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 Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 6:26 pm
*throws a datapad at Lar*
Read the damned specs. Then share them with your friend. This is a DRINK machine with a personality matrix based off of Computo. The SAME Computo that cured Danielle, and then was contained harmlessly in the Crystal Command Matrix that allows it to serve as a mainframe for the Legion Headquarters. Which it even rebuilt. Security measures fully TRIPLE guarded and a shutdown command connected directly to my own force field belt in the case of an emergancy.
Now, if you don't mind, I think I've had enough of friends insulting me for one night.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 6:27 pm
Cassandra Sandsmark *flies out.. buys doritos, and some cds, and a few Dvds, and new clothes, new shoes, jewelery..*
Bananas?
I bet Harley has alot of Bananas. Grah?
Oo rah greh gra grah eh grah. crying
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 6:27 pm
Right. No more caffiene for anyone in here tonight.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 6:30 pm
Wally_West Right. No more caffiene for anyone in here tonight. *Yawns sleepily as he tries to wake up* but . . . if I don't get my caffiene, some fool might get his lungs forcibly removed . . .
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 6:30 pm
As long as it's not my brain, you sicko.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 6:31 pm
Querl Dox Since you decided to make it your business to decry to everyone that I'm out to kill them with a damned drink dispenser. If you have a problem with me, I would prefer you come out and just say it so I can ignore it properly.*closes up COMPUTO* I'm keeping her powered down for now. My calibration tools are back on Legion World.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 6:31 pm
Oh, give me a break. I can't take what you don't have. Now, Pepsi me.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 6:32 pm
confused "Pepsi you?"
If you insist...
*dumps the Pepsi on Luthor's head*
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 6:33 pm
Wally_West As long as it's not my brain, you sicko.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 6:35 pm
>.< Goddammit . . . . *Resists the urge to mutilate, has one of his underlings bring him a Jolt Cola, puts some earbuds on, and grooves to some old DMX*
Damn speedies . . .
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 6:36 pm
Querl Dox *throws a datapad at Lar*
Read the damned specs. Then share them with your friend. This is a DRINK machine with a personality matrix based off of Computo. The SAME Computo that cured Danielle, and then was contained harmlessly in the Crystal Command Matrix that allows it to serve as a mainframe for the Legion Headquarters. Which it even rebuilt. Security measures fully TRIPLE guarded and a shutdown command connected directly to my own force field belt in the case of an emergancy.
Now, if you don't mind, I think I've had enough of friends insulting me for one night. Querl, you are one of my most trusted friends. I'm not trying to insult you, but be reasonable. This is not the place for for such a thing. Sometimes the things you make cause more harm than good.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 6:38 pm
You're my friend? Try acting like it for once. What do I get from everyone here? Zero support. I'm better off staying locked up in my lab. In fact.
*opens a gate behind COMPUTO*
Don't disturb me till the next Crisis.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 6:41 pm
confused This is why I'm glad I'm not perpetually stuck as a teenager like some heroes.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 6:45 pm
*shakes his head*
If that's what you want. I've known you long enbough to know that you'll get over this eventually.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 6:52 pm
*Ponders one of those really contrived buddy-buddy things, like having one of the two kidnapped by extreme forces, requiring the other hero to save his life.* That always works. But . . . nah. let 'em work their own s**t out.
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