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Started by Night the Lucario, March 27, 2010, 03:47:18 AM

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Night the Lucario

Sorry... I misread my map. There's six spaces on that hallway. My fault. *death-glares my map*

I'll fix what I need to fix.
When one lives by the pen, one dies by the angry characters you misused. But it's too much fun not to!
Forsooth, I AM insane! FEAR ME, YE MORTALS, OR DESPAIR AT MY INSANITY! *insane cackling*
Ahem. Anyone have an RP? I need an outlet for my randomness. ;D
Think another thought, dream another dream, live another lie.
I'm writing poetry. Anyone have a request?
I'm Night the Lucario. Although that should be obvious. Just look at the sig. Or title and PT.

Dog Food

ROB'S A STALKER.

I'll try left then, since right didn't work.
I get obsessively manic over things. It's a problem.

The Riddler

Quote from: Smokey the Bear on March 27, 2010, 01:58:21 PM
ROB'S A STALKER.

I'll try left then, since right didn't work.
Not necessarily a stalker, just following your footsteps 'cause you're not hitting walls.
I'm gonna let KJ wake up the bear.

Night the Lucario

Smokey: It works. And you trip over a collapsed body. You know, you probably should do something about his broken nose... if it weren't for the fact he's just going to break it again.

Also, Rose: You tripped over Smokey's legs. That was the bear. I'm using the screen names to determine what you look like in my maze. Smokey is Smokey the Bear, therefore, Smokey is a bear.
When one lives by the pen, one dies by the angry characters you misused. But it's too much fun not to!
Forsooth, I AM insane! FEAR ME, YE MORTALS, OR DESPAIR AT MY INSANITY! *insane cackling*
Ahem. Anyone have an RP? I need an outlet for my randomness. ;D
Think another thought, dream another dream, live another lie.
I'm writing poetry. Anyone have a request?
I'm Night the Lucario. Although that should be obvious. Just look at the sig. Or title and PT.

Dog Food

Haha, I'm a motherintercourse ing bear. Hell yeah. Although I prefer lions and tigers, oh my.

...Anyway, I'll go left again.
I get obsessively manic over things. It's a problem.

Night the Lucario

Smokey: You walk left again, because so far everywhere in this god-forsaken maze has had fairly straight paths, right? Unfortunately, you're wrong. You walk vigorously into a wall, bruising your snout some.
When one lives by the pen, one dies by the angry characters you misused. But it's too much fun not to!
Forsooth, I AM insane! FEAR ME, YE MORTALS, OR DESPAIR AT MY INSANITY! *insane cackling*
Ahem. Anyone have an RP? I need an outlet for my randomness. ;D
Think another thought, dream another dream, live another lie.
I'm writing poetry. Anyone have a request?
I'm Night the Lucario. Although that should be obvious. Just look at the sig. Or title and PT.

The Riddler

#66
Oh. Fuck. Ok. RACE TIME.
I WILL GO LEFT THREE TIMES.

Dog Food

Time to try going south now.

AND WRIGHT, YOU BETTER RUN. IF I GET HUNGRY, YOU BET YOU'LL BE THE FIRST THING I'M GONNA EAT.
I get obsessively manic over things. It's a problem.

Night the Lucario

Rose: Fearing the bear, you flee to the left. Into the wall. Dazed, you take a few steps back, and start running again. Into the same wall. Clearly out of your mind now, you take another dizzy steps back, and run into the wall again. The good news? You painted it red.

Smokey: You go down, surprisingly enough, it actually works. You see a faint glimmer of light about fifteen feet in front of you, to the left.
When one lives by the pen, one dies by the angry characters you misused. But it's too much fun not to!
Forsooth, I AM insane! FEAR ME, YE MORTALS, OR DESPAIR AT MY INSANITY! *insane cackling*
Ahem. Anyone have an RP? I need an outlet for my randomness. ;D
Think another thought, dream another dream, live another lie.
I'm writing poetry. Anyone have a request?
I'm Night the Lucario. Although that should be obvious. Just look at the sig. Or title and PT.

The Riddler

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFUCK.
GOD DAMN BEAR.
SPRINT SOUTH THREE TIMES.

Night the Lucario

Rose: You run south, fearing the bear that's behind you, and you see a glimmer of light. You become filled with hope, this must surely be the exit, right? Right?
When one lives by the pen, one dies by the angry characters you misused. But it's too much fun not to!
Forsooth, I AM insane! FEAR ME, YE MORTALS, OR DESPAIR AT MY INSANITY! *insane cackling*
Ahem. Anyone have an RP? I need an outlet for my randomness. ;D
Think another thought, dream another dream, live another lie.
I'm writing poetry. Anyone have a request?
I'm Night the Lucario. Although that should be obvious. Just look at the sig. Or title and PT.

So_So_Man

time to break the game and win epicly. 
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I wonder how many that is?

Dog Food

Oh god, it's a trap. You go first, Rob.

I'll go south four times.
I get obsessively manic over things. It's a problem.

The Riddler

I'M NOT AFRAID.  I'M RACING. DAMMIT.

SOUTH UNTIL I HIT THE LIGHT.

Night the Lucario

Rose: You run south a few more steps, and the bear passes you. You don't care, though, because you're just five feet to the right of the light.

Smokey: You fly past the light and Rose, come to a stop ten feet behind him, then turn around to watch him.

SSM: You begin to pace, and, as you do, you hear the strangest sound. It's like stone is moving against stone. But that's not possible, right? Right?

Also, I'm just going to call it 120. Because I can do that.
When one lives by the pen, one dies by the angry characters you misused. But it's too much fun not to!
Forsooth, I AM insane! FEAR ME, YE MORTALS, OR DESPAIR AT MY INSANITY! *insane cackling*
Ahem. Anyone have an RP? I need an outlet for my randomness. ;D
Think another thought, dream another dream, live another lie.
I'm writing poetry. Anyone have a request?
I'm Night the Lucario. Although that should be obvious. Just look at the sig. Or title and PT.