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Funny Moments of Monsters

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  • Funny Moments of Monsters

    Hours of playing in the mind of your special fiend can bring some interesting moments to the mundane life of a monster, sometimes things happen or are said that make you and/or your monster break into tears and roll around on the floor praying to Grendel that your sides not split open and reveal your insides to the pinkies.

    Now the ever-fun-loving, Grae the Orc and I leave you all a thread to share those moments with everyone, so that we all may laugh at your characters actions, thoughts, and words.


    I present to you:
    The Funniest Moments of Monsters Monsters! Grendels Revenge
    To conquer without risk, is to succeed without glory

  • #2
    Dialogue between Grae the Orc and Malice the Minotaur

    <Malice the Minotaur grumbles: *Sings* If your blue and you don't know where to go to why don't you go to where fashion sits. Puttin on the Ritz.>
    <You grumble: Wat ritz?>
    <Malice the Minotaur grumbles: The Ritz.>
    <Malice the Minotaur grumbles: *eyeshift*>
    <You grumble: Wat ritz?>
    <You grumble: Malice take Grae to ritz?>
    <Malice the Minotaur grumbles: I don't know...it's a high society kind of place. Orcs might not fit in. Do you have a tuxedo?>
    <You grumble: Wat dat?>
    <Malice the Minotaur grumbles: It's a coat made of Sphinx skin.>
    <You grumble: Ooooohh>
    <Malice the Minotaur grumbles: Very soft.>
    <You grumble: Birdies no like dem do dey>
    <Malice the Minotaur grumbles: Let em eat hay.>
    <You grumble: *snicker*>
    <You grumble: But dey DO eat hay>
    <Malice the Minotaur grumbles: Thats what I meant. >
    <You grumble: Nobody want wear Grea... Grea butt tough, no soft.>
    <Malice the Minotaur grumbles: I want Orc skin armor...good protection.>
    <You grumble: I sat on pick odder day. And no even know till my goblin took out an say GRAE! You have pick stuck in butt!>
    To conquer without risk, is to succeed without glory

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    • #3
      <Grae the Orc grumbles: [Wanna sleeping chamber?]>
      <You grumble: I do!>
      You arrive at an empty room. Grae the Orc is here. You see an opening to the north and to the south.
      You snarl to Grae the Orc, "I want a place to keep all my mistresses."
      You shift your eyes back and forth suspiciously.
      Grae the Orc chuckles at you.
      You snarl, "I mean..."
      You snarl, "To deposit my hoard."
      Grae the Orc pats you.
      You snarl, "Yeah..."
      You shift your eyes back and forth suspiciously.
      Grae the Orc says, "I no tell Boss"
      Malice the Minotaur wipes some sweat from his brow.

      Ciciro

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      • #4
        Ciciro blabbered:

        You snarl to Grae the Orc, "I want a place to keep all my mistresses."
        So... that's your true plan, eh? You're also planning to break my minotaur's heart, eh? We'll see about this. *scowls dangerously and sharpens her hooves*

        Skye the Minotaur's Mum

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        • #5
          LMFAO

          [Success: 477, Roll: 634] Antigone the Spirit releases a thick bolt of chain lightning. The energy strikes home, passing through you. *ZZZZZT*! 103 points of damage!

          claw ant

          57 points of damage! You fall, kicking and screaming, into the oblivion of Grendel's embrace!

          [Success: 531, Roll: 880] You slash at Antigone the Spirit with your strong claws. 98 points of damage! 40 points of damage! 90 points of damage! Antigone the Spirit roars a final time before dying. You infect her with poison, strength 7!

          64 points of damage! Antigone the Spirit roars a final time before dying. You infect her with poison, strength 8!

          Antigone the Spirit roars a final time before dying. You infect her with poison, strength 8!

          Antigone the Spirit roars a final time before dying. You infect her with poison, strength 8!

          [Success: 531, Roll: 111] You slash at Antigone the Spirit with your strong claws, but miss.

          [Success: 477, Roll: 760] Antigone the Spirit releases a thick bolt of chain lightning. The energy strikes home, passing through you. *ZZZZZT*! 11 points of damage! You fall, kicking and screaming, into the oblivion of Grendel's embrace!
          The only person who is allowed to kill people in mass numbers is god himself.. and its cool because he always serenedes you with trumpets to soften the mood prior.

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          • #6


            A harpy grunt named wrongly whistles.
            A goblin grunt named stupidly sighs.
            <Morphius thinks aloud: Would Aelavius, Jacie, Reever, Atre, Sarian, Anaya,
            Dracuul, Psilac, Bobith, Jepta, Ryback, Coppernicus, or Agnus be available?>

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            • #7
              I think you won, Stuntmonkey. The way I see it, you killed Antigone four times, and she only killed you twice.
              SMAAAASH!!

              "I'm serious. These brains--they're out there. They're shining...with eyes of hard plastic. And blue hair--blue as the night!"

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              • #8
                There was a great moment between Grae and Runch the orc.

                *considers a Clan-only-Orc-brawl*
                Henry: (To Indy) MARCUS?! You didn't drag poor Marcus along, did you? He's not up to the challenge.
                Donovan: He sticks out like a sore thumb. We'll find him.


                Indy: The hell you will. He's got a two-Day head-start on you, which is more than he needs. (Beat) Brody's got friends in every town and village from here to the sudan. He speaks a dozen languages, knows every local custom. He'll blend in. Disappear. You'll never see him again. With any luck, he's got the Grail already.

                Henry looks amazed and impressed.
                ------------------------------------------------
                Ext. Train station - city of Iskenderun - Day
                Brody disembarks from the train along with the other passengers, a cross- section of arabs and tusks.
                Brody: Does anyone here speak english? Or even ancient greek?
                Originally posted by Dark997895
                Though I do have the advantage of TEC, where training is nowhere as exciting as it is here, what with all the bodies exploding and Hamlet quotes.

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                • #9
                  Me and Grae both are the best to listen to fighting on grumbles. Think of two builders with the speech capability of a retard and the smarts of a rocket scientist who both have power trip ego's and have nothing better to do then call each other names and rag on each other's mama's.

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                  • #10
                    oh yeah,
                    <blah the minotaur grumbles:So what is a teleporter made of anyways?>
                    <You grumble: It's very technical. Da ting has a quantum defragulizer, a multi-dimensional portal ring, a systematic mark locator, and a -lot- of duct tape.>
                    No wonder it blew splokk up and into a minotaur.

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                    • #11
                      No wonder it blew splokk up and into a minotaur.
                      *I* thought that was hilarious.

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                      • #12
                        Hmmm... I shall have to post my clan's grumbles on here....

                        anyways here's my monster humnor

                        <Tien the Minotaur grumbles: Sir Tien is Brave! >
                        <Tien the Minotaur grumbles: Sir Tien saved the day!>
                        <Tien the Minotaur grumbles: Sir Tien ran Away!>
                        Tien the Minotaur yell "Help me Millenia! Are they still after me?!"
                        yell No. I saved you Princess Tien!
                        you tell "No. I saved you Princess Tien!
                        Naphtali the Lich

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                        • #13
                          Nemi the Scarab mumbles something.
                          Linh the Ogre ponders.
                          Zelgadis the Wyvern grins to Linh the Ogre, "We're square dancing! 8)"
                          Zelgadis the Wyvern eyes you appraisingly.
                          Linh the Ogre grins.
                          Zelgadis the Wyvern grins.
                          Nemi the Scarab hunches down for no apparent reason. She looks confused.
                          Zelgadis the Wyvern hunches down for no apparent reason. He looks confused.
                          Nemi the Scarab hunches down for no apparent reason. She looks confused.
                          Zelgadis the Wyvern hunches down for no apparent reason. He looks confused.
                          Nemi the Scarab hunches down for no apparent reason. She looks confused.
                          Zelgadis the Wyvern hunches down for no apparent reason. He looks confused.
                          Zelgadis the Wyvern hunches down for no apparent reason. He looks confused.
                          Nemi the Scarab cackles.
                          Zelgadis the Wyvern pauses.
                          Linh the Ogre exclaims, "hmmm .... confusion all around me .. aHHHH!"
                          http://www.angelfire.com/games5/chimera/index.html
                          You know you wanna go...

                          Woodz responds from afar, "Wow, never had that happen."
                          proclaim Do I win a prize? 8)
                          Woodz responds from afar, "Yes, you get your favor back and your strength reduced!"
                          Woodz responds from afar, "*winks*"

                          Climberx responds, "Welcome back. It can happen, i'd just let the poor little fella be...sure he will run home to mommy anytime now. "

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                          • #14
                            Great Explorations In Monster-Pyshics

                            <You grumble: So, uh Resiak, how does a fireball work.>
                            <Resiak the Ghoul grumbles: *puffs out a heart shaped fireball*>
                            <Resiak the Ghoul grumbles: Well, you get some vitriol, sugar, a bit of spice...>
                            <You grumble: *nods taking notes*>
                            <Resiak the Ghoul grumbles: mix and pour into a spherical fishbowl...>
                            You grumble: why spherical?>
                            <Resiak the Ghoul grumbles: Fire BALL >
                            <You grumble: ah.>
                            <You grumble: so it can be assumed you have great balls of fire?>
                            <Resiak the Ghoul grumbles: indeed! >
                            <You grumble: I see>
                            <Resiak the Ghoul grumbles: *juggles a great balls of fire, one slips and poofs!*>
                            <You grumble: fighting's less complicated. I use my binary extensor muscel to swing my claws at approximately 125 miles per hour, creating an almost vorpal effect, thus when it connects the speed and viscousity severes the opponents cephalothoraxial area. In essence a miniature sonic boom created from the amount of stored kine>
                            <You grumble: kinetic energy sends a tremendous jolt through my oppenents form dissolving their skeletal system..>
                            <Resiak the Ghoul grumbles: I say Sher... er... Millenia! How DO you do it?>
                            <You grumble: *smokes her pipe* elementary, my dear Resiak... elementary>
                            Naphtali the Lich

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                            • #15
                              Cat the Sphynx

                              The one on your site.. that wins by far

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