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Post by queenia on Jul 19, 2007 11:26:51 GMT -5
((That made me laugh...hard.))
Wolfie stared.
(Wow...we're so cool.))
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Post by Julieboo on Jul 19, 2007 15:15:19 GMT -5
Mr. Salamander stuck his tongue out at Wolfie.
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Post by queenia on Jul 20, 2007 12:22:52 GMT -5
Wolfie punched Mr. Salamander in the face.
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Post by Julieboo on Aug 1, 2007 10:52:32 GMT -5
Mr. Salamander ran off into the forest sobbing. He felt cold, alone and neglected.
((CALLIE!!! Come join our mindless one-lining!))
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Post by Sea Of Darkness on Aug 1, 2007 13:39:54 GMT -5
Philly watched, thinking about sugar plum fairies and AIDS.
((Oh yeah beeshes top that!)
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Post by Julieboo on Aug 1, 2007 13:46:37 GMT -5
Mr. Salamander tripped again. This time he had an emotional breakdown.
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Post by Sea Of Darkness on Aug 1, 2007 13:51:54 GMT -5
Philly c.ocked his head, a warm smile came over his face, oblivious to his surroundings, his thoughts warpped into thoughts of emo dancing bunny rabbits.....Philly shook and came back to reality "MR. SALAMANDER GUY!!!! WHAT'S WRONG?!?!? OGMF!!"
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Post by Julieboo on Aug 1, 2007 14:07:04 GMT -5
((He thingyed his head? wtf?))
"You all hate me don't you!?" Mr. Salamander sobbed, "You never loved me... But I thought-- NO!... You NEVER did love me did you!? Oh this 'orrible black abyss that is my life... I just want to die!! I don't even feel like eating tacos! I ALWAYS FEEL LIKE EATING TACOS! Oh just leave me here to die... just let me rot! Oh my aching soul! My black heart! My withering body! I'm so alone... so alone... all alone..." Mr. Salamander began to tremble and rock back and forth, "Oh! Nobody could ever understand the agony that I must endure! The TORMENT! The blackness inside of me, SCREEMING to escape! I cannot contain the hatred... the death! It can no longer be suppressed! I must let it out! Get away! GO! You don't want to see me be CONSUMED by the black fires within me! I will die! LET ME DIE! Let me sit here and wither away like the horrible WRETCH I am! An accursed wretch! That is all that I am! A horrible demon filled with a rancid black DEATH! Leve me! Let me be alone to DIE! Alone... I must be alone... so alone... so cold.... death... blackness....... tacos..."
((Poetry my friends. True poetry.))
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Post by Sea Of Darkness on Aug 1, 2007 15:22:58 GMT -5
((Holy shiz I didnt know salamanders could be suicidal, strange world....Oh and the thingy think I was saying c.ocked so yeah it bleeped it out.))
As Philly heard this he imediantly began humming "The Black Parade" then started switching back and forth between "Pain" and "The Emo Song" because he had nothing better to do as he waited patientally for Mr. Salamander to come out of his sucidal/emo hissy fit that he was throwing for no apparent reason. Philly understood how long this might take for the Salamander to come out of his black hole (after all salamanders are very sensitive) So he quite humming and decided to take out a nice exclusive issue of "People" magazine, finding the right page he began quietly scanning the articals and reading the horoscopes. "Are you finished yet?" He asked after finishing a step to step guide on becoming just like the Oslen twins. "Because I'm getting bored. And you wont like it when I'm bored. I spit green muck while singing various James Blunt songs so dont keep me waiting any longer I'm feeling the "Goodbye My Lover" Song and I'm trying my hardest to resist it but I cant hold it much longer."
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Post by Julieboo on Aug 1, 2007 15:49:00 GMT -5
((*giggles, snickers and then bursts out laughging* This is fun.))
"Oh. Quite sorry about that ol' chap." Mr. Salamander said as he stood up, brushing the leaves off his suit, "Now. What were we talking abou-- OOOOooooOOOo! People magizine! Lemme seee! I wanna know my horoscope!" He snatched the magizine out of Philly's claws and began oggling a blurry picture of a totally wasted Lindsey Lohan in elastic-tight jeans and a poncho. He sighed. "Somehow her repulsive disgustingness comes across as attractive to the male gender... it's so... facinating..." He flipped a few more pages and began reading an article about bra sizes. Then he found an advertizement for a local tanning spa.
"OOOOoooooOOOO! Lookit this! Ricardo's Tan Shack! It's just down the road... I've gotten a little pale lately, we should stop there!" And with that, Mr. Salamander tossed the magizine behind him and started off towards Ricardo's Tan Shack.
((I think Mr. S is bipolar... or something.))
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Post by Sea Of Darkness on Aug 8, 2007 11:29:54 GMT -5
Philly blinked then ate the magazine for he was hungry. And he wasnt allergic to People magazines. After a nice belch he skipped down the road and followed Mr. Salamander.
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Post by Sea Of Darkness on May 27, 2008 18:49:38 GMT -5
Philly laughed hysterically because he knew he was double posting 'cause he was bored and he wanted to carry on with the adventure.
(('Nuff said))
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Post by Julieboo on May 28, 2008 16:38:55 GMT -5
Mr. Salamander punched Philly in the face for double posting.
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Post by Julieboo on May 28, 2008 16:39:20 GMT -5
Then he double-posted.
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Post by Julieboo on May 28, 2008 16:39:38 GMT -5
What a hypocrite.
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