same
A very deceitful cookie. This time I have captured it though!

Aww… How?

I cleverly waited. Then when it was least expected.

My avi is lame…T.T

Anyone care to make a better one for me? And why is there an armadillo eating my teapot.

Hey, now I'm all French and depressing!


Only with a gun.

Mettaur
My avi is lame…T.T

Anyone care to make a better one for me? And why is there an armadillo eating my teapot.

Someone make me an avi as well. I am one lazy _________

Hakoshen
Hey, now I'm all French and depressing!


Only with a gun.

I argue that it would be necessary to obtain a little dialogue bubble stating “Sacre bleu!” in order to be truly French. That, or a little moustache. How you say, honh honh honh, eh?

And I'm British and depressing.

By the way. Dungeons and ducks 1.5 sign up thread is up.

Since the last one died due to lack of interest maybe.

Someone wants to keep the game going. I've made myself GM for the meantime although I doubt it'll last long. Pop in and have a look anyway.

Dont really care.

I'm just going along with it.



I gotta get a crap load of work done so I'm pulling an all nighter. May make less sense over time.

An Armadillo ate my teapot!

and my avatar support Harkovast!

Ochitsukanai

Hakoshen
Hey, now I'm all French and depressing!


Only with a gun.

I argue that it would be necessary to obtain a little dialogue bubble stating “Sacre bleu!” in order to be truly French. That, or a little moustache. How you say, honh honh honh, eh?

Well well well. If it isn't my greatest nemesis (on the sane side of things)!

this is as noir as it's going to get.

Hakoshen
Well well well. If it isn't my greatest nemesis (on the sane side of things)!

But how could someone who so devotedly improves upon your avatars be your nemesis? Behold!

Not only did I purposely seek out French script for that bubble, I even went so far as to replace that unsightly gun with a nonthreatening wedge of photorealistic Brie*! Could this BE more French?

Salsa
this is as noir as it's going to get.

Hm, Lord Salsa could also be more French. Hail, Lord Salsa.

*which you are burning with your cigarette apparently

Ochitsukanai
Behold!

Not only did I purposely seek out French script for that bubble, I even went so far as to replace that unsightly gun with a nonthreatening wedge of photorealistic Brie*! Could this BE more French?

Damn you f5 button! I haven't done any work at all.

Meh my avatar sucks. -_-

Ochitsukanai
Sign me up, mac. I want in on this game, see? nya!

-turns around, slaps passing woman-

OMFG!!! *Running tackle hug*

Sign me up.

alwinbot

Mettaur
My avi is lame…T.T

Anyone care to make a better one for me? And why is there an armadillo eating my teapot.

Someone make me an avi as well. I am one lazy _________

Whatz up? Guess I'm up for a game. Sign me up plz.

Ochitsukanai
*pops in out of nowhere*

Well well, the ochi has returned. You know, I had only played for a little bit before you left, so I really don't remember you. :p You remember me? I might have been InuYasha_Rules at the time.

count me…




…



oohh the suspense…











IN

As I made my way to my office I couldn't help but notice an increase in people on the streets. Something which, in Townstreet, is never a good sign. Some of the people I knew, had lived my whole life with here in this god forsaken place. Others I had never seen in my life. The street was once again bustling with life.

That could only mean one thing:
The Mafia were coming back.
In a week.

“Hey Johnny, you gots a bagel for me?”
“Yeah, lemme guess, lightly toasted, cream cheese, and smoked loxs, am I right?”
“Yep, you always get my order right Johnny. I tried that butcher across the street for some bagels, and all he gave me was some suspicious meats…”
“You gonna,'clean up' his biz?”
“Maybe, I got lots on mine mind right now. I should probably contact the others, notify them bout the surge in population”

I then sit down with my bagels, and bite into one, savoring the deliciousness. A kid walks up to me and asks,“HEy there mister, are you jewish?”
“Uh, yes, but why are you asking?”
“Cuz you got lox onyour bagel!”
“Oh, a jew joke, haha. Try anything else mister funny man, and that Lollypop of yours is going on the roof of the Town Hall, gots it?”
As the child run away, clutching his lollipop as to protect its sticky, tasty wonders, i smile.

Same lit a cigarette and leaned up against his desk.
He looked out of the window. People where gathering.
He spoke quietly under his breath.

“Faggits”

Jninja sat in his chair smiling. The fan spun drunkenly above him.
“light weight” he said to no one in particular. He picked up his arack and drank a shot. It was bitter, like black licorice. He smiled as the warm feeling kicked in. He picked up his gun and finally approached his unwilling guest.
“Shoulda just told me. I coulda saved time and shot ya hours ago.” Jninja raised the gun to the man's head, “See ya!” Jninja left the room as the body slid off the wall leaving a red smear on its way down.

interrupting these narratives to say I will have a cool noir avatar.

Mettaur
My avi is lame…T.T

Anyone care to make a better one for me? And why is there an armadillo eating my teapot.

TFGM leaned back in his chair. It was comfy, comfy like the clouds his house was built on. He looked down upon the town from his white fluffy office. He turned on his moniters. He had installed secret camras all over town. He watched the citizens act like detectives from those old black and white movies. “Wierdos” he said with a grin as he bite into a cookie he had gotten from a local broad.

The store was all but empty. A heavy rain poured outside, and most everyone had opted to stay home. Most everyone. The front of the store was manned by a skeleton crew. The back room had but two people, both of them on the clock.

“It's happening again,” the woman said, her face shrouded through a funeral veil, her form neatly posted into a chair before the desk. “I know what you're planning.”

“And?” Hakoshen replied, leaning against the wall, regarding her. “I've got a job to do. I swore I'd carry it out, and I'm a man of my word.”

“No one's making you do this.” she replied. “Do you think it's going to make any difference? Do you think that any number of people you kill will change anything?” she replied, tears welling in her eyes. To him, they were just two more drops of rain.

“What do you think, Triella?” Hakoshen asked of another in the room. Triella said nothing, sitting, cold and unexpressive, but she looked ready. She was a forty caliber dame with a heart of steel and plastic composite. “That's what I thought.” He mouthed, and then lit a crumpled cigarette. “Why did you come here?”

“To try to talk some sense into you. But I was a fool.”

He jerked his head at the door, and his guest stood and left. He watched her go, then his eyes returned to where she had sat moments before, where a white handkerchief lay; the only moniker of peace and civility left in his world. He slipped Triella into one hand and the kerchief in the other, looking at them both. In the end, the one thing he left in that back room was his sense of peace and civility. The game was afoot.

Jninja took a long swig from a bottle of whiskey. It's just another day. He sighed as he began to drag the sack further. It left a red smear of a trail behind itself. “Look's like Mett'll have a mess to clean up when he crawls outta his metal hole.” Jninja chuckled when he thought of Mettaur whining about having to clean every time negotiations fail. Jninja took another long swig and began to drag again. Gullas may pay up well for this. The door creaked loudly as it opened, protesting its very purpose. Mettaur stood in the door way staring at Jninja. He looked shocked. Jninja just smiled at him, “Another day at Jninja's Loot 'n Hooch”

You guys know that all the locations will be noir-ified too right?

I Am The 1337 Master
and my avatar support Harkovast!

Then shouldn't you in theory, have to say the teapot sentence, every time that you post with that avi?