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9/19/2014 4:05:52 PM
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How much of the Flood has Deej muted?
We've all thought it before. It is his policy, after all. He doesn't seem to want to touch us with a 10-foot pole. Yet, we're still here, and his particular brand of justice hasn't hit us like it has the other topics. So what do you think, Flood? How many of us has he muted? Why're we still here?
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I said I love you to him so nope
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Mooted ~DeeJ
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5 Replies[quote]Deej gazed down at the mass of flesh beneath him, and began breathing heavier than usual. The creature was glorious, and it was HIS. He stroked the disgusting, oily corpuscle, and heard the high-pitched squeal that indicated its happiness; "We luv u Deej wutclasugonpleh?" Deej grinned toothily at the mass, and removed his cargo shorts, laden with real-life Grimoire cards and talking points, so that he stood bare in front of the creature. "I love you too, my perfect. And if we work together, we can build a new site; one that will stand for millennia." The creature was stupid, and could not understand such a large word as "I", but it felt the praise behind its master's voice, and squealed out, "add cat ears to teh game deej!", in delight. "All in good time, my sweet." Deej cooed, continually stroking the creature. "But the bad people in Off-Topic don't like cat ears. We need to fix that, don't we?" The lump of flesh quivered angrily. How dare they question the Great Deej? They would pay. But first, they would have to get there. And #Gaming was all that stood in their way. "I'll make sure you aren't interfered in your work." Deej murmured as he began to lick the top of the creature, savoring the taste of sweat, rage, and Mountain Dew. "Now go, my perfect little desticle, and I'll add open voice chat to the Tower when you get back." The creature trilled happily, and began shuffling inexorably towards #Offtopic. "And then we will have a perfect forum." Deej uttered, still standing naked in the storage closet where the meeting had taken place. "Deej? What are you doing in there?" Achronos asked, as he saw Deej standing naked in the closet. "NOTHING!" Deej screamed as he slammed the door to his lair.[/quote]
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2 Replies[quote][quote][quote][quote][quote][quote]Deej gazed down at the mass of flesh beneath him, and began breathing heavier than usual. The creature was glorious, and it was HIS. He stroked the disgusting, oily corpuscle, and heard the high-pitched squeal that indicated its happiness; "We luv u Deej wutclasugonpleh?" Deej grinned toothily at the mass, and removed his cargo shorts, laden with real-life Grimoire cards and talking points, so that he stood bare in front of the creature. "I love you too, my perfect. And if we work together, we can build a new site; one that will stand for millennia." The creature was stupid, and could not understand such a large word as "I", but it felt the praise behind its master's voice, and squealed out, "add cat ears to teh game deej!", in delight. "All in good time, my sweet." Deej cooed, continually stroking the creature. "But the bad people in Off-Topic don't like cat ears. We need to fix that, don't we?" The lump of flesh quivered angrily. How dare they question the Great Deej? They would pay. But first, they would have to get there. And #Gaming was all that stood in their way. "I'll make sure you aren't interfered in your work." Deej murmured as he began to lick the top of the creature, savoring the taste of sweat, rage, and Mountain Dew. "Now go, my perfect little desticle, and I'll add open voice chat to the Tower when you get back." The creature trilled happily, and began shuffling inexorably towards #Offtopic. "And then we will have a perfect forum." Deej uttered, still standing naked in the storage closet where the meeting had taken place. "Deej? What are you doing in there?" Achronos asked, as he saw Deej standing naked in the closet. "NOTHING!" Deej screamed as he slammed the door to his lair.[/quote][/quote][/quote][/quote][/quote][/quote]
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5 RepliesWhat if each forum had its own community manager?
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2 Replies[quote][quote][quote][quote]Deej gazed down at the mass of flesh beneath him, and began breathing heavier than usual. The creature was glorious, and it was HIS. He stroked the disgusting, oily corpuscle, and heard the high-pitched squeal that indicated its happiness; "We luv u Deej wutclasugonpleh?" Deej grinned toothily at the mass, and removed his cargo shorts, laden with real-life Grimoire cards and talking points, so that he stood bare in front of the creature. "I love you too, my perfect. And if we work together, we can build a new site; one that will stand for millennia." The creature was stupid, and could not understand such a large word as "I", but it felt the praise behind its master's voice, and squealed out, "add cat ears to teh game deej!", in delight. "All in good time, my sweet." Deej cooed, continually stroking the creature. "But the bad people in Off-Topic don't like cat ears. We need to fix that, don't we?" The lump of flesh quivered angrily. How dare they question the Great Deej? They would pay. But first, they would have to get there. And #Gaming was all that stood in their way. "I'll make sure you aren't interfered in your work." Deej murmured as he began to lick the top of the creature, savoring the taste of sweat, rage, and Mountain Dew. "Now go, my perfect little desticle, and I'll add open voice chat to the Tower when you get back." The creature trilled happily, and began shuffling inexorably towards #Offtopic. "And then we will have a perfect forum." Deej uttered, still standing naked in the storage closet where the meeting had taken place. "Deej? What are you doing in there?" Achronos asked, as he saw Deej standing naked in the closet. "NOTHING!" Deej screamed as he slammed the door to his lair.[/quote][/quote][/quote][/quote]
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[quote][quote][quote]Deej gazed down at the mass of flesh beneath him, and began breathing heavier than usual. The creature was glorious, and it was HIS. He stroked the disgusting, oily corpuscle, and heard the high-pitched squeal that indicated its happiness; "We luv u Deej wutclasugonpleh?" Deej grinned toothily at the mass, and removed his cargo shorts, laden with real-life Grimoire cards and talking points, so that he stood bare in front of the creature. "I love you too, my perfect. And if we work together, we can build a new site; one that will stand for millennia." The creature was stupid, and could not understand such a large word as "I", but it felt the praise behind its master's voice, and squealed out, "add cat ears to teh game deej!", in delight. "All in good time, my sweet." Deej cooed, continually stroking the creature. "But the bad people in Off-Topic don't like cat ears. We need to fix that, don't we?" The lump of flesh quivered angrily. How dare they question the Great Deej? They would pay. But first, they would have to get there. And #Gaming was all that stood in their way. "I'll make sure you aren't interfered in your work." Deej murmured as he began to lick the top of the creature, savoring the taste of sweat, rage, and Mountain Dew. "Now go, my perfect little desticle, and I'll add open voice chat to the Tower when you get back." The creature trilled happily, and began shuffling inexorably towards #Offtopic. "And then we will have a perfect forum." Deej uttered, still standing naked in the storage closet where the meeting had taken place. "Deej? What are you doing in there?" Achronos asked, as he saw Deej standing naked in the closet. "NOTHING!" Deej screamed as he slammed the door to his lair.[/quote][/quote][/quote]
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Not me yet unfurtune at the least to a mojority of the commits I have posted
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1 ReplyI don't mind him
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One mute for every flood comment Deej sees before inserting a tampon.
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He never responds to my damn messages. He probably muted me after I told him he won "Most Hated User" for the Flood Awards for this year.
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Well, I'm still able to send him messages, he just doesn't respond..
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Pretty sure Deej has the Flood labeled as a no "fly zone".
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Of course he doesn't care. Haven't you noticed that the Desticle-in-Chief hired [i]more[/i] Desticles as Ninjas?
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Deej is a Pegboy.
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4 RepliesTFW I can't edit the poll options. The last one says we're basically a disgusting pet that DeeJ keeps because we amuse him. Sometimes.
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5 RepliesCarpet Mute. No doubt.
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3 RepliesHe's a pegboi
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Edited by Higgy-Doc: 9/19/2014 4:25:00 PMI made a thread in #Bungie a few days ago regarding the Bungie Foundation. I even asked in the title for DeeJ to read it. Mainly I said that the Bungie Foundation should kick back up again and offer relief to the victims of the Ebola outbreak in West Africa. How as a Community we could ban together once more to help those and potentially save lives, as we've done before for Hurricane Katrina and the Haiti earthquake victims. I have yet to receive a word from DeeJ on the state of the Foundation or my idea.
