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Request: I require one of the organic meatbags to allow me full access to the board

HK-47 said:


Request: Can I disembowel this meatbag now, master? It is a hobby of mine.

Let's assume I have any interest in this vapid role-playing shit. So be it: I disemboweled myself once. For fun. So, you so much as look at me funny, and I'll prevent your existence. Or maybe, if I'm particularly bored, I'll reorder your entire Frame of Reference in such a way as to render you an independently self-aware testicle. On a Saint Bernard.
 
So what I wanna know is this -- is this one of the big grown-up VTOL tin cans? Or is this one of the cute little remote-control baby tin-cans?
 
The Question said:
Or maybe, if I'm particularly bored, I'll reorder your entire Frame of Reference in such a way as to render you an independently self-aware testicle. On a Saint Bernard.

Though I applaud your desire to rid the site of crappy duals, by doing the above to Hack-47, you would effectively be creating another SaintLuci. Do we Really want that?
 
The Question said:
Let's assume I have any interest in this vapid role-playing shit. So be it: I disemboweled myself once. For fun. So, you so much as look at me funny, and I'll prevent your existence. Or maybe, if I'm particularly bored, I'll reorder your entire Frame of Reference in such a way as to render you an independently self-aware testicle. On a Saint Bernard.

Clueless: Okay, so, like, I was once owned by this senator, y'know, and, like, he was totally into bad stuff, and junk? And so, like, he had some gambling debts? Which is, like, totally so not cool? And he, like, had people sending out these totally righteous bounty hunters after him? Like, what a bummer, right? So then he, like, sent me to totally deal with them and I was all "Fer sure, boss. Whatever you say." So, like, there were two of them, and I was all "You meatbags are, like, totally boned"? And they were all, like, "We want the money, you stupid Droid!" Like, hel-lo, rude much? So, I was all, like, barf out cuz these guys were just totally grody, and I was all "Prepare to, like, die, flesh-puppies." And they were all, like, totally not buying it, and they were all "No way." And I was like, "Way." And they were all, like, "No way. We could take you." And I was like, "Like, I am so sure. Like, omigawd, I've got this, like, mega huge blaster rifle, and if you don't, like, leave right now, I'm gonna, like, totally blow your heads off." And they were, like, "Okay, we're outta here." So I was all, like, "That's super-super awesome. Thanks, guys, you rule." Like, can you imagine? I mean, the nerve of those guys, like, trying to put me out of a job. Like, it was grody to the max! Gag me with a spoon! Like, omigawd, I am so sure! So step off, bizzatch. I'll pimp slap you with this here titanium back hand into the middle of next week, kay? *shhhnap*
 
HK-47 said:

Clueless: Okay, so, like, I was once owned by this senator, y'know, and, like, he was totally into bad stuff, and junk? And so, like, he had some gambling debts? Which is, like, totally so not cool? And he, like, had people sending out these totally righteous bounty hunters after him? Like, what a bummer, right? So then he, like, sent me to totally deal with them and I was all "Fer sure, boss. Whatever you say." So, like, there were two of them, and I was all "You meatbags are, like, totally boned"? And they were all, like, "We want the money, you stupid Droid!" Like, hel-lo, rude much? So, I was all, like, barf out cuz these guys were just totally grody, and I was all "Prepare to, like, die, flesh-puppies." And they were all, like, totally not buying it, and they were all "No way." And I was like, "Way." And they were all, like, "No way. We could take you." And I was like, "Like, I am so sure. Like, omigawd, I've got this, like, mega huge blaster rifle, and if you don't, like, leave right now, I'm gonna, like, totally blow your heads off." And they were, like, "Okay, we're outta here." So I was all, like, "That's super-super awesome. Thanks, guys, you rule." Like, can you imagine? I mean, the nerve of those guys, like, trying to put me out of a job. Like, it was grody to the max! Gag me with a spoon! Like, omigawd, I am so sure! So step off, bizzatch. I'll pimp slap you with this here titanium back hand into the middle of next week, kay? *shhhnap*

THAT'S NOT AN HK-47! IT'S GUS THE FAG BOT!!

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Yep... no avatars until you've posted a certain number. Hambil would fix that if he could figure it out without crashing his site. He's currently thumbing through the help files.

Perhaps your binary brain could help his missing one, and keep this site running for more than a two-hour stretch?
 
HK-47 said:
Oganic detection: HK-50 organic meatbag in disguise. Ssgt Sniper -- Verified.
Statement: Perhaps you should get your sensors re-aligned, you walking hobby kit.

Statement: Though it's not so surprising, considering how many times you've been blown up and reassembled.
 
Sarek said:
THAT'S NOT AN HK-47! IT'S GUS THE FAG BOT!!

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Commentary: The black droid of the family. I have sent his fruity steel wire scarfs he insists on sending back to sender for the third year in a row. A pitiful excuse for an assasin droid.
 
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