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  1. Eh, I'm an angry Old Man I feel al little better, knowing that Emrys is still alive. Emrys still in the world makes me feel a bit better. But most of you lot makes me feel like someone's stollen my underwear.
  2. Feck you, feck the others who've posted the same, and sit up and listen to the GODDAMN LAW. You useless little pussies post here, and you think you've got something to say. You don't. I started this ****ing Thread, years and years ago, and you just wander around here in the ruins, and you post. If you can't post anything good, then shut the feck up, asshole. Stuka was a good and great man, for those of us who've posted since before you were more than a a stain on this Thread. Go ahead. Tell me that I'm gone, useless, disappeared. Go ahead and tell me that I'm pointless. And
  3. Jesus to Jesus, and eight hands around...You're still alive, Emrys?! It gives me hope for increasingly brutal old age, Horseman.
  4. I was offered the option of making a tribute to a true original of the Combat Mission Forum: Dan 'Berlichtigen' Brown. 'Berli', as everyone knew him. Scenario designer, game tester, map maker, and Old One of the Peng Challenge Thread. For young people, and for new members of this Forum, that means probably nothing. For anyone who lived through 'Running with Heavy Machine Guns', 'Bren Tripods' and any number of other weird ass forum topics, he stomped upon the fecking terra. He was, in fact, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypso. And you probably don't even know what that means.
  5. This thread, such as it is, is ended. I will begin a new puddle of piss in a moment.
  6. Forms are loosely fitting Jury still are sitting Sense of duty keeps us all in motion Prison sirens wailing That security is failing Do not inspire a lifetime of devotion No one will sympathize No one really tries They need a faith that leads them like a drum And I can hear it pounding down among the ruins Sad to say, I don't think I'm the only one. I awoke and someone spoke They asked me in a whisper If all my dreams and visions had been answered And I don't know what to say I never even pray I just feel the pulse of universal dancers They'll waltz me till
  7. Feck me. So I reply here? Where the hell is 'here', I ask you? What incarnation of the game is this, exactly? The game may have grown beyond us. But we have not grown beyond the game. I've been asked 'What tribute can we make to the memory of Berli? Well, you know what, I think the best tribute to him, is to...hell, I don't know, how about make the goddamn Peng Challenge Thread IT'S OWN, GAME INDEPENDENT PART OF THE FORUM. That's a lot, I admit. Probably be only visited by a handful of drunkards and faithful, possibly the odd serial killer, and frankly, a place for
  8. Maybe I should have handed this off to Joe Shaw, the Justicar, or Bauhaus (who is sitting), but I'm not tired, yet, or quite drunk, so I will post. I am The Seanachai, of the Peng Challenge Thread. Today, at 4:15, CST, Dan 'Berli' Brown, Gotz von Berlichtingen, died. He was diagnosed with leukemia (neither capitalized, nor bolded) on the Wednesday before Christmas. It came on like an unstoppable enemy, and despite the best efforts of the hospital he was at, and despite Berli's indomitable will, it finally put him down. My last words to him were: Peng and I will see you again
  9. You seem like a decent lad. But I have to tell you, and I acknowledge personal prejudice, I do not like your avatar picture. It gives me the red ass. Is there not another, less stupidly annoying, that you like? I'm only asking...
  10. For all the folk that know, and that care, Dan 'Berli' Brown, Old One of the Peng Challenge Thread, is in a bad way. In the week before Christmas, I took him to Urgent Care because all his friends here in town thought he had pneumonia. It turns out he has Leukemia, which came down on him like a freaking freight train, and I got called on Christmas Day to be told that the ICU doctors figured he'd be dead in the next 24-48 hours. He didn't die, and we're all happy about that, we who wait. He's currently on life support, which has been resorted to in order to gain time for the chemotherapy t
  11. Actually, much has changed. Christmas morning was when I was called to the hospital, because they told me that Berli was probably going to die in the next day or two. They were wrong. But maybe 'just' wrong. It is now 2017. There are, and will be, and will always be, Three Old Ones of the Peng Challenge Thread. There is an old, capering fat man, with wild hair, dancing and singing in the moonlight. There is a ranting lunatic, wise with humor and anger, called MrPeng, who rails against the dying of the light. And there is a Dark Figure, patient as a volcano, who sits wreathed in smo
  12. When Letters of Marque come from the King To the scummiest vessel I'd ever seen Goddman them all!
  13. This is a horrible place. But it does not need to be. I want each and every one of you horrible little pants pissers to 'call upon the Old Ones of the Peng Challenge Thread' and see what happens. Eh?
  14. The next time you describe yourself as the 'King of the Cesspool', I will come to your fecking house and kill you with a hand axe. This will be easy, because I have a key to your goddamn house, which you gave me, your dog is dead (he wouldn't have barked at me, in any case, because he and I were buddies), and I HAVE A FECKING HAND AXE!
  15. What's a 'daft'? Is that someone I should know? I know that sometimes, those that were come back to us with new names.
  16. Drag me down? Maybe it just dragged me...up, and out of the Cesspool? It's so hard to know, when you get right down to it, which direction you're going. But Emrys, friend of my youth... or, well, relatively less horrible old age, I am glad, at least, to see that YOU are still here. But, you know, they told me you were dead. Was this in error?
  17. Dearie, dearie me...am I back? Maybe you fecking report to me, you shaggy, stupid PENG CHALLENGE THREAD feckers. I'm only saying.
  18. Oh, man, Emrys, buddy, I'm so glad to see you're okay. I've been...well, you know 'removed'. Man, i don't know...the people I'm seeing posting seem like a lot of...douchebags.
  19. So, NaziMikeArmor, or whatever your goddamn name is. Who are you? You need to provide me with some reason why I want to continue to see your name here. You are showing less than honour to Emrys, a man who, in my experience, you couldn't kill a possum for. So, WHO THE **** ARE YOU?
  20. The king sat in Dunfermline town Drinking of the blood red wine "Where can I get a good sea captain To sail this mighty ship of mine?" Then up there spoke a bonny boy Sitting at the king's right knee "Sir Patrick Spens is the very best seaman That ever sailed upon the sea" The king has written a broad letter And sealed it up with his own right hand Sending word unto Sir Patrick To come to him at his command "An enemy then this must be Who told a lie concerning me For I was never a very good seaman Nor ever did intend to be" Last night I saw the new, new moon With the old moon in her arm And th
  21. Good...gods...So... I've been drinking in the Wasteland for ages. Peng was there. He wandered off. That's his way. Always on Walkabout. Berli? I know all about Berli, me lads. Could hit him with a snowball, from my place, if it would snow. I dunno know. Dalem, you idjit, and Boo, tell me. Who should I speak with? Is there anyone still here to address? I grow old, I grow old...
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