Talk:Tim Truman
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There are seriously kinky possibilities to having a town with this many Regenerating people. --Chris 18:59, 10 August 2007 (EDT)
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Holy Symbols
A brief elaboration on what sort of holy symbols it is that cause young Timothy Truman such discomfort may be necessary. While the writeup does specify Judeo-Christian holy symbols, that still would seem to cover a lot of ground. So it is probably best to winnow down the selection on holy symbols until we get to the specifics of just what and what does not cause Timmy to flinch. First off, unintentional symbols don't count. Crosses exist everywhere in the world, but only those made with the intent of being a holy symbol count. The same goes for improvised crosses. Putting one stick over another might look like a cross, but it doesn't mean you're venerating the Lord any more than the fact that it looks like a plus symbol means that you're adding two things together.
Only the truly official, intrinsically holy symbols of the major Judeo-Christian faiths count. This means crosses, whatever the variety. Stars of David. The star and crescent of Islam. Symbols of off-shoot religions or lesser regarded symbols simply do not fly. Running him over with a car that happens to have a Darwin fish on the bumper isn't going to do double damage. Examples follow.
Correct
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Can lie around lots
But with strange aeons
Even death may plotz.
Iä vey! The Elder Sign of the Cult of Cthujew is so close, yet so far.
Deer Livejurnals
hello lifejournal i am hassing maney excitement adventures on my travels. i save world like a buncha times. me an marley are having contest to see who does it morer- oh shit she just saved teh world again now were tied! i met many new friends adn old ones too. meta girls named laurie and claire and theuy think me so handsome we adventure togethers (in bed rofl! ) NEway i gotta go eat some food. i like food. it can be mad tasteums. i had a sandwich that tasted like it had some ham and maybe a slice of chhese on it, i think the locals call it a ham and cheese sandwich, these silly savages and their crazy names. c u l8r lj, i just accidently saved the world again! (and got some from claire lol ;) ) Cedric 12:34, 13 September 2007 (EDT)
Incessant Babbling
The Houndmaster doesn't see it coming. Maybe he smells it coming; but he doesn't /see/ it. And it's hard to move out of the way, especially when you don't expect the blade chopping at your throat. He buckles, even as the blade does a squishy retreat; and every following attack makes the dog-headed demon grunt and snarl louder, until finally, amidst Tim's incessant babbling about Arthurian legends... the Houndmaster picks grabs him, picks him up, and swings him head first into a tree; /hard/. "Stupid boy..." it says. With it's manly rasp and tired, bleeding limbs. "You are... beneath... me..." Then he grunts, and adds, "I have... places to be." He sounds all-together not very convincing... but when he leaves, it's not stumbling, or running; it's a slow gaunt into the river's waters, where he begins to sink.
The Houndmaster's standards for "incessant babbling" are really pretty liberal, even for a wounded and angry monster-thing. I suppose he just has a grudge against the Lady of the Lake or something.
I do give compensatory bonus points, though, for "Is she dead? If she's not dead, that's funny." --Chris 11:36, 27 November 2007 (EST)
You know who is awesome?
I would have to say that in my humble estimation the most awesome dude in town is the one and only, the man with the plan, the professor of funk, Phillip Harget.
