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... ... ... Wow. ... ... Well, I've had a good run. That's all, folks. Chrono says Good night and good luck. :mad: :( |
Pfft we've got you back Chrono. It's cool.
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I sent answers in but it wasn't in the form of the puzzle.
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Doubt it - PRETTY sure the challenge was thrown to get me out of there. Oh well. |
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I asked why you two specifically because: 1) Rayne said when Demon Seed entered the game he "really"wanted to play and would be a good team member. 2) Up till now you've had a perfect record of not doing a stitch of work on the tests, but still getting your entries in on time. That's why I was shocked you two specifically didn't send in entries. I've heard from Rayne why Demon Seed didn't send in an entry. I accept what she said. All I've heard from you is another bunch of foul-mouthed insults. Typical crybaby Posher BS. Carnage Knights- Posher has 1 HP. MissM won't be able to protect him forever. Diablos- remember you can donate HP to "whoever needs them the most EXCEPT ______." |
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this is why I play this game
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Here Roarster, you can use this to stir some more shit.:D |
HUNTING ZONE UPDATE
SIX Rocket Launchers have fired so far! FOUR remain silent... |
Ugh, I'm sorry team.
Had some family issues this weekend, and was out of town. I was supposed to be back in town well before noon today, but it didn't work out, obviously. Forgive me! |
It's cool. New rule is that if you miss a deadline you make it up by donating you HPs to whoever needs them most except a certain "pompous douchebag". :)
EDIT and hurry before those other 4 rocket launchers are launched. |
so why did you guys throw the round?
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Some of the Slayers are history!! Hehehehehe!!:D
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Sorry about that round, I was working out of town all weekend, no internet access either. Though I did borrow someone laptop but then the battery dieid just after I logged on Sunday morning, yeah...
May I suggest that you arr, RUN!!!! |
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UPDATE
ONE Knight's Rocket Launcher hasn't spoken yet. Will it fire before the deadline? Wait and see as it all unfolds. Tomorrow morning, at Noon EST, we will have a very unique inaguration... Contestants, all of you will be grabbing your HP Credit Cards and heading to... THE BATTLE ROYALE II GOODIES SHOP!! |
ALL of us?
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Its the inaguration. Shop wont be open till the next Challenge is posted. |
UPDATE
The last remaining Knight has fired! We will have an early Hunting Zone results meeting, after which we will head straight to the Inaguration of...THE BATTLE ROYALE II GOODIES SHOP!! The results of Outing #7 will be up in a bit. |
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Intriguing. Hope they sell ice cream! |
RESULTS OF BATTLE ROYALE II - HUNTING SEASON OUTING #7
The doors of the Zone are thrown open early. After a gap of 20-25 minutes, the contestants start trooping in. Apparently none of them expected the doors to open earlier than the deadline and it took some time for the word to spread around. In they come, the Slayers - drooped heads, scratches, some of them patched from almost head to toe with HPs...silent. They are followed by the Knights - chirpy and cheerful, some of them having huge smiles on their faces. A quick head count is initiated, and... ONE DIABLO SLAYER & ONE CARNAGE KNIGHT ARE MISSING!! The Medics team rush into the Zone, and we roll the spycams from when the Hunt began... |
All that firepower and they only managed one kill?
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WHAT HAPPENED INSIDE THE ZONE IN OUTING #7
As soon as the Diablo Slayers were let into the Zone, they dispersed almost immediately - an apparent result of plenty of arguments they had when they lost Challenge #7. POSHER and DEMON SEED walked away together in a huff. "I tell you, that senile guy gets on my nerves!," Posher mumbled. "At least he sent his entry in. Unlike both of us who were slacking," DS mused thoughtfully. Posher turned. "Listen, you dumbass, when you are with me you are supposed to agree with whatever I say. And don't...I mean DON'T...support those whom I hate. Kapisch?" DS stared back, and nodded silently. "Good. Now that I have made myself clear, I need to pee before those idiot Knights come running up my tail," Posher puffed his chest out and moved behind the nearest tree. DS stared at the ground thoughtfully. Posher whistled carelessly as he unzipped behind the tree, and let it flow. SCRUNCH!!! The knife was savagely thrust into Posher's chest with a tremendous amount of force. The blade gleamed wickedly in the light and broke off from the handle as the stabber tried to pull it back. Posher was caught off-guard, and completely by surprise. He yelled and turned, but the stabber had vanished into the bushes by then. DS came running. Posher started crying as he tried to pull the broken blade out. "Goddamnit...shit!! Not this...not AGAIN!! SHIT IT HURTS!!" Posher roared. "Will you stop moving and stay still? I cannot get the blade out if you keep hopping all over the place!" DS shouted at Posher exasperatingly. "You ass! It hurts like a bitch!!" "I bet it does. Now STOP moving about," DS knelt forward and slowly grabbed at the broken blade, carefully. Posher stopped moving for an instant, fighting back the sobs. DS held the blade tight between his fingers, and yanked it back out with a huge pull. "AIIIIIIIIGGHHHHH!!" Posher fell down, grabbing at the open wound in-between loud sobs. DS grabbed the last HP which Posher was carrying with himself, and quietly patched him up. He then took one long look at the sobbing Posher, and suppressed a sudden bout of laughter which had overcome his senses. (To Be Continued...) |
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Geez Posh, you'd think after the first time you got stabbed taking a piss that you'd learn to go before we head in to the hunting zone.
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Posh should go easy on the Mountain Dew. All these piss breaks only lead to trouble.
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(Continued...)
The Carnage Knights came running into The Zone with loud yells. DESPARE indicated them to be silent, and they all made a circle around him. A long period of whispering followed, after which they all dispersed to different parts of The Zone in pairs. Sector A: SCOUSE MAC and MILKTOASTE moved forward confidently. Scouse had his Rocket Launcher all ready and was carefully scanning the bushes in front of him for his targets. Milktoaste followed, checking the sides and behind them. Suddenly, Scouse stopped. Milktoaste bumped into him lightly, and Scouse indicated back to him to crouch down. They both peered forward into the small ravine, and a gleam passed through their eyes at the scene in front of them. CHRONOGRL and FORTUNATO lay behind a rock, watching the trees in front of them. Scouse motioned to Milktoaste, and he moved two steps back. Scouse lifted his Rocket Launcher, and aimed directly at Chrono. Once he had his target locked, he quickly squeezed the trigger twice. HISSS!! HISSS!! The rockets tore through the air and hit the ground in front of Chrono almost simultaneously. Fortunato heard them a fraction of a second earlier, and dived into the bushes. BOOM!! BOOM!! Both exploded with the immense force of two huge pistons hitting Chrono as she fell backwards with a surprised look on her face. Her clothes were on fire, and her entire skin was burning. Fresh blisters opened up into big wounds all over her body as she grabbed at her HPs frantically, patching herself the best she could. She used up all her HPs in doing so, and that made Scouse lick his lips. Scouse stood up, and took a Cuban cigar out from his pocket. He calmly strolled forward, the cigar between the fingers of his left hand as he took his Colt .44 Magnum out with his right. He glanced at the chambers once silently and nodded to himself, satisfied that all 6 were loaded. He walked up straight to Chrono and leaned forward towards her, bringing the cigar to his mouth. He lit the cigar from Chrono's burning sleeve, before shoving her back towards the tree roughly. Chrono fell down and glared at Scouse, first in anger and then in immediate dread and fear. Scouse looked at her with slitted eyes and lifted his Magnum. BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! All six bullets tore through Chrono's body, opening up her wounds as huge, gaping red holes which sprayed blood everywhere. Some of the blood fell on Scouse's boot, and he quietly wiped it off clean with her torn clothes. Chrono started coughing up blood, her body wracked with throbs and spasms as it fought death. Scouse looked at Chrono, and smiled. He then took a deep puff of his cigar, and walked back to where Milktoaste stood waiting. (To Be Continued...) |
see .. now i could never bring myself to shoot Chrono ..
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And V just likes to have me injured in humiliating ways because I hurt his feelings a while back.:cool: |
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I just pictured you saying, "Now I would shoot Chrono... with my penis. Sure, it's less subtle, but BOY did that just crack me up. LMAO P.S. - V - GREAT storytelling. If I'm going to be shot, THIS is how I want my story to be told. |
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Plus, my bladder has a big hole in it, so I gots to do the pees when I can.
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(Continued...)
Fortunato rushed to Chrono, taking his HPs out quickly. He knew there was no time to be wasted, and as soon as he reached Chrono, he took 6 HPs out in a flash and patched Chrono instantly and efficiently. Chrono's breathing slowed down, and her gasps and spasms receded slowly. Fortunato looked back to where Scouse had gone through, and took a silent decision. He took the rest of his 15 HPs and stuffed them into Chrono's HP bag. All the best, he thought while patting Chrono's hand, and he got up and ran ahead into the trees, disappearing from sight. Scouse motioned to Milktoaste to move forward, as he dropped his empty Magnum. Milktoaste stared at the still-smoking Magnum and moved ahead to where Chrono lay on the ground. Milktoaste went on one knee, and aimed carefully. HISSS!! HISSS!! Both rockets were fired quickly and both landed very near to Chrono. BOOM!! BOOM!! Both rockets exploded almost together. A still dizzy and weak Chrono never knew what hit her, and she flew backwards, hitting the tree hard. She fell at the base of the tree in a slump, her body aching from the fresh bloody wounds. She pulled a limping hand around her to the HPs bag and pulled another bunch of them out to heal herself, as her eyes started to close. Her brain was shutting off all functions of the body, and Chrono knew she would be in real trouble if she fell down senseless now. Those were the last thoughts which racked her now-unconscious brain. MURDERDOLL waited with bated breath. She knew she had heard steps in front of her, and a quick mumble of curses. Sure enough, NEVERENDING came through the bushes on the left, and suddenly froze. Murderdoll smiled, and lifted her Rocket Launcher. HISSS!! HISSS!! Both rockets flew at NE. He tried to duck and dodge them but was a wee bit late. BOOM!! BOOM!! Both rockets exploded upon impact. NE flew through the bushes onto the rocks as fresh, burning wounds opened up all over him. He grabbed at his HPs and crawled into the undergrowth, just as Murderdoll whistled loudly once. PAUL THE MONK came running from the right. Murderdoll winked at him and indicated to where NE had gone through. Paul lifted his Rocket Launcher and moved forward in a hurry. Soon, he was very near NE who was lying beside the river. Paul aimed. HISSS!! NE heard the rocket whistle through the air towards him. He rolled but it wasnt enough. BOOM!! The impact of the explosion threw NE directly into the river. He sighed once deeply and let the river flow take him downwards, as Paul tried to aim at him again. The waters saved NE for then, and he was soon out of sight. Paul lowered his Launcher, and cursed silently. (To Be Continued...) |
I think Posh just likes to take his weiner out in public.
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