telaxius
corpse party
I don't want to go onto the cart!
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Post by telaxius on Jul 16, 2017 3:14:18 GMT
The two butlers at the gate of the mansion laughed, and the one you are standing in front of responds.Ohoh, that would be a good question, if you knew I was the butler who always told the truth. What if I was the butler who only told lies? I could easily just tell you to ask "What's 4 X 3" and you would be off in the wrong door! Now that you've wasted your only question, you now have to choose which door to enter! No second chances! (It's the old Fork in the road riddle!)Butler, I have set up a test. I have your son, and Assume that I will only give him back to you if you guess correctly what I will do to him. What would happen if you guessed that you wouldn't give him back? I will only give your son back if you tell me what would happen.
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carcinodesFecit
Moppet of Destiny
1 4ɯ Ju5+ Y0ur N3160rh*0d 1d10+ Wh0 L0v35 H0ɯ35+uck!
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Post by carcinodesFecit on Jul 16, 2017 5:44:33 GMT
"Sire... I trusted you." Butler said in disgust. Yes Butler is now the name of the protagonist and Sire is the antagonist.
"Time is ticking, Butler. Answer the question." Sire laughed.
Butler had his hand in a fist, he couldn't believe that Sire would do this to his son. He breathe in trying to calm himself down and looked at Sire straight in the eyes. "You are gonna give him a terrible haircut. The worst haircut in the entire world. I trusted you not to give him the haircut... But you won't...
Is that what you want to hear, Sire? To hear me beg for you not to give him that haircut?" Gritting his teeth as he looked at Sire angrily.
Sire stood there silent and then smirked at Butler.
What's Sire's response? Find out next post
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Post by cealvan on Jul 16, 2017 15:50:30 GMT
Sir, how on earth would I know who this Sir is, or what his response is? honestly, sir, i think you get caught up a bit too much in your fantasies.
Butler, where were you last night at 2:00, when Mr. Body was murdered?
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venchi
Rungjumpin' Ragamuffin
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Post by venchi on Jul 16, 2017 17:16:29 GMT
I was out accidentally murdering Mr. Body instead of you. A mistake I'm gong to partially rectify right now. *Stabs cealvan*
Butler I can't find my teddybear.
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The One Guy
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Post by The One Guy on Jul 17, 2017 17:12:34 GMT
Sir, your teddybear does not exist and never has. If you keep hallucinating that talking teddybear of yours, I may have to send you to a psychologist.
Ensign Butler, please accompany me on the away team. And do be careful, you don't want to dirty that nice new red shirt of yours.
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telaxius
corpse party
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Post by telaxius on Jul 17, 2017 19:33:20 GMT
Sir, I think you may be colorblind. I am wearing a yellow shirt. That, however is a very good red suit you've got on, sir. I must compliment it.
Butler, why is that ominous painting of a frog I got from an eBay auction starting to leak blood from it's eyes? It's getting all over the carpet...
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Post by Con Air on Jul 18, 2017 2:02:38 GMT
(Reveals that ketchup was squrting out of the eyeholes cut into the panting the entire time)
Senior prank huh huh huh senior prank huh huh huh huh.
Butler! There's a pie fly in my soup!
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Post by cealvan on Jul 18, 2017 22:13:37 GMT
Yes there are many pie flys in your soup, it is a fly pie soup after all.
Butler!!! hurry quick this is urgent!!!!
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telaxius
corpse party
I don't want to go onto the cart!
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Post by telaxius on Jul 18, 2017 22:15:19 GMT
Sir? What is it!?
Butler, there's a snake in my boot.
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Post by Wessolf27 on Jul 19, 2017 11:06:44 GMT
But sir, I'm busy dealing with the boot in my snake.
Butler, would you like a cup of tea?
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Post by cealvan on Jul 19, 2017 21:16:56 GMT
Sounds just like my cup of tea
Butler, could you grant me three wishes?
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The One Guy
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Post by The One Guy on Jul 20, 2017 14:14:47 GMT
To the best of my abilities and conscience, yes, but that's my job anyway.
Butler Butler bo-utler, banana fanna fo Futler, fee fi mo Mutler... Butler!
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carcinodesFecit
Moppet of Destiny
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Post by carcinodesFecit on Jul 23, 2017 12:17:39 GMT
"Master! Master!" The Butler shouts as he runs towards master and grabbed him by the arms "Master, snap out of it!"
"Futler butler dutler fatler, antler!" The Master slurred as he flail his arms and legs around!
"Master, this is what I have been telling you. You have to take your meds or else your mind starts to short circuit. It is a must!" The Butler sighed and led the stupid master to his bed room. He then lied the Master down on his bed and took the pill bottle and took one pill out. He then in some way forcefully shoved the pill into the Master's mouth.
"W-what the! Butler!" He touched himself to see if he still has his body intact "Fuck, Butler" He looked at the Butler "You saved me, Butler"
"I'm just doing my job, that's all Sir."
The Master sighed and put an hand on his chest "You have no idea how worried I was."
The Butler fixed his tie and looked up at the ceiling "Same, sir. I wouldn't know what would happen if I lost you." whispered under his breath
The Master looked at the Butler "Hmmm?"
"Nothing, sir. Say why don't we go and grab you some breakfast."
"Yeah I would like that." The Master chuckled and stood up "Let's go?"
The Butler stood up and and bowed down "Yes, sir."
And so they left the Master's room.
"Butler, may I ask though."
"Yes, sir?"
"What's up with this format of this reply. It's rather WattPad like and it's almost like the one who made this is shipping us together." The Master Asked to continue the thread
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