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[Ezee]

He was a normal scientist until Aunt Irma knitted him this scarf. Wearing it to work the next day, he was ridiculed by all those around him. He would show them especially when his theories were a bit stringy.

 

TNPW exactly 50 characters in it.

[Blaze The Movie Fan]

Goddamn it, that gives me so little space, ah well

[Ezee]

Seeing as you didn't add a 'TNPW' to your post; TNPW have a story including the regulars of this thread.

[sees_all1]

On day, sees_all1 decided to make a new thread. Then ezee, verzon_dash et al posted. The end.

 

The next post will made be more than 3 hours after this post.

[Earth]

You're wish is my command.

 

 

 

TNPW do something absolutely different from what they normally do.

[Blaze The Movie Fan]

Earth, either you suck at math, or I do. Sees_all1 made the post at 6:59 PM, and three hours is 9:59 PM. (in is my time zone) At least according to what I calculated. But my calculations could be wrong.

 

But alright, I usually don't use different colored text.

 

The next poster has met a leader of a country before. (a president, king, emperor etc.) By the way even those who aren't the leaders anymore still count. (e.g. people who used to be an US president) But they must have been a leader at least once in their lives. You also must tell me who you have met in your life.

 

If you haven't, don't reply.

[Saradomin_Mage]

Singaporean Ex-President S R Nathan. He popped by my college a few days ago. Handy huh.

 

TNPW be an image of anything (with the rules of course), but it must also include:

- A plucked chicken

- A pancake with syrup

- A sponge

[Alg]

I would have used a scanner, but I didn't. GAZE UPON MY TERRIBLE HANDWRITING AND DESPAIR.

 

TNPW post a drawing of a shark on a unicycle jumping over a volcano.

[Saradomin_Mage]

^ I can't even read anything :( It's too fuzzy ... pity.

 

Anyway, them paint skills.

 

 

... Whatever.

 

TNPW post a work by Edgar Allan Poe and critique it.

[Ezee]

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,

Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,

While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,

As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.

`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -

Only this, and nothing more.'

 

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,

And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.

Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow

From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore -

For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore -

Nameless here for evermore.

 

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain

Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;

So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating

`'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door -

Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; -

This it is, and nothing more,'

 

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,

`Sir,' said I, `or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;

But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,

And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,

That I scarce was sure I heard you' - here I opened wide the door; -

Darkness there, and nothing more.

 

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,

Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;

But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token,

And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, `Lenore!'

This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, `Lenore!'

Merely this and nothing more.

 

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,

Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.

`Surely,' said I, `surely that is something at my window lattice;

Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore -

Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; -

'Tis the wind and nothing more!'

 

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,

In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore.

Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;

But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door -

Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door -

Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

 

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,

By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,

`Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, `art sure no craven.

Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore -

Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!'

Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

 

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,

Though its answer little meaning - little relevancy bore;

For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being

Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door -

Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door,

With such name as `Nevermore.'

 

But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only,

That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.

Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered -

Till I scarcely more than muttered `Other friends have flown before -

On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.'

Then the bird said, `Nevermore.'

 

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,

`Doubtless,' said I, `what it utters is its only stock and store,

Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster

Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore -

Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore

Of "Never-nevermore."'

 

But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,

Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door;

Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking

Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore -

What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore

Meant in croaking `Nevermore.'

 

This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing

To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;

This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining

On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er,

But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er,

She shall press, ah, nevermore!

 

Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer

Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.

`Wretch,' I cried, `thy God hath lent thee - by these angels he has sent thee

Respite - respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!

Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!'

Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

 

`Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! -

Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,

Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted -

On this home by horror haunted - tell me truly, I implore -

Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore!'

Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

 

`Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil!

By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore -

Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,

It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels named Lenore -

Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels named Lenore?'

Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

 

`Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked upstarting -

`Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!

Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!

Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above my door!

Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!'

Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

 

And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting

On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;

And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,

And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;

And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor

Shall be lifted - nevermore!

 

 

It's about a Raven. :shades:

 

 

TNPW post about something they care deeply about.

[sees_all1]

I care very deeply for my ideas. Some of them have earned me money.

 

The next post will follow the rules of all the posts on page 8 (posts 141-160).

[Earth]

[hide=Loooonng quote hide.]

 

Amazing. The art was a thing of beauty, the start seemed to be strong, and I enjoyed the numerous callbacks. Even if you don't think the same, it makes Nickelodeon watchable (or enjoyable, your pick) for the first time in years.

 

I could make it more detailed.

 

TNPW mention their favorite character from the Avatar series (the Airbender one)

 

Ang, because damn is he hilarious.

 

 

 

TNPW explain exatly what this legend of Korra thing is.

 

A sequel miniseries to Avatar: The Last Airbender. Two or three generations later, steampunk-ish setting, pretty cool in general.

 

TNPW say one thing they like about themselves

 

I like the fact that I'm not fat.

 

 

The next post will be a double-post

X2 then.

It's basically the spinoff of the ATLA series where it takes 70 years after the end of the war and stars the new avatar (guess the name). She has to master airbending while dealing with the rising Equalist/anti-bender movement that is led by a masked figure named Amon. While watching it, you'll see beautiful scenery, a darker plot setting, and yet still enjoy the quirky humor of the original series with the added bonus of the numerous call-backs and jokes.

 

TNPW divert the conversation to some other topic, likely about animals.

I have so many pets it's nuts.

 

 

 

TNPW will post the number of pets they have/the max number of pets they've ever ahd alive at one time

Two/Two

 

TNPW must list the webcomics they read

 

Homestuck (not a psycho fan like others), Scandinavia and the World (mainly for the educational political jokes), Rare Candy Treatment, Poor Shark (friend's hobby), Dr. McNinja.

 

TNPW make an obscure literary reference

 

TNPW will use a flow char and venn diagram to prove this thread is LOTPW in disguise and act like a conspiracy nut. For added bonus, they will post a pic of someone in a tin foil hat.

 

That gave ideas we are crazy loons. Perhaps the better way of saying is "more effort in the ideas and encourage the absurdity oneupmanship".

LOTAW? What is LOTAW?

 

 

 

I used my diagrams for my tinfoil hat, thank you very much!

 

 

TNPW find 5 pictures similar to this one in relation to people on the thread.

TNPW state their gender.

 

Well I'm a dude so Stars post don't work.

 

Her TNPW iss.. have the word lol at least 10 times in the sentence.

 

This has to count....

 

 

TNPW google images my name and post the 5th image that you find. (extra points to those of you who know my real name)

 

 

This is all I found.

 

TNPW do the same thing for my name.

 

 

 

 

TNPW will type my name into google and tell me the first result.

 

Edit: Fixed.

This post has been edited by Ezee: 14 April 2012 - 05:55 PM

 

 

That image is the 6th one for me, but close enough.

 

 

 

 

@ Ezee

 

This is what I came up with.

http://www.ezeebike.com/

 

 

 

 

The next poster will send me a friend request on Facebook.

Nope. Can't do Ezzes either. I have neither Twitter or FB.

AM I DONE YET.

 

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Now if only I knew how to multiquote, this wouldn't have taken the better part of an hour.

 

TNPW find something entertaining relating to time.

[Blaze The Movie Fan]

Alright, see the movie In Time. I know that a lot of people don't like that movie, but I personally find it entertaining.

 

The next poster must make a list of 37 things and post it.

[Kirschen]

37 Things on a list? No problem.

 

[spoiler=It's number-themed for your convenience.]

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TNPW provide a true mathematician's answer.

[Saradomin_Mage]

p = np

 

TNPW explain to me what I said, because I haven't a clue myself.

[Ezee]

P is equal to N times P,but that doesn't even work.

 

TNPW explain why being ill is so crap. <_<

[Ambler]

It does work. P is any number, and N is 1.

5=5x1

 

Because you miss a day of school...? |^_^|

 

TNPW not be ill.

[Saradomin_Mage]

I'm not ill.

 

TNPW post a question from his/her most hated field of study.

[Ambler]

Factorise Completely:

54Q(Squared)+671Q-50=0

Factorise and thus solve.

 

 

TNPW Name as many beyblades as they can, from this picture:

[Saradomin_Mage]

Looks like 2 Dragoon bit chips, 3 Dranzer bit chips, that turtle thing I've forgotten the name of, Galman, Wyborg, Seaborg?, and the rest I have no clue.

 

TNPW go and find the names of all of those Beyblades and list them out (probably Ambler will have to do this).

[Ambler]

In order:

1 2 3 4 5

6 7 8 9 10

11 12 13 14 15

 

1: Gryfolian

2: Trypio

3: Draciel

4: Wyborg

5: Gamlan

6: Kid's Draciel

7: Driger (F base, S top)

8: Dragoon Storm

9: Draciel (S)

10: Jumping Base (Yes, the base is a spring)

11: Only one I don't know

12: See-Through Dragoon Storm

13: Seaborg

14: Spark Knight I believe

15: Metal Dranzer.

 

TNPW Find out #11, close ups below:

[Hide=Mystery Beyblade]

[/hide]

[Star.]

Metal Dragoon Bearing Stringer.

 

I used to have Draciel, Wyborg, Dranzer, jumpy orange base one and that one with the huge metal thing.

 

TNPW post an image that reminds them of their childhood.

[Saradomin_Mage]

Too easy.

 

TNPW post your own image of something related to this.

[Jaffy1]

 

The next post will have words ordered alphabetically.

[Saradomin_Mage]

An easy feat.

 

Next post should touch upon wild zebras.