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See if you can find those Heavens Gate guys while youre up there and bring back some of their punch.

It's a good thing I'm a good space swimmer. *swims to nearest asteriod*

RESUME GAME.

At 6/26/08 12:55 PM, Objection wrote: It's a good thing I'm a good space swimmer. *swims to nearest asteriod*

>> CONFIRMED.
>> ROLLING AGAINST AGILITY SKILL: 8
>> 1d20... 5
>> SUCCESS!

Mission Control: Bob, Bob, can you hear me? The asteroid's gravity isn't that strong. You might feel a slight burn from the atmosphere around you when you start to descend towards it...

Notes:
- Guys, I like to choose posts that tend to move on with the story. Unless I feel like it, you posting 'do a barrel roll' will be ignored.
- Also, because I can only post 4 times in 30 minutes, I'm going to spend longer on the art. Don't be surprised if I drop out for a while to work on an image.

Eh... I'll give this one more shot. See if someone will find it at this time.

Mission Control: Okay, Bob, all things going well, you should land on that slope and smoothly slide down it, halting your descent.
Mission Control: Or, you know. Not.

At 6/28/08 07:43 AM, Scalene wrote: Eh... I'll give this one more shot. See if someone will find it at this time.

Mission Control: Okay, Bob, all things going well, you should land on that slope and smoothly slide down it, halting your descent.
Mission Control: Or, you know. Not.

Ok, slope coming up... Brace for impact!

At 6/28/08 08:03 AM, SCUD14 wrote: Ok, slope coming up... Brace for impact!

>> CONFIRMED.
>> ROLLING AGAINST FORTITUDE: 12
>> 1d20... 17
>> FAILURE!

Mission Control: Bob! Bob! LOOK OUT FOR THE GROUND!

Bob wakes up, brain throbbing and body pounding from the low atmospheric pressure, and then big ass monsters come out of nowhere and start fliging poo!

(Wow, I am so totally doing this wrong aren't I?)

At 6/28/08 08:10 AM, Tykwa wrote: Bob wakes up, brain throbbing and body pounding from the low atmospheric pressure, and then big ass monsters come out of nowhere and start fliging poo!

(Wow, I am so totally doing this wrong aren't I?)

>> CONFUSED.
>> HOLY SHIT. YOU'RE ON FIRE.

Bob then realizes that he wants to fuck the fire with his eyes.

Take me to Tijuana, the best place on earth.

At 6/29/08 05:53 AM, Sawdust wrote: Bob then realizes that he wants to fuck the fire with his eyes.

>> CONFIRMED.
>> ROLLING AGAINST SEXUALITY: 2
>> 1d20... 4
>> FAILURE!

>> HOLY SHIT. YOU'RE STILL ON FIRE.

A trip, you say?

For chrissake, STOP. DROP. ROLLLL.

Oh the excitment

At 6/29/08 10:15 AM, Wiiporter wrote: For chrissake, STOP. DROP. ROLLLL.

>> CONFIRMED.
>> ROLLING AGAINST AGILITY SKILL: 8
>> 1d20... 20
>> EPIC FAILURE!

>> THE ASTEROID DUST HAS NO EFFECT ON FLAME.

Slobber. If this doesn't work, THINK OF THE IRONY.

Jump in that Space Juice!

Oh, I moved this game to my userpage. No idea how you found it. o.O

I just wanted to see how many pages of a forum game I could get away with, and lost my nerve.

let's not...

Just die already.

Please die so we can end this horrible pile of vomit.

At 6/29/08 06:13 AM, mythicaljake wrote: A trip, you say?

Epic music fail.