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Gone Gonzo  Posts: 1282 Joined: 5 May 2008     | |
Gone Gonzo  Posts: 1613 Joined: 26 Jun 2008     | I think i'll nominate the escapist election like lord krunk. Mainly because that was fun. |
Gone Gonzo  Posts: 2111 Joined: 4 Nov 2007    |
Much cooler. |
Gone Gonzo  Posts: 1130 Joined: 7 Mar 2008    | My attempt at a limyric. The Escapist is like ol' Mantucket Yes, terrible, I know. Terrible. But poetry was never my strong suit. |
Gone Gonzo  Posts: 2847 Joined: 10 Mar 2008    | Jobz, please change your avatar to that. Please? |
Gone Gonzo  Posts: 2660 Joined: 18 Dec 2007    | I nominate MGG=REVIEWS GAMES FOR WINDOWS Roleplay because of the lasting effect it had on the people who witnesed it and on the Escapist as a whole. |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 1282 Joined: 5 May 2008 |
I was thinking about doing that actually. |
Gone Gonzo  Posts: 1394 Joined: 23 Dec 2007   |
YOU HAVE NO ESSENSE OF LIFE! |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 2660 Joined: 18 Dec 2007 |
No, my two weakneses, truth and Caps lock. Curse you Hey Joe, CURSE YOU and your stupid litte dog too! *Melts* Oh what a world, what a world... It sure was fun though. |
Gone Gonzo  Posts: 3975 Joined: 24 Apr 2008   | *yawn* ill post nominees tomorrow, me and rain are both having internet trouble. |
Pulitzer Laureate  Posts: 877 Joined: 22 Jul 2008    |
Damn. I've overslept again. I knew I'd oversleep. On the day of the awards and everything. That was one tough case though, glad its over, 'cause that dame was nothing but trouble. No. Stop it. Stop what? The internal monologue, your doing it again. Really? Yes! And you don't have time to waste, you'll miss the Ultra's! Hang on, I'm reading Easykill's mind, something about Ultrajoe... Meanwhile at the awards ceremony |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 3975 Joined: 24 Apr 2008 | Shanks is now ineligible for awards. |
Gone Gonzo  Posts: 2501 Joined: 3 Mar 2008  |
Oh, come on. What about the prize for "Best Revival of an Inside Joke"? I bet that one doesn't exist either. Call it a hunch. Sorry Shanks, but you got burned. |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 1613 Joined: 26 Jun 2008 | HAHAHAHAHA! Nice. I was wondering when that would be brought up. |
Gone Gonzo  Posts: 2900 Joined: 27 Apr 2008  |
Hurrah! UltraJosiphene is back! |
Infamous Scribbler  Posts: 589 Joined: 22 Apr 2008 | Oh, bloody hell. Why have you ressurected that joke, Shanks? There are some things that man was not meant to know! Why? WHY?!? Good photo-editing work, by the way. |
Pulitzer Laureate  Posts: 782 Joined: 1 Jun 2008 | There once was a hallowed election, And then everybody died. Slow, horrible, painful, deaths. Armitage, I too applaude your picture editing abilities but there really is no point poking a bear. You'll remember, it was this line of disscussiong that cost us the Ultra vote during the election. Oh and apparently Rex is awake now! Charles had slung him across a chair so that he was sitting on his stomach with both sides hanging down to the floor. Charles was in his own chair next to him and the ULTRA was on the table. Rex righted himself only to find half the room engrossed in limericks. "...did I wake up in Ireland? What's going on?" |
Gone Gonzo  Posts: 1247 Joined: 30 Jul 2008   | NewClassic remained where he was seated, but had some difficulty saying silent as he noticed Khedive_Rex was but a few seats away from him. He must've looped back after he passed the row. That's what I get for sitting in the back flashed across his screen, but he said nothing. His eye motes blinked, and he considered saying something to his benefactor. After all, he would be an invisible ghost among this crowd, even while billowing steam and jetting out the sound of his words from a loudspeaker, if it were for Rex and his Cockney thread. Not to mention the entire thread existed to acclimate him to the new surroundings. Even mostly bionic, NewClassic couldn't help but feel a little out of place. Even RAKtheUndead was established before him, and infinitely more revered, so NewClassic felt like he owed quite a bit to the man slumped in the chair hardly a meter from him. He continued watching the progress of the Ultras, highly feeling out of place and out of the loop. Text flashed across the screen as his eye-motes narrowed, Anyone else feel really left out?, and ended up dismissing it and turning to Rex. The screen flashed with text, as NewClassic felt the loudspeaker would be a bit disruptive. He nodded in appreciative thanks, and remained silent in either wait for a reply, or focusing back on the stage. It was difficult to tell which he was actually doing. |
Pulitzer Laureate Posts: 877 Joined: 22 Jul 2008 | Mind reading Rex's doubts, Shanks gives Charles a quick call. "No, no I don't care if he's in Ireland, can you put Rex on? Thank you, yes I'll bring some leaves for you when I get there. Oh Rex, put it on speaker so the others can hear. That picture was actually from the election, but it was the last post on like page 46 or something so it barely anyone saw it. I thought with Easykill's comment and the such it was a good time to show it off again. And thanks for the compliments everyone. Also, I'm not sure if my nominations still count but I also nominate the Election Thread, seeing as the 40k RP isn't finished yet. Get all that Rex? And also take Charles for a walk, he's getting lippy. Be there soon, see ya." |
Gone Gonzo  Posts: 1928 Joined: 15 Jun 2008 | Bored of popping balloons, Xhumed drained his glass and wandered to the bar for a refill. He was happy to see his thread was once more thriving, with people venting their soul-crushing experiences of the retail and service industries. Smiling (which caused the bartender to run away to the barrel cellar in terror), he took a satisfied sip of wine. The remembered Shank's picture and downed the glass quickly, trying to erase the horrific image from his mind. He reached over the bar and helped himself to the bottle, pouring himself an enormous glass. |
Gone Gonzo  Posts: 4297 Joined: 23 Dec 2007 | "Ah, Xhumed. Enjoying our Port are we?" Spoke Anarchemitis in is usual honest and nonchalant manner. |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 3975 Joined: 24 Apr 2008 | The Ultra Joe ascended the stage, glaring at shanks as he went. "When i necromancy 'One Commandment', i'm making you a fucking hybrid" He swore to the bastard. "i'm in no mood for ceremony, heres you blasted nominees for 'Best RP'" __________________________________________________________________________ 4chanian Wars: A delightful romp about how the Escapist fought and is still damn fighting the forces of the Chans. Honorable mention to My own RP 'One Commandment' for being the best run son of a bitch RP ever and i dare anyone to say otherwise. Honorable mention to 'The Rating War Battle' for being a shitload of fun and cleverness, only just missed out on nomination. __________________________________________________________ Another day for limericks men, ones about shanks being gutted will score highly. |
Pulitzer Laureate Posts: 782 Joined: 1 Jun 2008 | Khedive Rex stretched and yawned, trying to work out a kink in his spine his time on the chair had bestowed him. He rubbed his eyes slowly, attempting to knead out the tiredness. He pulled his fists away and saw that his vision consisted solely of a computer screen with gusts of steam erupting from highly polished metal valves. Rex considered the scene for a moment. A careful moment. "BWAH!" Rex said jumping back in his seat, flailing madly. "Oh, oh it's just you Newclassic. Scared me a little there." he said recapturing his breath. A message flashed soundlessly across Newclassic's screen and he turned shyly back toward the stage where Ultrajoe and Rain worked out their (marital? ...) disputes. Rex chuckled slightly to himself and waved Newclassic's attention back. "Thanks man." He said with a smile. Rex reached out and shook the man's metallic hand "The way I figure it most threads are pretty silly. The Cockney thread included. If, however, they give quality new posters like yourself the chance to stand out and make a name for themselves then they were worth making. And are worth reading." "Tell you what, you can thank me for making 'Cockney' and I'll thank you for giving me my "On Fire' badge. We'll call it even." Rex took another sip of his flaming martini and turned to Shanks who was sitting a few seats away. They waved awkwardly still holding their respective cell phones. "I thought you were in Ireland." Shanks asked slowly. "I thought you were going to Ireland." Rex said confused. A small silence filled the space between the two. It was broken by the formally dressed Logician rushing in between them with a hectic haste. "Rex! Have you seen Jerry?!" The Logician picked up Jerry as the laptop screamed in monotone horror about "Traitor." and "Betrayl." and "Why Khedive Rex? Why? I asked you for sanctuary!" Rex turned back to Armitage. "Nice picture by the way." They stood quietly looking at each other. "Well, I'll text you later." Rex turned back to Newclassic. "Nice ... being awesome by the way." Newclassic nodded graciously. Rex turned to Charles. "Nice pimp cane by the - OW! Stop hitting me with that or no caviar! That's right, it'll be nothing but Armitage's leaves for the rest of the evening! Now get back on my shoulder!" Charles obliged. Rex chugged the rest of his flaming martini and ordered another. He sat looking carefully at the table. Thinking hard. "Limericks. Limericks." |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 1247 Joined: 30 Jul 2008 | NewClassic looked around the room. Rex seemed quite a bit less celebrity now that they had been introduced. He smiled appreciatively, or whatever equivalent his monitor face could make in glowing red, and turned back to the stage. Limericks, eh? Might as well... The speaker rose, and steam billowed. Not every head turned, as this was quite a bit less perplexing the second-time around. He had hoped he would still have everyone's attention none the less. Silence didn't even reign... Maximum Volume flashed across the screen very briefly, before the speaker exploded with sound. Shanks was a man who was vexxed.
Because his humo(u)r left Ultra quite perplexed. 'Cause Ultra's reputation's in pain. He sliced Shanks cleanly in twain. But neither holds candle to 'Cockney' or Rex. He settled back down, jettisoned a huge mote of steam, and wondered just how obsessed with the Cockney thread he actually was. The movement of the auditorium continued, and NewClassic rose to go to the bar. He couldn't drink, but the steam didn't replenish itself. |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 1928 Joined: 15 Jun 2008 | "This is Pinot Noir dear sir- hardly Port. Although that reminds me..." Xhumed reached over the bar and poured himself a large brandy, holding the bulb of the glass between his fingers. Feeling somewhat plutocratic, Xhumed finished his wine and set the glass down on the bar, as NewClassic clanked over, ejecting bursts of steam. A hand reached up and snatched it away- the barman was now cowering beneath the bar. |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 1247 Joined: 30 Jul 2008 | The bottle of water was across the shelf, behind the glass. NewClassic's arm reached out, opened the door, and withdrew a bottle. The port beneath his monitor clanked softly, and began whirring. Placing the plastic bottle up to it, the cap spun violently, ejecting from the head, over the bar, and landing with a flourishing spin atop the barman. The whirring stopped, and NewClassic tipped the drink entirely down his pipes. The monitor switched to blue, lighting up from the bottom third of the screen up to the top 9/10. A runner's tube slid from his side, in which he discarded the plastic bottle. It was immediately recycled as a uniform glob of plastic, which he left on the bar to be recycled. The small speaker on his chest, which he had forgotten about, started with sound. "There is no mention of Doctor Johnson on record..." Memory banks sparked across the processing center of NewClassic's circuits. "Although, it is known that daily apples are said to prevent doctors." Someone in the crowd snickered, although NewClassic couldn't have identified why. Humans still boggled him on occasion. Steam rose from his mechanical body, and he wondered why he had not been built more efficiently. |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 1928 Joined: 15 Jun 2008 | Deciding to educate the poor robot rather than mock him, Xhumed took another sip of brandy and spoke: |
Gone Gonzo  Posts: 4207 Joined: 2 Dec 2007 | (Leans over the microphone, shielding it with his hand) |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 3975 Joined: 24 Apr 2008 |
"The Election was not so much an RP as a contest, and MGG=REVIEWS WINDOWS was not as popular as the others. The Election would have pushed other, purer RP's off the map... Besides, we know it was Epic, it needs no award" *shuffle guiltily* "Fine, ill make an award for 'best election', is that enough for you?" |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 4207 Joined: 2 Dec 2007 |
"Ok then... wait, there's only been one Election. Maybe save it for some of the other awards then. Why are we still whispering?" |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 3975 Joined: 24 Apr 2008 |
"loud noises scare me, as do fast motion... its why i wear the helmet... i can neither hear nor see all that would scare me" |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 1394 Joined: 23 Dec 2007 | LOW FLYING BADGERS! LOUD!!! |
Gone Gonzo | |
Jobz showed up to the Ultra's late as he is for everything else, clearing his throat and straightening out his suit. He walked along the red carpet looking at the previous winners and making his way into the building to look at the stage.
Well, I don't pay attention to the RP threads so I can't nominate any, but I'll submit my Escapist limerick.
There once was a forum of glamor
Where people could post with good grammar
Then in came an ingrate
Who spoke with such blind hate
That he was killed by a ban hammer.
Jobz In His Formal Attire