of technical difficulties. I love seeing you people write, and it would have been a crying shame to miss out on more of this.

Man, I was worried that this had died or something... Thank Cthulhu it didn't.

"Because I am. And because you aren't." replied Hart, grinning. "Like big boy over there. But I'm not supposed to talk anymore. Cuz daddy said so. Not that I ever listened to daddy- and look how awesome I am now."

Too late, I've already done it in real life. I simply have no video recorder. Can I be the coach in your movie? =D

"I'll stop talking when you stop being a gigantic buffoon. Nice to see you rely solely on brute strength and what appears to be a watered down version of 'speed' though. I'll remember to be standing on the opposite side of the battlefield as you when shit hits the fan because you'll be the first...

"You do realize that you all do an awful lot of talking for getting so little accomplished." The dark cloaked individual gave an exasperated sigh and threw his hands up into the air before walking towards Artor and Yo. "It's nice to know that one of you thinks he understands the dominant...

I beg to differ. Time to douche it up: Sky, your mother was a hamster and your father smelled of elderberries... jerk.

Oh. God. Dammit. Well, aside from feeling like a gigantic prick I also feel like a more gigantic-er (yes, improper English) asshole for not remembering the rules. I now submit a formal apology for killing the Drifter (it just seemed like something my character would do) and I'll attempt to...

I effing loved your post, bro. Who knew that Irishmen could manipulate the cosmic threads of fate?

And edited... Moof- I feel a rather lot like shit about now.

While Landon waited for Weiss to respond, a large orb filled with tumultuous darkness appeared inbetween them, and out of the globe stepped a darkly clothed man with glowing gold eyes. He cocked his head to the side and looked inquisitively at Landon, a small frown playing about his lips...

Awriiiite. I'm with the man that killed my buddy. Let the rape-age begin... Wait... we have to work together? How the hell...? Moof- this is going to be a difficult one for me, to say the very least. Doesn't help that I am being distracted until next Thursday with the killing of zombies on...

The what what in the who? I don't believe I have, good sir. Send me a PM about it, as I am currently in need of new reading material. Last trilogy I read was the Abhorsen Trilogy by Garth Nix... So... Yeah...? Read that if you haven't.