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unproject
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Joined: Jul 01, 2004
Location: Turkey
Posts: 2134
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| Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2005 8:30 pm |
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fukin hell, my youth is being wasted rapidly |
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Will
ubw rookie


Joined: Dec 08, 2005
Location: Half a mile from Rehab, one mile from home
Posts: 119
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| Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 12:47 am |
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Chucks snowball at Mittens for bringing up old posts
Launches one at unproject to get him to stop wasting his youth... |
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smittens
ubw newbie


Joined: Feb 24, 2005
Location: Richmond
Posts: 12
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| Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 7:23 am |
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Although here in Richmond we only have discolored slush left I'm willing to hurl the first slush/snow ball. Unbeknownst to mittins I have been waiting around the corner for him to come out and check the mail. Finally he walks outside and SMACK, right in the kisser. Hee hee hee  |
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witcheru
ubw rookie


Joined: Oct 15, 2004
Location: Erie, Pa
Posts: 188
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| Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2005 6:52 pm |
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after observing the well planned hit on mittens kisser , witcheru looks on in delight... ."well played smittens..." She then looks to Will, packs a fresh snow ball, with sloppy puppy kisses, and wings it at him....whomp!! good to see ya!!! :smt112
(Also Launches one and Unproject to get him to stop wasting his youth...lol)
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Will
ubw rookie


Joined: Dec 08, 2005
Location: Half a mile from Rehab, one mile from home
Posts: 119
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| Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2005 1:40 am |
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Using covert tactics and and a small stick made from a rotten banana and two unused Kong tickets, sneaks up being Ru with three large buckets of snow.
Using the infamous Pingu launcher, sends the buckets at Ru...
One hurtles towards ImL, narrowly misses and shoots through the windscreen of his car where Alek had been hiding on the backseat, covering him in snow.
The second zips left. Mittens is sat on the porch pickin' at his vast collection of guitar induced blisters. WHAM! A white Mittens sits on the porch picking at cold guitar induced blisters.
The third hurtles skywards...up, and up and up and up and up and up....Unproject, sitting on a cloud contemplates the meaning of something too complex for rational humans when a bucket shoots through his cloud. He notices the snow and builds a small replica of a dog. Now, the ancient theologian sits on the cloud contemplating the logic behind building a dog.
Will hurries off. In his escape doesn't see a massive ice patch and suddenly beats the world speed record for hurrying as the ice catapults him straight through three houses, seven buses and a dog kennel.
Lying on his back he is visited by a glowing angel by the name of ArchAngel Britney who says he is to give birth to a new saviour...a 700ib baby elephant called Moog.  |
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witcheru
ubw rookie


Joined: Oct 15, 2004
Location: Erie, Pa
Posts: 188
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| Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2005 6:51 pm |
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Will, your are the most killerist snowball fight narrator...ever!!!Well played!!!  |
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Will
ubw rookie


Joined: Dec 08, 2005
Location: Half a mile from Rehab, one mile from home
Posts: 119
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| Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 12:55 pm |
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While Ru is passing out accolades Will sneaks up and quickly builds a snowman with two coals as eyes, a carrot for a nose and a cucumber and two red peppers for ***************, then shouts: I did it! I did it!
Slowly sneaking round the barracades and catches ImL getting personal with Fruity Loops. Rolling up a large snowball, takes aim.
SPLAT! ~oh shit~Will runs for his measley life as from behind ImL's PC steps Soulfish with the Brighton brigade armed to the teeth with heat-seeking snowballs. |
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ImL
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Joined: Jun 25, 2004
Location: New Zealand
Posts: 1885
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| Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2005 5:43 am |
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"These heat seeking balls will wreck havoc," the brigade repeatedly chanted in unison. The chant-drone was too much for Ru and Unproject who were temporarily mesmerised.
Will unleashed snow cubes at the mesmerised while ImL kicked the fruity in the loops and Soulfish's troops advanced. Bees could be heard from afar and the heat-seeking snowballs were launched toward Unproject who was wasting his youth to new levels. Bother said he. |
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deltarain
ubw rookie


Joined: Aug 18, 2005
Location: In my room, listening to loud music, playing guitar.
Posts: 132
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| Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2005 11:05 pm |
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Sneaks up behind Will, waits for moment before peppering with small snowballs with petit pebbles inside to allow for the rest of us being able to take a crack at being creative. Finds off color snow (can anyone take a gander at what color?) and contemplates throwing it before waltzing off behind a tree to avoid being hit. |
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haggisthebadger
ubw rookie


Joined: Jul 17, 2005
Location: NORWICH ENGLAND
Posts: 93
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| Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2005 12:17 pm |
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sits down looking....looking...looking....hmmmm.
Then gets up and leaves quietly. |
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Will
ubw rookie


Joined: Dec 08, 2005
Location: Half a mile from Rehab, one mile from home
Posts: 119
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| Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2005 6:07 pm |
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Armed only with Fruity Loops, a mars bar and three salamander called Bo, and running away from all the snowballs, Will sits quietly behind a tree and opens the Great Book Of Witcher Creek and turns to the spell page.
On that page he finds a small, but useful spell to turn carrots into confused Lesbians. While browsing the spell and pondering where he could find a stray pubic hair from Roseanne Barr, a large, steaming ball of snow lands on his head. The smell reminded him that the toilet needed unblocking.
Knowing that Deltatrain had been following around a stray dog all day, it had to be him...the shite....Carefully, so not to pierce his bum on nettles, Will took a a slow, longing dump in the snow. Using the salamander to mix it in with the white stuff, he picks it up and takes aim...
Bugger...everyone had gone...not a sign..not a darn shadow...where the hell?
From off to his right the sound of sweet music...is that...Oh No...Anything but that...
Will dropped to his knees, for the almighty god of Trance had descended from the stars. Unproject, dressed in a rather skimpy outfit, with the words "I'm horny" tatooed across his chest approached the terrified Will and silently handed him a magical snowball.
"Take aim, oh weak one of the puddled Isle" He said.
"At what?!" Thinking that the glorious being had lossed his eternal cells somewhere inbetween trips to the bathroom.
"You'll see." Was the beaming answer.
Taking a deep breath, Will launches the snowball and suddenly it explodes about fifty feet in the air, from the snowball drifts small, wrapped presents...and a red sliegh, several dead reindeer and a fat man in a red suit looking very pissed off....
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unproject
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Joined: Jul 01, 2004
Location: Turkey
Posts: 2134
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| Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2005 4:04 am |
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^ that is some phat ass shit. you da man, will  |
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witcheru
ubw rookie


Joined: Oct 15, 2004
Location: Erie, Pa
Posts: 188
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| Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2006 8:45 am |
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Standing on the top of the hill, admiring the patchwork quilt of yellow green and crimson red , a crisp steady wind blows through witcheru's hair. She slowly lifts her head to the heavens, breathes the sweet cold air deep inside, letting it linger for a moment, then releases it , in a slow steady stream... letting her gaze once again return to the neon glory. She tugs gently at her coat, wraping in snuggly , to warm the bones once more..."I'ts coming.." she whispers... "So let it begin........"
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