Spring-Loaded
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« on: 14 June, 2010, 07:28:45 pm » |
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
*kicks car int to the stratosphere so fast it goes back in time, hurtles around the Earth two times before crashing back into the planet, throwing mass amoutns of soot and smoke into the air, killing the dinosaurs*
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
*throws chair through window, sending it all the way to a Los Angeles graveyard, splitting a grave marked "Michael Crichton" in half*
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!
*picks up house using psychokinesis and teleports it into the museum downtown, letting it land on a T-Rex skeleton display*
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*grass around self ignites, turning to ashes before blowing away in the winds of a coming storm*
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Masterman
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« Reply #1 on: 27 June, 2010, 09:34:23 am » |
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*flicks lighter*
*looks at you, then looks back down at cigarette* *puffs one and leans back on top of a car* *claps*
Floydiese is going to kick your ass.
*Tyler Durden laugh*
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Spring-Loaded
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« Reply #2 on: 27 June, 2010, 01:41:05 pm » |
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*turns head slowly to eye "Durden" with an incredulous look, wondering why he isn't already running away*
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Spring-Loaded
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« Reply #3 on: 27 June, 2010, 02:20:18 pm » |
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*before he can speak, chucks MM in the throat causing him to sputter and choke; sweeps his laegs out from underneath him, catching his foot just fore his face smashes into the ground, holding him there before hurling him out of the city limits*
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Masterman
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« Reply #4 on: 27 June, 2010, 02:40:39 pm » |
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*appears again almost instantaneously* *walks from behind you, cigarette still intact and grin still intact* *casually walks around you*
Only after disaster can we be resurrected.
*as these words were spoken, you look down to see that you too have a cigarette*
*punches you in the face*
Without pain, without sacrifice, we would have nothing. Like the first monkey shot into space.
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Masterman
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« Reply #5 on: 27 June, 2010, 02:46:14 pm » |
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*strolls around* *pausing momentarily at times*
I'll bring us through this. As always. I'll carry you, kicking and screaming, and in the end you'll thank me.
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« Reply #6 on: 27 June, 2010, 03:06:39 pm » |
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*draws pistol*
*lets go of it, allowing it to fall to the ground*
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Masterman
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« Reply #7 on: 27 June, 2010, 03:12:56 pm » |
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*tosses cigarette away* *slowly walks toward you, arms spread* *notices the pistol*
It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything.
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« Reply #8 on: 27 June, 2010, 03:20:00 pm » |
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*condescending smile; flips gun on top of foot, kicking it straight at MM's face before dashing after it*
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Masterman
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« Reply #9 on: 27 June, 2010, 03:30:18 pm » |
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*tilts head to the left with a confused look* *sidesteps in slow motion*
*shaky camera*
We are all part of the same compost heap.
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