Patrick Sean Tomlinson / @stealthygeek / "Torque Wheeler" / @RealAutomanic / Kempesh / Padawan v2.5 - "Conservative" sci-fi author with TDS, armed "drunk with anger management issues" and terminated parental rights, actual tough guy, obese, paid Quasi, paid thousands to be repeatedly unbanned from Twitter

[PST Stan Account]

Oh snap, didn't notice he had something new out!

Here's the first paragraph of the first chapter, just to compare how a man writes to how Pigsly scribbles:

"This then would be Chicago in the winter of the last year of her life. In a week's time she would return to Stella Maris and from there wander away into the bleak Wisconsin woods. The Thalidomide Kid found her in a roominghouse on Clark Street. Near North Side. He knocked at the door. Unusual for him. Of course she knew who it was. She'd been expecting him. And anyway it wasn't really a knock. Just a sort of slapping sound."

"It was a cold, dark night in deep space. Of course, that’s the sort of night experienced spacers preferred. A hot, bright night meant you’d flown into an uncharted star. Such nights were known for their brevity."

 

[I'mThePatMan!]

I just began reading the book, and you know what I'm immediately reminded of? Liquid Chris.

Sure, there's some fun in disturbing some retard's life through convoluted shanenigans to make him angry. But to simply say:

"Hey asshole, you know that thing you say it defines you? Sit down and see how an actually talented person does a much better job at it, effortlessly."

That's just soul crushing. I'm sure this hurt Pat's ego in a way it has never been hurt before.

I don't know how he'll react, but boy am I excited to witness it!

 

[The Feline Solution]

Even Pat must have sat on his couch and let out a smirk.

I guarantee you he is seething with rage. Fatty is way too much of a narcissist to ever concede anything his "enemies" do, proven time after time in this very thread.

 

[TerminalTryHard]

I'm going to wager he goes straight denial and claims the book doesn't exist, combined with a general increase in hostility and spelling errors on twitter.

 

[Meat Target]

Maybe he'll sue for copyright infringement/plagiarism, even though the Pests beat him to it and the Dickens characters are public domain.

Facts aren't facts if they're said by baby aTalker child sociopaths.

 

[Chef Red Pill]

He learns about Quasi's impending lawsuit and the first thing on this fat faggots mind is Indian food. What a disgusting pig.

 

[Meriasek]

I guarantee you he is seething with rage. Fatty is way too much of a narcissist to ever concede anything his "enemies" do, proven time after time in this very thread.

Yeah. When he heard of it he was likely sloshed out of his mind at Hooligan's, but he understood enough to stumble up from his stool-covered stool in rage, screaming about "felony Christmas Carol sequel stealing" and very nearly smashing his "Deck".

 

[Meat Target]

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He learns about Quasi's impending lawsuit and the first thing on this fat faggots mind is Indian food. What a disgusting pig.

He's taking revenge on his toilet.

 

[Mooner]

Piggy is already denying he legally owes anything to Quasi. Credit to Brotherman covidcumia:

 

[Anonymus Fluhre]

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He learns about Quasi's impending lawsuit and the first thing on this fat faggots mind is Indian food. What a disgusting pig.

I see his name, character name, and stats. How the fuck do you play a game with just that? Where's all the books? No real player sets them on the ground when there's food. Not when there's that much space on the table. Where's the map? Miniatures? Where's all the dice on the table? This screams a couple of retards who wanted to get together but don't know what they're doing so Patrick can take a photo showing the world he's a tabletop roleplayer.

 

[Chef Red Pill]

He's taking revenge on his toilet.

His thought process literally doesn't go any deeper than that. Put yourself in his shoes for a minute; you're a man who's lost almost everything and you just learned the Punjabi reaper is coming to collect his due. The first thing on your mind would be to acquire competent legal counsel, right? Even the lowest IQ nigger can comprehend the benefits of retaining a lawyer. Not Fat though, his pigbrain hears Indian plaintiff and thinks Indian cuisine, splattering his character sheet with chicken tikki masala like a literal swine.

 

[REGENDarySumanai]

I see his name, character name, and stats. How the fuck do you play a game with just that? Where's all the books? No real player sets them on the ground when there's food. Not when there's that much space on the table. Where's the map? Miniatures? Where's all the dice on the table? This screams a couple of retards who wanted to get together but don't know what they're doing so Patrick can take a photo showing the world he's a tabletop roleplayer.

Tablet, theater of the mind. There.

 

[RollingRock2]

So what does fatrick do for a living? Besides grinding black children into pepperoni. I don't know much about the guy and being a failed author doesn't buy you a constant stream of takeout and pub food

 

[Anonymus Fluhre]

Tablet, theater of the mind. There.

But the guy with all of the pencils (and the graph paper for the dungeon. Just caught that) and shit is obviously the DM (why is he sitting there?) You'd think he'd have more shit with him. It's like he showed up thinking there was going to be a game (the feels man, the feels). Also, you've seen how bad Patrick is at creativity. You'd think he'd be able to imagine the layout of a battlefield? What about the friends he associates with on Twitter? They don't seem smart enough.

By the way, in my near 40 years of gaming, TotW doesn't work out well when the game engine is more tactics based. It's fine for games with very little crunch.

 

[Broadside]

Nice.

Since those court records are kinda confusing, I made an attempt at extracting the most relevant info:

2011-09-06​

DISORDERLY CONDUCT​

→ piggy pleads "no contest" at hearing​

→ piggy pays $200.50 ($150 cash bond + $50.50 fine)​

​

2012-06-06​

SPEEDING IN 55 MPH ZONE (25-29 MPH)​

→ piggy pleads "not guilty" by mail​

→ charge reduced to "SPEEDING IN 55 MPH ZONE (1-10 MPH)" at hearing​

→ piggy pleads "no contest" at hearing​

→ piggy pays $345 ($254.40 cash bond + ?)​

​

2012-06-06 — together with previous one​

OPERATING MOTOR VEHICLE W/O PROOF OF INSURANCE​

→ piggy pleads "not guilty" by mail​

→ piggy pleads "no contest" at hearing​

→ piggy pays $10 (cash bond)​

​

2014-01-27​

SPEEDING ON FREEWAY (16-19 MPH)​

→ default judgment without a hearing​

→ piggy pleads "no contest"​

→ piggy pays $250.90 (cash bond)​

Disclaimer: IANAL. Let me know if I misunderstood anything.

"Safe isn't really my speed"

Edit: just purchased A Christmas Carnage! Thanks fellas!

 

[oopsie doodle]

Piggy is already denying he legally owes anything to Quasi. Credit to Brotherman covidcumia:

Spoiler: snips of piggy getting booty-bothered

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Two things I am profoundly grateful for:
1) The brothermen - their antics are hilarious and innovative. Godspeed, you madmen.
2) The people who re-post this stuff on KF. Every last shred of credit goes to the pests, but the pace of discussion over there, the in-jokes, and the infighting make it difficult to follow. Having the highlights here for reference is fantastic.

 

[Johnny Salami]

So what does fatrick do for a living? Besides grinding black children into pepperoni. I don't know much about the guy and being a failed author doesn't buy you a constant stream of takeout and pub food

I always did wonder how he's able to afford eating out so often. He doesn't work and eating out is expensive. His books don't sell and he must be through his advancements

 

[AnOminous]

"This then would be Chicago in the winter of the last year of her life. In a week's time she would return to Stella Maris and from there wander away into the bleak Wisconsin woods. The Thalidomide Kid found her in a roominghouse on Clark Street. Near North Side. He knocked at the door. Unusual for him. Of course she knew who it was. She'd been expecting him. And anyway it wasn't really a knock. Just a sort of slapping sound."

I bet you never did
the Thalidomide Kid.

(apologies to Pynchon)

1) The brothermen - their antics are hilarious and innovative. Godspeed, you madmen.

They are what kiwis would be without rules, if we moved from lawful neutral to chaotic evil. And it's hilarious.

 

[Chukipz]

This book is a work of art.

"Safe isn't really my speed"

Edit: just purchased A Christmas Carnage! Thanks fellas!

It's a work of art.

 

[Mooner]

Two things I am profoundly grateful for:
1) The brothermen - their antics are hilarious and innovative. Godspeed, you madmen.
2) The people who re-post this stuff on KF. Every last shred of credit goes to the pests, but the pace of discussion over there, the in-jokes, and the infighting make it difficult to follow. Having the highlights here for reference is fantastic.

I genuinely think they're the funniest people on the Internet. Us Kiwis are definitely still hilarious, but also more "autistic librarian." Symbiotic relationship, for sure.