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You walked right into my trap! You ran straight through the hidden pot shot zone! I get to take 50 pot shots with water baloons and I recover the ball! The score is $ to donuts, my favor!

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Too bad, you forgot to do a TOTPD, so we get to peg YOU with water balloons!

Also, I get the Calvinball.

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You just walked into a Wicket War Zone! Now everyone has to attack you by throwing sticks and rocks at you! You drop the calvinball. The score is Butts Two to Pies, in favor of Wicket.

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I grab the Calvinball again (YOU CAN'T CONTROL ME!:P), and it grants me Diplomatic Immunity! Anyone who hits me with sticks and rocks has to hum the Polish Anthem, and if they miss even 1 note they lose all their McPoints!

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Jeszcze Polska nie zginela,
Kiedy my zyjemy.
Co nam obca przemoc wziela,
Szabla odbierzemy.

Marsz, marsz, Dabrowski,
Z ziemi wloskiej do Polski,
Za twoim przewodem
Zlaczym sie z narodem.

Przejdziem Wisle, przejdziem Warte,
Bedziem Polakami,
Dal nam przyklad Bonaparte,
Jak zwyciezac mamy.

Marsz, marsz, Dabrowski,
Z ziemi wloskiej do Polski,
Za twoim przewodem
Zlaczym sie z narodem.

Jak Czarniecki do Poznania
Po szwedzkim zaborze,
Dla ojczyzny ratowania
Wracal sie przez morze.

Marsz, marsz, Dabrowski,
Z ziemi wloskiej do Polski,
Za twoim przewodem
Zlaczym sie z narodem.

Juz tam ojciec do swej Basi
mowi zaplakany:
"Sluchaj jeno, pono nasi
bija w tarabany!"

I'm a good singer, so I get a 2,000 McPoints bonus. Your post count is the Devil's number, so you get chased by Christian extremists who do a very poor job of representing the Christian faith. It makes you drop the calvinball again. I grab it and run to Wicket's friend, Paploo.

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Paploo sues you for emotional distress, and you have to give up all your McPoints!

Also, the Christian extremists who do a very poor job of representing the Christian faith (C.E.W.D.V.P.J.R.C.F) stop chasing me, because my post count is 667 now.

Also also, you've stumbled into the Conan O'Brien Zone! You turn into a tall pale guy with weird hair.

(also also also, wicket and paploo are the names of ewoks or something from star wars, right?)

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I use my Conan O'Brian powers to send you to the Tonight Show Point! Your hair turns gray and your chin grows three feet longer. I still have the calvinball, so I run to the big stick in the river. I gain 500 EXP! I recieve 400 gold! My princess is in another castle.

The core is now Leaf to Button, in favor of the Japanese.



(That they are. Wicket is the Ewok that Leia met when she crashed her speeder bike, and Paploo was the one who stole the biker scout's speeder bike later on and made it possible for the Rebels to get into the Shield Generator bunker.)

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Then I run in and steal the Calvin ball and give it to Wicket. I gain 500 pts for no particular reason. Those Calvin comics that were used as examples of the game were pretty cool. I should check out that site sometime.

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Curiosity salted the snail.

I escape the Tonight Show Point, and stumble into the Obscure Japanese Video Game zone! The calvinball turns into a Katamari, and rolls up Bulldozer, along with all the wickets and poles and stuff in the area. Then I grab the Calvinball (which is now really big) and start pushing it around. NA NA NANANANA NA NA KATAMARI DAMACY!

+a lot points for me!

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But I retalliate with an even BIGGER katamari, assimilating the entire field into an entir giant ball! The King doesn't think it's big enough, so he chucks it back down to Earth. Now there are octopuses, whales, airplanes, and frightened Japanese citizens in the middle of the field!

...And I get the Calvinball.

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You look like you need a hug.
*hug*
There, now don't you feel better?

Unfortunatly, you grabbing the Calvinball cancels the Obscure Japanese Game zone, and everything returns to normal. Er, semi-normal.

The score is still A Lot to Too Many, in my favor.

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A the top of a death-defying leap over the solid white albacore zone I successfully flip the nano-fusion inductor switch thus warping the playing field like a three-finger pizza fold. All players must start and end their posts with a pizza topping for the next six turns. The score is now: quahog to tuna against all odds.

(10,000 coffee milk points to the first one who knows what a quahog is, and where to find one.)

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A Quahog is a city, and it can be found in a Rhode Island.

Inside the Quahog is a Petoria. I make use of the confusion to steal the calvinball again, which I then use to conquer Petoria! I rename it Bulldozia. Since Bulldozia has Sovereign Nation Status, your laws don't apply to me! Anyone invading Bulldozia to steal the calvinball will be declared an Illegal Immigrant, and will be forced to serve 15 posts to life in a Bulldozian Prison, without the possibility of parole. And, no, they don't get the calvinball.

The score is Bulldozia to nothing, in favor of the entire country of Bulldozia. (Pop: Bulldozer. The others were deported.)

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Sausage

Quahog is not at city in Rhode Island (outside of Family Guy) You gain no coffee milk points.

After you note this first mistake, you notice your second... what you thought was the calvin ball was really a kind of roundish pretzel. The citizens of Petoria revolt and trap you with a sticky wikkit until you begin and end a post with a pizza topping

Score: DDT to anchovey

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A Quahog is a large clam. But large clams don't give me sovereign nation status. Besides, since your laws don't apply to me, I'm still ruler of Bulldozia!

However, the sticky wikket is inside the Nursery Zone, which means everyone now has to recite a nursury rhyme at the beginning of every post. Since you also have to use a pizza topping, you must replace the first word of the rhyme with a pizza topping. This isn't a Bulldozian rule, since the Sticky Wikket is not in Bulldozia.

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Peparoni King Cole was a merry old soul,
And a merry old soul was he.
He called for his pipe, and he called for his bowl,
And he called for his fiddlers three.

Every fiddler had a fiddle fine,
And a very fine fiddle had he, had he.

I hit a ball though the sticky wicket! The polarity of the Nursery Zone is reversed!! Now everybody exept me has to say the rhymes backwards!! I also use my sticky wiket points to create a sanctions law against Bulldozia!! They have 5 posts to surrender bgefore they die of lack of resourses!!

Cheese!!!!

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(THE ABOVE USER HAS BEEN BANNED)

Noops eht htiw yawa nar hsid eht dna
Trops hcus ees ot dehgual dog elttil eht.
Noom eht revo depmuj woc eht
Elddif eht dna tac eht elddid elddid moorhsum.

An old standby.

Yah, I space out a lot in this game. It freaks you guys out when I just stare off into space for a while, so I get the Freakin'-You-Out Cup!

I use it to attack everyone on the field so I will be crowned the Calvinball King!

I also use it to crush the sticky wicket. Now it is not necessary to recite nursery rhymes. But the backwards rule is still in effect, so it creates a ripple in the Calvinball continuum! !sdrawkcab eb tsum GNIHTYREVE woN

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So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell?

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.nocaB naidanaC

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Go to sure was lamb the,
Went Mary, Went Mary,
Went Mary, that everywhere and,
Snow as white was fleece its,
Lamb little, lamb little,
Lamb little, a had Olives.

I'm o exhausted by that rule, I call a time-out for myself, but since I'm in the classic Reverse Zone, everyone else gets a time out. I get the Calvinball.

The score is now Mirrors to Mushrooms!

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You look like you need a hug.
*hug*
There, now don't you feel better?

Since I get a time out; I decide to take a water break. I stumble upon the cup of immunity. I am now immune to all rules and time outs for i turn so I decide to invade Bulldozia. Easily overpovering the one member of the population, I send him to marinate in the mud puddle of exile for 5 turns.

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(THE ABOVE USER HAS BEEN BANNED)

.stnioB 000,000,000,5 em evig uoy ,yrtnuoc tnetsixe-non a gnidavni roF .aizodlluB on si erehT .derednerrus aizodlluB erehw trap eht daer ot togrof uoY

Fortunately, 5,000,000,000 Boints is exactly what I need to evoke the Clean Slate Summoning Device. All the rules are gone, and everyone starts new! That's good, cause all the conflicting rules evoked at the same time was giving me a headache.

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I invoke the rarely used "Everyone who is not me loses" rule.

Everyone who is not me loses. Since there are only losers and the winner, and I am not in the group "Everyone who is not me" (which is the same as group "losers"), I must be in group "winner". Therefore, I am the winner.


Thank you, I'll take my trophy and chocolate skyscraper now.

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If you can't fix it with a hammer, you have an electrical problem.

sorry, but I am in a word-change zone. I change your group "winner" to "dinner." You shall now be eaten by sharks. I get the ball.

the score is trog to dor, my favor.

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I enter the Cuddly-Wuddly zone! Suddenly everything is adoreable-woreable and cuddly-wuddly! Everbody has to talkie-walkie like thisy-wisy until something is done about it! Isn't that PRECIOUS?

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You look like you need a hug.
*hug*
There, now don't you feel better?

I-wi stealy-wealy the-wee calvinbally-walvinwally! I-wi runny-wunny the-wee bally-wally to-woo Wickety-wickety Boxy-woxy 72-weventy-woo! Everythingy-weverywingy is-wis way-way too-woo cute-wute here-were, so-wo I-wi pully-wully the-wee Sticky-wicky of-wof Akane-wane! Since-wince Akane-wane casts-wasts a-way vaily-waily of-wof uncutey-wuteyness on-won me-we, I-wi am-wam now-wow the-wee only-wonly one-won who-woo doesn't-woesn't have-wave to-woo talky-walky like-wike this-wis anymore-wanymore.

Furthermore, everyone else now has to talk both uncute and cute at the same time by cutesying up insults and talking about disgusting habbits and the like. Like rolling in the mud, or picking your nose... losers.

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Talky-walky nicey-wicey abouty-wouty baddy-waddy thingy-wingies? That soundsy-woundsy likey-wikey Saddy-waddy Dumpy-wumpington! Saddy bums everyone out so much they can't continue thinking cutesy thoughts. I gets ta thwacky ya with Saddy's washboard if ya don't sing the ridiculously emo song! I'll get you started:

Watching my friends throw frizbees in the paaaark..
I was deep in the throes of depression.
I was there with my girl in the waning light,
she was making light of my emotioooons.

WOOOOoooOOO-oooooah!

I'll never find true loooooove [x4]

Score dangling participle to double negative! WowowowowowowowooOo! *runs off*

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ATTN: LOWER BOARD USERS HAVE MOVED TO ANOTHER FORUM. COME JOIN THE FUN!

What the crappy-wappy is thisy all aboutsy-woutsy??! Why cant I stoppie-woppie talking-walking likie this?? I go stealy-wealy the Calvinballie-wallie, from Mr. Bulldozie!!! Then I go hit 'im ony the heady!!! I gain eleventy-thwee ana fouths pointys!!!! Yayyyyyyyy!!!!!!!

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(THE ABOVE USER HAS BEEN BANNED)

Isn't that SPESHAW? I pull the tab of Forum Game Collusion and suddenly everyone is Acting Like Little Kids!

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You look like you need a hug.
*hug*
There, now don't you feel better?

I WANNED TA BLEND THE FOWUM GAAAAAAMES SOMEDAY!!! NO FAIW!!!!

*storms off*

HAY!! I just stormed into the YGSUSF zone (cuz mommy said so). The next person must make a move that has NOTHING to do with this one, or you get served up something fierce with this vintage-1995 Super Soaker 350 (with vintage 1995 water inside.. ugh)!

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ATTN: LOWER BOARD USERS HAVE MOVED TO ANOTHER FORUM. COME JOIN THE FUN!

I dive for da Calvinball an' toss it into the goal! I get eleventy-thirty points! HOOWAY! YOU ALL STINKY LOOSERS!

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You look like you need a hug.
*hug*
There, now don't you feel better?