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No, I am powerful k. I even have a wikipedia article on me.

 

Quote from it.

 

Viper has no superhuman abilities, and relies upon his mind and trained fighting skills to win battles. Very intelligent, he is a skilled debater and advertiser, and he's skilled enough in chemistry to create his own special form of venom. He wears venom-tipped claws and employs venom-tipped darts.

 

Source: Wikipedia

 :lol: I see something else mult Hydra sleeper agent 

:o  :o  :o  Teach me your ways mighty pencilwielder.

 

Also, if the Pen is mightier than the sword.....

 

The statement pretty much is just saying that is better than the sword and pretty much is just saying he's pro.  :ph34r: 

Thanks m8! :D I've never combated a sword even virtually tho, and i don't know if, when, TO, TX or WoT will have a sword like tank..

 

Also, if no one got my cryptic messages, "chocolate eclairs" is a toffee here, which is a hint to Tofu. Also, parrots are often called "muthu mian" here in Pakistan, I think Punjab, and muthu is also sre123's nickname. Hhh :p

 

Also, goodbie from to!

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  :lol: I see something else mult Hydra sleeper agent  Thanks m8! :D I've never combated a sword even virtually tho, and i don't know if, when, TO, TX or WoT will have a sword like tank..

 

Also, if no one got my cryptic messages, "chocolate eclairs" is a toffee here, which is a hint to Tofu. Also, parrots are often called "muthu mian" here in Pakistan, I think Punjab, and muthu is also sre123's nickname. Hhh :P

 

Also, goodbie from to!

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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Viper_(Marvel_Comics)

 

Ignore the parts on the 2nd and 3rd Vipers. That is a glimpse into the future  :ph34r:

I figure I have a start towards getting own wikipedia article; I'm the pretty much the only thing that shows up when I google my name.  B)  :ph34r: 

 

Gba  :lol: I see something else mult Hydra sleeper agent  Thanks m8! :D I've never combated a sword even virtually tho, and i don't know if, when, TO, TX or WoT will have a sword like tank..

 

Also, if no one got my cryptic messages, "chocolate eclairs" is a toffee here, which is a hint to Tofu. Also, parrots are often called "muthu mian" here in Pakistan, I think Punjab, and muthu is also sre123's nickname. Hhh :P

 

Also, goodbie from to!

Gbai m8. As I always say, I wish you the best of luck, and may the winds ever blow in your favor.

 

Sword wielding is super fun, just saying.  :ph34r: 

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Bring it.

Extra sharp pen of righteousness at the ready:

 

 

The wind howled, the dust flew, and tempers rose to a fever pitch. Those who had gathered to watch the battle unfold were now ceasing their chatter and were now focusing on the two combatants. On one side, the Yiper, a shiny new battle tank adorned with the 3 stars of the Lieutenant General, and sporting a 50 mm cannon only known as "Thunder" - a testament to its destructive power. On the other side, a rusty tank with five shabby squares, the ensign of a Warrant Officer 5. This tank, too, held the Thunder, but its own thunder was rather old, unused for many ages. Perhaps it wouldn't work properly. Nobody would know until the battle began, anyhow.

 

A sudden screech pierced the thoughts of the crowd. "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for gathering here! I present to you, Yiper!"

 

Wild enthusiasm ensued. It was obvious the Yiper was the favourite.

 

"And I present to you as well, the Abs!"

 

The enthusiasm died down rapidly. Again, it was obvious nobody expected this shambles of a tank to win.

 

"And as your host, Blaster da master of da swagster, I hereby allow this battle to commence!"

 

Multiple booming shots ensued. The dust flew, the remaining trees on the scorched earth fell, and long-forgotten riverbeds cracked open. The crowd watched in eerie silence. The older tank was quite obviously putting up a good fight, even if they couldn't see the battle clearly through all the dust flying through the air. However, after the storm is the clear sky, and so too the dust cloud finally subside. The Yiper, once shiny and revered, was now a pile of scrap metal on the ground. On the other hand, the Abs was in the same state as before. A little ruffled, but otherwise perfectly fine.

 

"HOW DID THIS HAPPEN, YOU ASK?", Blaster da master of da swagster yelled through his comically oversized megaphone, "WELL, HERE WE HAVE THE REPLAY OF THE BATTLE CRYSTAL CLEAR FROM THE AIR!"

 

The replay started, the crowd's accusations of hacks died down, and soon it all became clear what happened. The Yiper's commander had smirked at the Abs, driven the tank forward, then slipped on a banana peel. In his confusion, he tried to stand the tank upright by shooting at the ground, but to no luck. The hull was just too light, and the Yiper ricocheted off the canyon walls multiple times before coming to a stop in front of the Abs, kneeling in defeat at last. The winner was clear, and so was the message.

 

Throw your banana peels in the trash.

 

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Extra sharp pen of righteousness at the ready:

 

 

The wind howled, the dust flew, and tempers rose to a fever pitch. Those who had gathered to watch the battle unfold were now ceasing their chatter and were now focusing on the two combatants. On one side, the Yiper, a shiny new battle tank adorned with the 3 stars of the Lieutenant General, and sporting a 50 mm cannon only known as "Thunder" - a testament to its destructive power. On the other side, a rusty tank with five shabby squares, the ensign of a Warrant Officer 5. This tank, too, held the Thunder, but its own thunder was rather old, unused for many ages. Perhaps it wouldn't work properly. Nobody would know until the battle began, anyhow.

 

A sudden screech pierced the thoughts of the crowd. "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for gathering here! I present to you, Yiper!"

 

Wild enthusiasm ensued. It was obvious the Yiper was the favourite.

 

"And I present to you as well, the Abs!"

 

The enthusiasm died down rapidly. Again, it was obvious nobody expected this shambles of a tank to win.

 

"And as your host, Blaster da master of da swagster, I hereby allow this battle to commence!"

 

Multiple booming shots ensued. The dust flew, the remaining trees on the scorched earth fell, and long-forgotten riverbeds cracked open. The crowd watched in eerie silence. The older tank was quite obviously putting up a good fight, even if they couldn't see the battle clearly through all the dust flying through the air. However, after the storm is the clear sky, and so too the dust cloud finally subside. The Yiper, once shiny and revered, was now a pile of scrap metal on the ground. On the other hand, the Abs was in the same state as before. A little ruffled, but otherwise perfectly fine.

 

"HOW DID THIS HAPPEN, YOU ASK?", Blaster da master of da swagster yelled through his comically oversized megaphone, "WELL, HERE WE HAVE THE REPLAY OF THE BATTLE CRYSTAL CLEAR FROM THE AIR!"

 

The replay started, the crowd's accusations of hacks died down, and soon it all became clear what happened. The Yiper's commander had smirked at the Abs, driven the tank forward, then slipped on a banana peel. In his confusion, he tried to stand the tank upright by shooting at the ground, but to no luck. The hull was just too light, and the Yiper ricocheted off the canyon walls multiple times before coming to a stop in front of the Abs, kneeling in defeat at last. The winner was clear, and so was the message.

 

Throw your banana peels in the trash.

 

Ro post the masterpiece all over internet.

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Extra sharp pen of righteousness at the ready:

 

 

The wind howled, the dust flew, and tempers rose to a fever pitch. Those who had gathered to watch the battle unfold were now ceasing their chatter and were now focusing on the two combatants. On one side, the Yiper, a shiny new battle tank adorned with the 3 stars of the Lieutenant General, and sporting a 50 mm cannon only known as "Thunder" - a testament to its destructive power. On the other side, a rusty tank with five shabby squares, the ensign of a Warrant Officer 5. This tank, too, held the Thunder, but its own thunder was rather old, unused for many ages. Perhaps it wouldn't work properly. Nobody would know until the battle began, anyhow.

 

A sudden screech pierced the thoughts of the crowd. "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for gathering here! I present to you, Yiper!"

 

Wild enthusiasm ensued. It was obvious the Yiper was the favourite.

 

"And I present to you as well, the Abs!"

 

The enthusiasm died down rapidly. Again, it was obvious nobody expected this shambles of a tank to win.

 

"And as your host, Blaster da master of da swagster, I hereby allow this battle to commence!"

 

Multiple booming shots ensued. The dust flew, the remaining trees on the scorched earth fell, and long-forgotten riverbeds cracked open. The crowd watched in eerie silence. The older tank was quite obviously putting up a good fight, even if they couldn't see the battle clearly through all the dust flying through the air. However, after the storm is the clear sky, and so too the dust cloud finally subside. The Yiper, once shiny and revered, was now a pile of scrap metal on the ground. On the other hand, the Abs was in the same state as before. A little ruffled, but otherwise perfectly fine.

 

"HOW DID THIS HAPPEN, YOU ASK?", Blaster da master of da swagster yelled through his comically oversized megaphone, "WELL, HERE WE HAVE THE REPLAY OF THE BATTLE CRYSTAL CLEAR FROM THE AIR!"

 

The replay started, the crowd's accusations of hacks died down, and soon it all became clear what happened. The Yiper's commander had smirked at the Abs, driven the tank forward, then slipped on a banana peel. In his confusion, he tried to stand the tank upright by shooting at the ground, but to no luck. The hull was just too light, and the Yiper ricocheted off the canyon walls multiple times before coming to a stop in front of the Abs, kneeling in defeat at last. The winner was clear, and so was the message.

 

Throw your banana peels in the trash.

 

Putting this on hold till I'm finished work for the day (end of Lunch hour right now).

 

Be ready for the sequel Abs.

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Extra sharp pen of righteousness at the ready:

 

 

The wind howled, the dust flew, and tempers rose to a fever pitch. Those who had gathered to watch the battle unfold were now ceasing their chatter and were now focusing on the two combatants. On one side, the Yiper, a shiny new battle tank adorned with the 3 stars of the Lieutenant General, and sporting a 50 mm cannon only known as "Thunder" - a testament to its destructive power. On the other side, a rusty tank with five shabby squares, the ensign of a Warrant Officer 5. This tank, too, held the Thunder, but its own thunder was rather old, unused for many ages. Perhaps it wouldn't work properly. Nobody would know until the battle began, anyhow.

 

A sudden screech pierced the thoughts of the crowd. "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for gathering here! I present to you, Yiper!"

 

Wild enthusiasm ensued. It was obvious the Yiper was the favourite.

 

"And I present to you as well, the Abs!"

 

The enthusiasm died down rapidly. Again, it was obvious nobody expected this shambles of a tank to win.

 

"And as your host, Blaster da master of da swagster, I hereby allow this battle to commence!"

 

Multiple booming shots ensued. The dust flew, the remaining trees on the scorched earth fell, and long-forgotten riverbeds cracked open. The crowd watched in eerie silence. The older tank was quite obviously putting up a good fight, even if they couldn't see the battle clearly through all the dust flying through the air. However, after the storm is the clear sky, and so too the dust cloud finally subside. The Yiper, once shiny and revered, was now a pile of scrap metal on the ground. On the other hand, the Abs was in the same state as before. A little ruffled, but otherwise perfectly fine.

 

"HOW DID THIS HAPPEN, YOU ASK?", Blaster da master of da swagster yelled through his comically oversized megaphone, "WELL, HERE WE HAVE THE REPLAY OF THE BATTLE CRYSTAL CLEAR FROM THE AIR!"

 

The replay started, the crowd's accusations of hacks died down, and soon it all became clear what happened. The Yiper's commander had smirked at the Abs, driven the tank forward, then slipped on a banana peel. In his confusion, he tried to stand the tank upright by shooting at the ground, but to no luck. The hull was just too light, and the Yiper ricocheted off the canyon walls multiple times before coming to a stop in front of the Abs, kneeling in defeat at last. The winner was clear, and so was the message.

 

Throw your banana peels in the trash.

 

Feature me in the story too :p

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I went to the washroom to take a piss, and came back to see 56 notifications. What the hax!? is this spam?

Writer wars mein freunde.

 

Also you take really long pees, just saying

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