Hello. I'm Corbun and I have a problem. I'm a 36 year old male with a psycho BUNNY (Hazard!) for an avatar. I love this place too much. In fact there are times when I take it too seriously. I try to be honest about that and remember to laugh at my immaturity. I also ramble on and on and on to the point where I'm sure other forum regulars fall asleep or hit the back button. *Slaps hands away from their mouses*
Chat is Chat and that's that. *spreads some glitter*
We can't all be totally awesome. C'mon...let me put on a sweater, make some rancid coffee and offer you all some 3 day old half eaten donuts I swiped from work.
Hi. My name is Joe, and I'm... I'm an Alt-aholic. I am addicted to creating alt-characters, and this causes suffering and slow-leveling for my main- what? Am I in the wrong meeting? Oh, hey, my bad. *sits*
Hi I'm Capulet.....and I'm a 10Forward addict I surf at work, minimize to hide my addictions. I nom cookies, dodge boots, and punt trolls until early in the morning.
Yeah it's kind of shameful how much I like this place. This reminds me of way back in my youth when I would troll myspace forums for people who believed they were real vampires so I could heckle them roundly.
Howdy.
I'ma Captain Z. of Wyoming E. I'ma Ten Forward aholic who cannae spell worth a hoot at all. I'ma Tribble Server addict who doesnae git on th' Holodcek much anymore. Thus a, killin' mi main mutated smurf in terms o; levelin'. Guess ye can a say I'ma Constitution fella who willnae fly anything o'her that th' ol' Constitutions, but maybes a Intrepid laters on (that be 'nother story an' saved fer 'nother day).
I am Travis. I am a stoner polymath, and Kung Fu practitioner. If I'm not doing Kung Fu, or earning money. I am here with you all posting in the forum and wrecking on STO like only Ten Forward residents can.
*Curls in a corner and sobs.* I don't know who I am anymore!
*Is about to comfort Jimmy er Daevan..er..anyways, Is about to comfort when he see's himself in the corner sobbing. The truth knocks the wind out of him and he staggers, nearly spilling rancid burnt coffee all over his nice wool turtle neck sweater with the happy face on it. He bites down hard on the partly eaten Kruller, then weakly offers Daevan a bite and says.*
*Is about to comfort Jimmy er Daevan..er..anyways, Is about to comfort when he see's himself in the corner sobbing. The truth knocks the wind out of him and he staggers, nearly spilling rancid burnt coffee all over his nice wool turtle neck sweater with the happy face on it. He bites down hard on the party eaten Kruller, then weakly offers Daevan a bite and says.*
I hear ya. *Sob* I hear ya.
*Takes a bite of the Kruller and continues sobbing.*
Not... Not only that, but I allowed another poor, lost soul here to get me hooked on another game... There is no freedom from, this place, even when I log off!
*Takes a bite of the Kruller and continues sobbing.*
Not... Not only that, but I allowed another poor, lost soul here to get me hooked on another game... There is no freedom from, this place, even when I log off!
*Glances at Corban.* Mind sharing that coffee?
I can do even better bro. *Nods..tears welling in eyes*
*Heads over to the plastic sheet and paper coated fold up table, to the large percolator with what seems a mix of steam and smoke coming out the top. Grabs a dust coated styrofoam cup and fills the cup. Picks up the cylinder of powered cream that needs to be banged against a table to loosen, and the coffee/ash stained sugar cubes and says*
I can do even better bro. *Nods..tears welling in eyes*
*Heads over to the plastic sheet and paper coated fold up table, to the large percolator with what seems a mix of steam and smoke coming out the top. Grabs a dust coated styrofoam cup and fills the cup. Picks up the cylinder of powered cream that needs to be banged against a table to loosen, and the coffee/ash stained sugar cubes and says*
Do you like cream or sugar or both?
*Sniffs a few times and nods.*
Both would be fine. Just make sure to mix in a bit of my eternal shame too.
hi, im revo and ive had my hand glued to my face for the past year but been trying to convince others and most importantly myself that its actually a really cool facepalm
ive also seam to have been kissed by everybody in ten forward then gone onto murder them over and over again just to get my next fix
hi, im revo and ive had my hand glued to my face for the past year but been trying to convince others and most importantly myself that its actually a really cool facepalm
ive also seam to have been kissed by everybody in ten forward then gone onto murder them over and over again just to get my next fix
*Hands Daevan the cup of grey coloured liquid and then walks up to the podium. His eyes are bloodshot, and he pops a couple of aspirin, chewing them up in his teeth as he talks*
Now, I think we all deserve a round of applause. We we're honest and forthright *yawn* about our prob..leeeeeeem...
*Collapses forward onto the podium, knocking it over and crashing to the floor with it. Sleep overtakes his fevered mind*
*Hands Daevan the cup of grey coloured liquid and then walks up to the podium. His eyes are bloodshot, and he pops a couple of aspirin, chewing them up in his teeth as he talks*
Now, I think we all deserve a round of applause. We we're honest and forthright *yawn* about our prob..leeeeeeem...
*Collapses forward onto the podium, knocking it over and crashing to the floor with it. Sleep overtakes his fevered mind*
*Clutches the disgusting off-color slurry with one shaking hand and laughs, a bit maniacally.*
Problem? Problem?! I don't have a problem! The only problem I have is the fact that I can't melt this forum down and inject it directly into my veins... Oh, but I will...
*Curls in the corner in the fetal position and rocks back and forth, feebly laughing.*
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We can't all be totally awesome. C'mon...let me put on a sweater, make some rancid coffee and offer you all some 3 day old half eaten donuts I swiped from work.
There. That sets the mood I think.
I spend all day in here and want to curse out the paying customers for calling and interrupting my reading/posting
I'ma Captain Z. of Wyoming E. I'ma Ten Forward aholic who cannae spell worth a hoot at all. I'ma Tribble Server addict who doesnae git on th' Holodcek much anymore. Thus a, killin' mi main mutated smurf in terms o; levelin'. Guess ye can a say I'ma Constitution fella who willnae fly anything o'her that th' ol' Constitutions, but maybes a Intrepid laters on (that be 'nother story an' saved fer 'nother day).
I think I'm a giant red robot. I post in Ten forward as often as I play these days.
*Curls in a corner and sobs.* I don't know who I am anymore!
*Is about to comfort Jimmy er Daevan..er..anyways, Is about to comfort when he see's himself in the corner sobbing. The truth knocks the wind out of him and he staggers, nearly spilling rancid burnt coffee all over his nice wool turtle neck sweater with the happy face on it. He bites down hard on the partly eaten Kruller, then weakly offers Daevan a bite and says.*
I hear ya. *Sob* I hear ya.
*Takes a bite of the Kruller and continues sobbing.*
Not... Not only that, but I allowed another poor, lost soul here to get me hooked on another game... There is no freedom from, this place, even when I log off!
*Glances at Corban.* Mind sharing that coffee?
I can do even better bro. *Nods..tears welling in eyes*
*Heads over to the plastic sheet and paper coated fold up table, to the large percolator with what seems a mix of steam and smoke coming out the top. Grabs a dust coated styrofoam cup and fills the cup. Picks up the cylinder of powered cream that needs to be banged against a table to loosen, and the coffee/ash stained sugar cubes and says*
Do you like cream or sugar or both?
*Sniffs a few times and nods.*
Both would be fine. Just make sure to mix in a bit of my eternal shame too.
*Continues sobbing.*
*offers Daevan the hypospray he salvaged from the USS Ten Forward*
You look like you could use this bud..
*Nods his thanks and injects the hypospray. Proceeds to go to his happy place.*
I appreciate it, Woe. I kinda lost it there...
ive also seam to have been kissed by everybody in ten forward then gone onto murder them over and over again just to get my next fix
/kill
But you made me smile....:)
Now, I think we all deserve a round of applause. We we're honest and forthright *yawn* about our prob..leeeeeeem...
*Collapses forward onto the podium, knocking it over and crashing to the floor with it. Sleep overtakes his fevered mind*
Evil Clone Chat will be bringing Mint Chocolate Chip Ice Cream Cake. You are fail.:p
*Clutches the disgusting off-color slurry with one shaking hand and laughs, a bit maniacally.*
Problem? Problem?! I don't have a problem! The only problem I have is the fact that I can't melt this forum down and inject it directly into my veins... Oh, but I will...
*Curls in the corner in the fetal position and rocks back and forth, feebly laughing.*
Hers is a triumphant declaration of flavor exploding like a symphony of delight in the space where your brain used to be.:p
Goodnight Chat lol.