Author Topic: Dungeons n' Dragons You cannot revive this now. REMEMBER THIS THREAD!  (Read 72760 times)

"Help you with what, exactly?" glaring at the wolfman, grabbing at his handpawthing. "This guy?" pulling at it to drag it off.
"Thank goodness damn, well now we take him down right? Ladders broken, got any ideas?"

"Is there a slanted part to this building?"

"Is there a slanted part to this building?"
"Slanted? You need medical attention."

"Slanted? You need medical attention."
"I meant slanted as in we can slide down..rrgh."
schooltime. byeee

"I meant slanted as in we can slide down..rrgh."
schooltime. byeee
"This building's flatter than a board, and rounder than Old king Harold, and that says a lot.

Bye


be incapacitated more.
You dream of waking up in a field where you are chased by werewolves. There is no way out of this, If you die in the dream you are reincarnated in front of the ravenous pack.

You dream of waking up in a field where you are chased by werewolves. There is no way out of this, If you die in the dream you are reincarnated in front of the ravenous pack.

oh god nooo

find silver

do it cigarettet

this confuses me


oh god nooo

find silver

do it cigarettet
There is nothing in this dream. In this dream you are completely naked. All your "parts" are showing. And a ravenous pack of wolves tear you limb by limb in a sunny field.
You are Helpless
You feel as if you want to succumb but you resist.

AAAAAAAA

WHY AM I NAKED

AND WHY ARE THEY ATTACKING ME

AAAAAAAA

AAAAAAAA

WHY AM I NAKED

AND WHY ARE THEY ATTACKING ME

AAAAAAAA
You know you are in a dream. You are completely lucid during the entire process. You feel every tear, every bite, every limb torn. You cannot stop this, and you have been experiencing this ever since. Pain, pain clouds you and immolates you, however you are helpless at it's grasp. You wish for the icy cold finger of death more than any sane man can. You prefer death over the searing pain.


Fight back aaaaa
In your next incarnation you attempt to fight them off, however, as you attempt to land your punch it gets lopped off. That is not the only thing lopped off, as you can feel something from down under missing too. The wolves seem to be enjoying this. THeir demented smiles through serrated teeth chill you to the bone.