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HEY MADE 1st Luie http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif [ March 11, 2003, 21:12: Message edited by: mottlee ] |
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conrgrats on your promotion Mottlee, Taz, filler up for the Mottlee, (put it on the Gryphin's Tab, since he's lurking around http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon7.gif )
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Aiiiiiiii, David Gervais, how is you sayin' man that me and d'at diamond geezer Ali G are da same bruvvers. Joorekon d'at I is the real leader of da Staines massive or summink. You dissin' me, I is da kat wi'd da big claws and am the envy of donkeys all rond da world
You is 2 bullets short of a gangsta rappa if dat is wat yew fink. Boyakashaaaaaaaa Aiiiiiii Respect |
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Gt, I was just check'n your pulse! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/image...s/rolleyes.gif
You are leagues above and beyond the likes of Ali G! In fact, in these woods you are positively legendary. When it comes to comic-relief you are heads and shoulders above the masses that frequent this establishment. (including myself!) Here's a nice pint of JD to settle your nerves and satisfy your pallet. Have a Great Day. Cheers! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif |
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Cheers David Gervais, a pint (even an American size one) of JD is welcome at any time.
Trouble is, I just dont know how I can drink it given that Dogscoff just killed me. Infact, how I am talking? shouldn't I have met that great skeleton in the robe with the scythe thingy? What's happening? Growltigga proceeds to walk around the cantina going "Wooooooooo" and "Wooooooooooo" |
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A rhythmic sound (schhhhhh, schhhhh, schhhhh) can be heard from the corner.
- Is it the beginning of a bad AliG rap tune/parody ? Nope, its just Primitive sharpening his skinning knife. If the cat is dead, I might as well save the skin. It will look great in front of the fireplace. Imagine: A nice fire, GTs fur, some good wine, soft music, a couple of Kylie-clones. Wonder if Gryphin will teach me the Gryphin position ? |
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*dogscoff grabs the mass of BA Baracas-style oversized gold jewelry hanging round GT/AG's neck and strangles him with it.
Strange, Gt. From my position all I saw was dogscoff pulling with all his might at your jewelry while pushing against your chest with his feet. You were laughing so hard at his feeble attempt to hurt you that he was having trouble holding on. At one point dogscoff was bouncing so hard I thought his head was about to pop off! Then you would have been 'laughing HIS head off!' LOL The idea of dogscoff trying to strangle you is hillarious. Your neck muscles are strong enough to withstand much more than dangling dogscoff! At best he might have scratched an itch! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif If you're going to pretend to be dead, might I suggest you duck under a large white sheet with a few Kylie clones! The sounds of that kind of action would be much more convincing. Not to mention the wild random movement of the sheets flaying about! You're too funny Gt! |
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So is Gt dead? Or unconscious from pressure on his nerve clusters? Or unaffected, yet waking from a bizarre dream resulting from overindulgence of malt beverages, brewed with a bad batch of "hip-hops"
??? http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/image...s/confused.gif 'scoff- thanks for the link, I will check 'em out at work today. http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon6.gif |
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DG makes a little whimpering noise and topples over, knocked out cold. Dogscoff uses a permanent marker to draw comedy moustaches etc all over the unconscious DG's face. |
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GT, want to be healed? I have the cure! Several, in fact.
Of course if you have just passed out, due to the lack of oxygen, I retract my offer! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif <font color=purple>mlmbd http://www.shrapnelgames.com//ubb/icons/icon6.gif http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/shock.gif </font> |
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"Wooooo Woooooo" I am a ghosty, you cant see me, "Wooooo Wooooooo"
Growltigga has a cunning plan, if he is going to be a ghost, he might as well be a ghost of Ali G "Aiiiiiiii Aiiiiiiiiiii I is de spooky gangsta spectre, aiiiii selectaaaaaaa boyakashaaaaaaa Respect for da Supernatural Massive Aiiiiiiii" [ March 12, 2003, 14:43: Message edited by: growltigger ] |
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GT, I am a Shaman. I not only can see you. I can talk to you and resurrect you, if I decide to. The Supernatural does not negatively effect me! And, if put a sheet on, everyone will be able to see you! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif
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The cantina goes quiet. A small troop of Gregorean monks shuffles in through the swing doors and proceeds to sing a paen to the glory of GT whilst he was alive.
The FBW's, all dressed in black leather catsuits and veils, are sobbing. Barry is howling outside the cantina, the Byzantine horde of mongooses is chittering in sadness, Abdul and the Berber horde are wailing and a gnashing their teeth. The cast of Friends have stopped acting like pillocks for once and are looking solemn. A priest turns up. "We are gathered here today to mourn the passing of one of the most dynamic, wonderful, caring and beautiful people ever to have graced this universe. Poor Growltigga was foully murdered by that wretch Dogscoff but fear ye not, although he is dead, has shuffled off this mortal coil, has passed away, has popped his clogs and has gone to ponder on the infinite, he will live long in our memories....." End funeral, a solicitor now turns up. "Ahem, time to read the will" |
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Holy Goodness! Are there any laws around here? That is two kills for Dogscoff, and no one batted an eye! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/shock.gif
I'm sure glad I'm already dead in the honorable manner of choking to death on my own vomit on the toilet due to a drug overdose. I hope Gt was nice enough to leave his pelt to Primitive. http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon12.gif http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/image...s/rolleyes.gif |
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..I slowly wake up with a raging headache... sso who wasth sthat sthat bonked me on my head? thay, waith a minuth sinth when do I thpeek withs a lissp? omg I hop thissh ishant permaneth,.. and my eyeth are crothed too! dogscoth you're lucky I'm sseeing ssthree of you righth now, when I figure witsh one ish the real you better hope thish lissp issn't permaneth!
http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/shock.gif btw: if you know what a frothen potato colliding wisth a coconut ssoundth like you have way thoo much thspare time on your handsth! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif [ March 12, 2003, 15:14: Message edited by: David E. Gervais ] |
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The 'Will'! This should be good! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif
David, nice mustache! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif <font color=purple>mlmbd http://www.shrapnelgames.com//ubb/icons/icon6.gif http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/shock.gif </font> |
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(I'm kinda curious to see Mottlee drink, after all we can SEE his, umm, inner self!) Drink up, Mottlee! ...Taz wanders over to near where THE BOSS is and whispers: Why don't you sit down over here awhile? Your starting to talk kinda scary, you know? And why are you going see-through? ...Taz urgently signals a few FBW's to help him relax... [ March 12, 2003, 17:15: Message edited by: Taz-in-Space ] |
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Question: Is it possible to carry out a conversation without the use of multiple sylable words?
For example... (to rewrite the above question!) Say What?: can a man take part in a trade of words the are made up of just one part? http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif |
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If I change "definitively" for "sure" it would be in your game. http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif |
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*The wind blows solemnly as the coffin of growltigga is taken out of the cantina, carried by the byzantine hordes, covered in a kingly tiger striped fur (hopefully not his own!) The Fbw's trail behind the coffin crying for their fallen master, not an ounce of flesh on show all hidden under black dresses, Mac is obviously more depressed as usual. Ragnarok contemplates life without the fear of the red hot poker cannon (which lays loaded and gliting in the cloud hidden sunlight on top of the coffin), Primitive is wondering whatever happened to Growltiggas pelt and Mlmbd is looking through a big book, probably for a curse to put on dogscoff. Barry howls every few minutes and RD stands there with a shovel (grave digging and filling in is just an occupation of mine) and wonders what the cantina will come to. Meanwhile dogscoff is drinking away his sorrows...*
*The Last thing dogscoff remembers, apart from the time he tried to teach that foreign FBW circle the wagon and ended up locked in the hallway with only a jesters hat from aparty festival to cover his manhood, is the whoosh of air and a metallic clang as he falls off the barstool.* "Thats for making me wear 80's spandex that time!" Notes Raging Deadstar and begins to walk away, maybe he should have been nicer to dogscoff, after all he did save RD from getting chased by Growltigga and placed himself top upon GT's List of those that have revenge coming to them list! But then again the cartoon violence will never be the same without his lordship! *RD buys an apple juice and puts a tip in the Growltigga memorial fund, before joining the party outside and waits in anticipation (mostly fear as well) of what GT's will, will bestow upon them* |
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The "man who give a sketch to all who ask" may have a drink on my tab. http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon6.gif |
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The Will! The Will! What is in that bLasted will?!? http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/image...s/confused.gif
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Click here to download clips of Ali G when he used to be funny. It has some of his best interviews, including his interview with Judge Pickles (a very old, very conservative old crumbly who is at the top of the legal profession here in the UK. "despite his name, he's a judge and not a DJ" )
Ali keeps asking him about the 5th amendment, no matter how often Judge Pickles explains that "it's an American thing." [ March 12, 2003, 12:40: Message edited by: dogscoff ] |
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The Old Geezer Mac is so over come with sorrow on the recent demise of GT, that words fail to find their way thru his anatamy and out his orface opening for sounds, (crying)
Poor Old GT, where oh where has his spirit gone? Is he in the here after chasing those Kyle Clones, imbibing upon the wonders of ancient elixers, sitting at roadside cafe's ooggling the bouncing babba loos as they pass by with their tight skimpy angel outfits,, OH WOE IS US, BOHOBOHOO (hysterical crying) what of my Last set of colostomy bags, who will I throw them at now, What will transpire upon this most illustrious of cantinas without the Furry Feline of Menace, the trickster of words, the galloping gourmet of cartoon violence? The voracious neptune of sleazy comebacks..... UGH.......... http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon9.gif Mac slouchs at his table overcome with grief, drowning his sorrow with pitchers of brewskis and chili side dishes.. letting loose the salute of essance that GT so loved to be around http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif a sadden and remorseful Mac |
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*Dogscoff mournfully watches the coffin pass, removing his hat in respect. Solemnly, he produces a frying pan from behind his back and spangs Raging Deadstar across the back of the head with it.
"It's what GT would have wanted." *snif* |
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"Ahem" says the solicitor, the cantina goes quiet as the senior partner from Robbem, Screwem & Scarper opens up the Last will and testament (in tiger stripes of course)..
"The late Mr Growltigga left a personal estate, following the payment of probate taxes and my fees, of 5,000,000 minerals. He also left various, ahem, personal items, as well as his half share in the Cantina. He also left an interesting and dare I say unusual array of bequests. Turning to the Cantina, This worthwhile (if slightly sordid and unpleasant) establishment has a book value of 20,000,000 minerals, but unfortunately, the outstanding bar tabs and health & safety fines are currently standing at 30,000,000 minerals, so the interest in the cantina is proprietory only. Mr Growltigga reqires that his share in the cantina be held in trust ad infinitum for the FBW's, the Byzantine Horde of Vicious Nasty Insane Killer Mongooses, Hiram Baraldo Methuselah III (apparently, a large dinosaur of the phylum Homocidus Bitus Rexus) and a Moroccan chap called Abdul and his, ahem, Berber horde, and descendants. With regard to his majority shareholding in Tigg-Scoff PLC, the late Mr Growltigga requires that his shares (and all income deriving therfrom) be held in trust for Gryphin, Mac, Taz, Saxon and Mephisto with the strick proviso, and I quote, "that that nasty two-faced vicious bastard Dogscoff doesn't ever getr his hands on them". Turning to the cash, Mr Growltigga has left 1,000,000 minerals to be spent on, and again I quote, "a bloody great big party where everybody get's drunk, get's naked and ends up lying in a great big pile". Turning to the personal bequests, Mr Growltigga leaves the following sums: To the FBW's, 500,000 minerals so that they can buy some new underwear To Ronald, chief of the Byzantine Killer Mongoose Horde, 500,000 minerals to give his boys a good time for being loyal, sadistic and evil minded buggers To Hiram Baraldo Methuselah III, 500,000 minerals so that he can buy all the accountants he wants to eat.. To Abdul and the berber horde, 500,000 minerals so that he can make sure that Rags get's the kicking he deserves for assaulting Abdul with a baguette. To Geoschmo, 100,000 minerals to keep PBW going as I am sure they will miss the great Kat's occassional contributions To Dogscoff, 100,000 minerals provided that he is only entitled to this money if he dresses up like Joey Tempest from Europe and sings The Final Countdown for the next 5 years. He also gets the large tub of Dogpoo out the back of the cantina To Taz, 100,000 minerals to buy doggy drops, dental cleaner and shampoo as a thank you for being a loyal barkeep, he also gets unlimited sampling rights for all beverages in the bar He is also required to terminate dogscoff with extreme prejudice To Gryphin, 100,000 minerals for being a great chap, a good business partner and the boston sex-fiend, he also gets Growltigga's collection of marital aids and all the Kylie and Shania clones he can handle He is also required to terminate dogscoff with extreme prejudice To Mac, 100,000 minerals for being a lovely old duffer, and in hope that he lives long enough to spend it. He also gets the Liz Hurley clone Growltigga was keeping upstairs He is also required to terminate dogscoff with extreme prejudice To Raging Deadstar, 100,000 minerals as he is a poor bugger from Cumbria who needs all the help he can get to sort out his inferiority complex. He also gets a vat of booze and all the feminine attention from the FBW's he can handle. He is also required to terminate dogscoff with extreme prejudice To Ragnarok, 100,000 minerals as well as a ding round the head fortnightly from Growltigga's favourite cricket bat. He also get's the red hot poker hand cannon on the strict proviso that he terminates dogscoff with extreme prejudice To David Gervais, 100,000 minerals for being an all round good chap, provided that he buys himself a toupe and drops the hawaiian shirts. He is also required to terminate dogscoff with extreme prejudice To Geoschmo, 100,000 minerals for always being a laugh, and for standing in for Growltigga when he needed a surrogate to control the Federation. He is also required to terminate dogscoff with extreme prejudice To Primitive, 100,000 minerals for being a worthy opponent, and frankly any musclebound oil smearing Norwegian nancy boy needs all the help he can get. He also gets Growltigga's collection of heavy weaponry. He is also required to terminate dogscoff with extreme prejudice To Saxon, 100,000 minerals for being a poor Canadian moose kisser who needs all the help he can get. He is also required to terminate dogscoff with extreme prejudice To Mephisto, 50,000 minerals for being Growltigga's favourite bratwurst munching Esel. He is also required to terminate dogscoff with extreme prejudice To Mlmbd, 50,000 minerals, provided he promises to spend it on a really hedonistic lifestlye. He is also required to terminate dogscoff with extreme prejudice To Puke, 50,000 minerals provided he promises to spend it on beer and women. He is also required to terminate dogscoff with extreme prejudice To Imperator Fyron, 50,000 minerals provided he uses it for physiatric help for his complex. He is also required to terminate dogscoff with extreme prejudice To Aloofi, 25,000 minerals to write the definitive work on the differences between Speed and Thrash metal. He is also required to terminate dogscoff with extreme prejudice To Stone Mill, 25,000 minerals to spend on loose food and greasy women, he also gets Growltigga's leather thong (the one's with the studs on the inside). He is also required to terminate dogscoff with extreme prejudice The residue of Growltigga's estate is to be used to hire the nastiest meanest most evil sadistic SOB you can find in order to terminate Dogscoff with extreme prejudice, or preferably a large axe. This is also subject to the express wish of the testator that Dogscoff's genitalia be removed as painfully as possible and used as a rugby ball in next years' Six Nations tournament This is the Last will and testament of Growltigga the Great.... Cue gregorian monks, sobbing and gnashing of teeth |
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..while dogscoff is hovering over the limp body of Raging Deadstar with a dented cast iron frying pan in his hand, I walk up behind him holding two massive gongs (one in each hand).. I swing my arms togeather and the gongs come crashing hard on either side of dogscoff's head..
Dogscoff's eyes cross as his whole body vibrates in tune with the resounding Gonnnnnnnng! that fills the cantina. Before Dogscoff can recover, a huge hulking brute grabes him by the ankle and turns his world upside down. (the hulking brute's name is 'Toupe',he is my new Body-Guard) and wouldn't you know it, all of my oversized XXXL Hawaiian shirts fit him like a 't' I ask Toupe if Dogscoff is heavy he says "Nah, he's mostly hot air!" to prove the point, he starts starts to flex his arm and the result has Dogscoff's head bouncing off the floor in a steady beat. "See Boss, as light as a feather." Dogscoff makes a vain attempt to wriggle free.. "Hey, Toupe! Can you show me what you meant when you said that you know how to use pressure points to inflict pain?".. "Sure, Boss.." Toupe proceeds to show me all the different 'sinsitive' pressure points and each time, Dogscoff's eyes bulge out in extreme agony, followed by the most horrific scream. "Toupe, when I hired you, you mentionned on your resume that you were really good at tearing people appart limb from limb, can you give me a demonstration?".. "No problem, Boss.." With apparent ease Toupe rips off Dogscoff's left arm.. Dogscoff screams, and then grits his teeth and says.. "ha! it's just a scratch!".. Then goes the right arm.. Dogscoff again shows remarkable stamina.. "It's just a flesh wound!".. Toupe next rips off the right leg.. Dogscoff manages a weak grin,.. "I wasn't using that leg anyway!"..Toupe, removes the left leg with little or no effort. "Look Boss, If we tossed him in watter we could call him 'Bob'!".. With a quick twist and a loud pop Dogscoff's head is removed from what is left of his body. "I guess he ran out of things to say eh? Boss!" Toupe tosses dogscoff's head into the fireplace along with the rest of his 'parts' "That was very impressive Toupe, You deserve a raise! Here, let me buy you a drink. What's your pleasure?" Topue leans over and whispers in my ear.. "I'd like a shirly temple with two olives please!" After seeing the display of Toupe's prowess I held my tongue and ordered his drink! Well, I wonder if this 'act' fulfills the terms of the will? Ah well time will tell! I hold up my glass and make a toast.. "Gt, The honor was mine to serve. Cheers!" [ March 13, 2003, 13:08: Message edited by: David E. Gervais ] |
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The floor shakes. The sound of rushing water can be distantly heard.
"Not again", everyone groans. "Someone call SMURF." Suddenly the roof is ripped off by a gigantic tentacle. Riain and Eoin, a pair of 400foot long genetically modified cybernetic giant battlesquid bodyguards, have arrived to avenge dogscoff. David Gervais hides behind toupe, crouching on the floor. He immediately wishes he hadn't as the bodyguard soils himself in fear. It's all immaterial anyway as Riain grabs the pair and squishes them together into some kind of puree. Eoin, following instructions left to cover these exaact circumstances, drops a gigantic jar, full to the brim of psychotic shrimp micro-ninja. The jar breaks, releasing thousands of the tiny warriors, each one only a few centimetres long but highly trained in the art of stealthy execution. Alone they are harmless, but a few dozen together are deadly. The squid join in the carnage, and before long the Cantina is awash with blood, no-one is spared in the invertabrate attack. By the time the Sea Monster Urban Response Force turn up to destroy the squids, not a soul is left alive. Only Barry, who had been out in the car park at the time, is left alive to mourn the dead and rummage through the steaming remains for any tasty leftovers... [ March 13, 2003, 13:15: Message edited by: dogscoff ] |
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"Just my luck" thinks dogscoff, as he floats about the ethereal realm. "Dead twice in two weeks. I have to say though, the afterlife does look surprisingly like a pub."
He moves toward the bar, and sees another figure there. It's GrowlTigga. "Hey 'scoff. You took your time." "Well, DG had a particularly extravagant death lined up for me. He should be along any minute now" The two pour themselves pints and drink in silence. Before long, a rather confused looking David Gervais arrives, mumbling something about having giant squid being 'unfair'. Taz is next, and takes up his position behind the bar. One by one, the rest of the Cantina's residents float into the heavenly hostelry, ordering drinks and chatting, eating tribble wings and spanging one another across the back of the head with frying pans... [ March 13, 2003, 13:27: Message edited by: dogscoff ] |
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The strategic defence satellite "Agamemnon" hovers in geosynchronous orbit over the Cantina.
Its highly powered computer brain notices that it hasn't received the signal from the "deadman" chip carried by Growltigga.... Processors signal the strategic battle computer. Thrusters align Agamemnon's missile tubes in the direction of the cantina. Targetting data flows into the guidance units of a couple of 20 megaton "Mean Mother" missiles... Agamemnon waits for the firing command from the good old President of the USA, George Wubbya, High priest of the Church of Latter Day Morons. He gives the order and the two missiles launch from their bays..... Countdown, T minus 20 seconds |
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Since a dead Elvis can't own property, the items in question goes to the Presley estate. The Heir to the estate is Lisa Marie. Because of a settlement clause in her divorce papers concerning future "earnings," she is required to distribute said items to her ex-partners: Nicholas cage now has 25,000 minerals. And Michael Jackson is now wearing GT's thong. http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/shock.gif Growltigger, that will was sensational. I was chuckling all the way to work. http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon7.gif |
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So... several hundred Posts after the device started ticking and the health inspectors arrived... the Cantina is finally gone. I guess we should lock down this thread and open up a "ghost cantina" thread while we decide how we're going to get back to the land of the living and where we're going to do our drinking once we get there.
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hmmm, this "Ghostly Cantina" is great! Everything is kind of transparent, even (or should I say especially) the clothes the Kylie clones are wearing! mmmmm!
The idea of a "Netherworld Cantina" is great! Cheers! P.S. I wouldn't lock down the thread, but perhaps a new name.. "Ye Ghostly Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong's Head Cantina - After Life" http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif [ March 13, 2003, 14:49: Message edited by: David E. Gervais ] |
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T minus 10 seconds, the two "Mean Mother" missiles lock onto their target and begin their terminal approach.
The wreckage of the cantina is lying quiet, Barry, showing remarkable forethought for a 12 ton lizard with the brain the size of a pea, or Primitive's lunchbox if you like, had retreated to the Tigg-Scoff PLC nuclear bunker and is currently hiding behind a chocolate vending machine 6 miles underground........ |
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*Rags walks around in the new ghostly Cantina wondering what happened. So since he is no officially dead he just recalls all memorys that he had while on the surface. Rags listens to the memory of GTs will once more and realizes that the Red Hot Poker Cannon is in his pocket he grabs it and hoist it in the air. I will use this to the best of my ability GT, I won't fail you now. Rags then turns around and sees GT staring at him laughing his butt off at him. Rags gets embarrassed and brings the RHPC back down to his side and walks to a empty table in the corner of the ghostly room. Rags awaits as the doom of the great Cantina is about to come to an end. It's been fun chaps. Rags states and the countdown reaches 10 seconds.
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*Raging Deadstar smiles as he gives the ghostly Fbw's the Last order of the day, hopefully having all the attention off the Fbw's will continue in the next cantina. Raging Deadstar smiles evily and decides to point out a legal mistake in GT's will...*
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"You know rags it seems fair after all, i get attention off the Fbw's and you get accused by one of my crimes, yes life (or death) is quite good, especially as you can't admister a good kicking in 10 seconds, so i suggest we call a truce old boy and let for beautiful revenge on dogscoff in the name of Growltigger the Great" *Lifts the now ghostly flaming bagguette in the air and points at the ghost of dogscoff, the deceased armies of abdul join them (under orders that they get raganarok, whom they think hit abdul, at the end of dogscoff's demise)* Shall we? http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif [ March 13, 2003, 19:10: Message edited by: Raging Deadstar ] |
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*RD is waiting on the battle front with his army while Rags is in the background collecting his Ping Winged Potato Pixie's and his Giant Battle Gopher army. Once Rags gets everyone in order he grabs the Red Hot Poker Cannon and swings it around his head in good old Knight fashion. Rags jumps onto the lead Giant Battle Gopher and yells: "AWAY WE GO!!!"* *Rags begins to charge at the unsuspecting Dogscoff and he swings the Red Hot Poker Cannon at Dogscoff only to come to remember that they are in a ghostly state. No harm can be done to each other up here. Rags ponders what to do for a minute and he discusses with RD a little big. Soon both men nod their heads in agreement and Rags runs over to mlmbd and whispers something in his ear. A smile comes across mlmbds face and he nods. mlmbd then hands Rags his "Resurrection for Dumbies - Part 4" book. Rags then begins to look through it and find out how to resurrect different ones.* *Once Rags figures it out he resurrections Dogscoff back to the Cantina and Dogscoff looks around the room in a hurry wondering what just happened to him. Rags back in the ghostly estate resurrects himself and appears right in front of Dogscoff in the Cantina. Rags goes and looks out the window only to see two missles heading straight for the Cantina. He thinks to himself that he needs to do this quickly. Rags finishes resurrecting the Pixie army and his Gopher battle group back to the Cantina. Rags looks as Dogscoff and says, "You vs. the rest of us. Not much of a chance you got here good ole buddy." Rags smiles evily as he orders the Pink Winged Potato Pixies to attack Dogscoff. They do just so and pretty soon they strip off Dogscoffs clothing. Rags smiles once more as he decided to play his Ace right away. Before he resurrected himself Rags resurrected Richard Simmons. Rags steps out of the way as RS is eagerly awaiting his chance to get his hands on Dogscoff. (Literally)* *Rags then orders his Gopher army to attack them both and they proceed to tear them to shreds. But Dogscoff is still alive. Rags thinks to himself that this man has some heart. Dogscoff manages to pull himself together. (Once again, literally) He stands up and Rags just stares at him. Rags then pulls out his Red Hot Poker Cannon and looks down and back up at Dogscoff, he then smiles a very evil smile once more. Rags begins to walk over to Dogscoff, he can see the fear in Dogscoffs eyes. He raises his arm with the RHPC and says: "This is for the great GT!" He then brings his arm down and presses the Red Hot Poker Cannon into Dogscoffs skin. Burning him beyond recongnision(sp). Rags puts away the RHPC and claps his hands together cleaning off the dust. Dogscoff is laying there barely alive when Rags realizes that the Cantina is about to go. He proceeds to pull out a needle and sticks it into his arm. Rags body collapses and Rags returns to the ghostly realm. Rags figured that this would be better then being blown to bits the way that Dogscoff is about to expierience.* *Rags walks over the RD and says, "It has been done." http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon7.gif |
Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
LOL that hurt! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon12.gif
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
:: Grabs, mac and saxon, steps through the escape hatch GrowlTigga had left exspressly for this purpose and steps into Earch, Circa 2003, Brighton, MA, City Side bar and Grill, orders up GTs favorite knowing he will be along shortly.
Orders a nutty brown ale, sits and waits to plan the next business venture :: |
Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
*Dogscoff lies broken on the cantina floor, staring death in the face for the third time that fortnight. The missiles screaming down through the stratosphere, and he watches them philosophically.
"Life sucks, then it's over" he muses. "And then it sucks all over again. And again." He decides he can at least get one more chuckle before being hideously exploded into bits. He reaches painfully into his back pocket and pulls out his "exorcism for dummies" book. He quickly steps to the appropriate page and performs the necessary rites. There is a horrific scream and a swirling vortex of wind and debris. He smiles, happy ikn the knowledge that Ragnarok has now been banished to eternal agony and damnation. |
Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
...psssssst Gt,.. down here,.. I wasn't sure if it's permitted to post a new message here, so I just edited this one to make contact! (Yes I know I'm a genius!) http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon12.gif
Is the Cantina oficially closed? or are you pulling our collective vorpal legs? http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon7.gif hmmm,.. I just had an idea, what if a new thread was started where no-one was allowed to post more than once. We would always edit the original post to place new Messages. It could prove interesting, then again it might just be the ultimate in chaos! LOL Sorry, I'm babbling again, well, what's up? Is it safe to post new Messages? And what about ordering drinks, I'm starting to get real thirsty! Cheers! [ March 14, 2003, 22:58: Message edited by: David E. Gervais ] |
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*dogscoff sneaks quietly toward the door...
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
Sob Sob Sob
The terrible tiger, the loveable lynx, the grim grimalkin, malicious mouser, cantankerous carnivore, sob sob sob.... is no more. No more blowing of the horn, no more mounting of hapless animals, no more cartoon violence, mo more red hot poker cannon, no more no more... sob sob sob And worst of all, buried by those Gregorian monks before the primitive one had a chance to skin him. What a terrible waste of a perfectly good hide. |
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mac sitting with Saxon, Gryphin and Memphisto at the City Side Bar and Grill, discussing the demise of the cantina and the ghostlyness of GT, orders brewski's all around and toasts the now begone Cantina.... while they wait for all the other members to arrive both in flesh and some in spirit.. eyes start to water, wind is broken in memory of the good times, what will be next.... who knows.......
But until Then http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif 100 bottles of Beer on the wall 100 bottles of beer if one should happen to fall 99 bottles of beer on the wall 99 bottles of beer........ tick, tick, tick |
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BOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!
The green and pleasant land surrounding the cantina is bLasted to atoms by the missiles..... The conflagration Lasts for hours, a firestorm sweeps its away across the cantina sterlising it to such an extent that even the health and safety inspectors would not find fault (well, maybe the radiation and the ash may cause some concern for the food licence). The fires subside, all is quiet. The ghostly shades of Gryphin and Growltigga materialise in the wreckage. A popping sound can be heard as Growltigga pulls out an ethereal bottle of Vive Cliquot Ponsardin from a mystic ice bucket. A ghostly tray of canapes appears in his hand. "Yup, done it again, second time around and the universe is ours (again). What d'ya reckon Gryph old boy, shall we retire from the restaurant and leisure business or do we fancy third time lucky?, I mean, the only survivors from this one is Barry and those reserve FBW's I hid in the Tigg-Scoff bunker"... Gryphin leans close and whispers in his ear |
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Striding forward with his steed, clad in his aminal skin loin cloth, Primitive surveys the desolate lands of a once familiar haunt. His woman, also dressed in a fur bikini, clutches his oiled chest as they ride.
It is all laid waste. http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon9.gif Just craggy rocks, sand, and a rushing tide against sedimentary shattered particles. Primitive grunts as he ponders. Amazing. No sign of civilization at all. http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/image...s/confused.gif Wait... He dismounts his horse. Something is peculiar. Around the bend of a jagged cliff, a meaningful form protrudes. Primitive staggers closer. His eyes buldge in disbelief and his teeth clench as he chokes. "Damn you... " Primitive falls to the ground. "YOU MANIACS-- YOU BLEW IT UP!" http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon8.gif "DAMN YOU-- DAMN YOU ALL TO HELL!" Wind coldly caresses Primitive's pained face as he looks on... the shattered remains of the Galactic Bar's Phong, buried ominously in the terrain. ... [ March 15, 2003, 00:17: Message edited by: Stone Mill ] |
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Ahh,
So thats what I was doing http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon12.gif I had this strange dream I was floating in the astral plane, not knowing up from down, life from death, my Kylie clone from my Naomi clone. Thank for putting it all straight http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif |
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Primitive,
This is for you, sorta a "big boom" present. http://www.windingstream.com/se/SePi...bsforpeace.jpg Steps close to GT, holds up my glass to classy ghost. To the non future. A great ending to a great thread. [ March 15, 2003, 00:41: Message edited by: Gryphin ] |
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