This is the Message Centre for Uncle Heavy [sic]

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Post 61

soeasilyamused, or sea

*sea shrugs*

[sea] possessions happen.


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Post 62

HappyDude

Happy teleports out to an intensive care unit - in his place is a large pink box which is ticking loudly.


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Post 63

Uncle Heavy [sic]

*Rummages. Then looks into pocket. Withdraws...A chainsaw. Pulls the ripcord. His chainsaw starts with a troaty thrum (should that be a word). He grins, beatifically, before charging at Death Avocado(who appears to be doing nothing)*


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Post 64

Giguschild - Xenomorph(Muse of Honourable Death...and Mu.)

Death Avocado quickly rushes into the room and begins to do nothing, in order not to break continuity. Then, seeing that Uncle Heavy is rushing at him, he clacks a lever on the Vegetable Launcher of Good, sending a Big Bore Melon screaming into UH's midriff. UH is sent flying into a wall; *CLUNG*

smiley - tomato>UH-->


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Post 65

Yowuzupman- New Top Speed 122 (thats mph you metric fools)


Yes I remember what it was a refrence to, I liked that one; the faint ow was faint because Yo was so far up the wall. It could have been a full out scream....



~sits and waits~


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Post 66

Six clones: Y2K, Y3K, Y4K, Y2C, Y3C, and Y4C

[A few seconds of the "Duel of the Fates" music from SW1:TPM]


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Post 67

soeasilyamused, or sea

*sea stares at the big ticking pink box that happy left*

[sea] umm... guys?


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Post 68

Emar, the Flying Misfit... Yes, seriously, he's back...

Zeb(refering to sea question about the box): Don't worry, I'm on it.



Emar: So, you can disarm it, right?

Zeb(fiddling with various wires and instruments): Sure I can!

Emar: Oh good...

<...after several tense moments...>

Zeb: There! Finished. NOW HIT THE DECK!!!!!

Emar(suddenly running in terror): I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU COULD DISARM IT!!

Zeb: Yes, I COULD have, but I didn't feel like it. Instead, I rigged it for extra devastation and ran up its timer!

Emar: WHY YOU PSYCHOT-...!!


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Post 69

Giguschild - Xenomorph(Muse of Honourable Death...and Mu.)

*BUNG!* A flying girder thumps into Death Avocado and sends him flying to the floor. He groans, heaves the girder aside, and stands up.

[Death Avocado]Ow! Oooww! Luckily for me, I was trained in advanced shock absorbtion techniques by the Extraneous Grand Hong of Grizhgoobah. I escaped...totally unharmed!

He doesn't hear the silent laughter directed at the I-shaped red mark on his face.


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Post 70

soeasilyamused, or sea

*sea, now on her butt six feet away from where the bomb USED to be, stares into space. then she blinks, shakes her head, and climbs slowly to her feet*

[sea] wow. i just had flashbacks of the christmas when angel told my parents he wasn't evil. now THAT was an explosion.


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Post 71

Lord Byancbaldich a.k.a. Ancba, posting as Flopsy the Catrabbit coz he's in the Unknown Regions

[Ancba, amazingly, is still on his feet]


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Post 72

Six clones: Y2K, Y3K, Y4K, Y2C, Y3C, and Y4C

[The clones get to their feet and continue fighting each other]


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Post 73

Uncle Heavy [sic]

*Thinks* Where did the clones come up with such lively names? *thinks*
*Gets up. Picks up chainsaw. Restarts it. Flings it across the room in a slow arc that should hit emar in the gut.*


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Post 74

soeasilyamused, or sea

*sea decides she doesn't want to heal THAT wound, so she telekinetically knocks the chainsaw off its path*


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Post 75

Giguschild - Xenomorph(Muse of Honourable Death...and Mu.)

Death Avocado rummages deep inside the Grocery Bag of Good. After a few moments he finds what he is looking for; a small plastic bag of clear, viscous liquid, which he plugs into a small nozzle on the Vegetable Launcher. He swivels a beson, and a metal grate awings up over the muzzle. Holes click open, pipes quiver and fill with the liquid, and hydraulics hiss. A small vial on the side goes *plinkplinkplink* and then stops.

Death Avocado grasps a large and important looking lever near the muzzle of the Vegetable launcher. Giguschild sees what he is doing, sighs, and hisses,

"Mussst you use that stuff? Remember what happened LASSST time? You nearly overturned the...Gastrofrantabulan economy with the redecorating billss..."

[Death Avocado] A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do. Just look at my face! LOOK at it! That's going to take AGES to iron out! Now stand back!

Gigsuchild backs into a corner behind Death Avocado...


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Post 76

Six clones: Y2K, Y3K, Y4K, Y2C, Y3C, and Y4C

[The clones still move randomly, but they somehow manage to get behind GC and DA.]


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Post 77

HappyDude

Tick, tick, TICK !


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Post 78

Emar, the Flying Misfit... Yes, seriously, he's back...




<...Anyway, Emar pulls a large peice of sheet metal out of the pile of rubble they are lying in, using it as cover from the whatever-it-is DA is about to fire off. Zeb, also behind the barrier, has retrieved a NORMAL avocado from his pocket. He opens the Necronomicon and begins mumbling some incantations...>


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Post 79

HappyDude

[What makes you think i was refering to the box ticking ?]

Tick, Tick, Tick


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Post 80

Emar, the Flying Misfit... Yes, seriously, he's back...


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