Throws robots at everyone..
Stupid water

pulls NW Hi's plug...

stupid robots










PS: are you satisfied @berdan131?

Edited 7/30/2020 19:13:16

*takes a bite out of OvertForeigner*

*walks towards player with a gun in hand. passes him as if he didn't exist.*
player turns around. *wait a second, are you gonna kill me or what?*
berdan: *I wouldn't waste a bullet on you.*

@Overtfor

They don't pay me for being satisfied. I get paid for doing my fucking job. And my job today is to make your life miserable.

Edited 7/31/2020 17:50:09

*the gun discharges and kills berdan in a freak accident*

I'm just going to force myself into Switzerland, and get a cloning machine, that was not destroyed by someone before. *starts cloning self* (One hour later...) Okay, let's swarm the guy! *swarms and tramples {N.W.} Hi to death*

*Switzerland is my neighbor so I just go blow the thing up before it’s finished. Then I go back to skiing in the mountains*

To fulfill his life's dream, Liechtensteiner finally gets on that plane to Liechtenstein. I secretly warn the French state apparatus of a terror threat on that flight and a plan to knock down the Eiffel Tower.

The plane gets shot out of the sky as it enters European airspace. All passengers die instantly. In the aftermath, no one is able to determine where the tip about the terror plot came from. ISIS claims responsibility for the planned attack anyway.

to bad I witnessed everything, and told all the story to the interpol
on the positive side, you'll get to live a long life behind the bars before you die, and maybe Guantanamo bay is a comfortable place

My clones are all still alive (now I possess one), so half of us build cloning machines and the other half tramples Legle.

eats player

Puts pineapples on OvertForeigner

*puts all of the pieces on knyte*

Liechtensteiner: Kill me in some fancy spectacular way.
berdan: there's no glory in death. *slashing sounds*

Assassinates Liechtersteiner in his bedroom.

Voila! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is it vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished, as the once vital voice of the verisimilitude now venerates what they once vilified. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-a-vis an introduction,
and so it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me Liechtensteiner......... *stabs berdan*

Puts Liechtensteiner in a simulated concentration camp where he reads the biography of a lesbian democide victim written on toilet paper.

Unfortunately, rather than persuading Liechtensteiner to blow up Parliament, this experience turns out to be harrowing and cruel and Liechtensteiner dies of a broken heart after giving birth to two extraordinarily Force-sensitive babies.

not enough "original" murders so let's say I'm a pizza

Edited 8/3/2020 18:06:55

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=shZih7w1fxs

This one is great, just straight up to business.

Let’s say, hypothetically, Berdan131, Hitler, and Osama Bin Laden we’re in a room with me. Now for the sake of argument, let’s say, hypothetically, I had a gun with two bullets in it.

In this hypothetical scenario, I would use my gun and shoot Berdan131 twice.

I would simply pick the rose off the Cacti. In the event I got pricked, I would retreat, regroup, and blow the cactus to bits with an 88 Kwk Shell from a distance of around 30,000 feet. Before shortly after suffering a transmission failure and getting stranded in whatever desert I was murdering cacti in.