Let us begin.
Scene opens up in a musty garage somewhere in American suburbia. Three young lads are busy fiddling with musical instruments on a poorly-made stage.
Suddar: This is all wrong! We'll never be in shape in time for battle of the bands!
Vorbis: But...if we don't win the battle of the bands, Janey'll never like me and she'll get with that jerk Rondo!
Kegwen: Well, being of the homosexual persuasion, I am not musically inclined, but I can accessorize this bass like no other!
Suddar: Kegwen's right! We shouldn't try to be like the other, more successful bands! We should focus on our own skills! If we do that, nothing can stop us!
A portly prairie dog wearing a sombrero and carrying an acoustic guitar over his shoulder walks into the garage.
Vorbis: And then maybe, just maybe, Janey will finaaaaaaaaAAAAAAARGH!
The prairie dog bashes his guitar over Vorbis' head, hurling his face into his drumset. He then proceeds to smash Suddar's skull between two cymbals and shove two drumsticks into Kegwen's eyes.
His job done, and the three musicians unconscious and bleeding, the prairie dog adjusts his sombrero and wanders off to find more trouble.
To be continued...
Everyone knows Prairie dogs use only the finest in Acoustic Guitars and Vorbis's head is made of Marshmellow
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Out of a possible 10, JooJooFlop scored a straight 1 with:
You wore a sombrero without a poncho?
He's too portly for a poncho.
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Bajah obviously shouldn't have said:
He's too portly for a poncho.
Perhaps you have a point.
Scene opens up on a starry night in the backyard of someone's house. Two star-crossed lovers: a nerdy kid wearing glasses and a bad hat and a girl that is probably way out of his league sit in each other's arms on the limb of a tree.
OtakuPenguin: I...I don't think I've ever felt this way about anyone before, Nikki.
Archer-Penguin: Oh, Ian! I must confess, I feel the same! But what will happen once you go off to join the army and I join medical school?
OtakuPenguin: Just because we are seperated by miles, my love, does not mean that our hearts cannot be together! I swear, so long as I draw breath that I shaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
A small prairie dog with outstretched arms stands where OtakuPenguin once sat before his unfortunate fall. There is a soft thud at the bottom of the suprisingly tall tree.
Archer-Penguin: Oh no! IAN! IAN ARE YOU ALRI-
Archer-Penguin's words are muffled as the prairie dog throws a pot over her head and bangs on it furiously with a wooden spoon.
Archer-Penguin: Oooohhhhh noooooooO! ^^^^^^^_____^^^^^^
Dizzy and disoriented, the girl falls off the branch and joins her lover on the ground. Meanwhile, the prairie dog with a mission climbs down the tree to continue his quest...
To Be Continued
I'm thinking it'll be Redmage and his ilk.
Scene opens in a peaceful forest meadow where several animal-like creatures are at play. Among them include a friendly, seven-tailed fox, a crazy lizard-creature and some form of elf with wings.
Katrinity: It is a beautiful day, isn't it? Perhaps we should all have a cookie!
Trillee: Or some baklava!
Ryuujin: Or some MEAT!
Katrinity: Ah, life has been good ever since we created this secret place where our kind can frolick and live in peace.
As the kitsune releases a sigh of bliss, a fat little prairie dog walks into the meadow carrying a large sack over his shoulder. As the lizard continues to play, the prairie dog climbs up a nearby tree.
Trillee: You know, I think we should just live here from now on! Think about all that we cou-*THUD!*
Her speech is cut short as a tremendous boulder falls on her from above, squashing her flat.
Ryuujin: ...does it seem like rain to you, Kat-*WHUMP!*
Suddenly, a dense piece of twisted metal wearing a fez falls from the trees, crushing the lizard beneath it.
Katrinity: Ryuu? Trill? Something seems amiss-*WHAM!*
The meadow falls silent after the final crash as a giant suit of armor plummets to earth from the branches above, making a gruesome crater and a kitsune pancake.
As the birds start chirping once again, the prairie dog climbs down from the tree with a now empty sack and more places to visit.
To Be Continued
she owed me like five bucks..
Shit, this ain't lookin too good. Better get on the defensive.
quote:This is what Ruv is doing. This is what I want Ruv to do
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$5 says Redmage is next.
You're on.
(Come on, Parce! Make Ruv pay me five bucks!)
quote:Good thinkin
"Bajah," she said, "Have I got a little story for you..."
*grabs a shotgun*Shit, this ain't lookin too good. Better get on the defensive.
*Suits up*
Awwww yeah. [ 11-07-2003: Message edited by: Black ]
Scene opens in a quiet, classy bar. Two women have a seat, one a dark and mysterious Italian, the other a small and cheerful lass, while the bartender, a man with a tall pointy hat, comes up to serve them.
Black: Evening ladies, what'll it be tonight?
Addy: Some lemonade, please.
Lashanna: And a glass of red wine for myself.
Black: Strong drinks for such beautiful ladies. What's the occasion?
Addy: Oh, nothing special. All you need to do is pour.
Lashanna: And maybe, if you pour well, you'll get a nice tip at the end.
As Lashanna gives a sultry wink, Black eagerly begins pouring the drinks. Meanwhile, a small prairie dog puffing on a cigar climbs up to the bar.
Black: You know, ladies, if you're really in the mood for celebration, we could always go back to the Casbah. It's the most swinginest place on Mulberry streeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEE!
The prairie dog grabs a bottle of scotch off of the bar and smashes it against the bartender, causing the rancid alcohol to pour all over him. Taking a final puff of his cigar, he stabs it on the booze-soaked Black, setting him ablaze.
Addy: Mulberry what? I didn't get that address.
The prairie dog grabs a nearby barstool and smashes it against the back of Addy's head, sending her face crashing into the bar.
Lashanna: This is a good wine. Bartender, what year is it?
Her question goes unanswered as the prairie dog picks up a pool cue from a nearby pool table and breaks it over Lashanna's head, then proceeds to bludgeon her with a cue ball taken from the same table.
As she collapses unconscious and bleeding, the prairie grabs a bottle of Stolichnaya from the bar and continues on his busy journey.
To Be Continued
...But in the spirit of "It ain't happened to me yet" I'm just going to continue watching. There is something hypnotic about it.
sigpic courtesy of This Guy, original modified by me
WOOOT! 
It's not something people hear about.
Hah! Decoys! I'll catch the real prairie dog soon enough!
Scene opens in the parking lot of a classy restaurant at night. Standing in the cold darkness is a young, redheaded elf and a pudgy, balding man. Intimate music plays in the background.
Snoota: So...you see, Emily, I've always loved you. Even when my mouth said differently, I could never lie to my heart.
Emily: Oh, Snoota...I...I never knew...but...
Snoota: I know! You think your heart belongs to another, but...I cannot hold back my feelings. And if I must say them in these circumstances, then...so be it.
Emily: Oh...Snoota!
The two embrace while a prairie dog wearing a flanel shirt and carrying a ring of keys walks by. Suddenly, a girlish-looking man bursts onto the scene.
Tier: EMILY! How...HOW COULD YOU?!?!
Emily: Tier!
Snoota: Stay back, Tier! She's made up her mind! She's finally listening to her heart!
Tier: Emily...is this...true?
Emily: Oh, I'm so confused! How can I choose between the two of you when I love you bo-....what's that sound?
The faint sound of a powerful diesel engine roaring comes in the background, slowly growing louder and louder, until it's a raging howl.
The intimate scene is violently interrupted as a gigantic semi crashes onto the scene, crushing the love triangle beneath it's 18 wheels. Their screams are brief and horrible, but last only for a minute as the semi comes to a stop over them and the engine goes silent.
The semi door opens and the prairie dog hops out, ready to continue his mission.
To Be Continued
entertaining stuff btw [ 11-07-2003: Message edited by: Zair ]
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Sakkra spewed forth this undeniable truth:
My insignifigance will save me!
He'll probably have all us insignificant people killed at the end.
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