Etemon
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*Stops chasing Fweeping Night Leopard, due to getting bored and having better things to do.*
Alright, I guess I can just buy a rug instead. Besides, I haven’t set up my Dark Network yet.
*Dark Network cables suddenly appear, and cover the entire forum. But no one is trapped by the cables.*
Now I have my Dark Network in place, I can view every inch of this here forum, uh huh!
*Goes back to his ride, and sits on some sort of throne. Begins viewing footage with eagerness.*
Yo! What’s the King of Digimon gotta do to get some service here? Someone bring me a fried banana sandwich!
Etemon
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What are you talking about, ya cheap disco ball? Ain’t nothing and nobody entangled in my Dark Network.
*Catches a glimpse of something actually caught up in the Dark Network.*
Mercy! That must be that there No One you was talking about, can’t let that slide, uh huh!
*A few seconds later, the Dark Network cables untangle from No One and embed themselves elsewhere.*
There we are, no damage done! If anything happened to my precious Dark Network, whoa mama!
Etemon
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Aww man! I just got my digital coding ruptured like granny’s prize winning soufflé, uh huh, huh!
*Has no choice, but to recuperate, much to the dismay of the Digimon that are huge fans of Etemon.*
Don’t worry kiddies, your old pal Etemon just needs to take a quick breather, I’ll be back before you know it!
*Rests on a luxurious bed so that the digital coding can repair itself.*
I am so gonna make that clown pay for messing with the king of Digimon! And the suit was recently updated too!
| Bardrick |
Flugelhorns are fun, but trombones are beauty. Though an alto recorder is much easier for a bard to carry on adventures.
(Haven't been on the boards much the last few years, but pleased and amused to see this thread yet survives!)
Victory is mine! (for a few moments or days 'til the next post)
On that note, time to get the smurf outta here!
The when
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If you don’t know
and we don’t know
and they don’t know
then I don’t know too
and if none of us
don’t know
then where are we
to go when our
hair don’t grow
or the juice don’t
flow or Edgar Allen
Poe
or that cousin named
Joe or the Stooge
named Moe.
All fly like a
crow or I’ll fly like a
crow. You know
, like a UFO.