| Author |
Thread Statistics | Show CCP posts - 2 post(s) |
Bourbon Limoges
Maison Ceramique Limoges Chocolatiers
13
   |
Posted - 2015.03.18 03:38:21 -
[1] - Quote
I do not mean to potentially anger the Blood Raider who took no part in the Blood Raider attempt that so far appears to not have reanimated the bloody Silas Vitalia as a death dealing succubus with vampiric supernatural abilities, as foreshadowed by applicable cinematic canon, but... if the death of the slaves glorifies an Amarrian divinity, then doesn't the death of the slaves have meaning? |
Bourbon Limoges
Maison Ceramique Limoges Chocolatiers
16
|
Posted - 2015.03.18 19:05:34 -
[2] - Quote
An Obsidian Eagle Scout would never intentionally offend a Lady!
Certainly, if "succubus" is not an appropriate mythical manifestation of a beautiful dominatrix in a chain thong with a whip, then the suitably appropriate supernatural mythical entity should be substituted! The fourteenth girlfriend of my current girlfriend cycle was very fond of the Boulevard Cinediscotheque Subterraninae screenings of Vin Demme's immortal "Vitalia Regina" Cycle, filmed inside the incomparable Chateau Rouvenor catacombs.
Who in their right mind goes spelunking in a Sani Sabik catacomb without proper escort? |
Bourbon Limoges
Maison Ceramique Limoges Chocolatiers
22
|
Posted - 2015.03.23 21:02:24 -
[3] - Quote
Ashlar Vellum wrote:
What if slaves you found turned out to be of khanid, ni-kunni or amarr bloodline, what do you do with them then?
I'm going to go with: meat cleaver. |
Bourbon Limoges
Maison Ceramique Limoges Chocolatiers
22
|
Posted - 2015.03.23 22:53:08 -
[4] - Quote
Claudia Osyn wrote:Well, ****. If I knew that it would **** off god that much, I would have found a different way to pay for college.....
Hah! I told Dijon Marseilles I had seen EgoDronCam Girl #SGY1139! Ah... is this bad? Eternal damnation?
|
Bourbon Limoges
Maison Ceramique Limoges Chocolatiers
28
|
Posted - 2015.03.28 19:07:18 -
[5] - Quote
When I see people in a jet can, I think "extras!"
All those extras could become an army of fearless red kamikaziras. Visualize with me now! Its an a arid reddish sandy world and the wind is blowing. Whoooosh whooooosh! Drop ships start coming down like great big groupers out of water. The anti drop ship rail guns go into action. Whooosh! Whooosh! Explosions, baby! Explosions! The drop ships that make it down open their big ugly fish faces, and out swarm hordes of red kamikaziras, yelling and screaming and manipulating weapons in thrilling technique. They fight their way into the bunkers and we get about half an hour of glorious megadimensional surround gore. Action!
After the action, cut to the blasted entrance. A great big rectangle of sandy reddish sky framed in twisted steel hung with bodies, some of which managed to get themselves into very precarious positions before dying and fall at cinematically appropriate times. Surrounded by sky framed in twisted steel, the big bad red boss in shiny red ceramic body armor with a great big impractical red cape and a crimson electrokatana. Oppressive theme song! The big bad red boss strides through the blasted bunker up to a ring of captives.
He lifts the head captive up by the throat and says: "Where are the Thirteen Priestesses?"
This visualization was brought to you by Quafe Pale Empress Synthetic Sauterne, a sin with every sip! |
| |
|