Say something at the above Avatar's Funeral

[xmbts]

I think we can all agree he had it coming the moment he stole my sandwich.

 

[TheDoctor455]

It was only a matter of time before Murdoc would dispose of him/her.

 

[xmbts]

Coke is a hell of a drug.

 

[TheDoctor455]

As xmbts would know, since I replaced the oil in those wires with coke and LSD.

 

[Xpwn3ntial]

He had it coming.

 

[Xpwn3ntial]

Never say anything Samuel L. Jackson tells you to say again.

 

[TheDoctor455]

Never trust aliens to give you a ride... never.

 

[ExplosivePerson]

I don't know who he is, or where he came from. But one day he just fell from the sky in my time period, so I decided to bury him.

 

[TheDoctor455]

He couldn't take it anymore. He just couldn't put up with his neighbors any longer...
he just had to end it.

 

[xmbts]

Maybe his next incarnation won't pick fights with me.

 

[TheDoctor455]

*mutters spell, resurrecting xmbts*

I don't recall picking fights with you.

 

[xmbts]

Fantastic then it worked! Too bad too bad he got hit by a car leaving the funeral home.

 

[TheDoctor455]

Too bad someone in the crowd hit her "sexy self-destruct" button.

 

[Anarchemitis]

We remember TheDoctor as being of indomitable spirit, and delightful demeanor with his witticisms and cleverness eternally etched into the archives of the Escapist Magazine dot com forums, and forever enshrined by his post count and badges. We'll remember him and say "He was a pretty cool guy who shot aliens and doesn't afraid of anything."

Rest in peace, my friend. Although we never met in real life, the intimacy which can be achieved through the transpirence of internet formalities and text conversations shall speak volumes for the ages.

 

[TheDoctor455]

We remember TheDoctor as being of indomitable spirit, and delightful demeanor with his witticisms and cleverness eternally etched into the archives of the Escapist Magazine dot com forums, and forever enshrined by his post count and badges. We'll remember him and say "He was a pretty cool guy who shot aliens and doesn't afraid of anything."

Rest in peace, my friend. Although we never met in real life, the intimacy which can be achieved through the transpirence of internet formalities and text conversations shall speak volumes for the ages.

Who the hell are you?

OT:
She had nom'd her last post.

 

[Baby Eater]

This funeral needs moar Desu. Enough said.
Died in a horrible ninja accident. He will glare to the side no more.
WHY DO THE UGLY ONES DIE SO YOUNG!?

 

[Anarchemitis]

We remember TheDoctor as being of indomitable spirit, and delightful demeanor with his witticisms and cleverness eternally etched into the archives of the Escapist Magazine dot com forums, and forever enshrined by his post count and badges. We'll remember him and say "He was a pretty cool guy who shot aliens and doesn't afraid of anything."

Rest in peace, my friend. Although we never met in real life, the intimacy which can be achieved through the transpirence of internet formalities and text conversations shall speak volumes for the ages.

Who the hell are you?

Why the hell should it matter? Relationships between people extend beyond what is simply thought or seen, even if those people never think about or see the other. All the world needs is love, man.

Merry Christmas