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This just made my day; quite a surprise after an otherwise dull and uneventful afternoon.

Halo 4 does have a 1-50 ranking system on Waypoint.

I'm out.

Can I guess Exia's age? 19

I see that you and Fae enjoy giving me ideas. Don't expect me to return the favor, because I may do exactly the opposite someday. Needless to say, you two are now on my hit-list, and I don't check my list twice; so you're SCREWED!

Commas 3 and 7 can be replaced with periods. I can't help but notice that this is one big run-on sentence. Position: To be determined, or not. Past Experience: Nu' in What can I bring to the table?: Donuts, I mean artistic ability and satirical motivation, without the use of any computer programs. (besides Micro. Office) When am I available?: I'm available whenever Any questions?: Are you doing this just to challenge Silent Orbis? Age: 7, I mean 16.3 y/o...

If something can go wrong it will go wrong, and if you two agree for once, that would be a tragedy. It's too fun watching some sour pusses bickering over opinions. Please bicker. I beg of you.

I think this guide has taught me how to be a worse teammate. Thank you Fae.

Yoinkers get swine flu. End of story.

This is a pathological illness known as betralioma. I bare the illness and I'm ashamed. Other recognized carriers include Silent Alpha and Bnus, but Bnus is individualized case. He has a subset of Betralioma known as Sparkelia Betralioma. Its symptoms late into development are serious heart palpitations, abrasions on the thumb, and visual impairment. Bnus may not have long to have a decent quality of life.

Sagging down the hallway, Roy approached his 1st period room. Girls blushed, boys cowered, and teachers scowled. The notorious Cheeto Man had gained quite the reputation. Using sublime test taking skills, Cheeto Man outsmarted every teacher who desired to catch him cheating. No one knows his true purpose, but some say he has nefarious intents, while others claim he's only out to have a good time. Cheeto bags hung out of his pockets, and bags obtruded from his unzipped backpack, explaining the bulge lumping the bottom. Myriads of people intersected the hallway to grab Cheetos out of his book-bag, never doing more than a quick grab as to not interrupt Cheeto Man's pace. Cheeto man slung a cheeto attached to a thread after the the doorknob. It wrapped around, forcing the door to swing open. The cheeto receded to his sleeve like a weaponized yo-yo. The classmates giggled at his presence, and the manly men chortled. His absence would have been a shame, as he puts on quite a show. "Late! Tardy slip?" said the teacher. "Here have some Cheetos." said Cheeto Man. A bag of cheeto puffs were impelled like a rocket out of his book-bag, landing in Kool-aid Man's bowl. The cheetos dampened and dissolved, only leaving behind the bag. "Sit down. I don't know what Chester was thinking with you." "Will do!" replied Cheeto Man. "Hey, do you mind telling us the story, about exactly why, you are working here?" he said while nudging Kool-aid Man with his elbow. "C'mon tell us for once." The classmates agreed. Kool-aid man frantically scanned the room erroneously. "What ever could you mean? I'm working here because I adore you abominable children." "Now you're making it too obvious!" retorted Cheeto Man while thumping down on his desk, "We know you did something. Just tell us, because otherwise we'll spread rumors; and we all know how susceptible you are to black-mail." He raised a brow. "You're threatening a tea..." "No, you're threatening our sanity by not telling us." calmly interjected Cheeto Man. "Okay. Okay. Okay." he said,"You know that Family Guy episode where Stewie and Bryan travel threw time, attempting to change it back to its original state? The producer gave me a bad image by showing me smoking pot." "Super green!" yelled Yang from the back of the room. Kool-aid man continued, "My product appeals to the younger demographic, and I try not to introduce them to juvenile things. I got into a brawl with the producer. He was some sort of over-sized chicken." "But it doesn't make much difference. The channels that show Family Guy aren't child friendly in the first place." "Bzzzzz!" countered Yang to make Cheeto Man shut-up. Cheeto man glared at him. "Teach! Have you gone bonkers in the donkers?" yelled Yang from the back, again. The entire class ignored his remark. It seems that they have adapted to his shenanigans. "We fought for almost 2 hours. At first we started in the studio; but then we ended up on a construction site, where we subsequently were launched up into the air by a spring board. While fighting in the air I choked him with cloud, but that didn't last. He grabbed a bird and pecked me in the eye, which forced me to release him from the strangle. We descended into the pond below, splashing a big splash which stunned for a moment. I grabbed the nearest whale and smacked him with it, like I do my grandmother." "Of course." remarked Yang. Cheeto Man was intently listening to the story. It was obvious he was interested. "The chicken grabbed an electric eel and electrocuted me with it. Then, he wrapped it round me to pull me out of the water. I tore the eel in half and started tussling again. We worked our way on top of the Eiffel Tower, where King Kong and I ganged up on him. The chicken was clinging to the overhang. King Kong attempted one last punch to the chicken's face, but failed because he grabbed King Kong by the arm and swung him backwards. King Kong fell to the ground and died." "Well daang! Chicken killed the beast. Listen to that talented voice. Cocka doodle doo!!!" said Yang. "The fight was almost over. The chicken climbed up the tower while punching me. In last ditch effort I beat him in the head with my body, since it's a glass bowl as you can tell. He went into a haze and tipped over the side, but that wasn't the last of him. My glass bowl leaked out diluted kool-aid, that was less sticky due to the water. It was enough to relinquish the chicken's grip, and he fell, just like King Kong." "I was fired from my job for killing the producer. They put me in community service after I pleading criminal insanity in court." "So, why did they put you in a school full of kids if you pleaded criminal insanity? Shouldn't you be an insane asylum?" said Cheeto Man," and Family Guy doesn't have a chicken as a producer. All five of them are undeniably human, though I have my theories about Cherry Chepapravatdumrong..." "Oh. Then what did I kill." muttered Kool-aid man. "We need to find out everything about you K man: your killing, your desires, you most secretive of secrets." said Yang. Yang was blatantly ignored while Kool-aid man passed out the state tests. He eyed Cheeto-man with his reveling grin. This would be a war of the ages; a detective and the criminal. Kool-aid man would let nothing slip passed him. Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

I'm going to make Dodgeball: The Underdog Story, Happy Gilmore, The Longest Yard, and Big Bang Theory references next episode.

This is what happens when you delete a topic that I wanted to 'remodel'.

Billy Bob Joe Bob oinked his pot belly to the camera. Blankly gazed, he churned his pudgy mouth. He needs to speak-- Let the man speak!! "I was workin' on editin' my topic when that Kenway boy showed up. Nice chap, but on the dark side of the corn harvest. He got some sort of baw' humbug to him, like something up his ol' crappy patter." "The boy is nice. Just not something you want just walking up, unlike them 10-pointers. He was here to get done an inspection. He checked every nook-and-cranny of my topic. Checking the old form boards, those studs, an' getting all into that drywall so he can see them electricals and pipin'. I know darn well that it wouldn't make the cut, but what else can I do? He can expect me to go doing it right, can he?" Edward did his thing,"Hmm.." "Bah' humbug." he muttered under his breath. "This isn't good-- not good at all." he said. "You have yourself a major issue Billy. There's barely any electrical in here, and what you do have will honestly start a fire, or catapult you to the next state when touched. The plumbing isn't much better. Just turning the faucet would cause a rupture that'll likely collapse the house." "What if they both happened at once, like an electrical wave ram-sacking the place? Why are we even standing in here? It's dangerous." They both walked out of the house cautiously, leaving Billy quite bothered. "There isn't much to do here, so I believe demolition is in order." Billy winced at the thought, "But why? It's only me living here. If I die, you'll only have one less hillbilly to be messin' with." "Sir, this derelict piece of trash is first-and-foremost an obstruction to my line of work. Additionally, this building is a forum safety hazard, that of which permits me to act accordingly." Edward tares a piece of thermal paper similar to a receipt, off a device shaped like a tape roller. Billy glared at it like the bad omen it was, while simultaneously marveling at the novelty of the gizmo. "Take this error and I'll be on my way." remarked Kenway. Billy Bob took his time to strenuously read over the contents of the paper. His illiterate self hadn't seen so many words all at once. It read: ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You do not have permission to view this topic. (#10340) Need Help? -Our help documentation -Contact the community administrator ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Billy was peeved. "How can they be doin' this to me? It just was a simple topic." Bnus replied with his snarly attitude,"Only a simple topic? You posted 'Keep the love' with a mess of numbers. You should be ashamed, because I honestly believed you were a bot. Bots have no place on here, since we already have the 343i bot. Much shame. No remorse. Much sad." The community DIY-er popped in with celebrity appeal. Yang roared the audience in legions. "Apparently I'm Oprah now. Hey you, hands off the sound effects!" The iconic voice appears,"What does the chicken say? Quack. What does the donkey say? EEE- Yaw! What does the Bnus say? Germinate! Germinate!" "I know that's you Seymor. Cut the act. Chop! Chop! Sheww! Sheww. Bzzzz!" Yang said with the flare of a prima-donna. "I'm here to get the DIY-in going on!" "We green? We all green right? Right." Everyone is utterly taken aback by Yang's presentation. His stunning impersonation of Ruby Rhod from the 'Fifth Element' quivers even Azaxx. What could this mean? Have the fans gone super green? Are the producers nervous in the service? We'll find out next time on 'Sweat Ecstasy: Working to Pass the Test ~Inspector Style'. Yang: "Inspector is short for mod ya'll!--right?"

Halo 5 needs a redesign of the Promethean weapons repertoire. Things need to be removed and added upon. Ingenuity improvement for one. As for the landscape, that is dependent on the game engine and the XB1's capabilities; along with whatever adjustments devs must make to coding, due to the the next gen difference. I'm not implying that they'll be making cross platform games, but I'm just going to intuitively guess that the XB1 requires different variation of coding.

How about you make a deviant art account and post it as a fanon. This way you can link it in an edit, and remove all the hassle we get from reading it over the PM; or, prevent you from having to send it to numerous people. Supposedly, you could paste it to a Google drive document for us, while retaining a separate copy just-in-case. Caboose brashly summed up what needed to be said. Hopefully you can consider doing one of these two things, because even though I would like to read you fanon, I'll ignore it just to spite the inconvenience. Please, please consider following one of my suggestion, preferably the first one... pretty please with a maraschino cherry on top.

Professor Agnes?

You know who has the talent to fake them?-- though it really isn't talent. Fishy, Unease, -Exia, Caboose, and Ledgend all seem capable.

You got it right UNSC Spartan-II!!!! Good Job!

I'll save my strategy for next game and see what you guys can muster up.

The pink cutlass should have been enough of a hint. The miniature elite hint was only for the kig-yar part. You can just forget about that now. The second word is the name of a powerful elite class, and a map.

The plan is axiomatic in nature, and requires one thing to be effective. If it doesn't receive this one condition the plan may dissolve or never form in the first place. ...but as the game is now, there is absolutely no way that pro-town can win. NO WAY! This is the best suggestion I can give.

...that's where you come in Bnus. Hint: I'm calling the tactic "Island Hopping".