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[Blightmare]

- I ordered a liter of every soda they got. go take your pick, but the root beer is MINE. As well as the real beer assuming you got it.

[BTGBullseye]

-After eating Pizza, Psychotic Ninja is thirsty.

- Why are you speaking of yourself in the third-person?

 

*goes back to the control panel to make sure it isn't the settings that are messing with Psychotic Ninja's spech patterns*

 

- I ordered a liter of every soda they got. go take your pick, but the root beer is MINE. As well as the real beer assuming you got it.

- Just one liter?!? Why didn't you get the two-liter bottles? Oh, the Mt. Dew Livewire is mine.

[Blightmare]

- because it's more fun to watch everyone fight over it. once the blood shed ends, THEN I'll bring out the 2 liters.

[Srake]

-Don't worry guys, I got some 1.5 liters! Have you guys actually seen them? What a weird size.

[BTGBullseye]

- Hey, if you're going to keep on with all the metric size references, then I can just switch everything metric into imperial from the console here.

 

*hovers hands over the console menacingly*

[Scorpia]

Hey guys sorry i'm late can i join in...is that guy alright?

i call the coke by the way.

[BTGBullseye]

*looks at the console with an odd expression*

 

- Well, looks like the house decided to beam up another person... I guess that would be expected since it's temporarily a Borg Sphere...

 

*tweaks a few settings*

 

- There, now the pizza is big enough for you to have some too.

[Blightmare]

- Should have done that for the drinks too.

[BTGBullseye]

*tweaks the controls again*

 

- 5 gallon jugs, best size I could think of for the drinks...

[Scorpia]

alright great? *chows on pizza*

 

with mouth full: i agree, But why are we worrying about drinks right now? I'm Bill BTW.

[Psychotic Ninja]

-Psychotic Ninja is confused to see Bill alive, seeing as he died not to long ago. Psychotic Ninja has always spoken in what you mortals call "third person", also talking pizza is gone, Psychotic Ninja ate it all.

[Scorpia]

uuum oh that, uh that wasn't me who died i uh...FINE I don't die easily, what you heard of was just a vain attempt at mugging me...

[Blightmare]

- so, while Psychotic Ninja is chewing on the air over there, I think I'll go hide the root beer while I finish my pizza.

[Scorpia]

oh were you entitled to it? if so you'll want this back?...

 

*offers a quarter drunken root beer bottle*

[Blightmare]

- buddy, you've been drinking the diet stuff. I've been nursing this now 5 gallon bottle all day. And I bought it, so i am indeed entitled to it.

[Scorpia]

is that why it taste funny? you switched the labels on me?! well, i WILL have a swig of your root beer by days! end!

[Psychotic Ninja]

(Gorramit guys, you're not letting me go as insane as I want my character to get!)

 

 

-Psychotic Ninja needs to drain fluids right now, corner looks perfect *walks to corner, unzips pants, and starts "draining fluids" in the corner*.

[Scorpia]

ugh, Jesus Christ it reeks of asparagus! does any one have a "wet floor" sign...*sniff*..and a hazardous waste decal?

[Blightmare]

(I think eating air constitutes a rather unhealthy level of insanity none the less)

 

- right here. *reaches into pants and pulls out signs* There we go.

[Srake]

-Wait... We're fucking ROLE PLAYING! I THOUGHT THIS WAS REAL LIFE!

-...Did Psycho-Ninja man just pee in my corner? VENGEANCE!