Which CFC members do you want to meet

I'd like to thank everyone that hasn't mentioned my name (being all of you). I don't want to meet any of you in real life, because you all smell funny.
 
Originally posted by Colonel Kraken
In no particular order:

rmsharpe, Jack Merchant, Lt. Killer M, Kal-el, Kryten, Yoda Power, Zarn, onejayhawk, Thunderfall, Padma, Chieftess, Puglover, Mojo, CGannon, the Yankee, Sir Eric, Double Barrel, AlphaWolf64

I'm sure there are others. If I could only meet one, it would be Kal-el.

Thanks,

CK

Alright! Fell the love!

One thing I would ask would be about military experience....I didn't ask enough people about it when it was before my injury. Now that it's after, I need to find out specific answers about the various experiences in it.

On another note, I'd mention Richard III if he stayed. Seems like we have a lot of intelligent Canadians around here, which is great. Gotta love the international perspectives.
 
I have always wanted to meet Shaitan...and Chieftess as well. Strange having 'worked' with them so much yet never having met them.
 
Curt. Pillager.

And any who fulfil the categories of my advertisement:

SEEKING A SERVANT
Evil Dictator, early 20s, Nordic appearence seeks companion for afternoon tea, etc. Male, all limbs intact, preferably smoker, aged 8-15, cute appearence, conversant in Volpük, enjoys Harry Potter, films, music, long walks on moonlit beachs, battleships, torture and biscuits, flogging the inferior, rough shag (tobacco), discussing the philosophy of such great thinkers as Machiavelli, Hitler and Barbara Cartland, and helping with the final solution to the Times crossword. Additional duties to be specified at later stage.
 
in random order:

Phoenix
Yoda Power
Xen
Superevie
Metacomet
Padma
Thunderfall
XIII
Loulong
Donovan Zoi
Rocotech
Procifica
sela1s1son
Luiz
Plexus
Chieftess
Necrolyte
Emperor Xerxes
The Yankee
Octavian_X
Bootstoots
Peri

and many more...
 
There are a bunch of people here who would be interesting to meet on a random accidental basis:

rmsharpe
Perfection
Allan 2
Curt
Mr President
Sysyphus
Andrewgprv
Turner 727
thestonesfan
Yoda Power
Mojo
Simon Darkshade
joespaniel
Alone
Pillager
IceBlaze
Zyclen
Stapel
Sean Lindstrom
Lefty
Dumb Pothead
Eklektikos
Greadius
XIII
Bose
Polymath (especially if he brought a bottle of Amarone)
Chairman Yang
the Sultan
and many, many more...

The idea of going out of my way to meet most of you creeps the hell out of me though.:D

Edit: I have to stop editing this because the list is getting too long.
 
I would like to meet some of the most "mature" posters as well, especially if it meant visiting their home town :D
Jack Merchant, R.III, XIII, Pillager, Sultan, Greadius and FredLC comes to mind. McDread as well, for his interest in French Comics ;)
I would also be very curious to meet Curt and even more Simon Darkshade in person. Though maybe that would only shatter the myth :p
 
Since I do not favour anyone (i neither use ignore or buddy option) I would say.. NONE OF YOU!:D

unless you bring beer :p
 
@Xen and Plexus: Thanks for the mention, :goodjob: although my name is not Clagacus ;)

I've already met someone from here..

But, others? Well, since I don't really post on OT (anymore) most of the guys who I interact with on the history forum and Nation States - i.e. Porphyrogenitos (shame he doesn't come here anymore), pawpaw, gael, xen, plexus, Mongoloid Cow, Vrylakas, Illustrious, XIII and, I suppose, Last Conformist, Algernon Pondlife (what a shame we don't see more of him), Yoda Power, Nahuixtelotzin, Hitro, the Dutch dudes I used to argue with all the time (i.e. Jack Merchant and Stapel :) ), and everyone with a good knowledge/ understanding of history, soccer or politics. Oh yeah, and Bose too for being an all-round great guy!!
 
I would like to meet most of you Civ Fanatics in live for a god conversation, drink and fun!
Maybe thats an idea for moderators (or someone alse) to organize some kind of reunion for this site members;) .

This mentioned down are just a top of the iceberg that I would like to meet. Don't worry rest of you who are not mentioned here I got you all in my memory (probably forever) :

AMERICAN DEPARTMENT:
1 Drewcifer
2 Greadius
3 Mojotronica
4 Nixon
5 Turner 727
.....

EUROPEAN DEPARTMENT:
1 Polymat
2 Cimbri
3 Jack Merchant
4 Elsak
5 Grille
.....

KIDS DEPARTMENT:
1 china444
2 Hlkon
3 aaminion00
4 inter32
5 Octavian X
.....
It's not that your posts are premature, you are in this department only becouse of your age..

SPORTS DEPARTMENT:
1 Darknes
2 Hitro
3 McDread
4 Pheonix_night
5 William (and his sister of course;) )
.....

MODERATOR DEPARTMENT:
1 col
2 Padma
3 Thunderfall (Did you expect at the begining that site will be BIG as it is now, huh?)
4 Moonsigner
5 Chieftain

special departments-
HISTORY DEPARTMENT:
1 Dr. Vrylakas

DEPARTMENT OF LEGENDS:
1 Curtsibling ( Regards! Hope your art study assignment going well. )

AND OFCOURSE:
Tathlum!

Have a fun at CFC !!!

Alone


edit: surely not "to meat you" but "to meet you". this damn english killin' me..
 
Simon Darkshade and rmsharpe, both on a boxing ring at the same time[punch] .

Mescalhead, dumbpothead i have some good quebec gold:smoke: .

Bell du jour, a french women :love: .
 
Originally posted by Kinniken
I would also be very curious to meet Curt and even more Simon Darkshade in person. Though maybe that would only shatter the myth :p

If you are really keen, my associates in the Union Corse can arrange your kidnap for Friday morning at 1132 hours. You don't need to pack, but a light lunch may be useful. Dress is formal evening wear, tails, tophat, etc, etc.

You will seized from the street from behind by four burly thugs cunningly disguised as leprous gibbon salesmen on their way to a conference in Lisbon and drugged out of your senses, courtesy of a very large and sharp syringe. Thus incapacitated, you will be placed in a hessian bag, castrated for good measure, and thrown roughly in the back of a van. Using backroads and smugglers roots, you will be driven to a disused nunnery in Holland where the snatch squad will hand you over to the next team.

They will conduct a thorough desensitizing psychological brainwashing process, so that you have no more perception of reality than the Italian cricket team. This will include repeated screenings of Flipper and North. You will also be castrated for good measure. The team will be cunningly disguised as Tunisian ornithologists with pronounced stutters and a penchant for nude tennis.

After 6 months of lying low at St. Flodders, you will be sealed into a coffin with the corpse of the team leader, who will kill himself when the job is done. The coffin will be placed into the back of militarily adapted hearse, and driven by a circuituous root to a mortuary. From there, you will be unpacked and put on the Orient Express, cunningly disguised as ladies luggage. You will also be castrated for good measure. You will be thrown off at Vienna, where a pair of Siamese twins will take you to Salzburg, partially by horse and cart and concealed beneath a shipment of carrots.

There, a burly Italian mountaineer looking suspiciously like Franco Nero will carry you over the border and into Venice, where you will be locked in a luxuriant hotel room overlooking the stunning views of the beach and Dirk Borgarde perving on the little boys. Some two days later, a man will knock upon your door, and then open it, claiming to be able to sell you a lifetimes supply of coconuts. Ignore him. The concierge will come up to your room, and put you in your taxi to the airport. On the way, the driver will castrate you for good measure.

Via Rome, you will fly to New York, kept in a cage with two rather amorous monkeys. You will be picked up by a traffic cop, a construction worker, an Indian and a sailor, which should be an interesting experience. A short taxi ride to a hazy flophouse in New Jersey later, you will be greeted by a crowded room of CB radio enthusiasts, and castrated for good measure. A man in the corner will approach you for a match. You will see right away he is not ordinary. He'll say 'Are you looking for something easy to catch?' Ignore him.

Later that night, you will be whisked away in a motorcycle sidecar to an abandoned airfield where you will be flown by seaplane to a waiting submarine in the mid Atlantic. Upon coming aboard, you will be castrated for good measure. Your quarters will be with the petty officers, who despite their name can be quite magnanimous. Except for Bruce, he's a real b1tch. The sub will creep along at a slow rate to avoid detection, and eventually surface off the coast of Devil's Island.

From there, you will relayed to Guyana by highspeed Zodiac, where you may meet with me via videolink in the shady backroom of a knocking shop in the bustling slums of Georgetown. You will of course be blindfolded during said videoconference. And my voice will be supplied by Daniel Radcliffe. And following the experience, you will again be brainwashed so that you have no memory of it, or the other experiences you have had; you will be conditioned to think that you have only spent two weeks in Paris, swimming in the Seine and thinking dirty thoughts about M. Eiffel's tower. Not that they could do any good, seeing that as a parting gesture, you will be castrated for good measure.

:ack: :evil:
 
:lol:I just laughed my buttocks off:lol: What happens if one of the females want to meet you? Multiple double mastectomies?
 
One is glad to have one's work appreciated. 'Service with a smile, genocide with a grin'.

One does not talk to them; all inquiries of that nature are directed to the Ministry for Women and Other Alien Species, where Minister Knowltok takes good care of them. Well, he's never complained.
 
I am sure I would like to meet a few people from these forums.
I just don't wanna name name's;)
People in SG's, The great players who I have learned so much from, and the people in the fantasy football league and the NFL picks for some beers during the games on Sunday.
and of course any who are smarta## and makes me laugh!
 
Poor kinniken, castrated four times :lol:
 
We at Evil HQ are sticklers for Prussian efficiency and complete obedience from our guests.
 
Simon, a few years ago my hand slipped and I accidentally castrated myself with a toe nail clipper, so we can dispense with several steps in the complex meeting process:lol:

edit: oh I forgot, they'll castrate me anyway a few times just for good measure.
 
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