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Post by G-Tech on Apr 4, 2012 18:54:20 GMT
So there is this huge hill. It has waterfalls, and caves, and a little castle on the top. Fluffy clouds float overhead. Songbirds sing in the pine trees that cling to its peak. An idyllic scene.
But what is this? The pristine vista is sullied by a garish red and black flag flying from the castle!
MY FLAG!
What are you gonna do about it punk!
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Post by The Ruescher Empire on Apr 4, 2012 18:55:55 GMT
I'm gonna walk up that hill and pledge my ever lasting allegiance.....
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Post by Letor on Apr 4, 2012 19:23:01 GMT
I will sneak up the hill and hiding behind on of the rocks jump out to take the flag at the time you and G-Tech are too drunk to run behind me and take the flag from me.
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Post by The Ruescher Empire on Apr 4, 2012 19:24:50 GMT
I will look at the flag leaving, then the bottle, and resume drinking  |
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Post by G-Tech on Apr 4, 2012 23:26:37 GMT
I will stagger drunkenly after the thief, trip, fall down the hill, and mistakenly let go of my beer bottle. The beer bottle flies through the air and strikes Letor in the back of the head, knocking him out cold.
I trudge over to the flag and pick it up and begin sobbing softly due to the lack of booze on the flag.
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Post by The Ruescher Empire on Apr 4, 2012 23:37:38 GMT
Noticing G-Tech starting to take action, I will quickly (and poorly) don my Meat Man Costume. Upon seeing a very blurry figure approaching the hill I deftly arm myself with twin rubber chickens and charge the blurry foe holding the flag. 2 feet from the villain I stumble and fall on top of the blurry figure known as G-Tech. Realizing my mistake but took drunk to get off of him, I deftly begin to eat pepperoni sticks from my utility belt.
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Post by G-Tech on Apr 5, 2012 0:20:42 GMT
Starting to sober up, I realize I am covered in a great meat costume... I shove it off of me and rip off part of the belt, swiping several links of sausage and a large slab of sliced salami. I wander back into the castle with the flag tucked absentmindedly under my arm and sit down at the table and proceed to make sandwiches with said salami. I chew on the sausage thoughtfully.
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Post by The Ruescher Empire on Apr 5, 2012 0:45:30 GMT
Watching the blur known as G-Tech take off the pants-supporting belt Meat Man began to panic, had his first homosexual rape encounter finally arrived? After several panicky moments Meat Man realized that G-Tech was just grabbing his sausage and eating it. After taking that in a horrible context he watched G-Tech leave the scene with his sausage. Meat Man despaired, his pants would not longer stay up. Meat Man also began to contemplate the fact that refering to himself in the third person is probably not a good sign. Also not a good sign is that I have dressed in my Meat Man costume. Also a bad sign, I am noticing bad signs, need more liquor....
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Post by G-Tech on Apr 5, 2012 1:18:24 GMT
Notices TRE shambling about outside the castle looking moaning "Booze.... booze... I need more.... booze..." I saunter over to the coffee pot and pour a pot of supernaturally strong coffee. The coffee attempts to escape from its cup and strangle me, but I beat it to death with my flag and it cools off slightly. I swill it then swallow the whole thing, scalding my throat but making me feel marginally human again.
I reach into the liquor cabinet and pull out some whiskey. I proceed to douse my sandwich in the elixir and then rip it in half and throw part of it to the sodden fellow moaning for drink outside me door. It lands on his chest with a wet alcoholic splat. With great relish I devour the other half and yawn contentedly.
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Post by Imperator Rex on Apr 5, 2012 1:30:02 GMT
What happened to the flag on the hill?
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Post by G-Tech on Apr 5, 2012 2:35:06 GMT
It's currently tucked under my arm and slightly coffee-stained. It's most recent use was bludgeoning my hot caffeinated beverage into submission.
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Post by Yávaros on Apr 14, 2012 22:57:18 GMT
Oh you guys ended this too quickly!
After G-Tech bludgeoned his beverage with the flag, Xanxabara walked by in her little black dress and high heels and distracted G-Tech who dropped what was left of his hot beverage in his lap as Xanxabara blew him a kiss. As G-Tech jumped up in pain, Yávaros came behind him grabbed the flag and ran off.
The flag is now flying proudly next to the Yávaro flag on Liberal Democrat Mountain! Now what?
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Post by Basileus Romanus on Apr 14, 2012 23:26:03 GMT
I I I I keep trying to climb up that nasty hill of liberalism but Xanxa keeps walking by me and lifting her dress up as she passes...and I don't think she's wearing anything under there either.
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Post by G-Tech on Apr 14, 2012 23:37:41 GMT
G-Tech pulls his jaw back off the floor after a flabbergasted moment of shock and pain both at the atrocious cut of Yavaros' dress and the pain of being assaulted by a steaming semi-subdued caffeinated drink. (This is due to the fact that he is happily in a committed relationship and thus immune to small skirts and high heels)
He then notices his conspicous lack of flaggage. Noticing the fleeing set of high heel prints he traces the thief to a Mountain with some unfortunately politicized name. He then proceeds to pull forth a magic wand from under his shaggy shock of hair and races up the mountain!
Once he reaches the summit G-Tech spots Yavaros striking heroic poses. He sneaks up behind her, waves his wand, and a snowman emerges from the mountaintop and shoves her down the slope. He then retrives the flag and snowboards back down the mountain on it.
G-Tech then returns to his castle and places it inside his vault. MY FLAG.
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Post by The Ruescher Empire on Apr 15, 2012 14:15:00 GMT
I sit quietly in the corner eating is booze soaked sandwich. This is better then I thought....
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