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2000 posts!?!?!"=£265rjsignvsj

Started by Dome, April 20, 2010, 05:38:32 am

Dome

2000 POSTS I'M SUPER AWESOME AND MY E-PENIS IS BIGGER THAN YOURS!!
P.s: My avatar rocks

"Be wise today so you don't cry tomorrow"

VampragonLord

when you break 9000 posts it must be nappa/vegeta
15:05   slave: consensual slavery is the best thing ever~

Xifanie

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Asmo X

Now look through those 2000 posts and find a good one.

Archael

Quote from: "Asmo X"Now look through those 2000 posts and find a good one.




Dome

Quote from: "Asmo X"Now look through those 2000 posts and find a good one.
The 1.3 FAQ

"Be wise today so you don't cry tomorrow"

Mari

- Post with less than 100 words = 1 week account suspension

- Total of 10% of more posts in spam = 1 week account suspension (then recheck after 24 hours)

- Giving a stupid idea = 2 weeks account suspension
  • Modding version: Other/Unknown
As the puppeteer pulls His strings,
The fragile doll spreads Her wings.
To dance a ballet as He directs
That is the Curse of the Marionette.

Controlled by a hand far, far above,
Forbidden to care, forbidden to love.
Forever shall She mime what She cannot know,
Until the day She loses her illusory glow.

Propped up on a stilt where wine once stood,
The Marionette is, once more, only wood.
Her glossy eyes have lost their shine,
Her silken hair, turned to twine.

What a fate awaits the poor little doll,
Who dances and runs but cannot stand at all.
And the puppeteer is applauded at the end of every show,
But the audience's joyous response the doll can never know.

I am but a doll on an endless stage,
Dancing for others whilst I slowly age.
My puppeteer sits far above,
Hiding His face behind a white glove.

And when I have aged to nothing but wood,
I will be tucked away in a closet where a doll once stood.
Then, as I gather dust and the world passes by,
I will be forgotten by the vast, blue sky.

Kaijyuu

- Pointing out rules that are never enforced = Insta cosmic banhammer
  • Modding version: PSX

Dome

Quote from: "Mari"- Post with less than 100 words = 1 week account suspension

- Total of 10% of more posts in spam = 1 week account suspension (then recheck after 24 hours)

- Giving a stupid idea = 2 weeks account suspension
If you suck=permanent ban

"Be wise today so you don't cry tomorrow"

Mari

Quote from: "Kaijyuu"- Pointing out rules that are never enforced = Insta cosmic banhammer
- Complaining about the rules = Permanent Ban + Region IP ban + ur mum banned

Quote from: "Dome"If you suck=permanent ban
- Having a gay avatar/signature = Permanent Ban
  • Modding version: Other/Unknown
As the puppeteer pulls His strings,
The fragile doll spreads Her wings.
To dance a ballet as He directs
That is the Curse of the Marionette.

Controlled by a hand far, far above,
Forbidden to care, forbidden to love.
Forever shall She mime what She cannot know,
Until the day She loses her illusory glow.

Propped up on a stilt where wine once stood,
The Marionette is, once more, only wood.
Her glossy eyes have lost their shine,
Her silken hair, turned to twine.

What a fate awaits the poor little doll,
Who dances and runs but cannot stand at all.
And the puppeteer is applauded at the end of every show,
But the audience's joyous response the doll can never know.

I am but a doll on an endless stage,
Dancing for others whilst I slowly age.
My puppeteer sits far above,
Hiding His face behind a white glove.

And when I have aged to nothing but wood,
I will be tucked away in a closet where a doll once stood.
Then, as I gather dust and the world passes by,
I will be forgotten by the vast, blue sky.

Dome

Quote from: "Mari"
Quote from: "Dome"If you suck=permanent ban
- Having a gay avatar/signature = Permanent Ban
My avatar rocks, and my sign shows that I'm a good FFT 1.3 player
Butthurt detected here
Anyway, I have a gift for you, because I'm a nice person
:ban:

"Be wise today so you don't cry tomorrow"

Mari

Quote from: "Dome"
Quote from: "Mari"
Quote from: "Dome"If you suck=permanent ban
- Having a gay avatar/signature = Permanent Ban
My avatar rocks, and my sign shows that I'm a good FFT 1.3 player
Butthurt detected here
Anyway, I have a gift for you, because I'm a nice person
:ban:
I was talking about the avatar, not the sig. But..
No hurting here. Spam is here and that is all.
  • Modding version: Other/Unknown
As the puppeteer pulls His strings,
The fragile doll spreads Her wings.
To dance a ballet as He directs
That is the Curse of the Marionette.

Controlled by a hand far, far above,
Forbidden to care, forbidden to love.
Forever shall She mime what She cannot know,
Until the day She loses her illusory glow.

Propped up on a stilt where wine once stood,
The Marionette is, once more, only wood.
Her glossy eyes have lost their shine,
Her silken hair, turned to twine.

What a fate awaits the poor little doll,
Who dances and runs but cannot stand at all.
And the puppeteer is applauded at the end of every show,
But the audience's joyous response the doll can never know.

I am but a doll on an endless stage,
Dancing for others whilst I slowly age.
My puppeteer sits far above,
Hiding His face behind a white glove.

And when I have aged to nothing but wood,
I will be tucked away in a closet where a doll once stood.
Then, as I gather dust and the world passes by,
I will be forgotten by the vast, blue sky.

VampragonLord

trying to steal my attention = horrible painful death
15:05   slave: consensual slavery is the best thing ever~

Mari

I do things for the laughs, or to help others.
Or to just have a good time.

Don't care about attention.
Sure somethings end up getting lots of attention, but that's not my reasons for doing them.

Hell, you making a thread about me is probably giving me attention.
  • Modding version: Other/Unknown
As the puppeteer pulls His strings,
The fragile doll spreads Her wings.
To dance a ballet as He directs
That is the Curse of the Marionette.

Controlled by a hand far, far above,
Forbidden to care, forbidden to love.
Forever shall She mime what She cannot know,
Until the day She loses her illusory glow.

Propped up on a stilt where wine once stood,
The Marionette is, once more, only wood.
Her glossy eyes have lost their shine,
Her silken hair, turned to twine.

What a fate awaits the poor little doll,
Who dances and runs but cannot stand at all.
And the puppeteer is applauded at the end of every show,
But the audience's joyous response the doll can never know.

I am but a doll on an endless stage,
Dancing for others whilst I slowly age.
My puppeteer sits far above,
Hiding His face behind a white glove.

And when I have aged to nothing but wood,
I will be tucked away in a closet where a doll once stood.
Then, as I gather dust and the world passes by,
I will be forgotten by the vast, blue sky.

Dome

Quote from: "VampragonLord"trying to steal my attention = horrible painful death
Quote from: "Mari"I do things for the laughs, or to help others.
Or to just have a good time.

Don't care about attention.
Sure somethings end up getting lots of attention, but that's not my reasons for doing them.

Hell, you making a thread about me is probably giving me attention.

Well...now the chick fight is needed, after all

"Be wise today so you don't cry tomorrow"

Mari

Quote from: "Dome"Well...now the chick fight is needed, after all


I vote the yellow one wins.
  • Modding version: Other/Unknown
As the puppeteer pulls His strings,
The fragile doll spreads Her wings.
To dance a ballet as He directs
That is the Curse of the Marionette.

Controlled by a hand far, far above,
Forbidden to care, forbidden to love.
Forever shall She mime what She cannot know,
Until the day She loses her illusory glow.

Propped up on a stilt where wine once stood,
The Marionette is, once more, only wood.
Her glossy eyes have lost their shine,
Her silken hair, turned to twine.

What a fate awaits the poor little doll,
Who dances and runs but cannot stand at all.
And the puppeteer is applauded at the end of every show,
But the audience's joyous response the doll can never know.

I am but a doll on an endless stage,
Dancing for others whilst I slowly age.
My puppeteer sits far above,
Hiding His face behind a white glove.

And when I have aged to nothing but wood,
I will be tucked away in a closet where a doll once stood.
Then, as I gather dust and the world passes by,
I will be forgotten by the vast, blue sky.

Dome

Quote from: "Mari"
Quote from: "Dome"Well...now the chick fight is needed, after all


I vote the yellow one wins.
U LIE!

"Be wise today so you don't cry tomorrow"

Dokurider

Viewing profile - Dome

Most active forum:
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(896 Posts / 44.12% of user's posts)

Dome

Quote from: "Dokurider"Viewing profile - Dome

Most active forum:
Spam
(896 Posts / 44.12% of user's posts)
Nothing new here

"Be wise today so you don't cry tomorrow"