Psychotic Ninja

Banned for not being full of joy.

Who needs Panera when you've got Subway?

Who need's Popeye's Chicken and Biscuts when you have Arbys!

Who here knew that one day giant lumberjacks would chop down trees and drink cheap cyanide filled Koolaid and go to Epsilon's planet of chicken and sweet tea and guns that shoot boolets? Not only do cows eat grass but also they jump over the moon and leave ponies in rest. It was very nonsensical and confusing, only /b/ could possibly make less sense than the chaotic, random, ambiguous Gordon Freeman's dream. The G-man woke up to a de-railed thread on a very sad day. He was wearing a very expensive diamond encrusted tie and suit with a dark blue pair of socks. His fashion sense was very pimpin'. Everyone was jelly whenever the G-man would roll up into a ball and derail this thread. G-man then got into his purple limousine and drove into a Lake. G-man drowned, but his suit was made of ice cream That froze into a million pieces. Many treasure hunters search for G-man's suit shards but stop because they get very hungry for potatoes and decide to return to idaho. G-man survived though, but his purple limousine got eaten by a wild grue with laser beams. G-man took out his explosive briefcase and threw it at an unsuspecting robotic ghost dragon. Gordon Freeman helped by crowbaring a flying scout's mother and red spy. Any other day Gordon would simply would be busy collecting human skulls, but today he went to crate to crowbar it. The crate exploded, and out came a BLU Pyro. The Pyro's muffled voice yelled, "ICE TO MEET YOU!" "..." Gordon Freeman replied, and crowbarred Pyro in the oxygen tank, causing a large explosion, but Gordon's HEV only saved Gordon and a village of crazed bushmen. One bushman said "So long, and good luck my bespectacled bearded friend.". So he was gone like the horse that Epsilon ate for breakfast. Blightmare then came with a great white shark who

Who here knew that one day giant lumberjacks would chop down trees and drink cheap cyanide filled Koolaid and go to Epsilon's planet of chicken and sweet tea and guns that shoot boolets? Not only do cows eat grass but also they jump over the moon and leave ponies in rest. It was very nonsensical and confusing, only /b/ could possibly make less sense than the chaotic, random, ambiguous Gordon Freeman's dream. The G-man woke up to a de-railed thread on a very sad day. He was wearing a very expensive diamond encrusted tie and suit with a dark blue pair of socks. His fashion sense was very pimpin'. Everyone was jelly whenever the G-man would roll up into a ball and derail this thread. G-man then got into his purple limousine and drove into a Lake. G-man drowned, but his suit was made of ice cream That froze into a million pieces. Many treasure hunters search for G-man's suit shards but stop because they get very hungry for potatoes and decide to return to idaho. G-man survived though, but his purple limousine got eaten by a wild grue with laser beams. G-man took out his explosive briefcase and threw it at an unsuspecting robotic ghost dragon. Gordon Freeman helped by crowbaring a flying scout's mother and red spy. Any other day Gordon would simply would be busy collecting human skulls, but today he went to crate to crowbar it. The crate exploded, and out came a BLU Pyro. The Pyro's muffled voice yelled, "ICE TO MEET YOU!" "..." Gordon Freeman replied, and crowbarred Pyro in the oxygen tank, causing a large explosion, but Gordon's HEV only saved Gordon and a village of crazed bushmen. One bushman said "So long, and good luck my bespectacled bearded friend.". So he was gone like the horse that Epsilon ate for breakfast.

http://www.dorkly.com/picture/7017/the-new-kid

Grey monkies will eat crap in a filthy statue, that wears a lot of condoms goat fucking Bananas.

The way I see it, the game had/has potential to be great/good, but it seems like I'm the only one here that has done a forum version of Mafia. For this to stay alive, the communication here needs to get much better. I need to see fighting, arguing, -rep, betrayal, etc. for this to be interesting enough to warrant another game with more players. Yes some of you guys are P.M.ing me on who you want to kill cause that's who you think is Mafia, but unless it's here, and unless you're the Cop and you're just investigating someone, I'm ignoring those P.M.s. Look I don't want to see this die, but unless you guys start communicating with each other here, it just might die.

I'll have a FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU- bigger/louder/more destructive than 400 billion Atomic Bombs going off at once. What would you do if there was one Klondike bar left in the world?

Grey monkies will eat crap in a filthy statue, that wears a lot of condoms while fucking Bananas.

Banned cause the character in your signature looks more insane than Doom Shepherd's character in his avatar.

Drink the bottle of jino-brand soda water.

You just won the game sir.

Who needs Adam Jensen when you have Adam Baldwin?

Ask the train if there's anything to drink.

Who here knew that one day giant lumberjacks would chop down trees and drink cheap cyanide filled Koolaid and go to Epsilon's planet of chicken and sweet tea and guns that shoot boolets? Not only do cows eat grass but also they jump over the moon and leave ponies in rest. It was very nonsensical and confusing, only /b/ could possibly make less sense than the chaotic, random, ambiguous Gordon Freeman's dream. The G-man woke up to a de-railed thread on a very sad day. He was wearing a very expensive diamond encrusted tie and suit with a dark blue pair of socks. His fashion sense was very pimpin'. Everyone was jelly whenever the G-man would roll up into a ball and derail this thread. G-man then got into his purple limousine and drove into a Lake. G-man drowned, but his suit was made of ice cream That froze into a million pieces. Many treasure hunters search for G-man's suit shards but stop because they get very hungry for potatoes and decide to return to idaho. G-man survived though, but his purple limousine got eaten by a wild grue with laser beams. G-man took out his explosive briefcase and threw it at an unsuspecting robotic ghost dragon. Gordon Freeman helped by crowbaring a flying scout's mother and red spy. Any other day Gordon would simply would be busy collecting human skulls, but today he went to crate to crowbar it. The crate exploded, and out came a BLU Pyro. The Pyro's muffled voice yelled, "ICE TO MEET YOU!" "..." Gordon Freeman replied, and crowbarred Pyro in the oxygen tank, causing a large explosion, but Gordon's HEV only saved Gordon and a village of crazed bushmen. One bushman said "So long, and good luck my

Speak out, apparently someone, or something is in the train with you.

Banned for changing your avatar and signature as much or more than Alyxx.

Sleep in train, due to being tired.

Banned for not wanting to agree to disagree.

Again, banned for thinking all anime is bad.

Banned for not giving anime a fair try.