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boomgosthedino wrote...
andybuiadh wrote...
Keynes.
Left or right?
Right.
Cookies or pie?
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Modifié par Seagloom, 15 décembre 2009 - 11:28 .
Jolly Jenkins wrote...
Too much
Dog or Cat?
Modifié par boomgosthedino, 16 décembre 2009 - 02:14 .
“You know what the difference between me and you really is? You look out there and see a horde of evil, brain eating zombies. I look out there and see a target rich environment.” -Dillis D. Freeman Jr. 11/2/2001
Monster Hunter International
Chapter 1
On one otherwise normal Tuesday evening I had the chance to live the American dream. I was able to throw my incompetent jackass of a boss from a fourteenth-story window.
Now, I didn’t just wake up that morning and decide that I was going to kill my boss with my bare hands. It really was much more complicated than that. In my life up to that point I would never have even considered something that sounded so crazy. I was just a normal guy, a working stiff. Heck, I was an accountant. It doesn’t get much more mundane than that.
That one screwed-up event changed my life. Little did I realize that turning my boss into sidewalk pizza would have so many bizarre consequences. Well, technically, he did not actually hit the sidewalk. He landed on the roof of a double-parked Lincoln Navigator, but I digress.
My name is Owen Zastava Pitt and this is my story.
Monza Murcatto, the Snake of Talins and the Butcher of Caprile, is the most feared and efficient mercenary general in Grand Duke Orso's army. Her many victories have made her famous in Talins and infamous in the rest of Styria and beyond. So much so that her employer fears that her sight might be set on his own throne. Betrayed by her closest allies, Murcatto is stabbed to death and thrown down a mountain for good measure. Somehow, she barely survives and lives another day, her desire for vengeance the only thing allowing her to cling to life as her body slowly heals, leaving her hobbled and scarred for the rest of her days. With revenge the only thing left for her to live for, Monza Murcatto will give new meaning to the adage «Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.» Seven men were there when she was betrayed and thrown off that terrace. Seven men she counted among her friends and allies. Seven men who must now pay the price and die by her hand.
Ravenshrike wrote...
Kiss
Owen Zastava Pitt“You know what the difference between me and you really is? You look out there and see a horde of evil, brain eating zombies. I look out there and see a target rich environment.” -Dillis D. Freeman Jr. 11/2/2001
Monster Hunter International
Chapter 1
On one otherwise normal Tuesday evening I had the chance to live the American dream. I was able to throw my incompetent jackass of a boss from a fourteenth-story window.
Now, I didn’t just wake up that morning and decide that I was going to kill my boss with my bare hands. It really was much more complicated than that. In my life up to that point I would never have even considered something that sounded so crazy. I was just a normal guy, a working stiff. Heck, I was an accountant. It doesn’t get much more mundane than that.
That one screwed-up event changed my life. Little did I realize that turning my boss into sidewalk pizza would have so many bizarre consequences. Well, technically, he did not actually hit the sidewalk. He landed on the roof of a double-parked Lincoln Navigator, but I digress.
My name is Owen Zastava Pitt and this is my story.
or
Monza MurcattoMonza Murcatto, the Snake of Talins and the Butcher of Caprile, is the most feared and efficient mercenary general in Grand Duke Orso's army. Her many victories have made her famous in Talins and infamous in the rest of Styria and beyond. So much so that her employer fears that her sight might be set on his own throne. Betrayed by her closest allies, Murcatto is stabbed to death and thrown down a mountain for good measure. Somehow, she barely survives and lives another day, her desire for vengeance the only thing allowing her to cling to life as her body slowly heals, leaving her hobbled and scarred for the rest of her days. With revenge the only thing left for her to live for, Monza Murcatto will give new meaning to the adage «Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.» Seven men were there when she was betrayed and thrown off that terrace. Seven men she counted among her friends and allies. Seven men who must now pay the price and die by her hand.
andybuiadh wrote...
Hmmm...
I don't have a motorcycle, so car for me.
Wealth or happiness?
Modifié par boomgosthedino, 16 décembre 2009 - 08:55 .
(and maybe add some claws while we're at it? And grow sideburns?)
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