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 Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 7:00 pm
Lex Joseph Luthor Zinda Blake I think I need this guy here to stop staring at my quarters before I decide to kick him in the nickles, Rex. Don't flatter yourself, you freakin' nut job! It's like my grandmother used to say . . . what good's a plate with nothin' on it? Besides. you're nowhere near as hot as Justice is.
*Turns his outfit into a large pink bunny suit, wraps his body with a bow created out of thin air. A wicker basket forms around him and it gets wrapped in green plastic. He lifts it with the wind and throws it in the corner.*
I'll let him keep talking, his inane jabber is kinda funny.
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 7:05 pm
*Uses his special powers of pulling clothes out of his back pack and changes* Punk bitches. She stares ate me like a piece of meat, then gets mad at ME cuse she can't see Rex. Try looking away!, damn!
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 7:10 pm
mrgreen And miss the show? How're things on your team lately, Rex? You should SEE what's happenin' ta mine!
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 7:15 pm
Zinda Blake mrgreen And miss the show? How're things on your team lately, Rex? You should SEE what's happenin' ta mine! Well, I meant looking away from me so you could see him xp
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 7:19 pm
Zinda Blake mrgreen And miss the show? How're things on your team lately, Rex? You should SEE what's happenin' ta mine!
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 7:19 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 7:22 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 7:22 pm
*Tosses Corbin a bag* Onna house, robo-dude.
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 8:06 pm
*puts his boots on the table*
Sooo, what's up?
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 8:14 pm
*Rides in on a massive hovercycle created by the ring. he loses control, crashing into the wall. Then he stands up, shakes his head Fraggin' bastiches putting a wall there! Oughta kick their fraggin' asses!
So, what's up?!? *Forms a stereo with his ring that starts blaring George Thorogood.*
THAT'S what's up!
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 8:17 pm
"Let me out! I'll kill ya all!"
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 8:42 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 9:19 pm
*Starts making words out of fire in the air for the hell of it.*
Whooo, where'd everybody go?
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 3:19 pm
*Flies in. Looks around and coughs some more.*
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 5:18 pm
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