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Post by artstuck on Apr 25, 2016 19:42:13 GMT
DIRECTORY NAMING 'randomBullshit' NOW EXISTING >#oh well isnt that just fucking peachy >#now i have somewhere to store all my broken hopes and dreams >#i hope youre happy
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Post by Sharkalien on Apr 26, 2016 22:45:48 GMT
>Buster: Go cook your goose
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Post by Neptz on Apr 26, 2016 22:47:55 GMT
>Buster: You have a brain. Thus you are The Brain
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Post by artstuck on Apr 27, 2016 20:48:26 GMT
>Buster: Go cook your goose YOU LIKE TO MAKE REGARDINGS OF THE FONDNESS OF YOUR 'GUS GOOSE' PROPERTY MERCHANDISE LIFE-SIZED PLUSHIE SPECTACULAR. NO WAY HOSEY YOU SHALL APPLY ARSON TO FEATHERY FRIEND. FEATHERED FRIEND SOME TIME ONLY FRIEND YOU FEEL ME? MEGA DEATH BUNNY STILL OF THE ATTENTION OF THE ACQUIRED NEED.
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Post by Sharkalien on Apr 27, 2016 21:15:00 GMT
>Answer Death Bunny
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Post by artstuck on Apr 28, 2016 19:03:49 GMT
>Answer Death Bunny IT IS THE OWN FUNERAL OF YOU TO HAVE MADE DECISION THIS YEAH.
*stevenCrueniverse is chatting to you* SC: hey arthur SC: hey arthur SC: hey art SC: art SC: art SC: artie SC: hey SC: ffs are you ever going to respond? BB: Hello! SC: finally man shit i thought i'd have to wait forever for you to say hi! SC: happy birthday! SC: glad to see you've finally joined me in becoming a teenager. BB: It is certainly refreshing to have graced the quasi-adult world with my presence! SC: you fucking dork. SC: but still isn't it great you get to drink and smoke now? man shit is cray cray. BB: What? But the legal age for the consumption of alcohol is 21. SC: who said anything about it being legal? BB: Oh. Ha! Another classic jape from yourself. SC: who's joking? SC: i've got a six pack right here next to me. BB: And here I was of the assumption that would have the only six pack you would ever require! SC: wha SC: hahahahahahahahhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! SC: you dirty little shit. SC: you shouldn't be flirting with your elders i'm not your fucking senpai. BB: I would hardly say being in the year above me qualifies you to classify yourself as my 'elder'. BB: You're less mature than I am for a start. SC: ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh burn! SC: i know that it was a burn against me but that was still totally sick. SC: look at all this chamomile lotion i'm gonna need to buy to heal this! BB: You mean calamine. SC: what? BB: Calamine lotion. Chamomile is the tea. SC: ... SC: yeah ofc i knew that man who'd make a dumb mistake like that? BB: Senpai would, apparently. SC: hahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
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Post by Sharkalien on Apr 28, 2016 19:18:13 GMT
>Buster: Ask where your birthday present is
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Post by Neptz on Apr 28, 2016 20:03:16 GMT
>Buster: Secretly admire Senpai
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Post by artstuck on Apr 28, 2016 21:24:03 GMT
>Buster: Secretly admire Senpai ANATA NO SENPAI WA KIREI DESU NE. >Buster: Ask where your birthday present is
BB: So where's my birthday present, then? SC: in my pants. BB: No, seriously, where's my present? SC: i just told you. in my pants. got it right here in my pocket. BB: Oh. You...oh. SC: i wasn't actually making a clever double entendre if that's what you're thinking. SC: though i kinda wish i had now. BB: I apologise, my mind was most clearly scurrying around like a rabid mongrel in the gutteriest of gutters. SC: 'gutteriest'? lol BB: It's a word now, hush. BB: So my present is small enough to fit into your pocket, then? Interesting. I am most intrigued. SC: oh no, it's not going to be a surprise or anything. i'll tell you what it is right now. SC: it's a pick! BB: A pick! How very nice. BB: I don't play the guitar at all but I'm sure if I rack my brains I believe I'll certainly find some use for it! SC: no you clod it's not for you to use. SC: geez what a shitty present that would be. SC: i know you play piano. SC: it's a sentimental gift. BB: Oh! SC: i got it for you so you can think of me every time you see it. SC: i even had my initials engraved on it. SC: and any time people see you with it BB: They'll assume that it's a gift from Marilyn Manson! SC: artie please SC: i am trying to actually have a serious moment with you here. SC: i know that's a pretty uncommon thing that happens between us two SC: but that's what makes it so special. BB: I apologise. SC: i mean it is pretty cool that me and Mr Marilyn have the same initials and all SC: but still let's have at least have one dignified moment without you trying to shit all over it. BB: What colour is it? SC: your present? SC: yellow. SC: duh.
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Post by Sharkalien on Apr 28, 2016 23:22:47 GMT
>Ask if they kept the receipt
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Post by artstuck on Apr 29, 2016 19:27:56 GMT
>Ask if they kept the receipt
BB: I certainly hope you did not dispose of the receipt of aforementioned present. SC: omg SC: i'm gonna cry. SC: here i am, pouring my heart out to you SC: and you're just crapping all over my hopes and dreams. BB: I jest, I am humbled by your incredibly meaningful and heartfelt gift. BB: I shall cherish it until my dying day. BB: Such a wonderful present will forever be an icon of the strength of our friendship. SC: i can't tell if you're being sarcastic or not. BB: I'm not. It is absolutely 'bodacious' that you bought me such an item. SC: omg you used 90s slang just for me. SC: now i am gonna cry. SC: i've changed my mind go back to making fun of me again. BB: Since when do I ever make fun of you? Any joke I make is a shared joke between us, never at your expense. SC: goddammit i hate when you go all sweet on me. SC: it makes me feel shitty that i'm not a better person. BB: You're a wonderful person. Never let anyone tell you otherwise. SC: i'm not. SC: but thanks all the same. BB: So when should I expect to receive my amazing new pick? SC: soon. SC: next time we meet.
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Post by artstuck on Apr 30, 2016 16:20:59 GMT
>Commence
SC: anyway i have to go. SC: my dopey little bro is ragging on my chain again. SC: complaining about some dumb shit or w/e. BB: I know that game! SC: i'll see ya when i see ya. SC: peace out. *stevenCrueniverse has stopped chatting to you*
IN THE ABSCENCE OF YOUR LONGING IT HAS APPEARED. TWO PEOPLE OF WHOM THAT YOU KNOW SPEAK YOUR WANT. THE SULKY SOCCER FAN AND THE BRAIN DRAIN.
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Post by Neptz on Apr 30, 2016 17:16:48 GMT
>The Brain Drain
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Post by The Paradoxical Insurgent on Apr 30, 2016 17:27:23 GMT
>The Drain Brain
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Post by artstuck on Apr 30, 2016 17:57:31 GMT
>The Brain Drain
*acetaldeHyde has started chatting with you* AH: Arthur my incomparable acquaintance! AH: Many happy returns on this, the most fortuitous of days! BB: Good morrow to you, dear sir! BB: I have been apprehensively awaiting your unequivocal presence! AH: Would I be presumptuous to assume the reason for your impatience for my arrival in the virtual domain would be regarding a certain yearly tradition, an object typically given on the annual celebration of one's birth? BB: You assume correctly, my dear fellow. Your remarkable talent in the art of perception is, and has always remained, impeccable. AH: Naturally. BB: Our mutual friend Buster has already had the pleasure of informing me that you have finally completed your ultimate goal of producing a working edition of the game that myself and our other peers have been so desperate to acquire? BB: (That last sentence is correct, right? It seems a bit too long to have no commas in, but I can't see anywhere that would need one.) AH: (As far as I'm aware, it's all one clause. So no, it shouldn't need any commas.) BB: Buster, that horrendous rapscallion! I specifically informed him prior to our initial correspondence not to spoil my wondrous surprise! AH: If you are implying that that is to be the birthday gift you currently vehemently desire, then I am disheartened to communicate to you that you are sadly mistaken. AH: As a token of my camaraderie to all those who exist within my friendship group, I shall be distributing a copy of the game to each and every individual. AH: Free of charge. AH: No, my birthday gift to you will be insurmountably more marvelous...
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Post by Sharkalien on Apr 30, 2016 21:19:12 GMT
>A lifesize cardboard cutout of Gillian Anderson
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Post by artstuck on Apr 30, 2016 22:10:57 GMT
>A lifesize cardboard cutout of Gillian Anderson
AH: More specifically, a life-size cardboard cut-out of Gillian Anderson as FBI Special Agent Dana Scaly from the hit television series, 'The X Files'. BB: Brain, I have often praised you both vocally and internally about your many admirable qualities. BB: Your unintelligible sense of wit has never been one of them. BB: I see no likelihood of this changing in the near future. AH: Ah, but you quite clearly fail to comprehend the immense amount of useful possibilities this present could have? BB: Please, enlighten me. AH: You could bestow it upon Buster when it becomes his birthday. BB: You forgot it was my birthday today, didn't you. AH: It was all they had left in stock at the local Blockbuster. AH: In my defense, you should not have expected one with such a tremendously high intelligent quotient as I to be able to recall every single trivial little detail about those I encounter on a day-to-day basis. AH: If you wished to have a more meaningful and well-thought about birthday gift then you could at the very least have had the foresight to be born on a more memorable day of the year. BB: I'll bear that in mind for next time, shall I? BB: Remind me, what was it you were insisting about your 'camaraderie' between yourself and your friends? AH: You might be able to sell it for a pretty penny at Comic-Con. BB: Unbelievable.
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Post by artstuck on May 1, 2016 16:24:13 GMT
>Commence
BB: In light of your extremely substandard choice of present, you might at least have the gracious dignity to inform me more about the game you've finally managed to produce. BB: I hope its fruition shall be audacious to us all. AH: (*auspicious) BB: (Oh. Then what does 'audacious' mean?) AH: (To be bold, or to be impudent.) AH: Yes, it is my sincere belief that upon our commencement of us playing this game, we shall forthwith be bestowed with great fortune and magnificent tidings. AH: I have spent many a night perusing the various guides that have been composed to aid new players. AH: Apparently playing this game is a catalyst that moves the player towards a life-changing experience. AH: It's almost similar to a virtual Jumanji, if you will. AH: Of course, I had to iron out a few bugs and errors before I was satisfied with it. BB: Can you give me an example? AH: Well, apparently, in the old version of the game there was no in-built function for teams. AH: Those that tried to play on opposing teams were horrifically disappointed to discover that two separate sessions had not been created, and that they all shared the same one. BB: 'Sessions'? AH: In layman's terms, this simply means both teams shared the same virtual space with each other. AH: Imagine if you and your companion decided to compete in a game of 'Spore' to discover who could command control over a universe the fastest. AH: However, after playing the game for a set period, you each found out that both your conquering alien races existed within the same plane of reality. AH: You also both realised that the aim of the game was not to gain dominance over the other, but to work together in order to succeed. AH: I have eliminated all possibilities of such a situation arising. AH: There shall be two separate sessions this time. AH: The rules of this game dictate that both teams cannot concurrently achieve victory. AH: The winners shall receive rewards and bounties far beyond their wildest dreams... BB: What about the losers? AH: The losers, my dear boy, shall attain only what they are worthy of... AH: Death.
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Post by The Paradoxical Insurgent on May 1, 2016 19:13:13 GMT
> GASP!
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Post by artstuck on May 1, 2016 19:44:29 GMT
> GASP!
BB: Gasp. BB: You know, Alan, it is but with a heavy heart that I feel that I am required to reveal to you that sometimes your words have quite the overzealous flair to them. BB: Your penchant for the theatrical resolutely knows no bounds, it appears. AH: Scoff as you may, but your thoughts shall differ the moment that my team reigns triumphant! BB: Your team? BB: I assume this means we shall lie on opposing sides, then? AH: My dear, sweet Arthur. Of course not! That is the ultimate reason for why I proposed we play the game in the first place! AH: This shall be the ultimate test between you and I, to finally prove, once and for all, that I alone am the smartest individual in all of Elwood! BB: You used 'ultimate' twice. AH: Silence! AH: Henceforth, you and I are bitter rivals, deadlocked in a suicidal play-through of the deadliest game in all of reality. AH: I shall captain an elite squadron of the most capable and professional of all our classmates... AH: Meanwhile, you shall lead over the remaining dregs and flounder in the hopelessness of your imminent defeat. BB: So I get to lead my own team? Cool! BB: I pick Buster! AH: Arthur, please remain civilised in our discourse, I don't want to have to remind you again. AH: Also, you cannot 'pick' who you wish to join your ranks, they must agree to it themselves. AH: As Lakewood Elementary's most academic student, I expect its denizens to flock to me, begging me to grant them their assistance. AH: As opposed to cooperating with 'Average Arthur', naturally. BB: You hold your tongue! AH: I have already managed to draft one Mr Shelley 'Binky' Barnes to my cause, who is known far and wide for both his cultural intelligence as well as his immense brawn and power. AH: I expect similarly talented individuals to gravitate towards me in the near future. AH: Until we meet again, my faithful rival. AH: Ciao! *acetaldeHyde has stopped chatting with you*
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Post by Sharkalien on May 1, 2016 20:09:24 GMT
>Answer Sulky Soccer and try to recruit them
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Post by The Paradoxical Insurgent on May 1, 2016 20:12:22 GMT
>Recruit Francine
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Post by artstuck on May 1, 2016 20:48:25 GMT
>Answer Sulky Soccer and try to recruit them
*sportyDrummer started chatting to you* SD: Arthur! SD: Arthur! SD: Answer me, will you??? BB: Hello! SD: Don't 'hello' me, Arthur! SD: What the hell is wrong with you?! BB: What's the matter? SD: You! You're what's the matter, you idiot! SD: I just can't believe you! BB: What have I done? SD: It's what haven't you done that's the problem! SD: Have you spoken with the Brain yet? BB: Yes, I have actually! He's just been telling me about the game we're about to play. BB: Are you aware that's he's finished preparing it? SD: Of course I'm aware! Why do you think I'm so mad? SD: I've been waiting all morning for you to ask me to join your team, are you going to keep me waiting much longer??? BB: Oh. BB: Um. BB: Would you like to join my team? SD: What do you think? SD: Yes, Arthur, I want to join your team!!! SD: Right, now that that's out the way, I'd better start rounding up everyone else to join our side. SD: I don't want Brain stealing all the good players. BB: He's already acquired Binky. SD: Damn it, I was hoping to get him! SD: See, this is what happens when you don't immediately respond! SD: Why would anyone ever want to put off speaking to me, anyway?! BB: I haven't the foggiest clue. SD: Well, I'm going to get Muffy to join us, obviously. SD: There's no way we're not going on the same team. BB: And of course we want Buster on our team, right? SD: Well...maybe. SD: Would he be that useful? There's probably better choices than him out there. BB: What? But we can't not have Buster on our team! BB: Besides, he's extremely good at video games anyway. He'd be an asset to the team. SD: That's true, actually. That's actually a really good point. SD: Alright, you convince Buster to join our team. Who else? SD: Jenna's sort of good at sports, so maybe her. SD: Sue Ellen definitely, she's got a good head on her shoulders. BB: What about Fern? SD: What about Fern? SD: She's so meek, there's no way she'd be useful. SD: Same goes for George, so don't bother asking him. SD: Maybe Prunella would be a good fit? Then again, she's really creepy, so maybe not. SD: It's a shame we can't get the Brain on our team, he's clearly going to be the best player. SD: Besides myself, of course. BB: What about me? SD: What about you, Arthur? Wow, Arthur control your ego, why don't you? It can't always be about you, you know! SD: Anyway, I have to go. You keep thinking about who would be worthwhile on our side. SD: See you later. *sportyDrummer stopped chatting to you*
*sportyDrummer started chatting to you* SD: Oh and happy birthday I guess. *sportyDrummer stopped chatting to you*
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Post by Sharkalien on May 1, 2016 20:55:47 GMT
>Recruit Mr. Rogers and Art Garfunkel >If not, settle for Mr. Ratburn, I guess
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Post by artstuck on May 1, 2016 21:46:30 GMT
>Recruit Mr. Rogers and Art Garfunkel >If not, settle for Mr. Ratburn, I guess NEITHER THREE OF THOSE FANTABULOUS SUGGEST IS WONDERFUL IDEA YOU ARE THINKING. FREDERICK IS NO LONGER MORTAL PLANE OF THE EXISTATION. ART BE 74. GOOD IDEA NOT. GREAT NAME THOUGH! RAT MAN COMPUTER GUY TERRIBLENESS. COMPUTING WITH COMPUTERS LIABILITY. GAMING IMPOSSIBLE. HIS BRAININESS REQUIRED YOU MINGLE CLASSMATES YES? COMMUNICATION WITH LAKEWOOD STUDENTS NEEDED.
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