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Mercedes posted:Sign me up crabrock. It's time to crush some heads! dmboogie posted:In! Phobia posted:Okay I'm in. Genetic Toaster posted:I'm in. PootieTang posted:IN with a Kalyco posted:In for the battle! Teddybear posted:Eh, why not. I'm in.
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I've got a three day-weekend, and I'm in for a fight! It's Ramadhan too- extra auspicious! EDIT: Just to be sure, Team Ock's mascot is a dinosaur with a boner, right? CommissarMega fucked around with this message at 06:56 on Jul 8, 2014 |
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Thank you based Schneider Heim. This brawl's going to awesome.CommissarMega posted:Just to be sure, Team Ock's mascot is a dinosaur with a boner, right? 
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I'd like to offer a crit for week 100 and I'd like to request a crit for my week 100 submission
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CommissarMega posted:EDIT: Just to be sure, Team Ock's mascot is a dinosaur with a boner, right? http://writocracy.com/thunderdome/?story=1132&title=No+Bones+About+It
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People be asking this a lot in IRC so I'll clarify here. Your story doesn't have to involve actual fighting, just some aspect of war. There are lots of things that happen during war that aren't directly combat related, and those are fine to write about (maybe even better? I dunno how good you are at writing a trench scene and making it good). You don't have to explicitly mention the "other team." That's more for the purposes of deciding the winner and exempting people from DMs/Loss.
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You know what I loving hate? Joe Abercrombie and his lovely loving videogame fight scenes.
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CommissarMega posted:EDIT: Just to be sure, Team Ock's mascot is a dinosaur with a boner, right? Oh my God, now I can't unsee it.
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Fanky Malloons posted:Oh my God, now I can't unsee it. OOoooooooooock.
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hey grandpa, learn how to use the internet.
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crabrock posted:hey grandpa, learn how to use the internet. I'm on windows xp and IE 8 right now, i'm lucky it doesn't post everything in braille. e: vv i will crush u vv sebmojo fucked around with this message at 04:39 on Jul 9, 2014 |
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im in both these tems clearly need a heavy hitter  We are still hard at work on judging week 100. Have faith, the prizes will be fabulous, and the glory will be everlasting. Thanks, Crabrock, for fixing the archive, and IRC crew for working on continuity!
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itt i break something and then get a thanks for putting it back how it was 
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Sitting Here posted:both these tems clearly need a heavy hitter guess i best sign up then huh (in)
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I'm in. (Also, I'm pretty sure I received the losertar for 'Brain Block'. What happened to it?)
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Eh what the heck, I am also in.
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sebmojo posted:In. CommissarMega posted:I've got a three day-weekend, and I'm in for a fight! It's Ramadhan too- extra auspicious! Sitting Here posted:im in God Over Djinn posted:guess i best sign up then huh kurona_bright posted:I'm in. (Also, I'm pretty sure I received the losertar for 'Brain Block'. What happened to it?)
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kurona_bright posted:I'm in. (Also, I'm pretty sure I received the losertar for 'Brain Block'. What happened to it?) On it chief!
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IN! TO WAR! LET US CRUSH THE VILLAINOUS FORCES OF enemy_team! FOR THE GLORY OF my_team!
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 WEEK 99: CRITS FOR TWITSMy week 99 crits now include Obliterati Kalyco Teddybear Ironic Twist Sitting Here This is in addition to the already-completed crits for Schneider Heim, DOGOGBYN, Benny the Snake, GodOverDjinn, Crabrock, and PoshAlligator. The last batch will be coming at a time.
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Because my timing is perfect for weeks to come back to this thread: In
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word bounty You have until I wake up. Earn anywhere from 53-107 extra words for your story this week! Prompt: 150 max words on: 
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The Alchemist's Churn, 134 words. It was a magic trick. Take a bucket of cream, stick some wood in it, plunge it for a spell, and there. Rich, creamy gold, fit right for the market. Pure, salt of the earth magic. He didn't remember much these days. Not since the accident. Couldn't remember his name, or his favorite color, or how he'd got in this little white room. He didn't even bother to ask who all the people who came in to poke and prod and question him were anymore. It didn't seem to matter. He'd forget them by the time they left anyway. He remembered how it felt, though, melting on his tongue, how it shined fresh from the bucket. Everything else slipped away, but the gold and its magic stayed with him. It was all he needed.
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Too Late It was steak and a blowjob day and refrigerator was parched of butter. Sheila was half-packed when Byron walked through the front door; she had sent him out, the closest grocery store ten minutes one way at best. The unsalted porterhouse laid out spread eagle on the butcher block, nowhere close to room temp. “I went to the 7-11, I know they don’t carry real butter, but that’s not really the best part of this day anyway,” Byron said. He hadn’t seen her immediately upon entrance; he was too busy smirking at the white tub of yellow substitute. “Suck your own loving cock.” She wheeled her travel case past him, never looking back as she loaded it into her Camry parked at the curb. His left hand slick from the perspiring margarine, Byron stood on the stoop and watched his wife of six years drive away.
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Memories of Butter 78 words Once, before the Incident, I used to use it freely. Now the mere idea of it makes me feel rather ill. Each time I see a pound cake I recall with apprehension The '97 South Wisconsin Melted Butter Spill. The lawyers say I'll never win a claim for mental anguish. Well, tell that to my butter-flavored post-traumatic stress. I cower in the corner when I even spot a crab leg, and couldn't have a Hollandaise except under duress.
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I'm in. How can I pass up such a tempting offer. Nana Jan 148 words I smelled gumbo in my dreams, tasted andouille and okra in the middle of the night. The worst thing about Idaho was the food. Other people who emigrated from out of state mainly complained about the dirt poor Republicans and their arsenals of guns, but not me. I just missed Nana Jan. After she passed, all I had left of her were photos, so I mailed back home and asked the family if she had ever written down her recipes. They never wrote back, but they called. I’m trying my hand at fried chicken tonight. It’s crazy how much butter they’re having me buy at the store, but if it turns out at delicious as the roux did for the gumbo, then I don’t care about the calories. Nana Jan was a round lady when she died, but she always had a smile on her face.
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Word Count: 112 Ah, Butter He pushed around the salad as fireworks went off in the distance. All it was a pile of leaves. Charlotte looked at him with leaf sticking out of her mouth. “What’s wrong?” The fair was today. Deep fried twinkies, deep fried cookie dough, deep fried watermelon. Deep fried everything. He could be barbequing some hamburgers right now. Drinking a beer while watching the game. “Do you not like it?” He stabbed his fork into the bowl, and stuck one of the tasteless leaves into his mouth. He remembered the juicy taste of a steak, the classic sensation of chicken. He smiled at Charlotte. “No, it’s great.” He should’ve never married a vegan.
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You can find my butter interprompt here.
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Unforgotten 149 words There once was butter. It was smooth and delicious, and it knew. So it taunted the other foods in the fridge. “I am the best there is,” it cried. “Nothing goes as well with bread as me!” “Hold on now,” said the cheese. “Oh shut up, you dry twat,” said the cracker, unaware of the irony. “What about spread?” said the steak. “Spread can taste like meat and stuff.” “That may be true,” the butter said, “but I am more flexible. You can put me on a bread and salami on me and still have meat, but also butter. I am the omni-food.” “You certainly are no pizza,” the pizza said. “poo poo, that’s right,” the butter said. The sudden realization drove it mad with grief. It curled itself. So yeah, that’s why it’s bad. I totally remembered to get fresh butter. Now shut up and hand me the spread.
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crabrock posted:Prompt: 150 max words on: A Few Butter Men 144 words The company was on a roll until the enemy rendered their weapons useless. Unable to triglycerides, the Captain quickly dropped the salt to his men. "We'll just have to spread out", said Captain Londolakes. "We can't," said Lieutenant Oleo. "The margarine for error is too high! We're toast!" "You're much too white bread, soldier" said Londolakes, combat knife clenched between his teeth. "I thought you butter than that." "No," said Oleo, "I won't tallow it!" The solder named Chris Go grabbed Oleo by the lapels. "Think about Pam!" "You're right," Oleo said, "I spray every day for a chance to return home. I cannot shorten my life here." The company split for the batter, lost and a-fried. They all managed to greasefully escape but the opposing government issued a fatwa. Makes my stomach churn just thinking about it. Lard have mercy on their souls.
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I overslept. Word bounty closed. I'll probably do another one.
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DuckyB posted:The Alchemist's Churn, 134 words.  +99 wordsNoah posted:Too Late  +87 wordsGod Over Djinn posted:Memories of Butter 78 words  I like your last line. +82 wordsThalamas posted:Nana Jan 148 words  +73 wordsBroenheim posted:Word Count: 112  +53 wordsAnomalous Blowout posted:His Hands, Her Hands this was my favorite  +107 wordsEntenzahn posted:Unforgotten  +65 wordsPhobia posted:A Few Butter Men  I like puns. +100 words - 99 extra words - 322 extra words??? - 245 words
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Hi, I am new and awful, but I want to get better. I am enlisting. (in?)
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I'm in.
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*points up at pencil behind ear* This is my rifle, *points down at rageboner* this is my gun, *points up* this is for fighting, *points down* this is for fun In,  'em and boxx 'em.
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I will be adding some people to a list of Rentboy Mercenaries. They may choose to fight for either team, but must announce which team they are fighting for WHEN THEY POST THEIR STORY. If somebody fails to submit, a Mercenary will step up to that brawl. How you get the Mercenaries to fight for you is up to you?   Anomalous Blowout posted:Eh what the heck, I am also in. Thalamas posted:I'm in. How can I pass up such a tempting offer. Number 36 posted:Hi, I am new and awful, but I want to get better. Tyrannosaurus posted:I'm in. Ironic Twist posted:
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Blowout. See that sack of Old West dollars. Team Ock is this way, through that sack.
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