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Congrats! Or wait... hrm. I'm congratulating you on being an insane ego-maniac... hmmm....

 

I'm not sure I should be encouraging you, really. ;)

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What? You have a canon drum? How does that work? ;)

 

And Yay! I finally applied to become an initiate. Wait... there's not some form of hazing for new initiates around here, is there? Maybe I should stay an honoured guest... Well, there's still time to delete it. hm.

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(Minta stops zooming around the perimeter but the room, dizzy, keeps drifting in the opposite direction from the initial spin.)

 

hihi! where's the skellie?

 

(Room's center of gravity, and floor, tips north-east. Bone dust spills from Minta's pockets and puffs out, down the slight incline.)

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"Oh no, not again!" George moans as the floor tilts, and is quietly sick in a corner.

 

"Um... just don't go over there," she says, then glances around. "Oh, and let's all pretend that I didn't just ask the stupidest question ever about new intiate hazing, k? Never happened. Now, I'm just going to go... umm... that way." Quickly scampers in direction of exit.

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Anna walks in with a look of a lawyer. Her finely crafted blue suit stood out among the rest of the surroundings. Anna took a seat at the table...stashed it away in a secret spot in the room (Just to the right of the left corner) and came rushing back. The Slayer this time sat in the open seat and continued to place her briefcase.

 

Anna-"Now, George, is it?" Anna opened the case to have many a sea of papers and documents come flying out and bat her in the face. "Forgive the mess..." the Slayer stated as she pulled out a normal size piece of paper, with the words, "I am not sueing you." Anna handed Geoge the sheet of paper and gave a small grin...motioning her hand across various locations marked in red.

 

Anna-"Now if you'll just sign here, here, initial here and draw a little picture of a bunny here...you will win a million gold." One line on the document read...*Sign this document to . receive your one million gold!*

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George eyes the document warily. Then takes out a magnifying glass. "Aha!" she crowed.

 

There in the teeny tiniest writing you could imagine, about the size of pixels--but then this magnifying glass was a very special one--, there were words changing what the document supposedly stated.

 

Instead it said: "Sign this document to *give Anna one million gold. Never* receive your one million gold!"

 

"Thanks but no thanks," she says and tears the piece of paper in two. "Nice try, tho," she says consolately, noticing the disappointed expression on Anna's face.

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I want to be an insane ego maniac!

 

Wait...I already am insane and Black will do whatever he wants so I am an ego maniac...

 

I tried and I did it;)

 

Ah, but are you criminally insane? Do you eat crayons and roll your poo into little balls or kill off productive members of society? If you're going to take over the world, you have to be specific. I don't want an oppressive dictator that babbles without killing someone or stomping on my civil rights a bit.

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Oooh, VERY good point, Pillow!

 

I don't think I've seen Black eat crayons once. And kill a productive member of society? Never. Hmmm...

 

Sorry, Black, but you may have more work ahead of you than I feared. Looks like you're really going to have to de-prove yourself before you're ready to take over the world.

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Ah, so you offer to kill a few cits but not to eat crayons? Very interesting... *puts on a slightly skewed, ripped, and completely fake psychologist's hat*

 

So tell me, Mr. Vampire Lord Black, what have these citizens done to anger you? Why not eat a crayon? Indeed a crayon cannot protest.

 

Oh, you enjoy the protestations? I see. mhmm... *writes down something in her invisible notebook*

 

Now what is it about blood? Is it the taste, the color? Couldn't you simply eat a lot of red crayons? What, they're wax? Well, wax melts. Simply put them in a kettle on a stove, heat, and enjoy! Don't you think that would be better for all mankind and your immortal soul?

 

Oh, you don't have a soul? What, you lost it in a bet? I say, what did you bet on? What? Snails?! Racing... snails?

 

I'm sorry, Mr. Black, this is simply too much, I cannot believe that there is any such thing as a racing snail! *throws the hat on the ground and stomps on it*

 

Oh, that's better. Ick. I don't think I liked that bloke.

 

So, who are you planning on killing? :)

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