Adolecent Antics

[JET73L]

Builds a trebuchet from materials in the junkyard, and flings the hill out from under Zotar, or whoever has control of it. Records the scene from several cameras, and plays the film of SoS'horse in slow motion and the film of me art normal speed, so I reach the hill before SoS. Or anyone else who happens to be quick, or closer to where the hill lands.

[Zotar]

Here Jet! Free Pens!

(What he don't know is the pens are actaully grenades mascarading as writing utensils. He will never know 'till he trys to write with them.)

My pens are Mightier!

*Sends S.o.S. A cristmas card that is cursed to bring with it an extreme blizzard when it is opened, (And its mid June)*

[JET73L]

Righteous, free pens!

*dips pens in fast-acting poison, glues them point-outward to some sort of spherical object, and flings then at Zotar* (assuming that either I control the hill, or he took the hill back when he gave me the free pens.) Also, I made this plan befgore I even read that the pens were explosicve, so I'm not godmodding.

[Zotar]

Wooo.... talk about "overkill."

*Dives off Hill*

*Hill blows up*

*Poisened shrapnel Hits everyone in the surronding area including me*

DARN!
I have to be resurected again!

*cant think of any way to retaliate since jet got hit too.* (I just woke up.)

[Firesnake]

*runs in whilst screaming: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE*

Hits Zotar in the head with an Ankh

*runs away whilst screaming: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE again*

[Zotar]

AAAARRRGG!!!! MY BROTHER DOES THAT!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

*Clubs Sissy-scream Firesnake, repeatedly with some sort of Australian Musical Instrament that I forgot the name of.*

*banishes Firesnake to an opera house*

[Son of Sephiroth]

finally gets to the hill, draws a gun with the pen, then quickdraws the gun itself to shoot everyone.

[JET73L]

Delayed resurrection earlier so as to haunt... Well, whoever is here. The gunshots either don;'t affect me or cause me to become a ghost^2

Walks through walls at people. Walls that were not there a moment ago, i swear, the walls are scarier than the ghost even, I tell you ti really happened.

[dark angel]

*A likle Mog walks in, his mistress close behind. Bored, the woman knelt down and poked his pink bobble before sitting back on a nearby rock. The Bobble begins to spin out of control. A loud cackle of Thunder and lightening sounds as a large steel table appears in front of the Moogle, its hands a wurr furiously; synthesising random items; an ear, a left leg, a pink tail, a rubber ducky. With a final whirl of its bobble, the Mog steps back from the table, laughing manically as its creation arises.*

“I shall name thee…Priest Monkey Luffy”

*Monkey Luffy, a rotting, sweet lemony smelling, monkey corpse stepped down from his crib, eyes tired and hungry, he stumbled up the hill to join the battle...*

[JET73L]

I pull two bits of sword-shaped metal and an actual sword (???) from the junk heap, as well as a sleep mask and a half-squashed, wide-brimed fedora. I cut eyeholes in the sleep mask, and am reborn as... Rurouni Zorro!

Slams a buchet down over the monkey, and glues the bucket to the ground. He could easily escape by digging, but it wouldn;'t be as comical if it was inescapable, would it?