Stupid RPG arena

[Paine]

[pokes manus in the side of the head]

[Manus Celer Dei]

heh, I was wondering what was up with that, I'd been not listed as a mod for this sub-forum for some time, but it seems i still had my powers. I guess whoever decided i didn't need to be mod anymore decided to fix that.

[Aileron]

Drat, no you stupid machine!

 

*watches as mecha auto-destructs on a third parties' robot*

 

Do'h!

 

*gets a HAL 9000 program*

*sneaks up on Paine's robot and uploads it via zip drive that was conviently placed on the robot's ankle for some strange reason*

*robot stops dancing and every machine inside goes hostile to Paine*

 

HAL 9000> I am your friend Paine. Push that red button there.

 

*pokes Manus in both eyes with classic index/middle finger attack*

[Paine]

[teleports out of the robot]

[grabs aileron]

[teleports back in]

[presses SELF DESTRUCT button]

[presses "chicken dance" button]

[teleports out]

 

[prods manus with a stick]

[Raem]

It has come to my attention that you folk have been abusing my robot. I'm giving you time to explain your actions before I do anything irrational.

 

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[Paine]

[prods Raem with a spork]

[notices that Raem's countdown coincides with the self destruct countdown]

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[Raem]

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Good thing I set the countdown timer to minutes instead of seconds, gives me just enough time to...

*Enters self destruct override sequence*

*Kicks Aileron out of robot*

*Flies off to moon to build secret deathray*

[Paine]

[Hops into another mech... since they seem to be in excessive supply]

[Flies to the moon, enters Raem's fortress]

"sup"

[takes seat, opens can of beer, and watches Raem work]

[Paine]

[Keeps watching... and waiting]

[Raem]

um...How did you get past all the defen..

*Glances at security monitors*

Oh...forgot to activate the stupid things

Well since you're here...I was looking for a guinea pig for my latest creation

*hits button on console and Paine's chair comes to life, keeping him trapped*

Don't worry, it won't hurt...much

[Paine]

[chair malfunctions]

[stands up out of it]

[legs hurt, decides to sit on a beanbag chair]

[Raem]

I don't have time for this anymore!

*sets auto-revive for 24th of May*

*blows brains out*

[Aileron]

*revives Raem prematurely*

*blows Raem's brains out again*

(wonders how I suddenly ended up in Raem's secret moon fortress)...meh

*fires the death ray at Paine*

*death ray malfunctions and instead starts fortress self destruct*

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*shoots the speaker for the countdown timer*

*gets in mecha and escapes as facility is destroyed in catastrophic explosion*

*suddenly relises that the mecha is only a MCV (Starcraft)*

*quickly paint's Paine's mech pink*

*runs*

*abandon's MCV*

*moves to secret fortress on Mars*

*activates security system*

[Paine]

[kicks wall, fortress falls apart]

[looks around]

[spots purty black mech]

[hops in]

[escapes to pluto]

[Aileron]

*climbs out of the rubble*

!@#$%^&* Econ-o-Save...you just made my list!!

*scrawls Econ-o-Save on a notepad*

*suddenly relises that the vehicle's name is "SCV", not "MCV"

From out of nowhere, an angry mob of starcraft fanatics attack

*runs*

The mob of starcraft fanatics run out of breath after about 50 ft, collaspe and lose conciousness.

*Takes out mind control device*

*Uses mind control device to control the mob of starcraft fanatics*

*Modifys a version of Starcraft to actually run a real base*

*Gets mob of starcraft fanatics to build their starcraft army*

*sends 100 scourges after Paine's black mecha*

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[Paine]

[steps on scourges]

 

...oops.

[Aileron]

[OOC-you know ofcourse that Scourges are kinda like guided missiles that explode on impact, right?]

 

*breaks out the electric whips to make the Starcraft fanatics work faster*

*sends 50 zealots to take out what's left of Paine's mecha*

[Paine]

[goes afk for 2 months]

[Guest Guest]

*the wind begins to smell of smoke and wax, a small light apears upon the horizon, as the foreign object moves closer, small, lit candles sitting on top of a life-sized giant floating cake become appearent. The candles turn out to be lit joints and a giant bong protrudes from the backside like a tail.*

 

I have no eyes, why god did not the peasents of my folly create the most worshiped of devices known to cake-kind?!!?

 

*the giant cake then seems to transfrom into a giant javelin ship and out floats a hidious gas that smels of a certain herbal medicine.*

 

Doom to those with no timing! i have deer ,meat in my miny fridge you want some!? the cargo in this ships sucks i can only fit 5 bodies in there!

 

*and as he loses something more inteligent to say, he manifests into a man like thing and pulls out a ham sandwich....and chews..... and chews....*

 

mmmmmmmm...

[Aileron]

??????

??????

??????

.........wth?

 

*just orders a tac nuke strike on whatever guest is*

[baked cake]

*smirks*

 

i question your authority, sir, to enjoy the control over such weap-

 

*explosions and doom*

 

well that stung a bit but im good

[Paine]

*pokes head out*

 

wtf?

 

*leaves*

[Manus Celer Dei]

A loud voice bellows from the void:

 

Ph33R! Yuor L0rD H4Z CoMe!!!!!!!11111oneoneone

(special emphasis on the "ones" at the end)

[baked cake]

*warps into squirrel*

 

bwahahahahahaahaahha

 

no immortal has power over a fury and quite cheeky !@#$%^&* like me! I am nuts! god of flesh covered scroutums! bite them i will if your legs are too spread! like butter i butter them and nibble the pubes before i crack my ivory teeth againts those sweet, sweaty almonds!

 

*climbs up random tree and jumps off top*

 

ayeeeeeeeee!

 

*time freezes and the same voice from before bellows from the void*

 

Oh NOES yuo wo'nt, Ph33R.

 

*squirrel explodes*

[Terminator]

*farts*