NobStalf

Gentlemen. We have reached a time of great crisis. Our creator...no, our brother, the Goonstalf has gone missing. How or why, we know not, and every attempt made thus far to locate him has failed. However...there is one final thing we can do to try to get him back. We, the Council of Alternates must unite once more in the hopes that he will sense all of us congregated iin one place and return. All of those created in the time of Goon must post to this place immediately and attempt to summon him to these hallowed grounds. Do it, lest we lose him forever. Godspeed brothers. Godspeed.

a goonish clone. Someone called?

Your mother.

Over the hills and far away, so to speak.

It's Bballer's dolls, here, let me help you with those.

Oh, sup babe. Also, you're way outta date. Dammit, why don't you love me!??!!?!

What the hell, you guys didn't invite me to the party?

I concur.

You will find that I am very much alive. Though not updated.

Emerald earthquakes freeze the violent dawn that eclipses my taste with shreds of kitten flesh!

So it was written, so it shall be. I'ma go with Goon.

Anything Goon can read I can read better.

No you. My evil clone?

No you. My evil clone?

Voluptuous.

Voluptuous.

Give me admin powers nao.

Give me admin powers nao.

Good day. My evil clone? Edit: What the [bleep] happened to my sig?!?!?