Stormpsych

No, I'm thinking about layers of whipped cream.

TPBM is wondering why I would be thinking of that.

You have hunger pains from the infestation devouring your intestinal lining and making transdimensional interfaces into visual companions while enjoying pickles soaked in prune extract overnight betwixt thousands upon thousands of gleaming spectacles vomiting extremely vile copious bile onto unsuspecting sentient cockroaches, which oddly feels like a hot roast beef/salmon entering a very cavernous mouth, and stimulates frenzied ferrets in perpetual, harmonized, synchronized, and, ironically, disproportionate proportions of reefer and cheese mixed with stuffed olives -- you idiot who was eating itself while dancing with wolves wearing orange see-thru sarongs covered in artificial chocolate cockroaches squished between monogamous

The sheer lack of traffic at 3AM when you're in a hurry...

When you look out the window of the bar at sunset and the sky colour makes you think "When did I go into in Pocket D!?!"

You have hunger pains from the infestation devouring your intestinal lining and making transdimensional interfaces into visual companions while enjoying pickles soaked in prune extract overnight betwixt thousands upon thousands of gleaming spectacles vomiting extremely vile copious bile onto unsuspecting sentient cockroaches, which oddly feels like a hot roast beef/salmon entering a very cavernous mouth, and stimulates frenzied ferrets in perpetual, harmonized, synchronized, and, ironically, disproportionate proportions of cheese mixed with stuffed olives -- you idiot who was eating itself while dancing with wolves wearing orange

"Long time RPer"
"You have Roleplayed until you couldn't Roleplay any more, and then Roleplayed even longer."

Granted for ignoring the outside world for a lengthy period of time (25 hours in a single block), including not doing things like going to the bathroom, eating, or sleeping - and in that time, you have not gained a single level.

You have hunger pains from the infestation devouring your intestinal lining and making transdimensional interfaces into visual companions while enjoying pickles soaked in prune extract overnight betwixt thousands upon thousands of gleaming spectacles vomiting extremely vile copious bile onto unsuspecting sentient cockroaches, which oddly feels like a hot roast beef/salmon entering a very cavernous mouth, and stimulates frenzied ferrets in perpetual, harmonized, synchronized, and, ironically, disproportionate proportions of reefer and cheese mixed with stuffed olives -- you idiot who was eating itself while dancing

Go Go Gadget Gazebo!

I don't know if anyone's even mentioned it, but I wouldn't be surprised if after the event there's a wedding video of the wedding event put up for those who couldn't make it.

*wanders in, grabs Nox by the throat, holds her against the wall and proceeds to melt her brain out of her nose*

John stepped out of Paragon City Hall early in the morning, having just finished watering the plants inside. Out of habit, John looked over to the plinth underneath the statue of Atlas, where a large number of brightly costumed people were lining up against the northern edge.

John smiled. "Another costume contest, eh?" he muttered, walking around and approaching the plinth from the eastern side. Wading through the pool, John pulled himself up onto the plinth, and wandered over to the sole brightly costumed individual standing in the center, watching the line form.

"Another costume contest, miss hero?" John said.

The golden-clad woman turned and looked at John, and nodded. "I shouldn't have called this... I can't decide which costumes I like!"

John chuckled. "Werl, they're certainly hero costumes... Say, here's a thought. How 'bout I go along and judge them for you?"

The golden woman smiled. "Would you? I'm completely lost."

John smiled. "You heroes have saved my hide many times... This is a chance for me to save one of you."

The woman looked confused. "There's no danger here..."

John chuckled again, moving to the north eastern corner of the plinth. "There is... of you stressing out over who looks better."

John turned and was immediately faced with a completely blue robot with white electricity lines painted on it's shoulders. "Common" he thought.

moving down the line, john had a series of thought about several of those that stood there. "Green and yellow, obviously an australian sports fan." "Orange and yellow, obviously a fire thrower of some sort." "Nice outfit, but having so much skin showing probably isn't a good role model. Wish I could give her my number though..."

Finally John came across a hero costume he liked. The woman had feline features, a golden outfit that looked like a stylised silver tank top and tight trousers, but was all one unit, and silver wings to match.

John continued down the line, making certain that this heroine was really the best to his mind, then returned to the woman in the golden costume.

Leaning close to her ear, John told her the choice he had made. Smiling, she thanked him and stepped forward while john retreated back to the eastern edge, near his work gear, waiting to see the result and find out who he'd chosen before departing to the Paragon Times offices to water their plants.

"I, Goldengal, declare Silversphynx the winner!"

John nodded and jumped into the fountain, wading over to his tools then setting out for the yellow line.

Okay, this thread is simply too massive for me to be bothered reading through the entire thing.

Had a thought on the "gimped" feeling: would it be possible for a toon to "teach" another toon a recipe they have, have used or have currently slotted? even if this could be done a set number of times, it might help alleviate the major feeling of resentment i've been seeing in the few dips i've had into reading posts.

I've also not seen anywhere mentioned that a recipe expires after use. Is this the case?

If, in my infinite impatience with a massively long thread, i've missed posts dealing with these areas, I apologise.

EDIT: I also apologise for my terrible spelling, which I think I have corrected.