YLYL NIGGERFAGGOTS

YLYL NIGGERFAGGOTS

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Either there's a giant piece of shit or a nigger in the pixelated box.

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This can't be real .

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lol'd

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Post bombs and explosives (be they of the tool, entertainment, or purpose built weapon varieties.)
Stories or ideas relating to the use of such things is also encouraged.

STORYTIME

Game mashup of V:tM and V:tR running on nWoD 1e with armory hack and home brewstuff.

PCs are 5 are three night old fledglings adopted by a couple of elders and taked to track down and capture someone. (Basically a suicide mission but if we pulled it off an survived then hey, more useful whippersnappers to boss around is rarely a bad thing)

> Mark (Ventrue), Noah (Malkavian), Ryan (Toreador), Frankie (Brujah), and Buck (Gangrel)

> having met a local information broker for the first time we were told that the people most likely to have what we needed to know were a group of vampires who lived in the city's sewer system.

>So the five of them proceed to ruin their clothes and smell like shit for a few hours.

>Then there is an explosion.

>It takes a moment for everyone's ears to regenerate.

> Ryan and Mark pick themselves up from when they hit the deck

> Frankie is pressed against the tunnel wall hyperventilating with eyes the size of dinner plates.

> Noah is flailing on his back screaming for Jesus to take him now.

> Buck is missing his left leg from below the knee down.

> Ryan looks at the scorch marks and the metal ball bearing now embedded in one of the tunnel walls and deduces that we had tripped a claymore mine.

> None of us know much about vampiric abilities since this was our 3rd night, but after a moment Buck is able to begin forcing his leg to regenerate.

> He can feel the vitae being drained out of him though, and so, having seen our makavian hunger frenzy just the other night and run down a jogger, decided to hobble around on a stump till he could get more blood.

> Cue amused cackling voice coming from nowhere that is quite happy his new welcome mat worked so well.

> and that's how we met out first Nosferatu.

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lost

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I've seen this posted a few times and I have one question: why? Why is it so fuzzy? What's the joke?

Top kek

someone post the dude whose pants tore apart

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youtube.com/watch?v=tqBsiHBjit8

toppest of lel's. please let there be a follow up to this

>tumblr

Fucking lost. Sumbitch

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Noice

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Gonna go ahead and just answer both of your questions. ...yes

This is a great picture. I really, really, really like this image.

Lost

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i always rage when i see the magazine is turned the wrong way

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>gr8 b8

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Terrible trigger discipline, I hate that nigger

kek

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its written so fucking ugly, im gonna die

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thread ruined again by fucking bananas

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Show me how you would write it so I can learn to do better.

All hail tree gnome fucker!
He is the best Fucker!
video1158689/brunette_in_public
xnxx

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bump

first that didn't suck

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I remember

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>Mark (Ventrue), Noah (Malkavian), Ryan (Toreador), Frankie (Brujah), and Buck (Gangrel)

>having met a local information broker for the first time we were told that the people most likely to have what we needed to know were a group of vampires who lived in the city's sewer system.
>So the five of them proceed to ruin their clothes and smell like shit for a few hours.
>Then there is an explosion.
>It takes a moment for everyone's ears to regenerate.
>Ryan and Mark pick themselves up from when they hit the deck
>Frankie is pressed against the tunnel wall hyperventilating with eyes the size of dinner plates.
>Noah is flailing on his back screaming for Jesus to take him now.
>Buck is missing his left leg from below the knee down.
>Ryan looks at the scorch marks and the metal ball bearing now embedded in one of the tunnel walls and deduces that we had tripped a claymore mine.
> None of us know much about vampiric abilities since this was our 3rd night, but after a moment Buck is able to begin forcing his leg to regenerate.
> He can feel the vitae being drained out of him though, and so, having seen our makavian hunger frenzy just the other night and run down a jogger, decided to hobble around on a stump till he could get more blood.
>> Cue amused cackling voice coming from nowhere that is quite happy his new welcome mat worked so well.
>and that's how we met out first Nosferatu.
just dont fucking separate the text. jeesh

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i lost

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>filename

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"Hey girl your eyes always go two ways or you just retarded?"

Thanks.

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Hey I'm prematurely dumping you because you're a spaz

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hey could you please exist, thanks.

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Im gonna need you to go clean up the steamer you just took in my loafers thx

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always lose to this one

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