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 Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 7:21 pm
*Mosies in, and takes a whiff.*
Aw hell.
*Rushes into the boiler room and closes the door behind me.*
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 7:22 pm
Clark~Kent No you wern't, you were the Last Son of Krypton... While I was dead. stare You say tomato, I say red, Earth-based citrs fruit used frequently in Italian cuisine.
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 7:25 pm
*Muffled yeels and a loud clanging noise is heard through the door to the coiler room.*
...rassumfrassumsumbitchpileomonkeynuts...!
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 7:28 pm
Jaeger_Ayers *Muffled yeels and a loud clanging noise is heard through the door to the coiler room.* ...rassumfrassumsumbitchpileomonkeynuts...! . . . . Humans are so strange.
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 7:34 pm
*Emerges from the boiler room and closes the door.*
I swear it's like fresh fruit. Can't store some things for s**t anymore.
*Looks up at the new guy.*
Hey Clark, who the hell is this?
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 7:38 pm
*stands at the entrance with his eyes narrowed*
The Eradicator.
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 7:38 pm
They call me the Eradicator.
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 7:38 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 7:40 pm
I swear. People with titles nowadays.
*Heads for the bar, trying not to get cartwheeled into.*
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 7:45 pm
Jaeger_Ayers I swear. People with titles nowadays. *Heads for the bar, trying not to get cartwheeled into.* Well, you see, that's your misconception. I'm not a "person." I'm an acheivement of Kryptonian technology inhabiting a biological body . . . and who has absorbed the consciousness of a human. I'm still technically a machine.
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 7:46 pm
Yuh-hunh.
*Pours a Jack and Coke. Heavy on the Jack.*
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 7:49 pm
*Does a round off double half spring and lands seated on the bartop.* Guten Tag. biggrin
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 7:49 pm
*eyes glow as he grits his teeth and walks in*
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 7:50 pm
Doctor Harleen Quinzell *Does a round off double half spring and lands seated on the bartop.* Guten Tag. biggrin Evenin' to you too, although just because my name is German doesn't mean I am. smile
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 7:51 pm
Richard Rider *eyes glow as he grits his teeth and walks in* Kick his a**, sea bass. *Sips my drink.*
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