Who shall die?

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Who shall I take my rage out on?
Who should I murder horribly just for the sake of ruining that person's bright future?
Who shall die to satisfy my wrath?

Hopefully somebody young and full of promise and potential to benefit society.

 

Having a bad hair day?

 

I've been hoping that when you move to the next level, your Avantar (and maybe personality) will transform into something more plesent. Maybe Aunt May from the Spiderman comics, or Fizban the Magnificent.

Unfortunately you are only 50 posts from becoming:

a Myconid Slicer (Level 20)

I don't think that will help the community at all.

Maybe we can lobby BTA & TAL to permenantly change your avantar to a floating, pink, smiley face!!!

(Yeah, I know that my comments will put me right in the cross-hairs of your blood rage, but WTF, this is virtual reality. The worse that will happen is that I'll develope a nasty carpal tunnel syndrom responding to the FLAMES I may recieve )

***Grins innocently and gives Shura a big hug*** "There, all better now."

 

*walks up to Shura and kicks him in the shin*

Sorry, i felt like it...

 

don't make me force you into a samurai dual, i have a +7 yoshiyuki "quick death"!!

 

egg, it's duel.
not dual.
the hell's a yoshiyuki anyway? some rice cooked with eggs?

 

<SLAPS Shura in the face!>

Snap out of it you wimp! And wash your mouth off of that foul portal ooze! Been drinking after midnight again haven't you??

<5 minutes later>

There there, feeling better now? And sorry about that slap, it's called *tough love*.

 

I'll have some of that +7 yoshiyuki please, and some +5 sake to go with it. Easy on the oil.

 

How long can you stand it, rak? Living in perpetual hatred?
I was born to hate, but I had to learn about other emotions, didn't I?
Ironically, I would be more at peace in my ignorance.

 

Well, I wish there was something I could do to help, because I really do want to. The thing is, I get the feeling that you only want to rant.

There's really nothing much we can do then. Most of us can't even listen as they do not understand what it is like to fall through the cracks like that.

And to be honest, I can't say I understand what you're going through. I mean I discriminate on who I want to kill and torture. Obviously our experiences may be quite different.

Why don't you tell me what's eating you? Skip right to the specifics. I've been through many conflicts, of the mind, body and soul. I may be able to...advise you.

 

This was a weird topic. hehe. No offense, but for me, I 've only got 2 words of wisdom where the others gave you plenty.
The words? [Seek Help] ;P

 

And here's two words for you, R'syil: Shut It.

j/k!

Seriously though, you should know better. Good help is hard to come by.

 

I just can't stand the fact that other people around me are so happy and joyful and various crap while I'm so screwed up all the time.

I would take great satisfaction is simply ruining someone whose life is good. Be that person well respected, successful, whatever.

Whenever I see something on a pedestal of purity I simply HAVE to kick it down and drag it through the mud that I am in. How dare they be better off than me?

 

Rak: words fail me: Don't sweat it Shura, there is no such thing as a pedestal of purity nowadays, those "happy people" that you are so pissed at are probably that happy from doing to someone else what you wanna do to them. It's reality, we can't be happy unless someone else isn't. or some other snappy proverb like that hehe

 

You and me are so weird.
Weird.
Weird.
Weird.
That's just what we are.
Weird.

Weirdy-weirdy
weirdo-hole
weird as a weirdo
pocket mole.

Weird in sunny
weirdo pants
weird as Chico Lederkrantz.

I am weird.
You are weird.
Weird's a word
that's weirdly weird.

There's nothing here
you need to know.
(still readin' this,
you weird weirdo?)

 

*Walks up to Big B and kicks him in the shin. While Big B is hopping about like an asparagus, Sniper shoves him in a plastic bag and proceeds to Shura, gives him a slap on the rump to get his attention, bows and says*

"A present for you O mighty Shura of the incontinetia of buttocks...Please accept my gift"

*Sniper then bows again and withdraws his presence*

 

*Rumages around for his Shinguards of Stench +3, once per day abilities cast Stinking Cloud and Horror.

 

*hurriedly stuffs the plastic bag into Sniper's pants before Big B can use his magical artifacts.*

 

*pulls the bag out and ties it to Shura's tail, running away at the speed of light and laughing* Note: that is hard to do.