All three trilogies sucked. The original one simply deserves more credit because it was a trailblazer of its genre, and can be called a classic.The prequels and sequels don’t have this excuse for sucking.
It appears dragons aren’t the only ones with hidden wings…
That’s Gisselle, the Tightrope Walking Gazelle! Marvel at her death defying feats of dexterity! Be astounded as she performs without a net!
I knew it! I recognized her on first sight!
Unbelievable aim . Thanks Darth, nice one m8
I see your Ningen Isu, and raise you a Chicken Attack!
(This is how I personally wish I could play sorcery…)
What the f
how could i live for this long without ever finding these guys
Thats awesome
I cannot believe this is happening. But I embrace the void, much like the future robot masters of humanity. I am all for this, lmfaooo
I wrote a poem/song lyrics for you all.
Crystalline guardian golems all around me, my companions,
Riding atop my dark stallion,
Maidens in the tavern got me actin’ unwise,
An exile 'till I die.
On a related note, much like Subotai announces his class and occupation, I am Trash Goblin Chaos Majick Thread Necromancer.
Reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated. I want that on my tombstone.
If I am to become a joke easter egg NPC name me Commander Phoenix, a high ranking general of an unknown clan who got lost in the jungle out of his gourd on lotus, wearing my in-game character’s armor.
EDIT: see attached
My most recent cursed creation…
CMON
Get on the Wheel of Friendship!
EDIT: You KNOW you read it all sing-songy like. XD
I don’t know what is inspiring all these Corin jokes.
I want that written on a taco.
Also valid.
Another poem:
A new foe enters the fray,
Battlestained and haggard,
Blood to thirst for, fresh prey.
The grand stage of war,
We are the sacrificial whores,
Along with newborn fears to allay,
This is where shall make our stand.
Forgotten or remembered, matters not,
We must give’r all she’s got.
And another still:
Innuendo,
My heart’s crescendo,
Fly to the worlds end,
Only to soar right back again.
Tis the hour of the phoenix
Born again anew, yet never forgiven.