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Sniccups
2016-09-25, 12:11 PM
We will now be writing a fantasy short story! Feel free to talk about anything you wish, but you may only add five words to the story per post! This was inspired by the "Letter to the Giant" thread!

Here are the opening five words:

The paladin trudged across the

Black Socks
2016-09-25, 12:45 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of

HerbertWest
2016-09-25, 01:49 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness

Asmodean_
2016-09-25, 02:07 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before,

Just Helping
2016-09-25, 10:51 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be

ben-zayb
2016-09-26, 01:50 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly

Sniccups
2016-09-26, 07:29 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a

Ruslan
2016-09-27, 04:03 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained

HerbertWest
2016-09-27, 04:58 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.

Asmodean_
2016-09-28, 12:14 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a

HerbertWest
2016-10-05, 08:30 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling

[Updating to try and keep this going!]

ben-zayb
2016-10-05, 08:56 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid

Yael
2016-10-11, 06:57 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily,

Masema
2016-11-23, 05:09 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek.

Markozeta
2016-11-23, 10:20 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal

Atreyu the Masked LLama
2016-12-27, 09:21 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and

Ieagleroar
2016-12-30, 07:05 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos

Monstrodyssey
2016-12-31, 10:57 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst.

Aggressive_Pear
2017-02-02, 10:13 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For

Xihirli
2017-02-03, 01:08 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners,

obstructor
2017-02-06, 08:46 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the

5a Violista
2017-02-07, 03:59 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought,

Atreyu the Masked LLama
2017-03-07, 10:47 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from

An Enemy Spy
2017-03-09, 12:09 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?"

Arenabait
2017-03-15, 02:17 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall

ChrisAsmadi
2017-03-24, 10:57 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and

JbeJ275
2017-03-25, 12:13 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made

Drewzer987
2017-04-18, 03:46 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of

90,000
2017-04-18, 05:57 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and

The-0-Endless
2017-04-19, 08:45 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then

JbeJ275
2017-04-20, 05:51 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the

Iceseer
2017-05-21, 07:45 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork

Celticbear
2017-05-21, 08:21 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers

Yelwyn
2017-06-03, 10:29 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying.

Stale Tales
2017-06-05, 01:12 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying."Is this all you have?"

Iceseer
2017-06-05, 02:05 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the

Celticbear
2017-06-05, 02:54 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."

Zeus Killer
2017-06-05, 06:45 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at

90,000
2017-06-15, 06:34 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became

Iceseer
2017-06-15, 12:09 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at ]the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people

super345
2017-07-16, 12:17 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at ]the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was

Xihirli
2017-07-17, 05:52 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really

Dire Moose
2017-07-18, 08:09 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus

Bob_McSurly
2017-07-19, 05:20 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from

Xihirli
2017-07-20, 12:35 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus

Wristlet Eater
2017-07-27, 04:58 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped and

Extrail
2017-07-30, 02:31 PM
[color=gray]The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped and[color] This caused the defending Stegasourus

Xihirli
2017-07-30, 07:19 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to

Dire Moose
2017-07-30, 09:04 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles.

Wristlet Eater
2017-08-05, 12:21 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon

Xihirli
2017-08-05, 12:24 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus,

Extrail
2017-08-05, 09:11 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly.

flappeercraft
2017-08-05, 04:41 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS!

Bob_McSurly
2017-08-05, 05:42 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant

Dire Moose
2017-08-06, 12:59 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem

super345
2017-08-06, 09:33 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers.

flappeercraft
2017-08-06, 10:05 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated

Celticbear
2017-08-08, 05:54 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defience

Xihirli
2017-08-08, 10:52 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game.

Dire Moose
2017-08-09, 12:28 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin Asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen.

NontheistCleric
2017-08-09, 09:39 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant,

Bob_McSurly
2017-08-09, 11:55 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons

NontheistCleric
2017-08-09, 12:21 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly

flappeercraft
2017-08-09, 04:27 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source.

Bob_McSurly
2017-08-10, 05:16 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes

Xihirli
2017-08-10, 10:24 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who

flappeercraft
2017-08-10, 11:13 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because

Bob_McSurly
2017-08-12, 12:32 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless,

NontheistCleric
2017-08-12, 12:56 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters

Bob_McSurly
2017-08-13, 02:06 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

Dire Moose
2017-08-13, 02:37 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue

Silent_Interim
2017-08-13, 11:04 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the

flappeercraft
2017-08-14, 07:55 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle

Bob_McSurly
2017-08-17, 05:13 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.

Xihirli
2017-08-18, 08:24 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in

ViolentViolet
2017-08-18, 03:08 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging

flappeercraft
2017-08-18, 06:19 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked

NontheistCleric
2017-08-18, 09:27 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died

Bob_McSurly
2017-08-19, 12:47 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should

Silent_Interim
2017-08-19, 05:39 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles

flappeercraft
2017-08-20, 11:47 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition!

Rebles
2017-08-21, 11:02 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that

Bob_McSurly
2017-08-21, 11:04 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected

Silent_Interim
2017-08-21, 05:33 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We

flappeercraft
2017-08-21, 09:38 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the

NontheistCleric
2017-08-22, 12:45 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-. Then God destroyed the world.

Dire Moose
2017-08-22, 05:34 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-. Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.

Ezeze
2017-08-22, 10:40 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-. Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

Bob_McSurly
2017-08-22, 02:03 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven,

flappeercraft
2017-08-22, 03:58 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with

Silent_Interim
2017-08-22, 05:36 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she

NontheistCleric
2017-08-23, 05:58 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus).

Ezeze
2017-08-23, 11:03 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of

flappeercraft
2017-08-23, 01:28 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt.

Bob_McSurly
2017-08-23, 03:45 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus,

Silent_Interim
2017-08-23, 06:52 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight

Bob_McSurly
2017-08-24, 02:32 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so

flappeercraft
2017-08-24, 09:34 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards

NontheistCleric
2017-08-25, 12:03 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Zendy
2017-08-26, 07:16 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back

NontheistCleric
2017-08-26, 10:58 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves

Bob_McSurly
2017-08-28, 03:08 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself.

NontheistCleric
2017-08-28, 10:36 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others.

Silent_Interim
2017-08-29, 02:25 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide,

NontheistCleric
2017-08-29, 03:46 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs.

Bob_McSurly
2017-08-30, 02:15 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron,

flappeercraft
2017-08-30, 07:01 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling

NontheistCleric
2017-08-30, 08:48 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to

Stormstrider
2017-09-01, 07:47 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a

NontheistCleric
2017-09-02, 11:08 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so

Bob_McSurly
2017-09-03, 03:33 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas

flappeercraft
2017-09-05, 10:37 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness

Bob_McSurly
2017-09-07, 10:47 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old

Dire Moose
2017-09-11, 12:10 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying

ReverseHermit
2017-09-11, 10:49 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which

flappeercraft
2017-09-12, 06:21 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster).

Bob_McSurly
2017-09-13, 11:18 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists.

NontheistCleric
2017-09-26, 07:46 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed

Bob_McSurly
2017-10-01, 04:52 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate

Silent_Interim
2017-10-01, 05:16 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by

Ninjaman
2017-10-02, 02:25 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing

Bob_McSurly
2017-10-13, 08:56 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of

Jethro_Thrull
2017-10-14, 10:10 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk

Westhart
2017-10-19, 01:19 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a

Goaty14
2017-10-20, 05:13 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which

Extrail
2017-10-20, 08:49 PM
[QUOTE=Goaty14;22496220]The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon

Bob_McSurly
2017-10-20, 11:52 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue

Ninjaman
2017-10-21, 06:45 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party

Bob_McSurly
2017-10-21, 09:47 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined.

Westhart
2017-10-23, 08:47 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great

5a Violista
2017-11-09, 11:48 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music,

Dire Moose
2017-11-11, 11:27 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up.

NontheistCleric
2017-11-12, 06:30 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion

Ninjaman
2017-11-13, 03:37 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized

Westhart
2017-11-13, 08:29 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be

5a Violista
2017-11-15, 08:42 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by

Westhart
2017-11-15, 08:50 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived

Bob_McSurly
2017-11-18, 02:11 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

An Enemy Spy
2017-11-18, 03:03 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic

NontheistCleric
2017-11-19, 04:01 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic

Dire Moose
2017-11-19, 06:21 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky

Ninjaman
2017-11-20, 04:39 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not

Ieagleroar
2017-11-20, 05:58 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall,

Bob_McSurly
2017-11-20, 04:38 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all

NontheistCleric
2017-11-21, 02:16 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story

Dire Moose
2017-11-21, 01:06 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of

NontheistCleric
2017-11-21, 01:54 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died.

Westhart
2017-11-21, 02:09 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went

5a Violista
2017-11-21, 02:10 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then

Requilac
2017-11-21, 10:23 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin

NontheistCleric
2017-11-23, 11:03 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

Bob_McSurly
2017-11-30, 02:42 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest

Xenopax
2017-12-04, 10:28 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin

Ninjaman
2017-12-05, 05:21 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of

Bob_McSurly
2017-12-05, 09:19 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword.

Xenopax
2017-12-08, 08:07 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag

Dire Moose
2017-12-15, 12:38 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

Westhart
2017-12-15, 12:47 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the

Xenopax
2017-12-17, 09:58 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan

Ninjaman
2017-12-19, 05:24 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king,

CircleOfTheRock
2017-12-19, 06:04 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak;

Xenopax
2017-12-19, 06:06 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak;Exercise is what he lacked.

CircleOfTheRock
2017-12-19, 09:04 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the

Bob_McSurly
2017-12-22, 11:12 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went

Dire Moose
2017-12-23, 06:22 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he

Xenopax
2017-12-23, 06:42 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods

super345
2017-12-25, 04:00 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, gobbledegook the undead llama.

Bob_McSurly
2017-12-26, 04:40 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that gobbledegook was undead,

Dire Moose
2017-12-27, 02:33 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial

Requilac
2017-12-27, 11:56 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind.

Goaty14
2017-12-28, 11:11 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and

Bob_McSurly
2018-01-01, 03:47 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and

Dire Moose
2018-01-01, 11:19 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!"

CircleOfTheRock
2018-01-02, 05:09 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had

SirSlicksAlot
2018-01-02, 09:22 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in

LeMooseImperium
2018-01-10, 08:48 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall,

Dire Moose
2018-01-12, 03:16 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the

Bob_McSurly
2018-01-12, 10:17 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps

Groundhogs
2018-01-23, 09:18 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps reasserting itself. DIE DM DIE!!!

Requilac
2018-01-31, 07:37 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps reasserting itself. DIE DM DIE!!! The DM spontaneously combusted because...

Xihirli
2018-01-31, 09:20 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps reasserting itself. DIE DM DIE!!! The DM spontaneously combusted because that's how science works.

Unfortunately,

Bob_McSurly
2018-02-18, 12:45 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps reasserting itself. DIE DM DIE!!! The DM spontaneously combusted because that's how science works. But only in this story.

Sniccups
2018-03-24, 08:55 AM
]The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps reasserting itself. DIE DM DIE!!! The DM spontaneously combusted because that's how science works. But only in this story. Wait, shouldn't science be more

(I started this thing over a year ago. I thought it wouldn't catch on.)

Bob_McSurly
2018-03-25, 03:49 PM
I just realized that my last post skipped the last word of the poster before me. I guess I didn't copy the last line. Sorry about that. If anyone wants to revert to the post before mine, that's fine.

ChaoticHarmony
2018-03-27, 09:27 AM
]The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps reasserting itself. DIE DM DIE!!! The DM spontaneously combusted because that's how science works. But only in this story. Wait, shouldn't science be more


Logical? Bitch please, no one

Extrail
2018-04-10, 11:28 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps reasserting itself. DIE DM DIE!!! The DM spontaneously combusted because that's how science works. But only in this story. Wait, shouldn't science be more Logical? Bitch please, no one

should think otherwise. So we

Korith
2018-04-11, 03:32 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps reasserting itself. DIE DM DIE!!! The DM spontaneously combusted because that's how science works. But only in this story. Wait, shouldn't science be more Logical? Bitch please, no one should think otherwise. So we threw it out the window!

Requilac
2018-04-11, 05:37 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps reasserting itself. DIE DM DIE!!! The DM spontaneously combusted because that's how science works. But only in this story. Wait, shouldn't science be more Logical? Bitch please, no one should think otherwise. So we threw it out the window! Into the abyss of lemonade

Extrail
2018-04-11, 06:04 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps reasserting itself. DIE DM DIE!!! The DM spontaneously combusted because that's how science works. But only in this story. Wait, shouldn't science be more Logical? Bitch please, no one should think otherwise. So we threw it out the window!Into the abyss of lemonade where it came back forever.

ChaoticHarmony
2018-04-12, 04:20 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps reasserting itself. DIE DM DIE!!! The DM spontaneously combusted because that's how science works. But only in this story. Wait, shouldn't science be more Logical? Bitch please, no one should think otherwise. So we threw it out the window!Into the abyss of lemonade where it came back forever.

With the DM, Omnifarious, restored

philipmorgann
2018-04-15, 01:21 PM
Gone like the wind.....I think

Bob_McSurly
2018-04-22, 09:01 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps reasserting itself. DIE DM DIE!!! The DM spontaneously combusted because that's how science works. But only in this story. Wait, shouldn't science be more Logical? Bitch please, no one should think otherwise. So we threw it out the window!Into the abyss of lemonade where it came back forever.

With the DM, Omnifarious, restored

Gone like the wind.....I think. "What Happened?" said the protagonists.

Extrail
2018-04-23, 12:56 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps reasserting itself. DIE DM DIE!!! The DM spontaneously combusted because that's how science works. But only in this story. Wait, shouldn't science be more Logical? Bitch please, no one should think otherwise. So we threw it out the window!Into the abyss of lemonade where it came back forever.

With the DM, Omnifarious, restored

Gone like the wind.....I think. "What Happened?" said the protagonists. They had no idea what

ChaoticHarmony
2018-04-23, 03:47 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps reasserting itself. DIE DM DIE!!! The DM spontaneously combusted because that's how science works. But only in this story. Wait, shouldn't science be more Logical? Bitch please, no one should think otherwise. So we threw it out the window!Into the abyss of lemonade where it came back forever.

With the DM, Omnifarious, restored

Gone like the wind.....I think. "What Happened?" said the protagonists.
They had no idea what Gobbledegook was doing, biting nothing

NontheistCleric
2018-04-30, 07:05 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps reasserting itself. DIE DM DIE!!! The DM spontaneously combusted because that's how science works. But only in this story. Wait, shouldn't science be more Logical? Bitch please, no one should think otherwise. So we threw it out the window!Into the abyss of lemonade where it came back forever.

With the DM, Omnifarious, restored

Gone like the wind.....I think. "What Happened?" said the protagonists.
They had no idea what Gobbledegook was doing, biting nothing but thin air, damaging

Bob_McSurly
2018-05-11, 12:15 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps reasserting itself. DIE DM DIE!!! The DM spontaneously combusted because that's how science works. But only in this story. Wait, shouldn't science be more Logical? Bitch please, no one should think otherwise. So we threw it out the window!Into the abyss of lemonade where it came back forever.

With the DM, Omnifarious, restored

Gone like the wind.....I think. "What Happened?" said the protagonists.
They had no idea what Gobbledegook was doing, biting nothing but thin air, damaging nothing. Except the Rat King's

AuthorGirl
2018-05-13, 05:56 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps reasserting itself. DIE DM DIE!!! The DM spontaneously combusted because that's how science works. But only in this story. Wait, shouldn't science be more Logical? Bitch please, no one should think otherwise. So we threw it out the window!Into the abyss of lemonade where it came back forever.

With the DM, Omnifarious, restored

Gone like the wind.....I think. "What Happened?" said the protagonists.
They had no idea what Gobbledegook was doing, biting nothing but thin air, damaging nothing. Except the Rat King's grasp on reality, which was

ChaoticHarmony
2018-05-13, 11:00 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps reasserting itself. DIE DM DIE!!! The DM spontaneously combusted because that's how science works. But only in this story. Wait, shouldn't science be more Logical? Bitch please, no one should think otherwise. So we threw it out the window!Into the abyss of lemonade where it came back forever.

With the DM, Omnifarious, restored

Gone like the wind.....I think. "What Happened?" said the protagonists.
They had no idea what Gobbledegook was doing, biting nothing but thin air, damaging nothing. Except the Rat King's grasp on reality, which was broken beyond repair. "Curses! Foiled

CircleOfTheRock
2018-05-18, 12:49 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps reasserting itself. DIE DM DIE!!! The DM spontaneously combusted because that's how science works. But only in this story. Wait, shouldn't science be more Logical? Bitch please, no one should think otherwise. So we threw it out the window!Into the abyss of lemonade where it came back forever.

With the DM, Omnifarious, restored

Gone like the wind.....I think. "What Happened?" said the protagonists.
They had no idea what Gobbledegook was doing, biting nothing but thin air, damaging nothing. Except the Rat King's grasp on reality, which was broken beyond repair. "Curses! Foiled again, by blasted tapioca brains!”

Bob_McSurly
2018-06-12, 11:38 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps reasserting itself. DIE DM DIE!!! The DM spontaneously combusted because that's how science works. But only in this story. Wait, shouldn't science be more Logical? Bitch please, no one should think otherwise. So we threw it out the window!Into the abyss of lemonade where it came back forever.

With the DM, Omnifarious, restored

Gone like the wind.....I think. "What Happened?" said the protagonists.
They had no idea what Gobbledegook was doing, biting nothing but thin air, damaging nothing. Except the Rat King's grasp on reality, which was broken beyond repair. "Curses! Foiled again, by blasted tapioca brains!” The protagonists returned to the

Celticbear
2018-06-14, 08:33 PM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps reasserting itself. DIE DM DIE!!! The DM spontaneously combusted because that's how science works. But only in this story. Wait, shouldn't science be more Logical? Bitch please, no one should think otherwise. So we threw it out the window!Into the abyss of lemonade where it came back forever.

With the DM, Omnifarious, restored

Gone like the wind.....I think. "What Happened?" said the protagonists.
They had no idea what Gobbledegook was doing, biting nothing but thin air, damaging nothing. Except the Rat King's grasp on reality, which was broken beyond repair. "Curses! Foiled again, by blasted tapioca brains!” The protagonists returned to the pub, eager for some R&R.

Sniccups
2018-06-25, 08:22 AM
The paladin trudged across the desolate ruins, in search of her family's ancestral sword. Darkness had claimed it once before, but this time would be different. Her hands clasped tightly around her current weapon, a crude spiked club she obtained from the ruined castle's armory.
Suddenly, in the distance, a voice could be heard, calling out for the archdemon's aid for which he attended hastily, spreading forth his foul reek. A Llama in the portal answered the paladin's summons and brought with him some Doritos and Orangina, quenching his thirst. The paladin cried out, "For while we were still sinners, can we not stop the demon?" Gobbledegook, the Llama thought, "We know demons die from cold iron, or maybe silver?" 'Tis no matter, we shall head to the market and buy silver daggers, spears made of iron, and hundreds of arrowheads, each more bright and deadly then the last. Then they rode back to the city. Arriving in New Pork, all they found was pork-daggers, clearly unfit for any demonslaying. "Is this all you have?" The paladin asked. Which the shopkeeper replied, "Yep, that's it."
As the two looked at the setting sun, it became a radiant moon. The people knew this meant it was Wednesday. It was a really bad day, because the stegosaurus which protected the town from a larger, less friendly, stegosaurus stone golem had tripped. This caused the defending Stegosaurus to fall over, vulnerable to little tiny adorable baby turtles. The golem's baby turtle cannon emptied itself into the stegosaurus, killing the protector stegosaurus instantly. He screamed. I LIKE TRAINS! Inspired by the Stegosaurus's defiant words, the paladin challenged the golem to a game of checkers. After losing, the paladin defenestrated the golem in sheer defiance of the rules of the game. Thus, Athena declared her fallen. Luckily, paladins aren't deity-reliant, 'cause they're powered by Archons, and even then not exactly as pancakes are the source. The Archons give the pancakes to the new protagonist, who dabbed on the haters because the haters gonna hate. Nonetheless, New Protagonist disemboweled the haters and joined the Old Protagonist.

So the paladin and rogue began their return to the pineapple's home in the middle of the archdemon's sea lair.
The pineapple smuggled them in, through the diarrheaous sewer, emerging porcupine super saiyan warriors smacked each other and then died, and Atlas shrugged. “Why should I care about the struggles. Nobody expects the spanish inquisition! Except for the people that planned it. They probably expected it. Unless they didn't... We found a McDonalds in the-". Then God destroyed the world. And everybody died.

THE END.


... Or is it? (Dun dun!)

The Paladin, now in Heaven, created the world again with her divine powers (which she had been given by Asmodeus). But, given the origins of penguins, this power was corrupt. Athena, Archons, Pancakes, God, Asmodeus, all had too much weight and really hated archdemons, so they defenestrated the archdemons. Afterwards they all died of overexertion.

Later they were raised back into undead mockeries of themselves. God, being omnipotent, resurrected himself. Then he destroyed the others. He then committed deicide, suicide, then resurrected himself for laughs. The Paladin, lacking a patron, started to worship himself, channeling her latent feelings of divinity to convince God to create a machine-that-bestows-divinity, so after marrying the rogue, Seumas, the new paladin of paladinness (who was really the old one-eyed one-horned flying purple colored people eater which ate the flying spaghetti monster), joined with the old protagonists. However, Seumas was then overwhelmed by guilt because he ate all the old protagonists by casting shrinking spells and swallowing them, then drinking glasses of hot, rancid, frothy Dragon Milk, which tasted just like a puddle of alchemists fire which tastes like hot, ranced, Dragon. Inside Seumas, paladin and rogue guilds were throwing a party, which the old protagonists joined. They were having a great time dancing to the music, when Seaumas barfed them up. Now freed of the illusion of free will they realized that things would always be happening as if directed by the large creature that lived next to Atlas. His dog.

As if by magic, magic, which was not really magic transformed everyone into big stinky not magical blob of not magic! Breaking the fourth wall, Atlas said "I bet y'all hate this stupidly senseless story! I'm eating 500 tons of rat poison! Then he died. After he died, everyone went home. The end." Atlas then swallowed a slightly horrifying penguin in his violent death throes.

The Protagagonists continued their quest to free the Crocodile Penguin from the dark grasp of Orcus. And get the sword and Spouses who dont nag.

"Blah blah blah blah blah!"

The voices echoed through the tunnels of Khaz Modan, palace of the rat king, who was like a yak; exercise is what he lacked. But anyway, they freed the Rat King's slaves, and went to his lair, where he held the old gods pet, Gobbledegook the undead llama. Horrified that Gobbledegook was undead, the paladin summoned a celestial Alpaca, sworn enemies of Llama-kind. Who sprouted bat wings and said "I'm Alpacus, high and getting higher from LSD! BLAAAAAUUUUGGGHH!" But then Gobbledegook, who had been listening to showtunes in Squirreltopia, broke the fourth wall, biting the GM in the solar plexus. "Stupid wall keeps reasserting itself. DIE DM DIE!!! The DM spontaneously combusted because that's how science works. But only in this story. Wait, shouldn't science be more Logical? Bitch please, no one should think otherwise. So we threw it out the window!Into the abyss of lemonade where it came back forever.

With the DM, Omnifarious, restored

Gone like the wind.....I think. "What Happened?" said the protagonists.
They had no idea what Gobbledegook was doing, biting nothing but thin air, damaging nothing. Except the Rat King's grasp on reality, which was broken beyond repair. "Curses! Foiled again, by blasted tapioca brains!” The protagonists returned to the pub, eager for some R&R.

You know what, this sounds like a good end to the story.

Requilac
2018-06-25, 09:11 PM
You know what, this sounds like a good end to the story.

Do you plan on making a second thread for another one of these glorious games, or should one of us take matters into our own hands?

Luftwaffle
2018-07-13, 04:06 AM
Do you plan on making a second thread for another one of these glorious games, or should one of us take matters into our own hands?
He asked, setting out for

AuthorGirl
2018-07-13, 01:45 PM
He asked, setting out for

the hardware store on the

super345
2018-07-20, 12:17 PM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the

ChaoticHarmony
2018-07-20, 03:49 PM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the


Inevitable victory he planned. Soon

AuthorGirl
2018-07-22, 11:13 PM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the


Inevitable victory he planned. Soon

, Kevin from work would be

Pearstriker
2018-07-23, 12:16 AM
, Kevin from work would be

joining him, bringing those delicious

Some Android
2018-07-23, 09:23 AM
joining him, bringing those delicious

illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers.

super345
2018-07-23, 12:24 PM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers

Some Android
2018-07-23, 12:40 PM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers

...can cause babies to explode.

jwhouk
2018-07-23, 03:07 PM
...can cause babies to explode.

Especially with extra ketchup and

Some Android
2018-07-23, 04:22 PM
Especially with extra ketchup and

caesium. Kevin knew how to

Requilac
2018-07-23, 05:39 PM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from...

Some Android
2018-07-23, 06:44 PM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from...

...the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate...

AuthorGirl
2018-07-25, 11:29 AM
...the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten

Some Android
2018-07-25, 02:52 PM
...the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten

...thirty slices of pizza. Now...

AuthorGirl
2018-07-25, 04:52 PM
...thirty slices of pizza. Now...

It was dead. How sad.

Some Android
2018-07-25, 05:13 PM
It was dead. How sad.

A funeral for the moon-ox...

jwhouk
2018-07-25, 06:33 PM
A funeral for the moon-ox...

is not cheap at all,

Some Android
2018-07-25, 06:45 PM
is not cheap at all,

...costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy...

Xenopax
2018-07-27, 07:48 AM
I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to

AuthorGirl
2018-07-28, 03:29 PM
But I'm too scared to

Leave the story unfinished. The

Requilac
2018-07-28, 04:11 PM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten thirty slices of pizza. Now It was dead. How sad. A funeral for the moon-ox is not cheap at all, costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to Leave the story unfinished. The Mars barbarians will interrupt the funeral...

______

To make this better organized, when you add another set of letters, please quote the whole thing like I just did. It makes it much easier to view.

jwhouk
2018-07-28, 10:39 PM
[QUOTE=Requilac;23257366]He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten thirty slices of pizza. Now It was dead. How sad. A funeral for the moon-ox is not cheap at all, costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to Leave the story unfinished. The Mars barbarians will interrupt the funeral, and make things less clear.

;)

AuthorGirl
2018-07-29, 10:21 PM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten thirty slices of pizza. Now It was dead. How sad. A funeral for the moon-ox is not cheap at all, costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to Leave the story unfinished. The Mars barbarians will interrupt the funeral and make things less clear. Good death rites require clarity.

NontheistCleric
2018-07-29, 10:35 PM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten thirty slices of pizza. Now It was dead. How sad. A funeral for the moon-ox is not cheap at all, costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to Leave the story unfinished. The Mars barbarians will interrupt the funeral and make things less clear. Good death rites require clarity. Therefore, the solution to the

Some Android
2018-07-30, 01:22 AM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten thirty slices of pizza. Now It was dead. How sad. A funeral for the moon-ox is not cheap at all, costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to Leave the story unfinished. The Mars barbarians will interrupt the funeral and make things less clear. Good death rites require clarity. Therefore, the solution to the problem was lots of powered

AuthorGirl
2018-08-01, 01:14 AM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten thirty slices of pizza. Now It was dead. How sad. A funeral for the moon-ox is not cheap at all, costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to Leave the story unfinished. The Mars barbarians will interrupt the funeral and make things less clear. Good death rites require clarity. Therefore, the solution to the problem was lots of powered barbarian repellent around the coffin.

The-lost-Byte
2018-08-01, 01:25 AM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten thirty slices of pizza. Now It was dead. How sad. A funeral for the moon-ox is not cheap at all, costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to Leave the story unfinished. The Mars barbarians will interrupt the funeral and make things less clear. Good death rites require clarity. Therefore, the solution to the problem was lots of powered barbarian repellent around the coffin. Hopefully, they don't have colds.

Some Android
2018-08-01, 05:55 PM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten thirty slices of pizza. Now It was dead. How sad. A funeral for the moon-ox is not cheap at all, costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to Leave the story unfinished. The Mars barbarians will interrupt the funeral and make things less clear. Good death rites require clarity. Therefore, the solution to the problem was lots of powered barbarian repellent around the coffin. Hopefully, they don't have colds.

Somebody then entered the room.

jwhouk
2018-08-02, 02:12 PM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten thirty slices of pizza. Now It was dead. How sad. A funeral for the moon-ox is not cheap at all, costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to Leave the story unfinished. The Mars barbarians will interrupt the funeral and make things less clear. Good death rites require clarity. Therefore, the solution to the problem was lots of powered barbarian repellent around the coffin. Hopefully, they don't have colds.

Somebody then entered the room. "Hello there Mr. Gates," was

Bob_McSurly
2018-08-06, 07:28 PM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten thirty slices of pizza. Now It was dead. How sad. A funeral for the moon-ox is not cheap at all, costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to Leave the story unfinished. The Mars barbarians will interrupt the funeral and make things less clear. Good death rites require clarity. Therefore, the solution to the problem was lots of powered barbarian repellent around the coffin. Hopefully, they don't have colds.

Somebody then entered the room. "Hello there Mr. Gates," was all she said, before she

Celticbear
2018-08-10, 02:50 PM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten thirty slices of pizza. Now It was dead. How sad. A funeral for the moon-ox is not cheap at all, costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to Leave the story unfinished. The Mars barbarians will interrupt the funeral and make things less clear. Good death rites require clarity. Therefore, the solution to the problem was lots of powered barbarian repellent around the coffin. Hopefully, they don't have colds.

Somebody then entered the room. "Hello there Mr. Gates," was all she said, before she performed an irish jig, dumbfounding

Samba Mentality
2018-09-10, 08:22 AM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten thirty slices of pizza. Now It was dead. How sad. A funeral for the moon-ox is not cheap at all, costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to Leave the story unfinished. The Mars barbarians will interrupt the funeral and make things less clear. Good death rites require clarity. Therefore, the solution to the problem was lots of powered barbarian repellent around the coffin. Hopefully, they don't have colds.

Somebody then entered the room. "Hello there Mr. Gates," was all she said, before she performed an irish jig, dumbfounding the suddenly reanimated moon ox, who

VincentTakeda
2018-09-10, 01:25 PM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten thirty slices of pizza. Now It was dead. How sad. A funeral for the moon-ox is not cheap at all, costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to Leave the story unfinished. The Mars barbarians will interrupt the funeral and make things less clear. Good death rites require clarity. Therefore, the solution to the problem was lots of powered barbarian repellent around the coffin. Hopefully, they don't have colds.

Somebody then entered the room. "Hello there Mr. Gates," was all she said, before she performed an irish jig, dumbfounding the suddenly reanimated moon ox, who, impressed by this demonstration of

Samba Mentality
2018-09-11, 01:30 PM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten thirty slices of pizza. Now It was dead. How sad. A funeral for the moon-ox is not cheap at all, costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to Leave the story unfinished. The Mars barbarians will interrupt the funeral and make things less clear. Good death rites require clarity. Therefore, the solution to the problem was lots of powered barbarian repellent around the coffin. Hopefully, they don't have colds.

Somebody then entered the room. "Hello there Mr. Gates," was all she said, before she performed an irish jig, dumbfounding the suddenly reanimated moon ox, who, impressed by this demonstration of Irish heritage, began to rapidly

Dire Moose
2018-09-11, 02:51 PM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten thirty slices of pizza. Now It was dead. How sad. A funeral for the moon-ox is not cheap at all, costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to Leave the story unfinished. The Mars barbarians will interrupt the funeral and make things less clear. Good death rites require clarity. Therefore, the solution to the problem was lots of powered barbarian repellent around the coffin. Hopefully, they don't have colds.

Somebody then entered the room. "Hello there Mr. Gates," was all she said, before she performed an irish jig, dumbfounding the suddenly reanimated moon ox, who, impressed by this demonstration of Irish heritage, began to rapidly implode the Universe. Everybody died.

Samba Mentality
2018-09-11, 03:12 PM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten thirty slices of pizza. Now It was dead. How sad. A funeral for the moon-ox is not cheap at all, costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to Leave the story unfinished. The Mars barbarians will interrupt the funeral and make things less clear. Good death rites require clarity. Therefore, the solution to the problem was lots of powered barbarian repellent around the coffin. Hopefully, they don't have colds.

Somebody then entered the room. "Hello there Mr. Gates," was all she said, before she performed an irish jig, dumbfounding the suddenly reanimated moon ox, who, impressed by this demonstration of Irish heritage, began to rapidly implode the Universe. Everybody died. The forgotten gods who survived

Vivee
2018-10-05, 11:35 AM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten thirty slices of pizza. Now It was dead. How sad. A funeral for the moon-ox is not cheap at all, costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to Leave the story unfinished. The Mars barbarians will interrupt the funeral and make things less clear. Good death rites require clarity. Therefore, the solution to the problem was lots of powered barbarian repellent around the coffin. Hopefully, they don't have colds.

Somebody then entered the room. "Hello there Mr. Gates," was all she said, before she performed an irish jig, dumbfounding the suddenly reanimated moon ox, who, impressed by this demonstration of Irish heritage, began to rapidly implode the Universe. Everybody died. The forgotten gods who survived all unanimously decided to leave

ChaoticHarmony
2018-10-21, 06:10 AM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten thirty slices of pizza. Now It was dead. How sad. A funeral for the moon-ox is not cheap at all, costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to Leave the story unfinished. The Mars barbarians will interrupt the funeral and make things less clear. Good death rites require clarity. Therefore, the solution to the problem was lots of powered barbarian repellent around the coffin. Hopefully, they don't have colds.

Somebody then entered the room. "Hello there Mr. Gates," was all she said, before she performed an irish jig, dumbfounding the suddenly reanimated moon ox, who, impressed by this demonstration of Irish heritage, began to rapidly implode the Universe. Everybody died. The forgotten gods who survived all unanimously decided to leave, but not before deciding to

Archeoaevis
2018-10-21, 08:54 AM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten thirty slices of pizza. Now It was dead. How sad. A funeral for the moon-ox is not cheap at all, costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to Leave the story unfinished. The Mars barbarians will interrupt the funeral and make things less clear. Good death rites require clarity. Therefore, the solution to the problem was lots of powered barbarian repellent around the coffin. Hopefully, they don't have colds.

Somebody then entered the room. "Hello there Mr. Gates," was all she said, before she performed an irish jig, dumbfounding the suddenly reanimated moon ox, who, impressed by this demonstration of Irish heritage, began to rapidly implode the Universe. Everybody died. The forgotten gods who survived all unanimously decided to leave, but not before deciding to play the Pathfinder 2E Playtest

Korith
2018-12-04, 11:39 AM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten thirty slices of pizza. Now It was dead. How sad. A funeral for the moon-ox is not cheap at all, costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to Leave the story unfinished. The Mars barbarians will interrupt the funeral and make things less clear. Good death rites require clarity. Therefore, the solution to the problem was lots of powered barbarian repellent around the coffin. Hopefully, they don't have colds.

Somebody then entered the room. "Hello there Mr. Gates," was all she said, before she performed an irish jig, dumbfounding the suddenly reanimated moon ox, who, impressed by this demonstration of Irish heritage, began to rapidly implode the Universe. Everybody died. The forgotten gods who survived all unanimously decided to leave, but not before deciding to play the Pathfinder 2E Playtest five words at a time

ChaoticHarmony
2018-12-08, 07:35 AM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten thirty slices of pizza. Now It was dead. How sad. A funeral for the moon-ox is not cheap at all, costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to Leave the story unfinished. The Mars barbarians will interrupt the funeral and make things less clear. Good death rites require clarity. Therefore, the solution to the problem was lots of powered barbarian repellent around the coffin. Hopefully, they don't have colds.

Somebody then entered the room. "Hello there Mr. Gates," was all she said, before she performed an irish jig, dumbfounding the suddenly reanimated moon ox, who, impressed by this demonstration of Irish heritage, began to rapidly implode the Universe. Everybody died. The forgotten gods who survived all unanimously decided to leave, but not before deciding to play the Pathfinder 2E Playtest five words at a time. And so the Story began

Dutch
2018-12-18, 10:25 PM
He asked, setting out for the hardware store on the mountain. Bob prepared for the inevitable victory he planned. Soon, Kevin from work would be joining him, bringing those delicious illegal, controversial, double bacon cheeseburgers. Everybody knows double bacon cheeseburgers can cause babies to explode, especially with extra ketchup and caesium. Kevin knew how to ride the moon-ox away from the Mars barbarians. It's unfortunate that the moon-ox had eaten thirty slices of pizza. Now It was dead. How sad. A funeral for the moon-ox is not cheap at all, costing ten thousand dollars. Cindy I am going to sleep But I'm too scared to Leave the story unfinished. The Mars barbarians will interrupt the funeral and make things less clear. Good death rites require clarity. Therefore, the solution to the problem was lots of powered barbarian repellent around the coffin. Hopefully, they don't have colds.

Somebody then entered the room. "Hello there Mr. Gates," was all she said, before she performed an irish jig, dumbfounding the suddenly reanimated moon ox, who, impressed by this demonstration of Irish heritage, began to rapidly implode the Universe. Everybody died. The forgotten gods who survived all unanimously decided to leave, but not before deciding to play the Pathfinder 2E Playtest five words at a time. And so the Story began

A hot summer wind blew