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Post by Uncle Igmar on Mar 30, 2006 21:36:25 GMT -5
Hmmmmm - someone seems a bit miffed at being captured - Marvin Candle's arm is what got you into the position and you are in my captive. You tried to pick it up and that's what made you lose the "Bluestone Bat" which I have put in my trophy cabinet - located in an unamed cave.
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Post by KatieIsland on Mar 30, 2006 22:07:46 GMT -5
with the use of my charm and wit, I coax Uncle Igmar into releasing his captives, and momentarily turning to the dark side. One smile, whilst everyone else is away, and he drops his guard allowing my companions to escape with shredded memories, but with the recovery of the Bluestone Bat, which Igmar not only delivers, but wraps in a pale pink bow.
Thank you Uncle Igmar, it's so pretty. :: curtsy:: And with that, I return the bow, tying his hands behind him in what might be provocative if I didn't intend to shortly abandon him. A chaste kiss on the forehead, and I make my escape leading my two delusional, and giggly friends to safety for a few posts.
Never leave a man to do a girl's job. :: wink wink ::
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Post by jordache on Mar 30, 2006 23:14:18 GMT -5
Jordache returns from her watch and finds Igmar tied up. She quickly unties him and reams him for being so easily distracted by Katie's charm and wit. Perhaps he is not the leader he thinks he is... Jordache calls to Redsox and the rest of the LPTs to form a plan.
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Post by Redsox on Mar 31, 2006 6:42:37 GMT -5
redsox hears the call but figures following the blue-stone bat is much more important then reveling that on his belt is the real blue-stone bat the one ~kate has is titanium and helium cleverly disguised redsox knew that at one point Igmar could not hold his Gin as well as he used to but he activates his lpt ring calling the others to him.
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Post by KatieIsland on Mar 31, 2006 9:11:39 GMT -5
I turn around and see redsox from the corner of my eye. Pretending I don't notice that I am being followed by a lpt member, I speed up momentarilly leaving his line of vision. I circle back so that I am behind him while he attempts to follow my trail in a desperate but somewhat pitiful attempt. Raising the faux bat, I smack in the head with the titanium part, which causes so much friction that the helium explodes, sending him ahead three posts. It is then that I realize I have been deceieved. I grab the true bat, and glare angrilly at redsox for attempting to thwart my wishes. I use my pocket sized pink sharpie to leave a message on his forehead.
"I was caught being bad, I've been punished by a rebel mastermind." I then decorated his face with little pink hearts and stars and skipped away merrily with the Real Bluestone bat.
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Post by turntablekungfu on Mar 31, 2006 10:04:32 GMT -5
in a drunken state a startr thrwung bottles of beer at the lpt members. somehow managing to hit redsox in the face knocking him ot for the typical 3 posts and wesh even manages to get in the way, getting smashed as wesh, but it comes as at a costm being my drunken birthday cekebvrations im out for 3 posts also. ..
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Post by Redsox on Mar 31, 2006 11:26:57 GMT -5
turntablekungfu,i was just knoked out by katie
ps this dosent count as a post
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Post by xanderino on Mar 31, 2006 13:17:32 GMT -5
xander has sex with fish
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Post by servo3k on Mar 31, 2006 14:00:07 GMT -5
OHHH HECK YAH! IM BACK
::serrvo3k hides in the bushes and is unabe to poast for 3 becasus turntablekungfus breath alone has intoxicated her::
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Post by turntablekungfu on Mar 31, 2006 17:23:53 GMT -5
(yeah, sorry about last nights little post there.. haha. dude, i had no idea what was going on. i could barely read the keys, but i wanted to join the war for a little while like that.)
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Post by Uncle Igmar on Mar 31, 2006 22:01:37 GMT -5
Uncle Igmar, feeling horrible for being seduced by a chick with a pink bow and pink light saber and wishing that the LPT’s commander would show up staggers to the rest of the LPT feeling badly for losing the Bluestone Bat.
He kneels in the sand and cries, “d**n you, d**n you to Hell LPTR’s” while looking at Wesh’s sculpture of The Statue of Liberty that he left before taking himself out of the war.
Redsox staggers back from being blown up by the fake Bat, Imlost and Jordache join Igmar in his agony, leaving spalshmesawyer laying on the beach under the care of the healing butterflies.
“Igmar, snap out of it,” Jordache says as she slaps him across the face. “We have turntablekingfu drunk in the weeds and we can use him to negotiate. The Bluestone bat and the Pink Light Saber for turntablekungfu’s life.”
“Hey, OK. Thank you sweetheart, let’s get back to beating the LPTR’s like we have been. Jordache, my love, until Jay gets here, I will follow your lead. We will regain our superiority.”
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Post by KatieIsland on Mar 31, 2006 22:56:05 GMT -5
Alas dear Igmar... it is too late. For while you gather there with the others skulking in shadows and licking your wounds, treating your sorrows with gin and tonic, I assemble the ranks. Like the great warriors before me Brigid and Deborah, and all the amazons, I prepare for the beginning of the end.
Every member that took a weapon from our stash has been tracked you see from the first day they secured a weapon. After Jay broke into our armory we felt compelled to put tracking devices on every unit in such a way that to remove them was to destroy the weapon. So, unbeknownst to many we have held our vigilance, and waited. Waited for tonight. Now I stand with Servo3k at my side preparing to deliver the final blow to end the war. A war that cannot last into April for twould no longer be the War of March.
I watch you all gathered together at a distance on a tiny monitor watching the movement of our weapons. Your all there, Every last member that has joined the soldiering ranks. I smile at my sidekick, and whistle over to Charliefan, tonight it's all about the girls. In honor of Turntable's birthday, our leader once removed, we set out to destroy the lingering remains of the LPT. One by one we trigger your weapons to explode, all the ninja stars and light sabers, and mini Uzis, and revolvers. Even the duct tape used to repair your quarters. Before you can escape we deliver our final blow, trapping each and every one of you inside your own hatch, and collapsing the exits. Even those you had thought were hidden. Those that had been outside of the quarters before the attack were hunted ruthlessly by our team as follows:
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Post by servo3k on Mar 31, 2006 22:56:49 GMT -5
:: servo3k smiles with glee an she gets wesh in her sights.. He stans there un awear of his surrounding and schocked at the condition of his humble abode arround him and is shock and aww in the awsomeness fo rthe LPTR's plane of victory. Servo3k than walks right up to him ,bluestone in had as it starts t glow a blinding yello from the power the got from sawyer just days before.::
"hello my nemisis, i have a little gift for you...."
::servo3k delivers a mind shattering blow to the gut and face (at the same time casue shes cool like that) sending wesh flying out into eternity and exterminating him from the war of march and making him unable to post any war posts untill the war of april is declared by jay on the following day::
"gosh dang it, that felt good!"
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Post by servo3k on Mar 31, 2006 22:57:51 GMT -5
~~the following quote is to be taken as if it was posted byt the man, mattsipple2000 who could not be hear at this glorious time. these are his actions and are to be taken as such~~
~~please respect that nextlost star is now exterminated from the war of march.. and therefore canot make war posts~~
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Post by charliefan92489 on Mar 31, 2006 23:04:56 GMT -5
Hey, guys sorry I'm late I LOST track of time.  Alright you little LPT's whos next?? Challenge me, I dare ya!!!  *Draws Pink lightsaber slowly turns around so as to not be ambushed by ANY LPTs* |
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