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 Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 11:02 am
Linda Lee Danvers I refuse! I will go the fair with my super-powered cat and my green alien future boyfriend, and we WILL eat cotton candy and ride on the ferris wheel at sunset!
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 6:21 pm
*Walks in and grabs a few beers*
What up people?
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 7:28 pm
*slinks up to the bar and makes herself another martini*
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 7:45 pm
*sits in a booth propping up his feet and drinks his beer*
Huh, well hello there! Now I don't believe we've met, heh.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 7:54 pm
Why hello there yourself. I must admit though, dear sir, that your face is familiar to me. wink
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 8:02 pm
*Shifts over sits on the bar top infront of her with a grin.*
So how have you been, Inque?
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 8:11 pm
::Makes a beeline to the bar::
::pulls out the glass jar of Hydroflouric Acid::
Bleack....
::pours a glass and slams it down::
I can STILL taste his finger... gonk
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 8:14 pm
Tenzil Kem ::Makes a beeline to the bar:: ::pulls out the glass jar of Hydroflouric Acid:: Bleack.... ::pours a glass and slams it down:: I can STILL taste his finger... gonk
You ATE Bullseye's finger?! Dude! What the hell!
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 8:16 pm
The HEZZ I ate that florger's fingers!
I bit them off. And then spit them out.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 8:16 pm
*grins right back*
Oh, you know me, Rexy. Stealing here, hijacking there, plotting revenge everywhere...the not-so-average life of a super-villianess is always oh-so-hectic.
*notices Ten's chugging*
...Do I want to know what happened, Ten?
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 8:17 pm
Tenzil Kem The HEZZ I ate that florger's fingers! I bit them off. And then spit them out.
*hands him a beer*
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 8:20 pm
Inque Clay ...Do I want to know what happened, Ten? I had to get a little tough in court. The taste of justice is bittersweet. And the taste of Bulleye's pinky and index finger is day-old metal polish. Yuck! Now FRESH metal polish, I have no problem with.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 8:23 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 8:23 pm
...Remind me never to face you in the court of law, Ten.
Ever.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 8:24 pm
Tenzil Kem Inque Clay ...Do I want to know what happened, Ten? I had to get a little tough in court. The taste of justice is bittersweet. And the taste of Bulleye's pinky and index finger is day-old metal polish. Yuck! Now FRESH metal polish, I have no problem with.
*Snaps his fingers and makes some in a container.*
... uh you want some? Oh, so how goes it? What I got from the Rex Clone seems to show that bit from him was some damning evidence.
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