A Conversation for France

The French Restaurant

Post 21

NYC Student - The innocent looking one =P

*NYC eyes Skullock* That's MY phrase. *to the Merovingian* What kind of price are we talking about here? *NYC turns to Corrupt* Try the Pate de Foie Gras. That'll REALLY piss off the goody-goodies. smiley - winkeye

*Corrupt eyes NYC*

[NYC] Whaaat? I'm NYC student! I don't know French, but I know French restaurant!


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Post 22

Dizzy H. Muffin

[Merovingian] Een othair words, you can't have heem.

[Yar] Figures.

[Merovingian] Well? I have ze Keymaker, and I see no reason I should give heem to you.


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Post 23

NYC Student - The innocent looking one =P

[NYC] Well, alright. Can you lease him to us? Rent him? After all, if you're in charge of doling him out in some fashion, wouldn't that involve citing situations in which you would deign to ration?

...Moreover, what do you need that we might give you? We at Mayhem, Inc are very adept in acts of wholesale terrorism, specializing in beatings and arson. I dare say you'd be hard-pressed to find better purveyors of chaos and destruction at the prices we charge. We also have a superhero present. And as we understand it, you have a people-with-kung-fu-skillz-not-wanting-to-fit-in-to-mainstream-dystopian-conformity problem on your hands.


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Post 24

Dizzy H. Muffin

[Merovingian] Eef you are referring to ze One, I have no worries een that regard. I have survived heez predecessors, and I will survive heem.

[Yar] And as for our other offers?

[Merovingian] I have already told you, they are beyond your price range. And don't bothair to threaten me, wheech I believe would be your next tacteec. You don't frighten us, you pyoony Eenglish and American peeg-dogs. Go and boil your bottoms, sons of a silly person! I blow my nose at you, so-called NYC Student, you and your villanes and sooper heroees!


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Post 25

NYC Student - The innocent looking one =P

[NYC] I don't mind you being needlessly difficult, nor snobbish and condescending, but NOBODY CALLS ME AN AMERICAN AND LIVES!

*NYC kicks the table over and thumbs a button on his briefcase, which opens up to reveal a pistol grip*

[NYC] Eat lead and DIE, you sardonic sardine-bait!

(ratatatatatat)


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Post 26

Red (and a bit grey) Dog


*watches a stream of empty shell cases cascade in slo-mo from NYC's briefcase*

Go for it NYC ..... he's just a cheese eating surrender monkey smiley - winkeye

*readies bat just in case*


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Post 27

Dizzy H. Muffin

[The Merovingian is shot and dies! Immediately, all the other programs get up and shoot both the CHOPPERS and STUMPED people. In short order, everyone on our side is dead.]

[[GAME OVER]]

[The screen is suddenly replaced by an empty, blue starfield -- it's the Divine Will of the Macrocosm from Excel Saga. With a "KER-PLOINK!", the starfield shrinks down to just a circle of "starfield" with arms, in front of the scene scant nanoseconds after NYC says "American."]

[Yar] Uh, dude, /I'm/ American. Settle down.

[Merovingain] I don't wanna talk to you no more, you empty-headed animal food trough wipers! I fart een your general direction! Your mothair was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!

[Yar] ... Is there someone else we can talk to about this?

[Merovingian] Non! Now go away, or I shall taunt you a second time!

[The other programs get up and prepare to escort the CHOPPERS and STUMPED guys to the elevator.]


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Post 28

NYC Student - The innocent looking one =P

[NYC] Yes, well I'm from a colonial province off the coast of America that, soon as it emerged from under British taxation, was taxed to death by the Americans for services unrendered and conscription enact-- hey! unhand me!

*The Merovingian's goons unhand NYC - forcibly - across the hall and into the elevator. NYC lands on the far wall of the elevator and slides, upside down, to the floor*

[NYC] -- and furthermore, rant RANT rant rant...


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Post 29

Red (and a bit grey) Dog


*turns up his animal magnetism and gives Persephone another knowing wink that says "come to me baby" smiley - winkeye*


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Post 30

David B - Singing Librarian Owl

*polishes his glasses*


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Post 31

Dizzy H. Muffin

[The rest of the party is escorted to the elevator. When the doors close ...]

[Yar] Well, that was a bit of a bomb. Still, we're alive, so I guess that's a plus. Also, the bombs outside haven't been set off, either ...


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Post 32

NYC Student - The innocent looking one =P

[NYC] Well, I honestly don't believe they'd blow up the building while they were still /in/ it.


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Post 33

Red (and a bit grey) Dog


Yeah sure but what about the hot Babe then smiley - tongueout


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Post 34

Dizzy H. Muffin

[The elevator stops and the doors open.]

[Persephone] [standing outside] You were saying? ... Eef you wish to find ze Keymaker, come with me.


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Post 35

Red (and a bit grey) Dog


*punches the air*

Back of the net boys smiley - ok

Follows Persephone smiley - runsmiley - runsmiley - runsmiley - runsmiley - run


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Post 36

NYC Student - The innocent looking one =P

[NYC] Run, Persephone, run!!

*NYC oozes down off the wall completely and gets up, dusting himself*

[NYC] ...and for the last time, we don't want the keymaker! We just want the keys!


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Post 37

Red (and a bit grey) Dog


*tragically trips over his own tongue within the first yard and covers himself with his own drool*

Awwwwwwwww NYC !!! smiley - sadface


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Post 38

Dizzy H. Muffin

[Yar] Uh, actually, we need the Keymaker so he can guide us to the Grand Repository of Knowledge in the Clinstar Expanse through that maze in the Matrix.


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Post 39

Just Justin... (ACE)

*After about a week of not moving (being on holidays), JJ Appears in the middle of the thread*


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Post 40

Just Justin... (ACE)

*Notices Persephone, and follows everyone else*


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