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Sadly, I know no creatures of legend. Michigan's sort of dull.

Based on this, anarchy is distinctly under/over(delete as appropriate)-rated.

Endless Sea wrote:I know of one that's six thousand years old.

So, what is it?

Victin wrote:

Endless Sea wrote:I know of one that's six thousand years old.

So, what is it?

It's right behind you!!!

Qara-Xuan Zenith wrote:

Victin wrote:

Endless Sea wrote:I know of one that's six thousand years old.

So, what is it?

It's right behind you!!!

*turns behind*
Hello Qara!

Dammit, you're not supposed to reveal a lady's age. That's it! *laserspams everyone in earshot*

Qara-Xuan Zenith wrote:Dammit, you're not supposed to reveal a lady's age. That's it! *laserspams everyone in earshot*

I mowed out my ear. I'm safe.

Qara-Xuan Zenith wrote:Dammit, you're not supposed to reveal a lady's age. That's it! *laserspams everyone in earshot*

*removes earbuds hooked up to mallet* I'm sorry, what?

*Sneaks into the coffee room and looks around, seeing nobody*

*Quickly heads for the nearest undamaged and untrapped pillow fort*

*Crawls inside and goes to sleep*

The Metaguards are relaxing in their room, Drinking Green Stuff and eating apples to stay awake. Moriarty and Morgana are locked up in their Doom Fortress cell, where soft moaning is occasionally heard.

Don Juan is stuck in a padded cell. The Phantom is playing Gangnam Style on his portable organ in a birdcage high up on the ceiling, near a swinging chandelier. Lime Man is playing cards with the other guardians. Mr. A is flirting with Eli who is ignoring him.

Cheshire is taking a nap on the Persian carpet near the fireplace. Poirot is drinking hot chocolate, while Holmes sips his cocoa. The Witch is on lookout duty today, flying around the huge ten storey log cabin that is the outside of the shop. Gulliver and Silver are reading travel guides. Romeo and Juliet are quietly playing chess. Adam Frankenstein is writing his script for his play while drawing pig noses and glasses and moustaches on critics' faces in a copy of the Chicago Tribune. Peter Pan is studying a map of Never Land.

Then the door slams open.

Don Quixote hobbles in, and brushes the snow off his armour, which is simply the suit of armour from the Coffee Room Armoury. Then a gas masked wearing figure, with a Walther P99 in his leg holster and a Shotgun, as well as a red and black Crowbar strapped to his back, sets down his backpack and suitcase. Everyone stares.

Me: Hello Guys.

I'M BACK.


Quixote: And now, having escorted this young Fire Wizard back to the castle, I shall now go off to Holland to do a great service for them- by fighting one of my oldest enemies- THE FOUR ARMED GIANTS WHO TAKE THE FORM OF WINDMILLS!

Everyone: NONONONONOOOOOOO!

Welcome back, Pyro!

*JR drinks some Blue Stuff (C) and see Pyro walk in*

Well well well, welcome comrade. I trust your absence was fun.

The Wild West Pyro wrote:( The Metaguards are relaxing in their room, Drinking Green Stuff and eating apples to stay awake. Moriarty and Morgana are locked up in their Doom Fortress cell, where soft moaning is occasionally heard. Don Juan is stuck in a padded cell. The Phantom is playing Gangnam Style on his portable organ in a birdcage high up on the ceiling, near a swinging chandelier. Lime Man is playing cards with the other guardians. Mr. A is flirting with Eli who is ignoring him. Cheshire is taking a nap on the Persian carpet near the fireplace. Poirot is drinking hot chocolate, while Holmes sips his cocoa. The Witch is on lookout duty today, flying around the huge ten storey log cabin that is the outside of the shop. Gulliver and Silver are reading travel guides. Romeo and Juliet are quietly playing chess. Adam Frankenstein is writing his script for his play while drawing pig noses and glasses and moustaches on critics' faces in a copy of the Chicago Tribune. Peter Pan is studying a map of Never Land. Then the door slams open.)

( Don Quixote hobbles in, and brushes the snow off his armour, which is simply the suit of armour from the Coffee Room Armoury. Then a gas masked wearing figure, with a Walther P99 in his leg holster and a Shotgun strapped to his back, sets down his backpack and suitcase. Everyone stares.)

Hello Guys.

I'M BACK.

Oh, the trip was fun, mate.

The Wild West Pyro wrote:Oh, the trip was fun, mate.

Well, since you weren't around when I used this for Adell, Welcome Back.

Sicon112 wrote:

The Wild West Pyro wrote:Oh, the trip was fun, mate.

Well, since you weren't around when I used this for Adell, Welcome Back.

I ThangYouVeryMuch.

The Wild West Pyro wrote:( The Metaguards are relaxing in their room, Drinking Green Stuff and eating apples to stay awake. Moriarty and Morgana are locked up in their Doom Fortress cell, where soft moaning is occasionally heard. Don Juan is stuck in a padded cell. The Phantom is playing Gangnam Style on his portable organ in a birdcage high up on the ceiling, near a swinging chandelier. Lime Man has finished today's paperwork and is now playing cards with the other guardians. Mr. A is flirting with Eli who is ignoring him. Cheshire is taking a nap on the Persian carpet near the fireplace. Poirot is drinking hot chocolate, while Holmes sips his cocoa. The Witch is on lookout duty today, flying around the huge ten storey log cabin that is the outside of the shop. Gulliver and Silver are reading travel guides. Romeo and Juliet are quietly playing chess. Adam Frankenstein is writing his script for his play while drawing pig noses and glasses and moustaches on critics' faces in a copy of the Chicago Tribune. Peter Pan is studying a map of Never Land. Then the door slams open.)

( Don Quixote hobbles in, and brushes the snow off his armour, which is simply the suit of armour from the Coffee Room Armoury. Then a gas masked wearing figure, with a Walther P99 in his leg holster and a TF2 Pyro Shotgun, as well as a red and black Crowbar strapped to his back, sets down his backpack and suitcase. Everyone stares.)

Hello Guys.

I'M BACK.

ALSO, EVERYONE, READ THIS AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK OF IT. IT'S MY DESCRIPTION OF THE COFFEE ROOM.

The Wild West Pyro wrote:

The Wild West Pyro wrote:( The Metaguards are relaxing in their room, Drinking Green Stuff and eating apples to stay awake. Moriarty and Morgana are locked up in their Doom Fortress cell, where soft moaning is occasionally heard. Don Juan is stuck in a padded cell. The Phantom is playing Gangnam Style on his portable organ in a birdcage high up on the ceiling, near a swinging chandelier. Lime Man has finished today's paperwork and is now playing cards with the other guardians. Mr. A is flirting with Eli who is ignoring him. Cheshire is taking a nap on the Persian carpet near the fireplace. Poirot is drinking hot chocolate, while Holmes sips his cocoa. The Witch is on lookout duty today, flying around the huge ten storey log cabin that is the outside of the shop. Gulliver and Silver are reading travel guides. Romeo and Juliet are quietly playing chess. Adam Frankenstein is writing his script for his play while drawing pig noses and glasses and moustaches on critics' faces in a copy of the Chicago Tribune. Peter Pan is studying a map of Never Land. Then the door slams open.)

( Don Quixote hobbles in, and brushes the snow off his armour, which is simply the suit of armour from the Coffee Room Armoury. Then a gas masked wearing figure, with a Walther P99 in his leg holster and a TF2 Pyro Shotgun, as well as a red and black Crowbar strapped to his back, sets down his backpack and suitcase. Everyone stares.)

Hello Guys.

I'M BACK.

ALSO, EVERYONE, READ THIS AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK OF IT. IT'S MY DESCRIPTION OF THE COFFEE ROOM.

No need to bring attention to yourself mate.

It's a fine description, could use some spaces and paragraphs so it can be a bit more readable.

The Wild West Pyro wrote:( The Metaguards are relaxing in their room, Drinking Green Stuff and eating apples to stay awake. Moriarty and Morgana are locked up in their Doom Fortress cell, where soft moaning is occasionally heard. Don Juan is stuck in a padded cell. The Phantom is playing Gangnam Style on his portable organ in a birdcage high up on the ceiling, near a swinging chandelier. Lime Man is playing cards with the other guardians. Mr. A is flirting with Eli who is ignoring him. Cheshire is taking a nap on the Persian carpet near the fireplace. Poirot is drinking hot chocolate, while Holmes sips his cocoa. The Witch is on lookout duty today, flying around the huge ten storey log cabin that is the outside of the shop. Gulliver and Silver are reading travel guides. Romeo and Juliet are quietly playing chess. Adam Frankenstein is writing his script for his play while drawing pig noses and glasses and moustaches on critics' faces in a copy of the Chicago Tribune. Peter Pan is studying a map of Never Land. Then the door slams open.)

( Don Quixote hobbles in, and brushes the snow off his armour, which is simply the suit of armour from the Coffee Room Armoury. Then a gas masked wearing figure, with a Walther P99 in his leg holster and a Shotgun, as well as a red and black Crowbar strapped to his back, sets down his backpack and suitcase. Everyone stares.)

Hello Guys.

I'M BACK.

PYRO!!!!!!!!!

[quote="eli_gone_crazy"][quote="The Wild West Pyro"]( The Metaguards are relaxing in their room, Drinking Green Stuff and eating apples to stay awake. Moriarty and Morgana are locked up in their Doom Fortress cell, where soft moaning is occasionally heard. Don Juan is stuck in a padded cell. The Phantom is playing Gangnam Style on his portable organ in a birdcage high up on the ceiling, near a swinging chandelier. Lime Man is playing cards with the other guardians. Mr. A is flirting with Eli who is ignoring him. Cheshire is taking a nap on the Persian carpet near the fireplace. Poirot is drinking hot chocolate, while Holmes sips his cocoa. The Witch is on lookout duty today, flying around the huge ten storey log cabin that is the outside of the shop. Gulliver and Silver are reading travel guides. Romeo and Juliet are quietly playing chess. Adam Frankenstein is writing his script for his play while drawing pig noses and glasses and moustaches on critics' faces in a copy of the Chicago Tribune. Peter Pan is studying a map of Never Land. Then the door slams open.)

( Don Quixote hobbles in, and brushes the snow off his armour, which is simply the suit of armour from the Coffee Room Armoury. Then a gas masked wearing figure, with a Walther P99 in his leg holster and a Shotgun, as well as a red and black Crowbar strapped to his back, sets down his backpack and suitcase. Everyone stares.)

Hello Guys.

I'M BACK.
[/quote]

PYRO!!!!!!!!! [/quote]

( Blocks Eli's Master Sword attacks with his reliable Half Life Crowbar)

I SAID YOU WERE IGNORING HIM!

The Wild West Pyro wrote:The Metaguards are relaxing in their room, Drinking Green Stuff and eating apples to stay awake. Moriarty and Morgana are locked up in their Doom Fortress cell, where soft moaning is occasionally heard.

Don Juan is stuck in a padded cell. The Phantom is playing Gangnam Style on his portable organ in a birdcage high up on the ceiling, near a swinging chandelier. Lime Man is playing cards with the other guardians. Mr. A is flirting with Eli who is ignoring him.

Cheshire is taking a nap on the Persian carpet near the fireplace. Poirot is drinking hot chocolate, while Holmes sips his cocoa. The Witch is on lookout duty today, flying around the huge ten storey log cabin that is the outside of the shop. Gulliver and Silver are reading travel guides. Romeo and Juliet are quietly playing chess. Adam Frankenstein is writing his script for his play while drawing pig noses and glasses and moustaches on critics' faces in a copy of the Chicago Tribune. Peter Pan is studying a map of Never Land.

Then the door slams open.

Don Quixote hobbles in, and brushes the snow off his armour, which is simply the suit of armour from the Coffee Room Armoury. Then a gas masked wearing figure, with a Walther P99 in his leg holster and a Shotgun, as well as a red and black Crowbar strapped to his back, sets down his backpack and suitcase. Everyone stares.

Me: Hello Guys.

I'M BACK.


Quixote: And now, having escorted this young fire wizard back to the castle, I shall go off to Holland to slay giants.

Everyone: NONONONOOOOOOO!

How's this, JR?

The Wild West Pyro wrote:

The Wild West Pyro wrote:The Metaguards are relaxing in their room, Drinking Green Stuff and eating apples to stay awake. Moriarty and Morgana are locked up in their Doom Fortress cell, where soft moaning is occasionally heard.

Don Juan is stuck in a padded cell. The Phantom is playing Gangnam Style on his portable organ in a birdcage high up on the ceiling, near a swinging chandelier. Lime Man is playing cards with the other guardians. Mr. A is flirting with Eli who is ignoring him.

Cheshire is taking a nap on the Persian carpet near the fireplace. Poirot is drinking hot chocolate, while Holmes sips his cocoa. The Witch is on lookout duty today, flying around the huge ten storey log cabin that is the outside of the shop. Gulliver and Silver are reading travel guides. Romeo and Juliet are quietly playing chess. Adam Frankenstein is writing his script for his play while drawing pig noses and glasses and moustaches on critics' faces in a copy of the Chicago Tribune. Peter Pan is studying a map of Never Land.

Then the door slams open.

Don Quixote hobbles in, and brushes the snow off his armour, which is simply the suit of armour from the Coffee Room Armoury. Then a gas masked wearing figure, with a Walther P99 in his leg holster and a Shotgun, as well as a red and black Crowbar strapped to his back, sets down his backpack and suitcase. Everyone stares.

Me: Hello Guys.

I'M BACK.


Quixote: And now, having escorted this young fire wizard back to the castle, I shall go off to Holland to slay giants.

Everyone: NONONONOOOOOOO!

How's this, JR?

That's great.

...I thought that when we used the term "coffee room", it was only a metaphor- to clarify, the area this topic details transcended any boundaries, physical or otherwise. We had a universe and beyond to muck around in, and, logic and sanity be damned, we were going to do it. To think that the coffee room is, indeed, a literal room... How depressing. And constraining, for that matter.

Then again, maybe I'm just missing the point. Eh, whatever. If not, well, I have a remedy for that. Vaon?

*Vaon removes the strong and weak nuclear forces from the atoms comprising the coffee room's walls*

^^ There we go.

I found this on my trip. Didn't buy it. How stupid were they, PIRATING Skyfall when it was in cinemas already in Vietnam?



I managed to buy this in a Vietnam Bookstore near my hotel though. It's now my favorite book. ( Oh, and I decided to reveal my face for once and for all.)



Promise me that you won't use it on Facebook. OK?

So that's what you look like. Cool cool cool cool.

And now we know. So, what do we do now?