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Re: Fun corner

Postby dakku » Mon Jul 25, 2011 4:04 pm

Nu ma prind de aluzia cu ursu'.

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Re: Fun corner

Postby RayzaN » Mon Jul 25, 2011 4:07 pm

dakku wrote:Nu ma prind de aluzia cu ursu'.


Facea aluzie la tine

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Postby dakku » Mon Jul 25, 2011 5:34 pm

RayzaN wrote:
dakku wrote:Nu ma prind de aluzia cu ursu'.


Facea aluzie la tine


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Re: Fun corner

Postby Swifty » Tue Jul 26, 2011 11:13 pm

The result of Blaga being the Lead Designer of WoW



Chapter 1,

or "How God made the WOW in spite of his best efforts not to."





Once upon a time, after the wind, after the snow, the great God of the WOW was sitting high up on his cloud. The great God of the WOW, as he liked to call himself, was lazy. Very lazy. So @#%^ing lazy that if his cloud was on fire, he'd see it as a good opportunity to light his joint. As you might have guessed it by now, the great God of the WOW was a pot-head. But he wasn't just an ordinary eat-pizza-while-watching-re-runs-of-the-simpsons-pot-head. Oh no, the great God of the WOW made Bob Marley look like a passive smoker. The great God of the WOW would wake up in the morning, roll his first mega-joint of pure, chemically-enhanced supa-weed, and sing out loud "I smoke two-joints in the morning, I na na na na na..." He would not sing the rest of the song, however, since he couldn't remember the lyrics, and was already feeling a bit peckish.



It was during one of those mornings, whilst opening his fridge to find some munchies, that the great God of the WOW got a call on his mobile. "Yipee", he thought, "the ice-scream van!". He looked down from his cloud, but couldn't see a van. After a solid 10 minutes staring at the shape of the cloud and wandering whether it looked more like a camel or crushed packet of cigarette, he got distracted by this non-stop ringing and vibrating. "Hold on", he said to himself, "this is either a vibrator-shaped alarm-clock, or someone is trying to call me." He gathered all his strengths, reached for his pocket, and pulled out his "Pizza-ordering-device". Slowly, he opened it, and put it against his ear.



- "Pizza?" said the great God of the WOW

- "No, dumb-ass, its not the pizza-man, its the God of Earth!! Tremble before me!!!"



- "Pizza?" whispered the great God of the WOW, hoping what he heard was just the voices in his head.

- "Listen Marvin, the Council of the Gods is starting in 15 minutes. Can you make it?"



The great God of the WOW could not believe his ears. No one had called him Marvin since he had left his mum's basement. Back then, The Great Goddess of Time and Space had found out he was sniffing deodorant, and had kicked him out. This name brought back lots of horrible memories he had tried to suppress by smoking super-uber-weed all day.



- "I'm listening...", mumbled the great God of the WOW.

- "Listening to what? Didn't you hear what I just said?" screamed the angry God of Earth.

- "Hum... yeah, I kinda did, but... Could you repeat it just to make sure?"

- "You stupid lazy-no-good-drug-addict! You are a disgrace to all the Gods that ever existed, even the crappy Roman Gods that just copy-pasted the Greek Gods!! Now get your ass to the Council in 15 minutes sharp or I put forward a motion to send you to rehab!!"



The God of Earth hung up. The great God of the WOW could not believed how cool that long beeeeep sounded, and he stayed listening to it, thinking it "This is cool, its like the echo from the Big-bang, man..." Despite that wonderful sound, he could not forget the conversation that just took place. "Damn!", he thought, "gotta find some clothes. If I turn up naked, they'll all get offended and sh*t. So... I guess I should create an earth, plant some trees, some wool, make some cows for leather, cut all that sh*t up, make some color dye, and make myself some red cow-boy boots, and nice checkered jumper, a funky baseball cap, and maybe even some shoes if I plant rubber trees. Great!!" He took some pieces of the fluffiest cloud he could find, which happened to be the one he was sitting on, and stuck it on his private bits. "That will do..." thought the great God of WOW, already exhausted by all the thoughts he had had this morning. "Now... to the Godmobile!!"



Of course, there was no such things as a "Godmobile". But the great God of WOW had always wanted to say it. He chuckled at the thought of him driving something somewhere, and teleported to the Great Big Phat Gates Council of the Gods.





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- "Well, well, well, if it isn't our non-existent druggy friend, the puny God of the WOW..." smirked the Jedi God.

- "Hi guys...", said the God of the WOW, insulted that someone called him something, though he wasn't sure what it was anymore.

- "Let me make it clear and simple", barked the Earth God, "My planet is screwed up. Too many people, too many animals, too much pollution, that bastard "Bush the XVIIth" is screwing everything up. So... You gotta take some to your planet."



All eyes expectantly turned to the God of the WOW.



- "Hum, could you maybe the repeat that? I missed some bit in the middle..." hushed the God of the WOW.



The God of Earth stood up, walked to him, grabbed him by the throat, and whispered:



- "You are nothing. You are the laziest God that ever existed. You have not built anything, you have not killed anyone, all you do is smoke weed and jerk off all day. So, jerk off, now its payback time. You're gonna take some humans, some animals, and you're gonna build them a nice little world. You're gonna take care of them until they can fend off for themselves. And you're gonna do it NOW!!!!"



Sweat started to drip from the forehead of the WOW God.



- "People? Animals? Build, take care, what the @#%^??? How? I'll never manage that, and I don't have time, you know my dog just died, and my cat, well he escaped, and, well, you know what cats are like..."

- "It is not a suggestion. It is a @#%^ing order you dumb #@%$!. Prove yourself worthy of your God status. Otherwise, it's a one way ticket to hell. Or, as you call it, rehab. Now....@#%^ off!"





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And so, the great God of the WOW wasn't feeling so great as he tried to remember all the stuff he had to do to accommodate these new creatures. It felt like a very long teleportation home. "Why me?" he kept thinking... "I never hurt anyone..." But there was only one thing the WOW God hated more than doing stuff. And that was doing stuff without his uber-weed. He sat silently on his little cloud, contemplating the vast emptiness under him. He imagined little rabbits walking around, loving humans getting drunk and watching reality TV, little birds flying high in the sky without a care in the world. It made him smile, and a tear dropped down his eye. "Emotions", thought the WOW God, "I'd forgotten all about them...".



It felt good. And for the first time since he could remember, the Great God of the WOW finally felt he had a purpose in his life. A direction. He got up, and screamed "I shall create 10,000 islands, and populate them with wildlife, and make trees, and grass, and mountains, and jungles, and snow, and make lakes, and caves, and weird-looking-peace-loving animals, and the only thing that shall rule this world will be LOOOOOOOOOOOVE!!!!!"



And so the Great God of the WOW went to work. He created the very first big island, which he called "Kalimdor" since that was the name of his imaginary dragon that visited him sometimes singing Bryan Adams songs, and on it, he made rivers, and mountains, and lakes, and jungles, and lots of cool little hills, but also some scary bits with lava and craters. He was really proud of it. Really, really proud. "Did I really said 10,000? @#%^ing hell, what an idiot. I'll just make another one, and we'll call it a day..."



So he did. But, by then, he was already knackered. So he called it "Eastern Kingdom", cos it was in the east. And he kinda just copied all the stuff he'd made in the first big island. And he said "That will do" and wiped the sweat from his forehead.



"Now, I just gotta wait for the animals and people and sh*t to arrive..."

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Re: Fun corner

Postby dakku » Wed Jul 27, 2011 3:28 pm

Wall of text hits dakku for 300k (200k overkill).

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Re: Fun corner

Postby Geo » Wed Jul 27, 2011 5:38 pm

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Re: Fun corner

Postby Swifty » Thu Jul 28, 2011 8:10 am

TL;DR

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