How well do you know the Escapist above you?

[xmbts]

I know I really don't do that much.

 

[CarlMin]

I agree on the above user's hypothesis regarding the potential eventuality of one or several mehs coming along for a ride.

 

[mParadox]

I know the avatar is growing on me. LIKE A SYMBIOTE! 0.0

 

[mParadox]

I know he is required with frisk in aisle thirteen.

Ooooo... Me likey the offer.

 

[Voodoomancer]

I know he likes the tea.

 

[Spoonius]

Real Name: Sir Doctor Professor Admiral Amadeus Chekhov Eyjafjallajokull Ozymandias Lambasteik Alexander Churchill Bonaparte XXVII

Location: The land of the midnight sun.

Birthdate: July

Occupation: Forum lurking and video gaming.

Motto: If it's worth doing, it's worth doing well.

Interests: Gaming, dragons, sci-fi, science, space, tabletop gaming, webcomics, you, misc...

Bio: He'd put up a bio but the horrid detailed descriptions would rob you of all sanity

 

[mParadox]

Oh no. The copy ninja is back.

 

[Heart of Darkness]

I know he doesn't know how srs bzns it is to program the command shell to print ASCII hearts.

 

[Eumersian]

I know that he doesn't hang around for our crazy late-nite sex parties in the Ban Game.

 

[Heart of Darkness]

I know that he doesn't know that I'm asleep at that time. That, and lately I've been getting really tired at night--heavy eyelids, mild headaches, drowsiness, the works. Maybe I should lay off the coffee for a while...

 

[Eumersian]

I know that they are addicted to caffeine, and probably have arrhythmia as a result. Maybe a host of other problems too.

Doctor: "Mr. Darkness, it appears that you have everything ever."
HoD: "Oh no. What's the prognosis?"
Doctor: "You dead."

 

[Heart of Darkness]

I know he just missed the chance to throw in a Simpsons reference.

Doctor: Mr. Burns, I'm afraid you are the sickest man in the United States. You have everything.
Mr. Burns: You mean I have pneumonia?
Doctor: Yes.
Mr. Burns: Juvenile diabetes?
Doctor: Yes.
Mr. Burns: Hysterical pregnancy?
Doctor: Uh, a little bit, yes. You also have several diseases that have just been discovered - in you.
Mr. Burns: I see. You sure you haven't just made thousands of mistakes?
Doctor: Uh, no, no, I'm afraid not.
Mr. Burns: This sounds like bad news.
Doctor: Well, you'd think so, but all of your diseases are in perfect balance. Uh, if you have a moment, I can explain.
Mr. Burns: Well... [looks at his watch]

Doctor: Here's the door to your body, see? [bring up some small fuzz balls with goofy faces and limbs from under the desk] And these are oversized novelty germs. [points to a different one up as he names each disease] That's influenza, that's bronchitis, [holds up one] and this cute little cuddle-bug is pancreatic cancer. Here's what happens when they all try to get through the door at once. [tries to cram a bunch through the model door. The "germs" get stuck] [Stooge-like] Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo. Move it, chowderhead. [normal voice] We call it, "Three Stooges Syndrome".
Mr. Burns: So what you're saying is, I'm indestructible.
Doctor: Oh, no, no, in fact, even slight breeze could...
Mr. Burns: Indestructible.

 

[Eumersian]

I know that he took a significant portion out of his day to get that up.

 

[Troublesome Lagomorph]

Still has no avatar.

 

[Eumersian]

Is bothered by it.

 

[Heart of Darkness]

I know he's so wrong even Doctor John Dorian makes fun of him for it.

 

[Eumersian]

I know that those words hurt, bro. If I could, I would show you a diagram of where.

In fact, I will.

Spoiler: Right at the red.

That hurts right there, man.