4 chan anime Writefaggotry
A collection of Writefaggotry for the 4 chan anime
/TG/ and /V/ at the LGS
(scene) In the LGS. TG is working, someone wearing a trench coat and sunglasses with most of his face covered comes in.
TG - Welcome to the Local Gaming Store....*looks at the man*.......sir?
A (aside to TG) - I know a few things about androgyny, that's a male.
Man - I'm here for some of that....*whispers* dungeons and dragons stuff.
TG - Sure. Which edition are you looking for?
Man - Uh....uh....the first one.
TG - .....
Man - What?
TG - We're out of stock sir, might I suggest either 3rd or 4th?
Man (voice accelerating) - Why don't you just tell me when you'll get the shipment in andIcangiveyoumyaddressandyoucanshipittome
TG - Sir?
Man - And you can ship it to me.
TG - When we get our first edition shipment in....
Man - Yes. Would that be Ok?
TG - I don't think we're expecting a shipment for the next....year at least. Are you a first time player?
Man - How did you know!
TG - Lucky guess sir. Might I suggest 4th edition then? Excellent for beginners such as yourself.
Man *taking off his sunglasses to get a better look*
A - V?! Is that you!?
Damnit /k/ What did I tell you about the landmines!!
- BOOM*
C: waaaaaaah
TG: What the hell was that?
C: A squirrel just exploded! It was watching it from my window, and it was colecting nuts, and it was really cute and then it explodeeeed whaaaaaaaa!
TG: DAMN IT, K, what did I tell you about the mines!
K: I though I got them all! I must have forgot one!
- X leaves the room*
...
K: Damn it, how am i supposed to find them now.
- X returns to room*
X: I have a metal detector.
TG: Really? Why?
X: In case i needed to know if you were a secret robot.
- holds it up to TG*
X: See? now I know I can trust you if the robot revolution comes.
TG: Oh, X. There's no such thing as secret robots.
- R9K walks through the room with a sandwhich, passing behind TG.*
metal detector: BEEP BEEP BEEP.
- R9K stops and looks around*
- awkward silence*
R9K: What?
Thieves attempt to break into this building. Hilarity ensues.
K: DAKKA DAKKA DAKKA!
Burglar: OMFGWTF! *runs into X's room, slams door closed.*
X: What was that? WHO ARE YOU?
Burglar: Help me, he has a gun!
X: *whips out holy symbol* LEAVE THIS PLACE!
Burglar: I will! I'll leave, I swear! *scrambles for the window*
X: It worked? *pause* AAAAAAAAAAAAH Its a demon! Demon!
- THUD* on the door.
- Burglar looks at the door in fear.*
- TG Bursts into the room with a bastard sword in hand*
TG: "I KICK IN THE DOOR!"
Burglar: OH GOD *leaps out window, makes a break for it.*
X: Glad that's over.
- BLAM!*
V: Boom, headshot!
K: Don't take credit for my kill.
TG and K do some wargaming
"TG," K's eyes were level with the board, only a slight glimmer of moisture suggesting there were eyes in those wrinkled sockets, "You're distracted."
"What tells you that?" TG asked.
"Princess Patricia's Light Infantry appears to have been recruiting Catachan's to replenish its lost numbers to the Kaiser's Regiment Nr. 459," he growled, standing up.
Embarassed, TG fumbled, snatching the bemuscled and screaming figure from the Canadian light infantry arrayed in the trench, "Uh, sorry K, I just-"
"What'd I tell you about being saying sorry," growled K, as he reached for the dice.
"Uhm," TG hesitated, his Catachan still in his fingers, then shrugged, "'Only say sorry when their's a gun in your hand-'"
"Or a bullet in their head," K pulled the cigarette from his mouth, and smiled, "Look's like Princess Patricia's got to get some new boyfriends."
"What- oh come on K," TG gave the veteran a weary look, "Do I have to explain line of sight again?"
"What?" K scowled, "My men have been shooting that shed to shit, it only counts as light cover-"
"COMBINED with the trench that my men are in-"
"IT'S ARTILLERY, I DON'T EVEN NEED TO-"