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Post by Draconorn on Feb 23, 2008 8:58:31 GMT
The Titanic crashes into the iceburg and ruins your cookies.
Searching for the Titanic's wrecj
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Post by Thingy on Feb 23, 2008 20:02:54 GMT
the wrecj turns out to be a monster that eats you
buying cookies
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Post by Ember Lee on Feb 23, 2008 21:14:05 GMT
I steal them
Surfing the net when I'm suppose to be doing homework
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Post by KC11 on Feb 24, 2008 2:59:12 GMT
Your phycotic, insane mother catches you and beats you to death with your modem.
Being infatuated with someone who is not real.
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Post by Draconorn on Feb 24, 2008 3:20:26 GMT
The Titanic crashes into the iceburg and ruins your cookies. Searching for the Titanic's wrecj ((Oops... that was meant to be 'wreck'. Damnable laptop keyboards.)) You'll most likely go nuts. Being overly obsessive of several male DIMENSION characters ((Help! D:))
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Post by Thingy on Feb 24, 2008 12:30:56 GMT
your mom takes you to a psychiatrist... Then LP kills you.
eating cookies
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Post by Gobbo on Feb 24, 2008 16:51:19 GMT
Those aren't chocolate chips...
Mowing the lawn.
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Post by Thingy on Feb 24, 2008 20:33:38 GMT
You die of a completely unrelated heart attack... That and you get run over.
Throwing cookies off a bridge.
(Oh God, Gobbo's back!)
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Post by Gobbo on Feb 24, 2008 21:14:37 GMT
Gravity rotates only for the cookies and *splat* right thru your head.
Headbanging.
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Post by Ember Lee on Feb 25, 2008 7:06:16 GMT
Your neck snaps from the rapid movements.
Drawing.....something
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Post by Thingy on Feb 25, 2008 17:49:53 GMT
That something is considered racist or derogatory to aboriginis who then cross over to NZ and kill you.
throwing pies at frogs.
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Gobbo
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Sir Gobbo
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Post by Gobbo on Feb 25, 2008 19:07:37 GMT
The pies decide "enough is enough!", sue you and you go to jail untill you are too old to remember weather you are wearing any socks or not.
Putting your pants on.
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Post by Ember Lee on Feb 26, 2008 4:06:04 GMT
They could be robot pants that are designed to destroy us all.....
Running 800m for athletics *groan*
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Post by Draconorn on Feb 26, 2008 7:08:31 GMT
You don't run it, get deep-vein thrombosis and die. Painfully.
Bending a paper clip
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Post by Savverz on Mar 1, 2008 1:31:39 GMT
It transforms into a giant killer mecha and squashes your family, just before beating you to a bloody pulp. Trying to draw a human version of my precious Peanut-bunny who died long ago.
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Post by Ember Lee on Mar 9, 2008 3:54:15 GMT
Someone scribbles all over it
uploading pics for the 100 themed challenge (only 95 more to go!...I think)
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Post by Thingy on Mar 9, 2008 8:41:08 GMT
you die half way through
dancing in the street
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Post by Savverz on Mar 12, 2008 23:03:20 GMT
You're considered mentally ill and are forced to wear a straight-jacket while nice people in pretty white trenchcoats send to to a place where you get to stay in a soft, spongy room.
Having a tea party with Lord Arachna.
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Post by Thingy on Mar 13, 2008 7:46:39 GMT
He sucks out your brains with a bendy straw.
Kicking LP out of a 200-storey-building. (Sofreakingobvious!)
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Post by Sfot on Mar 13, 2008 20:14:18 GMT
You fall off after him, and seeing as you don't have wings, you hit the ground and die, the last thing you saw being LP swearing at you.
Not hiding well enough from the plot bunnies...
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