This guy shows up:
Now you've done it!
Type: Summon Creepy Burger King to battle Trogdor.
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| Author: | StrongRad [ Thu Feb 16, 2006 5:00 pm ] |
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You jump several hundred kilometers into the air. You hit your head on the international space station. Good job jerky. Command: Use lightning |
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| Author: | DukeNuke [ Thu Feb 16, 2006 5:56 pm ] |
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You use it on yourself and get electinated'd! Now you smell like pork. Command: Stop. |
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| Author: | StrongRad [ Thu Feb 16, 2006 6:23 pm ] |
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You collaborate and listen... Command: Win the power ball |
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| Author: | Krazed Squirell [ Thu Feb 16, 2006 7:40 pm ] |
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You win the power ball, a magical glowing orb that justs sits there and glows....meanwhile some old guy in Kansas wins a lot of money Command: Launch pencil |
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| Author: | DukeNuke [ Thu Feb 16, 2006 8:47 pm ] |
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You throw the pencil. It hits a grumphy old lady. She smashes your brains out with her handbag. Command: Kick a little animal. |
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| Author: | Didymus [ Thu Feb 16, 2006 9:25 pm ] |
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Pamela Anderson and PETA jump you with baseball bats and beat the living crap out of you. THAT'LL LEARN YA!! Type: He's behind the freaking box! |
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| Author: | Acekirby [ Thu Feb 16, 2006 9:28 pm ] |
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Command: There are no boxes in peasantry! Ned is behind the freaking tree! Type: Take a leak in the bushes. |
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| Author: | Didymus [ Thu Feb 16, 2006 9:31 pm ] |
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Wouldn't you prefer to take an onion in the bushes? Or maybe a garlic? Type: Challenge Morimoto to a Super 20X6 Iron Chef CHALLEEEEEEEEEENGE!! |
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| Author: | Acekirby [ Thu Feb 16, 2006 9:40 pm ] |
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Reply: You successfully do. Unfortunately for you, all you can make is a meatball sub. And, to make matters worse, the secret ingredient is salmon. TOTALLY PWN'D! Command: Knock over ye blue knight and take his sword. |
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| Author: | DukeNuke [ Fri Feb 17, 2006 3:27 pm ] |
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You knock the blue knight over and take his sword. Then you climb up Trogdor's mountain. At the top you meet that monk-lookalike-guy. He curses you to play country music with a guitar for the rest of your life for not smelling, looking, or burning like a peasant. Command: Format C: |
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| Author: | StrongRad [ Fri Feb 17, 2006 3:32 pm ] |
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Ooops. Command: Caulk wagon and attempt to float across |
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| Author: | Acekirby [ Fri Feb 17, 2006 3:34 pm ] |
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Reply: Congradulations! You have died of dysentery. Ah, flashback humor. Command: Grab a bite to eat. |
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| Author: | DukeNuke [ Fri Feb 17, 2006 3:42 pm ] |
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Unfortunately you grabbed a chair. The small pices of wood wasn't healthy for your stomach. You die. Command: Stay alive. |
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| Author: | Acekirby [ Fri Feb 17, 2006 3:49 pm ] |
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Reply: You turn on that old seventies song and begin to dance. Boogie Down! Command: Get your groove back. |
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| Author: | Didymus [ Sat Feb 18, 2006 2:26 am ] |
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Ye cannot getteth ye groove. Now ye must sitteth and wondereth why in ye world ye cannot getteth ye groove! And there be naught graphics to helpeth ye! GRAPHICS SCHMAPHICS'D!! Type: Putteth ye GP in yon slot. |
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| Author: | DukeNuke [ Sat Feb 18, 2006 4:02 pm ] |
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I didn't have a GP, so I tried with a pancake instead. It didn't work very well. Type: Feed Trogdor to baby. |
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| Author: | StrongRad [ Sun Feb 19, 2006 2:52 am ] |
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Trogdor is many times larger than the baby. I don't think that's gonna work. In fact, I know it isn't. A large anvil falls out of the sky, and lands on you. ACME'D! Command: Ignite Jello |
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| Author: | DukeNuke [ Sun Feb 19, 2006 11:15 am ] |
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The Jello-dello goes kaboom. Marzipan gives you an invisible slap. Command: Ctrl-z |
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| Author: | Didymus [ Mon Feb 20, 2006 11:34 pm ] |
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This guy shows up: Now you've done it!
Type: Summon Creepy Burger King to battle Trogdor. |
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| Author: | DukeNuke [ Tue Feb 21, 2006 4:00 pm ] |
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He kills Trogdor and takes over, barfinating the countryside. Type: Edit post and add "Type:". |
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| Author: | Didymus [ Tue Feb 21, 2006 4:37 pm ] |
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The Compy Faerie (who looks an awful lot like Ramrod wearing a pink tutu) changes it back to "Command." Command: Throw Muffins of Yummy at IanTheGecko. |
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| Author: | DukeNuke [ Tue Feb 21, 2006 5:21 pm ] |
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Now he's IanTheMuffinCoveredGecko, and the muffins are Muffins of Ewwy... Command: Plus two! |
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| Author: | ExtremeMayhem [ Thu Feb 23, 2006 12:00 am ] |
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Reply: No no, something smarter than that. Type: See if Knight will let you go past with out becoming all "peasanty" if I can entertain him with best Jim Morrison impression.. |
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| Author: | Didymus [ Thu Feb 23, 2006 4:23 pm ] |
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You do the Jim Morrison imitation. You prance around with no shirt on and overdose on drugs while singing "Riders on the Storm." The knigget is impressed, but now you're way too tripped out to do much of anything. Type: AVAST YE SCARVY SWABS!! |
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| Author: | DukeNuke [ Thu Feb 23, 2006 5:07 pm ] |
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Reply: Sir, we're closing the bar now... Type: Ohoy there! I'm Guybrush Threepwood, a mighty pirate! |
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| Author: | Didymus [ Thu Feb 23, 2006 5:11 pm ] |
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You get Shanghai'd by Queenie C and her merry band of Canadienne Pirate Assassins. Now, you'd think this would be the lifetime opportunity of your dreams, but all they make you do is swab the deck and scrub the head (that's "bathroom" for you landlubber types). No smooches for you! They save those for guys who know how to cook. Type: Leave Root Beer by tree near where Kerrek hangs out and run away. |
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| Author: | Acekirby [ Sat Feb 25, 2006 12:27 am ] |
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Reply: The Kerrek gets angry that there is beer laying around and goes on a horribly rampage. He kills the peasants, destroys the land, and totally bites Troggie's style. After destroying Peasantry, he notices it was only root beer. He settles down and has some. Unfortunately, you dead somehow. Command: Kidnap Captain Teff of the Pirates of Yar. |
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| Author: | ??? [ Sat Feb 25, 2006 12:42 pm ] |
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Natasha's a pirate? Command: This sentence is false. |
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| Author: | Chichindrich [ Sat Feb 25, 2006 2:52 pm ] |
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Reply: last sentence = paradox!? Computer.explode(KABOOM); Command: Show the future, magic orb! |
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| Author: | Hi Guys [ Sat Feb 25, 2006 5:08 pm ] |
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It does. Unfortunately, the knowledge that you have know has unravelled the time-space continuom. Nice going. Get Scott Weiland out of jail. |
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