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Post by Milky the Man on May 5, 2006 0:36:05 GMT -5
You get stabbed with snakes.
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Post by Eclectic Replicant on May 8, 2006 0:57:57 GMT -5
I summon a protective shield.
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Post by kioushan on May 8, 2006 17:12:08 GMT -5
The shield you summoned is in fact... ... ... ...A BOMB!!!
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Post by Shippo_no_Neko on May 8, 2006 17:19:55 GMT -5
Yoko the chubby (male) fan dives onto the bomb, shielding me from the blast. (Yay comipa!)
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Post by kioushan on May 8, 2006 19:23:54 GMT -5
You are overcome with sadness and are about to commit suicide
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Post by RyokoDragonez on May 8, 2006 20:24:54 GMT -5
But then you remember that your dog would miss you so you go hug him instead.
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Post by Alydos on May 8, 2006 22:38:41 GMT -5
Only to realize that it is not, in fact, your dog. It in reality is a four foot high drop off playground equipment. Onto GRAVEL!
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Post by Eclectic Replicant on May 9, 2006 0:55:41 GMT -5
The gravy turns out to be an illusion.
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Post by Shippo_no_Neko on May 9, 2006 15:33:51 GMT -5
It is really a soft, fluffy bed.
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Post by RyokoDragonez on May 9, 2006 16:22:25 GMT -5
...which is crawling with poisonous spiders!
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Post by kioushan on May 9, 2006 20:06:53 GMT -5
Luckily you have a spray of bug repellant!
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Post by Alydos on May 10, 2006 21:56:56 GMT -5
Ah yes, bug repellant, that helps you so much and you spray it everywhere, creating an enormous cloud of toxins, it's a little sad that in the end, Spiders are ARACHNIDS!
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Post by kioushan on May 11, 2006 17:10:19 GMT -5
Capt'n Planet comes out of nowheres and says: "Only you can save the planet!" he destroys the toxins (Cause they pollute) and calls the humain society who take the spiders to their natural habitat.
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Post by Scarecrow on May 16, 2006 18:33:30 GMT -5
He falls through a plot hole, to his death. Mwahahahahahaaaa...
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Post by Zolah on May 19, 2006 4:53:13 GMT -5
The GM gets a bribe and he gets 1000 exp and gets a magical sword
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Post by Scarecrow on May 19, 2006 18:36:13 GMT -5
The GM fudges a dice roll, and the plater ends up impaled on his own sword.
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Post by Stonestrike on May 25, 2006 0:13:02 GMT -5
Luckily, it was a sword of health regenaration, He gained health points!
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Post by cockatrice on May 26, 2006 17:39:01 GMT -5
The GM reminds you that you're in an antimagic field.
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Post by Seth Asathi on May 26, 2006 21:56:45 GMT -5
Oh snap, it's not magical, how could it have cut through my dwarven darksteel full plate mail? GM made a mistake, and I'm still alive.
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Augen
Full Member
When God closes a door, he opens another door, which is guarded by vicious ogres.
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Post by Augen on May 28, 2006 2:03:30 GMT -5
Suddenly, no you aren't.
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Post by Scarecrow on May 30, 2006 16:26:48 GMT -5
It's Death's golf day. He lets me off easy this time. ^^
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Post by Shippo_no_Neko on May 30, 2006 16:28:50 GMT -5
Death hits a 36 above par, and take sout his anger on you.
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Post by Seth Asathi on May 30, 2006 16:37:29 GMT -5
(mwa ha ha ha ha. Gotta love that sense of humor, kid.)
Fortunately, he has a strict schedule to keep, and it just isn't my time.
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Post by kioushan on May 31, 2006 18:39:44 GMT -5
[guys, this is supposed to be what kills YOU, not the guy who saves you]
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Post by dragonblade261 on Jan 22, 2007 19:57:00 GMT -5
Suddenly, Walter Gordon pops up because Death refused to kill, thus, making somebody come to life. Walter Gordon straps explosives all over your torso.
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Post by razzyjazz on Jun 26, 2007 18:19:40 GMT -5
Turns out the countdown timer on the several explosives (they're all connected) is busted and repeatedly jumps back a second! It goes like this--2 seconds...1 second...2 seconds...1 second... It's like when the minute hand on a clock craps out a minute before class is over.
Lucky you, in this case. For now.
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Post by lordofcheese on Jun 27, 2007 20:03:25 GMT -5
Your spleen begins to send out magnetic pulses that change the channel of your TV to a forty-eight hour Oprah marathon. CERTAIN DEATH.
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Post by Deraymou on Jun 28, 2007 1:51:07 GMT -5
With the last of my strength, I throw the remote through the TV, sparing myself form the wrath of Oprah Of course, the TV was NUCLEAR POWERED and caused a cataclysmic explosion! All will be lain to ruin from the nuclear blast!
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Post by ZeroVX on Jul 16, 2007 11:38:29 GMT -5
I have a shield of Twinkies to protect me.
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Post by lordofcheese on Jul 16, 2007 16:48:47 GMT -5
Rabid gophers chew through your Twinky barrier and start towards your gall-bladder.
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