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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 9:05 pm
It was just a small exchange Mr. Mason, nothing to threaten your standings with her.
- Holds out his hand as a single Mousee and Martini perch -
I would watchout Remy, you've made an enemy.
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 9:05 pm
Remy _ LeBeau Funny, I'm clean. Didn't hit me.
*looks at Inque*
Telepathic, if that counts. Nothing physical happened between the two. Phoenix saw that herself. That's rather specious reasoning. It happened where no one could see, so it doesn't count? Might as well say calories from strawberry cheesecake don't counton a diet because there's fruit in it.
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 9:07 pm
Inque Clay Remy _ LeBeau Rex Mason Why Remy, hit you in the back of the head.
*Looks over at Michael.*
Babe, what was he talking about? Funny, I'm clean. Didn't hit me.
*looks at Inque*
Telepathic, if that counts. Nothing physical happened between the two. Phoenix saw that herself. Of course it does. An affair is an affair, inside one's head or not. And nobody blames ol Scott Summers. Even when he's at the center of it, he gets no attention.
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 9:07 pm
*looks at Rex*
What do you get for the man that can create anything?
*glances at Michael and shrugs*
What else is new? rolleyes KittyPryde * phases in and sneak attacks everyone in close range* *jumps and almost hits the ceiling*
Not the belt chere!
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 9:07 pm
KittyPryde * phases in and sneak attacks everyone in close range* *Is mysteriously slapped in the back of the head.* OW! What the-?
That was you Pryde?
I'm beginning to like your style.
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 9:07 pm
KittyPryde * phases in and sneak attacks everyone in close range* O.o;; That's kinda creepy.
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 9:08 pm
Rex Mason Inque Clay Remy _ LeBeau Funny, I'm clean. Didn't hit me.
*looks at Inque*
Telepathic, if that counts. Nothing physical happened between the two. Phoenix saw that herself. Of course it does. An affair is an affair, inside one's head or not. And nobody blames ol Scott Summers. Even when he's at the center of it, he gets no attention. rofl
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 9:09 pm
Rex Mason And nobody blames ol Scott Summers. Even when he's at the center of it, he gets no attention. Isn't that usually how it works? Noone blames the man while the woman takes all the flack? stare
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 9:09 pm
Father B.D. Robo Crush Lucifer Morningstar Father B.D. Robo Crush *gleefully starts chasing after a mousse with the bat* HAVE AT THEE, TASTY CHOCOLATE DELIGHT! scream domokun *swing* *mousses group and swarm, dive-bombing for the padre's mouth all at once* eek *helicopter-style twirls the bat in front of his face, sending a few crashing away, glass shards and chocolate flying every which way* TAKE THAT! domokun *mousses flutter back away and group together again, prepared to attack* gonk Mousse wars 666. twisted
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 9:10 pm
Remy _ LeBeau Rex Mason And nobody blames ol Scott Summers. Even when he's at the center of it, he gets no attention. Isn't that usually how it works? Noone blames the man while the woman takes all the flack? stare I was more saying he's unpopular what with X-3 and Whedon and all. But yeah, that's how it usually happens.
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 9:11 pm
*jumps when Pryde whaps him on the head, giving one brave mousse time to dive in kamikaze style and end its life in divine wind fashion, splattered all over Father Blood Drench Robo Crush's face*
stare
Gee. Thanks, fleshy one.
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 9:11 pm
*smirks and heads behind the bar*
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 9:11 pm
Say, Lucifer. You might be the one to ask . . . are the religions right about animals not having souls?
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 9:11 pm
Let's liven things up! Lucifer, you take the flying mousse! Michael, can you make flying tapioca? Mousse vs. tapioca-Mania 666!
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*looks at Kitty*
I'm losing credibility, huh?
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 9:12 pm
- Begins to relay commands to the delicious army of his brothers creation -
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