Community Event / Creation Abraka Drabble The Old Official Drabble THIS IS AN EX THREAD IT IS DEADED
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+++Reps, 'Kow.
Tho it was a bit disturbing to see your face on that shapely body. Next time I hear your voice, I won't quite know what to do with... you know... the.. umm... yeah... images in my head. Yeah, that's it.
Tho it was a bit disturbing to see your face on that shapely body. Next time I hear your voice, I won't quite know what to do with... you know... the.. umm... yeah... images in my head. Yeah, that's it.
This has nothing to do with the new set up which I am so glad to see recorded well enough... but everything the teamspeak channel complain is too loud is always too quiet in the stream. Maybe turn down the whole output only to them instead next time. Also after a nights sleep I am now 80% sure that MrMogodo-do-do WAS implying I have stupid.
You have stupid what? Sense of fashionable makeup?
Is it true he was green, then a few scrubs with the bleach and a scrubbing pad later became yellow? When do the traffic lights complete their cycle and Simoof turns red?
Nope, still a bit yellow. in paint stains... it dont say that on the tin.Is it true he was green, then a few scrubs with the bleach and a scrubbing pad later became yellow? When do the traffic lights complete their cycle and Simoof turns red?
Ian Phillips
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I just sat down to watch the introduction..... I'm going to lie down now to recover.
I bet it also doesn't say rub into face! Did you use car polish by any chance?
I can imagine you going to the psychiatrist to discuss the effects of the disturbing video...
"I'm going to show you some random blobs of ink, I want you to tell me if they remind you of anything. First this one.."
"My face"
"Good. I think we're making progress. Now what about this one?"
"My face"
"Well done. Remember there's no right or wrong answer. It's how you feel. Okay, here's the next one. Just anything that comes into your head."
"My face"
"Let's just finish up here. We've had some breakthroughs today. I'll just make a few notes in your files... and... I'll see you next week."
Well my psychiatrist asked why she had not seen me for a while.
"Found a place with lots of nice supportive people who like a laugh and really give me something to look forward to on a Friday night." I told her
"Why are you back then?" she asked.
"Last Friday they all ganged up and killed me. 20 times. And 1 Krankie."
"OK, and why are you yellow?"
So, another drabble week begins. Thanks to everyone who voted for me. I seriously worry about some of you, at least I know that Simoof is seeking out help
Well how does one follow that after dragging everyone's eyes and minds to the gutter? Ah of course! You've got to...
"Pay For Your Sins"
Well how does one follow that after dragging everyone's eyes and minds to the gutter? Ah of course! You've got to...
"Pay For Your Sins"
Damn I'm all out of spare rep for this!!! Virtual +1 for you
Ian Phillips
Volunteer Moderator
Empassioned speaker
The speaker had attracted a large crowd in the station concourse and was working himself up for a truely epic rant.
His hands waved around his head, almost knocking his outdated hat into the front row. He twisted and gyrated, flinging his head from side to side, spittle arcing up and out, reaching the second row.
The station security watched from the edges of the crowd, taking no action to halt the tirade. Finally the speaker reached the climax of his speach, ending with the words
"...and so you must pay for your sins".
And thats when they killed Simoof
The speaker had attracted a large crowd in the station concourse and was working himself up for a truely epic rant.
His hands waved around his head, almost knocking his outdated hat into the front row. He twisted and gyrated, flinging his head from side to side, spittle arcing up and out, reaching the second row.
The station security watched from the edges of the crowd, taking no action to halt the tirade. Finally the speaker reached the climax of his speach, ending with the words
"...and so you must pay for your sins".
And thats when they killed Simoof
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Pay for your insurance
I was sat in the Thargoid and Fer-De-Lance bar, when two official looking suits came up to me. "We have an insurance bill here and are here to collect payment".
I looked at the bill, "That's not my ship". The suits looked at the bill, "No, that ship used to belong to Commander Simoof, he said you'd pay."
I shook my head, "I don't know him, never met him in my life" I quietly hid the picture of Simoof and I celebrating winning the CQC championship.
"We'll have to get payment from him then."
And that's when they killed Simoof.
I was sat in the Thargoid and Fer-De-Lance bar, when two official looking suits came up to me. "We have an insurance bill here and are here to collect payment".
I looked at the bill, "That's not my ship". The suits looked at the bill, "No, that ship used to belong to Commander Simoof, he said you'd pay."
I shook my head, "I don't know him, never met him in my life" I quietly hid the picture of Simoof and I celebrating winning the CQC championship.
"We'll have to get payment from him then."
And that's when they killed Simoof.
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The Small Print
Flames brighter than the centre of a sun, heat more scorching than an English summer, Simoof found himself dead and in front of Satan. "I've never done anything wrong! Everybody loved my antics on the Drabble show."
Satan's voice was deep an booming as though electronically-processed "You didn't check through the T&Cs of that Ubisoft game you played. They always promised me their player's souls, but they've only now worked out the technology to implement that clause.
I think I'll set my minions on you. Kill you again and again for eternity."
And that's when they killed Simoof, infinite times.
Flames brighter than the centre of a sun, heat more scorching than an English summer, Simoof found himself dead and in front of Satan. "I've never done anything wrong! Everybody loved my antics on the Drabble show."
Satan's voice was deep an booming as though electronically-processed "You didn't check through the T&Cs of that Ubisoft game you played. They always promised me their player's souls, but they've only now worked out the technology to implement that clause.
I think I'll set my minions on you. Kill you again and again for eternity."
And that's when they killed Simoof, infinite times.
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