Please, please, put the names of those you have beaten on the My Games page. I really want to know which players I have played, I know I've asked for a lot of Christmas presents, Santa, but I gotta have this one!!! I'll do the sacred Mog ritual dance now to help this get going.

(Mog falls on his face, breaking his nose, rolls into the fireplace and catches fire, runs out to the pool and jumps in but there is no water and breaks his legs, pulls himself out to the street to get an ambulance and is run over repeatedly by a series of buses and trucks) .

There! that ought to help, huh?

(Mog is rushed to the hospital where he undergoes an unnecessary sex-change surgery, but no one can figure out what sex he was to begin with and he is changed into some sort of alien lifeform with extra parts and nasty surprises).

Now I deserve it for sure!

(Mog leaves the hospital and is run down a few more times before slipping on a banana peel and falling down an open manhole into a river of brown trout. The dance is nearly finished now).

I...ugh...want ........it....so .....bad.

(Mog has a heart attack, neuralgia, neuritis, hemorrhoids, fungus, brain aneurysm, dropsy, hives and fallen arches, and the dance is done)!

Thanks, Req.

But Mog you left out the part about donating a kidney. As everybody knows if you miss a step in a ritual it just won't work.

But having opponents names, and perhaps the final score of each battle would be nice.

Done

Allow the hosannas to commence! Let the trumpet blare! Let all bow and do the Mog Sacred Ritual Dance together, for it has come to pass! The blessed event is no longer merely nigh, but it has arrived in splendor and glory forever, right on! Now I know who to seek vengeance upon, and whom to pity all the more, for it is written on my games page who hath been laid low and who has been exalted unto high rank from my coffers of points!! O, may the celebration commence and the young hearken to the sounds of merriment and abandon that shall echo forth from the valleys, the mountains and even the cursed earth! For this, we are a grateful people and we bask in the munificence of Requiem's glorious....and so on.

(Mog accidently cuts off his hand while waving his sword around, runs headfirst into a wall and loses an ear. At the hospital, he is sewn back together subtly wrong and now has fur on his tongue)

TY Req
And TY Mog for one of the most wise and entertaining suggestions of all time

Yes, I am truly wonderful and I expect many presents.

OMG THANK YOU!!!!!

its backwards compatable!!! I love you Req!! I can see who I've ALREADY battled... its not like I have to start now and NOW it will start keeping track... all my old games are recorded, so people I forgot I killed are now listed!!! YAY!!!!

*falls down from lack of enthusiasm, having used it all up*

It'd be nice if it showed the scores, but that's asking too much

mog r u mentally ill?cus i always fought self inflicted wounds were a sign of mental ilness.
u did all this to ur self
"(Mog falls on his face, breaking his nose, rolls into the fireplace and catches fire, runs out to the pool and jumps in but there is no water and breaks his legs, pulls himself out to the street to get an ambulance and is run over repeatedly by a series of buses and trucks) .

There! that ought to help, huh?

(Mog is rushed to the hospital where he undergoes an unnecessary sex-change surgery, but no one can figure out what sex he was to begin with and he is changed into some sort of alien lifeform with extra parts and nasty surprises).

Now I deserve it for sure!

(Mog leaves the hospital and is run down a few more times before slipping on a banana peel and falling down an open manhole into a river of brown trout. The dance is nearly finished now).

I...ugh...want ........it....so .....bad.

(Mog has a heart attack, neuralgia, neuritis, hemorrhoids, fungus, brain aneurysm, dropsy, hives and fallen arches, and the dance is done)!"
u must have wanted this bad
as for me this is bad as i can see all my imbarrising defeats
aggggggggghhhhhhhh!!
*Link slowly grinds his head against a wall*

Last Edited : Sunday, 19 September 2004 - 12:59

hmmmm... I never took that possability into consideration before, I mean, it all seemed just fun and games at the time...
Mog, are you... OK?

*makes quick phone call, mumbles to somebody for a minute*

OK, that was your doctor Mog, it seems the two of you have been out of contact for a while... I'm afraid I'm going to have to cancle your perscription to Mog treats until I know a little more about your medical history.

mind u, its funny to watch mog hurting himself
but its evan more funny to watch other peoples misfortune
*links head gets knocked off by a flying pig*
dam flying pigs better not have poo in my hair again
*Link fumbles with his head and drops it in pig poo*
crap!, lituarly

Lucky for me, I have an amazing physical constitution and I heal very rapidly. Sorry about that pig I threw at your head, Linkasy, but it was't really flying, after all.

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I couldn't let this one slip away without bumping it so you will all remember why I am so completely wonderful and beloved by ALL. Well, nearly all. Somebody likes me a little, I think.

OK, even my Mom hates me, but it was a good suggestion, huh?

yeah it was a good suggestion mog

Last Edited : Wednesday, 3 August 2005 - 05:58

I'm half dog and need to be petted sometimes.

why are you lonely (pets mog on the head a little to hard and gets bit has to rush to the hospital trips up knocks himself out cold and a car a bus a lorry a motor bike and a bike runs me over ambulance comes and goes straight over me to pick up an oap with a paper cut)

Last Edited : Wednesday, 3 August 2005 - 06:16

i feel sorry for you mog

Because I'm so wonderful? You don't need to feel sorry about th...

(Mog falls off his chair, directly onto a sharp fireplace poker, impaling himself in a sensitive region of the body)

Mog why did you start spamming in the suggestion box?

Because it was my thread and I wanted some extra special attention. There it was, almost a year old and due to expire from the list and how could I just let my brilliant wondefulness fade into oblivion? How would young vibrant new players know that I am THE DUDE otherwise?

Admit it, you like seeing the guys you beat on that list....ADMIT IT! (admit it)