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Post by The Kaiser on Apr 21, 2005 14:10:11 GMT -5
Dear Lord.... Explodes Wait... it doesn't happen if I just say it... *Explodes* Ah, Better.
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Post by Solar on May 29, 2005 15:11:43 GMT -5
*Corrupts Bludge's yaks to eat the penguins.*
Don't ask me how or why! ;D
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Post by Amaunator on May 29, 2005 16:23:10 GMT -5
"I'm just going to lie here and die ok! All I want is peace and rest ... "
*some yaks come running over him from out of nowhere* "Why me!!!!!" ... *starts crying *
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Post by LordTerrible on May 30, 2005 17:58:01 GMT -5
*comes riding in on yak*
Halt, Yak Special Euthanasia Force! We've done our job well.
Ammy, if you don't pay us by next month, we will cut off your thumbs. HIYAAA! *rides off towards the sunset*
I am a lonesome yakboy... a looong way from home...
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Post by Solar on Jun 5, 2005 14:47:41 GMT -5
*Shoots the yak LT is riding... ;D*
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Post by Bludgeonman on Jun 5, 2005 15:04:27 GMT -5
Halt, yak-rider Terrible! There shall be no unauthorized yak-based task forces while I'm around, so recite your yak registration number before I am forced to take action!
*A huge robotic yak, bristling with heavy weaponry, charges over the horizon and comes to a stop next to Bludge. A hatch opens beneath the mouth, and Bludge climbs into it. His voice echoes over the in-built PA system.*
Behold, my Yakbot! Resistance is moo-tile!
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Post by LordTerrible on Jun 5, 2005 15:14:44 GMT -5
This is a de-yakbotized area Bludge and you know it! Each man is free to operate his specialized yak task forces all he wants!
Come on, trusty yaks, let's perform some involuntary euthanasia on this here mechayak! Moo-ve out!
*yak herd encircles the yakbot*
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Post by Bludgeonman on Jun 5, 2005 15:22:24 GMT -5
Alas, you have called my bluff. Not only is this an illegally deployed yakbot, but it was also built with inferior craftsmanship!
*The yakbot falls apart, due to shoddy welding and untightened nuts and bolts. Bludgeonman is left, sat on his hindquarters, in amongst the wreckage of the great metal yak.*
OK OK! I lied at the job center! I don't really have a pHD in Yakbotics!
*Is trampled by Yak Euthenasia Force.* Oh woe is I!
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Post by Amaunator on Jun 5, 2005 15:57:42 GMT -5
You mean, 'moo' is thine .
*gets trample too*
'Doh' ... he says with a croaky voice.
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Post by LordTerrible on Jun 5, 2005 20:36:58 GMT -5
Mwuahahahaah! Your feeble skills are no match for the Yak Side!
*yaks start shooting lightning from their horns*
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Post by Bludgeonman on Jun 6, 2005 8:42:11 GMT -5
No! I shall never fall to the yak side!
*Draws lightsber, white in colour but with black splodges over it. Absorbs first volley of lightning with saber.*
It's not too late, Terrible! Redeem yourself, and return to the path of Fresian!
*A herd of fresian cows breaks through the yak ranks, and Bludge jumps up the the back of the leader cow. The whole herd moos in challenge.*
I may not be good with yaks, but I am unequalled in the field of cow-taming!
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Post by LordTerrible on Jun 6, 2005 9:59:43 GMT -5
Yak squadron 3! Lock S-yaks in attack position! "Roger that, Moo Leader!"
*yaks fly towards the cows in attack formation making cool sounds*
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Post by Bludgeonman on Jun 7, 2005 3:31:13 GMT -5
Fresians! Engage phorce phield!
*The cows all turn around with their bums towards the oncoming yaks. They fart simultaneously, creating a smelly, brown barrier. The yaks swerve out of the way, and scout for an opening. They find one, and dive for an attack whilst under fire from milkon torpedoes. The shield cows ceace, and turn their efforts to arming their cud-lasers.*
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Post by LordTerrible on Jun 7, 2005 16:29:19 GMT -5
Abort strike! Abort strike!! *Yaks retreat a bit*
We need other means. Artillery divison (= she-yaks) prepare!
*The female yaks fire a deadly volley of laser yak milk, felling several fresians*
Ha! Prepare for anudder volley! I shall bring you udder destruction ;D
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Post by Bludgeonman on Jun 8, 2005 12:04:38 GMT -5
Ha! Your threats are wasted! Prepare for the wrath of cow!
*The front line of cows fire their cud at their hairy adversaries, felling several yaks. They bow their heads to chew some more grass (reloading), when another volley of milk takes down another group of cows.*
Noo! My poor herd!
*The cows moo their laments for their fallen comerades, and release a barrage of combined cud laser and milkon torpedo attacks in revenge.*
Time to face the moosic, Terrible! You can't win ;D
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