| 08-12-2007, 03:23 AM | #1 |
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I own...
... the arcade.
 Let the demolishing of my scores begin. 
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'so how did it end? can you describe those final days?'
broken windows, and resting eyes. 'can you tell us what happened here?' they finally got sick of it all, they just gave up on accepting fate. that was the loophole, they found the achilles heel and managed to strike it down. at the feet of the ruins is a dormant structure. dormant but breathing, still breathing. the wind sweeps through its hallways, echoing at the establishment of their caretakers. an exhaltation of cold premonition. |
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| 08-12-2007, 06:13 PM | #2 |
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Re: I own...
 What the!  |
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| 08-12-2007, 06:40 PM | #3 |
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Re: I own...
I can't beat Justin's scores in any of the games I've played. XD
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| 08-12-2007, 07:00 PM | #4 | |
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Re: I own...
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'so how did it end? can you describe those final days?'
broken windows, and resting eyes. 'can you tell us what happened here?' they finally got sick of it all, they just gave up on accepting fate. that was the loophole, they found the achilles heel and managed to strike it down. at the feet of the ruins is a dormant structure. dormant but breathing, still breathing. the wind sweeps through its hallways, echoing at the establishment of their caretakers. an exhaltation of cold premonition. |
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| 08-12-2007, 09:17 PM | #5 |
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Re: I own...
Damnit i was second too.
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| 08-17-2007, 05:07 AM | #6 |
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Re: I own...
I can't even get into the arcade right now, it's not loading. But if it did, I would totally beat your ass.
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| 08-17-2007, 01:28 PM | #7 |
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Re: I own...
Yeah, it keeps loading the PHP file and trying to download it for me.
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'so how did it end? can you describe those final days?'
broken windows, and resting eyes. 'can you tell us what happened here?' they finally got sick of it all, they just gave up on accepting fate. that was the loophole, they found the achilles heel and managed to strike it down. at the feet of the ruins is a dormant structure. dormant but breathing, still breathing. the wind sweeps through its hallways, echoing at the establishment of their caretakers. an exhaltation of cold premonition. |
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| 08-18-2007, 06:17 PM | #8 |
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Every time I get a good score, it doesn't save it. Anyone else having the problem where it doesn't save?
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| 08-18-2007, 07:53 PM | #9 |
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It happens sometimes to me. but luckily never when i got a high score.
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| 08-18-2007, 08:28 PM | #10 |
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Re: I own...
The only excuse i have for that, is you play a really damn long game and the forum deletes your cookie for appearing idle too long.
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'so how did it end? can you describe those final days?'
broken windows, and resting eyes. 'can you tell us what happened here?' they finally got sick of it all, they just gave up on accepting fate. that was the loophole, they found the achilles heel and managed to strike it down. at the feet of the ruins is a dormant structure. dormant but breathing, still breathing. the wind sweeps through its hallways, echoing at the establishment of their caretakers. an exhaltation of cold premonition. |
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