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Post by themmm on May 23, 2012 23:08:14 GMT -8
I proceed to sell you to cannibals for a reasonable price.
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Post by Cyborg-Lucario on May 24, 2012 0:59:46 GMT -8
I bribed the cannibals to eat you.
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Post by keybladeoverlord on May 24, 2012 13:16:15 GMT -8
Stabs you 37 times in the chest.
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Post by themmm on May 24, 2012 13:25:05 GMT -8
I set you on fire, then I trick you into putting the fire out with acid.
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Post by keybladeoverlord on May 24, 2012 13:28:15 GMT -8
Traps you on a never ending Roller Coaster with no seat belts and many loops.
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Post by Mermaid Amy on May 26, 2012 19:18:44 GMT -8
Shrinks you and sits on you.
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Post by Mr.Red on May 26, 2012 19:21:24 GMT -8
Puts you on venues, the combination of toxic fumes, heat, and heavy radiation causes a slow cancer ridden death
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Post by Not The Water Waka on May 27, 2012 6:29:10 GMT -8
I sell you real estate. You go to the location. It is underwater. You drown in a pool of potato juice.
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Post by Dementedvillian on May 27, 2012 7:15:11 GMT -8
A cute pink puffball and a fairy kills you.
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protagonist2
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Post by protagonist2 on May 28, 2012 1:38:30 GMT -8
Purchases monkey repellent. By creating pepperball style rounds filled with the stuff, I create anti-monkey rounds. From my stealth chopper, I look through the scope of my sacred sniper rifle, and your monkey gaurds enter the laser sight. With rightous anti-monkey hatred I smight thee monkeys with silenced .75 caliber divine ballistic judgement. They are all vaporized within 2 seconds (it's automatic). I then fire a shot at your head-but what's this?
Using your super-sayan awesomeness, you manage to grab 2 keyblades and you cut the angelic bullet I sent your way. You manage to block every holy piece of shrapnel I send your way. You jump onto my stealth chopper, and try to decapitate me-
-but I block it with my master sword bayonet! (the rifle has everything...doesn't it?) A short swordfight later, I magae to knock keyblade out of your hand. You then begin slashing at me with the other one, severely injuring me, but I manage to hit a button on the dash of the chopper.
An MQ-7 UAV appears, and fires a missile our way. It tips over the chopper, knocking you out of it. I grab the sacred sniper rifle and fire one last bullet into your heart as you're falling from 2000 feet in the air. The righteous round penetrates your chest and then releases the divine energy. As the energy vaporizes you, the world goes dark. You feel no pain, only warmth. You see a light shining on you. Though your body is falling, you feel your soul begining to move upwards, as you embrace whatever fate lies upon you in the next life.
I grab my walkie talkie and say "This is the Protagonist. Target KeyBladeOverLord has been terminated. Are my people safe now?" and the person on the other end responds "Yeah...they're safe now.'
With my last breath I say "good...that's all that...matters..." before meeting my own end.
Ok seriously, you should exalt me just for this post.
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Post by protagonist2 on May 28, 2012 1:39:57 GMT -8
*Er...that was meant for the keybladeoverlord. He was the person above me when I started writing. Whoops...
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Post by Dementedvillian on May 28, 2012 13:56:41 GMT -8
A paradox kills you.
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Post by protagonist2 on May 29, 2012 10:32:10 GMT -8
Life gives me lemons, and I decide I don't want to make lemonade. I want life to take the lemons back. I get mad. I don't want it's damn lemons, what am I supposed to do with these!? I demand to see life's manager. Make life rue the day it thought it could give the Protagonist LEMONS!!! Does it know who I am? I'm the man who's gonna BURN IT'S HOUSE DOWN! With the lemons! I hire my enginners to invent a combustible lemon AND BURN LIFE'S HOUSE DOWN!!!
Oh, you were in the house at the time.
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Post by themmm on May 29, 2012 20:28:12 GMT -8
I trap you in the area Life lives in and watch as the wild fire created from your combustible lemons destroys you.
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Post by Gahmah Raan on May 29, 2012 20:58:41 GMT -8
A pastel equine takes a bite out of you die from the shock of being fed on by an herbivore.
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