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empyrealdragonDecided I'm gonna put together a small collection of humor from all the time I've been playing Blade. There's been a lot I realize. :)
Will be doing more of these.
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission to Sugar: You say, "Huh?"
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission: Sugar says, "I'd be /reeeeeeal/ happy if you went and talked to Holocaust for me, 'kay? Tell him aaaaaall about your favorite shows. In detail. Holocaust is the red and black one with the big gun."
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission: Sugar says, "You understand all that?"
The killbeast scowls, but manages to tear himself away from throttling Ghost Man right then and there. This is mostly because he disappeared, anyway. Holocaust gives Giga a blank look, but he relents anyway. He stomps back to where he was before, casting sand all around him in his wake and then getting some in his boots.
Holocaust solves this in his own special way. Aiming his cannon at the ground, a huge blast of fire roars out in a monstrous flash. Once the steam and smoke clears out the sand beneath him has turned to a glassy substance. Holocaust stands on top of it, satisfied.
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission to Sugar: You say, "Umm..."
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission: Sugar says, "Tell me what I want you to do."
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission to Sugar: You say, "Umm... You wanted me to talk to someone..."
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission: Sugar says, "The guy with the big cannon."
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission: Sugar says, "Can you do that for me?"
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission to Sugar: You say, "Umm, I guess I can..."
Blade Man looks puzzled as he tries to understand to radio messages he just recieved. When he finally gets the idea of what's being asked, he starts to approach Holocaust. He smiles stupidly as he says, "Hi, Sugar said I was supposed to talk to you." He pauses as if trying to remember what about.
Holocaust turns his head, giving Blade Man a level gaze. He looks kind of pissed off, although it's hard to tell what with having no face. "Tell Sugar to go throw herself off of a cliff. And take /you/ along with her! Or would you rather that I... blow you up too?"
Blade Man looks confused at the response from Holocaust. He isn't quite understanding what Holocaust is trying to tell him to do. A bit complicated sounding. "Umm... What?" is his oh so intelligent response.
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[Radio: (A) Chat] Gameshow Man transmits, "Welcome to Life! I'll be your host, Gameshow Man!"
[Radio: (A) Chat] Passion Hyena transmits, "Oh, well, Hello, Gameshow Man!"
[Radio: (A) Chat] Blade Man transmits, "Hi Gameshow."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Giga Man transmits, "Wait, Blade Man, how do /you/ know all these guys?"
[Radio: (A) Chat] Blade Man transmits, "Huh?"
[Radio: (A) Chat] Giga Man transmits, "You're nearly as old as I am. Why have I been kept out of the loop on all this stuff?"
[Radio: (A) Chat] Blade Man transmits, "I am?"
[Radio: (A) Chat] Giga Man transmits, "Right. I forgot. You're an idiot. Nevermind."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Sclera transmits, "It's probably because ... well, you know. How you ended up with us. But that's OK! I think you're great, Giga Man."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Giga Man transmits, "Go to hell, Sclera. I'm still filing papers so I can have my own last name."
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This whole time, Holocaust is eyeing Liquor Man. Hmm. Alcohol is flammable... or is it? He can hardly remember.
Giga Man is a mind-reader, too. Maybe. "No, Holocaust."
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[Radio: (G) None] Gameshow Man transmits, "It's Kareoke time, with Liquor Man!"
[Radio: (G) None] Liquor Man transmits, "... W' me? Oh, c'mon, you know I can't szching."
[Radio: (G) None] Gameshow Man transmits, "Sing it!"
[Radio: (G) None] Liquor Man gets a song title from Gameshow Man, and begins belting out: "IT'SCH RAINING MEN! HALLLEAEELLELUHJAH, IT'SCZH RAINING MEN, AND I WILL SCHURVIVIVIVIE!" o/`
[Radio: (G) None] Dr. Wily transmits, "Is that Epsilon?!"
[Radio: (G) None] Dr. Light transmits, "Good lord, a Psychological attack!"
[Radio: (G) None] Liquor Man continues. o/~ "AS LONG AS I HAVE... HAVE..." He fumbles. "AS LONG ASZXH I HAVE MY 40 OUNCE I KNOW I'LL BE ALIIIIIIVE!" o/`
[Radio: (G) None] Liquor Man asides, in a fairly loud stage whisper, over Global Radio, to Gameshow Man. "Am I finishszxhed yet?"
[Radio: (G) None] Gameshow Man transmits, "Yes. There is forty ounces waiting with Suzy backstage. Have fun, Liqour man!"
[Radio: (G) None] Liquor Man transmits, "WOOHOO!"
[Radio: (G) None] Liquor Man can be heard scampering away. Sort of.
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[Radio] Tightbeam transmission: Sugar says, "I'd be /reeeeeeal/ happy if you went and talked to Holocaust for me, 'kay? Tell him aaaaaall about your favorite shows. In detail. Holocaust is the red and black one with the big gun."
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission: Sugar says, "You understand all that?"
The killbeast scowls, but manages to tear himself away from throttling Ghost Man right then and there. This is mostly because he disappeared, anyway. Holocaust gives Giga a blank look, but he relents anyway. He stomps back to where he was before, casting sand all around him in his wake and then getting some in his boots.
Holocaust solves this in his own special way. Aiming his cannon at the ground, a huge blast of fire roars out in a monstrous flash. Once the steam and smoke clears out the sand beneath him has turned to a glassy substance. Holocaust stands on top of it, satisfied.
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission to Sugar: You say, "Umm..."
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission: Sugar says, "Tell me what I want you to do."
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission to Sugar: You say, "Umm... You wanted me to talk to someone..."
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission: Sugar says, "The guy with the big cannon."
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission: Sugar says, "Can you do that for me?"
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission to Sugar: You say, "Umm, I guess I can..."
Blade Man looks puzzled as he tries to understand to radio messages he just recieved. When he finally gets the idea of what's being asked, he starts to approach Holocaust. He smiles stupidly as he says, "Hi, Sugar said I was supposed to talk to you." He pauses as if trying to remember what about.
Holocaust turns his head, giving Blade Man a level gaze. He looks kind of pissed off, although it's hard to tell what with having no face. "Tell Sugar to go throw herself off of a cliff. And take /you/ along with her! Or would you rather that I... blow you up too?"
Blade Man looks confused at the response from Holocaust. He isn't quite understanding what Holocaust is trying to tell him to do. A bit complicated sounding. "Umm... What?" is his oh so intelligent response.
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[Radio: (A) Chat] Gameshow Man transmits, "Welcome to Life! I'll be your host, Gameshow Man!"
[Radio: (A) Chat] Passion Hyena transmits, "Oh, well, Hello, Gameshow Man!"
[Radio: (A) Chat] Blade Man transmits, "Hi Gameshow."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Giga Man transmits, "Wait, Blade Man, how do /you/ know all these guys?"
[Radio: (A) Chat] Blade Man transmits, "Huh?"
[Radio: (A) Chat] Giga Man transmits, "You're nearly as old as I am. Why have I been kept out of the loop on all this stuff?"
[Radio: (A) Chat] Blade Man transmits, "I am?"
[Radio: (A) Chat] Giga Man transmits, "Right. I forgot. You're an idiot. Nevermind."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Sclera transmits, "It's probably because ... well, you know. How you ended up with us. But that's OK! I think you're great, Giga Man."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Giga Man transmits, "Go to hell, Sclera. I'm still filing papers so I can have my own last name."
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This whole time, Holocaust is eyeing Liquor Man. Hmm. Alcohol is flammable... or is it? He can hardly remember.
Giga Man is a mind-reader, too. Maybe. "No, Holocaust."
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[Radio: (G) None] Gameshow Man transmits, "It's Kareoke time, with Liquor Man!"
[Radio: (G) None] Liquor Man transmits, "... W' me? Oh, c'mon, you know I can't szching."
[Radio: (G) None] Gameshow Man transmits, "Sing it!"
[Radio: (G) None] Liquor Man gets a song title from Gameshow Man, and begins belting out: "IT'SCH RAINING MEN! HALLLEAEELLELUHJAH, IT'SCZH RAINING MEN, AND I WILL SCHURVIVIVIVIE!" o/`
[Radio: (G) None] Dr. Wily transmits, "Is that Epsilon?!"
[Radio: (G) None] Dr. Light transmits, "Good lord, a Psychological attack!"
[Radio: (G) None] Liquor Man continues. o/~ "AS LONG AS I HAVE... HAVE..." He fumbles. "AS LONG ASZXH I HAVE MY 40 OUNCE I KNOW I'LL BE ALIIIIIIVE!" o/`
[Radio: (G) None] Liquor Man asides, in a fairly loud stage whisper, over Global Radio, to Gameshow Man. "Am I finishszxhed yet?"
[Radio: (G) None] Gameshow Man transmits, "Yes. There is forty ounces waiting with Suzy backstage. Have fun, Liqour man!"
[Radio: (G) None] Liquor Man transmits, "WOOHOO!"
[Radio: (G) None] Liquor Man can be heard scampering away. Sort of.
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Will be doing more of these.
