Nov 5, 2001, 02:59 PM | |
No thank you.
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Nov 5, 2001, 03:00 PM | |
You can all call me slayer..
... A pencil, and i will draw a new war tavern for you. And so it was Ducky and Sir LancAllot walked away and brought King Slayer, King of the cows a golden pencil and Slayer started. He first told everybody to get out of the tavern and within a flash of an eye it was gone. He drew a war tavern that was more beautyfull then anybody ever saw, and it brought a tear to everyone's eye.. "Welcome back cousin." Ducky said as she swang her arms around his neck. "BEER FOR EVERYONE." Slayer shouted and he drew several kegs of beer. But then it happend.. Slayers hand got a mind of its own and drew a horrible looking creature that took the pen and flew away... "Oh no.. its the horrible Bob, the monster of the underworld and he has my magic pencil..god knows what he will do to us..." |
Nov 5, 2001, 03:03 PM | |
Then GenEX shot the monster down and gave Slayer back his silly pencil.
Why did I kill the plot? Why did Unknown Rabbit kill my misadventure?
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Nov 5, 2001, 03:08 PM | |
Oh, you try going in someone's mind for a while and see how you like it!
The Golden Knight, looking most heroic under all the strobe lights inside the new 'Tavern, uttered a statement that had been haunting him for bit or two. "This is all very well and good, but I still need to get back to my own time, and my offer of the money still stands." |
Nov 5, 2001, 03:25 PM | |
hey genex old fool, i didnt knew you were still around.
i have nothing to do with the problems between you and him so dont mess with my plotline or ill mess with you. Genex then got swing back against a wall so hard that his pants fell down and everybody laughed. |
Nov 5, 2001, 07:39 PM | |
The Flinstones ARE going to Hollywood
The Golden Knight proposed the thingy, still wanting to escape this bizarre confusion of plotness(due to the death of Mr.Continuity and all teh Plotholes), everyone considered, 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000 KATRILLION bucks, or sitting around in the Tavern being bored. They considered it, for about a millisecond.
"We'll take you back to, erm..." "Hollywood, on earth." THe Golden Knight said. Then, Kovu cried out, "Wooohooo! The Simpsons are going to---erm, The Flintstones are goin--The Jazz Jackrabbiters are going to Hollywood!" Everyone cheered. "...but how?"
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"And so it begins." "If you go to Za'Ha'Dum, you will die." "We are all Kosh." -Kosh, Babylon 5 |
Nov 5, 2001, 08:06 PM | |
"Heh, 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,
000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000 KATRILLION bucks? That's all you can offer? I got an unlimited supply of gold in my alternate dimension, but here's an idea..."Gen whispered something in the knight's ear and the knight nodded his head. THe two immidietly vanished without even a puff of smoke for exactly 1.45 seconds. Then Gen came back alone, carrying a huge load of money. Before anybody could ask for some money, he dropped every single bit of it in the box that read "SAV TEH DUKKEY FUND"(with backwards "K"s). He looked very pleased with himself. But nobody else was (except Ducky, because she got all the money for her fund). B-O-Man screamed,"WHY THE **** DID YOU DO SOMETHING SO STUPID?! YOU IDIOT! I COULD'VE- I MEAN WE COULD'VE ALL LIVED OFF THAT MONEY! YOU LITTLE RAT OF A RABBIT! I'M GONNA MANGLE YOU-" Before he could finish, GenEx pointed out,"In case you haven't noticed, I never removed the shopping mall with everything for free that has everything you would want. I don't see why you're mad. They even sell huge wads of money for free there-" He was cut of by the stampede of rabbits hurrying to get their fill of goodies and cash. Because he didn't want them to actually stop arguing with him, he installed an invisible tripwire undetectable by anybody but himself. And everybody (pun intended) fell for it.
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But perhaps the most likely reason of all, was that his bombs were simply two sizes too small |
Nov 5, 2001, 08:23 PM | |
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Nov 5, 2001, 09:31 PM | |
And you accuse ME of killing plots?
I make things work out in a unbelievable, yet funny way. You, on the other hand, merely cut a plot off with a knife, just when it's getting fun. Chop! Loose ends killed and everything, no real reasoning. I remember a while ago, when Cobra was editing your posts with "Stop killing the story lines.". Please, Cobra? |
Nov 5, 2001, 11:52 PM | |
Nope! You can't be any worse then I am.
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Nov 6, 2001, 01:23 PM | |
I thought the golden knight was Freebie? Lol oh well.
Ducky, who was oblivious to whatever plot Unknownie had tried to continue and whatever Gen had just sliced, offered Slayie and Freebeh seats at her cherrywood table and poured them hot mulled cider and they began discussing where to hold the next 4-H meet. `Ducky
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remember? (: |
Nov 6, 2001, 01:47 PM | |
See how you like it...
But Kovu(using his infinite empire of super soldiers that can never be killed and will never die and can destroy the entire universe with a single blast, and love Kovu so much they give him all there money once every milliasecond)activated his time machine(which was given to him by his crowds of adoring fans)and went back in the past and stopped Gen from doing that.
How'd YOU like it, Gen?
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"And so it begins." "If you go to Za'Ha'Dum, you will die." "We are all Kosh." -Kosh, Babylon 5 |
Nov 6, 2001, 01:52 PM | |
OK, IT IS OVER NOW!
u bought the time machine from me 2 for 1!!!
OK, it is OVER, ok? OVER! u both have settled the feud, now burry the hatchet and stop killing eachother's plots. *mutters about this being the reason he wanted to be WT mod* |
Nov 6, 2001, 02:08 PM | |
*sigh*
I only retaliated beau, he fired the first shot.
Very well, then, the plot deaths are over, as of now, unless someone starts them up again.
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"And so it begins." "If you go to Za'Ha'Dum, you will die." "We are all Kosh." -Kosh, Babylon 5 |
Nov 6, 2001, 02:18 PM | |
Well, this is what we all wanted, right?
You didn't like SlaYer as a moderator, which you clearly expressed in my poll, so this is the result. Chaos in the War Tavern, nobody to edit the posts... What You See Is What You Get... And all I see here is... CHAOS!!!
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Nov 6, 2001, 04:11 PM | |
After the wavy flashback effect had subsided, and the ultra spiffy time machine had conviniently disappeared, everyone was back just before GenEX had used his plot wrec, errr, psychic powers to send the Golden Knight home and take all that money for no reason except to make everyone mad.
Hollywood!" Every cheered. "...but how?" "I'll tell you but how!" shouted GenEX, jumping onto a table and upsetting a drink onto SlaYer's head. "We'll use my awesome psychic powers that can do everything because I'm so perfect I'm even more perfect then chickens which are more perfect then Gizmo and considering how perfect Gizmo is you've gotta sa-" SlaYer yanked GenEX off of the table for pouring a drink on his head, and took the podium. Err, table. "Dudes, Taverners, Whatchamacall'ems, lend me your ears! Not literally, of course, but give me a listen! Now the best way to take spots off a dress is a wall! Then we saw the cat wipe the spot off the dress. Now the dress was all clean, but the wall! What a mess!" Before SlaYer could turn the page to the next verse, unfortunately, Fquist banned him, causing an immediate retreat to the Rage of Evil messageboard, where bad content reigns overall. The next to attempt to make a speech on how to return the Golden Knight to the set of Jurassic Park (something or other) was attempted by DDay.(who was there, as you may recall) "I shall attempt to return yonder Golden Knight to the place from whence he came! I shall need a little help, of course, for I have no thoughts of doing this task all alone. It is good I have someone to help me! Right here in my hat on the top of my head! It is good that I have him here with me today, he helps me a lot. This is Little DDay A." And then Little DDay A took the hat of HIS head. "It is good I have someone to help ME," he said. "This is Little DDay B. And I keep him about, and when I need help then I let him come out." At this point in the proceedings, Kovu cleverly noticed the obvious influx of Cat in the Laundromat material, and went around to the back of the 'Tavern to investigate. Sure enough, the dead form of Mister Continuity was laying there, with a tall red and white striped hat on his head. Kovu, showing great presence of mind, quickly ate the hat. It was, after all, peppermint. Inside the 'Tavern, everything reverted to abnormal, and Unknown Rabbit figured out exactly what Kovu had meant earlier. "Dudes, Dudettes, Ungenderized creature, (Claw) let us recreate the fabuous SPACE WAR TAVERN(™)! We shall steer the space craft to Hollywood, Earth, and there find a way to enter the future! Much easier if we're already in the right spot, you know, and there should be at least ONE working time machine in Hollywood. Besides, I've always wanted to visit earth. I have a cousin there named Little Bunny Fufu." Admist the cheering for a wise thought, Beauman, knower of everything he knows, raised a valid point. "Errr, Unknown something, Little Bunny Fufu was turned into a GOOOO." "ÑÑÑÑØØØØØØØØØØØØØئ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦" And then they all started to reassemble the fabulous SPACE WAR TAVERN(™) for lack of anything better to do, not to mention the prospect of untold KATRILLIONs. |
Nov 6, 2001, 04:37 PM | |
bleh...
ya, kovu, i know u didn't start it, but to act like the all evil and powerful teachers, "it doesn't matter who started it, your both in trouble!"
============================================== And so, the rabbits, stopped from fighting over the plot and other nothingness, worked together for once to build a time machine. BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ just kinda sat back, watching the scene in unbelief, and relaxing from now having to do something for once, and layed back in the conviently placed reclining chair, drinking an ice cold bottle of Dad's Rootbeer, and reading a newly acquired magic book. *an hour later* GenEX: hey, wait, i know, lets go teleport to a distant plan... Kovu: No, we're getting the money and that's final. GenEX: but... Kovu: No GenEX: bleh... *with displeasure, GenEX decided not to continue on with his suggestion, the subject disregard and forgotten* Unknown Something or Another: hey Beau Thing, why aren't u doing anything? BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ: cause, i'm tired Unknown: o, ok. within that time, an african swallow followed by the Monty Python gang trotted by, a mirror broke, some stuff fell, and... Lemon Pie.... MMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm |
Nov 7, 2001, 02:01 PM | |
After the SPACE WAR TAVERNâ„¢ was finished, everybody marveled at their work, exept for B-O-Man, who didn't do anything. GenEX noticed something was missing... then he knew what it was, A BUNCH OF HUGE SCREEN TVS WITH SURROUND SOUND AND DVD! He went to work.. for 5 seconds, and he was finished. After all, a psychic doesn't need to work very long.
Now that it was finished, GenEX whispered into Ducky's ear. She nodded and went inside the Tavern. Soon, sizzling, bubbling, and popping noises could be heard. Then GenEX whispered into B-O-Man's ear. He nodded, and got out some multicolored holographic stencils and drew a big sign above the door. He is what it said: IN-FLIGHT MOVIE: Spaceballs(PG) Buttered Popcorn and Drinks will be provided by the bartendress. Enjoy the movie. A stampede of rabbits ran in to buy their buttered popcorn and drinks at bargain price and went to see the movie. Well, I happened to like Spaceballs, so that's the one I chose.
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Nov 7, 2001, 11:26 PM | |
yes! i am the golden knight. who dares argue this? what's this? GB? HAHAHAHAH YAH BULL! i remember i ran into his server and dissed him back when i was a n00b. lollollol i feel like such a dweeb now.
anyhoo, im the Golden Knight Lancelott. I have come to save all the fair maidens from your wrathful wrath, oh evil GenEX (what the heck kind of name is THAT, anyway?) i shall defeat you with my wit.
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is it any wonder that i, when faced with these odds, would even it with lies? |
Nov 7, 2001, 11:33 PM | |
Well, let's put it this way. Freelance is the one galivanting around without his horse, looking for a new name, and Alantrium is the sucessful movie actor. Is that ok?
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Nov 8, 2001, 11:02 AM | |
sounds like a deal to me :>
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is it any wonder that i, when faced with these odds, would even it with lies? |
Nov 9, 2001, 03:39 PM | |
For what it's worth, I've never heard of "Spaceballs", though it sounds like a type of candy.
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Nov 9, 2001, 08:23 PM | |
by mel brookes, no?
i love his movies. but i'ven't seen spaceballs but once and that was a long time ago.
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is it any wonder that i, when faced with these odds, would even it with lies? |
Nov 10, 2001, 12:18 AM | |
Everyone is watching the movie.
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Nov 10, 2001, 06:32 PM | |
Well, at least you like the movie...
*panics because he knows the movie won't be long enough* I GOT IT! After Spaceballs is over, everybody can watch UHF(the movie, silly).
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But perhaps the most likely reason of all, was that his bombs were simply two sizes too small |
Nov 11, 2001, 12:23 AM | |
Again, never heard of it, but I'll trust you on this. La la la, to hollywood we go, watching movies on the way.
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Nov 11, 2001, 09:35 AM | |
Ok, UHF is a movie starring Weird Al Yankovic, and it's about...
Wait... If you rent the movie, you can see for yourself. I don't want to spoil the whole movie for ya.
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Nov 13, 2001, 07:03 PM | |
I LOVE UHF!!!
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Nov 13, 2001, 07:16 PM | ||
Heh, same here.
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Nov 15, 2001, 05:10 PM | |
We're all in a spaceship, watching your movies and eating your food, waiting for someone to write about us landing and what Hollywood is like to a bunch of rabbits who wear VERY skimpy clothing. (Mostly)
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Nov 16, 2001, 10:00 AM | |
Suddenly, Black Rabite(me) realised something was wrong. He went up to check the coordinates, and although the coordinates read they were only few kilometers away from earth, the radar itself had no indication of a planet anywhere within a 20 lightyear radius.
"I KNEW it had to be true!" He told himself. He remembered a certain verse in a certain song that made him suspicious. In Another Dimension, Another Time and Space, A Parellel Universe... He knew what was wrong now. Earth was in a different dimension. Deciding to let the Taverners find out for themselves, he didn't breathe a word of this to anybody. Edit: Spelling mistake.
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Nov 17, 2001, 06:28 PM | |
Tyffyme sits alone in the War Tavern, being forgotten. She lays her head onto the bar, hearing crickets... or is it inside her head? Who knows. She idly run a finger upon the bar, taking the dust away.
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