Today I'm submitting some fun stuff i've come up with here in my journal.

Mostly for the sake of getting a new entry done, without having to cook up something elaborate and complicated.

So, here goes.

*randomness is healthy in small doses. please pick up your daily dosage of randomness by visiting your local Weird-O-Mart,
and purchasing a bottle from the Healthcare section on ile 43, next to Life on 42.*


Antaria_Nova: greetings mortal!
Craven: oh god!
Antaria_Nova: mortifyingly mortal mortal
Craven: is that you?
Antaria_Nova: yes
Antaria_Nova:
Craven: I'm Jesus, your son
Antaria_Nova: Oh yes, did you get you beard cut?
Craven: The jews zombie
Antaria_Nova: lol
Craven: Nope, I can't find my sword :/
Antaria_Nova: Humm, how's the vine problem?
Antaria_Nova:
Craven: Still water :/
Antaria_Nova: Ah, well, any miracle cures lately?
Craven: Except getting welded to the cross tomorrow, nope
Antaria_Nova: errm, you'we jumped into another dimension and turned metallic again?
Antaria_Nova: I told you drinking fizzy drinks could do you bad!
Craven: Some bastard told Judas and Pontious to weld me to the cross :/
Craven: yeah sorry
Antaria_Nova: Ah well, let's just kill some zombies and get over it
Craven: Sure god almighty father

(a chat with a friend on Steam)


N.I.C.E. (N.I.C.E.= Noticably Incredibly Cool Emote)

W.O.N.D.E.R.F.U.L. (=Wow Oh Noes Dat Est Really Frigging Unbelievably Lovable)


*a warning siren starts howling*
*soldiers and other personell rush about chaotically, occasionally tripping on their untied shoelaces*
*a commanding officer makes an announcement for everyone to get to their stations, and for George to get his coffee to him ASAP*
*the sky is lit up by a huge falling object*
*missile silos 1 to 5 start grinding open*
*a terrible roarring sound starts becoming audiable from the sky, as the object continues its course*
*2 missiles are launched at the object*
*the roaring starts to sound more like a very familiair and commonly used positive reply*
*you can now see the vague outlines of what looks like huge burning letters trought the clouds several miles up, and the trails of the 2 missiles making their way towards the thing*
*the missiles impact with the burning letters, and makes a sound like YUFOBOOOOM*
*small pieces of the big letters start raining down, with a YUUUuuuuuuu-sound while falling*
*the commander sips casually on his coffe, and announces that everyone did a good work, and are now relieved for a coffee break and some minor celebration*
*the soldiers and other personell cheer together*
*the small debris still decending after the explosion make curious YuP-sounds when they land in the desert sand surrounding the military base*
*the commander writes a note: "Today we succesfully - though narrowly - intercepted yet another YUPite (YUP-meteorite) heading towards earth. I've lost count of how many we've blown up. I'll tell George to put up a counter for those things."*

(came up with that randomness while trying to convey to a friend that the answer is a giant YUP in a fun way...)


And ofcourse my signature.

*Laughable content detected. Laughing process initiation failed. An error occoured. Forcing process. Laughing hysterically. HA HA! Ending process. Ending failed. MWUAHA! Goddamn bugs. LOL. Oh screw this. Commencing forced shutdown. ROFL. Bye.*

Wich i came up as a computer joke sometime, just spontaneously.