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GhostDIGIT
January 16th, 2017, 04:23 PM
How do I interpret this






You want to play more melty with the guys and watch some old school action movies with them.

Snow
January 16th, 2017, 04:25 PM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=twPtsZhLBHA
11:20 NERF THIS!

Spinach
January 16th, 2017, 04:26 PM
I had a weird dream from 11am to 3pm today.

I was lounging on a couch with spinach and frostyvale (whom i've ever only seen 2 pictures of and his face was partially and fully concealed at the times, so he was there but awfully nondescript) watching anime versions of the lord of the rings 2 and 3, and we really enjoyed it or something(that part was fuzzy). Then, we simultaneously saw an episode of yu gi oh and pokemon and somehow the episodes took themselves way too seriously so spinach lamented how few we were to watch something so uncomedic and not good. Right after he said that, like twenty people suddenly walked in, of which I recognized bloble and this one guy from my FGC and I think some others? That part's fuzzy too. In any case everyone else was way too tall, as if we were kids in a sea of adults, and they were making a lot of strange blah blah noise, like literally background noise for a ballroom scene. Spin suddenly brought up the idea to play majora's mask, and frosty seemed to agree by making a die hard reference. The reference made me super mad for some reason, despite loving the film, and then I woke up.

How do I interpret this

Did I tell you the dream I had recently where you helped me buy an Azrael mug at AX?

Nacho the Doritosedge
January 16th, 2017, 04:29 PM
You didn't actually.

Was it a mug worth dreaming for?

Strife ❤️
January 16th, 2017, 04:31 PM
Was it a mug worth dreaming for?

https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/419MY-48kgL.jpg

Spinach
January 16th, 2017, 04:32 PM
You didn't actually.

Was it a mug worth dreaming for?

We found a dealer who had like infinity Azrael mugs and you were super stoked for me to buy this one with his face on but I was checking out another one that showed off his chest.

It was weird.

Lace
January 16th, 2017, 04:34 PM
https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/419MY-48kgL.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/GyAYNaU.gif

Snow
January 16th, 2017, 04:35 PM
Next chapter whEEEEEEN!!!!!

Five_X
January 16th, 2017, 04:36 PM
I once had a dream that Rodyle PM'd me telling me to play Witcher 3.

Are you sure it was just a dream? I thought he'd already sent that PM to everyone.

GhostDIGIT
January 16th, 2017, 04:37 PM
Next chapter whEEEEEEN!!!!!
Next month, I think. Either that or the month after.

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Are you sure it was just a dream? I thought he'd already sent that PM to everyone.
lol

Lace
January 16th, 2017, 04:45 PM
In march, on my birthday, obviously

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http://i.imgur.com/9rnC7Qq.png

Frostyvale
January 16th, 2017, 04:48 PM
I had a weird dream from 11am to 3pm today.

I was lounging on a couch with spinach and frostyvale (whom i've ever only seen 2 pictures of and his face was partially and fully concealed at the times, so he was there but awfully nondescript) watching anime versions of the lord of the rings 2 and 3, and we really enjoyed it or something(that part was fuzzy). Then, we simultaneously saw an episode of yu gi oh and pokemon and somehow the episodes took themselves way too seriously so spinach lamented how few we were to watch something so uncomedic and not good. Right after he said that, like twenty people suddenly walked in, of which I recognized bloble and this one guy from my FGC and I think some others? That part's fuzzy too. In any case everyone else was way too tall, as if we were kids in a sea of adults, and they were making a lot of strange blah blah noise, like literally background noise for a ballroom scene. Spin suddenly brought up the idea to play majora's mask, and frosty seemed to agree by making a die hard reference. The reference made me super mad for some reason, despite loving the film, and then I woke up.

How do I interpret this
I suppose we ought to watch Die Hard together sometime.

Kirby
January 16th, 2017, 04:59 PM
https://68.media.tumblr.com/c2d8aea54451c751944b6e7b8975c80e/tumblr_nfa7b63adl1r7hoh9o1_1280.jpg

Frostyvale
January 16th, 2017, 05:09 PM
http://i.imgur.com/rzqLE9L.gif

Nacho the Doritosedge
January 16th, 2017, 05:24 PM
I suppose we ought to watch Die Hard together sometime.
That's a good idea.

black1blade
January 16th, 2017, 05:45 PM
That was the longest and most awesome gif I've ever seen.

Five_X
January 16th, 2017, 06:06 PM
My head feels dead.

Jupiter's Twilight
January 16th, 2017, 08:06 PM
Today is my last day of freedom from learning things ;~;

2Bad
January 16th, 2017, 08:06 PM
First post in RT hmm

Strife ❤️
January 16th, 2017, 08:12 PM
uwu

Lace
January 16th, 2017, 08:29 PM
hey I use that emote. That's my sockpuppet

Strife ❤️
January 16th, 2017, 08:32 PM
yes it's true Lace is my alt account

Lace
January 16th, 2017, 08:32 PM
https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/241476079515205632/270711714805186570/Underwater-FFF_Saki_Achiga-hen_-_Episode_of_Side-A_-_15_BD720p-AAC93853F58.mkv_snapshot_09.45_2016.01.27_22.00.07 .png

Spinach
January 16th, 2017, 08:33 PM
http://i.imgur.com/OkcEZN4.png

Strife ❤️
January 16th, 2017, 08:35 PM
me when i play dota

http://i.imgur.com/GAUfPhu.png

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i'm over it

Lace
January 16th, 2017, 08:36 PM
http://i.imgur.com/3huzigr.png

Frostyvale
January 16th, 2017, 08:45 PM
http://i.imgur.com/kAw3IkY.jpg

Lace
January 16th, 2017, 08:48 PM
Frosty wanna play Dota tomorrow

My computer won't explode, pinky promise

Frostyvale
January 16th, 2017, 08:57 PM
I'm in school tomorrow until the evening.

Fight your way out of Low Priority.

Snow
January 16th, 2017, 08:58 PM
Hmmmm, Dota...

Lace
January 16th, 2017, 08:59 PM
Try my best

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Snow are we duoing low priority tomorrow..

two girls on one team, what can go wrong

Spinach
January 16th, 2017, 09:36 PM
Maybe they were right

Maybe I am... a bully...

Lace
January 16th, 2017, 09:49 PM
........

Snow
January 16th, 2017, 11:19 PM
821190396256591872

Zurvan
January 16th, 2017, 11:24 PM
Maybe they were right

Maybe I am... a bully...

What happen honey?

GhostDIGIT
January 16th, 2017, 11:24 PM
.
Love that twitter account.

mAc Chaos
January 17th, 2017, 12:03 AM
> looks at avatars

why did rodyle become a raving lunatic

Nacho the Doritosedge
January 17th, 2017, 12:05 AM
I've figured it out, the secret to fighting games.

You pretend to be smart and not do unsafe things until they think you're smart

but then joke's on them you're secretly retarded and you gettem with meterless gauntlet hades three times in a match

mAc Chaos
January 17th, 2017, 12:09 AM
damn

im going to need a new secret technique

Huitante
January 17th, 2017, 12:09 AM
I thought the secret to fighting games was to do your most agressive button mashing
But then I lost a final route battle in melty blood
3 times

GhostDIGIT
January 17th, 2017, 12:11 AM
just make sure to block when you can and spam the only combo you know

Spinach
January 17th, 2017, 12:12 AM
I've figured it out, the secret to fighting games.

You pretend to be smart and not do unsafe things until they think you're smart

but then joke's on them you're secretly retarded and you gettem with meterless gauntlet hades three times in a match

5d rapid 5d rapid 6a

This is mixup

mAc Chaos
January 17th, 2017, 12:15 AM
3c rapid 3c rapid 3c

Spinach
January 17th, 2017, 12:20 AM
panzer rapid panzer

Nacho the Doritosedge
January 17th, 2017, 12:20 AM
Inferno divider RC inferno divider RC gauntlet hades

on your wakeup

mAc Chaos
January 17th, 2017, 12:22 AM
i cant beat that

ragna truly is the strongest

Spinach
January 17th, 2017, 12:23 AM
This is when I use my UNIEL tech on my wakeup

no tech

no tech

no tech

still no tech

tech

forward dash grab

Kirby
January 17th, 2017, 12:25 AM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TS-G4UQTfUo

Spinach
January 17th, 2017, 12:26 AM
Did you watch that movie Kirby?

It's actually great.

Kirby
January 17th, 2017, 12:30 AM
I only know it exists because you linked the "good job" scene once

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Also, my sister wanted to take me to see La La Land, apparently by the same director, over Christmas break but I didn't go. Kinda regret it because it's apparently great

Spinach
January 17th, 2017, 12:34 AM
Hey Kirby next time your sister wants to take you to do something fucking go ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Polly
January 17th, 2017, 03:17 AM
I'm never gonna be a real gamer girl

I dont belong here...

Saiga
January 17th, 2017, 03:49 AM
http://i.imgur.com/GyAYNaU.gif

every day I remember this series is a good day

I need to hurry up and read the manga of this

Ivan The Mouse
January 17th, 2017, 04:23 AM
Anyone here wants to listen to a short sound clip? Four minutes and 30 seconds, but bloody Audacity made it 46 MiB.

Lace
January 17th, 2017, 04:54 AM
this stomach ache is here to stay I see

I almost thought I had a bladder infection omfg

Sunara
January 17th, 2017, 05:36 AM
Ugh.... the discussion that I suspected was going to go poorly went better & worse than expected. Then spent the rest of the day reeling, trying to figure out what to say, & probably looking like a crazy person. Not looking forward to having the "ultimate" discussion.

At least there was a hilarious game of telephone that took place.... -.-;

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I'm never gonna be a real gamer girl

I dont belong here...
Don't let them silly peeps define you as a gamer. If you game, you're a gamer girl.

Polly
January 17th, 2017, 07:01 AM
Time to leave

Strife ❤️
January 17th, 2017, 08:33 AM
Me: I say "Winky face" while pushing someone into the well in Illios

Real Gamer Girl

Lace
January 17th, 2017, 09:55 AM
https://youtu.be/60JHa4lKFyI

http://i.imgur.com/fDCYLQP.gif

https://38.media.tumblr.com/daa24f3cc3a79d0ef463a12b3967d79a/tumblr_nscxcm4g5l1r6l1xro1_500.gif

Spinach
January 17th, 2017, 10:45 AM
The Saki spreads.

Lace
January 17th, 2017, 11:08 AM
Was this your plan all along

Spinach
January 17th, 2017, 11:17 AM
My only goal in life is to spread Saki.

Zurvan
January 17th, 2017, 11:52 AM
I thought you wanted to become a meme

Neir
January 17th, 2017, 11:54 AM
Suggesting that spinach is not already a meme

Zurvan
January 17th, 2017, 12:02 PM
Mirror, mirror on the wall
who is the memiest of them all?

Strife ❤️
January 17th, 2017, 12:34 PM
My only goal in life is to spread Saki.

If you send me a shirtless selfie I will watch the first episode of the Saki anime.

Do it, you won't

Snow
January 17th, 2017, 01:02 PM
He probably will.

Seika
January 17th, 2017, 01:07 PM
Yeah, I'd ready your inbox.

Frostyvale
January 17th, 2017, 01:19 PM
I saw that as "Yeah, I've read your inbox."

Five_X
January 17th, 2017, 01:26 PM
The many powers of the admins...

Strife ❤️
January 17th, 2017, 03:27 PM
http://i.imgur.com/Llv4Km1.png

Raylen Cypher
January 17th, 2017, 03:28 PM
omg lol

SeiKeo
January 17th, 2017, 03:39 PM
Who could have foreseen this outcome

Lace
January 17th, 2017, 03:45 PM
Let me know what you think of Saki

Spinach
January 17th, 2017, 03:53 PM
Got another one.

Zurvan
January 17th, 2017, 03:55 PM
Can the signature box be expanded to be able to contain 1010 symbols?

Raylen Cypher
January 17th, 2017, 03:59 PM
Can the signature box be expanded to be able to contain 1010 symbols?

bahaha i thought you reached the sig limit

know my pain

Zurvan
January 17th, 2017, 04:05 PM
wait, is it even 1000 characters?

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bahaha i thought you reached the sig limit

know my pain

pls don't hurt me like this raylen, not again

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victory

Historia
January 17th, 2017, 04:54 PM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t3IwHchsRNs

Arashi_Leonhart
January 17th, 2017, 04:58 PM
It is noontime here and an owl just landed outside.

First time I've seen one that wasn't in a preserve or zoo, and definitely first time I've seen one awake during this hour.

Raylen Cypher
January 17th, 2017, 05:01 PM
wait, is it even 1000 characters?

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pls don't hurt me like this raylen, not again

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victory

Quotes . . . . . .

Five_X
January 17th, 2017, 05:02 PM
It is noontime here and an owl just landed outside.

First time I've seen one that wasn't in a preserve or zoo, and definitely first time I've seen one awake during this hour.

Your acceptance letter to Hogwarts came a bit late, sorry.

Raylen Cypher
January 17th, 2017, 05:03 PM
youre a wizard Arashi

Zurvan
January 17th, 2017, 05:04 PM
Quotes . . . . . .

A necessary sacrifice

Snow
January 17th, 2017, 05:11 PM
considering learning Hebrew over Duolingo

GhostDIGIT
January 17th, 2017, 05:13 PM
why Hebrew?

Snow
January 17th, 2017, 05:14 PM
To become a golem artificer, obviously.

Raylen Cypher
January 17th, 2017, 05:15 PM
why Hebrew?

good coffee blends...

SeiKeo
January 17th, 2017, 06:18 PM
SOMEONE SAVE ME FROM POKEMON WAIFU RATINGS

black1blade
January 17th, 2017, 06:19 PM
Mocks didn't go as bad as I thought they would: A,B,B in chemsitry phys, maths. Funnily I got the highest % in phys then maths then chem but grade boundaries were different (A was 70 in chem but 80 in the other two).

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I kinda wish my half day was at the end of the week rather than today.

Neir
January 17th, 2017, 06:24 PM
SOMEONE SAVE ME FROM POKEMON WAIFU RATINGS
How do you rate waifus

GhostDIGIT
January 17th, 2017, 06:24 PM
SOMEONE SAVE ME FROM POKEMON WAIFU RATINGS
lol

Lace
January 17th, 2017, 06:25 PM
ditched by Snow, heart broken, crushed, etc.

Spinach
January 17th, 2017, 06:32 PM
Are you going to cry

Lace
January 17th, 2017, 06:33 PM
Me crying? lol that doesn't happen

Strife ❤️
January 17th, 2017, 06:34 PM
How do you rate waifus

http://i.imgur.com/9Rs67Qo.gif

Zurvan
January 17th, 2017, 06:36 PM
Why is the heart blue

Five_X
January 17th, 2017, 06:56 PM
Because she's a blueblood, of course. Silly question.

Frostyvale
January 17th, 2017, 07:02 PM
http://i.imgur.com/9Rs67Qo.gif
That heart is grey on my mobile browser.

Zurvan
January 17th, 2017, 07:06 PM
Because she's a blueblood, of course. Silly question.

it's red on mine. Not my queen I guess

Snow
January 17th, 2017, 07:09 PM
ditched by Snow, heart broken, crushed, etc.

I'm in my happy place, day was a shit. I'll be online a bit later if you're still up for it.

Strife ❤️
January 17th, 2017, 07:11 PM
Why is the heart blue

because i had to open the page in edge to use the screen writing tool

Snow
January 17th, 2017, 07:12 PM
No wait scratch that I'm dead. How's tomorrow sound?

Lace
January 17th, 2017, 07:14 PM
I'm kinda dead too, tomorrow sounds good

Frostyvale
January 17th, 2017, 07:19 PM
I've never felt more alive than today. School is a marvelous drug.

Kirby
January 17th, 2017, 07:23 PM
http://68.media.tumblr.com/5e40ddbc5b78e732f021f13bed1a83f7/tumblr_ojxtwwgMXm1vu2r5no1_1280.png

http://68.media.tumblr.com/586c55c6beeb6e90a58ab65da2ad89eb/tumblr_ojxtwwgMXm1vu2r5no2_1280.jpg

SeiKeo
January 17th, 2017, 07:24 PM
A shamed creature.

Lace
January 17th, 2017, 07:28 PM
Doctor's orders!

Strife ❤️
January 17th, 2017, 07:29 PM
I still love you.

Frostyvale
January 17th, 2017, 07:30 PM
The sole priority of life is _________

Lace
January 17th, 2017, 07:32 PM
having fun!

Zurvan
January 17th, 2017, 07:33 PM
The sole priority of life is _________

dying

Strife ❤️
January 17th, 2017, 07:38 PM
http://i.imgur.com/xHpsZRD.jpg

Us

Lace
January 17th, 2017, 07:40 PM
http://i.imgur.com/iQjaYJ1.png

Spinach
January 17th, 2017, 07:50 PM
Lesbian takeover smh.

Raylen Cypher
January 17th, 2017, 08:02 PM
The sole priority of life is _________

Propagation.

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http://68.media.tumblr.com/5e40ddbc5b78e732f021f13bed1a83f7/tumblr_ojxtwwgMXm1vu2r5no1_1280.png

http://68.media.tumblr.com/586c55c6beeb6e90a58ab65da2ad89eb/tumblr_ojxtwwgMXm1vu2r5no2_1280.jpg

Lol.

Snow
January 17th, 2017, 08:02 PM
http://i.imgur.com/D4E26GN.png
I'm not getting any younger!

Frostyvale
January 17th, 2017, 08:14 PM
Today, I ate some stewed spinach. The leaf generally has a lot of uses in foods like salad, some sandwiches, pasta, but when stewed its main purpose is to turn things green. That's because you can hardly taste anything of it, and its texture is reduced to something not quite intangible.

Then there are black eyed beans. They don't have much in the way of flavor, but their texture is perfect with rice. They're smooth and shiny and squish readily between your teeth. The rice resists a bit longer, so it's an important distinction.

All in all, eating's a great thing to do. I wish that I could do it more often.

SeiKeo
January 17th, 2017, 08:15 PM
I'm holding you to those hipster bars Strife

https://pbs.twimg.com/media/C2XyQ4oUAAAlegT.jpg:large

Strife ❤️
January 17th, 2017, 08:16 PM
Are you coming here again sometime, hmm?

Lace
January 17th, 2017, 08:21 PM
I'll be not lazy today and eat another meal before going to bed, food is good

Frostyvale
January 17th, 2017, 08:28 PM
On dark nights like these I sometimes hear a soft whisper from just behind my head. I can never quite track it down, but it always says the same thing.

"pizza pizza pizza pizza"

Lace
January 17th, 2017, 08:29 PM
Frosty

don't fall asleep

Snow
January 17th, 2017, 08:29 PM
wow, same, are we actually brothers Frosty?

Strife ❤️
January 17th, 2017, 08:34 PM
Ordering Pizza in the middle of the night is Very Good.

Frostyvale
January 17th, 2017, 08:34 PM
wow, same, are we actually brothers Frosty?
I found a pair of old adidas pants in my wardrobe. You might be on to something.

Five_X
January 17th, 2017, 08:34 PM
https://pbs.twimg.com/media/C2XyQ4oUAAAlegT.jpg:large

Would purchase, but Comiket...

Strife ❤️
January 17th, 2017, 08:35 PM
http://thealchemist.uk.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/Alch-Drinks-NTH.pdf

Snow
January 17th, 2017, 08:37 PM
One Virgin Pornstar for me please!

SeiKeo
January 17th, 2017, 08:38 PM
http://thealchemist.uk.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/Alch-Drinks-NTH.pdf
the tech here is that sazerac

Strife ❤️
January 17th, 2017, 08:42 PM
One Virgin Pornstar for me please!

https://twitter.com/Strife212/status/724612745170132993

asterism42
January 17th, 2017, 08:46 PM
http://i.imgur.com/9Rs67Qo.gifwho's iolco

Frostyvale
January 17th, 2017, 08:46 PM
"Mattress Actress"

http://i.imgur.com/hseSQP8.png

Snow
January 17th, 2017, 08:47 PM
https://twitter.com/Strife212/status/724612745170132993

That looks yum.

Strife ❤️
January 17th, 2017, 08:58 PM
"Mattress Actress"

Again Current Code

Lace
January 17th, 2017, 08:58 PM
Finished eating and brushed my teeth

Good night team

Frostyvale
January 17th, 2017, 08:59 PM
Again Current Code
Re: Act Cadenza

Spinach
January 17th, 2017, 08:59 PM
On dark nights like these I sometimes hear a soft whisper from just behind my head. I can never quite track it down, but it always says the same thing.

"pizza pizza pizza pizza"



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lQV06-_Y6GU

Strife ❤️
January 17th, 2017, 09:00 PM
Finished eating and brushed my teeth

Good night team

Good night angel

Snow
January 17th, 2017, 09:06 PM
nighty!

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f36QoglKR_4
I want Gain to treat me bad

Asunder
January 17th, 2017, 09:19 PM
Did something happen to Polly?

Snow
January 17th, 2017, 09:21 PM
She appears to be gray atm. School maybe?

Five_X
January 17th, 2017, 09:26 PM
School, ja. Strong student must stay strong and school hard.

Frostyvale
January 17th, 2017, 09:51 PM
http://i.imgur.com/NU1zFMj.gif

Spinach
January 17th, 2017, 09:55 PM
Me on the right.

asterism42
January 17th, 2017, 10:01 PM
School, ja. Strong student must stay strong and school hard.Lucky I'm not a strong student, then.

I3uster
January 18th, 2017, 06:19 AM
Serb next to me in mcdonalds recounting how his cousin got murdered by albanians to his coworker

i dont know how to feel

Snow
January 18th, 2017, 08:32 AM
Yeah they've been especially salty lately.

Lace
January 18th, 2017, 08:47 AM
I woke up at 9 am

We're getting there

mAc Chaos
January 18th, 2017, 09:14 AM
Today, I ate some stewed spinach. The leaf generally has a lot of uses in foods like salad, some sandwiches, pasta, but when stewed its main purpose is to turn things green. That's because you can hardly taste anything of it, and its texture is reduced to something not quite intangible.

Then there are black eyed beans. They don't have much in the way of flavor, but their texture is perfect with rice. They're smooth and shiny and squish readily between your teeth. The rice resists a bit longer, so it's an important distinction.

All in all, eating's a great thing to do. I wish that I could do it more often.i tried eating spinach once with spaghetti and it just ruined the meal

Frostyvale
January 18th, 2017, 09:19 AM
Same, but zucchini.

Spinach
January 18th, 2017, 09:38 AM
Why am I awake

My sleep is cursed.

Lace
January 18th, 2017, 09:39 AM
I like spaghetti with zucchini in tomato sauce

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Why am I awake

My sleep is cursed.

Then go back to sleep nerd

Spinach
January 18th, 2017, 09:40 AM
Make me, mom

Frostyvale
January 18th, 2017, 09:59 AM
Zucchini is hit or miss.

Most of the time, it's perfectly alright because it got almost the same consistency as the pasta itself and the flavor is rather mild. In the worst cases though, it brings the water content out of balance and you end up with a lasagne that's not quite solid, and none too great on the tongue.

Broccoli, now that's a good vegetable. Cooks very regularly, and once softened pairs with pasta just fine.

Lace
January 18th, 2017, 10:07 AM
What's your opinion on pasta bake with broccoli?

Frostyvale
January 18th, 2017, 10:12 AM
What's your opinion on pasta bake with broccoli?
I want Kirby to cook that for me.

No, wait, I want to cook that for Kirby.

Lace
January 18th, 2017, 10:19 AM
Same and unironically

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The having Kirby cook it part, I mean

AsGryffynn
January 18th, 2017, 10:23 AM
I've only recently received a memo from my dev team on the game we're working on. I now have to report every MONDAY at around 8:31 am to oversee the project. Ugh, Monday... Someone shoot me please...

Marmadillo
January 18th, 2017, 10:34 AM
having a typical workday start, the horror

mAc Chaos
January 18th, 2017, 10:55 AM
same

Strife ❤️
January 18th, 2017, 11:55 AM
having a typical workday start, the horror

Starting at 8:30?!

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 12:03 PM
http://68.media.tumblr.com/bcf1dc1c1d328c32bfa528db91261dfe/tumblr_np17e6ut7S1sge4fko1_500.jpg

Leftovers
January 18th, 2017, 12:11 PM
http://i.imgur.com/lMYiQTG.jpg

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 12:12 PM
http://68.media.tumblr.com/c5ab520acd5d2489c7197a529b860eb4/tumblr_ojvyi4qo521qzis54o1_1280.jpg

Leftovers
January 18th, 2017, 12:14 PM
http://www.defenders.org/sites/default/files/styles/large/public/shark-ridlon-kiphart-dpc.jpg

GhostDIGIT
January 18th, 2017, 12:21 PM
you cannot overcome kirby's guinea pigs

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 12:24 PM
http://68.media.tumblr.com/c0481b012cc74c39bac0a5c96227f8cc/tumblr_ojr6b4ks731qzis54o1_1280.jpg

Leftovers
January 18th, 2017, 12:24 PM
http://s.hswstatic.com/gif/sharks-orig.jpg

Five_X
January 18th, 2017, 12:38 PM
i tried eating spinach once with spaghetti and it just ruined the meal

!

Get out, you infidel! Pasta and spinach were made to love each other!

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 12:44 PM
http://68.media.tumblr.com/b389ef08ef0b644b5ea481d72ae3a3ec/tumblr_ojlvtcLB3X1tztynto3_1280.jpg

Leftovers
January 18th, 2017, 12:52 PM
http://i1.mirror.co.uk/incoming/article7957635.ece/ALTERNATES/s615b/Tiger-shark.jpg

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 12:54 PM
http://68.media.tumblr.com/f936d4100996bdbdf90b3c129d0a69a2/tumblr_ojlvtcLB3X1tztynto9_1280.jpg

Leftovers
January 18th, 2017, 12:56 PM
https://i.ytimg.com/vi/HNOT_feL27Y/maxresdefault.jpg

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 12:56 PM
http://68.media.tumblr.com/d95751484c4792ee0863a29b8bad2448/tumblr_ojlvtcLB3X1tztynto8_1280.jpg

Leftovers
January 18th, 2017, 12:57 PM
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/d5/45/cd/d545cddb838116dfe43e640fd0bd64d9.jpg

Zurvan
January 18th, 2017, 01:00 PM
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/1f/f5/a2/1ff5a2e1ac4476ca5eac81fa3c2cfad0.jpg

Transform!

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 01:00 PM
http://68.media.tumblr.com/4ae2297630a16e0e0245efa6660fca27/tumblr_ojmztdsmna1ua1uvso1_1280.jpg

Snow
January 18th, 2017, 01:00 PM
http://i.imgur.com/qs75pzW.jpg

Leftovers
January 18th, 2017, 01:01 PM
http://img.huffingtonpost.com/asset/scalefit_630_noupscale/562ada311400002200c7ac0d.jpeg

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 01:01 PM
http://68.media.tumblr.com/6cffb24ed979ac01c64058d0baeb650a/tumblr_ojc19jM4rE1ty4o3jo3_1280.jpg

Leftovers
January 18th, 2017, 01:02 PM
http://cdn.sci-news.com/images/enlarge2/image_3906e-Port-Jackson-Shark.jpg

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 01:03 PM
http://68.media.tumblr.com/3d130d451c31b464c9f276a0a08c4c42/tumblr_ojbg8mKNt71qzis54o1_540.jpg

GhostDIGIT
January 18th, 2017, 01:03 PM
your a guinea pig, harry
aww

Leftovers
January 18th, 2017, 01:03 PM
http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2014/02/21/article-2565003-1BB334BE00000578-232_964x609.jpg

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 01:09 PM
http://68.media.tumblr.com/35bb9a453c32be5668388c49eb4d6c5c/tumblr_oj2zumc5Xq1upgh7wo2_1280.jpg

Leftovers
January 18th, 2017, 01:10 PM
http://i.imgur.com/9fFJoR2.jpg

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 01:12 PM
http://68.media.tumblr.com/8402eb4317845383d8dd8c04b5b09358/tumblr_o14m6tonm21qzis54o1_1280.jpg

Spinach
January 18th, 2017, 01:13 PM
Post fap pillows

http://i.imgur.com/ktmYLB4.jpg

Leftovers
January 18th, 2017, 01:14 PM
https://img1.etsystatic.com/106/0/10617817/il_570xN.937042731_1pe1.jpg

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I mean

http://i.imgur.com/2Dzk2ce.png

Strife ❤️
January 18th, 2017, 01:16 PM
What is a fap pillow? What do you do with it.

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 01:17 PM
http://68.media.tumblr.com/6119f95d35ccaa071965a3ac2a270552/tumblr_oiku1f9VxJ1urprq2o1_1280.jpg

Leftovers
January 18th, 2017, 01:18 PM
http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2016/07/29/09/36B1109C00000578-3714222-image-a-19_1469780892205.jpg

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 01:19 PM
http://68.media.tumblr.com/b338fe2764a63306d2ab978bdb925cd0/tumblr_oiqti5VioF1uxtdfgo1_1280.jpg

Spinach
January 18th, 2017, 01:21 PM
What is a fap pillow? What do you do with it.

When you're fapping you finish on it.

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 01:21 PM
Good night.

Leftovers
January 18th, 2017, 01:23 PM
http://www.thesuperfins.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/07/sleeping_sharks__by_carotah-d7fahj7.jpg

Nighto.

mAc Chaos
January 18th, 2017, 02:05 PM
!

Get out, you infidel! Pasta and spinach were made to love each other!

it was literally the worst thing i ever had in my whole life

"pasta, with spinach??" i wondered "this sounds interesting, perhaps i will give it a try"

but my whims betrayed me

it was just 99% spinach 1% spaghetti

i wanted pasta not seaweed

Five_X
January 18th, 2017, 02:17 PM
Spinach is not a weed... :T

Huitante
January 18th, 2017, 03:07 PM
821203907581972480

Five_X
January 18th, 2017, 03:10 PM
THIS IS NOT HOW AN ACTUAL INSURANCE SALES PITCH WOULD GO

immersion fucking broken, bad asmr

Sunara
January 18th, 2017, 03:29 PM
https://img1.etsystatic.com/106/0/10617817/il_570xN.937042731_1pe1.jpg

Right side needs way more blushing. XP

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!

Get out, you infidel! Pasta and spinach were made to love each other!
it was literally the worst thing i ever had in my whole life

"pasta, with spinach??" i wondered "this sounds interesting, perhaps i will give it a try"

but my whims betrayed me

it was just 99% spinach 1% spaghetti

i wanted pasta not seaweed
For a second there, I thought we had a new user (or old one) named Pasta....

mAc Chaos
January 18th, 2017, 03:51 PM
well it is a type of Food

Strife ❤️
January 18th, 2017, 07:19 PM
Me and Lara

http://i.imgur.com/qFX6LYa.jpg

Lace
January 18th, 2017, 07:20 PM
http://i.imgur.com/GuwTCI9.jpg

kirby cameo

Spinach
January 18th, 2017, 08:00 PM
Ah yes, my mortal nemesis, the lesbians.

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 08:13 PM
Same

Frostyvale
January 18th, 2017, 08:14 PM
same, Good Friend Kirby

SeiKeo
January 18th, 2017, 08:15 PM
Wrong order

Strife ❤️
January 18th, 2017, 08:18 PM
Wow what did we ever do to you

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 08:18 PM
https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/155169394438307840/271433097449308161/SMUG_FUTARI.png

Frostyvale
January 18th, 2017, 08:23 PM
that's the tech

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 08:31 PM
https://68.media.tumblr.com/58062b1ae86bb90639467bb80c5e0320/tumblr_ojj6ngXZvj1twgfw0o3_540.gif

Frostyvale
January 18th, 2017, 08:32 PM
http://i.imgur.com/3vaHkce.gif

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 08:34 PM
https://68.media.tumblr.com/61befb111e9e88bea636727d753d10ef/tumblr_ojlfeiYr7Y1s307p6o2_r1_500.gif

Frostyvale
January 18th, 2017, 08:35 PM
http://i.imgur.com/nnb3DLd.gif

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 08:35 PM
https://68.media.tumblr.com/baf61a80021464db6b8eb26a8e539828/tumblr_ojvrveTNUg1t0no49o1_500.gif

Frostyvale
January 18th, 2017, 08:38 PM
http://i.imgur.com/lDoQafV.gif

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 08:39 PM
https://68.media.tumblr.com/765085f3642bdad4dda79d7c5b7821fe/tumblr_ojvr68P7Vc1t0no49o1_500.gif

Frostyvale
January 18th, 2017, 08:40 PM
http://i.imgur.com/71vpa81.gif

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 08:44 PM
https://68.media.tumblr.com/0060294c4474ac21e974ac54ffa744b8/tumblr_odoc1dg3Zl1ta7pubo1_540.gif

Frostyvale
January 18th, 2017, 08:45 PM
http://i.imgur.com/hoLfIDJ.gif

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 08:46 PM
https://68.media.tumblr.com/a887f017baafff98654eec0681f2f799/tumblr_ojmgfsEyhn1uxvvvzo1_500.gif

Frostyvale
January 18th, 2017, 08:48 PM
http://i.imgur.com/hB36ZKm.gif

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 08:50 PM
https://68.media.tumblr.com/3f46131001c1f528637524d3fab184b7/tumblr_ojj7o6pCCQ1s2ysiuo1_540.gif

Frostyvale
January 18th, 2017, 08:56 PM
http://i.imgur.com/6BGzPQ8.gif

Lace
January 18th, 2017, 09:45 PM
We've been out-gayed..

Strife ❤️
January 18th, 2017, 09:46 PM
We've been out-gayed..

http://i.imgur.com/3C2Mw5c.jpg

GhostDIGIT
January 18th, 2017, 09:47 PM
i've never seen kirby meme this much

Snow
January 18th, 2017, 09:50 PM
http://i.imgur.com/b3Rk5Ze.jpg

SeiKeo
January 18th, 2017, 09:50 PM
why is dva the devil

Strife ❤️
January 18th, 2017, 09:51 PM
Which one are you Snow

Snow
January 18th, 2017, 09:58 PM
Which one are you Snow
http://i.imgur.com/k1qkD0A.png

asterism42
January 18th, 2017, 10:01 PM
hot

GhostDIGIT
January 18th, 2017, 10:06 PM
.
hold me in your muscly arms

Snow
January 18th, 2017, 10:16 PM
Come here and get stabilized.

Frostyvale
January 18th, 2017, 10:18 PM
If you're not Kirby, don't open this.

http://i.imgur.com/Nr1hsuM.jpg

Five_X
January 18th, 2017, 10:21 PM
Never leave a teammate behind.

Katie
January 18th, 2017, 11:12 PM
my internet is down

i need to submit my homework

help me

Spinach
January 18th, 2017, 11:15 PM
uhoh

mAc Chaos
January 18th, 2017, 11:15 PM
we will hold a funeral in your honor

Spinach
January 18th, 2017, 11:17 PM
I can't believe mAc has a good avatar again

SeiKeo
January 18th, 2017, 11:22 PM
The dog ate your internet.

Katie
January 18th, 2017, 11:32 PM
what dog

my sister is so scared of dogs a tiny yorkie would make her run for her life

SeiKeo
January 18th, 2017, 11:33 PM
KT, ​The Dog

mAc Chaos
January 18th, 2017, 11:43 PM
I can't believe mAc has a good avatar again
when was the last good one spinach

SeiKeo
January 18th, 2017, 11:44 PM
The OG Mac Kotomine, but that only worked when you were allowed to troll. You're domesticated now.

mAc Chaos
January 18th, 2017, 11:46 PM
Siriel always did say my posts were better back then.

Frostyvale
January 18th, 2017, 11:50 PM
http://i.imgur.com/5iRIC3r.jpg

Kirby
January 18th, 2017, 11:54 PM
If you're not Frosty, don't open this

[ After an idle discussion with the pest control man who came once a month to spray around the outside of his home in the Ruxton section of Baltimore, William Sterog stole a canister of Malathion, a deadly insecticide poison, from the man’s truck, and went out early one morning, following the route of the neighborhood milkman, and spooned medium-large quantities into each bottle left on the rear doorstep of seventy homes. Within six hours of Bill Sterog’s activities, two hundred men, women and children died in convulsive agony.

Learning that an aunt who had lived in Buffalo was dying of cancer of the lymph glands, William Sterog hastily helped his mother pack three bags, and took her to Friendship Airport, where he put her on an Eastern Airlines jet with a simple but efficient time bomb made from a Westclox Travalarm and four sticks of dynamite in her three-suiter. The jet exploded somewhere over Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. Ninety-three people—including Bill Sterog’s mother—were killed in the explosion, and flaming wreckage added seven to the toll by cascading down on a public swimming pool.


On a Sunday in November, William Sterog made his way to Babe Ruth Plaza on 33rd Street where he became one of 54,000 fans jamming Memorial Stadium to see the Baltimore Colts play the Green Bay Packers. He was dressed warmly in grey flannel slacks, a navy blue turtleneck pullover and a heavy hand-knitted Irish wool sweater under his parka. With three minutes and thirteen seconds of the fourth quarter remaining to be played, and Baltimore trailing seventeen to sixteen on Green Bay’s eighteen-yard line, Bill Sterog fought his way up the aisle to the exit above the mezzanine seats, and fumbled under his parka for the U. S. Army surplus M-3 submachine gun he had bought for $49.95 from a mail order armaments dealer in Alexandria, Virginia. Even as 53,999 screaming fans leaped to their feet—making his range of fire that much better—as the ball was snapped to the quarterback, holding for the defensive tackle most able to kick a successful field goal, Bill Sterog opened fire on the massed backs of the fans below him. Before the mob could bring him down, he had killed forty-four people. When the first Expeditionary Force to the elliptical galaxy in Sculptor descended on the second planet of a fourth magnitude star the Force had designated Flammarion Theta, they found a thirty-seven-foot-high statue of a hitherto unknown blue-white substance—not quite stone, something like metal—in the shape of a man. The figure was barefoot, draped in a garment that vaguely resembled a toga, the head encased in a skull-tight cap, and holding in its left hand a peculiar ring-and-ball device of another substance altogether. The statue’s face was curiously beatific. It had high cheekbones; deep-set eyes; a tiny, almost alien mouth; and a broad, large-nostriled nose. The statue loomed enormous among the pitted and blasted curvilinear structures of some forgotten architect. The members of the Expeditionary Force commented on the peculiar expression each noted on the face of the statue. None of these men, standing under a gorgeous brass moon that shared an evening sky with a descending sun quite dissimilar in color to the one that now shone wanly on an Earth unthinkably distant in time and space, had ever heard of William Sterog. And so none of them was able to say that the expression on the giant statue was the same as the one Bill Sterog had shown as he told the final appeals judge who was about to sentence him to death in the lethal gas chamber, “I love everyone in the world. I do. So help me God, I love you, all of you!” He was shouting.


Crosswhen, through interstices of thought called time, through reflective images called space; another then, another now. This place, over there. Beyond concepts, the transmogrification of simplicity finally labeled if. Forty and more steps sidewise but later, much later. There, in that ultimate center, with everything radiating outward, becoming infinitely more complex, the enigma of symmetry, harmony, apportionment singing with fine-tuned order in this place, where it all began, begins, will always begin. The center. Crosswhen.


Or: a hundred million years in the future. And: a hundred million parsecs beyond the farthest edge of measurable space. And: parallax warpages beyond counting across the universes of parallel existences. Finally: an infinitude of mind-triggered leaps beyond human thought. There: Crosswhen.


On the mauve level, crouched down in deeper magenta washings that concealed his arched form, the maniac waited. He was a dragon, squat and round in the torso, tapered ropy tail tucked under his body; the small, thick osseous shields rising perpendicularly from the arched back, running down to the end of the tail, tips pointing upward; his taloned shorter arms folded across his massive chest. He had the seven-headed dog faces of an ancient Cerberus. Each head watched, waiting hungry, insane.


He saw the bright yellow wedge of light as it moved in random patterns through the mauve, always getting closer. He knew he could not run, the movement would betray him, the specter light finding him instantly. Fear choked the maniac. The specter had pursued him through innocence and humility and nine other emotional obfuscations he had tried. He had to do something, get them off his scent. But he was alone on this level. It had been closed down some time before, to purge it of residue emotions. Had he not been so terribly confused after the killings, had he not been drowning in disorientation, he would never have trapped himself on a closed level.


Now that he was here, there was nowhere to hide, nowhere to escape the specter light that would systematically hunt him down. Then they would purge hint.


The maniac took the one final chance; he closed down his mind, all seven brains, even as the mauve level was closed down. He shut off all thought, banked the fires of emotion, broke the neural circuits that fed power to his mind. Like a great machine phasing down from peak efficiency, his thoughts slackened and wilted and grew pale. Then there was a blank where he had been. Seven dog-heads slept.


The dragon had ceased to exist in terms of thought, and the specter light washed past him, finding nothing there to home in on. But those who sought the maniac were sane, not deranged as he was: their sanity was ordered, and in order they considered every exigency. The specter light was followed by heat-seeking beams, by mass-tallying sensors, by trackers that could hunt out the spoor of foreign matter on a closed-down level.


They found the maniac. Shut down like a sun gone cold, they located him, and transferred him; he was unaware of the movement; he was locked away in his own silent skulls.


But when he chose to open his thoughts again, in the timeless disorientation that follows a total shutdown, he found himself locked in stasis in a drainage ward on the 3rd Red Active Level. Then, from seven throats, he screamed.


The sound, of course, was lost in the throat baffles they had inserted, before he had turned himself back on. The emptiness of the sound terrified him even more.


He was imbedded an an amber substance that fit around him comfortably; had it been a much earlier era, on another world, in another continuum, it would have been simply a hospital bed with restraining straps. But the dragon was locked in stasis on a red level, crosswhen. His hospital bed was anti-grav, weightless, totally relaxing, feeding nutrients through his leathery hide along with depressants and toners. He was waiting to be drained.


Linah drifted into the ward, followed by Semph. Semph, the discoverer of the drain. And his most eloquent nemesis, Linah, who sought Public Elevation to the position of Proctor. They drifted down the rows of amber-encased patients: the toads, the tambour-lidded crystal cubes, the exoskeletals, the pseudopodal changers, and the seven-headed dragon. They paused directly in front and slightly above the maniac. He was able to look up at them; images seven times seen; but he was not able to make sound.


“If I needed a conclusive reason, here’s one of the best,” Linah said, inclining his head toward the maniac.


Semph dipped an analysis rod into the amber substance, withdrew it and made a hasty reading of the patient’s condition. “If you needed a greater warning,” Semph said quietly, “this would be one of the best.”


“Science bends to the will of the masses,” Linah said.


“I’d hate to have to believe that,” Semph responded quickly. There was a tone in his voice that could not be named, but it undershadowed the aggressiveness of his words.


“I’m going to see to it, Semph; believe it.

I’m going to have the Concord pass the resolution.”
“Linah, how long have we known each other?”


“Since your third flux. My second.”


“That’s about right. Have I ever told you a lie, have I ever asked you to do something that would harm you?”


“No. Not that I can recall.”


“Then why won’t you listen to me this time?”


“Because I think you’re wrong. I’m not a fanatic, Semph. I’m not making political hay with this. I feel very strongly that it’s the best chance we’ve ever had.”


“But disaster for everyone and everywhere else, all the way back, and God only knows how far across the parallax. We stop fouling our own nest, at die expense of all the other nests that ever were.”


Linah spread his hands in futility. “Survival.”


Semph shook his head slowly, with a weariness that was mirrored in his expression. “I wish I could drain that, too.”


“Can’t you?”


Semph shrugged. “I can drain aw^thing. But what we’d have left wouldn’t be worth having.”


The amber substance changed hue. It glowed deep within itself with a blue intensity. “The patient is ready,” Semph said. “Linah, one more time. I’ll beg if it’ll do any good. Please. Stall till the next session. The Concord needn’t do it now. Let me run some further tests, let me see how far back this garbage spews, how much damage it can cause. Let me prepare some reports.”


Linah was firm. He shook his head in finality. “May I watch the draining with you?”


Semph let out a long sigh. He was beaten, and knew it. “Yes, all right.”


The amber substance carrying its silent burden began to rise. It reached the level of the two men, and slid smoothly through the air between them. They drifted after the smooth container with the dog-headed dragon imbedded in it, and Semph seemed as though he wanted to say something else. But there was nothing to say.


The amber chrysaloid cradle faded and vanished, and the men became insubstantial and were no more. They all reappeared in the drainage chamber. The beaming stage was empty. The amber cradle settled down on it without sound, and the substance flowed away, vanishing as it uncovered the dragon.


The maniac tried desperately to move, to heave himself up. Seven heads twitched futilely. The madness in him overcame the depressants and he was consumed with frenzy, fury, crimson hate. But he could not move. It was all he could do to hold his shape.


Semph turned the band on his left wrist. It glowed from within, a deep gold. The sound of air rushing to fill a vacuum filled the chamber. The beaming stage was drenched in silver light that seemed to spring out of the air itself, from an unknown source. The dragon was washed by the silver light, and the seven great mouths opened once, exposing rings of fangs. Then his double-lidded eyes closed.


The pain within his heads was monstrous. A fearful wrenching that became the sucking of a million mouths. His very brains were pulled upon, pressured, compressed, and then purged.


Semph and Linah looked away from the pulsing body of the dragon to the drainage tank across the chamber. It was filling from the bottom as they watched. Filling with a nearly colorless roiling cloud of smokiness, shot through with sparks. “Here it comes,” Semph said, needlessly.


Linah dragged his eyes away from the tank. The dragon with seven dog heads was rippling. As though seen through shallow water, the maniac was beginning to alter. As the tank filled, the maniac found it more and more difficult to maintain his shape. The denser grew the cloud of sparkling matter in the tank, the less constant was the shape of the creature on the beaming stage.


Finally, it was impossible, and the maniac gave in. The tank filled more rapidly, and the shape quavered and altered and shrank and then there was a superimposition of the form of a man, over that of the seven-headed dragon. Then the tank reached three-quarters filled and the dragon became an underling shadow, a hint, a suggestion of what had been there when the drainage began. Now the man-form was becoming more dominant by the second.


Finally, the tank was filled, and a normal man lay on the beaming stage, breathing heavily, eyes closed, muscles jumping involuntarily.


“He’s drained,” Semph said.


“Is it all in the tank?” Linah asked softly.


“No, none of it.”


“Then…”


“This is the residue. Harmless. Reagents purged from a group of sensitives will neutralize it. The dangerous essences, the degenerate force-lines that make up the field… they’re gone. Drained off already.”


Linah looked disturbed, for the first time. “Where did it go?”


“Do you love your fellow man, tell me?”


“Please, Semph! I asked where it went… when it went?”


“And I asked if you cared at all about anyone else?”


“You know my answer… you know me! I want to know, tell me, at least what you know. Where… when…?”


“Then you’ll forgive me, Linah, because I love my fellow man, too. Whenever he was, wherever he is; I have to, I work in an inhuman field, and I have to cling to that. So… you’ll forgive me…”


“What are you going to…”


In Indonesia they have a phrase for it: Djam Karet—the hour that stretches.


In the Vatican’s Stanza of Heliodorus, the second of the great rooms he designed for Pope Julius II, Raphael painted (and his pupils completed) a magnificent fresco representation of the historic meeting between Pope Leo I and Attila the Hun, in the year 452.


In this painting is mirrored the belief of Christians everywhere that the spiritual authority of Rome protected her in that desperate hour when the Hun came to sack and burn the Holy City. Raphael has painted in Saint Peter and Saint Paul, descending from Heaven to reinforce Pope Leo’s intervention. His interpretation was an elaboration on the original legend, in which only the Aposde Peter was mentioned —standing behind Leo with a drawn sword. And the legend was an elaboration of what little facts have come down through antiquity relatively undistorted: Leo had no cardinals with him, and certainly no wraith Aposdes. He was one of three in the deputation. The other two were secular dignitaries of the Roman state. The meeting did not take place—as legend would have us believe—just outside the gates of Rome, but in northern Italy, not far from what is today Peschiera.


Nothing more than this is known of the confrontation. Yet Attila, who had never been stopped, did not raze Rome. He turned back.


Djam Karet. The force-line field spewed out from a parallax center crosswhen, a field that had pulsed through time and space and the minds of men for twice ten thousand years. Then cut out suddenly, inexplicably, and Attila the Hun clapped his hands to his head, his mind twisting like rope within his skull. His eyes glazed, then cleared, and he breathed from deep in his chest. Then he signaled his army to turn back. Leo the Great thanked God and the living memory of Christ die Saviour. Legend added Saint Peter. Raphael added Saint Paul.


For twice ten thousand years—Djam Karet—the field had pulsed, and for a brief moment that could have been instants or years or millennia, it was cut off.


Legend does not tell the truth. More specifically, it does not tell all of the truth: forty years before Attila raided Italy, Rome had been taken and sacked by Alaric the Godi. Djam Karet. Three years after die retreat of Attila, Rome was once more taken and sacked, by Gaiseric, king of all the Vandals.


There was a reason the garbage of insanity had ceased to flow through everywhere and everywhen from the drained mind of a seven-headed dragon…


Semph, traitor to his race, hovered before the Concord. His friend, the man who now sought this final flux, Linah, Proctored the hearing. He spoke softly, but eloquently,of what the great scientist had done. “The tank was draining; he said to me, ‘Forgive me, because I love my fellow man. Whenever he was, wherever he is; I have to, I work in an inhuman field, and I have to cling to that. So you’ll forgive me.’ Then he interposed himself.”


The sixty members of the Concord, a representative from each race that existed in die center, bird-creatures and blue things and large-headed men and orange scents with cilia shuddering… all of them looked at Semph where he hovered. His body and head were crumpled like a brown paper bag. All hair was gone. His eyes were dim and watery. Naked, shimmering, he drifted slightly to one side, then a vagrant breeze in the wall-less chamber sent him back. He had drained himself.


“I ask for this Concord to affix sentence of final flux on this man. Though his interposition only lasted a few moments, we have no way of knowing what damage or unnaturalness it may have caused cross-when. I submit that his intent was to overload the drain and thereby render it inoperative. This act, the act of a beast who would condemn die sixty races of the center to a future in which insanity still prevailed, is an act that can only be punished by termination.”


The Concord blanked and meditated. A timeless time later they relinked, and the Proctor’s charges were upheld; his demand of sentence was fulfilled.


On the hushed shores of a thought, die papyrus man was carried in the arms of his friend, his executioner, the Proctor. There in the dusting quiet of an approaching night, Linah laid Semph down in the shadow of a sigh.


“Why did you stop me?” the wrinkle with a moudi asked.


Linah looked away across die rushing dark.


“Why?”


“Because here, in the center, there is a chance.”


“And for them, all of them out there… no chance ever?”


Linah sat down slowly, digging his hands into the golden mist, letting it sift over his wrists and back into die waiting flesh of the world. “If we can begin it here, if we can pursue our boundaries outward, then perhaps one day, sometime, we can reach to the ends of time with that little chance. Until then, it is better to have one center where there is no madness.”


Semph hurried his words. The end was rapidly striding for him. “You have sentenced them all. Insanity is a living vapor. A force. It can be bottled. The most potent genie in the most easily uncorked bottle. And you have condemned them to live with it always. In the name of love.”


Linah made a sound that was not quite a word, but called it back. Semph touched his wrist with a tremble that had been a hand. Fingers melting into softness and warmth. “I’m sorry for you, Linah. Your curse is to be a true man. The world is made for stragglers. You never learned how to do that.”


Linah did not reply. He thought only of the drainage that was eternal now. Set in motion and kept in motion by its necessity.


“Will you do a memorial for me?” Semph asked.


Linah nodded. “It’s traditional.”


Semph smiled softly. “Then do it for them; not for me. I’m the one who devised the vessel of their death, and I don’t need it. But choose one of them; not a very important one, but one that will mean everything to them if they find it, and understand. Erect the memorial in my name to that one. Will you?”


Linah nodded.


“Will you?” Semph asked. His eyes were closed, and he could not see the nod.


“Yes. I will,” Linah said. But Semph could not hear. The flux began and ended, and Linah was alone in the cupped silence of loneliness.


The statue was placed on a far planet of a far star in a time that was ancient while yet never having been born. It existed in the minds of men who would come later. Or never.


But if they did, they would know that hell was with them, that there was a Heaven that men called Heaven, and in it there was a center from which all madness flowed; and once within that center, there was peace.


In the remains of a blasted building that had been a shirt factory, in what had been Stuttgart, Friedrich Drucker found a many-colored box. Maddened by hunger and the memory of having eaten human flesh for weeks, the man tore at the lid of the box with the bloodied stubs of his fingers. As the box flew open, pressed at a certain point, cyclones rushed out past the terrified face of Friedrich Drucker. Cyclones and dark, winged, faceless shapes that streaked away into the night, followed by a last wisp of purple smoke smelling strongly of decayed gardenias.


But Friedrich Drucker had little time to ponder the meaning of the purple smoke, for the next day, World War IV broke out.]