Phobia's Journal

[JJ12121616]

Phobia's Journal. September 20th, 2009: Forward carcass in Smashdome this morning, lasso burns on broken armor. This game is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The chokes are extended gutters and the gutters are full of goo and when the drains finally scab over, all the halfbacks will drown. The accumulated filth of all their rockets and miniguns will foam up about their waists and all the forwards and halfbacks will look up and shout "I'M HOOKED!"... and I'll whisper "YOUR MOM!"

[Kamikazemelon]

Originally Posted by JJ12121616

Phobia's Journal. September 20th, 2009: Forward carcass in Smashdome this morning, lasso burns on broken armor. This game is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The chokes are extended gutters and the gutters are full of goo and when the drains finally scab over, all the halfbacks will drown. The accumulated filth of all their rockets and miniguns will foam up about their waists and all the forwards and halfbacks will look up and shout "I'M HOOKED!"... and I'll whisper "YOUR MOM!"

:0...
What.

[Scourge]

That's what your mother said last night Trebek!

[fucking dead fluffy seal]

lolololololololololololololololololol

[Fluffy]

When I reached Smashball in that first sentence, I immediately saw the reference and what was comin' next. Plan to do the rest of the entries?

[DoomyDoom]

September 20, 2009

Slept all day. Awoken at 11:30. TMOB complaining about smell in goal. He has five children by five different mothers. I am sure he cheats on run blocks. Soon it will be dark. Beneath me, this awful goalroom, it screams like an abattoir full of retarded children. Murderplex. On Friday night, a forward died in Murderplex. Somebody knows why. Down there...somebody knows. The dusk reeks of fornication and assrape. I believe I shall take my exercise.

[mike kovitya]

the ball is in my hand. It is the ball of a half back. They are at smash dome, in 1:54, first round. In twelve seonds time, I drop the ball to the floor boards at my feet, bunnyhopping away. It's already lying there, twelve seconds into the future. Ten seconds now.

It's 2:54 , second round. I'm running in the goal. It's 1:57, first round. I am about to tackle a half back.

It's july. I'm in factory, being reintroduced to Scourge. He works mostly for LVZ now. I suppose i do, too.

Scourge is interesting. I have never met anyone so deliberately, amoral.

He suits the climate here: the madness, the pointless butchery... As I come to understand smash ball and what it implies about the human condition, i also realize that few players will permit themselves such an understanding.

Scourge is different. He understands perfectly...and he doesn't care.

Saturday the 19th Jhouse and I are scoring on the enemies. It's later, jhouse is leaving the team.

I am standing on the cat walk on july 20, reaching out to stop gyro, take the ball and health from him, shoot and score on goalie bot...

But it's too late, always has been, always will be too late.

[Scourge]

Originally Posted by mike kovitya

the ball is in my hand. It is the ball of a half back.

Gay

Scourge is interesting. I have never met anyone so deliberately, amoral.

He suits the climate here: the madness, the pointless butchery... As I come to understand smash ball and what it implies about the human condition, i also realize that few players will permit themselves such an understanding.

Scourge is different. He understands perfectly...and he doesn't care.

lol'd heartily and I may have to sig something in here

also... is there a reference to something I am missing here? I feel left out =(

[Fluffy]

I reckon mike doesn't know the reference :|.

[SniperCat]

its 2:56 on round 1 and IVE ALREADY SCORED 56 POINTS WORTH OF SHOTS.

and yeah i dont think kovi gets it.