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(And more forthcoming. Sorry about the lack of updating...)
Director: And cut! Wrap it, folks! Richardson: Ow... jeeze, the front of my face... Muse: There is no need to say it any more, you don't have to be in character any longer. Richardson: Oh, YEAH? Let's see if you like it when someone clobbers you in the face with a frying pan. Director: Okay, and we ar- hey, someone knock him out again! Episode II: Could be w-*SMACKA!* oops. Richardson's Personal Log: Owww.... My head feels like I dosed myself with 20 Pan-Galatic Gargle Blasters, despite the physical impossibility that seems to bring. Yodck: Riiiiccchharrdddssoonnn.... Richardson: Oww... head. clogging. up. from. name. streching! Yodck: *SMACKA!* AWAKE, MUST YOU! Richardson: OW! Jeeze, the back of my head! Yodck: *Watches Richardson conk out again.* Annoying, is it... too many frying pans to the head has he had. Figure this out myself must I. Creepy Door: *SLAMMA!* Yodck: Ominous, is it... *Reaches for Saber of Smiting, finds it MIA* Someone pay for this, will they. Explore not lightly, without mighty saber, will I. Richardson: *Mumble-singing in delerium...* Star Trekkin, across the universe, on the starship Kep Salu... Yodck: GAH! Annoying and highly dangerous, this room is! *Es-CAPEA!* Odd... looks like huge portal, does this... *Creepa-creepa-creepa...* what? WHAT? Horrifying, is this! *Looks at the thousands of...* +++We interrupt this regularly scheduled broadcast, to show another fine Acme disaster zone! *Wile-E-Cyote powers up a new Acme quantum "There is No Spoon" torpedo, and fires it at the Road-Runner. Said Road-runner side-steps it, and the torpedo shoots off into the distance. Wile-E stares at it for a while, before a whooshing noise makes him turn around just in time to see the torpedo finish ultra-low orbiting the planet, and hit him instead.* Now, back to your regularly scheduled disaster quest broadcast+++ Yodck: WAKE UP, MUST YOU! HORROR THERE IS! Richardson: DOUBLE ZEKEING GAH! What! Yodck: Facility great, there is, making -- +++SCRHEECHASASHJHKSJKLAHJKHFJKLKSH *Random interferance noises here* EEEASSAKKKKKKKKSHHSHSHSHSHSHHHHHHHH!!!!+++ Richardson: Dear spoon on a stick... This is the horror of every forum goer ever! It's a plot of unprecedented proportions! IT'S! *SMACKA!* Thanks, me, I needed that. Wait... Evil Giovanni: Hello Again.... *BLAM!* Dun-dun, dun-dun, da-dun, dumdumdummdadum....
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CO, USS Kep Salu Evil Emperor of the Black Isles....... Yodck: The perfect Anti-Sith butt-whooping, going medival Jedi Master! (Complete with nerve pinches, and strange vulcan sayings spoken in yoda tounge.) http://groups.yahoo.com/group/AllianceCommand/ The site of strange things. I reject your reality and subsititute my own! |
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