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Ryan:
Shrugging into my lime green PVC raincoat, I realized that I was a pot and he was a kettle (granted, more literally on his end, more kitschily on mine) and laughing would be wrong, or at least really hypocritical. Still, a depressed-looking knight in your yard-- it's inherently funny, and I probably wouldn't have been able to help myself, until I tossed my kitchen for a flashlight and found it, all corroded to hell by battery acid. Which meant... Crap.
I went back to my room to retrieve my Force FX lightsaber. If it was going to be a duel for the silliness mantle, I was totally bringing it.
Meowsan:
"And Suddenly A Ninja Jumps Out" was shining brightly on the billboard by the highway not far from here i as glanced out the window. Just Great, another cheesy movie by John Woo. My jaw dropped as I noticed the fact that the ninja on the billboard was none other than... Sylvester Stallone? My freaky little Mr Potato of a God, what have Hollywood done to the legendary man? My mind was pondering away on how evil hollywood was and maybe i should finish up writing that raving protest letter to George Lucas after going through the new Star Wars Series that a moaning shawdowy lump of something the size of a mini van crashed through the wall with the window towards me. Without my realization, my very first reaction was flicking that Force FX lightsaber to life. Then perhaps a big old by the book gulp.
seradhe:
--- Quote from: Meowsan on February 23, 2008, 07:38:08 AM ---Without my realization, my very first reaction was flicking that Force FX lightsaber to life. Then perhaps a big old by the book gulp.
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The FX Lightsaber illuminated the room in a wavering green glow, showing me a mass of thick fur covering whatever had crashed. two bright dots, reflecting the light, centered on me and the whole bulk of it began turning. What could I do? in sheer reflex I lunged with the my mockery of a weapon, the dull plastic tip poking the thing right in the eye. It roared, and I was gone, already leaping out the hole in my wall and towards that depressing knight. He just stood there.
meg_evonne:
edited: forgot to quote the last line... Dah... "It roared, and I was gone, already leaping out the hole in my wall and towards that depressing knight. He just stood there."
I yelled at the knight, "if that f***** THING that just crashed into my house has anything to do with you, I am seriously suing your metal arse!" The THING was hot on my heels and my plastic light sabre was not going to work as a surprise weapon twice--unless the THING was a complete idiot. I raced past the knight, shifted my mighty Star Wars weapon into my left hand, and struggled to find my car keys in my jeans pocket. I heard the knight moving at last and it wasn't towards the THING. He ran fast, I'll give him that, noisy clanking sounds, but fast. He was beside me, easily keeping pace, but at least his sword looked like it was the real deal. THING was close enough I could hear it breathing and growling behind us. "Growling? Geez, where the heck did I park the D*** Scoobi Van?!?" I sincerely hoped it hadn't been towed again...
Kristine:
--- Quote from: meg_evonne on February 23, 2008, 06:22:56 PM --- He was beside me, easily keeping pace, but at least his sword looked like it was the real deal. THING was close enough I could hear it breathing and growling behind us. "Growling? Geez, where the heck did I park the D*** Scoobi Van?!?" I sincerely hoped it hadn't been towed again...
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The knight turned his metal and feathered head to glance at me. A movement I heard more than saw as I was trying to run, find my keys and look for the van at the same time. The growling seemed to be getting further away but louder. Maybe the THING didn't like the rain. The Knight pointed to our left and I felt a thrill of relief as I saw my dark blue-with-neon custom painted van. Out of the corner of my eye I saw that my neighbor, who had let out his cocker spaniel to pee, was standing behind his screen door staring at me with his mouth wide open. Or maybe he was staring at the forlorn looking knight, or the THING still growling that was behind us. Damn, I hoped it was one of the other two as I didn't need anymore problems with the neighbors.
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