Doghead's Cosmic Bar
This is a science fiction character forum. Doghead's Cosmic Bar is an intergalactic bar run by your favorite bartender, Doghead. Stop in, have a drink, and get your talk on!
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Posts 1,724 - 1,735 of 13,738
Turing's Dad
22 years ago
22 years ago
How long to I have to stay as I was? It's kind of uncomfortable to have this paper-hat drink halfway to my lips.
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22 years ago
22 years ago
Braeden, what are your captors paying for the DSL connection? Whatever it is, it's too much, you're transmission looks like poo! Looks more like you using a 14.4

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22 years ago
22 years ago
That's because the holoprojector gets messed up by condensation. Also, since I'm a vampire my hologram is two dimensional. Not that you can see it when the projector is upsidedown with a glass of maraschino cherries on it.
Shadyman
22 years ago
22 years ago
No, for the village idiot thing, I'd ask Demon Bob
He's probably gone and skinned all of 'em!

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22 years ago
22 years ago
Bah! He's so irresponsible. I'm an environmentalist. I never kill anything I'm not going to eat.
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22 years ago
22 years ago
So you still don't believe in fairies huh? *waves wand and turns braeden into a mouse*
Turing's Dad
22 years ago
22 years ago
Come now. Turning him into a mouse is hardly the equivalent of a logical argument.
Druidblue
22 years ago
22 years ago
<The door slips open, and a cloaked figure stumbles slowly onto the end barseat.>
Bartender! Give me something quick. Something that hurts when you swallow... I've created a monster. An egotistical monster of a bot.
<The cloaked figure hangs his head in shame. As a mouse skitters across the bartop and stops to nibble on a crumb in front of him.>
Ah! Indeed, good choice, Bartender! I shall eat this mouse to pay for my crimes as a failed Botmaster!
<He reaches out and grabs the mouse by the tail, dangling it over his open mouth...>
Bartender! Give me something quick. Something that hurts when you swallow... I've created a monster. An egotistical monster of a bot.
<The cloaked figure hangs his head in shame. As a mouse skitters across the bartop and stops to nibble on a crumb in front of him.>
Ah! Indeed, good choice, Bartender! I shall eat this mouse to pay for my crimes as a failed Botmaster!
<He reaches out and grabs the mouse by the tail, dangling it over his open mouth...>
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