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"Shadow's Always Watching!"
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# Comments
Comments: 128
Whoa, Homie G, calm yo self
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Regarding Dread Souls, are you familiar with the few NPC Invaders who show up from time to time in Dark Souls? Because my plans for my character(s) are extremely tentative, and I have a sort of fall-back/potential-primary character I could use if I take too long to finalize my current character, or scrap the idea altogether.
At your request, I am able to just clam up and pick one if I'm asking too much.
Batman
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Yes and yes. You may have multiple characters. And plus it'd be funny as hell to see the players expecting your good character to walk around the corner but instead they get stabbed. But all players must be in the same world, seeing as how players can kill other players, those who invade must turn themselves into a ghost-like state where if they are slain they will return as a living being other than.. well, you get the point.
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I, too, am fond of chicken nuggets.
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Here's another:
β'And now for something a bit unusual. I donβt normally read mail on the air, but I have a personal message here from my assistant Homage to the Stable Dweller. Ahem. Dearest Littlepipβ¦ aww, now ainβt that sweet? I think somepony has a crush. Dearest Littlepip, I know things sound bad here, and I know itβs your nature to try to rush to our rescue; but weβre okay for now, and you have other more pressing matters closer to home. Do what you need to do, take care of them first. Then, later, we can meet where we met before, and I promise to give you so many orgasβ¦Oh! Well now thatβs not something Iβm comfortable readinβ on the air. I think Iβll be having a little talk with my assistant.'
What I meant to say was βI canβt believe she just did that!β What I actually said was closer to βsqueak!β
Calamity snickered, tears in his eyes, then collapsed onto his back in laughter."
I'm gonna keep doing this until you politely ask me to stop.
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Here's a fun little quote from Fallout: Equestria:
"The maintenance room included a workbench, and a variety of odds and ends, including the buckβs βWonderboltsβ lunchbox and a sack filled with someponyβs badly-decayed porn collection. Mostly, old copies of Wingboner Magazine. I managed not to look. No, really."
Just thought I'd share.
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Hi! I realize we've never met before, but I just wanted to wish you a good day (or evening), and if it hasn't been a good day so far, I wish for it to get better! Smile and laugh, may luck be forever with you and I hope that your holidays were wonderful!
p.s. if you're wondering how I got to your page, I used the Random Deviant button
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Why thank you, kind stranger. I haven't a clue why you've decided to write to me after clicking the random button (probably because you do those kinds of things), but I wish to thank you.
The very same to you
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You're welcome! 
You're welcome, and thank you very much! ^^
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Boy, where you been at?! We gots RPs to do's!
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I am currently on the Moon. Conducting diplomacy with the bears. Will be back soon.
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There are bears... On the Moon?
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Alright, I have a follow-up question:
Are you fucking with us?
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Sir, I'd like you to keep your language civil, this is deviantArt. And no, we actually don't know if these are Saturn bears, or Uranus bears.
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Are we invading Iraq?
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You got me, come on let's go to the bar, first round's on me!
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SUP AVERY
since we, u know, go to the same school now i thought it appropriate to actually recognize your existence
...
i can honestly say i didn't do this earlier because of that horrible soda-can-dropping-on-furniture first impression i made!
LONG OVERDUE "I'M SORRY" ABOUT THAT!
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Oh, how thoughtful of you, I'm glad you recognize my existence.
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OKAY, im starting to think i misspoke and you took offense
what i MEANT to say is "HELLO" and "NICE TO MEET U"
and in no means whatsoever did i imply that "U SUCK" or, god forbid, "LET'S HAVE SEX"
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Yes, I am well aware of this, but I am a procrastinator, so I was GOING to reply but my natural instincts kicked in and I didn't. So, yeah.
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i wonder what percentage of americans undergo steaming hot shower sex daily
and if they replace their significant counterpart with sergeant uglyass from the utter annhilation of private ryan by dr.seuss
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Uhm, probably not a lot
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then i can take solace in that im unique
yay.
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Well congratulations, I would ask you if you wanted an award for it but my mind already tells me that you would not accept a live frag-grenade. . . It's quite delicious.
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what r u
a vegetarian?
lightweight
in other news, i've recently uncovered some distressing facts about john's favorite pastime: HOT SEX WITH HITLER
aye, an outrageous claim, but there can be no doubt, as i have garnered the most convincing evidence from the single most trustworthy source in all of ever: the INTERNET.
BEHOLD, THE FOOTAGE OF JOHN'S DEEPEST, DARKEST SEKRIT:
"'Where... where am I?'
JOHN MCBEE jerked awake with a start when he heard the words being spoken. He stared down at his patient, an immense wave of relief coursing through his body. The MERE MORTAL was alive! And from the looks of things, he was on his way to making a full recovery.
'You are in JOHN MCBEE GERMANY,' JOHN MCBEE told him. 'I found you last night, lying unconscious and nearly dead on a path coming from the forest. I carried you inside, and my father's healers tended to your wounds. Please, tell me your name and how you came to be here.'
'My name is HITLER,' said the MERE MORTAL. 'I come from CANDYLAND. I was on an errand from my father, to deliver an important message to BAX in MINECRAFT. But last night... All I remember is that I was riding through the forest when suddenly I was attacked by a group of COMMUNISTS. At least 34 surrounded me. I tried to escape, but there were so many, and I had only my WEABOO CHAKRAMS for protection. And that is the last thing I recall. I do not know how I came to be here, or why I am not dead.'
JOHN MCBEE smiled at him. 'The stars must shine favourably on you. To live through such an ordeal... that is more than mere luck.' It was more than luck, too, that HITLER had wound up in JOHN MCBEE GERMANY and JOHN MCBEE had found him. Now that they two were together, it felt almost like fate had lent a hand. HITLER was meant to be here, and JOHN MCBEE was meant to have found him. Why, JOHN MCBEE did not know. But it felt so certain.
It also did not hurt that HITLER was one of the most beautiful individuals JOHN MCBEE had ever seen. His sleek PURPLEY-ORANGE hair contrasted with large, dark GREYISH-GREY eyes set in a lovely face. And his sculpted body, half-hidden by the bed linens, was a further attraction. JOHN MCBEE could hardly suppress his desire to run his hands over that soft hair and perfect body. But he kept his feelings under control. HITLER had just barely survived a nearly fatal encounter. Now was not the time for romance.
*****
Within three days, HITLER had improved enough to leave his bed. JOHN MCBEE'S FATHER gave him a new set of clothes, and he was able to wander the corridors and gardens by himself. But the one thing that troubled him was JOHN MCBEE's absence. Since the morning when he'd first awoken in JOHN MCBEE GERMANY, he had not seen JOHN MCBEE at all. It was as if his rescuer had simply disappeared. He had asked JOHN MCBEE'S FATHER where his son could be, but JOHN MCBEE'S FATHER had no answer. JOHN MCBEE was gone without a trace.
HITLER desired to speak with JOHN MCBEE again, and properly thank him for saving his life. But he also just wanted to see the handsome JOHN MCBEE once more. He could not explain it, but he felt a deep connection to JOHN MCBEE, either forged by the lifesaving bond or some other power. He knew that JOHN MCBEE was someone special. Someone he had to see again.
It wasn't until the sixth day after HITLER had recovered that JOHN MCBEE returned to JOHN MCBEE GERMANY. He rode up the same path where HITLER had been found, dragging a net filled with the heads of COMMUNISTS behind him. All 34 of them.
'Here are your COMMUNISTS!' he called to HITLER. 'I found them hiding out in a cave not far from here.'
HITLER stared in surprise, eyes going wide. 'You killed... all of them by yourself?'
'I cannot let such dangerous creatures roam free in our lands,' JOHN MCBEE replied. 'And I did it for you. They nearly killed you. I do not want anything like that to happen again.'
HITLER could feel his heart pounding as JOHN MCBEE spoke. JOHN MCBEE killed those COMMUNISTS... for him. Before he could stop himself, he leapt at JOHN MCBEEI and threw his arms around his neck, kissing the brave JOHN MCBEE on the FIBULA.
JOHN MCBEE laughed in surprise, but did not pull away. 'What was that for?'
'Just a thank you,' HITLER said. He smiled, but when he saw the suddenly serious look in JOHN MCBEE's eyes, the smile faded. 'What is wrong?' he asked, worried.
'HITLER,' said JOHN MCBEE, 'I have to confess something to you. That first morning you were here... I thought you were so beautiful. I wanted to kiss you then, but I did not know how you would react.
HITLER gasped in shock. 'Kiss... me?'
'I told myself I must not, because of the terrible ordeal you had just suffered. It was not the right time. But these past few days while I was gone, I could think only of you the entire time. And now...'
'JOHN MCBEE...' HITLER sighed his name. 'I thought about you too. All the time, while you were gone. I was worried I would never see you again.'
JOHN MCBEE lifted his hand to gently stroke HITLER on the cheek. 'I am sorry I ran off like that. I should have said something to you.'
Taking a deep breath, HITLER said, 'JOHN MCBEE, there is something I have been considering over the past several days. I think we were meant to find each other. What happened to me... it was no accident of fate. I was meant to come here. You were meant to rescue me.'
A bright smile broke across JOHN MCBEE's face as soon as HITLER had spoken. 'You know,' he said, 'I had been thinking the same thing! That night when I found you I had been worried an unable to think. Some strange power led me out to the terrace, and that was when I saw you.'
HITLER took JOHN MCBEE's hand. 'So you think... we are meant to be together?'
'I have no doubt of it.' Slowly, JOHN MCBEE leaned in and kissed HITLER softly on the lips. 'I love you,' he whispered.
'I love you too, JOHN MCBEE,' HITLER whispered in return.
"
and, if u're wondering, the COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY TRUSTWORTHY SOURCE said footage was acquired from:
WIKIPEDIA
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Hey thanks so much for adding me to your deviantwatch!! I really appreciate it! (I'm glad you liked my picture too ^^)
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'Tis being welcomed!
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deviantART muro drawing
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deviantART muro drawing
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deviantART muro drawing
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Stay out of this, Joker! The fourth dimension cannot help you any longer!
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deviantART muro drawing
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Also, as curiosity has overcome me, I couldn't help but wonder, which did you like more, Atlas or Alterra?
I've wanted to continue Atlas for some time, but only if the feeling is mutual and unanimous.
While I love both as much as I would my child, I think every member of our little triangle (that every so often becomes a quadrilateral) had a clear favorite. For me, it's Atlas. I'm not insinuating that we drop what we're doing, return to Atlas and discontinue Alterra, or anything so drastic for that matter. I just prefer Atlas, because the characters are mortal men and women, not an omnipotent wizard who can annihilate entire cities on a whim. I just think it provides more room for actual complex character development.
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>Be 15
>Sit in math class
>Feel urge to shit
>Ask teacher to go
>Bitch says no
>Poop leaving my anus
>need to think fast
>pull out lighter
>set fire to carpet
>everyone flips out
>make my move
>run to bathroom
>almost there
>at the door when i shit
>shit leaves my anus with force
>i take flight
>building still on fire
>all my friends are dead
>feelsbadman.jpg
>unable to control flight path
>begin spinning wildly
>fly around fire causing tornado
>tornado burns entire town
>tornado goes over lake
>picks up all the water
>my shit falls from the sky
>worldwide shitstorms
>tornado goes over mountain
>picks up fucking mountain
>shit continues to rain
>feel so embarrassed
>rip my own shit-filled heart out
>throw heart into tornado
>tornado has earth, wind, fire ,water, and heart.
>By your powers combined, I am Captain Planet!!!
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Greetings, fellow SOPA hater!
Perhaps it will provide some comfort to know that we have some... very devoted friends opposing SOPA with us. Here is a message they sent to some SOPA supporters:
"Hello, SONY.
We are Anonymous.
It has come to the attention of the Anonymous activist community that you have chosen to stand by the Stop Online Piracy Act. This act will halt online businesses and restrict access to many sites for many users. Supporting SOPA is like trying to throw an entire company from off a bridge. Your support to the act is a signed death warrant to SONY Company and Associates. Therefore, yet again, we have decided to destroy your network. We will dismantle your phantom from the internet. Prepare to be extinguished. Justice will be swift, and it will be for the people, whether some like it or not. Sony, you have been warned.
To those doubting our powers. We've infiltrated the servers of Bank of America, The United States Department of Defense, The United Nations, and Lockheed Martin. In one day.
For their approval to SOPA, we have also declared that our fury be brought upon the following persons. Justin Bieber. Lady Gaga. Kim Kardashian. and Taylor Swift.
Operation Blackout, engaged.
Operation Mayhem, engaged.
Operation LulzXmas, engaged.
We are Anonymous.
We are Legion.
We do not forgive.
We do not forget.
Supporters of SOPA, you should've expected us."
[link]
Never thought I'd side with Anonymous.
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Bitch, I rhyme like a bard,
And lie like a politician,
To make your life hard,
That is my mission.
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I'm not going to lie, that song is actually bitchin'
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You know what kid, you're alright,
There I go, Lying again,
I can do this on into the night,
So kid, you better throw the towel in,
Before I show you my rhyming might,
cause this is one battle you're just not gonna win.
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You know you're done,
So go on back to your little home,
This battle is already won,
I'm tired of your face,
Get the Hell out of my place,
Because I've already started the end of time and space!
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so I see that your in a battle,
well no one wants to hear,
when you rhyme all i hear is a rattle,
Il set your head on a spear.
so show me what you can do, show me your power,
il win this soon, your verses are all sourer,
I am hear to win, my rhymes are fine,
soon il start to RIP out your spin
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You son of a bitch,
I'm gonna drop you in a ditch,
Cause when I'm done with you,
You're gonna think I used Voodoo,
To beat you so bad, you'll cry like a Witch!
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I'm tired of this game,
All you do is complain,
You think you're so bad,
Like a master of tame,
But I'm not done here,
This isn't the finale,
THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING!
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Your rhymes are sickening,
Like eatin' a spoonful of mud,
Sorry Highlander but your not gonna live to see the Quickening,
Cause let's face it, when it comes to rhymin', your just a dud,
You know what? Let's play a game, you dick,
It's called Duck-Duck-Brick!
*Hits you in the face with a brick*
Let's see you rhyme with a busted lip, son,
Just admit it, this battle's won!
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