Count Reiner Heydrich
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It's because Vidmaster7 was one of the "squares" that tried to bring down the free love, peace and happiness. As a matter of fact, he single handedly tried to stage a coup attempt at taking over the entire Waldstock festival. Thankfully, through the efforts of Dirty Hanukkah and Grateful Dreidel, he was defeated and actually sent to prison.
Count Reiner Heydrich
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*Looks confidently at Uncle Teddy.*
Yep, he was indeed an undercover narc that tried to stop the good times rolling and help out some old fossils to re-establish their rule of antiquity.
*Turns to HepPlutoCat.*
Nice work intercepting the extraction by the way. As thanks, here's a years supply of KattNiip (besides, I owed you it for help getting me into the Colour Carnival) it'll leave you feeling dizzy for weeks.
*Receives a letter.*
Aha! Now this is very exciting, the Colour Carnival is back and the fun is even better than ever! Time to get my freak on!
Count Reiner Heydrich
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*Comes by, in full hippie attire (minus flip-flops, can't stand the things).*
And tangerine is the worst word out of all three of those words.
*Hears an earsplitting shriek, that's actually a high pitched announcement, gets excited.*
Oh, the bassist from GoatToucher's band (Dirty Hanukkah) Dingo Backwater is about to give a rousing (drug induced) speech! I'm so there!
*Transforms into a bat and flies away (despite the shades and the excess weight of all the mood beads).*
Count Reiner Heydrich
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*Looks at Skiron with a worried expression.*
If that's your FIRST resort, I'd hate to see what your last resort is.
*Turns around, sees IHIYC in the closet, gets worried yet again.*
Umm, IHIYC, I'd get out of there if I were you because I don't simply have "skeletons" in the closet (well actually, I do, but that's not what I mean). Seriously, if you don't get out of there now, it'll soon be...
*Sees a shadowy hand reach out and grab IHIYC, pulling him into the closet, then the closet door gently closes.*
Too late...
I'm Hiding In Your Closet
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*loud, violent crunching noises begin to come from Count Heydrich's Closet...*
*...followed by a few explosions...*
*...then the splintering of wood...*
*...then the sound of metal clashing against metal...*
*...then a car crash...*
*...then the sound of phaser fire...*
*...then a gong...*
*...then precisely 46 seconds of dead silence...*
*...then a bunch of people singing "Happy Birthday" to someone named Lewis...*
*...then a few more explosions...*
*...then a massive implosion...*
*...then some eldritch gibbering...*
*...finally the door creaks back open*
*emerges eating a slice of cake, using the bony remains of a shadowy hand as a fork, giving the Count a sardonic look*
Count, you've obviously never been In Sissyl's Closet.
She's got an Ivar's in there, for one thing!