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The Last Will & Testament of Prime Whatever

 
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This is not the greatest sig in the world, no. This is just a tribute.
Quote from: Verbatim on June 30, 2015, 02:07:14 PM
Quote from: Prime Gestalt on June 30, 2015, 12:09:06 AM
so did you survive, or are you a skellington like sandtrap said
Nobody survives the curse of a voodoo chicken.

 
 
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Rockets on my X
Aye, Rattles survived the shiver fits then eh?

 
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His eyebrows sparkling, his white beard hangs down to his chest. The thatched mats, spread outside his chise, spread softly, his splendid attos. He polishes, cross-legged, his makiri, with his eyes completely absorbed.

He is Ainu.

The god of Ainu Mosir, Ae-Oine Kamuy, descendant of Okiku-Rumi, He perishes, a living corpse. The summers day, the white sunlight, unabrushed, ends simply through his breath alone.
update: am the thrall of a Lich.

 
 
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It unlives!

 
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His eyebrows sparkling, his white beard hangs down to his chest. The thatched mats, spread outside his chise, spread softly, his splendid attos. He polishes, cross-legged, his makiri, with his eyes completely absorbed.

He is Ainu.

The god of Ainu Mosir, Ae-Oine Kamuy, descendant of Okiku-Rumi, He perishes, a living corpse. The summers day, the white sunlight, unabrushed, ends simply through his breath alone.

 
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This is not the greatest sig in the world, no. This is just a tribute.
Quote from: Prime Skellington on June 30, 2015, 05:28:50 PM
update: am the thrall of a Lich.
I'll be down with my +3 axe to take care of you.

 
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His eyebrows sparkling, his white beard hangs down to his chest. The thatched mats, spread outside his chise, spread softly, his splendid attos. He polishes, cross-legged, his makiri, with his eyes completely absorbed.

He is Ainu.

The god of Ainu Mosir, Ae-Oine Kamuy, descendant of Okiku-Rumi, He perishes, a living corpse. The summers day, the white sunlight, unabrushed, ends simply through his breath alone.

 
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This is not the greatest sig in the world, no. This is just a tribute.
Quote from: Prime Skellington on June 30, 2015, 05:33:42 PM
Quote from: DAS B00T WILL RISE AGAIN on June 30, 2015, 05:32:15 PM
Quote from: Prime Skellington on June 30, 2015, 05:28:50 PM
update: am the thrall of a Lich.
I'll be down with my +3 axe to take care of you.

Buff all you want. We'll just despell them.

 
 
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His eyebrows sparkling, his white beard hangs down to his chest. The thatched mats, spread outside his chise, spread softly, his splendid attos. He polishes, cross-legged, his makiri, with his eyes completely absorbed.

He is Ainu.

The god of Ainu Mosir, Ae-Oine Kamuy, descendant of Okiku-Rumi, He perishes, a living corpse. The summers day, the white sunlight, unabrushed, ends simply through his breath alone.
plot twist: axe deals cold damage

 
 
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This is not the greatest sig in the world, no. This is just a tribute.
Quote from: Prime Skellington on June 30, 2015, 05:39:19 PM
plot twist: axe deals cold damage
son of a bitch

 
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His eyebrows sparkling, his white beard hangs down to his chest. The thatched mats, spread outside his chise, spread softly, his splendid attos. He polishes, cross-legged, his makiri, with his eyes completely absorbed.

He is Ainu.

The god of Ainu Mosir, Ae-Oine Kamuy, descendant of Okiku-Rumi, He perishes, a living corpse. The summers day, the white sunlight, unabrushed, ends simply through his breath alone.
Quote from: Verbatim on June 30, 2015, 05:36:41 PM
Quote from: Prime Skellington on June 30, 2015, 05:33:42 PM

are you gonna need a mop
I am a skeleton, I don't care about frivolous things like dry floors.

 
 
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Quote from: Prime Skellington on June 30, 2015, 05:40:26 PM
Quote from: Verbatim on June 30, 2015, 05:36:41 PM
Quote from: Prime Skellington on June 30, 2015, 05:33:42 PM

are you gonna need a mop
I am a skeleton, I don't care about frivolous things like dry floors.
well, when you slip and break your coccyx, don't come crying

oh wait, you don't even have tear ducts lel

 
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His eyebrows sparkling, his white beard hangs down to his chest. The thatched mats, spread outside his chise, spread softly, his splendid attos. He polishes, cross-legged, his makiri, with his eyes completely absorbed.

He is Ainu.

The god of Ainu Mosir, Ae-Oine Kamuy, descendant of Okiku-Rumi, He perishes, a living corpse. The summers day, the white sunlight, unabrushed, ends simply through his breath alone.
please meatbag, I'm a master of sliding across low-friction surfaces.

 
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