PhoenixIncarnate wrote:If I'm doing anything out of line, feel free to knock me into place.
Well, first of all, you're introducing yourself all wrong. You're supposed to leap into a sensitive thread with expletives, then state that everyone will grow to hate you because you hate all humanity, then fade away into obscurity broken only by occasional tirades against the owners of Keenspace. Just like I did.
I am the dictator of the box! I sit on the throne and keep ye boxians in line!
*Grabs PhoenixIncarnate, mimo, Asuria, Subhuman, and SquirtEryna, crams them into the evergrowing box, then grabs Friend and fits him in the box as well for being in the way*
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HAAAAA!!!!!
I'm glad 90's style forum signatures don't exist anymore.
The small hole my nose is sticking out of speaks otherwise.
At least I can breath now... I just hope it doesn't regenerate or something and fuse my nose into the cardboard.
This webcomic, seen here is hosted on the free web host Comic Genesis which pretty much proves its not popular.
Oh noes! Read all about the tormented artist I am!
Ryuko wrote:They're probably just growing into healthy posters, and climbing out of the box.
And that is why the Box is an important part of any young Spacer's education. Oh, where would we be without it? *Carefully hides the fact that she has never been boxed*
Warning: This poster regularly makes unintentionally sexual posts. Or at least "unintentional" is what she claims...
The Box was (i think) initially for newbies who abuse their posting privlages (spelling?).
So abunch of people came here and slowly melted into the forums without being thrown in.
*feels an itch in his foot. looks down at Aster. Throws him out of the box into a seperate steel cage*
ahh, that's better!
I'm glad 90's style forum signatures don't exist anymore.
A small, gray, lonely hand gropes wraithlake at the leg of a passerby. A faint whimper comes from the cage, and large, tearing chibi eyes glance up at you, then quickly turn away.
"Sir Pyro is my master, I have to obey him," whispers the creature as it rocks itself to sleep.