LadyBernkastel

That implies he's put back into one body. Side note: Rather busy today, looking for work and such. May or may not be a new chapter today, depending on whether or not I have time.

My sincerest apologies. It will get better.

Mages suck ass.

Wouldn't you?

I don't remember the word BANHAMMER ever appearing in this thread.

Um . . . Let me think about it. . . . . . . . . . No. Nuu chapter: [spoiler2]Chapter 3 A large number of SPUFers gathered into the living room to hear Stamda play his banjo. In the far back of the crowd, KillaWaliid and the last Templar were trying to hide a stray cat they found. KillaWaliid scratched his head while Templar tried to hide it with his jacket. “Killa, why are we doing this? Commander will be so mad at us.” KillaWaliid held the cat by its stomach. “Because look at him. We can’t just leave him out in the rain, can we?” “Put it down!” Templar held his jacket up higher to prevent anyone from seeing the cat. “We can’t keep that cat here. What’s keeping us from leaving it outside?” “It’ll get cold eventually.” KillaWaliid set the cat down. Templar lowered his jacket and wrapped the cat in his jacket. “Besides, if LadyBernkastel can stick around, this cat can stay here. If Commander tells us to get rid of Snickerdoodle, I’ll tell him to kick her out too.” “You named the cat Snickerdoodle?” “Doesn’t it just sound so cute?” Killa started poking the cat. “Her name shall be Snickerdoodle, and she shall be the cutest cat in the world.” “Well, let’s get her out of here before someone sees that we’re hiding her. I think if we sneak out now we can take her to our room before anyone sees her. Let’s go.” KillaWaliid and Templar snuck out of the living and dashed for the bedrooms. To the far right of the crowd, Doopliss, Corvette, and LadyBernkastel were listening to Stamda’s music. LadyBernkastel was curled up, half-asleep. Doopliss and Corvette lounged against the wall with their eyes closed. All three of them were startled out of their daze by a loud beep coming from Doopliss. He grabbed a beeper from his pocket. “Damn it. I forgot I had Mann vs Machine tonight. Hey, Bern, can you do me a favor?” “Sure thing, Doop doop. What is it?” “I’m going to be rather busy at dinner. Can you take Verumae’s dinner to him?” LadyBernkastel ears perked up. Her smile became a large grin. “Of course!” “Thanks. I need to go get ready now. I’ll see you guys in a little bit.” Doopliss stood up and left the room. LadyBernkastel and Corvette went back to lounging around. Bern opened one eye and looked at Corvette. “So . . . wanna see me without my cosplay on?” Corvette shot her a confused glance. “I have before. We promised to never speak of it, remember?” “Oh, right.” ------------------- “This is awful.” Medic checked her reading once again to make sure she didn’t read it wrong. “But it looks like it’s true. I – I’m sorry to say, but . . . Cube, you caught the weeaboo.” Idiot Cube sat up in his bed. “But that can’t be true! I’ve never had the weeaboo, nano desu~!” He immediately put his hands over his mouth to stop himself. Buddhazilla walked over to Cube’s bed. “He – He’s going to be okay, right? We can still cure him, can’t we?” Medic walked grabbed her clip board and looked closely at it. “Yes, we can cure him. But it won’t be easy. For starters, we need copious amounts of Red Bull.” She glared at Cube. “Your condition seems to stem from you not having enough Red Bull in your diet.” Idiot Cube hid the bottom of his face under his blankets. “Isn’t Red Bull extremely unhealthy for you though?” Medic slammed her clip board down on the bed. “No! It’s not!” Medic opened the door to the room and looked outside. After determining no one could hear her, she closed the door and walked back to Cube. “That’s what they want you to think. The Man wants you to not drink Red Bull, so that the whole world will become weeaboos, making Japanese occupation of America easier! This whole world will be on its knees all because people didn’t drink their god damn Red Bull!” “Medic, you’re scaring me!” Idiot Cube was now completely obscured by his blanket. Medic readjusted her glasses and picked the clip board back up. “Anyway, the best medicine right now is Red Bull. Buddha, I’ll need you to make sure he finds some Red Bull, got it?” “I’ll do that. Thanks so much for coming, Medic.” “It’s my pleasure. I’d hate to see our mansion be overcome by a Red Bull deficiency.” Medic walked out of the room. Before she closed the door, she took a look a Buddha. “By the way, call me some time.” After she finally walked away, Buddha pondered what she said for a moment. “I don’t get it. I did call her. If I didn’t, how would she have known to come here?” “Maybe she meant . . . Maybe she meant saying Medic is a treatment option, nano desu~” Idiot Cube sighed to gain his focus. He started chanting “Medic . . . Medic . . . Medic . . .” over and over again. ------------------- Bernkastel walked around in the kitchen, waiting for Buddha to finish Verumae’s dinner. “What are you cooking him?” “What? Do you think we cook him something different than we cook the rest of you?” Buddha opened up the oven and took out a cooking platter with baked chicken on it. “He’s having the same thing you ate just a few minutes ago.” “Oh.” Bernkastel walked over to the counter and picked up a book she had set down earlier. “Well, that’s good. I hope he likes it.” “Me too. So make sure you are extra careful with this. I don’t want you shedding all over his chicken.” Buddha put the chicken on a plate and handed it to Bernkastel. “By the way, what’s the book that you’re holding?” “Oh, that book? That’s just one of Doopliss’s spell books. I’m going be a great mage just like him, someday.” Bernkastel took the plate and began walking out of the kitchen. “I’m just going to read it when I’m done with this. Bye~” LadyBernkastel started heading up the stairs that led to Verumae’s room. When she got there, she made sure to stand two steps below the door as to not intrude on Verumae’s level. Verumae opened the door. “They asked the cat to bring me food? Where’s Doopliss?” “He was busy, so I’m here now. Here’s your food, nya~!” “What’s a nya?” “Ancient feline language, nya~!” Bernkastel handed Verumae the plate. As Verumae took the food into his room, Bernkastel start frantically flipping through her book. She found the page she was looking for and held her hand in the air. Verumae walked back to Bernkastel. “By the way, I was going to ask you to . . . what are you doing?” “Kuro~n!” A ball of light appeared in Bernkastel’s hand. She threw it at Verumae. Verumae began to sparkle, and then began to glow. He fell at the ground gasping for breath. “What the hell did you do to me?!” He began to glow more brightly, and then he split off into two Verumaes. And then three. And then four. When the spell finally stopped working, fifty Verumae’s were crammed into the room. Bernkastel immediately slammed the door shut and dashed back down to the dining room. [/spoiler2]

Because that's what we have right now. It would fall under leave it be.

I'm starting to get the feeling Unromantic XYTWO doesn't like my fanfics.

Thanks for contributing to this thread.

Now that I have some actual plot ideas, let's see where the story takes us. Also, I hope the great Verumae approves of how I portray him in this story. Nuu chapter: [spoiler2]Chapter 3 Buddhazilla and Idiot Cube worked diligently to prepare today’s lunch. They hurried back and forth, grabbing ingredients for a pizza, checking on that which was already in the oven, and preparing the food the was done to be delivered to the mansion occupants. After they finished cooking the food, they set it on a platter to be picked up by Designator and Stamda. They then took it to the three tables, where everyone gathered in the same spots as they did earlier that morning. Idiot Cube and Buddhazilla continued cooking food. They worked as quickly as they knew how. “Cube, I need some pepperoni. Do we not have any left in the box?” Idiot Cube checked the box where they had been storing pepperoni earlier. “No, it doesn’t look like it. Do we have it stored anywhere else?” “Yeah, check the cabinet just to the right of the oven. There should be a container with some pepperoni in there.” Idiot Cube opened the cabinet and started looking through it. He pushed some pots and pans to the side and found the container of pepperoni sitting in the very back. “Here it is.” “Good. Thank you.” Buddha continued preparing the pizza to be baked. Idiot Cube looked at Buddha preparing the pizza. He nervously looked at the ground and tried to think of what he wanted to say. “Um . . . Buddha . . .” He tried to force himself to say it, but the words weren’t coming to him. After another moment of waiting, he finally blurted it out. “Am I kawaii?” Buddha completely froze. He turned to Idiot Cube with a concerned face. “Cube, what did you just say?” “I want you to tell me if I’m kawaii!” “Oh god!” Buddha rested his hands on Idiot Cube’s shoulders. “Dude, you need to go lay down now. I’m not a doctor, but it sounds to like . . . like you’ve caught the weeaboo!” Idiot Cube lurched back in fear. “No!” He stood with his back against the wall. He breathing grew heavier. “I – I don’t want to catch the weeaboo, Buddha!” “There may still be time. Go lay down. I’ll finish the lunch for today and I’ll find someone to fill in for you tonight.” Buddha took the apron off of Idiot Cube and set it on a nearby counter. “And whatever you do, don’t talk to any weeaboos. It’ll only accelerate the process. They were able to handle it, but you will most likely be killed if this continues.” Idiot Cube trembled as he slowly walked towards the door. “Buddha, you aren’t going to let the weeaboo destroy me, are you?” “Of course not.” Buddha smiled and continued working on the pizzas. “Once lunch is over, I’m going to start making the cure for weeabooism. You’ll be just fine by tomorrow. Trust me.” “Thank you, so much, Buddha-senpai . . . Ach! I’m leaving now!” Idiot Cube dashed out of the kitchen. -------------------- Verumae sat on his bed playing DOTA 2 on his laptop. “Damn it!” He stood up and clutched his head in anger. “Why do these terribads even bother playing?” He leaned down and activated the push-to-talk button. “Get on my level, scrubs!” Suddenly, someone started knocking on Verumae’s door. He hopped off the bed and walked over to the door. “Finally, it’s about time those slow-asses brought me some food.” He opened the door and saw Huff standing there with a plate of pizza in his hands. “I’ve brought you your lunch, Verumae.” “It’s about time.” Verumae grabbed the plate and sat it on a table near his bed. “I was starting to think you slow-asses forgot about me. I see you remembered to stand two steps below my level though. I think that deserves kudos.” Verumae started slow clapping. Huff cleared his throat. “You know, Verumae, a lot of the rest of us don’t really know that much about you, since you stay up here so much. Why don’t you let me in and we can chat?” “No!” Verumae tried to block the door to his room with his arms. “No one gets into my room! This is my level, and you all will stay down!” “. . . Fine. Doopliss will be up here tonight to bring you dinner.” Huff walked back down the stairs. Verumae slammed the door, and walked back to his pizza. “Why should I bother getting to know those losers? A collection of nerds, weeaboos, manchildren and the like.” He took a bite of the pizza and sat down on his bed. “They even have the nerve to serve me this plebian food!” Verumae walked over to his window, overlooking the SPUD mansion. “Look at them. They have a much better mansion than us. It doesn’t have nearly as many issues as ours.” Verumae set his hand on the window. “Maybe I can convince Tim Timsen to attack this mansion again and get us a mansion like theirs.” Verumae finished off the piece of pizza. He walked over to a small fridge next to the table and grabbed a Red Bull. “And you know, I deserve better than this? Why aren’t any of the SPUFers my personal butler? It’s like I’m the only person around here who can wait on me. The next person who comes up here to hand me my food, I’m going to commission him to be my new butler.” ------------------- Razputin and Façade stared intently at the SPUD Mansion directly across the road. “Those bastards are lucky.” Razputin kept his eyes on a pair of binoculars, allowing him to see directly into the windows of the mansion. “Those bastards got the support of the government. They were practically given this mansion, and we had to pay for this with every penny we had. Why didn’t we just move in with them?” Façade took a step back and started smoking a cigarette. “Because those of the SPUD Mansion have far lower intellect than us. Their reliance on the government for a mansion proves they wouldn’t be able to get their own mansion.” “Maybe.” Razputin continued looking through the binoculars. He scanned over one of the windows and noticed something. “Oh god. It looks like they’re making preparations. Possibly war preparations.” “What? Let me see!” Façade pushed Razputin out of the way. He looked at the window and saw the same thing Razputin saw. High ranking members of SPUD were gathered together around a map, but he saw someone else there that worried him even more. “It’s . . . it’s Aabicus!” “Aabicus? What’s he doing there?” “He’s betraying us, that’s what.” Façade left the binoculars. “I’m going to go talk to Bynary. We need to plan for when SPUD Mansion tries to attack us. They aren’t going to last long.” [/spoiler2]

I'm in too. Played TF2 with a controller for the first time since I last played the Xbox version. (Years ago.) I'm surprised that they finally got controller support for TF2 working. Now if only I knew why I couldn't access the Steam community the whole time.

Good to know.

That's what you say.

asjh has a one-sided attraction to sst. Barfel and asdws both have one-sided attaction to nope. No, it's not accurate. I never said the shipping in this story would be accurate.

You already know who I'm shipping you with.

I didn't like horror either before watching Higurashi.

Just for that comment, I'll ship aaby with not you. Because I'm a very nice person. You're welcome.

Higurashi no Naku Koro ni.

Everyone is in the mansion. Everyone will get screen time.

Old posts, as in three hours ago?

I didn't, but Binar.y and Commande.r show up fine.

Testing: [spoiler2]11000100110100101101110011000010111001001111001 Rammire technocrat[/spoiler2] Edit: Interesting. Does the Drawing Board have different word filter rules than the rest of the forum?

So, is the world filter case sensitive?

I'm starting to think IPB doesn't support options.

Okay, keeping up with all the things you people are canonically able to do is going to be hard.