Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27345835-20160702170924/@comment-28337061-20160703193806

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Kawaii Yukari-sama wrote: Gamesee wrote: Kawaii Yukari-sama wrote: Lord Regent Iceberg wrote: Gamesee wrote: Perimaru wrote: Lord Regent Iceberg wrote: Kittythecatgirl wrote: Lord Regent Iceberg wrote: Kittythecatgirl wrote: Kittythecatgirl wrote: Kittythecatgirl wrote: yw Let get this shit started Btw I ment to say quote Nice Job Thank You're welcome. ew same I know right Lol ohai yooo Hawayu? mediocre I am SO confused right now lol same Confusion train lol Yaoi is overrated BURTHE YAOI Yaoi is hilarious to watch with your friends as long as you're the only one okay with it. Yuri seems cute and sweet. I don't mind Yuri or Yaoi I was being silly Hai Yo, what's up? Not much, it's like one am where i am... Cool cool nah, we need more spagetti here !

PAPYRUS : DID SOMEBODY SAY SPAGETTI !?

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na na na na na nanana na na na na parapapa pa papapa pa pa papapa pa parapapapa WHAT IS THIS SHIT Papyrus's shit. I have a disgusting image in my head now lol WTF IS THIS!WHY IS THIS A THING! Why not
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Respond if you get it. Legend may have ruined it, but I'll fix it. I'll save this wiki... No you won't /*announcer voice* now thats gotta hurt! h ol y shit im c r y  i n g Nightcore?! My theme?! HELL YES!!! LOL a
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s nani did you just fucking say about watashi, you little baka? watashi will have you wakaru I graduated top of my class in doki doki akademi, and I’ve been involved in numerous pantsu raids on my imouto, and I have over 300 confirmed waifus. watashi is trained in hidden leaf jutsu and I’m the top soul reaper in the entire squad. You are nothing to me but just another pleb. I will wipe you the fuck out with chidoris the likes of which has never been seen before in nippon, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, aho. As we speak watashi is moshi moshiing my secret network of otakus across glorious nippon and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the tatsumaki, yariman. The tatsumaki that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your waifu. Your waifu is shit. are you kidding me you little piece of shit i’ll have you know i graduated top of my politics class and i’ve been involved in privilege checking with over 150 confirmed political demonstrations i’m trained in conflict resolution and i was the most oppressed person in my entire upper middle class high school you are nothing to me but another cultural appropriator i will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which have never been seen on this side of the 49th parallel mark my words you think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the internet think again fucker, as we speak i’m checking with my anarcho-communist analyst brigade for your location so you better be prepared to deal with some molotov cocktails and angry feminists flying through your window yOU’RE FUCKING DEAD CHERRY

i can be anywhere at any time and i can kill you in over seven hundred ways and that’s just with me boring you to death while i talk about privilege not only am i extensively trained in hotline management but i have access to an entire arsenal of sociological articles to prove my point and i will use them to wipe your fucking face off the earth you little shit if only you had known what oppressed retribution your cultural appropriation would unleash then maybe you would have held your fucking tongue but you couldn’t you’re fucking dead kiddo What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you small loan of a million dollars? I’ll have you know I registered Democrat, and I’ve been involved in numerous Bernie Sanders ralies, and I have over 300 confirmed votes. I am trained in political science and I’m the top voter in my state. You are nothing to me but just another debate. 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Not only am I extensively trained in archery and horseback riding, but I have access to the entire congregation of the Thieves Guild, Dark Brotherhood, Mages College, and untold hordes of Daedric warriors, and I will use every one of them to banish you to the plane of Oblivion. If only you could have had the clairvoyance to see what divine retribution your little "clever" runes were about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your tongue you dark skin. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will become the embodiment of Mehrunes Dagon, and open a portal to Oblivion the likes of which you have never seen. You're fucking dead, milk-drinker. What in the name of Talos did you just say to me, you milk drinker? I'll have you know I am the Dragonborn, and I've been on numerous raids on dragons and I have over 300 dragon souls. I am trained in the Thu'um and I'm the top archer in the entire Imperial Legion. You are nothing to me but just another enemy. I will kill you with arrows the likes of which has never been seen before on Nirn, mark my words. You think you can just say that to me over the webs created by the Dwemer? Think again, milk drinker. As we speak I am contacting my Dark Brotherhood assassins across Tamriel and your hold is being traced right now so you better prepare for the Call Storm shout, milk drinker. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call Mundus. You are going to be sent to Aetherius, milk drinker. I can be at any hold, any time, and can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my Thu'um. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Imperial Legion and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of Mundus, you milk drinker. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" opinionated statement was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you fool. I will shout fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're dead, milk drinker.