DGN Night Aftermath - October 18th

[Oh_My_Goth]

...dibs on the OTHER leg...

...........& then we'll all switch places when I RING the bell!!!!

Ooooo.....Leg humping games.....

[Rev.Reverence]

Ooooo.....Leg humping games.....

...oldschoolstyle....

[Jessika Fxckin rocks (1)]

Yea that was flavor flav.

it was hard to tell he had no giant clock

[Rev.Reverence]

it was hard to tell he had no giant clock

...I did not think to make one...& I was kinda' fucked up...

[Jessika Fxckin rocks (1)]

...I did not think to make one...& I was kinda' fucked up...

it would have been better we should convince him to be flavor flavv for halloween and hire some hookers or something to be the sluts from the show

[Rev.Reverence]

it would have been better we should convince him to be flavor flavv for halloween and hire some hookers or something to be the sluts from the show

WELL...he has some pimpware.....I'll buy him the clock......you buy him the hookers.

[Jessika Fxckin rocks (1)]

lol ok I'll try

[Hellion]

I need to start taking ephedra again so it will cancel out the alcohol buzz,and I wont be tired,LOL!!

[Constantin]

wow you guys that is great i do have the pimp suit i just need to get some gators and a better cane and of course the giant clock and gold teeth insert

[Rev.Reverence]

I need to start taking ephedra again so it will cancel out the alcohol buzz,and I wont be tired,LOL!!

...Um...here's an idea...drink less...

*runs*

[torn asunder]

this entire thread makes me sad...

i wish i lived closer to the D...

[Hellion]

this entire thread makes me sad...

i wish i lived closer to the D...

I remember when you used to make it up to CC alot awhile back,when the club was really kickass.hopefully you can make it there again soon

[Ice Queen (1)]

this entire thread makes me sad...

i wish i lived closer to the D...

That's not a good excuse!

I live 1.5-2 hours away, and I still make it out once in a while

[prick]

That's not a good excuse!

I live 1.5-2 hours away, and I still make it out once in a while

And we are so thankfull she does, Yum Yum.

[Mean Salley]

It was a pretty fun night, I re-met Rev. Rev and Oh My Goth after having not seen them for a few years. It was a pretty smashy birthday extravaganza I'd say. I've finally met a lot of dgn people, after having seen them there for years and not having ever crossed paths.

Of course what makes a night good for me is if there's enough room for smashable dancing.

The only downside to the evening was the stench that kept wafting through the place. It started out kind of subtle, but eventually it got to the point where I was almost gagging. I know sometimes you run into a bloke who doesn't partake of deodorant, but this was a horrifying, festering, ass-rot of carnage and death sort of stench.

Then I saw someone else gagiing and started clutching at their stoming and start wretching his tummy chowder onto the dancefloor. I was like "D00d, you're all partied out!!!!"

But then the guy started to writhe on the floor uncontollably and started jerking about in wild spasms. Then his stomach distended to the size of a watermelon and burst open in a wicked spray of gore and chunkage. Maggots and bile spewed forth as pustulent blisters rose all over his skin.

Then it finally hit me; the pestilent stench, the blisters, the maggots and disease ridden filth; but it was too late. He was already here

THE GREAT UNCLEAN ONE!!!!!!

The Greater Daemon of Nurgle burst through the stage with a thunderous roar shaking the entire building and sending club patrons sailing through the air. He stomped forward swinging his wicked blade of pestilence cutting a swath through the horrified onlookers. Dozens of plaguebearers followed in his wake, lurching forward and hacking down all that stood in their way. It seemed that all would be lost, for who could stand up to such a horror?

But there were heroes among us.

Storm Knight raised high his crozius arcanum and bellowed " PURGE THE UNCLEAN_UPHOLD THE HONOR OF THE EMPEROR!!!!!" The DGNers burst to action at the rallying battle cry. Greyhalo pulled out a heavy bolter and started laying suppresion fire into the ranks of plaguebearers, tearing limbs off and punching holes in their decaying bodies. Disenchanted charged into the melee with his power-fist, crushing skulls and cutting a path to the great plague lord. Fairybites waded into the brawl with a pair of power claws shredding flesh to ribbons and covering the ground in a gory mess. The right flank was being hit hard until Ice Queen, screaming with rage and the authority of the Ordo Hereticus, dropped the largest of the plaguebearers with a punishing boot to the forehead and incinerated a dozen of the beasts with the cleansing flames of retribution. Eleven fired up her jump-pack and hovered above the battle laying waste to the masses of daemons with her twin inferno pistols, setting the battlefiled ablaze in an apocalyptic diorama. There was finally a path cleared to the Great Unclean One and Rev Reverence charged forward with the righteous fury of the God-Emperor in his eyes and exchanged mighty blows with the repulsive blob of bloated flesh. After 10 minutes of vicious dueling, the rev lost his footing on the gore-slicked dancefloor and stumbled backwards. The towering plague lord lunged forward to deliver the killing blow, a horrble fate on one's birthday. As the Great Unclean One raised his black festering jagged sword for the victory strike, Oh My Goth leaped from the stage to the top of its bloated puss ridden head and screaming incoherently, she slammed her power-sword hilt deep into the top of it's skull. The beast roared and flailed, rotten blood and festering chunks spraying about the battle. The plague lord swayed for a moment and then fell forward with a thunderous crash, crushing the last of the plaguebearers that were struggling against the brutal onslaught of the DGN forces. In the following silence Dead Burger King rolled forward on an attack bike and jammed a Krak grenade into the gaping maw of the still twitching horror. Everyone got clear as the ensuing blast beheaded the daemon, destroying it and it's reign of terror forever.

Punk Princess and Tanuki handed out refreshments after... and dgn pins. (to everyone except me:P)

Surely it was a glorious day of relentless battle and valour amongst the heroes of the day.

None of that really happened. But some dude did stink like a 3 day old gyro sitting in the hot sun.

I wanna learn to make donuts at home

[eleven]

It was a pretty fun night, I re-met Rev. Rev and Oh My Goth after having not seen them for a few years. It was a pretty smashy birthday extravaganza I'd say. I've finally met a lot of dgn people, after having seen them there for years and not having ever crossed paths.

Of course what makes a night good for me is if there's enough room for smashable dancing.

The only downside to the evening was the stench that kept wafting through the place. It started out kind of subtle, but eventually it got to the point where I was almost gagging. I know sometimes you run into a bloke who doesn't partake of deodorant, but this was a horrifying, festering, ass-rot of carnage and death sort of stench.

Then I saw someone else gagiing and started clutching at their stoming and start wretching his tummy chowder onto the dancefloor. I was like "D00d, you're all partied out!!!!"

But then the guy started to writhe on the floor uncontollably and started jerking about in wild spasms. Then his stomach distended to the size of a watermelon and burst open in a wicked spray of gore and chunkage. Maggots and bile spewed forth as pustulent blisters rose all over his skin.

Then it finally hit me; the pestilent stench, the blisters, the maggots and disease ridden filth; but it was too late. He was already here

THE GREAT UNCLEAN ONE!!!!!!

The Greater Daemon of Nurgle burst through the stage with a thunderous roar shaking the entire building and sending club patrons sailing through the air. He stomped forward swinging his wicked blade of pestilence cutting a swath through the horrified onlookers. Dozens of plaguebearers followed in his wake, lurching forward and hacking down all that stood in their way. It seemed that all would be lost, for who could stand up to such a horror?

But there were heroes among us.

Storm Knight raised high his crozius arcanum and bellowed " PURGE THE UNCLEAN_UPHOLD THE HONOR OF THE EMPEROR!!!!!" The DGNers burst to action at the rallying battle cry. Greyhalo pulled out a heavy bolter and started laying suppresion fire into the ranks of plaguebearers, tearing limbs off and punching holes in their decaying bodies. Disenchanted charged into the melee with his power-fist, crushing skulls and cutting a path to the great plague lord. Fairybites waded into the brawl with a pair of power claws shredding flesh to ribbons and covering the ground in a gory mess. The right flank was being hit hard until Ice Queen, screaming with rage and the authority of the Ordo Hereticus, dropped the largest of the plaguebearers with a punishing boot to the forehead and incinerated a dozen of the beasts with the cleansing flames of retribution. Eleven fired up her jump-pack and hovered above the battle laying waste to the masses of daemons with her twin inferno pistols, setting the battlefiled ablaze in an apocalyptic diorama. There was finally a path cleared to the Great Unclean One and Rev Reverence charged forward with the righteous fury of the God-Emperor in his eyes and exchanged mighty blows with the repulsive blob of bloated flesh. After 10 minutes of vicious dueling, the rev lost his footing on the gore-slicked dancefloor and stumbled backwards. The towering plague lord lunged forward to deliver the killing blow, a horrble fate on one's birthday. As the Great Unclean One raised his black festering jagged sword for the victory strike, Oh My Goth leaped from the stage to the top of its bloated puss ridden head and screaming incoherently, she slammed her power-sword hilt deep into the top of it's skull. The beast roared and flailed, rotten blood and festering chunks spraying about the battle. The plague lord swayed for a moment and then fell forward with a thunderous crash, crushing the last of the plaguebearers that were struggling against the brutal onslaught of the DGN forces. In the following silence Dead Burger King rolled forward on an attack bike and jammed a Krak grenade into the gaping maw of the still twitching horror. Everyone got clear as the ensuing blast beheaded the daemon, destroying it and it's reign of terror forever.

Punk Princess and Tanuki handed out refreshments after... and dgn pins. (to everyone except me:P)

Surely it was a glorious day of relentless battle and valour amongst the heroes of the day.

None of that really happened. But some dude did stink like a 3 day old gyro sitting in the hot sun.

I wanna learn to make donuts at home

oh noooo thats so sacrilegious to my Tyranids :(

but then again my tattoo represents the 4 greater daemons :D

[StormKnight (1)]

And we are so thankfull she does, Yum Yum.

+1 It was an honor to armor her.

It was a pretty fun night, I re-met Rev. Rev and Oh My Goth after having not seen them for a few years. It was a pretty smashy birthday extravaganza I'd say. I've finally met a lot of dgn people, after having seen them there for years and not having ever crossed paths.

Of course what makes a night good for me is if there's enough room for smashable dancing.

The only downside to the evening was the stench that kept wafting through the place. It started out kind of subtle, but eventually it got to the point where I was almost gagging. I know sometimes you run into a bloke who doesn't partake of deodorant, but this was a horrifying, festering, ass-rot of carnage and death sort of stench.

Then I saw someone else gagiing and started clutching at their stoming and start wretching his tummy chowder onto the dancefloor. I was like "D00d, you're all partied out!!!!"

But then the guy started to writhe on the floor uncontollably and started jerking about in wild spasms. Then his stomach distended to the size of a watermelon and burst open in a wicked spray of gore and chunkage. Maggots and bile spewed forth as pustulent blisters rose all over his skin.

Then it finally hit me; the pestilent stench, the blisters, the maggots and disease ridden filth; but it was too late. He was already here

THE GREAT UNCLEAN ONE!!!!!!

The Greater Daemon of Nurgle burst through the stage with a thunderous roar shaking the entire building and sending club patrons sailing through the air. He stomped forward swinging his wicked blade of pestilence cutting a swath through the horrified onlookers. Dozens of plaguebearers followed in his wake, lurching forward and hacking down all that stood in their way. It seemed that all would be lost, for who could stand up to such a horror?

But there were heroes among us.

Storm Knight raised high his crozius arcanum and bellowed " PURGE THE UNCLEAN_UPHOLD THE HONOR OF THE EMPEROR!!!!!" The DGNers burst to action at the rallying battle cry. Greyhalo pulled out a heavy bolter and started laying suppresion fire into the ranks of plaguebearers, tearing limbs off and punching holes in their decaying bodies. Disenchanted charged into the melee with his power-fist, crushing skulls and cutting a path to the great plague lord. Fairybites waded into the brawl with a pair of power claws shredding flesh to ribbons and covering the ground in a gory mess. The right flank was being hit hard until Ice Queen, screaming with rage and the authority of the Ordo Hereticus, dropped the largest of the plaguebearers with a punishing boot to the forehead and incinerated a dozen of the beasts with the cleansing flames of retribution. Eleven fired up her jump-pack and hovered above the battle laying waste to the masses of daemons with her twin inferno pistols, setting the battlefiled ablaze in an apocalyptic diorama. There was finally a path cleared to the Great Unclean One and Rev Reverence charged forward with the righteous fury of the God-Emperor in his eyes and exchanged mighty blows with the repulsive blob of bloated flesh. After 10 minutes of vicious dueling, the rev lost his footing on the gore-slicked dancefloor and stumbled backwards. The towering plague lord lunged forward to deliver the killing blow, a horrble fate on one's birthday. As the Great Unclean One raised his black festering jagged sword for the victory strike, Oh My Goth leaped from the stage to the top of its bloated puss ridden head and screaming incoherently, she slammed her power-sword hilt deep into the top of it's skull. The beast roared and flailed, rotten blood and festering chunks spraying about the battle. The plague lord swayed for a moment and then fell forward with a thunderous crash, crushing the last of the plaguebearers that were struggling against the brutal onslaught of the DGN forces. In the following silence Dead Burger King rolled forward on an attack bike and jammed a Krak grenade into the gaping maw of the still twitching horror. Everyone got clear as the ensuing blast beheaded the daemon, destroying it and it's reign of terror forever.

Punk Princess and Tanuki handed out refreshments after... and dgn pins. (to everyone except me:P)

Surely it was a glorious day of relentless battle and valour amongst the heroes of the day.

None of that really happened. But some dude did stink like a 3 day old gyro sitting in the hot sun.

I wanna learn to make donuts at home

And here I thought I was going to be the Grey Knight Captain....lol

[Oh_My_Goth]

As the Great Unclean One raised his black festering jagged sword for the victory strike, Oh My Goth leaped from the stage to the top of its bloated puss ridden head and screaming incoherently, she slammed her power-sword hilt deep into the top of it's skull.

Awesomeness.....

[Hellion]

It was a pretty fun night, I re-met Rev. Rev and Oh My Goth after having not seen them for a few years. It was a pretty smashy birthday extravaganza I'd say. I've finally met a lot of dgn people, after having seen them there for years and not having ever crossed paths.

Of course what makes a night good for me is if there's enough room for smashable dancing.

The only downside to the evening was the stench that kept wafting through the place. It started out kind of subtle, but eventually it got to the point where I was almost gagging. I know sometimes you run into a bloke who doesn't partake of deodorant, but this was a horrifying, festering, ass-rot of carnage and death sort of stench.

Then I saw someone else gagiing and started clutching at their stoming and start wretching his tummy chowder onto the dancefloor. I was like "D00d, you're all partied out!!!!"

But then the guy started to writhe on the floor uncontollably and started jerking about in wild spasms. Then his stomach distended to the size of a watermelon and burst open in a wicked spray of gore and chunkage. Maggots and bile spewed forth as pustulent blisters rose all over his skin.

Then it finally hit me; the pestilent stench, the blisters, the maggots and disease ridden filth; but it was too late. He was already here

THE GREAT UNCLEAN ONE!!!!!!

The Greater Daemon of Nurgle burst through the stage with a thunderous roar shaking the entire building and sending club patrons sailing through the air. He stomped forward swinging his wicked blade of pestilence cutting a swath through the horrified onlookers. Dozens of plaguebearers followed in his wake, lurching forward and hacking down all that stood in their way. It seemed that all would be lost, for who could stand up to such a horror?

But there were heroes among us.

Storm Knight raised high his crozius arcanum and bellowed " PURGE THE UNCLEAN_UPHOLD THE HONOR OF THE EMPEROR!!!!!" The DGNers burst to action at the rallying battle cry. Greyhalo pulled out a heavy bolter and started laying suppresion fire into the ranks of plaguebearers, tearing limbs off and punching holes in their decaying bodies. Disenchanted charged into the melee with his power-fist, crushing skulls and cutting a path to the great plague lord. Fairybites waded into the brawl with a pair of power claws shredding flesh to ribbons and covering the ground in a gory mess. The right flank was being hit hard until Ice Queen, screaming with rage and the authority of the Ordo Hereticus, dropped the largest of the plaguebearers with a punishing boot to the forehead and incinerated a dozen of the beasts with the cleansing flames of retribution. Eleven fired up her jump-pack and hovered above the battle laying waste to the masses of daemons with her twin inferno pistols, setting the battlefiled ablaze in an apocalyptic diorama. There was finally a path cleared to the Great Unclean One and Rev Reverence charged forward with the righteous fury of the God-Emperor in his eyes and exchanged mighty blows with the repulsive blob of bloated flesh. After 10 minutes of vicious dueling, the rev lost his footing on the gore-slicked dancefloor and stumbled backwards. The towering plague lord lunged forward to deliver the killing blow, a horrble fate on one's birthday. As the Great Unclean One raised his black festering jagged sword for the victory strike, Oh My Goth leaped from the stage to the top of its bloated puss ridden head and screaming incoherently, she slammed her power-sword hilt deep into the top of it's skull. The beast roared and flailed, rotten blood and festering chunks spraying about the battle. The plague lord swayed for a moment and then fell forward with a thunderous crash, crushing the last of the plaguebearers that were struggling against the brutal onslaught of the DGN forces. In the following silence Dead Burger King rolled forward on an attack bike and jammed a Krak grenade into the gaping maw of the still twitching horror. Everyone got clear as the ensuing blast beheaded the daemon, destroying it and it's reign of terror forever.

Punk Princess and Tanuki handed out refreshments after... and dgn pins. (to everyone except me:P)

Surely it was a glorious day of relentless battle and valour amongst the heroes of the day.

None of that really happened. But some dude did stink like a 3 day old gyro sitting in the hot sun.

I wanna learn to make donuts at home

We used to know someone that had the "xactlies" because he smelled xactly like shit,his name was BO Joe,and everyone would avoid him.

[Jessika Fxckin rocks (1)]

wow you guys that is great i do have the pimp suit i just need to get some gators and a better cane and of course the giant clock and gold teeth insert

at some point in time one of the hookers has tot spit on the other then get in a huge fight

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