Curse

Sir Skullcrasher · Nov 09, 2006, 12:13 AM // 00:13

Sil don't find me funny!

*walks away from Off-Topic Section*

SPIRIT OF THE SEA · Nov 09, 2006, 03:38 AM // 03:38

heres the thrid enjoy it yet again

I pwnd U · Nov 09, 2006, 03:59 AM // 03:59

You must stop. This world will fall madly in love with you if you make another. Too late! They once again love you. They see that your awesomness is so far above their own that they must bow down to you. They quickly buy up all the copies of your newest work of art. You once again skyrocket in money and become the richest man on earth. Anything you desire is yours. Sexy celeberties constantly come to your house to marvel in your paintings elegance and beauty. Movies are made about you, you once again are King of the world. This time you take over and rule it with an iron fist. You are the leader of a communist World. Thats right, communist. Your painting has inspired everyone to work for the greater good. A feat unaccomplishable by anyone else. You are looked upon as the Savior of this world as it was falling into the dark ages. You discover a new source of oil while looking for inspiration for your next great masterpiece. The oil source is unlimited and you save the worlds gas problems. People once again sing your praises. They cant get enough of your newest work of art. They are inspired by the odd looking beast that they bow at the sight of your face. When you walk through the streets people roll the red carpet in front of you so you do not dirty your expensive shoes. You are asked to guest on every single popular talk show. Girls love you and want to marry you. They look beyond your ugly features to the inside and they cant resist you. Every night before they go to bed they kiss a picture of your face, then they dream of you. Guys want to be you, want to have your dashing good looks and your sensitivity. Your company's stock once again skyrockets. The people favor you again. There seems to be no end to this one. No one has a problem with you and everyone is madly in love with your work of art. Then one day, a small child with some common sense looks upon your masterpiece. Quietly he turns and looks at his mom and he says this, "Mommy, that is just a retarded bat that wants to suck our blood, bats can't even see mommy and they can't talk, why do we love this painting so much?" The mother is flabergahsted. She can't believe her son had said something so... sensical. She looks at the painting again and now she sees it. It was just a retarded bat that wants to suck your blood. She shrieks in horror of what they had all been worshipping. She turns and yells to the huge crowd, "We have been taken again, it is just a retarded bat that wants to suck our blood, not a heavenly creature!" Suddenly the people are out for your blood. They march to your masion and knock down the gates barge in through the door and take you away. You are thrown in a North Korean prison to be tortured to see why you would blindfold the world. After they are done with you they put you at the top of a secluded mountain and leave you there to die. The world returns to normal, the wars continue and your company fails again. All because of a little boy with some common sense.

But seriously, gg.

Unlucky Slayer · Nov 09, 2006, 04:02 AM // 04:02

... Where the hell are you getting these paragraphs, pwnd?

I pwnd U · Nov 09, 2006, 04:04 AM // 04:04

I am making them up as i go. lol

Unlucky Slayer · Nov 09, 2006, 04:09 AM // 04:09

well stop =P

I pwnd U · Nov 09, 2006, 04:12 AM // 04:12

Would you rather me just be like? gg that was stupid and spam? or atleast add something slightly humerous to the post?

Mesmer in Need · Nov 09, 2006, 04:14 AM // 04:14

^rotflmao

xxSilhouette · Nov 09, 2006, 05:38 AM // 05:38

Quote:

Originally Posted by I pwnd U

You must stop. This world will fall madly in love with you if you make another. Too late! They once again love you. They see that your awesomness is so far above their own that they must bow down to you. They quickly buy up all the copies of your newest work of art. You once again skyrocket in money and become the richest man on earth. Anything you desire is yours. Sexy celeberties constantly come to your house to marvel in your paintings elegance and beauty. Movies are made about you, you once again are King of the world. This time you take over and rule it with an iron fist. You are the leader of a communist World. Thats right, communist. Your painting has inspired everyone to work for the greater good. A feat unaccomplishable by anyone else. You are looked upon as the Savior of this world as it was falling into the dark ages. You discover a new source of oil while looking for inspiration for your next great masterpiece. The oil source is unlimited and you save the worlds gas problems. People once again sing your praises. They cant get enough of your newest work of art. They are inspired by the odd looking beast that they bow at the sight of your face. When you walk through the streets people roll the red carpet in front of you so you do not dirty your expensive shoes. You are asked to guest on every single popular talk show. Girls love you and want to marry you. They look beyond your ugly features to the inside and they cant resist you. Every night before they go to bed they kiss a picture of your face, then they dream of you. Guys want to be you, want to have your dashing good looks and your sensitivity. Your company's stock once again skyrockets. The people favor you again. There seems to be no end to this one. No one has a problem with you and everyone is madly in love with your work of art. Then one day, a small child with some common sense looks upon your masterpiece. Quietly he turns and looks at his mom and he says this, "Mommy, that is just a retarded bat that wants to suck our blood, bats can't even see mommy and they can't talk, why do we love this painting so much?" The mother is flabergahsted. She can't believe her son had said something so... sensical. She looks at the painting again and now she sees it. It was just a retarded bat that wants to suck your blood. She shrieks in horror of what they had all been worshipping. She turns and yells to the huge crowd, "We have been taken again, it is just a retarded bat that wants to suck our blood, not a heavenly creature!" Suddenly the people are out for your blood. They march to your masion and knock down the gates barge in through the door and take you away. You are thrown in a North Korean prison to be tortured to see why you would blindfold the world. After they are done with you they put you at the top of a secluded mountain and leave you there to die. The world returns to normal, the wars continue and your company fails again. All because of a little boy with some common sense.

But seriously, gg.

I needed that agian.

*laughs till sides hurt* These paragraphs make my day (or night).

Lag Hell · Nov 09, 2006, 08:10 AM // 08:10

lolwut...
maybe this thread can grow into a big ot section... like
"ZOMG POST UR MSPAINT MASTERPIECES" replies: 3451

GedLongbow · Nov 09, 2006, 12:57 PM // 12:57

Quote:

Originally Posted by Ulivious The Reaper

someone obviously hasn't played the ps3, this is top of the line GRAPHICS let alone drawing

poor poor PS3, anyways, POOP lawl people open orthodonists probably is what it stands for

TOP OF THE LINE?! DUDE MY BROTHER (who is 4) CAN DO BETTER THEN THAT (not by much but still)

Divinitys Creature · Nov 09, 2006, 01:36 PM // 13:36

Quote:

Originally Posted by I pwnd U

You must stop. This world will fall madly in love with you if you make another. Too late! They once again love you. They see that your awesomness is so far above their own that they must bow down to you. They quickly buy up all the copies of your newest work of art. You once again skyrocket in money and become the richest man on earth. Anything you desire is yours. Sexy celeberties constantly come to your house to marvel in your paintings elegance and beauty. Movies are made about you, you once again are King of the world. This time you take over and rule it with an iron fist. You are the leader of a communist World. Thats right, communist. Your painting has inspired everyone to work for the greater good. A feat unaccomplishable by anyone else. You are looked upon as the Savior of this world as it was falling into the dark ages. You discover a new source of oil while looking for inspiration for your next great masterpiece. The oil source is unlimited and you save the worlds gas problems. People once again sing your praises. They cant get enough of your newest work of art. They are inspired by the odd looking beast that they bow at the sight of your face. When you walk through the streets people roll the red carpet in front of you so you do not dirty your expensive shoes. You are asked to guest on every single popular talk show. Girls love you and want to marry you. They look beyond your ugly features to the inside and they cant resist you. Every night before they go to bed they kiss a picture of your face, then they dream of you. Guys want to be you, want to have your dashing good looks and your sensitivity. Your company's stock once again skyrockets. The people favor you again. There seems to be no end to this one. No one has a problem with you and everyone is madly in love with your work of art. Then one day, a small child with some common sense looks upon your masterpiece. Quietly he turns and looks at his mom and he says this, "Mommy, that is just a retarded bat that wants to suck our blood, bats can't even see mommy and they can't talk, why do we love this painting so much?" The mother is flabergahsted. She can't believe her son had said something so... sensical. She looks at the painting again and now she sees it. It was just a retarded bat that wants to suck your blood. She shrieks in horror of what they had all been worshipping. She turns and yells to the huge crowd, "We have been taken again, it is just a retarded bat that wants to suck our blood, not a heavenly creature!" Suddenly the people are out for your blood. They march to your masion and knock down the gates barge in through the door and take you away. You are thrown in a North Korean prison to be tortured to see why you would blindfold the world. After they are done with you they put you at the top of a secluded mountain and leave you there to die. The world returns to normal, the wars continue and your company fails again. All because of a little boy with some common sense.

But seriously, gg.

Pwnd, since post count matters to you, don't forget the golden rule - each word in that monolithic paragraph could be a post!!!!!!

I pwnd U · Nov 09, 2006, 02:54 PM // 14:54

Quote:

Originally Posted by Divinitys Creature

Pwnd, since post count matters to you, don't forget the golden rule - each word in that monolithic paragraph could be a post!!!!!!

The golden rule cannot apply always. There are golden exceptions and that is one. Too many sentences that i would of had to make way to many posts in a row which=bannage. Which of course is bad so thats why its a big paragraph. And if everyone started posting there paint picutres the paragraphs would disappear to "gg you fail at life" because it would be too much work to type everyone a paragraph. this way i remember who i am typing about so i can build on it.

Sir Skullcrasher · Nov 09, 2006, 06:07 PM // 18:07

There are no golden rules for pwnd. The guy is a rebel. He refuses to listen to rules and do things his way. If you don't let him impose his rights than you're his enemy. For pwnd, there is no right or wrong method when it come to posting. In fact, his philosophy is to post random things and string them together so it's understandable for us. Words don't failed to come out of pwnd mouth. Since his intelligent and knowledge is so vast and great. He will forever be stuck to typing in long, narrow paragraphs.

SPIRIT OF THE SEA · Nov 10, 2006, 01:27 AM // 01:27

my Art is on sale 100k per i have so many more

SPIRIT OF THE SEA · Nov 10, 2006, 01:30 AM // 01:30

this is my fourth (still a lot more to come)

I pwnd U · Nov 10, 2006, 04:29 AM // 04:29

Thats it. Your masterpiece is once again displayined in China's Greatest Musmuem. Once again the public considers it amazing. They think about taking you out of jail. But this time they refrain. They remember the last three times they believed in your paintings. The pain and suffering you caused them. They begin to hate you more and more as thoughts of the past continue to filter in. They turn away from the painting and go off to plot. That night some local villagers torch the painting to rid the world of its evilness. You are brought word of the torching. You cry out in pain for your latest work. You knew that this was your best yet and that no other painting can compare. Yet the beast destroyed it. They acted as if it was nothing. You swell up in rage. In your unstoppable rage you break out of the Maximum Security Prision, killing all the guards in the progress. You are now a wanted fugitive. You storm off to the city of Wannasawbee. You destroy each house and its occupants in your rage. You find the people who torched your painting, your masterpiece, your life! You tie them to a stake and tell them that this is the end. They spit in your face. With that you smash their heads in with your hands then torch their bodies. You turn to leave when you hear the cocking of AK-47's. The Chinese military has found you, they want to take you down. You turn in rage. They open fire and you are hit countless times. You go down, bleeding from the multiple wounds to your chest. A officer comes up and checks your pulse. "He is dead" the officer states. They begin to walk away. Suddenly a young girl runs out to you. "No you can't die! You just can't!!" she screams. She leans down and kisses your forehead. Suddenly your heart beats again. Slowly you rise. The Chinese turn to face you. They unload everything they have against you but it doenst matter. You watch as the bullets stop in front of you. All you see now is numbers floating around you. You watch the bullets drop to the floor. Suddenly you realize it. You are the ONE!! You are invincible, you can stop bullets. You charge at the army. One, two, three, four and many more hit the floor as you continue your frecious onslaught. Suddenly you stop, you hear a young voice "Betcha can't dodge this buttface" BANG! Shot in the back of the head by the young girl that brought you back to life. You fall to the ground in shock. The Chinese drag you back to prison and then ship you to Afghanistan to be watched over by the US and British forces. You once again are shunned by the world. But you know you will rise up again! Right after dinner... mmmmmm watery rice, your favorite.

You remember the little girl that shoot you, you are out for revenge now. You shall not be humilated by such a young girl. Not you, not the greatest artist since Picaso! Never shall you lose! You will finoooo brownie!!! Uh what? O right you will find her! She must not get away with this! But first you must escape...

What will happen? Will our hero escape and find this young vigilante? Or will he rot in jail? Find out next time!

But seriously, gg.

Brianna · Nov 10, 2006, 02:48 PM // 14:48

lol ur making a story out of this thread.

I pwnd U · Nov 10, 2006, 02:49 PM // 14:49

This is true, i am trying to tie all of them together. It will be a childerns book.

Sophitia Leafblade · Nov 10, 2006, 03:32 PM // 15:32

lol i dunno how u do it pwned but i think it would make a great childrens book, and combined with spirits Artistic skills i think you could be onto a Award for best childresn book of the year