Thursdizzle Knights

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Postby Greg » May 16th, 2013, 11:55 am

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Re: Thursdizzle Knights

Postby Greg » May 16th, 2013, 11:57 am

As Seldi ran off ta tumble n' fuck wit tha other thugs n' hoes up in tha courtyard Arora turned back ta tha worn missive dat freaky freaky biatch had been reading. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Stiff, halted letterin scrawled across tha worn paper, folded n' re-folded hundredz of times over tha muthafuckin years yo. Had it straight-up been so long ago, biatch? Biatch wondered, feelin tha frown creepin across her features.
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Re: Thursdizzle Knights

Postby Greg » May 16th, 2013, 12:02 pm

Jesus I am dying here
Seek thee tha juice of Dominion,
For it shall strengthen yo thugged-out ass
Da freshly smoked up master’s crimson hand must wield/
That which can bend flame’s power/
Only when tha Mackdaddy of Sin falls/
Holdin tha weapon whoz ass slew him/
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Re: Thursdizzle Knights

Postby Greg » May 16th, 2013, 12:04 pm

Da Doomdreamers betta recognize mah wrath by tha end of this. I swear dat shit.


Unlike every last muthafuckin Dwarf dat freaky freaky biatch has eva known, Arora do not fear tha sea.


If I complained bout tha frigid cold of tha outer fane, it is only cuz I had never experienced legit heat like fuckin tha inner fane produces.
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Re: Thursdizzle Knights

Postby Dan » May 16th, 2013, 12:40 pm

That was tha 17th phattest...
Brandis took a thugged-out deep breath, feelin a cold-ass lil crunch followed by a funky-ass burnin sensation as four ribs snapped back tha fuck into position.
...the 9th fastest...
Dude took another breath, feelin a thugged-out dull, achin pain.
...the 15th toughest...
Another breath brought only a mild stiffness.
...and tha 24th ugliest snake I've eva fought.
One mo' breath n' not even tha stiffnizz remained. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! His ribs was phat as new.
Better than new. Four fucked up ribs, four lessons hustled.
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Re: Thursdizzle Knights

Postby lincoln » May 17th, 2013, 1:39 pm

“Yo ass know what tha fuck ta do,” Wrenn holla'd ta Deomin as he motioned towardz tha big-ass keg up in tha corner n' shit. Da room fell tha fuck straight-up on tha down-low as tha two playaz gazed upon tha keg. Without warnin a pimped out whirlwind picked up in tha room, tearin pictures n' maps from tha walls n' rattlin boxez of supplies on tha shelves. It slowly moved across tha room n' centered itself over tha keg. Da intensitizzle of tha wind picked up as tha temperature of tha room fuckin started ta drop. When Wrenn was able ta peep his own breath, he muttered a incantation n' raised his handz ta tha sky. A black cloud formed round tha ceiling, n' a thugged-out deluge fuckin started ta fall tha fuck into tha cyclone. As it fell, tha gin n juice froze ta tha sidez of tha keg, formin a massive ice wall round dat shit. After all dem minutez of this, tha room suddenly fell tha fuck on tha down-low n' still. Deomin cracked his neck as Wrenn stretched his thugged-out arms. Da two playaz made they way tha fuck into tha taproom.

“Yo ass be thinkin they’ll give our asses one on tha house,” Deomin axed casually.

“Yo ass forget, mah playa yo, but it ain't no stoppin cause I be still poppin'. Until tha next time jump, dis is my house,” Wrenn holla'd wit a smirk.
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Re: Thursdizzle Knights

Postby lincoln » May 17th, 2013, 1:40 pm

Screams n' alarms sounded. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka!

They must have found his muthafuckin ass.

Wrenn calmly rose from his fuckin lil' desk n' made his way ta tha door, makin shizzle ta don his dopest surprised n' trippin expression. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Dude followed tha throng of guardz as they made they way down tha hall ta tha lil' prince’s room. When he managed ta push his way all up in tha masses, tha sight inside tha room almost brought a uncontrollable smile ta his seemingly surprised face. Da pompous mackdaddy barkin ordaz ta his crazy-ass mindless servants; authoritative, fo'sho yo, but wit a hint of fear up in his bangin ranting… tha beatboxin bar maiden... tha boy… chaotic… dope.

That ought ta wipe a shitload of tha smugnizz off dem prick’s faces.

“You! Mage biaaatch! Git over here n' help make sense of what tha fuck happened!”

“Right away Yo crazy-ass Majesty,” Wrenn holla'd as his schmoooove ass calmly moved ta tha center of tha room, never breakin character n' eva grippin tha Crimson Stone Rod tightly.
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