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Hope everyone had a diabolical Christmas!
Anyways pardon my delay in announcing this, our meeting is going to take place on Sunday the 8th of January 2012. The scheduled time for now will be at 20:00 GMT (For those of you not in this time zone, that will be at either 21:00 GMT+1, 3:00p.m. EST, 2:00 p.m. Central, 11:00 a.m. Pacific).
That is all for now.
Anyways pardon my delay in announcing this, our meeting is going to take place on Sunday the 8th of January 2012. The scheduled time for now will be at 20:00 GMT (For those of you not in this time zone, that will be at either 21:00 GMT+1, 3:00p.m. EST, 2:00 p.m. Central, 11:00 a.m. Pacific).
That is all for now.
30-Dec-2011 01:52:32
I have made your thread public Wayne
Now then I will have to find some time later today to read it!
*Bump*
Now then I will have to find some time later today to read it!
*Bump*
07-Jan-2012 14:04:54
Meeting is now at 19:00 GMT, be there or be square!
*Gets out mathematical torturing instrument.*
*Gets out mathematical torturing instrument.*
07-Jan-2012 20:38:51
The diabolical Emperor Hevletian sat on his throne, a diabolically large crown upon his diabolical head, teetering precariously.
A man approached him, an important-looking scroll in his hands, the nervous sweat upon his brow hidden behind a low hood.
"Who dares to approach His Majesty, Helvetian the Diabolical, without an apointment?" A disembodied voice thundered, followed by an evil chuckle that sent shivers down the messenger's spine.
"Err...Kabe, mi'lord, just Kabe." The messenger replied, bowing until his nose almost brushed the floor.
"So...Kabe. What news do you bring your Lord and Master?" The Diabolical One asked, linking his fingers together and staring hard at this interesting creature.
"Your minions mi'lord, they're...They're refusing to work!" The messenger was terrified now, his voice coming out in a high squeak.
"THEY WHAT!?" Helvetian exploded from his throne in a rush of action, a large cloak billowing up behind him as he strode away down the throneroom. Such disobediance must be quelled!
***
Ten score hard working Lorians stood before the Diabolical one, each covered in varying amounts of dirt, sweat and other interesting substances.
"It has come to my attention." He-Who-Is-Diabolical began.
"That you, my loyal workers, are not fulfilling the things asked of you. Would one of you please tell me why?" Helvetian said, attempting to sound sweet and kindly, but failing. Miserably.
"M-m-me, mi'lord?" A foolish Lorian replied, tentatively raising a hand into the air.
"YOU!? I DID NOT ASK YOUR OPINION, FOUL CREATURE, BEGONE!" The Dark Lord Helvetian screamed, spittle flying from his lips, a crazed expression his evil face.
He-Who-Is-Diabolical raised both arms over hid head, and a dark ball of energy former there.
"This will teach you is the most Diabolical!" Helvetian cackled, and released a bolt of dark energy, which instantly killed the Lorian.
None of the others dared to point out that Helvetian had indeed asked the Lorian's opinion.
A man approached him, an important-looking scroll in his hands, the nervous sweat upon his brow hidden behind a low hood.
"Who dares to approach His Majesty, Helvetian the Diabolical, without an apointment?" A disembodied voice thundered, followed by an evil chuckle that sent shivers down the messenger's spine.
"Err...Kabe, mi'lord, just Kabe." The messenger replied, bowing until his nose almost brushed the floor.
"So...Kabe. What news do you bring your Lord and Master?" The Diabolical One asked, linking his fingers together and staring hard at this interesting creature.
"Your minions mi'lord, they're...They're refusing to work!" The messenger was terrified now, his voice coming out in a high squeak.
"THEY WHAT!?" Helvetian exploded from his throne in a rush of action, a large cloak billowing up behind him as he strode away down the throneroom. Such disobediance must be quelled!
***
Ten score hard working Lorians stood before the Diabolical one, each covered in varying amounts of dirt, sweat and other interesting substances.
"It has come to my attention." He-Who-Is-Diabolical began.
"That you, my loyal workers, are not fulfilling the things asked of you. Would one of you please tell me why?" Helvetian said, attempting to sound sweet and kindly, but failing. Miserably.
"M-m-me, mi'lord?" A foolish Lorian replied, tentatively raising a hand into the air.
"YOU!? I DID NOT ASK YOUR OPINION, FOUL CREATURE, BEGONE!" The Dark Lord Helvetian screamed, spittle flying from his lips, a crazed expression his evil face.
He-Who-Is-Diabolical raised both arms over hid head, and a dark ball of energy former there.
"This will teach you is the most Diabolical!" Helvetian cackled, and released a bolt of dark energy, which instantly killed the Lorian.
None of the others dared to point out that Helvetian had indeed asked the Lorian's opinion.
10-Jan-2012 19:57:28
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