Exploiting Hallow33n

Perverts, abusive half-naked people, jailbait mad scientists and what ever else that seemed like a good idea while on that tequila binge...

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Postby BiShouNenKaMi on Wed Oct 31, 2001 1:24 am

*After the mess has been cleared, and the decorations set up, the Dark, Dank Basement(tm) is at last ready.
Orange and black streamers everywhere.
Random holiday games, such as bobbing for pr0n, are scattered about.
The Dj setting up, begins to play a list of favorites pulled from the EN Soundtrack thread.
A few couches placed around, and random placed chairs and tables.
Coolers full of Bl4ck B33r and other festive 4lc0h0l , as well as s0d4 for the designated drivers.
A section cornered off, showing bad scary movies and old Twilight Zone reruns.
A couple secret surprises meant to harmlessly scare everyone.<P>BiShou smiles as he looks around and nods to himself.*<P><font color=darkorange>BiShou, you've done it again. Looks like this is going to be one hell of a party.</font><P>[OOC]Okei... please be in costume. No presents needed. Skirmishes over similar costumes are encouraged, though keep the kill ratio low. Fun and games, Halloween jokes, stories, comments... *shrug* What the hell ever. As long as it's fun.<P>Oh, and there is one other thing that I ask. *glares*<P>Keep any previous fights outside.
You enter here, no past fights.
If something new arrises, sure, but do NOT go out of your way to fight.
This is meant to be fun, and at the first sign of a bullshit fight going on, I will delete this thread, and repost it from the beginning.<P>So if you can't play nice, don't play at all.[/OOC]<P>*As he hears the first set of footsteps coming down the stairs, BiShou dims the lights to the right mood setting, and heads over to grab a b33r. After a few failed attempts with his left hand, he curses and grabs it with his right, and cracks it open.*<P><font color=darkorange>Lousy... sonuvabitch arm... shoulda loosened the index finger joint...</font><P>*Let the fun begin!*<P>-BiShouNenKaMi
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Postby Rincewind MoG's Ghost on Wed Oct 31, 2001 2:48 am

*Rincewind MoG runs in, out of breath and frantic*
Oh God! My characters! They're after me!<P>It all started when I <A HREF="http://"http://midlands.keenspace.com" TARGET=_blank>subjected them to Halloween...</A><P>Now they want my blood! Help! Help! You gotta hide me from them! Please!<P>------------------
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Postby Guest on Wed Oct 31, 2001 3:08 am

*Roscoe bursts in, decked out as Indiana Jones and weilding a nasty-looking bullwhip, heads straight for the punch, and watches the door from that position*<P>*A few seconds later, he gets a thought and with a flick of the wrist changes the settings on the music system from ten feet away, setting it to "Mrs. Robinson" for reasons known only to him. After that, he goes back to watching the door for cute, scantily-clad chicks*
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Postby Guest on Wed Oct 31, 2001 3:10 am

*Roscoe bursts in, decked out as Indiana Jones and weilding a nasty-looking bullwhip, heads straight for the punch, and watches the door from that position*<P>*A few seconds later, he gets a thought and with a flick of the wrist changes the settings on the music system from ten feet away, setting it to "Mrs. Robinson" for reasons known only to him. After that, he goes back to watching the door for cute, scantily-clad chicks*<P>------------------
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Postby Edible Corpse on Wed Oct 31, 2001 3:30 am

<P>*Walks into the basement surveying everything...*<P>finally found the stupid basement... now that i found it I can...<P>*the sentence trails off as EC notices the changes... the basement is cleaner, there are party streamers everywhere, and there's a T.V against one of the walls. EC smack his forehead*<P>Just knew it... Finally find the place and everything's gone to hell...<P>*notices Bishou*<P>Don't tell me i need to wear a costume...<P>Bishou: ya<P>Great... not only has my basement been desecrated, now i'm being forced to play dress up as well<P>*walks out trying to find the nearest costume shop*<P>
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Postby BiShouNenKaMi on Wed Oct 31, 2001 4:11 am

[OOC] Don't worry, EC, this is the same basement used in the Never-Ending Party... So I think they're seperate... unless the fighters never saw the party... Heh...[/OOC]<P>*BiShou frowns as EC leaves*<P><font color=darkorange>Damn! How'd he know who I was! Maybe my costume needs... adjustments.</font><P>*BiShou runs off to a seperate room to fix up his costume. Murmers can be heard through the door*<P><font color=darkorange>...little paint...another few dots...more on face...make hair browner...</font><P>*He steps out smiling, confident in his costume once more.*<P><font color=darkorange>I just hope no sick freaks try to attack me. This costume's dangerous.<P>-BiShouNenKaMi
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Postby Rand Al'Tor on Wed Oct 31, 2001 4:16 am

Rand enters with a long, brown trenchcoat, red pants, a white vest with tie and a chainsaw. He looks around "Hmm... I wonder if this isn't to obscure."<P><I> ah who cares? Chainsaws are always good </I><P>"You have a point. But the bloody thing is flaming heavy."<P><I> Grmbl.... pantsy </I><P>"Oh shut up."<P><I> Make me. </I><P>Rand folds his arms. "I... can't." He cheers up. "But I CAN drink enough so that I won't be able to use my brain and can't hear you."<P><I> You COULD do that, but you'll be extra sensitive in the morning, and did I mention that if I try really hard, I can hit the high C really, really loud. </I><P>"Right, right. No alcohol for Rand, I get it."<P>Rand mournfully takes a sodapop and plays thoughtfully with the gun from his pocket."
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Postby Izanobu on Wed Oct 31, 2001 5:25 am

*Nobu enters dressed as Aya Brae*<P>Anyone feeling a little odd lately, like something inside you is trying to get out?<P>*Nobu puts her gun behind her back and clacks over to BiShou on her heels, the little black cocktail dress swaying*<P>Lovely party. And a belated Happy Birthday.<P><P>------------------
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Postby Treespeaker on Wed Oct 31, 2001 5:45 am

*Treespeaker strolls in in a conservative business suit with a power tie. He has an Armani briefcase with nuclear-powered catches on it, and he arrived on a motorized scooter. There is a Bush/Cheney button on his chest.*<P><font color=orange> Happy Halloween, everyone! </font>
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Postby Mei on Wed Oct 31, 2001 5:54 am

*Mei walks down the steps and enters the basement dressed in a black overcoat covering a dark three-piece suit. His face is is obscured by a large red scarf, wrapped around the lower half of his face and draped across his shoulders. On his head sits a black fedora*<P>This looks to be the place...Looks like not many are here yet.<P>*gives a quiet yet good-natured greeting to thosde who are here, grabs a soda and sits on one of the couches in front of the television*<P>Cool! Dead Alive is on^_^ I hope we can have some Evil Dead later.<P>Mei
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Postby Black Raven on Wed Oct 31, 2001 6:39 am

*Raven begins walking down the stairs slowly. Dressed as Scorpius from Farscape, and walks up to BiShou and sounding like Scorpius*
Ahh excellent party BishouNenKami.
*grabs a can of Bl4ck B33r*
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Postby LovelyAngel on Wed Oct 31, 2001 8:19 am

*The LovelyAngel enters the room. She is wearing a two-piece outfit: a skimpy, burgandy-red leotard trimmed with a broad, white stripe... over that is a red and white short-sleeve top. A notable part of the top's design is a white circle over the LovelyAngel's left breast. She wears white athletic shoes and long, loose-fitting, pink wrist and leg warmers. Her long, black hair is pulled back with a wide, yellow ribbon tied into a large bow. Dangling from the LovelyAngel's wrist is a figurine -- a dark gray mecha, trimmed in orange and red. She waves to the crowd as she comes down the stairs.*<P>Konnichi wa, minna-san!<P>*At the refreshments cooler, the LovelyAngel picks out a ky070 k0l4 and begins looking around at all the costumes. Wow! Near her drinking a b33r is a great Jordan impersonator -- the costume is pretty impressive -- and -- wait a minute -- who <I>is</I> that, anyway? The LovelyAngel walks up to the Jordan and squints at the face.*<P>Uh... Bi... BiShou???<P>*The Jordan figure displays a big grin.*
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Postby BiShouNenKaMi on Wed Oct 31, 2001 8:55 am

*Grinning, BiShou raises his right hand posing in the "anime girl V-sign of victory" pose(tm)*<P><font color=darkorange>Ohayo, LovelyAngel-san. I see it's taking people a moment to recognize me. Heh heh heh... I love being able to pull off cosplay's like this... although I'm sure the height gave me away. ^^;;</font><P>*He smiles and looks around.*<P><font color=darkorange>This is turning out to be a pretty good party so far, don't you think? I can't wait to see all the costumes. That and I'm curious if Poe himself will make an appearance...</font><P>*His cybernetic prop arm beeps and he smiles, holding it over his glass. Two ice-cubes drop out of it into his drink.*<P><font color=darkorange>I wanted to go for as much realism as I could. The only thing I had a problem with was the plasma mechanism. The guy at the prop shop said I'd have to be crazy to want one of those.</font> *sigh* <font color=darkorange>Ah well... I can always rig it up later. I need to fix the grasping proportions antyway.</font><P>*He goes back to smiling and posing for those that point out his costume, welcoming each of the guests, and making small talk.*<P>-BiShouNenKaMi<font color=darkred>
Once upon a midnight stormy, while I web-surfed, drunk and horny,
Over many a stripped and daring banner of forgotten porn
While I nodded, quickly fapping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of someone loudly rapping... rapping at my bedroom door
"Tis just Bimbo," I muttered, "Go away you filthy whore!
Get thine self, from my door!"</font>
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Postby Oniko Hakubi on Thu Nov 01, 2001 1:03 am

<I>*walks in dressed as Kim Kaphwan, gives Smile #1371 (The "Happy Hallow33n!" smile, complete with the shiny tooth "ding!"), and goes forth to mingle*</I><P>
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Postby Oniko Hakubi on Thu Nov 01, 2001 1:08 am

<I>*walks in dressed as Kim Kaphwan, gives Smile #1371 (The "Happy Hallow33n!" smile, complete with the shiny tooth "ding!"), and goes forth to mingle*</I><P>
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Postby EasyRhino on Thu Nov 01, 2001 1:38 am

*Rhino stumbles through the door, tripping with over his awkward choice of footwear*<P>"Hey Guys! Look at me! I'm a ballerina!"<P>*looks around at room*<P>"Why is everyone dressed up? Halloween was YESTERDAY!"<P> <IMG SRC="http://www.keenspot.com/KeenBoard/smile.gif">
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Postby BiShouNenKaMi on Thu Nov 01, 2001 3:12 am

*BiShou smirks at EasyRhino's coice of... attire, and toses a b33r.*<P><font color=darkorange>Oh, hush you. This here is Hallow33n. No longer confined to one night, I say it should last at least til Sunday night, so we can have a big party, and everyone that wants to can post and join in.</font> *shrugs* <font color=darkorange>But then agin that's only my idea... Maybe we should keep this shit going until the next person's birthday.</font><P>*Once more he smirks and looks around. Nodding, he goes back to his drink, and idle conversation.*<P>-BiShouNenKaMi
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Postby LovelyAngel on Thu Nov 01, 2001 9:08 am

*goes up to Treespeaker*<P>Unless something creepier comes along, you'll get <I>my</I> vote for "Scariest Costume"! <IMG SRC="http://www.keenspot.com/KeenBoard/wink.gif">
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Postby LovelyAngel on Thu Nov 01, 2001 12:09 pm

*The LovelyAngel walks through the room of party-goers. Hey, there's a chunky gal in a Lum outfit! And there's a well-endowed gal in an Adam Warren Dirty Pair costume. How <I>does</I> she get that thing to stay on?? Maybe the LovelyAngel will ask her later.*<P>*Along one wall is a table loaded with goodies... a couple of punch bowls (one orange.. the other black)... a tray of cookies shaped and decorated like pumpkins, black cats, witches, and Cthulhus... a bowl of black sticks with orange-tipped ends -- <I>Pocky???</I> There are other plates of brownies and cookies... and a bowl of black corn chips with orange-colored salsa?? Oddly enough, there's even a tray of assorted sushi!*<P>*At another table, the LovelyAngel sees an array of small trophies and wrapped gifts. She reads the inscriptions on the various trophies... "Most Authentic... Most Out-of-Character... Most Hentai... Most Scary... Most Daring and Bold... Most Unusual... Most Kawaii..." There are more, but the LovelyAngel is distracted by the entrance of other people entering the basement...*
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Postby Treespeaker on Fri Nov 02, 2001 9:26 am

"Most Hentai"? I wanna be here for the judging of <I> that </I> one...
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Postby LovelyAngel on Fri Nov 02, 2001 9:57 am

[OOC] I <I>expect</I> to see some more costumes here by the time I return from my trip to Seattle this weekend! [/OOC]
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Postby The R. Enforcer on Fri Nov 02, 2001 11:44 am

*Enforcer comes in, wearing a pair of black slacks, a white t-shirt, a leopard-print vest over that, and a long leather jacket over that. Following him is a cart that mysteriously looks like the newspaper carts often seen on streetsides in bustling, overpopulated cities. The first one to actually care about his arrival is LovelyAngel, who approaches him, and asks;*<P>
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Postby BiShouNenKaMi on Sat Nov 03, 2001 1:43 am

*BiShou smiles more, as the party starts to liven up, yet shoots a death-stare over at the other Jordan. He turns to the TV area, as the second Evil Dead movie finishes up.*<P><font color=darkorange>Ladies and gentlemen... we will continue with our television entertainment in just a moment, with Army of Darkness. But first...</font><P>*He pushes a button on the TV remote, and the whole corner of the room twists away to reveal a small stage with a mic. A copule people begin to groan, as BiShou steps onto the stage and pics up the mic.*<P><font color=darkorange>Heh... don't worry, no karaoke from me tonight...</font> *He smiles* <font color=darkorange>I will instead, be reading off this years Hallow33n parody I wrote, in case it was missed... Ahem...</font><P>*He clears his throat and pulls out a small ledger, throwing on a pair of beatnik glasses. The scene is amusing, as it is one of a 6'2" Jordan clone, wearing dark glasses, and about to spout poetry.*<P><font color=darkorange>And now...</font>
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<IMG SRC="http://members.aol.com/_ht_a/darienmiyazawa/images/title.gif"> </center><P><font color=darkred>Once upon a midnight stormy, while I web-surfed, drunk and horny,
Over many a stripped and daring banner of forgotten porn
While I nodded, quickly fapping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of someone loudly rapping... rapping at my bedroom door
"Tis just Bimbo," I muttered, "Go away you filthy whore!
Get thine self, from my door!" <P>Ah, so glad I wasn't sober, this here being late October,
And the light from my computer wrought a pattern on the floor.
Eagerly I wished for loading; veins inside me sought exploding
And my patience was eroding... eroding for the 'Lost Monroe'
For the rare and radiant actress whom had renamed as Monroe...
Currently began to load. <P>Then a sudden shot uncertain escaped my grasp and hit my curtain
Thrilled me, filled me with emotion that which I had felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
"Who's your daddy, sweet thing? Who's your daddy, little whore?
I'm your daddy, that's who, sweet thing! Now get thine sweet ass off my floor!"
This I said and nothing more. <P>Presently turned on no longer, my curiousity grew stronger;
"Bimbo," said I, "or, is it Dave, what brings you here to my door?
Didn't you hear that I was fapping, when so loudly you came tapping,
And so loudly you came rapping... rapping at my bedroom door,
That I knew for sure I heard you" - here I opened wide my door:
Empty hallway. Nothing more. <P>Deep into that hallway staring, long I stood there silent swearing,
Cursing, plotting and comparing, never daring into it go;
But the silence was unbroken, in the hallway, no words spoken,
So I turned the door left open, to the loading 'Lost Monroe.'.
This I whispered, to the image, "I've been drinking, leave me alone."
Then I added, "Make it so." <P>Then into my chair returning, all the hormones in me burning.
Then again I heard a churning even louder than before.
"Surely," said I, "surely there is someone out my window;
Let me see, then, if it's Bimbo, playing games and nothing more.
Let my heart be still and tip-toe, with this bucket I will pour,
Onto Bimbo. Even score." <P>Open here I threw the shutter, when, with many flirt and flutter,
In there flew a stately Faery of the magic days of yore.
Not the least respect she showed me; nor an instant stopped or stayed she;
But, with grace of lord or lady, perched atop my monitor.
Perched upon my screen of Packard, just above my web-surf porn.
Perched, and sat, and nothing more. <P>Then this faery soon beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the small and skimpy dressing of the outfit that she wore,
"Though thy chest be small and cherry, thou," I said, "are not so scary,
Just a cute and ancient Faery wandering from the magic glow.
Tell me if thou came to treat me, like the Pfil of which I know!"
Quoth the Faery, "Baka yo!" <P>Much I oggled this small faery and to hear her speak so clearly,
Though her answer showed no meaning... little relevancy, show;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Such as I was blessed with seeing Faery atop computer glow,
Ever yet was blessed with hearing half-naked faery, such a show,
Speak such phrase as "Baka yo." <P>But the Faery, sitting lonely on my monitor, spoke only
Those two words, as if her soul in that one phrase she did bestow.
Nothing further did she stammer; when she procured a large hammer,
Till I spoke up lack enamor, "Other friends have flown you know.
In the morning you will leave me, as my Hopes do always go."
Then she spoke up, "Baka yo!" <P>Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
"Pity," said I, "what you mention is the only phrase you know.
Caught by some ungrateful bastard, whom I'm sure had claimed your master
Forced to copy ever faster till his song is now your woe;
Till the tortures of his force the melancholy burden flow;
Of "Baka... baka yo." <P>But the Faery still entreating me to smile at this chance meeting,
Straight I wheeled my cushioned chair in front of Faery and the glow;
Then, upon a quick rethinking, I returned myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking give this faery a quick Pfil show!
Show this slim and sexy faery how to do things like a pro.
Teach her more than, "Baka yo." <P>There I sat engaged in browsing, with the Faery, still arousing.
To the site with faery rousing saved into my normal flow;
This and more I sat reloading, with a pain unknown foreboding
On my monitor to which the faery stayed as if now home,
But whose precious hammer slamming with great force to my into my skull,
She hath swung it, this I know! <P>Then, methought, as I grew sore, and layed there sprawled out on the floor,
Swung by Faery magic whose foot-falls tinkled ever more.
"Wretch," I cried,"thy Hell hath sent thee, to my room where thou hast met me
To spite... to smite and sever from my images of Monroe!
Please, oh please my kind Faery, and forget this 'Lost Monroe'!"
Again she struck me, "Baka yo!" <P>"Stop it!" said I, "Wings of evil! Prophet still, if friend of devil!
With a temper sent for tempting, tempest tossed thee to my home,
Dressed half set and yet undaunted, to this crime for which I'm wanted,
In this home of assets flaunted... tell me truly, I must know!
Is there pennance I can bestow? Tell me! Tell me, I must know!"
Swung the Faery, "Baka yo!" <P>"Harlot!" said I, "Tempting demon! All this over released semen?!
Place your hammer that does strike me, to the side that I may show;
That this soul with sorrow laden, just requires a decent maiden,
If that's too much to display then take away my fair Monroe!
Take my pr0n and make thy way then, from this home so wrought with woe."
No hesitation, "Baka yo!" <P>"Make that phrase our sign of parting, Faery fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting.
Yet she swung unto my temple and more night's pain she did bestow!
With no reason for this deed, again she struck to make me bleed!
"Please my bones, leave unbroken! Quit this pain, please to go!
Take thy mallet from off my head, and take thy self from out my home!"
Swung the Faery, "Baka yo!" <P>And the Faery, isn't flitting, once more sitting... evil grinning
On the glowing screen of Packard just above the 'Lost Monroe';
And her eyes that never waver peer at me with such disfavor,
And then comes on my pr0n screen saver, to which the Faery sets to throw;
And my soul from in the corner cringes for it's time to go...
Down swoops the Faery, "BAKA YO!" <P>The fusion of Edgar Allan Poe and Michael Poe, written by BiShouNenKaMi, 10-26-2001.
</font><P>*He closes the ledger and smiles, then lifts the mic once more*<P><font color=darkorange>If anyone else would like to spout anything holiday related, we'll be having a short break before the next movie, so step right up.</font><P>*Setting down the mic, he heads over to grab a new drink, and sits down. Looking around once more, he's pleased at the turnout, and smiles yet again.*<P>-BiShouNenKaMi
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Postby mikesama on Sat Nov 03, 2001 11:51 am

As Mikesama walks down the stairs you hear a metallic scraping sound, like steel being scraped over concrete. He enters the room wearing a white Gi, bandages around his abdomen, hair spiked strait up and a sword that would give Cloud's from Final Fantasy VII 'performance' issues.
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Postby DrachenNacht on Sat Nov 03, 2001 12:49 pm

<font color=#11FF11><B>Drachen stops at the entrance, looking at a slip of paper, fumbling with it in the large fingers of his costume.</B> I think this is it. Well, guess, I'll find out. <B>Walking down into the basement, he ducks to get in the door, the short stilts in his costume making him a lot taller than normal. as he straightens, he smiles, the long tongue hanging out of the demons face mask he wears.</B> Happy Halloween everyone! Joyrock has entered the party!<P>------------------
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