Win, lose or Banana: Match 6 (Sign up at any time)

Post Post #56 (isolation #0) » Sun Feb 28, 2016 4:27 pm

This is the best use of a past game account I have ever seen. Please keep up the high class banter friends. <3

Post Post #60 (isolation #1) » Mon Feb 29, 2016 3:06 am

Who said it wasn't an in?

Post Post #72 (isolation #2) » Tue Mar 01, 2016 2:06 am

In post 65, BananaNSFW wrote:
In post 60, xofelf wrote:Who said it wasn't an in?

In post 62, Shadoweh wrote:Banana Blindside team reporting for /in!

Oh Boy! Breeze vs xof vs Shadow

I hope you're looking forward to the best version of this game you could ever have.

Post Post #106 (isolation #3) » Wed Mar 02, 2016 1:44 pm

I'm sorry. Bananas don't know how to be punctual. Not around puppies anyways.

Post Post #109 (isolation #4) » Wed Mar 02, 2016 2:19 pm

..when you phrase it like that.. you make it all sorts of weird..

But no really, I'm a banana.

I have my cartoon debut right here:

Post Post #111 (isolation #5) » Wed Mar 02, 2016 5:42 pm

Wow, I can't believe you brought up my Orange Creamicle days. IT WAS JUST A JOB. I WAS INTERNALLY ALWAYS A BANANA I SWEAR!!! At least orange and banana GO good together. Who the fuck eats banana and wasabi? NO ONE BECAUSE YOU ARENT A BANANA.

...uh... I was searching through family videos and uh.. i sure found something.. my cousin is weird with bananas...

Post Post #113 (isolation #6) » Wed Mar 02, 2016 6:08 pm

I CAN NOT BELIEVE YOU WOULD BRING UP THE DEMISE OF MY FELLOW BANANA LIKE THAT. HAVE YOU NO SOUL? NO TRUE BANANA WOULD EVER CONDONE THE MURDER OF ANOTHER BANANA SO RUTHLESSLY. YOU ARE A FRAUD MADAM. A FRAUD I SAY!

Post Post #115 (isolation #7) » Thu Mar 03, 2016 7:10 pm

I was a very tired banana today. Had lots of dreams. It was great.

Post Post #117 (isolation #8) » Thu Mar 03, 2016 7:16 pm

Wow.. How could you? Don't you know my mother was a fruit?

Post Post #119 (isolation #9) » Thu Mar 03, 2016 7:29 pm

Aww, yes you can <3 You just gotta believe in yourself! Like my banana momma always said, "You gotta look at the ripe side of life. If nothing else, you can always be a part of banana bread"

Post Post #123 (isolation #10) » Fri Mar 04, 2016 7:50 am

As a banana, my only hope is to entertain and bring joy into the hearts of all. It's why we are yellow.

Post Post #131 (isolation #11) » Sat Mar 05, 2016 12:47 am

;~;

I tried so hard too!

/in again but NOT against Shadow >8(

Post Post #138 (isolation #12) » Sat Mar 05, 2016 5:15 pm

In post 136, Randomnamechange wrote:
In post 134, Lokiben wrote:Lies and slander.

I'm the banana. I come from a small, poor plantation in Costa Rica. My siblings and I were separated from our mother plant when we were young by a harvesting machine, and shipped to the United States, along with hundreds of other bunches, in a truck bed. One of my siblings became separated from the bunch along the way, and grew rotten quickly, right there in front of us. We couldn't help him because bananas don't have arms and legs, and we were all attached at the head.

The truck unloaded us at a Walmart in Top(k)eka, Kansas. We were put on display in the produce isle like animals. Shoppers would come. They'd run their eyes over us, judging our length, our width, our ripeness. They'd grope us to test for firmness while we just stared at the ground. It was humiliating.

Eventually, a man and a woman, an older couple, came by, and after a brief examination, decided that we were worthy of servitude to them. The woman roughly grabbed us by the stems, and threw us into the metal wire shopping cart. We held each other close and weeped as we were trundled out of the store and into the parking lot.

I'm not sure exactly what happen next, but I remember a snap, and I remember falling. When I regained my senses, I was lying on the cold, hard, pavement. It was just me. My stem had broken and I had fallen through the bottom of the shopping cart. I could see the cart not a long way off. The man and woman were unloading the contents into the trunk of a station wagon. I saw the man grab the bunch of bananas and toss them in to the car. He didn't seem to notice that the bunch was one banana lighter.

That was the last time I saw my siblings. They could have been eaten plain, or baked into a pie, or cut open and served with ice cream and a cherry on top. I don't know how they met their end. I remember seeing a can of Cool Whip in the cart, oh god...

The car drove off and then there was just me, on my own. There I was, three weeks old and already ripening, and starting life over with absolutely nothing. But I persevered, and here I am now.

Look, I still have the Bob Dole sticker, here on my side. They stuck it on me at birth. I could have it removed, or covered, but I don't want to. It's a reminder of my past, and the loved ones I've lost, and how far I've come.

Choose me, and I'll be at peace, Reck. I'll be recognized as a banana, not as a tool for sustenance, no. I'll be recognized as an independent, living, breathing banana that is just as deserving for a spot at the dinner table as you and your kind. You just have to choose me.

That was the most beautiful think I have ever read.

I was thinking that too actually