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| Auteur | Sujet : [Hc Apwal]-Oupa Team- (>'')> @Baal Cauch |
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Kuroneko [∞] | Reprise du message précédent : --------------- "...a terrible tree of thorns rose five kilometers high into a blood-red sky. Human figures writhed on the many branches and spikes: the closer form recognizably human and in pain, the farther ones dwarfed by distance until they resembled clusters of pale grapes... The dunes were frozen and distorted as if they had been blasted and glazed into glass; the boulders and cliff faces also had flowed and frozen like glaciers of pale stone. There was no atmosphere—the sky was black with the pitiless clarity of airless moons everywhere. The sun was not Hyperion's; the light was not of human experience." ∆ Le Hardcore Apwal® ∆ ~ Happy Tree Friends ~ guide Hero Editor, by moi (: |
Touffu en Vadrouille |
SpyHunter DESU DESU DESU DESU DESU DESU | mais spy pour l'instant il attend que tu te connecte pour commencer è jouer --------------- ![]() ![]() ![]() L'amour de la liberté- J'aime pas les surprises, en fait, le dernier gars à m'avoir surpris s'est pris trois balles |
Kuroneko [∞] | trop bien j'ai des pics à 3k ping \o/ edit: mais j'ai réussi à creer une game edit: bon touffu on attends plus que toi :> Message édité par Kuroneko le 09-12-2007 à 20:33:42 --------------- "...a terrible tree of thorns rose five kilometers high into a blood-red sky. Human figures writhed on the many branches and spikes: the closer form recognizably human and in pain, the farther ones dwarfed by distance until they resembled clusters of pale grapes... The dunes were frozen and distorted as if they had been blasted and glazed into glass; the boulders and cliff faces also had flowed and frozen like glaciers of pale stone. There was no atmosphere—the sky was black with the pitiless clarity of airless moons everywhere. The sun was not Hyperion's; the light was not of human experience." ∆ Le Hardcore Apwal® ∆ ~ Happy Tree Friends ~ guide Hero Editor, by moi (: |
Touffu en Vadrouille | Me voilà.
--------------- L'Artiste est celui qui tend le bras vers l'horizon. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
Kuroneko [∞] | youpi, j'ai été kické sur réseau mcdo et impossible de me reconnecté, apperement la connection est limitée en temps ou je sais pas quoi... de toute façon j'avais mass décos/rhj et 3k ping donc là je suis de nouveau en train de squatter le wifi à l'exterieure de la salle info de la fac, à la merci des éléments et des tueurs en séries de la Doua... bon on joue ce soir, ou sinon demain?? fast answer plx ^^
Message édité par Kuroneko le 09-12-2007 à 22:01:20 --------------- "...a terrible tree of thorns rose five kilometers high into a blood-red sky. Human figures writhed on the many branches and spikes: the closer form recognizably human and in pain, the farther ones dwarfed by distance until they resembled clusters of pale grapes... The dunes were frozen and distorted as if they had been blasted and glazed into glass; the boulders and cliff faces also had flowed and frozen like glaciers of pale stone. There was no atmosphere—the sky was black with the pitiless clarity of airless moons everywhere. The sun was not Hyperion's; the light was not of human experience." ∆ Le Hardcore Apwal® ∆ ~ Happy Tree Friends ~ guide Hero Editor, by moi (: |
Touffu en Vadrouille | ce soir on laisse tomber, demain chui open.
--------------- L'Artiste est celui qui tend le bras vers l'horizon. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
Touffu en Vadrouille |
Kuroneko [∞] | Awaiting orders. --------------- "...a terrible tree of thorns rose five kilometers high into a blood-red sky. Human figures writhed on the many branches and spikes: the closer form recognizably human and in pain, the farther ones dwarfed by distance until they resembled clusters of pale grapes... The dunes were frozen and distorted as if they had been blasted and glazed into glass; the boulders and cliff faces also had flowed and frozen like glaciers of pale stone. There was no atmosphere—the sky was black with the pitiless clarity of airless moons everywhere. The sun was not Hyperion's; the light was not of human experience." ∆ Le Hardcore Apwal® ∆ ~ Happy Tree Friends ~ guide Hero Editor, by moi (: |
Touffu en Vadrouille | Target acquired : MSN
--------------- L'Artiste est celui qui tend le bras vers l'horizon. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
Kuroneko [∞] | Soldier Spy is missing \o/ --------------- "...a terrible tree of thorns rose five kilometers high into a blood-red sky. Human figures writhed on the many branches and spikes: the closer form recognizably human and in pain, the farther ones dwarfed by distance until they resembled clusters of pale grapes... The dunes were frozen and distorted as if they had been blasted and glazed into glass; the boulders and cliff faces also had flowed and frozen like glaciers of pale stone. There was no atmosphere—the sky was black with the pitiless clarity of airless moons everywhere. The sun was not Hyperion's; the light was not of human experience." ∆ Le Hardcore Apwal® ∆ ~ Happy Tree Friends ~ guide Hero Editor, by moi (: |
Touffu en Vadrouille |
Kuroneko [∞] | bon finalement spy est arrivé (petite erreur de 2h dans la conversion d'horaire europe/quebec) et j'ai rip mon druide comme un n00b
Message édité par Kuroneko le 10-12-2007 à 23:16:34 --------------- "...a terrible tree of thorns rose five kilometers high into a blood-red sky. Human figures writhed on the many branches and spikes: the closer form recognizably human and in pain, the farther ones dwarfed by distance until they resembled clusters of pale grapes... The dunes were frozen and distorted as if they had been blasted and glazed into glass; the boulders and cliff faces also had flowed and frozen like glaciers of pale stone. There was no atmosphere—the sky was black with the pitiless clarity of airless moons everywhere. The sun was not Hyperion's; the light was not of human experience." ∆ Le Hardcore Apwal® ∆ ~ Happy Tree Friends ~ guide Hero Editor, by moi (: |
Touffu en Vadrouille |
Touffu en Vadrouille | Regardez le 2e post du topic, exclusivité, le récit de nos aventures !!! --------------- L'Artiste est celui qui tend le bras vers l'horizon. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
amnesiac Doc-Ripper? c'est moi ^^ | Plaisant les anti-héros --------------- «Il vaut mieux se tromper et le reconnaître que ne pas se tromper et le nier ! Je me trompe ?» Ma TL HCL |
SpyHunter DESU DESU DESU DESU DESU DESU | Hého, la comtesse elle poiraute toujours dans sa tour! --------------- ![]() ![]() ![]() L'amour de la liberté- J'aime pas les surprises, en fait, le dernier gars à m'avoir surpris s'est pris trois balles |
Touffu en Vadrouille | C'est vrai ?
--------------- L'Artiste est celui qui tend le bras vers l'horizon. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
SpyHunter DESU DESU DESU DESU DESU DESU | Tu peux aller vérifier si tu veux. --------------- ![]() ![]() ![]() L'amour de la liberté- J'aime pas les surprises, en fait, le dernier gars à m'avoir surpris s'est pris trois balles |
Belzeth Bwaaah! | LEEEEEROOOOOOOY JEEENKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINS!!! \o/ --------------- Petite Sirène <3 - Let's Buy Hapiness |
Neji Hyuga The Dreamer by Peacy |
--------------- « Il était une fois trois petits garçons nommés John, George et Paul, de leur nom de baptême. Ils décidèrent de se mettre ensemble parce qu'ils étaient du genre à se mettre ensemble. Quand ils furent ensemble, ils se demandèrent pour quoi faire, après tout. Alors il leur poussa tout à coup des guitares et ils formèrent du bruit. Au début, cela n'intéressait personne. » John Lennon |
Kuroneko [∞] | sympa le récit ^^ cependant: la comtesse on l'a zappée et précise aussi que quand j'ai voulu fuir après mon leeroy jenkins time, spy a bloqué le pont, spour ça que j'etais coincé edit: druide niveau 6 :-) Message édité par Kuroneko le 11-12-2007 à 14:56:09 --------------- "...a terrible tree of thorns rose five kilometers high into a blood-red sky. Human figures writhed on the many branches and spikes: the closer form recognizably human and in pain, the farther ones dwarfed by distance until they resembled clusters of pale grapes... The dunes were frozen and distorted as if they had been blasted and glazed into glass; the boulders and cliff faces also had flowed and frozen like glaciers of pale stone. There was no atmosphere—the sky was black with the pitiless clarity of airless moons everywhere. The sun was not Hyperion's; the light was not of human experience." ∆ Le Hardcore Apwal® ∆ ~ Happy Tree Friends ~ guide Hero Editor, by moi (: |
Touffu en Vadrouille | Bravo !
--------------- L'Artiste est celui qui tend le bras vers l'horizon. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
Kuroneko [∞] | Rectifie le donc un peu, ton récit et up le druide si t'as le temps ^^ Message édité par Kuroneko le 11-12-2007 à 19:55:18 --------------- "...a terrible tree of thorns rose five kilometers high into a blood-red sky. Human figures writhed on the many branches and spikes: the closer form recognizably human and in pain, the farther ones dwarfed by distance until they resembled clusters of pale grapes... The dunes were frozen and distorted as if they had been blasted and glazed into glass; the boulders and cliff faces also had flowed and frozen like glaciers of pale stone. There was no atmosphere—the sky was black with the pitiless clarity of airless moons everywhere. The sun was not Hyperion's; the light was not of human experience." ∆ Le Hardcore Apwal® ∆ ~ Happy Tree Friends ~ guide Hero Editor, by moi (: |
Touffu en Vadrouille |
Touffu en Vadrouille |
Kuroneko [∞] | bein feu + oak --------------- "...a terrible tree of thorns rose five kilometers high into a blood-red sky. Human figures writhed on the many branches and spikes: the closer form recognizably human and in pain, the farther ones dwarfed by distance until they resembled clusters of pale grapes... The dunes were frozen and distorted as if they had been blasted and glazed into glass; the boulders and cliff faces also had flowed and frozen like glaciers of pale stone. There was no atmosphere—the sky was black with the pitiless clarity of airless moons everywhere. The sun was not Hyperion's; the light was not of human experience." ∆ Le Hardcore Apwal® ∆ ~ Happy Tree Friends ~ guide Hero Editor, by moi (: |
Touffu en Vadrouille | Niveau 8...mes décos ne m'ont pas permis d'atteindre le champs de pierre --------------- L'Artiste est celui qui tend le bras vers l'horizon. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
Kuroneko [∞] | je continue demain aprem ou soir. --------------- "...a terrible tree of thorns rose five kilometers high into a blood-red sky. Human figures writhed on the many branches and spikes: the closer form recognizably human and in pain, the farther ones dwarfed by distance until they resembled clusters of pale grapes... The dunes were frozen and distorted as if they had been blasted and glazed into glass; the boulders and cliff faces also had flowed and frozen like glaciers of pale stone. There was no atmosphere—the sky was black with the pitiless clarity of airless moons everywhere. The sun was not Hyperion's; the light was not of human experience." ∆ Le Hardcore Apwal® ∆ ~ Happy Tree Friends ~ guide Hero Editor, by moi (: |
Kuroneko [∞] | Lvl 12, plus que 9 --------------- "...a terrible tree of thorns rose five kilometers high into a blood-red sky. Human figures writhed on the many branches and spikes: the closer form recognizably human and in pain, the farther ones dwarfed by distance until they resembled clusters of pale grapes... The dunes were frozen and distorted as if they had been blasted and glazed into glass; the boulders and cliff faces also had flowed and frozen like glaciers of pale stone. There was no atmosphere—the sky was black with the pitiless clarity of airless moons everywhere. The sun was not Hyperion's; the light was not of human experience." ∆ Le Hardcore Apwal® ∆ ~ Happy Tree Friends ~ guide Hero Editor, by moi (: |
pralinor Lightwave's 999ers | Hé ben bravo c'est courageux ça ^_^
--------------- Le savoir ne vaut que s'il est partagé : FAQ des nécros. Technique : Configuration clavier --- Les sorts d'os. D2 en assembleur: La qualité d'un objet I --- Ralenti l'ennemi --- La perte de durabilité ----- Le ITD
Théorie: Les maths -- TEST/CMP/Les jumps -- La pile |
Touffu en Vadrouille | Bravo !
--------------- L'Artiste est celui qui tend le bras vers l'horizon. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
SpyHunter DESU DESU DESU DESU DESU DESU | Comptez peut être? --------------- ![]() ![]() ![]() L'amour de la liberté- J'aime pas les surprises, en fait, le dernier gars à m'avoir surpris s'est pris trois balles |
Touffu en Vadrouille |
Kuroneko [∞] | Bon je serais pas libre les soirs jusqu'à lundi, donc je fais en sorte de finir le remontage d'ici là Nice concert Touffu? Message cité 1 fois Message édité par Kuroneko le 14-12-2007 à 18:29:54 --------------- "...a terrible tree of thorns rose five kilometers high into a blood-red sky. Human figures writhed on the many branches and spikes: the closer form recognizably human and in pain, the farther ones dwarfed by distance until they resembled clusters of pale grapes... The dunes were frozen and distorted as if they had been blasted and glazed into glass; the boulders and cliff faces also had flowed and frozen like glaciers of pale stone. There was no atmosphere—the sky was black with the pitiless clarity of airless moons everywhere. The sun was not Hyperion's; the light was not of human experience." ∆ Le Hardcore Apwal® ∆ ~ Happy Tree Friends ~ guide Hero Editor, by moi (: |
Touffu en Vadrouille | Supaire \o/
--------------- L'Artiste est celui qui tend le bras vers l'horizon. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
Touffu en Vadrouille |
SpyHunter DESU DESU DESU DESU DESU DESU |
--------------- ![]() ![]() ![]() L'amour de la liberté- J'aime pas les surprises, en fait, le dernier gars à m'avoir surpris s'est pris trois balles |
Touffu en Vadrouille | Je sais, c'était juste our savoir si le remontage avançait --------------- L'Artiste est celui qui tend le bras vers l'horizon. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
Kuroneko [∞] | Euuh..
--------------- "...a terrible tree of thorns rose five kilometers high into a blood-red sky. Human figures writhed on the many branches and spikes: the closer form recognizably human and in pain, the farther ones dwarfed by distance until they resembled clusters of pale grapes... The dunes were frozen and distorted as if they had been blasted and glazed into glass; the boulders and cliff faces also had flowed and frozen like glaciers of pale stone. There was no atmosphere—the sky was black with the pitiless clarity of airless moons everywhere. The sun was not Hyperion's; the light was not of human experience." ∆ Le Hardcore Apwal® ∆ ~ Happy Tree Friends ~ guide Hero Editor, by moi (: |





