Who's da man?

[Blitzaholic]

Agreed Incandenza, zAwbanjito had some brilliant posts in the past, miss him, always enjoyed reading his, very clever and creative dude he is

[Robinette]

And additionally for the record, I'd say that my favorite poster would have to be Zaw. Robin has her moments, but she's kinda fallen down the "I'll just recycle that dice-hacking post, then throw up a cute image from photobucket" rabbit-hole in recent months.

My cuteness comes naturally... go on, if you look deep into my eyes you'll see it...



Seriously though, I am just crushed that my literary sublimity has fallen on disapointed ears...
I hereby solemly promise that I will endevour to write something new and fresh for your enjoyment...

[Scott-Land]

I just edited the title for more of an appropriate one- just for you Robin. And yes- Baldy, I'm quite aware that there aren't any missing freaking letters in woman.

[Robinette]

I just edited the title for more of an appropriate one- just for you Robin.

Awwwww... you're sweet...

And I would like you to know how hard it was for me to NOT put up a really sweet pic right here...

[MOBAJOBG]

^I don't mind to look at a sweet image.

[happy2seeyou]

And whats so wrong with Corky? Corky is Fitz's hero.

[Incandenza]

And whats so wrong with Corky? Corky is Fitz's hero.

More like role model.

And Robin, when I wrote that I'd forgotten about that big epic WWI-ish CC thing you wrote awhile back, so I'd say that more than compensates for the dice thread spammery.

[Robinette]

And Robin, when I wrote that I'd forgotten about that big epic WWI-ish CC thing you wrote awhile back, so I'd say that more than compensates for the dice thread spammery.

and to further redeem myself for those despicable repostings in the dice threads...

It started out like any other day, the crisp bite of the early dawn air adding a rosy-colored quality to my cheeks while I tilled the soil, carefully planting seeds that would hopefully grow into a bountiful harvest of points...

I have always loved this calm and quiet part of the day, a perfect time to think in retrospect of times past... Of good times like when I took fourth place in the standings... and bad times, like global Independence Day, when our world was invaded by white saucers that took up positions above each and every country on our precious world. I can still remember them saying they came in peace, "to help us", yet wondering if assimilation or extermination was their true intent. They did eventually leave our world, but to this day it seems to me that the radiation exposure left behind an effect... kinda like how an image could burn into an old computer screen... These thoughts remind me to apply my SPF-50 sunscreen and to put on my sunglasses... Looking around I see that the morning dew is almost gone and I realize that this is going to be a hot day. The sky is clear and calm, and in the distance I hear the cry of an eagle piercing the silent air.

Others should be waking up now, so I start heading back in the direction of the farm house... several friends spot me and come running, out of breath and gasping for air... "We've been looking all over for you Robinette, you've got to come quick".

Waiting at the farmhouse are a helicopter and 2 men, Air Force officers, with instructions to take me to the strategic command headquarters. "Give me a few minutes to change and to have some coffee", but they insist there is no time for that and away we go. "We'll brief you on the way" they say.

"What--- There are other worlds?" I ask in disbelief...
"Yes, and they have asked specifically for you to act as an ambassador of sorts!"...
"ME? Why me? Surely we should send a diplomat. Or, or..."
"They asked for you by name"
I spent the rest of the flight in silence, pondering the notion that there really could be other worlds out there.

From the air I can see that Strategic Command is in complete chaos; the buzzer sounds, and I see that we have just gone to DEFCON 2... men are frantically running around everywhere, preparations of all sorts are being made, which explains why I saw those missile silos opening while we were on descent.

I am taken below the surface and into a room with a device that I've never seen before. "We have been told that this device will transport you to their space craft in orbit above the Earth" explains the young technician in charge. I am not at all bothered by his young age, in fact, I have found that the youngest seem to understand new technologies the best, so if my life is to be put on the line, I would prefer to trust one of these young guns to get it right. 6 spinning rings of different colors surround me in a glowing sphere, and in a flash of light I am transported to the space craft.

The first thing I notice is that my world below is completely round. There were those who speculated about this, but in all our experiences the world has always behaved as if completely flat... well, except for that mysterious anomaly that allowed a connection between Alaska and Kamchatka. I stared at the round earth in amazement, and then pondered what other mighty wonders I might see this day.

The space craft breaks orbit, and in the blink of an eye I see the stars suddenly stretch lengthwise and feel a great sensation of speed... I begin to wonder why I am alone in this room, could it be that they feel I am not yet ready to see what people from other worlds look like? Or perhaps there is another reason...

The space craft has returned to a normal orbit, but below I see completely different worlds... there are dozens of planets of all sizes, and circling around each of those are a dozen or so more moons... I can also see what looks like planets of all sizes that appear to be at different stages of construction. Could it be that everything in our universe begins here? I have never subscribed to the thinking that everything in our universe evolved by chance, but rather, I have always believed there was an architect involved... could this be where the gods of this universe reside?

Now I am hearing a loud intermittent buzzing sound... BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! Suddenly, out of no where, something grabs my shoulder and starts shaking... BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! more shaking but I cannot see anything... BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! and now I hear my name... BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!... I am terrified and wishing that I was back home safe from this terrifying situation... BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! more shaking... "Robinette"... "Robinette"... "wake up, you're sleeping through your alarm"...

Whew... It was all just a dream............ or was it?
Well, I know one thing for sure, there's no place like home...

Editorial from the 7th Foundry Newsletter ...
http://www.conquerclub.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=127&t=61238

[Frop]

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Have you ever considered writing haiku instead?

Oh, I'm particularly fond of hulmey's posts. They ooze boyish bravado.

[Robinette]

(...)

Have you ever considered writing haiku instead?

Haikus are easy
but sometimes they make no sense
Dodge ball

[yeti_c]

I like Whumps posts... bizarrely they always say the same thing...

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[Incandenza]

Nice one, yeti.

[Frop]

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Have you ever considered writing haiku instead?

Haikus are easy
but sometimes they make no sense
Dodge ball

Could you demonstrate how conservatives pronounce 'dodge ball'? Or is there any other reason which led you to believe that it consists of 5 syllables?

[Robinette]

Haikus are easy
but sometimes they make no sense
Dodge ball

Could you demonstrate how conservatives pronounce 'dodge ball'? Or is there any other reason which led you to believe that it consists of 5 syllables?

mnnnn... with or without a space, it's still just 2 syllables...

But if you really want to know, i pronounce it with 4 syllables... Ex-treme-Dodge-Ball
It's played on trampolines... and it's lots of fun...
I was last one standing last weekend in a game with over 40 players...
yeah i still got it... and still just a weee bit competitive...

Check out this video... i'm not in this specific game, but it will give you an idea of how it's played:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TAFYY13YFFg

[lancehoch]

I think it is pronounced "dodge-duck-dip-dive-dodge". That should complete the haiku as well.

[Nephilim]

several things:

1) yes, incand is one of the best.....khazy really does it for me too......and jim is always a riot......zaw was tops in his time....owen's pretty good......and pedro throws in a sweet one every now and then.....(anyone care to mentioned ronnydihno and rev kyle?)

2) holy crap robin, are there any of those crazy indoor, trampo-dodgeball places besides cali? that looks fun!!!

3) and i can't believe some total dorks taped and edited that, hilarious.........was it your son?

4) i also love me some me

cheers, fuckfaces!

[Jeff Hardy]

i love wumps posts

thyre incredibly funny and always make me laugh no matter what the subject is

go wump!

[DAT_WAT_SHE_SAID]

I agree that hole thing about the pet iguana and choice of words was very well done
but i think the person who makes me laugh the most in CC is on gamechat--demon fork.
he constantly makes me laugh with his imaginative insults

[Robinette]

......holy crap robin, are there any of those crazy indoor, trampo-dodgeball places besides cali? that looks fun!!!.......

SkyHigh Sports in California (Silicon Valley), and Jump-Street in Colorado...
those are the only 2 that i know about...



It's hecka fun too... especially when you win!

[fireedud]

My favorite post was in a mafia game about the death of Nes. I'm not looking for it, but if anyone wants to, I'd be happy.

[Incandenza]

It's hecka fun too... especially when you win!

Hecka? HECKA?!?!?!

*wanders away muttering profanities about northern californians and their wretched slang*

[xxtig12683xx]

It's hecka fun too... especially when you win!

Hecka? HECKA?!?!?!

*wanders away muttering profanities about northern californians and their wretched slang*

lol, ty i thought the same thing...and i thought it was hella? like its hella hot out today?? have they since changed it?


-tig

[Robinette]

It's hecka fun too... especially when you win!

Hecka? HECKA?!?!?!

*wanders away muttering profanities about northern californians and their wretched slang*

But you're right... Hecka is a commonly used expression in Nor Cal...
Now you'll have to excuse me...
i'm gonna go for a ghost ride on my scraper bike... my scraper bike

yet another facet of nor cal's uniqueness... hehehee