thecheat
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The PuritanProphet
No use crying over spilled The Cheat.
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Post by thecheat on Dec 17, 2009 19:46:17 GMT -5
He mixes well with omegle. Observe.
Stranger: heyyy
You: Blacksmith, I set ye a task. Take these harpoons and lances. Melt them down. Forge me new weapons that will strike deep and hold fast. But do not douse them in water; they must have a proper baptism. What say ye, all ye men? Will you give as much blood as shall be needed to temper the steel?
Stranger: wtf?
You: Why the long face, Mr. Starbuck?
Stranger: your weirddddd. where are you from?
You: From hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee. Ye damned whale.
Stranger: bitch im not a whale. you callin me fat?
You: I don't give reasons. I give orders!
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Post by Mizagium on Dec 18, 2009 12:15:23 GMT -5
nice
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Post by TEAM_DERRICK on Dec 19, 2009 11:54:49 GMT -5
awesome
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thecheat
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The PuritanProphet
No use crying over spilled The Cheat.
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Post by thecheat on Dec 19, 2009 17:00:18 GMT -5
Do it. Carry out conversations using only the quotes of flaming badasses. DO IT NOW.
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Post by TEAM_DERRICK on Dec 20, 2009 8:29:51 GMT -5
k
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Post by TEAM_DERRICK on Dec 20, 2009 8:32:58 GMT -5
Ash from evil dead
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi! You: Let's go down into that cellar and carve ourselves a witch. Your conversational partner has disconnected.
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thecheat
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The PuritanProphet
No use crying over spilled The Cheat.
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Post by thecheat on Dec 21, 2009 0:56:08 GMT -5
Try something a little more gentle, like this.
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi! You: Why the long face, Mr. Starbuck? Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Oh...wait.
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Post by TEAM_DERRICK on Dec 21, 2009 12:11:21 GMT -5
lol
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