Postby Col. Khaddafi » Thu Feb 21, 2013 12:03 am
I mean, Talore, I've reviewed your 65 posts on this site in search of at least some comedic value, and the best thing I've found is your memerific "Okay Then" post which I guess marks the golden standard for a passive-agressive post. I've told you I don't care about your life which might seem harsh on a first approach, but it is because you always sound sad and disenfranchised everytime you write something around here, and it just sounds boring.
Take TomServo, we used to trow shit around and troll ourselves at MTGS, and we even took our fun elsewhere. Talking to him beats you by a mile.
I mean, since you are into that Viking stuff, and taking into account your general sad and disenfranchised tone, when its time to picture yourself, I close my eyes and I picture you as that poor and battered ex-adventurer
Its like its deep night and its snowing awfully in the small village and you come nearby that famous
tavern in that shady-looking part of the town, because you're bored in your Huge and cold castle on the top of the mountain, and you are peeking through the window and are seeing people drinking ales shouting, some are fighting and wreaking havoc with the furniture, but overall everyone seems to be having fun in that tavern.
Then as you take the trail back to the high and empty castle and you wonder on who the sheriff of Nothingham is going to ask you to collect taxes tomorrow, you ponder for a minute if it wouldn't have been better to have stayed in that forest of Sherwood with all these lovable rogues*. You then hurry up getting your ass back there, least Teia wakes up and asks you where did you go like that in the middle of the night.
*Yes I know I've mixed Skyrim with Robin Hood, but it seems appropriate as setting goes.
Originally posted by
Galspanic on MTGS
I would still like to see the posts sent over to ( N_S ) and have the Salvation Gutter archived away and replaced with a link to MTGC.
Thank you for all the lies. Another fine display of integrity by iridium