To my knowledge, he did not go on that Most Holy Quest. He may have done so incognito; that's been known to happen. But he never revealed himself as having done so.january1may wrote:I think Dracomax is still around in the Present, and no, I don't recall a Gospel of Dracomax or anything. So I repeat the question: did xe ever properly blitz?
Which one? Where? He's still around and would most certainly make the appropriate alteration.january1may wrote:Kieryn's image is still a spoiler.
Yes indeed. He felt a deep void in his soul; the kind that can only be filled by drinking from the river of the One True Thread. Since he had already read all of some sections, his Quest only covered the parts that gave him that Deep Empty Feeling, and could also be termed a condiment. However, it was seaish (at least for those days - nowadays a hundred NewPage gap is practically in the present!) we do not judge the Holy Calling to which some OTTers are drawn.january1may wrote:PhoenixRising is/was a blitzer?
You will soon see... well, I won't tell you. It's still as far in the future to you as the Beginning Of Time is in the past.
BlitzGirl was once a Saul of loose linguistics. The bag incident (I don't think you're reached that) filled her with such seaish remorse she broke with her past linguistic contortions and she now sails straight and true. You could say she just cut it out.january1may wrote:You already have BlitzGirl, I think - why the ch*rp you aren't getting punsawed yet?
Close. The ni ni ni chupacabra form is:january1may wrote:You doge, I put a sandcastle in your sandcastle so sandcastle wow sandcastle. Did I do this correctly?
"You doge, I put a sandcastle in your sandcastle so you can sandcastle while you sandcastle."
Or it's not.
She's done so much timey wimey rippling you can't be sure!january1may wrote:(There's a Russian saying that literally means "what a pancake", used roughly in the context where an OTTer would say "ch*rping m*stard". But I doubt it has anything to do with BlitzGirl's cravings...)BlitzGirl wrote:But why do I suddenly crave pancakes?
edit: Hmmm... Pope again. Isn't this BlitzGirl's place?
I decree that poetry in unfamiliar forms we see...
that rhyme be laid, and meter made, in jolly ottish repartee
for we are blessed, I would suggest, with seaish skills in language arts
which put to use in ways abstruse to postings here an air imparts
that lifts it high in ways whereby, enriched the reader will become.
I this decree, although I see in many ways this could be dumb.