I appreciatively slam Gorilla Grodd's back so hard, for congrats on that creative way of killing, he suffers from internal bleeding and falls down half a minute after.
The fiend fantastic is so excited for his kill that he never notices knock out blow we deliver. He wakes up only to realize that he is tied to a chair and forced to watch Dr Quinn Medicine Woman and the Real Housewives of (every city taped) until his head explodes.
I pick the Ulfen Death Squad with a forklift, place them inside the World's Biggest Toaster (TM), and press the button. Two minutes later, we all get to enjoy the sight of a bevy of charred corpses flying out of the top before hitting the ground and collapsing into ash. Then I butter them.
I whisper something so terrible, so abhorrent, and so true into IHIYC's ear that he turns to the bottle and dies a pauper's death in an abandoned building, where the hobos rifle through his pockets for valuables and the rats have a feast, untroubled by what their meal has known.
Poog shank GoatGroper for suggesting awful ambush by japanese boys in girls' clothing.
I place a pen into both of pool's hands and force him to write what he says, thus stealing thoughts from his head. His head explodes from the sheer terror.
I'll just hire Bolba Fett to assassinate the Ulfen Death Squad
I kill krevon via beard arson.
I use GoatToucher's head as a bowling ball - it's not my fault if the rest of him is still attached.
What else is also attached is a tactical nuclear warhead set with enough charge to explode and then implode the entire universe.
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Ulfen's Squad provides the mass for a new universe. It isn't a pleasant experience.
Poog shove big stick in backside of blackbird, we roast him over bonfire nice and crispy.
I try to learn how to skateboard, but I slip and accidentally push Poog into the bonfire.
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I Photoshop Gorilla Grodd's head onto a series of pictures of GoatToucher enjoying a few very private moments, making the ape die of shame
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I publish very real moments of Pulg in a Sailor Moon costume with GoatToucher, causing him to share in the monkey's fate.
I tell the Unseen University Librarian what krevon just referred to Gorilla Grodd as.
I lure IHIYC into a nice closet for hiding. Unfotunately for him its actaully a disguised airlock and he is jettisoned into empty space where he explodes in a messy pink and purple mist.
Molten Dragon fails to properly secure the plane after his fun and it eentertainingly implodes
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UDS loses their heads laughing so hard at the entertainment!
Wei ji lands on my cleverly disguised glue trap, breaks a wing trying to get out and dies of internal bleeding. Yick. Someone pick it up with a pair of tongs and put it in the trash.
Accidentally puts Molten Dragon in the trash compactor and turns it on.
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I fill Agraic's mouth with peas then challenge him to a duel, asking him to name his weapons. While he's attempting to say 'glaive-guisarme-fauchard' with a mouthful of peas, I stab him through the eye.
Learning of Pulg's latest kill, I invite him to a BBQ in my back garden. As I get him to pick his burger, I slam his face into the grill and hold him there until he goes limp and the screaming stops.
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Little does the mad monkey know I secretly planted a explosive devise in Pulgs rectum (don't ask) which will detonate upon Pulgs death.
I have a summit with the Angry Sapient Broccoli Nation in order to inform them that krevon is to blame for the demise of their mighty leader, Broccolini. Their vengeance shall be terrible.
Every closet is nuked from orbit and thus the clown problem is solved
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The Gods themselves speak on this silliness. Holy water rains from the heavens. UDS was accidentally caught in the shower.
The bunny rabbit is angered by your stealing of his silliness. He flies up his space station and nukes you from orbit and then nukes earth for all those pesky kids.
Holy Water enemas for the UDS!
A goat sprayed with utterly lethal contact poison... Okay, it isn't a perfect plan, but I still score some points for trying, don't I?
A pot pourri breathing komodo dragon submerged in Sissyl's pot pourri, assuming she has some. If not, I dunno. Trebuchet?
I give Pulg the gift of a really spiffy hat - I fail to mention that it's made of neutron star matter, thus squashing him quite flat when he puts it on.
On IHIYC's bath night, I surreptitiously push a plugged in toaster into the bath tub with him. Shocking, I know.
*Stabs MD with a spear coated in dragon's bane.*
I'll use an old Jedi mind trick to get Gorilla Grodd to take a walk in the vacuum of space.
I put a paper sack around Krevon's beard and light it on fire so he hammers his head and face into a pulp on the nearest hard surface trying to put the fire out.
Molten Dragon is so busy watching his death by fire that he fails to notice the loaded canons surrounding him.
Ulfen Death Squad wrote: Molten Dragon is so busy watching his death by fire that he fails to notice the loaded canons surrounding him. I yell out, "Hey, all you rip-roaring-drunken bishops there! You're being manipulated by a bunch of crude undead vikings, what does that make you feel like doing to them?"
Boatload of hostile Energy Channeling in 3, 2, 1....
Time for a classic. I hand IHIYC a wrapped present with a bow and all, containing just enough air-primed explosives to let me get out of explosive range.
"Here you go, clown."
Like that of a certain Bishop, we take in that energy turn it into very harmful energy and then unleash it all upon the closet hiding clown, mini gun style
Don't worry about the clown, worry about this...
*pulls a lever to dump UDS into a lake of churning lava*
:does a seductive fan-dance for Sissyl, causing her brain to self destruct to avoid the trauma:
The old fashioned way, * twist GoatToucher's neck*
Into the wood chipper with you. Don't struggle, it's almost over.
Molten Dragon? Meet supertanker of liquid nitrogen! Hasta la vista...baby.
I'll just time travel and kill your mom in the closet
And ecause you're really his brother, adopted away at birth, you efficiently cease your own existence too.
And because -you- are the mother in question, you freeze and shatter into a million fragments.
Inflates GT a-la Dig Dug where he expands until he pops in a gooey mess.
I jab a bomb into MOlten Dragon's mouth and bolt it shut.
1 portal away and his head explodes in a gory mess.
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