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themightyjello


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PostPosted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 2:15 pm


Mr. Crawley
It's just that to get some of these softies to do anything I gotta come in their house and WRECK UP THE PLACE!

*takes all the toilet tissue off the roll and flushes it down the toilet... clogging it*

AHAHAHA!

Beat ya to it already.

themightyjello
He'd move from office to office messing up the place for the next few minutes; knocking over items on the desks, spilling stale coffee on computer keyboards, bending paperclips backwards, chewing on pens, breaking the tips off of pencils! How diabolical.

...that was what they were hired for, after all. Making a mess of the place, like a mafia goon breaking a store window because they didn't pay their protection money.

There was a quick stop in the break room, where he put a fork in the microwave, unplugged the refrigerated vending machine, and stole a lunch marked 'Susan' out of the employee fridge.

Ooh, tuna salad.
PostPosted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 2:16 pm


You wrecked some cubicles.

So what.

Terry Tate does that as an office linebacker.

I am commiting genocide.

On both sides.

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Random Stranger #36

PostPosted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 2:25 pm


Why?
PostPosted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 2:25 pm


I didn't have time to kill more than a dozen guards. I was too busy MESSING UP THE PLACE.


themightyjello


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PostPosted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 2:27 pm


*Yawn*
PostPosted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 2:29 pm


Random Stranger #36
Why?
Because I don't like you >=|

Just kidding.. about the reason for it I mean.

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Random Stranger #36

PostPosted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 2:32 pm


C'mon, Crawl. Every great genius loves to gloat. It's their one true weakness. Now gloat for us. Tell us your diabolical plan. So that the good guys can squash you! :O It's the cycle of Good guy - Bad guy.
PostPosted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 2:32 pm


I will tell you this.

It is not Reiko's fault that everyone dies.

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Fengrading

PostPosted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 2:33 pm


*infect*
PostPosted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 2:36 pm


Well not his fault completely. He is indirectly responsible for it.

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Random Stranger #36

PostPosted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 2:37 pm


*rubs two cheetoes together, producing a cheeto mating call... Neeed... Mooore... Cheetooooes... Mmmm... Cheeto porn.*

>> << >> << >>

I don't have a problem.
PostPosted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 2:38 pm


Mr. Crawley
It is not Reiko's fault that everyone dies.

It's their own fault for not living extreme enough.


themightyjello


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Fengrading

PostPosted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 2:38 pm


Spoiler: Reiko, for some reason, makes everyone everywhere try and kill each other. Probably under the penalty "If you don't, I'll kill you."
PostPosted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 2:39 pm


So I take it Latent would be displeased if we slaughtered NPC reporters, eh?

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PostPosted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 2:42 pm


Chaplain Fenix
Spoiler: Reiko, for some reason, makes everyone everywhere try and kill each other. Probably under the penalty "If you don't, I'll kill you."
NUH UH.. that isn't what happens, silly.
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