Monday, 15 June 2009
Jack Holænder: HA!!! Im the first one to post this week! suck on that one guys!
This guy was trying to smuggle space dope into centrinome 5! so of course, the laser cowboy (slash) space adventure Colonel Gordon Mcman, had to take him out with a paralyzing left hand death jab and shoot randomly around in the cold space air simply for dramatic effect!Chief Mighty Horse: I am sucking on it Mr. Holænder and it tastes good but kind of salty.
This dual wielding space lad just ran into a astronaut zombie. Good thing he brought along his broadsword. Not many adventurers bring those anymore, even thou its the perfect weapon against the floating dead!
Better late than never. I had to do some research on this one. And while doing it I accedentally travelled a bit into the future, and I don't really know how to get back at the moment. So here it is, a live study from the Crab-Nebula.
Saturday, 6 June 2009
Albert Hovercraft: Fresh Sagas from the sea. "...And you know who you are like a shout out."
Chief Mighty Horse: Do you hear... sunken bells are tolling for thee. Out of caverns of num-yabisc, dark and terrible deep, the ocean is calling her children home.
Jack Holænder: How would you cocksuckin' scurvy sea dogs like a cup of voodoo! or perhaps even TWO...cups of voodoo! YARGH!
Posted by Anonymous at 20:40