Ford Maddox Ford

Grady and the gay Durham hotel. OMG, these guys love dicks. Avoid Durham at all cost!

Since your last move:
The rhino kills Lloyd (2023-06-20 10:35)

The rhino left me alone! I guess he knows a dildo when he sees one. You Mai Tai making piece of sh-t!

Shroombaker says �Be alert for Scaramouche!” (2023-06-09 13:22)

Shroombaker, you should know, you are Scaramouche! Scaramouche, also known as 'Stupid Name McGee'.

Atmosfear, Sorry fear, I tried to get there sooner. Good luck to you.

The Dullahan, Durham needs you! You crazy headless SOB!

Red Jimmy Jimson, welcome back Red Jimmy!

Help us! All ghosts go to Durham! Time to kill some fucktards!

snail, Rick Durwood, Grabass McFlintlock, LittleOldMe Ed Herlihy, [profile]
24211[/profile], Tonto, dumb betsy Tanner86 mushy nebakanezer,Doctor Graves,The Ancient Mariner

I'm trying to get up to 40 ghosts in the Overlook Hotel in Durham! Some idiot is doing the Jack/Wendy Torrance shit, and paid for the hotel, but we can take it from them!~ And the few huts in Durham are nearby, anybody want to build sick XP? We could just kill them daily. I'm going to message more people now!

Wendy Torrance, you messed up. The hotel is mine now BITCH! So many wailing ghosts. So many more than you can imagine.

FlayII, mexkrax, FlayIV We are under siege! But still no spooge yet.


Tibbalt, still in Durham? Your old friend Jack Torrance is in town! His body anyway.

FlayII, mexkrax, FlayIV Jack & Wendy Torrance are back in Durham! So much carnage.

Wendy Torrance ... you don't kill spook Wendy. You just don't. You can keep and defend the roach hotel, but no murders in Durham. You filthy animal.

FlayIV, thanks for the heals. thechump's spirit is in one of the eastern huts. Waiting for the shaman to come back to life I wager.

FlayII, mexkrax ... thechump & FlayIII are attacking Durham! spooge must be next! What a time to be alive.



Ford has joined "The Octavius Popebury Memorial Expedition" as he has lately begun to delve into the fascinating & war riddled history of his adopted home, Durham. He'd be grateful for any info on ruins, their locations and their histories. Or if anyone knows the fate of the juice loving hermit Mr. Scavvy of scavvy farms. Hope I wasn't a factor. Sorry old bean, 2015 was a trying year. :(


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±Ford Maddox Ford killed ±Fear Itself
2015-07-06 09:22
±Ford Maddox Ford killed ±Mr Scavvy
2015-07-02 07:03
±Ford Maddox Ford killed ±Mr Scavvy
2015-07-01 23:38
±Ford Maddox Ford killed ±Mr Scavvy
2015-06-30 08:02
±Ford Maddox Ford killed ±Mr Scavvy
2015-06-29 06:56
±Ford Maddox Ford killed ±Mr Scavvy
2015-06-14 01:12
±Jack Torrance killed ±Ford Maddox Ford
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Kip, call in the Samaritans! Durham needs a sassy sandwich! Flip their cheese omelets!

The ghostly voice of Gorry Louis says “You're an embarrassment, Ford. Nobody else in this game gets so butthurt when one of their characters dies that they send their alts to get revenge. None of your kills mean anything.” =================

Gorry Louis says “For the record: I don't care how good you are in CoD. In this game you're a cheating zerger, so your kill to death ratio is meaningless.” ======================

Since your last move: Vieux says “Big stupid bucket of hate?” (2017-01-07 05:09) Vieux says “That's quite the contentious statement. ” (2017-01-07 05:10) Vieux says “More apt would be enormous stupid bucket of hate.”

(2017-01-07 05:10) Vieux says “Why sell me short? What kind of monster are you?” (2017-01-07 05:11) Vieux says “But yes, I hate you. You, and everyone like you. ” (2017-01-07 05:12) Vieux says “Those whom dress like you. Those whom talk like you. Those who even chew their food in the same dull manner.”

(2017-01-07 05:13) Vieux says “I hate your parents. I hate your pastor. I hate the doctor who delivered you. ” (2017-01-07 05:14) Vieux says “I hate everything remotely in your universe.” (2017-01-07 05:15)

Vieux says “To that end, I hate the way you judge others. Blech. Sanctiminous puddle of twee ectoplasm.” (2017-01-07 05:16) *************

Bahl Fear Itself says "Give in to your FEAR. You cannot hide your Terror from me. I sense it even now. Don't be a pawn of the Plague. They lead you to your doom." (2016-01-30 13:04)

You hear TheManWhoSoldDeath let out a banshee wail coming from all around you. (2016-01-30 19:05) You hear TheManWhoSoldDeath let out a banshee wail coming from all around you. (2016-01-30 19:05) You hear TheManWhoSoldDeath let out a banshee wail coming from all around you. (2016-01-30 19:05) You hear TheManWhoSoldDeath let out a banshee wail coming from all around you. (2016-01-30 19:05) You hear TheManWhoSoldDeath let out a banshee wail coming from all around you. (2016-01-30 19:05) You hear TheManWhoSoldDeath let out a banshee wail coming from all around you. (2016-01-30 19:06) Doctor John Simmons kills Fear Itself with a cutlass.
(2016-01-30 19:08)

Currently a ghost, killed by that Aussie wanker The Crawling Chaos. Hope to wail Hemingway to death. Joined a ghost themed death cult. I just want to fit in. Previously looking to start a writer's colony on Shartak. And to murder Hemingway. (you damn monster.) I apologize Mr Scavvy. I thought you were Ernest Hemingway! You're both self important, homophobic alcoholics, and kill lots of animals.



Ford Maddox Ford and the Devil's Disciple

Hemingway was having a drink at the Closerie des Lilas, where the poets used to meet, not the people who went to places to be seen, stared at, outside, and Ford Maddox Ford joined him. A man who Ford identified as Hilaire Belloc walked by and Ford cut him dead, demanding to Hemingway, "Did you see me cut him? Did you see me cut him?!" Because, Ford explained to Hemingway, a gentleman must always cut a cad. "What about a bounder?" Asked Hemingway. A gentleman wouldn't even know a bounder," answered Ford. There is a discussion on gentlemen, and cads, or, rather, Ford gives Hemingway his opinion and Hemingway eggs him on. Ford left. Hemingway pointed Belloc out to a friend who joined him for a drink, saying, "There's Hilaire Belloc. Ford cut him absolutely dead." When the man walked by the other way, the friend remarked, "Hemingway, you ass, that's Alestair Crowley, the diabolist. The most evil man in Paris."