How y'all doing?

Childish Grumpino

all things are nothing to me
DONATING MEMBER
*Bludgeons Khang round the back of the head with a bat for stealing his entrance*

...Uhh, yeah. Welcome. Things only get stranger from here.

*Drags the unconsious Khang out the door*
 
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Cancer

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Thanks, all. I'm not much of a c-box person, unless I need to. Hehe.

Feel free to suggest any good rps, I would love to join any of them! :D
 
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Ike Sapphire

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Hello and welcome to the Iwaku if you have any questions just ask and we can help you

*walks off into shadows*
 
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Arsenal XA4

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*Grumpy's remains are blown out the door as a six man Minigunner squad breaches the room.*

Minigunner: Clear left!

Minigunner: Clear right!

Minigunner: All clear!

Oi, yew shoulda breached whit White Phosphorous first!

Reset an' do it again!
 
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Arsenal XA4

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Ah'm no' gonna lie ta yew.

Yew will die...
 
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Cancer

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Can I get some sort of mask? I'm kinda new here. D:
 
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Arsenal XA4

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Ae mask ain' gonna 'elp yew none...

*Ryker leaves the room. The Minigunners lob Whit Phosphorous into the room then fire their AGR-16A4 Bullpups wildly into the room.*
 
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Vay

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*fiddles with alchemy set*

Ryker I'm trying to turn butter into scotch over here.
 
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Arsenal XA4

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*Ryker drills Vay with a fully jacketed 6.8X28 caseless round in the forehead.*

Yer own damn fault fer bein' inna line o' fire.
 
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Cancer

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*wakes up as an undead*

Sorry, I promise I won't die again in this forum. :/
 
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Arsenal XA4

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*Ryker drills a .50AE into Cancer's dome.*

As we all know, destroyin' the brain is the best way ta kill ae zombie.
 

Childish Grumpino

all things are nothing to me
DONATING MEMBER
*Stares at Cancer from the ceilling*

An additional note I forgot to mention; the ISAF will kill you. It just happens. All the time.

Get yourself some decent health care, or for the small price of your first-born child, have me drop in and bring you back. Your choice, really.

*Is absorbed by the ceilling*