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/Me starts to hear voices in head and runs in circles./

See sig..

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I don't feel like turning into a zombie or a ghost when I die. I wonder if I can turn into a fossil. Maybe if I lie down in some lava I might become petrified when the lava solidifies?

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It's a special Narf power.

Along with coming back to life from ashes if soaked (Dehydrated Narf - Just add water), getting stronger from eating cheese and growing to eight feet tall.

As well as cartoon properties.

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.....No Kamog, you would turn into a hollow area inside the lava. The silhouets of the victims of Pompeii are plaster casts of the hollow areas where people died.

Strategia is cloned by his fleet, and his memories reinstated as he always has a permanent link to a secure memory bank.

"Sooo..... Narf turned me into a zombie, Ashton blasted my stomach out and Kerensky annihilated me with antimatter? CHARGE UP THE PLASMA LAUNCHERS!!!!!"

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The mystical device in another universe reinstates Ashton's molucules to the instant before the antimatter device went off.

I only blew a hole in you because you were a zombie...

Ashton dumps water on Narf's remains, with the hammer on top.

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"Doesn't matter. I'm still pissed off."

The plasma launchers open fire. The burning red teardrops come screaming down, searing a path clear through the atmosphere. The first plasma bomb hits Ashton squarely on the head. The plasma explosion instantly vaporizes the little freak, sending him to the land of the dead again in endless agony. The rest of the plasma bombs sear the Narf remains so well, that it is simply a pile of random matter, not the remains of anything. Narf is no more (but is sure to come back).

"Comms officer..... open a channel to the Dimensions of Death."

From the blank screen, Ashton can be heard, screaming in agony.....

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Actually I would be singing Hallaluah...

Ashton pops back again from his Clone-a-matic machine. He dumps water on Narf's random matter, to bring it back.

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You're in a hell-like place of emptiness and agony. You wouldn't be singing Halleluah.

Narf's random matter is now just a lifeless pile of random matter, no longer Narf's pile of random matter. It is lifeless, and the only way to get the mouse back is by fetching him from another dimension.

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*/me tiptoes to "another dimension" and grabs Narf by the ear and yanks him thru the transdimensional transmogrifier.

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Thank you. Narf will thank you. Now then...

Ashton launches a guided cream-puff towards StrategiaInUltima.