Please, just one hug? I'm awfully lonely after my cult was wiped out by the Jacks.
Please, just one hug? I'm awfully lonely after my cult was wiped out by the Jacks.
Jackin' Ape?! Somebody needs a hug here, but you need those Ghost Touch mittens Panama knitted for you last Christmas.
Panama Jack knits?
Heheheheh...
Yeah, he learned from the Prince of Ali-Babasomethinoranother or some Sultan's wife somewhere. He crochets too! He's quite good, but I think he hides the doilies from the rest of us.
Jackin Ape is aided by Reggie in dawning his full body, spiked Ghost-Touched armor. He approaches the sad lawyer enthusiastically, his eager arms spread wide and his grin maniacal with sadistic glee.
Please, just one hug? I'm awfully lonely after my cult was wiped out by the Jacks.
Rolls out a ghost trap You won't feel lonely once I put you in the containment unit.
Now, now, let's not resort to violence when we can all be friends, sing songs and give hugs to one another!
Now, now, let's not resort to violence when we can all be friends, sing songs and give hugs to one another!
We should pair this ghost up with that PeaceLuvin hippy chick on the other thread...
Now, now, let's not resort to violence when we can all be friends, sing songs and give hugs to one another!
What happened to you? I thought you were a pony.
Now, now, let's not resort to violence when we can all be friends, sing songs and give hugs to one another!
Someone get me the ectoplasmic shotgun...
Ignoring the ghost trap, the ectoplasmic buckshot, and the whimpering ghost itself, Roy laps his bowl of creme whisky vigorously.
Finished, he yawns then he finds a corner of the clubhouse to sleep
Now, now, let's not resort to violence when we can all be friends, sing songs and give hugs to one another!What happened to you? I thought you were a pony.
I'm actually a werepony...er, that's now undead.
I'm actually a werepony...er, that's now undead.Now, now, let's not resort to violence when we can all be friends, sing songs and give hugs to one another!What happened to you? I thought you were a pony.
Your leader is a traitor!
I'm actually a werepony...er, that's now undead.Now, now, let's not resort to violence when we can all be friends, sing songs and give hugs to one another!What happened to you? I thought you were a pony.
I'm actually a werepony...er, that's now undead.Now, now, let's not resort to violence when we can all be friends, sing songs and give hugs to one another!What happened to you? I thought you were a pony.
I knew it! Our leader has pony connections!
Heheh... what do you mean? ;)
See my post, I took a quote! Proof, you traitor!
See my post, I took a quote! Proof, you traitor!Heheh... what do you mean? ;)
Good work.
Hey Lyn, ong time no see u in here, welcome back!
*passes PBR and a tinyer bikini*
"Er, thanks," she says setting the PBR down with a look of distaste.
"Oooh. You got me a new bikini to replace the one that the poodles chomped. That was so thoughtful."
She gives him a kiss on the cheek.
"I'll just go try it on."
:blushes:
You don't like PBR? Mind if I have it? :D
Hey KC, you look mightier and meanier now... nice look, more Jack-like
*passes PBR to KC*
Comes out of her room wearing a bikini that seems to be more string than suit. It covers the relevant bits...barely.
"Hmmm, Frat Jack, I appreciate the gesture and all, but I'm really not sure you bought the right size."
Comes out of her room wearing a bikini that seems to be more string than suit. It covers the relevant bits...barely.
"Hmmm, Frat Jack, I appreciate the gesture and all, but I'm really not sure you bought the right size."
*looks at Lynora* Looks like the right size to me. Heh heh heh.
I say, KC, you've got a body again but still haven't regained your cleaver, eh?
Comes out of her room wearing a bikini that seems to be more string than suit. It covers the relevant bits...barely.
"Hmmm, Frat Jack, I appreciate the gesture and all, but I'm really not sure you bought the right size."
Sorry ma'am, I'll check again if I can find something smaller...and see-tr...nevermind
*goes bikini shoping*
Comes out of her room wearing a bikini that seems to be more string than suit. It covers the relevant bits...barely.
"Hmmm, Frat Jack, I appreciate the gesture and all, but I'm really not sure you bought the right size."
Sorry ma'am, I'll check again if I can find something smaller...and see-tr...nevermind
*goes bikini shoping*
It might go quicker if you didn't try them all on beforehand!
Oops! He didn't tell you that part, did he LJ?
Comes out of her room wearing a bikini that seems to be more string than suit. It covers the relevant bits...barely.
"Hmmm, Frat Jack, I appreciate the gesture and all, but I'm really not sure you bought the right size."
Sorry ma'am, I'll check again if I can find something smaller...and see-tr...nevermind
*goes bikini shoping*
It might go quicker if you didn't try them all on beforehand!
Oops! He didn't tell you that part, did he LJ?
Eeewwwww! I totally need a shower now!
Runs back to her room.
Pops the top on a Guiness, and smiles.
Man, I didn't even need to make the crack about 'a small weiner and two tiny nuts'. Name the movie for a beer!
I say, KC, you've got a body again but still haven't regained your cleaver, eh?
"Shut up. I'd still have it, if I didn't have trouble separating continuities. This RPing alternate universe is confusing."
Comes out with hair still dripping wet wearing a slightly more modest bikini.
"Alright guys, this isn't funny. Who stole my hair dryer?"
Comes out with hair still dripping wet wearing a slightly more modest bikini.
"Alright guys, this isn't funny. Who stole my hair dryer?"
We were using it to keep Frat's farts on his side of the room!
Hey JH, now you are pushing it... One more of those and I will go on your gnoe string drawer again...
*farts*
Hey JH, now you are pushing it... One more of those and I will go on your gnoe string drawer again...
*farts*
You totally pushed that one out!
Hey LJ, looking for that wind blown look?
Roy Jack bleeches loudly, rolls over, goes back to sleep.
"Oh!" she stomps her foot angrily. "Fine. I'll just go outside and sunbathe. That way my hair will get dry, I'll get a tan, and I won't have to smell any more of this stink!"
Walks in from the kitchen
Hey this limberger cheese doesn't stink THAT much ..
OM NOM NOM!
"Oh!" she stomps her foot angrily. "Fine. I'll just go outside and sunbathe. That way my hair will get dry, I'll get a tan, and I won't have to smell any more of this stink!"
Uh oh. Should we tell her that the Cat and Jackin' have been playing dress up with her beach towels?
Passes LJ on the way into the clubhouse.
"Smells like salsa Doritos passed through the intestines of any ivory elephant? Good thing I donned my gas mask again. Hey, I think this will be my new look for now-on. Really, can I get an honest opinion?"
Passes LJ on the way into the clubhouse.
"Smells like salsa Doritos passed through the intestines of any ivory elephant? Good thing I donned my gas mask again. Hey, I think this will be my new look for now-on. Really, can I get an honest opinion?"
Looks like you ate too much spicy food. Perfect for a Jack. ;)
Pulls out the Compact of Cleanliness in exasperation. An army of unseen servants whirls through the clubhouse and the grounds, picking up trash and distributing Acme Industrial Air Fresheners everywhere, as well as taking care of laundry and other outstanding issues that had accumulated during LJ's absence before returning once more to the compact. She closes it with a snap.
"Hmph. That's better. Now, I am definitely going to sunbathe."
"WTF! She killed our stench."
:::Pulls out a tray:::
"Soft tacos anyone. Come On! Think outside the bun!"
Soft tacos! SWEET! That'll top off my limberger and liver snack quite nicely!
OM NOM NOM!
Through the open window you hear, "You know guys if you were a little less stinky you would have better luck breaking free from the sm*rf gender demographic. It's not exactly a coincidence that you don't have more Jills. Just saying."
Speaking of stinky, what do you get if you pull a sm*rf's finger?
Through the open window you hear, "You know guys if you were a little less stinky you would have better luck breaking free from the sm*rf gender demographic. It's not exactly a coincidence that you don't have more Jills. Just saying."
That rings true....
*goes into the basement to valuate Frat style life vs. More chick in da House*
~sigh~
"By the great whitew tiger, this place stinks. I can't sleep here."
Roy Jack stands on all fours and proceeds towards the door.
"I miss Jackin' Ape. Hey Lynora, I comin' out. I won't make to much of a fuss. I promise."
Through the open window you hear, "You know guys if you were a little less stinky you would have better luck breaking free from the sm*rf gender demographic. It's not exactly a coincidence that you don't have more Jills. Just saying."
If we had more Jills around they would nag us, make us get jobs, and make us clean up after ourselves. It's too much of a risk having more around.
Well, all we need to find is some Jills with stuffy noses! That way we don't have to change!
*tweet*
Squeaker!
...........
SBD Alert!
Reggie, hearing the complaining, comes through with a cleaning crew.
He also rings the gong for the Ape.