Huff

I really, really need to make that SubSPUF AR thread I've been thinking about.

No I'm just lazy as fuck.

A refined and a strange Wrap Assassin. I like my Conquistador too much to give it up.

someone tried to buy my "esplorer hat" today

wait include all of the best hair as the disciples of the tighty-hope-ies then it will be perfect By the way, new discussion: hair. Roxy's is the best, Kanaya's and Feferi's are both great too.

Include Roxy's hair as the messiah and I will be your first disciple.

That's Hope, not Light, silly.

They're gonna freakin' burst out of the site itself. This whole thing reminds me of this: Also, I'm just going to say that Dirk's Roxy speech was really sweet c:

I think I know how Jade and John are coming into the Alpha session. Hussie is doing do much with this site layout.

http://mspaforums.com/showthread.php?50906-IDE-Theory-27-This-thread-is-over-bro-I-told-you-dog-I-told-you-about-28!&p=6838802&viewfull=1#post6838802 this conversation

Rescinding all enjoyment of an entertainer over one minor freakout is kind of silly, imo :V But given how bad the two are at trivia, I really think the game itself is providing the comedy here.

Done. I'm pretty darn neutral.

The other was the one I purchased early on for some killing power.

I think I was in the middle of building a Manta.

It was a bot game but hush I had so much fun. DINK. 1,000 posts!

That You Don't Know Jack episode may be the first one in which the game made more laugh more than the grumps. I want to buy it.

Skyerocopter.

I think I have a new favorite hero.

Welcome! I've seen you on the server a few times the one time I've played on the server I'm a high admin on. I hope you enjoy your stay :twilightsmile:

oh my holy fucking christ :headsplosion::headsplosion::headsplosion::headsplosion:

Hi! I'm Huff. I make jokes and annoy people. Welcome!

I always name my Latis Jack and Sydney for the characters on Alias.

“No. Stop. You’re ruining it you daft oaf.” “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING YOU COULD HAVE BEEN KILLED.” Raison sighed and looked down into the rapids of the Comp subforum. Sure, he could have just walked off, but this Hellfire dickbag just had to be fast enough. He tried to wrench his hand from the other poster’s, but the guy had superhuman strength or something. Couldn’t a guy just try to off himself in peace? “Let go dipshit.” Said Raison, meeting his so-called savior’s eyes. Hellfire blanched and tightened his grip. “No! And I repeat, are you nuts? You fall in there, the comp posters will tear you to bits!” cried Hellfire as he scrambled backwards, attempting to pull the tall Californian back onto the bridge. Raison rolled his eyes and shifted his weight so as to counteract the squat poster’s struggles. “I already said that’s the point.” “Ugh.” Raison hardened his gaze and put on a small smirk. “But sure, I’ll give you a try. Give me a reason to continue existing.” He said. “…” “Really, nothing? Come on, that was a good pun. Silent-level, even.” “…” “♥♥♥♥ you too then.” --- Binary and Rammite stood to the side laughing. Half of the party was now drunk, partially unclothed, and remarkably inebriated. Jordax and Pan had escaped to a broom closet, and thesupremecmdr had quickly succumbed to the elixir himself. “Ahahah oh my god we are in so much trouble!” wheezed Rammite in between whooping laughs. “But think, dude. We’ll always look back and remember this as the night shit got wrecked. The night we made our stand. The night we’ll never forget.” Said Binary as he steadied his companion. “The night everyone else won’t be able to remember!” snickered Rammite. “True, true. But there’s always the yearbook for that.” Mused Binary. “Now let’s get out of here before the Commander finds us. You know we have hell to pay for this tomorrow?” “Yep. But tonight we have a pizza to eat and some games to play.” “Damn straight.” The two admins turned to the exit, taking off their Admin lanyards and tossing them in the trash. A sudden darkening stopped them. The lights in the gym had gone out. The next moment, however, the stage was illuminated, and the two turned to watch. --- Skye punched Hertz. It wasn’t a wimpy punch one would expect out of a guy labeled as feminine. It wasn’t a perfect uppercut delivered with a resounding crunch like in the movies. It was a punch borne out of despair, frustration, and the destruction of a silver chiffon gown. It knocked the monitor man to the ground in one blow. “HOW. DARE. YOU.” Growled Skye as he sat on the downed poster’s chest and looked him in the eyes. “First you touch my scarf, then you send off my date, and then you cut my dress to ribbons! I swear to god I’m going to make Lysias ground a monitor into dust in the next update.” “Who’s Lysias?” groaned Hertz through a bloody nose. “Ugh, whatever.” Grumbled Skye as he got off of Hertz “But I will finish this dance. I’m a man of my word if anything.” The two, not a little disgusted with each other, got up and danced around in the circle of empty space their altercation had given them. Before the song ended, however, all the lights went out. Skye looked towards the back of the room to see if anything had bumped the light switch. A sharp appearance of light on the stage made him turn around. His mouth widened into a large smile. --- Huff bunched up his dress and hustled towards the two figures dancing to the side of the main crowd. As he approached, Cactus’ sister and Witty_Name looked at him and immediately drew apart. “Uh… hi, Huff. How are you doing?” asked Witty, sweating profusely. Huff pushed the two apart even further. “I’m bored of this storyline. Now I’m appearing out of character right now to offer a choice to you two. Should I let you two continue on your date, or should I break you two up, hmm?” “I.. I.. what?” stammered ConfoundedCactus, running her hand nervously through her hair. “Oh, well, if you can’t decide, I guess it’s up to the school.” Said Huff as he walked over to the stage. He cupped his hands to his mouth and yelled to the gym, “ATTENTION SPUF HIGH. I KNOW YOU HAVE SOME ADVENTURES TO GET TO, BUT SHOULD THESE TWO GO OUT? JUST TELL ME OR WHATEVER. Thank you.” Huff stepped down, straightened up, and resumed his original poise, dewing up his eyes and blushing. Very soon, his horde of admirers returned as he continued accepting gifts and reveling in fame. ConfoundedCactus and Witty_Name looked at each other and blinked. “What does he mean by out of character?” “No idea.” The attention of the pair was then caught by the sudden burst of light and artificial fog on the stage. --- Rynjin approached Bernkastel, his shirt soaked with sweat. “Okay, Ryn. Just ask. That’s all. Just ask,” he thought to himself. It didn’t help him relax, but it did propel him forwards. He soon reached the purple-haired individual. “Uh, hi, Bernkastel.” He mumbled. The maid outfit-borne poster simple looked at him and popped another ♥♥♥♥tail shrimp into their mouth. “The guys and I were wondering if uh. You, er, uh, were a…” “Oh my god I can’t take this anymore.” Came a voice from behind Rynjin. He turned about to see a tall man in a Blighted Beak, barely managing to make a noise before the man pushed him to the floor. He fell. He tumbled. And he came to rest, his head underneath Bernkastel’s skirt. “Oh my god.” Said Rynjin flatly as he scrambled out from under the skirt. “I am so so so so sorr-“ His apology was cut short by a slap from Bern. “Ok, I deserved that” said Rynjin. Bern nodded in a huff. “I’ll be off now.” He slowly walked back towards his so-called friends who were cracking up. “Ok. It was embarrassing and I'll , but I have the answer. Bern’s a-“ He was cut short a second time, this time by the sudden blackout. The stage lit up and a deep twang issued from the amplifiers of the DJ terminal. --- Skye’s smile widened as the lights brightened. On the stage, a solitary figure stood, banjo in hand, potato in his pocket, adorned with a Family Business on his belt and a hat of floppy drives. Stamda began to strum on his banjo. The sensual tones soothed the crowd. Soon everyone had come to the center to mosh and chant Stamda’s name. He played and played, running from Banjoquest to the TF2 theme song. He felt like his fingers were on fire, but he couldn’t stop. The lights behind him came on, and his banjo began to lift into the air. He held on and played best he could. As he reached the climax of his final song, the banjo burst in light, all of it centered on Hertz, who was blasted away from Skye. He came to a rest at the bare legs of a certain someone. Nerfed looked down at him. --- Skye ran onto the stage as Stamda floated back down to the ground. The crowd cheered, whistled, and yelled, all amazed at the sheer brilliance of the StamBan. The two smiled and waved out at the crowd before turning to each other. Stamda removed his banjo and smiled at his date. Skye smiled back. The slowly leaned towards each other as their lips finally loOH HELL NAW. Huff burst on to the stage in between the happy couple, red with rage. He stamped his silver high heels and yelled. “WAIT. I’M THE MARY SUE, HERE! I’M SUPPOSED TO GET THE MALE LEAD, NOT THIS BIMBO. HE CAN’T EVEN BOTHER TO UPDATE HIS PROJECTS AT LEAST ONCE A WEEK WHO EVEN DOES THAT? NOT ANYONE I KNOW OF. NOW COME HERE!” Huff pushed Skye out of the way and grabbed Stamda by the shoulders. As much as he struggled, Stamda couldn’t escape. His first kiss was going to be at the lips of a crazed Mary Sue self-insert. “Hey cousin!” Huff paused, turning away from Stamda. “YOU TOLD ME WE’D GO SEE BEEG AMERICAN TEETEES! Huff’s face went white as he spotted the source of the noise. “WE NEED TO GO BOWLING, COUSIN!” Yelled Moby as he ran towards the stage. He launched a bowling ball at Huff from his Loose Cannon, knocking Huff into the back wall of the stage. Stamda was shocked to see blood darkening the already red dress. “Don’t worry. He’ll respawn in a second.” Barked Moby with a thumbs-up. “Now weren’t you in the middle of something? “Yeah, they were NOW KISS HIM, STAMDA. KISS HIM NOW for once, I agree with this guy. Do it!” yelled Cube and Ico from the crowd. Corvette’s attention was held by the gagging Rynjin, but he flashed a thumbs-up too. Nitz and Silent gave a drunken yell of approval from the back, both too inebriated to be brought down by the death of their good friend. Rammite and Binary gave catcalls from the door and the Commander drunkenly chewed them out. Witty and Cactus' sister smiled up at him. In the back, a tall figure nodded. All signs to kiss the boy. Stamda approached Skye. The kiss seemed to echo throughout the entirety of the forum grounds. None would forget that night. --- Guy looked towards the dance subforum. Sounded like a bomb of cheers had gone off. Maybe someone had finally killed Huff. Hopefully. Turning his radio back up, Guy slouched back into his chair and pulled his ten-gallon over his eyes. Silently, he wondered where Raison was. The bastard was supposed to have met him here five minutes ago. Whatever he had to do shouldn’t have taken him this long. two more chapters left I think, including the epilogues

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