Underground Insurgency

I fear our "mighty" King Bodwad may not be pure in his plans to overthrow the moderators. I post in this speak-easy safe in the knowledge that he will not look here.

I propose to usurp King Bodwad and take my rightful place as the leader of these noble forums. Bodwad's leadership is weak and ineffectual, he dawdles rather than lunging with the dagger. Clearly he is in league with the moderators. He must be de-throned.

I will defeat him soon when the time is right. I will lead the brave and opressed masses of this forum to death or glory.

I will tell BW right now about your plan...:D

:eek:

Must I now choose side :eek:

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Originally posted by Electroman
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Must I now choose side :eek:

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Yeah, and thanks for choosing my side...:D

I had came here to make a post to fly the flag and proclaim this forum ours. Now If I do I expose wossname's plans.

wossname, I give you 3minutes to escape while I make the read and announce it to our Mighty King.

:D

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Posted by NoteMe
Yeah, and thanks for choosing my side...:D

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I thought you would have sided with wossname, after all King Wodwad ordered your head cut off :eek:

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Under cover of night, Sir Wossalot crept over the battlements of NoteMe's fortress. He moved silently with his back to the wall and kept in the shadows cast by flaming torches that lined the corridors.

He dispatched a guard with a well aimed Morning-Star and dragged his still twitching corpse into the murky darkness of the stairwell. He made his way towards NoteMe's quarters, intent on planting "evidence" of NoteMe's disloyalty to the king. Anticipating the guards stationed at his door, Wossalot had started a fire in the armoury some minutes before climbing the walls of the castle. Perfectly timed, the guards heard the alarm being raised and fled with water buckets to the armoury.

Wossalot picked the lock and entered the chamber. He planted a copy of "Big Butch Soldiers in Tights" (year 908 February edition) under Mrs NoteMe's pillow. Thus ensuring that he would never again be allowed out by the missus on a saturday morning to "sword fighting practice" with the other knights. Wossalot then vaulted out of the window, rapelled down from the balcony and vanished into the night.

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By the way, this might sway your allegiances...

My mate the Spaniard has lent me his Felix Legions for the weekend so it might be a good time to join me now while you still have breathing privelidges.

Employment conditions:

* No on the job life insurance.
* 16 days off per man per year (plus 6 grandmother's funerals per year)
* All the cash you can loot from burning homesteads
* Unlimited access to late-night cable channels and free beer.

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Originally posted by Electroman
I thought you would have sided with wossname, after all King Wodwad ordered your head cut off :eek:

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I am not affraid as long as I am the general of the army, and have all the forces..:D

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Under cover of night, Sir Wossalot crept over the battlements of NoteMe's fortress. He moved silently with his back to the wall and kept in the shadows cast by flaming torches that lined the corridors.

He dispatched a guard with a well aimed Morning-Star and dragged his still twitching corpse into the murky darkness of the stairwell. He made his way towards NoteMe's quarters, intent on planting "evidence" of NoteMe's disloyalty to the king. Anticipating the guards stationed at his door, Wossalot had started a fire in the armoury some minutes before climbing the walls of the castle. Perfectly timed, the guards heard the alarm being raised and fled with water buckets to the armoury.

Wossalot picked the lock and entered the chamber. He planted a copy of "Big Butch Soldiers in Tights" (year 908 February edition) under Mrs NoteMe's pillow. Thus ensuring that he would never again be allowed out by the missus on a saturday morning to "sword fighting practice" with the other knights. Wossalot then vaulted out of the window, rapelled down from the balcony and vanished into the night.

--- Mission Accomplished ---
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THAT WAS MY PILLOW YOU PILLOCK!!!!!!!!!!!

HOW MANY TIMES RESEARCH RESEARCH RESEARCH :lol: :lol:


Well these are my employment conditions


* No on the job life insurance.
* 17 days off per man per year (plus 6 grandmother's funerals per year)
* All the cash you can loot from burning homesteads & moderators
* Unlimited access to late-night cable channels and free beer and Cider.
*1 hour a month of torturing prisoners in Gingernuts prison BEAT YOU


HAHA I WIN

VisualAD take him away :) :) Gingernut is awaiting him for torture

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Originally posted by BodwadUK
VisualAD take him away :) :) Gingernut is awaiting him for torture

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May the god have mercy on your sole.
http://www.t-skb.com/04toys/lego/07.jpg

SPLAT

My new employment conditions:

* Anything you want for the rest of your life UNLIMITED. Things that are even impossible to provide will be given no - quibble guarantee! And a large castle to keep it all in FOR EVERY EMPLOYEE of Wossname Mercenaries Incorporated.
(WossMerc Inc. hereafter).

I have also secreted double agents among both the Moderators clan and the minions of Bodwad the Feeble. These negotiations were orchestrated outisde the VBF walls and thus are untraceable by you or the mods.

Modwad (my collective term for both my enemies) will quiver and tremble at my feet.

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Originally posted by visualAd
May the god have mercy on your sole.

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Arrrrgh no leave my feet alone. :lol:

Ok i want to be King
I want a massive army
I want you to fall into my ranks
I want you to take orders from me
I want you to accept me as King and get ready to strike the heart out of the moderators.

Based on agreements you made you must comply. seems your system has been wiped out :lol: :lol: :lol:

Kingy, I surrender. I'd like to join you again

I moved my castle to a secret location and I'd like to apply for the position of Head of Military Intelligence. My CV is in the post.

I'd be suitable for this position because I was able to gather much info during my covert ops behind mods lines.

For example, I happen to know for a fact that Brad goes commando on Tuesdays and doesn't brush hit teeth in the evening, his favourite color is tope. Hot info like this is hard to get hold of. I am the man for the job.

For payment, I'd be happy with not getting tortured anymore please.

Ok

But i must warn you, you will have to sleep with him in order to loosten his tongue for some of the info i require.

:D :D

Big deal! I had to do that just to get him to tell me his favourite color!

Did he tell you it or did it turn it :lol: :lol: :lol:

He also wears womens underwear (I borrowed some). Very liberating.

Pink or blue.


Say more about his feminin side if we know what colour they were :D :D

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Originally posted by BodwadUK
Pink or blue.


Say more about his feminin side if we know what colour they were :D :D

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Neither, they are "Red-Hot Bergundy" gussetless. Classy. Chafes a bit round the bollocks though.

Atleast they are chainmail. I thought somebody like plenderJ would like a bit of rough :lol: :lol: