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Post by The Paradoxical Insurgent on May 11, 2016 2:13:04 GMT
>Arthur: Lie some more.
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Post by artstuck on May 14, 2016 9:42:10 GMT
>Arthur: Lie some more. >#oh no >#oh no no no no no no no >#ha ha >#im afraid youre mistaken >#hes actually bein sincere >#you see >#this giant turd that you currently see on your screen >#thats not the graphic novel they made >#well it sort of is and sort of isnt >#what they actually made is incredible >#like its really well written and looks amazing >#i know cos i read it >#but unfortunately, this shitty ass machine cant handle all that awesomeness >#in fact it cant render anything above the mspaint skills of a three year old >#so this is what were left with >#a figurative devils taint of a comic >#hope you like badly resized google image search images
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Post by The Paradoxical Insurgent on May 14, 2016 20:25:32 GMT
>Arthur: Be Buster.
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Post by Sharkalien on May 14, 2016 21:36:59 GMT
>Buster: Suggest Sue Ellen and Fern should publish their graphic novel and become obscenely rich
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Post by artstuck on May 14, 2016 23:03:00 GMT
>Arthur: Be Buster. Aw snap, you're now playing as the main man himself, Arthur Read! Your hobbies and interests include: eating, Reality TV, eating, aliens, eating, private eye stories, eating, hallucinogens, eating, more eating, and yet more eating. You live with your hip mom, a journalist who tends to be quite scatter-brained and over-protective. You've just been insulted by your BFF and you're fuming. What are ya gonna do?
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Post by Crazed Cat on May 14, 2016 23:04:54 GMT
>Eat.
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Post by artstuck on May 14, 2016 23:43:20 GMT
>Eat. Good idea, broseph! A nice healthy snack always helps calm you down. You reach into your FOOD CABINET and pull out a greasy tuna sarnie. You take a few sniffs of it. How long have you left it ripen? A week? Two weeks? A month? Possibly even longer. You know you attended an event that Buster's dudealicious dad catered a couple of years ago, you reckon it could have been from that. You take a giant bite out of it and relish it with gusto. The mould gives it flavor!
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Post by Sharkalien on May 15, 2016 0:10:05 GMT
>Provide evidence of alien visitation
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Post by The Paradoxical Insurgent on May 15, 2016 0:22:08 GMT
>Shit on the bunk bed.
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Post by Crazed Cat on May 15, 2016 0:24:04 GMT
>Shit on the bunk bed. Seconded.
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Post by artstuck on May 15, 2016 0:46:03 GMT
>Shit on the bunk bed. Oh shit son what a fucking dumbass idea! MORON MORON MORON. And yet the diplopius nature of your bed... It beckons. >Provide evidence of alien visitation Behold, the ultimate proof that aliens have messed up our society as we know it! You may think that these are just a perfectly normal pair of headphones. That's because they are, yo! No but for realsies, ain't it kinda weird that they're designed this way? Almost as if they're designed for a head that has ears on the side of its head, instead of at the top? Weird, right? ...well, okay, so people like the ducks and the crocodiles have ears there, sure. But they're a minority, so why is everyone stuck with them?? I'll tell you why. Aliens, that's why! They came down to this planet and brought their bizarre technology with them. That's why we have headphones which are awkward to wear, electric razors which nobody ever use, video cameras that make the world look creepy as shit...it all makes sense!
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Post by Sharkalien on May 15, 2016 0:50:56 GMT
>Fascinating. Any further evidence?
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Post by Crazed Cat on May 15, 2016 0:58:01 GMT
>Summon Satan and beat the fuck out of him with your rotten sandvich
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Post by artstuck on May 15, 2016 1:29:19 GMT
>Fascinating. Any further evidence? As a matter of fact, you do! Righteous. Y'see, you actually once made contact with an alien clone of yourself. He was nowhere near as chill as you are, though. Below is the convo you and the other you had in full.
*bitterBunny started chatting to you* BB: hello are you there AR: hi arthur! AR: oh no wait AR: youre not arthur AR: sorry i saw the bb and thought you were him AR: um AR: who are you? BB: im buster AR: what no im buster BB: no i am AR: im pretty sure im actually buster dude! BB: pretty sure youre not you little shit AR: wow okay rude BB: look i dont have time for this BB: i need to warn you AR: hang on you need to prove to me that youre actually buster BB: wait what why would i need to do that BB: it doesnt matter alright BB: youre in danger AR: but what if it turns out that youre actually buster, and im a fake? AR: i need to sort this out before anything else AR: so without further ado AR: question no 1 BB: no AR: are you a bunny BB: last time i checked yes BB: but listen AR: question no 2 AR: do you like root vegetables? BB: well who doesnt BB: but just shut up a minute AR: question no 3 AR: what is your greatest ambition? BB: to become the worlds greatest comedian AR: oh holy shit you are me AR: well that settles it one of us is definitely a clone AR: or maybe youre from the future AR: see i told arthur it was possible! BB: okay fuck you you can burn to a crisp for all i care *bitterBunny has stopped chatting to you*
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Post by Crazed Cat on May 15, 2016 1:32:20 GMT
>Burn to a crisp? Huh, let's just go somehow start a fire, maybe rub the pencils together or something, mide as well fufill destiny.
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Post by Sharkalien on May 15, 2016 1:43:03 GMT
>Go watch an episode of "Top Supermarket Clerk"
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Post by artstuck on May 15, 2016 7:59:23 GMT
>Burn to a crisp? Huh, let's just go somehow start a fire, maybe rub the pencils together or something, mide as well fufill destiny. Oh no way, Jose, don't you remember what happened last time you pulled that stunt? You never really got over that whole 'April 9th' thing, did you? It was so unfair. Everyone else got to experience the fire, and you didn't. The way it crackles and sparkles, the intense colors, the burning heat...it must have been magical. You pulled the fire alarm at the Mighty Mountain's school, but it still wasn't enough. You wanted the real thing. Nothing else could satisfy. I mean, it was only a small fire. There was zero chance that it would ever get out of control. You still don't see why your mother forced you to go to counselling every week after that. ...still though, building another fire is extremely tempting...
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Post by Crazed Cat on May 15, 2016 15:39:09 GMT
>Fulfill your pyromanical desires.
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Post by artstuck on May 15, 2016 18:41:01 GMT
>Fulfill your pyromanical desires. EVERYTHING SHALL BE CLEANSED IN THE BAPTISM OF FIRE. ...anyhoo, it looks like our Fresh Prince of Bel Hare is gonna be occupied for quite a while with this. If he survives, of course. In the meantime, shall we catch up with one of his funky classmates?
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randomwriter
Your shit is wrecked
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ARTSTUCK
May 15, 2016 19:17:33 GMT
via mobile
Post by randomwriter on May 15, 2016 19:17:33 GMT
Be Binky Barnes.
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Post by artstuck on May 15, 2016 20:00:53 GMT
Be Binky Barnes. Whaaat uuuuuuuuuuuuuppppppp! Aw snap son here be the most legit character in this game, son! It's Binky "Brotein" Barnes, hangin' out at the JUNGLE GYM after completing a three hour sesh at his actual GYM. You're currently feeling hella high, as the Brain has just asked you to join his five-man band as 'The Big Guy'. You don't exactly know what that means, but hey, at least he's giving you the respect you deffo deserve! At the moment you're scrolling through your contact list on your MYPHONEY, wondering on which babe you want to hit up first. Who's it gonna be, dude?
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Post by Sharkalien on May 15, 2016 20:27:35 GMT
>Muffy Crosswire
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Post by artstuck on May 15, 2016 21:01:29 GMT
>Muffy Crosswire
*You started chatting to richBitch" RD: Hey babe wassup RB: Hey big fella, how've you been? RD: Yeah not bad not bad RD: Just been getting my groove on at the gym RD: Pumping iron and all that RD: You know the drill RB: Wow, you mu$t be pretty tired now, right? RD: Nah man im feeling awesome i feel like i could run a mile rn RD: Hearts going a million miles a minute RD: Its good to be alive RB: Well I'm pretty $ure mo$t people would agree with that. ;D RB: $o what are you up to now, then? RB: Want to come hang out at the Cros$$wire man$ion? RB: Daddy ju$t got a new hot-tub in$talled... :* RD: That sounds dope RD: But I cant RD: Just promised brain id join his game RB: Ooh, really? That $ound$ fun! RB: Can I play? RD: Dont see why not RD: Just message brain and ask him for a download code RD: I think you can be on either his or arthurs team RB: I want to be on your team. RD: Well yeah ofc everyone wants to be on my team RD: My teams the best RD: Its got me on it after all RB: Haha you're so funny! RB: I'll message him right now.
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Post by Crazed Cat on May 15, 2016 23:38:00 GMT
>Rip a mean flex for all to see. >Flex so hard the shockwave douses all flames within a 10 mile radius.
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ARTSTUCK
May 16, 2016 6:03:22 GMT
via mobile
Post by The Paradoxical Insurgent on May 16, 2016 6:03:22 GMT
>Further hid your crippling seld-doubt behind BODACIOUS FLEXING.
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