[satanworship] Re: 28 milliseconds later

  • From: Gavin Walker <gavinw@xxxxxxxxxx>
  • To: satanworship@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
  • Date: Sun, 28 Sep 2014 16:18:39 +1300

Square on my Mac, a turd on the PC. Accurately enough.

So, is everyone else dead then? Dead are they? Dead?



On 2014/09/28, at 2:36 PM, Jason Proctor wrote:

> came through here as a square :-)
> 
> 
> On Sat, Sep 27, 2014 at 2:33 PM, Roger Nolan <rog@xxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
> I think it was the first time I've ever managed to use an emoji correctly.
> 
> Cheers
> Rog
> 
> On 27 Sep 2014, at 18:05, Jason Proctor <jason@xxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
> 
>> was that an emoticon summing up the situation?
>> 
>> 
>> On Sat, Sep 27, 2014 at 12:14 AM, Roger Nolan <rog@xxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
>> ๐Ÿ’ฉ
>> 
>> > On 27 Sep 2014, at 04:20, Eddie Marsden-Jones 
>> > <eddiemarsdenjones@xxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
>> >
>> > So is it too tight for scythes now? Are we talking fisticuffs?
>> >
>> >> On 26 Sep 2014, at 23:48, Jason Proctor <jason@xxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
>> >>
>> >> Arfa and Chump take up their positions on the edge of the pit, and 
>> >> arrange their stances as their scythe teachers once told them, long ago. 
>> >> after a nod to each other, they raise their weapons.
>> >>
>> >> almost as one, the scythes sweep viciously downward and cleanly sever the 
>> >> spinal cords of the two closest skeletons. the teachers advised them to 
>> >> keep their eye on the target, rather than watch the follow-through, and 
>> >> this turns out to be most satisfying, as the heads simultaneously jump 
>> >> vertically to almost exactly Arfa and Chump eye-height.
>> >>
>> >> the thrill of the triumph is brief, however, as at the very moment of 
>> >> contact between the scythes and their targets, the skeleton horde springs 
>> >> to life with mechanical rapidity. by the time the severed heads and the 
>> >> heroes begin the downward path from the zeniths of their trajectory and 
>> >> their triumph respectively, said heroes are mobbed by the first row of 
>> >> cadavers.
>> >>
>> >> Arfa and Chump are bowled over by a sea of grabbing, biting, tearing dead 
>> >> humanity. they try to drag themselves away, but only a second after the 
>> >> first wave, the second line of skeletons hits, flailing with rusty 
>> >> weapons plucked from the pit floor.
>> >>
>> >> the third and subsequent waves flow around the melee and head for Splut, 
>> >> who heroically makes his Bottle Out roll and flees back up the passage.
>> >
>> >
>> 
>> 
> 


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