If there's one thing I HATE with the burning intensity of an Aztec war god, it's dinosaur chili!
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You would think with the invention of computers that forms in duplicate would be obsolete. Somebody found a way to make them mandatory again. And again they were made obsolete when the captain booted into a old posthuman program given to her world as a gift during the earliest years of colonization.
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OK, I'm calling...
"It would seem," said the unicorn, polishing his monocle, "That I must apologize for having initiated this series of events."
"It would seem," said the unicorn, polishing his monocle, "That I must apologize for having initiated this series of events."
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I call.
"I'm supposed to believe you failed the maneuver because you 'saw a horse with a horn in the ship's cockpit'?" My C.O. screamed.
"I'm supposed to believe you failed the maneuver because you 'saw a horse with a horn in the ship's cockpit'?" My C.O. screamed.
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Well, we can't finish this hand until the druid shows us his...
"Hey, Peter, are you in or out of this poker game?" called the unicorn, drunkenly twirling his monocle around the end of his horn.
"Hey, Peter, are you in or out of this poker game?" called the unicorn, drunkenly twirling his monocle around the end of his horn.
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I'll raise.
"Ok, the unicorn I can handle, but would someone tell me who invited that?" Peter cried, pointing to the gelatinous mound eating his carpet
"Ok, the unicorn I can handle, but would someone tell me who invited that?" Peter cried, pointing to the gelatinous mound eating his carpet
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Why do kids want to be superheros? I wondered as I fired a kinetic blast at the target, If it doesn't shoot back, it smells.
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Wait a minute, I folded the first turn. I'm already out. Why am I still playing?
Ensign Simon raised his blaster at the beast, praying that the single remaining charge was enough to penetrade the unicorn's thick hide.
Ensign Simon raised his blaster at the beast, praying that the single remaining charge was enough to penetrade the unicorn's thick hide.
The unicorn grinned at me, baring bloodstained fangs, and I belatedly realised that this symbol of purity and grace was in reality a heavy warhorse with built-in lance.
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"Damn, I thought they were extinct...I guess 'The Irish Rovers' didn't know what the hell they were talking about", Peter mumbled after losing another hand to the unicorn.
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Lol Jayje. You read my mind or something. xD
"Call my bluff, will you?" demanded the whip-wielding unicorn, stomping its cloven hooves impatiently.
"Call my bluff, will you?" demanded the whip-wielding unicorn, stomping its cloven hooves impatiently.
I adjusted the protective monocle on Thunder Hoof's good eye, gave the old unicorn a friendly pat on his scarred back, then stepped out of the ritual arena.
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I woke that dreary morning to the not-entirely-unexpected sight of a slightly hung-over unicorn smoking in bed beside me and asking, "So, was it good for you, baby?"
Shoestring, I swear, this game is like crack. *Lays down cards* I give you a waking up scene, a description of the weather and a talking animal. I was going to throw a mirror in there too, but even this Brazen Kitty couldn't take that!
Shoestring, I swear, this game is like crack. *Lays down cards* I give you a waking up scene, a description of the weather and a talking animal. I was going to throw a mirror in there too, but even this Brazen Kitty couldn't take that!
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When I woke up from a messed up dream involving a poker-playing S&M unicorn--wearing a monocle--I wasn't quite sure that I ever wanted to go back to sleep again.
*snicker* And It was all a dreeeaaamm....
*snicker* And It was all a dreeeaaamm....
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The unicorn felt violated, yet elated, by the 'horse play' of the previous evening, and smiled inwardly at the memories.
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"Well, of course unicorns have filthy minds, with those horns sticking out all the time," opined the half-elf as he brushed out his flaxen locks in front of the mirror.
I swear, half my posts are in this thread! Is there an Anonymos group for First Line Game Threads?
I swear, half my posts are in this thread! Is there an Anonymos group for First Line Game Threads?
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I would post on that thread 
Hi, I'm Peter, I've been addicted to 'First Line' for about a year and a half. Not sure how to stop, and frankly, not sure why I should. Is that Oldbrasscat? Hey, wassup? Good to see you here, wanna get a beer after?
"The unicorn is dead", Sargeant Rollo said, to no one in particular, wondering how the donkey fit into the equation.
Hi, I'm Peter, I've been addicted to 'First Line' for about a year and a half. Not sure how to stop, and frankly, not sure why I should. Is that Oldbrasscat? Hey, wassup? Good to see you here, wanna get a beer after?
"The unicorn is dead", Sargeant Rollo said, to no one in particular, wondering how the donkey fit into the equation.
Peter dove out of the way as the advancing siren swept down upon him, bloodstained talons ready to plunge into his unicorn.
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Peter put in his earplugs and wished again that his unicorn could fly, or swim at least, and cocked his shotgun, preparing for the sirens' assault.
With steely determination, the young hero grabs his mystical Louisville "Magnifico" and readies to knock Ms Siren over the fence.