The New Adventures of Spearpsycho Soulshitterson

[Anthonox]

And thus verily, a brooding and beautiful figure descended upon Lookshy. It was Spearphyco Soulshitterosn, and he was angry with grief.

The guards at the gates mocked him, and they said "you are not permitted to enter this city!" And they laughed with malice.

Spearpsycho simply smiled, for he was in disguise and no one knew who he was yet, but then he REMOVED his cloak and his anima glowed.

"No!" the guards said. "It is a solar exalted! He has come to steal all of our magitechs!"

"Hahaha, you are wrong!" Psypsycho said. "I am no mere solar. And I am only here for one thing. You are wrong TWICE!" And he attacked them with his mighty spear, penetrating all of them with one thrust, his shaft baried deeply within their vulernatbe flesh.

"You thought i was just a weak helpless man, but i am so much more! And with the new edition, my charms are now melee charms, and i have develpoed more for my spear!"

"What?" the guards said but then they died. the mystery would be forever so for them.


Spearsksycho entered the city, uncontested for the spear of his anima kept all at bay. and he went into the palace and helped himself to a powerful spear that was locked away forever, for it was too dangerous for even solars. but spearschyo took it anwyasy, for he was not afraid of power. this time he would not fail. Killfuck Soulshitter would fall by his mighty new spear, that had evocations now.

[Cadwyn]

I, what... what did I just read?

[Morangias]

KingCrazyGenius! I don't think I've ever missed a fellow poster as much!

[Isator Levi]

I don't know what to do... the world has changed so much.

[Brasstreader]

HE LIVES!
Greetings once more, Bovine. While you were away, I found your old uvuudaum story. Very neat.

[John Mørke]

The lost writings of Robert E. Howard. (tear drop)

[hopeluvjoy]

The lost writings of Robert E. Howard. (tear drop)

Robert E. Howard wishes he could write as good as this masterpiece.

[Anthonox]

Now now, I could never rock a hat the way Howard could. Though I do share a birthday with H.P. Lovecraft, so maybe that is significant?

[light-hero]

And fan catgirls were everywhere! Internet bends around the hellish cow

[WalrusJones]

I support spear psychos in all their colors.

[Anthonox]

It was Monday morning at school. it was science class, and Bella Swan was sitting next to Edward Cullen again like usual. He was so mysterious, like no other boy she had ever seen.

Then the teacher went to the front of the class and said "class we have a new student, his name is Spear Soulson." And into the class walked Spearpsycho Soulshitterson. Bella looked at him, and was entrancted. There was a sorrow and grief about him that was so mesmerizing, and also he was very handsome. he was holding his spear and he sat down at the back of teh class, not even making eye contact with anyone. The teacher said "Spear you cant have weapons in class there is a zero tolerance policy here" but his slilence unnerved him and he didnt say anything else the rest of teh day, just passed out papers. But Bella just stared at him all class long.

During lunch time Bella was sitting alone watching the beautiful stranger as he practiced his martial arts with his spear. Then Edward Cullen went up to him and said "your kind doesn't belong here, leave before I make you leave." Spearpsycho said nothing and continued to practice his martial arts, but then Edward grabbed him by his neck and picked him up off the ground and threw him into the wall, leaving a dent. But Spearskcyho brushed himselff off like it was nothing and said "no, it is YOU who do not belong here, for this is the world of the living, not the dead." And Spearsycho attacked with tremendous speed. Edward was very fast and strong and managed to dodge a few attacks, ut then he got hit in his leg. Everyone saw it, but then the wound vanished like he didn't get hit.

"Haha" Edward said "wounds mean NOTHING compared to what ive been through." Even though eh was laughing it was a sad laugh.

"I know much about pain myself, Shimmering Blood Monster" and Edward gasped because that was his new name. "I know all about your pains and your other friends pains...ABYSSAL." And Edward gasped again because it was true. And Bella also gasped because she was watching the entire thing "What do you want, Spearpsycho?" Shimmering Blood Monster asked. "I have come seeking information about you know who." And Shimmering Blood Monster did indeed know, for who else would the famous Spearpsycho Soulshitterson be looking for? "My circle fought him last year, it was a brutal battle, but all of us combined drove him off. you know we live in peace here with the mortals and do not hurt them so dont take uyor fight up with us." Spearpsycho agreed to this and nooded, but then said "but perhaps after i finish things with my father you and i can spar again, for you are a better fight than most" and Shimmering Blood Monster grinned his sharp teeth.

And before Spearspycho left on his magic carpet, he also said to Bella "and I will see you again as well" and Bella gasped again.

[Anthonox]

Oh, and as before, everyone feel free to contribute your own adventures as well. Connection to previous events/reality/sensibility can be as firm or tenuous as you desire.

Previously mentioned characters aside from Spearpsycho include his impossibly beautiful Lunar mate Radiant Silver Beauty, his father Killfuck Soulshitter the Abyssal murder-hobo to end all murder hobos, and his mother Invincible Sword Princess the Solar combat twink. Also Hermione Granger and Panther.

[Sanctaphrax]

I, what... what did I just read?

http://forums.white-wolf.com/default...osts&m=1107696.

[Lord Sia]

High above the school soared an eagel. It was no ordinary eagel, though, for it had two heads with three aeyes (two of which were red with black dots, sort-of like a sharingin, and the last one pure silver like byakugen) and the beaks were filled with tiny razorshapr teeth (lik those on a shark, except tinyer and more sharper) and three wings and a tail maid of a dozen tentaculs.

There he was, the eagul thouht; Spearpsycho Soulshitterson, his arknemenensis. The one who had defeat him with casual ease, time and again, humiliated him in front of his beloved Radiant Silver Beauty, the most beautiful of all beeings in all of Creation. But not this tiem, though the eagel; this time, Soulshettirson would be the one defeated, left for dead in a dirty ditch or pile of refuse or showed down a garbage chute, while he would be teh one all the pretty gurls would stare at and sigh and moon after and want.

And tehn the eagul saw her; a pretty girrl, almost as pretty as his beloved Radiant Silver Beauty... And she was staring at that damnabel fool Soulshittersson with those longing eyes!The eagel snarled in frustration as yet another girl fel for the stupidly handsome charms of the big brute Soulshitterson. The same as with every other girl he had ever loved, snatched away by that jerk before he had even had a chance!

With a dissonant, warbling cry, which really sounded more like the squawk of an asthmatic rooster, the eagel dove towards Soulsittershon, preparing his new 30 charm super-duper-ultra-mega-uberleet-thousand-damage-twenty-hit combo as he did, his gleaming moonsilver talons stretching out, burning with unholy light and dripping with thirty different acids and poisons, three of which were his own origianl creations spceially made just to kill Soulshittreason. The wind roared in the eagels' misshaped and missmatched ears - one was from a bunny-rabbit, the other from an old gorilla - as it flew at the speed of sound towards his hated foe-!

And just as the eagel was about to hit him, Soulshitterson jumped on his magic carpet and flew of, acting as if he didn't even notice the mutant monstrosity which had just smashed into the wall behind him at terminal velocity.

The poor eagel was seeing sextuple, which only made him angrier as all six images of Spearpsycho Soulshitterson flying away without even a glance towards his broken form seared itself into his perfect memory (damn you, Counting the Elephant's Wrinkles, damn you!). Dragging himself out of the pile of rubble, he turned to pursue his depart-, that is, fleeing foe. As he did, his anima banner began to flare, no longer suppressed by the custom stealth charms built into his super-duper-ultra-mega-uberleet-thousand-damage-twenty-hit combo...

... At which point the girls whose changing room he'd broken into noticed the intruder's tentacles, and promptly channelled their inner Peleps Deled upon the Anathema.

It was yet another long, painful day in the life of Tsor Lo Tser.

[Anthonox]

I am loving that poor chimerical bastard. An excellent addition to the canon.