|
Nosferatu Fester Addams's page
 218 posts. Alias of Jurassic Bard.
|
*Walks away whistling while holding a cloth and a tub of snow globe wax.*
KABOOM!
*The entire thread explodes for no reason, but no one is hurt or killed.*
Oh no, my kaboom insurance has just run out! Why didn't I get it updated?
*Approaches the cardboard standee of Waterhammer.*
Hello there, I haven't seen you in while. How have you been?
*Goes into a lengthy discussion with the cardboard standee of Waterhammer.*
Well, it was delightful to chat with you, see you again sometime!
*Turns around and leaves. Meanwhile, someone destroys the cardboard standee.*
Some people get all the luck, I just have a colony of mongrelmen in my ears!
*The cardboard replica of Waterhammer gets knocked down, possibly by the next poster.*
Oh no, Waterhammer has been killed! Someone get a doctor quick!
*Sees actual Waterhammer, turns to the cardboard replica.*
Hey, Waterhammer, look at that! Someone else has stolen your identity!
*Points to actual Waterhammer in an accusatory manner.*
Well, you don't fool me! Let's get this imposter everyone!
*Sees the cardboard replica of Waterhammer, believing it to be the actual Waterhammer.*
Hello Waterhammer, my your looking rather well today!
*Mistakenly believes that the cardboard replica is replying.*
You must be in good mood today, you're not normally so happy and chatty!
Such a beautiful melody! Never have I heard such a song since my aunt's debut performance!
It was a most splendid thing, she was whipped and then burnt at the stake, what majesty!
More, GT's Gothic Fairy Sousaphones, please play more!
Me, me, me! Swing your fists into my face, please!
The next poster is just dumbfounded by my gracious volunteering.
*Places ravenous plague grubs down the trousers of 'Glistening' Buff Scrotes.*
Let these little guys help you reach the high notes!
*Starts cutting Pulg's hair, for no apparent reason.*
I'm afraid a jockey on a winning mare took it all!
How about getting me some checil?
What about the slow and stupid one?
Papa something wasn't it?
The outcome of what happens when you use a time machine to get to your date on time.
Louie Kaboom
What do we do to the weak?
Prepare the Palace for my return!
*Becomes aware of The when.*
Excellent! The more help we get the better!
Don't worry he's now on his way. He needed to stop for a quick bite.
*A laugh soundtrack is played, though the source couldn't be found.*
He only asks, to keep the Neo United Alliance of Evil (that's all known Power Rangers villains) entertained.
*Everyone looks over to the villains in question (from Lord Zedd to the Machine Empire and beyond).*
Yikes... Guess we've got our work cut out for us, eh?
*Spies the moussaka, notices it looking flatter than before.*
Looks like Pulgopoulos' Fairy Bouzouki Band didn't appreciate my efforts...
*Acting without thinking (as usual), grabs the moussaka, puts it on the floor and stamps on it repeatedly.*
There we are, problem solved!
*Proudly smiles (thinking he's done a job well done).*
You're welcome!
BANG!
*Explodes due to being inflated too much (the same thing happens to Pulg's Goblin Flugelhorn Band).*
*Is still being inflated, along with Pulg's Goblin Flugelhorn Band.*
*Starts singing "If tomorrow never comes", with Pulg's Goblin Flugelhorn Band on instruments.*
*Then a giant 5000 ton weight drops out of the sky and squashes all of us.*
What's wrong with San Francisco?
*In response, a large and heavy object falls on top of Fester Addams from out of nowhere.*
I've decided to try and take on the position left by GoatToucher...
Never again! Court mandated order (and public outcry) have forbidden it, the killjoys!
The next poster will tell us another reason to not replace GoatToucher.
Only because you keep moving about! But, that's why duct tape was invented!
*Grabs Safety Cat, uses him as a helmet.*
Who, me?
*Continues to hop about on pogo stick harmlessly (if somewhat, annoyingly).*
To pogo!
*Hops around on a novelty pink coloured pogo stick.*
Hey, watch where you're kicking, you crazy shaved yak!
*Checks to see if the samples are OK.*
Whatever Pulg wanted these fleas for, I hope that it was worth it.
Ah, I see. But I thought that the bull doesn't have a charisma score. Or does he not have a wisdom score?
*While the debate is going on as to whether YawarFiesta has a charisma score or not, Finster successfully (and painlessly) extracts DNA from both YawarFiesta and crab7.*
What's got you in a pinch? I thought YOU did all the pinching.
Yeah, because KahnyaGnorc already does that!
And there's yet, another reason for Vidmaster7's beard!
|
1 person marked this as a favorite.
|
Yeah, crab7 is DEFINITELY from up state New York.
Needing to tell KahnyaGnorc to shut the hell up!
Yeah, the only thing conclusive about THAT fight was the fact that it was a hairy one!
Actually, Reiner, brings us a dark sense of forbidden evil (but not Goattoucher level of forbidden evil). Whereas Vidmaster7, like you, brings us endless chocking hairballs.
*Looks inside a nearby closet.*
I guess that answers that.
Really? I could've sworn that we flayed Comte de Malodor alive due to something he said.
*Shrugs while continuing with "light show".*
I think, Pulg, you should probably bring your Backstreet Boys things as they...
*Unexpectedly swells and then explodes, covering everyone except Tohru the Dragon Maid and Goattoucher in "gunk".*
What about this "light entertainment" that Goattoucher was talking about?
*Puts light bulb in mouth, making it glow.*
How's this?
*Is unaware of body swelling periodically (complete with unwholesome gurgling noises).*
Don't you just sell things such as "toadstool softener" and "hex lax"?
I guess a nice BM is perfect for charming your significant other!
Heydrich, or should I call you "daddy"? You haven't told me how we got out of Jumanji yet.
Don't worry, I use Goattoucher brand extra strength soap!
*Sniffs armpits.*
Goodness, I smell awful. I need to wash.
*Bolts Pulg to a large stick and uses him as a scrubbing brush.*
Well, I DID have kuru, but now you have it Pulg.
*Starts shaking about.*
Nothing, why do you ask?
*Suddenly appears.*
Hey now, everyone, what's been happening?
<.<
>.>
Where are we? I thought we were still in Jumanji.
I sure can!
*Places light bulb in mouth.*
*Light bulb turns on.*
*Gets struck by lightning and dies.*
*Gets confused.*
But it was Pulg who misread things.
*Opens a cage, setting free a colossal anaconda.*
Go, my slithering beauty, kill Comte de Malodor!
*Thinks for a moment.*
Maybe just hurt him badly, go for the "hula hoops".
*Sees Vidmaster7 use his beard to recapture Waterhammer.*
Oh, so nothing important then.
*Continues to eat cadavers.*
|
