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| Big King | Thursday, 21. August 2014, 20:49 Post #1 |
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WELCOME MY PUPPETS! This RP is called 20666, and is based off of the murphy's law principle, anything that can go wrong, will. This RP has no rules on content, so do whatever. You final fate will be dictated by your choices and me however. SO ENJOY! FEAST! FOR SUFFERING FOLLOWS! You all begin in the city of Mongol-Alpha, the capital of Mongolia in this alternate reality. You are all office workers for a generic corporation, but awake in your cubical to find no one there but you, what do you do, where do you go, HO HO! WE SHALL FIND OUT! Spoiler: click to toggle [/center]
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| Deleted User | Wednesday, 27. May 2015, 11:45 Post #241 |
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Standing up, I dust myself off, and try as hard as I can to escape the Cafeteria, running to the other side of the room. "Accounting never prepared me for this! Accounting never prepares me for anything!" I cough slightly as I smash a spider with my foot. "Especially not Spiders!" |
| Big King | Thursday, 4. June 2015, 16:45 Post #242 |
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(update coming soon, no worries!) |
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| Big King | Monday, 8. June 2015, 08:16 Post #243 |
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Nutrin Jr: As you run from the spiders, a gigantic spider, clutching a withered corpse, bursts from the manager's office. It roars a mighty roar before charging at you. You have a crowbar however. Hjock: You see a giant spider burst from a nearby office, as a web ball hits you in the arm. Dabsolinen: You hear several loud crashing sounds before you slam into a desk. Travelog: You tumble down a flight of stairs and into the break room, which is littered with mutilated corpses, one of which is lying in a puddle of coffee. Stale Burt pizza is everywhere, coating the carpet tiles in grease. Garmfolds: You, near Mike Chau, are hit by a ceiling tile as a web pulls it down. Edited by Big King, Monday, 8. June 2015, 08:39.
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| TheTraveler | Tuesday, 9. June 2015, 04:06 Post #244 |
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"What a waste of pizza." I mumble to myself, looking around at the corpses. I walk around trying to find a sign of what the hell has been happening |
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| Hjorthorn | Tuesday, 9. June 2015, 09:10 Post #245 |
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"JOKES ON YOU, SCUM!" I scream, throwing the mop at the spider. "I ONLY HAVE ONE ARM, AND YOU AIMED FOR THE ONE THAT DOESN'T EXIST!" Thankfully, the web seems to have covered the stump of my shoulder, stopping the bleeding. I wondered how much of this floor had been contaminated by my diseased blood. |
| "Home is where I work, and I work everywhere." -Alfred Nobel | |
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| Big King | Monday, 15. June 2015, 20:56 Post #246 |
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Hjoathorn: The mop stabs into one of the spider's eyes, green slime spraying everywhere. The spider scurries back into several fire extinguishers, as well as the fire alarm. The sprinklers turn on as foam covers the floor. Travelman: You notice the corpse of WINGED BEAST nearby, as a wandering mailman, lit on fire, shambles towards you. The only nearby weapon you see is a broken coffee pot. EVERYONE: A snow storm begins outside, causing intense winds to flow through the building, spraying snow everywhere there is an open window, including the floor you are on. Outside, a news helicopter plummets by, crashing into the floor above. The roof above you breaks away, sending chairs and desks toppling onto the swarms of spiders, which crawl up them. https://soundcloud.com/excision/excision-x-rated-space-laces Edited by Big King, Monday, 15. June 2015, 20:56.
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| TheTraveler | Tuesday, 16. June 2015, 05:26 Post #247 |
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"What in the fucking shit is going on here!" I yell, as I grab the coffee pot, awkwardly aiming the pointy end towards the burning mailman. "Stay back you beast!" |
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| Hjorthorn | Friday, 17. July 2015, 21:25 Post #248 |
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I begin to stab the mop into the spider's sac, trying to get it to explode horrible sticky webs all over the other spiders. What glory! |
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| Big King | Thursday, 17. September 2015, 13:36 Post #249 |
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GUESS WHAT'S BACK ME BOYOS! Hjbloater: The sack explodes, sending webs and smaller spiders spraying everywhere, what a mistake! Travlerer: The mailman is undeterred, it's burning figure shambling towards you. |
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| TheTraveler | Thursday, 17. September 2015, 14:16 Post #250 |
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I CHARGE towards the crispy, currently-roasting MAILMAN, pointy-end of the broken coffee pot aimed directly at his FACE, as I scream "YOU AREN'T EVEN COOKING YOURSELF RIGHT!" |
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