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 Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:12 pm
What in the world was that?
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:16 pm
*Walks in puffing a cigar, having been gone lately.*
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:19 pm
*goes to wave to Logan but finds her arms entirely stiff*
What?? Hmm...
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:23 pm
"New players!" Giggling, like a lord would of course, his mind races with types of chaos he can cause. Lifting his previous curse, they were unable to overlap and needed to be canceled out prior to another cast. Head poking out of his hidey hole, he gently pets the diseased rat that serves as his faithful steed.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:26 pm
Well, the feeling has passed. Delayed side effects from last week's serum?
Bruce, did you want to work on that sedative of yours now?
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:26 pm
*groans, waking up in the back of the corner booth*
*sloooowly sits up* Oooogh. My head. gonk
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:33 pm
*Bruce nods.* Actually, that was the main reason why Joe had broken into Luthor's lab. I'm pretty sure I have the sedative down, but I need an effective dilvery system. I mean, it's not like shooting Hulk wioth a tranquilizer gun has ever done much good.
*Bruce pauses.* I managed to pull tyhe designs on Lex's minidropnes, though, and I think that they can be modified. Take out the spy technology, and replace it with a dosing computer and a hypodermic injector.
Of course, it'll also have to be made faster. Hmm.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:34 pm
The mighty God known as THORSUS explodes into the bar!
Greetings mine children! Raise thy mugs of ale in celebration!
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:35 pm
*shakes her head as if to clear it before looking at Bruce with an odd expression*
I ...
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:37 pm
Jedi Cade Skywalker The mighty God known as THORSUS explodes into the bar!Greetings mine children! Raise thy mugs of ale in celebration! Oh, great. The son of DeffK and Chris Powell . . . .
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:39 pm
((does that mean Chris Powell is Jesus? or that Deffie is Thor? Scary))
*Slumps in her seat a moment*
Oh no..
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:41 pm
((More like the son of Nonee Face and Powell, ladies! xp ))
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:42 pm
*Lord Chaos walks into the Bistro with his hands in his pockets. He holds his hand out and creates a black construct chair in it. He drags it to a table and takes a seat, putting his shoes up on the table and leaning back in the chair. He grins wide and puts his hands behind his head.*
"Evening, folks! Good to see some familiar faces and new ones!"
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:42 pm
Contemplates his next move as he swings one leg over the rump of his rat companion. Four major players, all rather large and powered some how. This would have to be epic, it would require his entire Space LORD skills to be pulled off. Darting out of the hole astride his newly crowned Bubonic the Rat, his fingers work wonders on each, his creative mind flaring to life with this one. Reaching the far all, the verbal incantation was needed to complete the hex.
"As with jelly and peanut butter, make these giants stutter!" Hugging the base boards, his spell should cause verbal inefficiency.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:53 pm
Nnnng... W-would p-people stop all the s-s-SHOUTING oooh, my head. crying *assumes the stuttering is after effects of the absinthe*
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