"Don't you worry, if I have to dance to make these folks go away I will! These bad guys aren't going to amount to JACK SQUAT!!"
*Gydyon continues his awful, awful motivational speech, arms flailing wildly*
Thinking about your posts
(and billing you for it) since 2001
if this name didnt have i typo i would probably use it more
-anklebitur
Pesco, yer old school in my book.
Disclaimer: I'm just kidding, I love all living things.
The fastest draw in the Crest.
"The Internet is MY critical thinking course." -Maradon
"Gambling for the husband, an abortion for the wife and fireworks for the kids they chose to keep? Fuck you, Disneyland. The Pine Ridge Indian Reservation is the happiest place on Earth." -JooJooFlop
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Lawgiver Cadga wrote this stupid crap:
*is still waiting for someone to attempt to godmode*
Well, you shoulda PM'ed me! I would've gotten here earlier! 
If this continues, [Cactus Jack]EC will be mine, mine, all mine! BANG BANG![/Cactus Jack]
I'm thoroughly enjoying this, Parce. Keep it up! 
Under capitalism, man exploits man. Under communism, it's just the opposite. - John Kenneth Galbraith
*sneak, hide, sneak, hide, sneak, hide*
erf there has got to be a weakness to this beast.. I mean even Dragons have a weak spot you could stick a sword or something in it and it'll die...
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Aanile had this to say about Punky Brewster:
yet no one's complaining about the sex feinds... =P
*sneak, hide, sneak, hide, sneak, hide*erf there has got to be a weakness to this beast.. I mean even Dragons have a weak spot you could stick a sword or something in it and it'll die...
It does... it's called neg 30 HP and a Full Wish Spell....
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Uniformed BoyToy had this to say about Matthew Broderick:
Just in case you were all wondering what this thing that wiped you out looked like, here it is.http://www.wizards.com/dnd/images/mm_gallery/Tarrasque.jpg
HEYYYYY! I remember you Your a badddd person
Sig pic done with Microsoft paint, Work that doobie Pikachu.
Hi Tarrasque... are they being mean to you?
*Scritches the Tarrasque and rubbs its tummy, then feeds it some popcorn*
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We were all impressed when Kameks wrote:
HEYYYYY! I remember youYour a badddd person
The sheer irony of that statement almost caused my head to explode. Not the kind of thing you want happening on a Friday afternoon.
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Uniformed BoyToy had this to say about Matthew Broderick:
Im not a bad person, nor do I pretend to be. Just because certain people tell you that I'm a bad person, doesnt mean you should judge me by what that person says. Get to know me and you'll find I'm not bad at all.
Don't look at me. I never said you were a "bad person" I just said you had sex with my wife while she was still married to me. To some people, there is nothing wrong with that at all.
This thread is about a huge creature savagely beating everyone on the boards, not about a troll provoking you to fight. So let's talk about beating the tarrasque to death with clubs and swords.
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Kanid had this to say about dark elf butts:
Don't look at me. I never said you were a "bad person" I just said you had sex with my wife while she was still married to me. To some people, there is nothing wrong with that at all.
Gets out the fire hose.
Whew, man I hope you were kidding...
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First Dragon had this to say about Jimmy Carter:
Gets out the fire hose.
Whew, man I hope you were kidding...
No, but it worked out for the best in the end.
"Hey! Moveouttameway! I..."
A huge shadow falls on the demon, and he looks up, blinking.
"..."
"I knew I shouldn't have left bed today..."
OOC: *grin* Dear god, that was funny.
Necromancer: How DARE you imply that I was involved in a rude act with my undead servant! I will flay the flesh from your bones! I will summon a thousand maggot-ridden corpses to gnaw your flesh! I will trap your soul in-
Ghoul: My ass hurts.
"Anyone who's not fighting the terrasque, come up to the nose bleed section and help me with the kegger"!
*Removes the camo*
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First Dragon had this to say about Tron:
I demand that I fight the Tarrasque seeing as Im the biggest person here. Raaaawwwrrr!!!
Why? So you can DESTROY THE EVIL TARRASQUE IN A MILLISECOND WITH YOUR MEGAFIREBALLMAGIC POWERS OF ULTRASUPERLEETDOOM?
All power to the godmoders 
Karnaj: My God...the carnage...the mayhem...it's more than one man can stand. Ladies and gentlemen, the fight is well underway now. The Tarrasque has laid waste to almost all the ECers now, and the French have come in to take over.
Karnaj bows his head in mourning.
Karnaj: Left defenseless, we can only hope that we will be chopped up and eaten by the French, as opposed to a life of slavery, enduring their horrible accents for years to come!
The French continue to mill about the arena, poking and prodding at the various corpses. The Tarrasque stands, dumbfounded.
Frenchman: Oh ho ho! Vee have finally come to zee powair we desarve!
Frenchman II: But Pierre, zis is but a messauge board. 'Ow is thees the powair we desarve?
Frenchman: Well, it is better than France! Oui?
Frenchmen: Oh ho ho!
Frenchman: Now, let us proceed weeth thee enslavemont! Zere are manee berets for you peeteeful ECers to make! OH HO HO!
Karnaj: You monsters!
Suddenly, the Tarrasque throws its head back and emits a thunderous roar, causing small chunks of the roof to fall down. With a fearsome snarl, it rams its head into the herd of Frenchmen and laps up a few of them like escargot.
Karnaj: Sweet merciful Carolyn! It seems as though the Tarrasque, Nature's Perfect Predator, is acting on instinct to destroy the French, Nature's Perfect Prey! We may yet see another day!
Frenchman: Vhat? Zis cannot be! Mes amies! Let us strike back at zis abominable creature!
The French lift their baguettes, ready for battle.
The French: OUI!
As the French slowly advance, baguettes thirsting for blood, moustaches twitching in anticipation for battle, the Tarrasque emits a low growl and begins backing up.
Karnaj: Curse those French! They breed like amphibians! There are too many for the Tarrasque to take on by itself!
Drysart: The South shall...rise again!
Karnaj: What the...
Suddenly, the battered and broken bodies of the EverCresters slowly rise up, their bodies smashed but their spirits burning like the Hells!
Karnaj: I can't believe this! The EverCresters are getting up!
Mortious: Never shall we bow to the French!
Kagrama: Foer as a wies man once sed: "tihs si EVARCRESTS FIENEST HOUR BURNES THE BRIGES AND GETHARS NO MOSS"!!!1111/// i tihnk taht was BILL COSBY!
Ja`Deth: ATTAAAAAAAAACK!
The EverCresters release a resounding cheer and rush the French from the other side, while the Tarrasque proceeds to lay into the moustached menaces from its own side. Caught in a pincer attack, the French are forced to go on the defensive!
Karnaj: Thank heavens! It looks like we might yet be saved! Hooray! WE'RE SA-...wait, what's that entering the Arena?
Suddenly, a horde of irate poultry charges into the arena, led by a Southern, white-haired man in a bad suit.
Karnaj: Oh no! It's Colonel Sanders! What's he doing here?!
Sanders: Mah friends, Ah have come to take ovah this heah establishment with the aid of mah fine, goatee'd friends.
Frenchman: Oh ho ho! You did not zink ve vould come vithout help, oui? Ve are French! Vhen have ve evair done anyzing on our own?
Sanders: Come, mah fine featha'd friends! We've got a message board to take ovah! Attack, I say, ATTACK!
With battle cries, bad accents, roars and clucking resounding throughout the arena, the four factions collide in a heap of rage and ferocity! Tarrasque upon Frenchmen upon EverCresters upon Poultry! The carnage that ensues rocks the very foundation of the arena!
Feathers fly! Pixies are squished! Wannabe-dragon godmoders are slain! Things are said! Mistakes are made! Friendships are forged and lost! And yet, in one more instant...
It is all gone.
There is a tremendous cloud of dust from the battle, obscuring the lights and all the mayhem that rocks within. Suddenly, a disturbance is felt, as though a hundred message boarders screamed out in pain...
And then were silenced.
When the dust clears, the tremendous form of the Tarrasque is gone. The massive footprints left in the floors indicate that it probably fled somewhere in the battle, the shrieks of chickens and Frenchmen wearing too much upon its nerves.
Not a creature stirs in the tremendous heap of bodies. The EverCresters lie slain, like they have for so many battles. The chickens have been plucked clean and fricasseed by the carnage. The French are corpses, their lips open in pleas of surrender, even in death. Even the Colonel was impaled upon his own cane.
Amidst the massive heaps of corpses, strides one man. One tall man with a bad haircut and a microphone.[/i]
Karnaj: Ladies and gentlemen, it is with a heavy heart that I announce....
WINNER: KARNAJ!
A small, impish munchkin clambers out from beneath the bodies mashed upon the ring floor.
Lenlalron: Wait a minute, how is it that you're the winner?
Karnaj: Let's see...everyone else is dead. I'm still alive.
Lenlalron: I'm alive.
Karnaj: True, but I still have bikini-clad ring girls with me. What do you have?
Lenlalron: ....well...not much.
Karnaj: Exactly, so once again, I claim myself the win-
A rabid chicken quickly flies out of the wreckage and impales itself through Karnaj's throat! With bloodied beak, it engulfs the dying announcer and the munchkin in a frenzy of feathers, the collapses dead.
Once again, there is no life in the Arena.
Until another figure pulls himself clear of the wreckage.
Chalesm: My God...I'm...alive! Everyone else is dead, but I SURVIVED! I SURVIVED! I LIVED! I-....what's that sound?
A tremendous minotaur plummets from the rafters above and lands upon Chalesm, smashing him dead! Beating its hairy chest and roaring in triumph, it drinks in its victory!
WINNER: MINOTAUR!
[b]This season's winner...
THE MONSTROUS MANUAL!
Tune in next season! Until then, see y'around, Cowboys... [ 12-28-2001: Message edited by: Mr. Parcelan ]
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EverCresters upon Poultry!
H0T ANIMAL SEXX0R!
--Satan, quoted by John Milton
