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Post by Tarzan Smith on Jul 9, 2013 14:58:24 GMT -5
A most felicitous midpoint in the rotation of the earth's axis to you all! This thread is where I shall post my musings on the multifarious myriad of ne'er-do-wells and nogoodniks with which I appear to have been stranded. I am currently compiling a thorough dossier detailing my initial introductions with each of these fine fellow, and strive to have a comprehensive guide to the local fauna up within a fortnight. Until then, feel free to post excited comments about my dapper new outfit. |
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Post by Joel Anderson on Jul 9, 2013 15:01:04 GMT -5
The game is a foot. Attachments:
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Post by Tarzan Smith on Jul 9, 2013 15:38:06 GMT -5
Oh, I dare say it'll be several feet before this adventure is over. Unless, of course, we're surviving in metric.
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Post by Tarzan Smith on Jul 9, 2013 19:05:09 GMT -5
Well, well.
I suspected that the charming, folksy facade of this game would shortly be stripped away to reveal a complex, multifarious tale of intrigue and peril, and it would appear that my instincts were, as always, completely right.
In such grave times, there is a call that goes out, to summon the assistance of those few stalwart individuals who stride mightily across the landscape in order to uphold truth, justice, and other virtuous pursuits.
Naturally, when I heard that Monica Culpepper, wife of famous NFL footballer Brad Culpepper, had mysteriously vanished, I knew that the universe was inexorably calling me to rise up and summon all of my deductive powers to solve this crime.
Stay tuned!
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Post by Tarzan Smith on Jul 10, 2013 2:14:36 GMT -5
07.10.2013.
2:13 AM. VICTIM NAME: Monica Culpepper AGE: 43 HAIR: Black EYES: Two OCCUPATION: MILF STATUS: Missing, presumed Dead. CRIME DETAILS: Eighteen Americans from all walks of life were summoned to Fernando de Noronha, Brazil, ostensibly to take part in some sort of contest involving free money. Seventeen arrived, and waited pensively whilst the eighteenth, Mrs. Culpepper, failed to appear. At precisely 5:30 PM, Mrs. Culpepper was declared legally dead, and was replaced by what appears to be a Pan-Asian prostitute. Dossiers on the suspects to follow.
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Post by Tarzan Smith on Jul 11, 2013 20:45:46 GMT -5
I shall post this video apropos of nothing, because of a conversation that I had with Julia, in which she attempted to compare sexual intercourse to carrot cake. Suffice it to say, when the phallic representation in the story is run through a cheese grater, the libido is significantly diminished.
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Post by Tarzan Smith on Jul 20, 2013 15:26:42 GMT -5
I would like to take this opportunity to apologize to all of you for my distinct lack of updates in this thread. I have been both physically and emotionally ill for the past week or so, and it has been difficult to muster the enthusiasm to participate in this venture to the intensity which it deserves. Following some pharmaceutical assistance I should be receiving on Monday, I should hopefully have a more rose-tinted outlook on both life and the game, and shall henceforth proceed to regale you with verbose details of my exploits.
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Post by Carlos Bernard on Jul 20, 2013 15:44:01 GMT -5
Hope you feel better buddy!
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