Tomahawk

I agree with @Goblins, however some Poketrade people should voice their opinion on this one.
@Parasect @Kitsune @TacoSmasher47 @Bagel @Moosty @Blank @ManlyDuck @Hushpuppy
Also sticked for future Poketrade Map Requests.

I wouldn't mind throwing it in to test it out. I just remember it didn't stay because it was small or something.

let's stop with the stale memes please

am I the only one who noticed the title go from "." to "Departure of Bach" almost a month after this was posted?

best ship

It's literally @Goblins pounding Rolf there's not much else to it than that.

wait really lol

let's stop with the stale memes please

50 Shades of Oof
 
Moosty cuddled up onto Scootaloo’s bare shoulder. He could hear his steady breathing. He playfully stroked Scootaloo’s chest, relishing the overwhelming butt pleasure he had just experienced. Scootaloo had this magical way of reaching down deep inside of him and tickling his booty genitals.
 
“So Scoots,” Moosty whispered in the darkness. “You up for round two?”
 
“Give me another minute. I’m still trying to catch my breath.” Scootaloo sighed in between breaths of air.
“Oof.” Replied Moosty. He caressed Scootaloo’s inner thigh, just fascinating about the pleasure that awaited him.
 
Before he knew it, Scootaloo was back on top of Moosty, going to work with his luscious mouth. He tenderly kissed Moosty’s neck, breathed air into his ear, and ran his tongue down to his collar bone.
 
Instantly, Moosty’s magical meat-stick was at full attention. But before he could control his urges, Moosty found Scootaloo’s mouth enveloped around his danger. Moosty arched his back in pleasure as Scootaloo set to work. Not wanting to be outdone, Moosty slid his head up and under Scootaloo’s waist to engage in a good ole lickaroo of the poop chute.
 
Together they enjoyed the oral ecstasy. Scootaloo had this way of contracting his cheeks so that Moosty’s hard raging snake quivered in pleasure. Moosty’s tongue could cure colon cancer. Scootaloo grinded his fat white butt down on that magical tongue and moaned in pleasure.
 
Moosty saw that his love was also at full mast. He turned himself over and said “Alright baby. I’m ready for you. Scootaloo pls.”
 
Without hesitation, Scootaloo slid himself into Moosty. Deeper…deeper, until he could feel Moosty’s prostate pulsating against the head of his snake. With tender loving care, he slid himself back out and back in, teasing Moosty’s prostate. As he did so, Scootaloo reached around and took ahold of Moosty’s Man Wand and proceeded to massage it.
 
Moosty was in uncontrollable bliss. He quivered and repositioned himself so that Scootaloo could better penetrate his scrumptious butt. As he did, he found the pleasure to be completely overwhelming. He orgasmed into Scootaloo’s open hand. Over and over his dirk spluttered, spewing thick, rich, creamy seed all over the place.
 
Scootaloo kept pumping. He hastened the pace at which he was making sweet man-love to Moosty’s poop chute. As he did, Moosty arched his back and cried in nirvana as even more seed released itself onto the bed. Scootaloo, still with a handful of semen, reached back and wiped it on his taint.
 
With an amazing speed, Scootaloo pumped away, as if he were drilling for oil. With one final good squeeze, he released his Scootagoo into Moosty’s underworld chasm.
 
Both Moosty and Scootaloo collapsed onto the bed, holding one another, breathing heavily from the sheer pleasure of it all. They held each other and stared into one another’s eyes. Neither spoke their love. It didn’t need to be said.
 
“Scootaloo,” Moosty finally gasped. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.” Scootaloo could tell Moosty was genuine. He knew the love there was paramount.
 
Suddenly, Moosty began to convulse violently. His stomach was doing flip-flops in his gut. His butthole had a strange burning sensation. He had contracted the Scootaflu.
 
“Oh no, Scootaloo!” He cried. “It’s happening again!”
 
Scootaloo was quick to react. Moosty flipped over and lay down on his stomach. Without hesitation, Scootaloo stuck his lips against Moosty’s cornhole and sucked out as much Scootagoo as he could. Moosty was horridly allergic to the Scootagoo.
 
“That was close!” Scootaloo said.
 
“Once again, I owe you my life.” Moosty said. “There’s nobody I trust more than you.”
 
“Well, Moosty,” Scootaloo replied. “I have something to tell you.”
 
“Oh?” Moosty said as he began to fudge semen.
 
“Yeah, I’m not who you think I am.” Scootaloo said as he sat up, wiping butt glue from his fleshy fun bridge.
 
“I’m actually…” As Scootaloo said this, he removed the mask he had been wearing the whole time.
Bach was sitting in front of Moosty. Moosty was horrified to find his man-lover was actually his Division Manager.
 
“I just had to taste that forbidden fruit for myself.” Bach said. “I hope you can forgive me for my treachery, Moosty.”
 
Moosty sat in a horrid silence.
 
“Well, SAY SOMETHING.” Bach said. “Get mad, yell. SOMETHING!”
 
Moosty looked up at Bach. “I just have one question.”
 
“What is it?” Bach asked on fated breath. He hung by a thread, waiting for Moosty’s response.
 
“Can I have Admin now?”
 
Author: @Scootaloo
 
 
 
 
kek
 
 
(replace @Scootaloo with @Goblins , @Moosty with Rolf, and @Bach with....uh...@randompersonwhowasinvolved)

What the fuck is this?

This was requested to be put up here... I'm so sorry... @Goblins @BlankThePervert @BelloWaldi @Egossi

Saw the Spanish dub in Spanish class last year. Was not disappointed
 
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=02mbaN7ozJ4

If I were you, just to be safe, do a quick virus/malware scan in that area. I checked in the same place on my PC and it doesn't exist

50 Shades of Oof

Moosty cuddled up onto Scootaloo’s bare shoulder. He could hear his steady breathing. He playfully stroked Scootaloo’s chest, relishing the overwhelming butt pleasure he had just experienced. Scootaloo had this magical way of reaching down deep inside of him and tickling his booty genitals.
 
“So Scoots,” Moosty whispered in the darkness. “You up for round two?”
 
“Give me another minute. I’m still trying to catch my breath.” Scootaloo sighed in between breaths of air.
“Oof.” Replied Moosty. He caressed Scootaloo’s inner thigh, just fascinating about the pleasure that awaited him.
 
Before he knew it, Scootaloo was back on top of Moosty, going to work with his luscious mouth. He tenderly kissed Moosty’s neck, breathed air into his ear, and ran his tongue down to his collar bone.
 
Instantly, Moosty’s magical meat-stick was at full attention. But before he could control his urges, Moosty found Scootaloo’s mouth enveloped around his danger. Moosty arched his back in pleasure as Scootaloo set to work. Not wanting to be outdone, Moosty slid his head up and under Scootaloo’s waist to engage in a good ole lickaroo of the poop chute.
 
Together they enjoyed the oral ecstasy. Scootaloo had this way of contracting his cheeks so that Moosty’s hard raging snake quivered in pleasure. Moosty’s tongue could cure colon cancer. Scootaloo grinded his fat white butt down on that magical tongue and moaned in pleasure.
 
Moosty saw that his love was also at full mast. He turned himself over and said “Alright baby. I’m ready for you. Scootaloo pls.”
 
Without hesitation, Scootaloo slid himself into Moosty. Deeper…deeper, until he could feel Moosty’s prostate pulsating against the head of his snake. With tender loving care, he slid himself back out and back in, teasing Moosty’s prostate. As he did so, Scootaloo reached around and took ahold of Moosty’s Man Wand and proceeded to massage it.
 
Moosty was in uncontrollable bliss. He quivered and repositioned himself so that Scootaloo could better penetrate his scrumptious butt. As he did, he found the pleasure to be completely overwhelming. He orgasmed into Scootaloo’s open hand. Over and over his dirk spluttered, spewing thick, rich, creamy seed all over the place.
 
Scootaloo kept pumping. He hastened the pace at which he was making sweet man-love to Moosty’s poop chute. As he did, Moosty arched his back and cried in nirvana as even more seed released itself onto the bed. Scootaloo, still with a handful of semen, reached back and wiped it on his taint.
 
With an amazing speed, Scootaloo pumped away, as if he were drilling for oil. With one final good squeeze, he released his Scootagoo into Moosty’s underworld chasm.
 
Both Moosty and Scootaloo collapsed onto the bed, holding one another, breathing heavily from the sheer pleasure of it all. They held each other and stared into one another’s eyes. Neither spoke their love. It didn’t need to be said.
 
“Scootaloo,” Moosty finally gasped. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.” Scootaloo could tell Moosty was genuine. He knew the love there was paramount.
 
Suddenly, Moosty began to convulse violently. His stomach was doing flip-flops in his gut. His butthole had a strange burning sensation. He had contracted the Scootaflu.
 
“Oh no, Scootaloo!” He cried. “It’s happening again!”
 
Scootaloo was quick to react. Moosty flipped over and lay down on his stomach. Without hesitation, Scootaloo stuck his lips against Moosty’s cornhole and sucked out as much Scootagoo as he could. Moosty was horridly allergic to the Scootagoo.
 
“That was close!” Scootaloo said.
 
“Once again, I owe you my life.” Moosty said. “There’s nobody I trust more than you.”
 
“Well, Moosty,” Scootaloo replied. “I have something to tell you.”
 
“Oh?” Moosty said as he began to fudge semen.
 
“Yeah, I’m not who you think I am.” Scootaloo said as he sat up, wiping butt glue from his fleshy fun bridge.
 
“I’m actually…” As Scootaloo said this, he removed the mask he had been wearing the whole time.
Bach was sitting in front of Moosty. Moosty was horrified to find his man-lover was actually his Division Manager.
 
“I just had to taste that forbidden fruit for myself.” Bach said. “I hope you can forgive me for my treachery, Moosty.”
 
Moosty sat in a horrid silence.
 
“Well, SAY SOMETHING.” Bach said. “Get mad, yell. SOMETHING!”
 
Moosty looked up at Bach. “I just have one question.”
 
“What is it?” Bach asked on fated breath. He hung by a thread, waiting for Moosty’s response.
 
“Can I have Admin now?”
 
author: Scooots

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Y'all can keep arguing about other bullshit, but Matsi I kindly request you either 1) Don't have a name that mimics All commands or 2) Change color.
 
Not a huge deal, but is impersonating admins.

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Surprised no one has mentioned this, but get Monster Hunter 4 Ultimate, and if you dont wanna spend so much time on it and wanna wait for Monster Hunter: Generations, buy it anyway, get free shite in Generations.

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bump

Overwatch is a damn good game, And it isn't tf2. Mei isn't the pyro, zarya isn't the heavy, mercy...alright mercy is 100% the medic, only can fly and revive dead players, so it would be better, but mercy can't overheal.
 
It's mechanically so different from tf2, you can tell the devs looked at tf2 as a jumping off point but they really aren't similar games. They wont threaten eachother.