Tidbit Jr.

Don't ask, don't tell?

Wink-wink, nudge-nudge? >_>

Just a word of caution, though. Anyone that does have a Deviant Art account can view the picture, weather they are old enough or not. Odd, but oh well, they have to turn off their filter, so they do know what they're doing if they can. >_>

Well, I know anyone without a DA account can't see stuff with that sort of content, but the only filetype I know needs a preview image instead of the server just making you a thumbnail would be .swf (flash). ^_^;

Lord Recluse: Yay! My meds are balanced!
The four Patrons just stare blankly.

--

Lord Recluse: Does this cape make me look fat?

Faceless Henchman #1: Lord Recluse, we've detected the approach of the Freedom Phalanx, and they've made it past the outer defenses!

*Scirocco dismisses the soldier with a wave of his hand*
Scirocco: Black Scorpion, will they make it through the inner defenses?

Black Scorpion: Those guards ain't tough enough. Yeah, they'll be here in like... now.

*The Freedom Phalanx barges through a steel plated door*

Statesman: Your evil plans end now, Stefan!

Ghost Widow (looking towards Recluse): We're in trouble, My Lord. What are we going to do?

Lord Recluse: . . . I'm going to do my laundry.
*Recluse turns to Statesman and extends a hand*
Lord Recluse: Can I have some change?

[AND/OR]

Lord Recluse: wet cat FTW!

[AND/OR]

Lord Recluse: Black Scorpion, didn't Scirocco tell you about your father's fate?
Black Scorpion: He told me enough, he told me you KILLED him.
Lord Recluse: No, Black Scorpion, I am your father!
Black Scorpion: That's not true, that's im-POSSIBLE!
Lord Recluse pauses.
Lord Recluse: N-no really, Ghost Widow and I have your birth certificate right here.

[AND/OR]

Lord Recluse: I feel pretty, oh so pretty. I feel pretty, and witty, and ...
Lord Recluse and Patrons: GAYYYYYY!

[AND/OR]

Lord Recluse: STATESMAN!
Statesman: What? The whole speech of beating me again?
Lord Recluse: What? No.
Statesman: Then what?
Lord Recluse: I was reading random words out of the dictioanry.
Statesman: . . .

[AND/OR]

Lord Recluse: Statesman, would you like to know something?
Statesman: What, Stefan?
Lord Recluse: The hills are... in-DEED, alive with the sounds of music.
Statesman: . . . ?
Lord Recluse: Unfortunately, the song is My Hump!
((Statesman: NoOoOoOo!!))

Evidently Calystix has 5-o-clock shadow but he is actually a priet-ESS. >_<

The Tsoo seem to be in her cult of manly women ... people.

If I may, I'd like to submit a piece of mine. ^_^;

Archmage Tidbit Jr.

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Ah, thankyou thankyou.

Stupid question, but:

who would I talk to in order to submit art to the City Scoop, if I can that is? ^_^;

That is so-ho-ho mean. XD

*clicks Indomitable Will frantically* Must... resist... own... powerset!

I'll miss it too. I do think, though, that since they're not so persistant, and darn those Rikti pessimists, that we need to make the event longer. I mean, two to three bombs even on a team (which has happened many a time) isn't really nice if we're only getting this event at random because someone wants that accolade and does the TF on a random night (sort of like the STF's inconsistency now), so that it is more possible to get the accolade.

Note my views are typed out at 8:07 in the morning and I'm from Pinnacle. Please disregard anything you don't like that I say. [yawns and logs in]