I throw his burning body on top of you. Your body heats up quickly and many of your organs rupture from the intense heat.
The Fatality Game!!!
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You know what?
I think this thread deserves some revival.
I put you in a room filled with millions of copies of each game you love so much.
You are overcome with joy, and begin to frolic among the comforts of your virtual friends. IN your merriment, you fail to notice the sleeping tigers left mixed among the piles.
In your joy, you step on one of the large cat's tails, awaking it in rage.
As it leaps up and roars in rage, the other three cats awake and encircle you, watching you sweat and panic.
At last, they pounce, and your dying screams are recorded for my later enjoyment.
I think this thread deserves some revival.
I put you in a room filled with millions of copies of each game you love so much.
You are overcome with joy, and begin to frolic among the comforts of your virtual friends. IN your merriment, you fail to notice the sleeping tigers left mixed among the piles.
In your joy, you step on one of the large cat's tails, awaking it in rage.
As it leaps up and roars in rage, the other three cats awake and encircle you, watching you sweat and panic.
At last, they pounce, and your dying screams are recorded for my later enjoyment.
I strap you to a chair and commence negotiations between you and the Empire.
"What do you want from me?" says you.
*I sanitize a needle (by sticking it into a flame), then put red wine vinegar on it*
*I stab you. Put more red wine vinegar on the needle.*
"GRAHHHH" you scream.
"You shall hand over all the nukes you have hidden--"
"I don't have any nukes hidden-- GRAHHHH!"
"Yes you do. Don't lie."
...This exchange follows the same lines for a few hours, burning welts into your skin on many different locations. We then progress to lemon juice, then acid, then the dirt of a city sidewalk. Eventually, I give up and start digging out your kneecap with a butter knife.
You die with burning welts all over your body, and a noticeable lack of kneecaps.
I photograph your mangled corpse and etch the picture onto your gravestone for all to see.
"What do you want from me?" says you.
*I sanitize a needle (by sticking it into a flame), then put red wine vinegar on it*
*I stab you. Put more red wine vinegar on the needle.*
"GRAHHHH" you scream.
"You shall hand over all the nukes you have hidden--"
"I don't have any nukes hidden-- GRAHHHH!"
"Yes you do. Don't lie."
...This exchange follows the same lines for a few hours, burning welts into your skin on many different locations. We then progress to lemon juice, then acid, then the dirt of a city sidewalk. Eventually, I give up and start digging out your kneecap with a butter knife.
You die with burning welts all over your body, and a noticeable lack of kneecaps.
I photograph your mangled corpse and etch the picture onto your gravestone for all to see.
I go and talk to god, who obviously has a problem with you.
We conspire, and make the worst day ever for you.
Your house burns down, and everyone you have ever cared about was inside. The person you care about most manages to get out of the fire, and as they melt away, they look up and beg you to save them. Following that, all of your possessions that were still safe explode, and shower a 20 foot radius with incredibly sharp debris.
While you are shocked into immobility at this sequence of events, I fall from the heavens, and land on your head.
My feet shove your head down into your torso and then out your rectum, effectively splitting you in twain.
I then wipe my feet off on the grass next to your corpse, give god a thumbs-up, and walk off.
We conspire, and make the worst day ever for you.
Your house burns down, and everyone you have ever cared about was inside. The person you care about most manages to get out of the fire, and as they melt away, they look up and beg you to save them. Following that, all of your possessions that were still safe explode, and shower a 20 foot radius with incredibly sharp debris.
While you are shocked into immobility at this sequence of events, I fall from the heavens, and land on your head.
My feet shove your head down into your torso and then out your rectum, effectively splitting you in twain.
I then wipe my feet off on the grass next to your corpse, give god a thumbs-up, and walk off.
I go and consult the forum itself. It has gotten too annoyed with your posts clogging up its memory, and employs me to track you down. I do.
I take out my flathead screwdriver as you look on in horror.
First, I unscrew all that is possible for you to Nuke the Whales. You go into shock.
Next, I take the very screwdriver that killed your dreams and aspirations in life and proceed to work on your left eye.
The rust from the screwdriver (What? I left it out in the rain too many times... shut it) dislodges itself from the home its had for the past few months and lands in your eye.
Finally --schloooop!-- your left eye hangs out of your eye socket.
I then switch to my techie wrench and start squishing the eye that is hanging out of your head only by some nerves. You scream until you go blind in that eye. I finally squish your eye into a jelly-like paste, and throw it away.
I hand you an eye-patch.
With what just happened to your left eye, you place it over your remaining eye to try to save it.
With you now blind, I take you out to the cliff outside your house and push you off it, with no resistance from you until you realize you're falling.
Your dying scream is cut short halfway through. I look over the edge of the cliff and realize that the chord from the eye patch managed to catch itself along the edge of the cliff, sending your head to smash into the wall of rocks.
I smile and walk back to my computer.
I take out my flathead screwdriver as you look on in horror.
First, I unscrew all that is possible for you to Nuke the Whales. You go into shock.
Next, I take the very screwdriver that killed your dreams and aspirations in life and proceed to work on your left eye.
The rust from the screwdriver (What? I left it out in the rain too many times... shut it) dislodges itself from the home its had for the past few months and lands in your eye.
Finally --schloooop!-- your left eye hangs out of your eye socket.
I then switch to my techie wrench and start squishing the eye that is hanging out of your head only by some nerves. You scream until you go blind in that eye. I finally squish your eye into a jelly-like paste, and throw it away.
I hand you an eye-patch.
With what just happened to your left eye, you place it over your remaining eye to try to save it.
With you now blind, I take you out to the cliff outside your house and push you off it, with no resistance from you until you realize you're falling.
Your dying scream is cut short halfway through. I look over the edge of the cliff and realize that the chord from the eye patch managed to catch itself along the edge of the cliff, sending your head to smash into the wall of rocks.
I smile and walk back to my computer.
Swollen Goat was killed after I stared at him in such a way that he fell into a deep depression, forcing himself to eat until his already swollen stomache to explode.
I rig your toaster with explosives.
When you put in your bread the next morning, and press the little lever down, it goes off, and sends you flying into a nearby cabinet, and you hit your head on a shelf and pass out.
When you wake up, you are strapped to a large metal slab, and suspended above a chasm.
The lights turn on, and the slab lowers into the crevasse. At the first glace of a heating element, you realize what is about to happen.
The elements begin to glow red, then orange, and finally white hot.
At first, the heat is merely annoying to you. But as the metal slab behind you heats up, it begins to sear your skin as the air in front of you ignites.
Your burning skin and bubbling innards send you into shock, and you slump into unconsciousness as the heat finally begins to work on your brain, boiling it in your skull.
Thirty minutes later, your charred corpse is lifted out of the mechanism, and unceremoniously dumped into a pit.
When you put in your bread the next morning, and press the little lever down, it goes off, and sends you flying into a nearby cabinet, and you hit your head on a shelf and pass out.
When you wake up, you are strapped to a large metal slab, and suspended above a chasm.
The lights turn on, and the slab lowers into the crevasse. At the first glace of a heating element, you realize what is about to happen.
The elements begin to glow red, then orange, and finally white hot.
At first, the heat is merely annoying to you. But as the metal slab behind you heats up, it begins to sear your skin as the air in front of you ignites.
Your burning skin and bubbling innards send you into shock, and you slump into unconsciousness as the heat finally begins to work on your brain, boiling it in your skull.
Thirty minutes later, your charred corpse is lifted out of the mechanism, and unceremoniously dumped into a pit.
