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Predators and Prey

Thrashy

Пу́тин — хуйло́! Слава Україні! FckNzs.
*Looks through the telescope*
First mate 'Captain, I though you were looking for booty.
Me 'That I be'
First mate 'But Captain, you're just watching that volleyball team on the beach...'
Me 'AYE!'
:D


*frees from the tickling, bends the fox over and gives what a fox deserves: a firm spanking!* :p
 

Thrashy

Пу́тин — хуйло́! Слава Україні! FckNzs.
After all of your betrayals, I can not be good.
This is a forum game, don't take that too serious :)

Besides, I didn't see where I (seriously) promised to switch sides...
At least not as a skunk
 

Thrashy

Пу́тин — хуйло́! Слава Україні! FckNzs.

metatherat

Really ratty rat
(I had no time for the game, so I wrote myself out of it :p)

*sighs* I honestly have no idea what I was thinking, initially picking sides in this thing. Call me when you start simply fighting between preds and prey again, without all of this meaningless extra baggage. I'll be more than happy to kick some predator butt then! >:I

From now on, I plan to focus on what is truly important. One: being prey! Two: being a rat! Three: rat transformations! In fact, from now on I will solve every problem I encounter with rat transformation! Predator about to eat me? RAT TRANSFORMATION. Rodents being hurt? RAT TRANSFORMATION. Toilet paper supply running low? RAT TRANSFORMATION. Toilet paper supply not even running low, ample supplies of toilet paper remain? RAT. TRANSFORMATION!!

After all of your betrayals, I can not be good.

And you! Good, hah! Don't think for one minute that I don't realize you were manipulating me! I'm not stupid. You just happened to be entirely right while you did. A rat doesn't need nations. A rat is a rat, and that is that! hey, that rhymes :3

Also... you made the handsomest rat everrr. I love you. Let's turn you back into one and smell each others' musky bodies and hold paws furever. eeeheeee! ahem. :oops:
 

Arishipshape

TFed Ex-Knight
A letter to Queen @Skittles...

This letter is to inform you of the status of my quest.
I set off on foot... The going was slow, as I've still not found a knightly steed. Of course, this didn't stop me. The sun and clouds rolled by me as I toiled tirelessly forward. The scent of fresh air, the wind blowing my fake beard, it was beautiful. Almost enough to cease to consider my disgraced status. Eventually, I hungered and thirsted for victuals.
I came upon a village, and I sat down in the tavern. Everyone looked at me funny. You know, cause human. I pushed through the social awkwardness and purchased my vittles. Truly, you pay me well. I tipped a large sum and asked for details about the acorn grail's whereabouts. Everyone laughed at me, to my great confusion, but I pushed on and insisted. The denizens told me that the acorn grail was currently in the possession of the town's mayor! Confident that with enough money (and perhaps a threat) I'd be able to acquire the grail, I stormed the mayor's mansion. Unfortunately, the mayor didn't want to part with his precious grail so easily. It was the only thing keeping him in power over the poor, naive town. But then, I knew too much! The mayor ordered me executed and the grail relocated. I made my daring escape out the window, dodging flurries of crossbow bolts with an almost perfect success rate. I hid in the shrubbery and watched the mayor's servants take the grail to the silver mines east of the village. I followed. I waited for night to fall and made my move to take the grail so unjustly stolen. But the mayor was ready for me. I fell right into his trap. Literally. A net descended upon me as soon as I set foot in the mine, and I was stuck. Or so it appeared. The mayor revealed himself to gloat, regaling me with all the details of past grail theft attempts, and how all of the previous thiefs now suffered in his secret dungeon. I pretended to be scared, but while he monologued I secretly cut the ropes to the net binding me. Right before the mayor shot me, I sprung free, threw my spear with perfect accuracy, and disarmed him! He tripped me and ran into the mine to escape with his grail, but I was in hot pursuit. What awaited me was yet another trap. Explosives were rigged all around the mining scaffolding. He hit the button and laughed at my demise... But when I fell, I clung to the rock wall with my gloves and boots. I climbed up, snuck behind him and tried to take the grail. It was an epic hand-to-paw battle... but neither of us were successful. I removed the grail from his hands... and it fell into the newly exploded chasm. I barely escaped with my life.
The grail is lost. The quest is over. I've failed.
Of course, I also saved a town from the scourge of an evil mayor lording a holy artifact over them. Honor restored!
 

Arishipshape

TFed Ex-Knight
From now on, I plan to focus on what is truly important. One: being prey! Two: being a rat! Three: rat transformations! In fact, from now on I will solve every problem I encounter with rat transformation! Predator about to eat me? RAT TRANSFORMATION. Rodents being hurt? RAT TRANSFORMATION. Toilet paper supply running low? RAT TRANSFORMATION. Toilet paper supply not even running low, ample supplies of toilet paper remain? RAT. TRANSFORMATION!!
*files for a restraining order to keep you 100 feet away from me at all times*
Look, it's nothing personal.
 

Thrashy

Пу́тин — хуйло́! Слава Україні! FckNzs.
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Thrashy

Пу́тин — хуйло́! Слава Україні! FckNzs.
A letter to Queen @Skittles...

This letter is to inform you of the status of my quest.
I set off on foot... The going was slow, as I've still not found a knightly steed. Of course, this didn't stop me. The sun and clouds rolled by me as I toiled tirelessly forward. The scent of fresh air, the wind blowing my fake beard, it was beautiful. Almost enough to cease to consider my disgraced status. Eventually, I hungered and thirsted for victuals.
I came upon a village, and I sat down in the tavern. Everyone looked at me funny. You know, cause human. I pushed through the social awkwardness and purchased my vittles. Truly, you pay me well. I tipped a large sum and asked for details about the acorn grail's whereabouts. Everyone laughed at me, to my great confusion, but I pushed on and insisted. The denizens told me that the acorn grail was currently in the possession of the town's mayor! Confident that with enough money (and perhaps a threat) I'd be able to acquire the grail, I stormed the mayor's mansion. Unfortunately, the mayor didn't want to part with his precious grail so easily. It was the only thing keeping him in power over the poor, naive town. But then, I knew too much! The mayor ordered me executed and the grail relocated. I made my daring escape out the window, dodging flurries of crossbow bolts with an almost perfect success rate. I hid in the shrubbery and watched the mayor's servants take the grail to the silver mines east of the village. I followed. I waited for night to fall and made my move to take the grail so unjustly stolen. But the mayor was ready for me. I fell right into his trap. Literally. A net descended upon me as soon as I set foot in the mine, and I was stuck. Or so it appeared. The mayor revealed himself to gloat, regaling me with all the details of past grail theft attempts, and how all of the previous thiefs now suffered in his secret dungeon. I pretended to be scared, but while he monologued I secretly cut the ropes to the net binding me. Right before the mayor shot me, I sprung free, threw my spear with perfect accuracy, and disarmed him! He tripped me and ran into the mine to escape with his grail, but I was in hot pursuit. What awaited me was yet another trap. Explosives were rigged all around the mining scaffolding. He hit the button and laughed at my demise... But when I fell, I clung to the rock wall with my gloves and boots. I climbed up, snuck behind him and tried to take the grail. It was an epic hand-to-paw battle... but neither of us were successful. I removed the grail from his hands... and it fell into the newly exploded chasm. I barely escaped with my life.
The grail is lost. The quest is over. I've failed.
Of course, I also saved a town from the scourge of an evil mayor lording a holy artifact over them. Honor restored!
Aww that's a nice story! Well written :)
 

Thrashy

Пу́тин — хуйло́! Слава Україні! FckNzs.
And @Thrashy didn't even accept my forgiveness.
I'm honestly pondering right know if you're really mad at me (IRL) or still doing the usual stuff we do here. Because at this time I can't tell anymore!
 

Thrashy

Пу́тин — хуйло́! Слава Україні! FckNzs.

Pygmepatl

Spotted Skunk
And you! Good, hah! Don't think for one minute that I don't realize you were manipulating me! I'm not stupid. You just happened to be entirely right while you did. A rat doesn't need nations. A rat is a rat, and that is that! hey, that rhymes :3
That was not directed at you.

I do not manipulate, I love.

Also... you made the handsomest rat everrr. I love you. Let's turn you back into one and smell each others' musky bodies and hold paws furever. eeeheeee! ahem. :oops:
Awwwwww!!! Thank you so much!!!

I would love to do that with you!!!

I love you!!!
 

metatherat

Really ratty rat
Oh, that wasn't meant to be there anymore xD
(A post I didn't wanna make).
But i won't stay for too long anyways. But for the moment I will :)

Yayy! :3

That was not directed at you.

I do not manipulate, I love.

Hehehe. I see right through you...

Awwwwww!!! Thank you so much!!!

I would love to do that with you!!!

I love you!!!

Wh- really?! Ok then! *gives RAT TRANSFORMATION POTION* Hehe. What's the plan now? ;)
 

TR273

Pirate Fox Mom
A letter to Queen @Skittles...

This letter is to inform you of the status of my quest.
I set off on foot... The going was slow, as I've still not found a knightly steed. Of course, this didn't stop me. The sun and clouds rolled by me as I toiled tirelessly forward. The scent of fresh air, the wind blowing my fake beard, it was beautiful. Almost enough to cease to consider my disgraced status. Eventually, I hungered and thirsted for victuals.
I came upon a village, and I sat down in the tavern. Everyone looked at me funny. You know, cause human. I pushed through the social awkwardness and purchased my vittles. Truly, you pay me well. I tipped a large sum and asked for details about the acorn grail's whereabouts. Everyone laughed at me, to my great confusion, but I pushed on and insisted. The denizens told me that the acorn grail was currently in the possession of the town's mayor! Confident that with enough money (and perhaps a threat) I'd be able to acquire the grail, I stormed the mayor's mansion. Unfortunately, the mayor didn't want to part with his precious grail so easily. It was the only thing keeping him in power over the poor, naive town. But then, I knew too much! The mayor ordered me executed and the grail relocated. I made my daring escape out the window, dodging flurries of crossbow bolts with an almost perfect success rate. I hid in the shrubbery and watched the mayor's servants take the grail to the silver mines east of the village. I followed. I waited for night to fall and made my move to take the grail so unjustly stolen. But the mayor was ready for me. I fell right into his trap. Literally. A net descended upon me as soon as I set foot in the mine, and I was stuck. Or so it appeared. The mayor revealed himself to gloat, regaling me with all the details of past grail theft attempts, and how all of the previous thiefs now suffered in his secret dungeon. I pretended to be scared, but while he monologued I secretly cut the ropes to the net binding me. Right before the mayor shot me, I sprung free, threw my spear with perfect accuracy, and disarmed him! He tripped me and ran into the mine to escape with his grail, but I was in hot pursuit. What awaited me was yet another trap. Explosives were rigged all around the mining scaffolding. He hit the button and laughed at my demise... But when I fell, I clung to the rock wall with my gloves and boots. I climbed up, snuck behind him and tried to take the grail. It was an epic hand-to-paw battle... but neither of us were successful. I removed the grail from his hands... and it fell into the newly exploded chasm. I barely escaped with my life.
The grail is lost. The quest is over. I've failed.
Of course, I also saved a town from the scourge of an evil mayor lording a holy artifact over them. Honor restored!
It is a good story.
:)
 
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