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Post by nwakeman on Jul 25, 2005 15:18:22 GMT -4
Alex: Don't ask. I just like to say it.
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Post by Champ on Jul 26, 2005 1:56:50 GMT -4
Champ:okay
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Post by nwakeman on Jul 26, 2005 13:43:51 GMT -4
Alex: Anyways, there's only one person who can help me with this, and the entire Wakeman family hates him and so do I: Phinneas Maug.(shudders)
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Post by Champ on Jul 26, 2005 15:09:20 GMT -4
Champ:NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
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Post by nwakeman on Jul 26, 2005 15:55:15 GMT -4
Alex: He'll never let me use his research! It's hopeless, utterly, utterly HOPELESS!!!
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Post by ultramattdroid on Jul 26, 2005 16:38:42 GMT -4
*Martians head up to Sheldon's house.*
(someone has to play Sheldon)
(As for you Nwakeman, I will not hurt you. I am a nice guy.)
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Post by nwakeman on Jul 26, 2005 21:17:22 GMT -4
(Thank you!! I'll play Sheldon!) Sheldon:(sees aliens heading up to his house) Oh! Gratu verada niktoh! Alex:(yelling, running after aliens) SHELDON! THOSE AREN'T FRIENDLY!!! THEY'RE VERY HOSTILE!
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Post by Champ on Jul 26, 2005 22:06:04 GMT -4
Champ:i'm thinking first casualty
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Post by nwakeman on Jul 26, 2005 23:02:51 GMT -4
Alex: Not on my watch! May I borrow this?(takes laser sword from Champ) Thanks!(slashes monsters' heads off) Are you okay Sheldon? Sheldon:(talks in jibberish) Alex: Oh dear, he's in shock.
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Post by Champ on Jul 27, 2005 1:01:57 GMT -4
Champ:just knock him out, he's getting around to talking about the N360, WTF?
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Post by ultramattdroid on Jul 27, 2005 1:54:19 GMT -4
*Martians do what it takes to stop Champ*
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Post by nwakeman on Jul 27, 2005 8:39:03 GMT -4
Alex: Champ! Catch!(tosses laser sword to champ) I'll take care of this dummy.(Sheldon is still talking in jibberish. Alex slaps him across the face) Sheldon:(becoming more alert)Do it again!(Alex slaps him again) Thanks.
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Post by Champ on Jul 27, 2005 14:56:39 GMT -4
Champ fights martians Voice from nowhere:killing spree 8,000 points Champ:sheldon stop imiatating the video game guy Sheldon:sorry
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Post by nwakeman on Jul 27, 2005 15:13:17 GMT -4
(champ finishes off aliens) Alex: Guys we need to figure out their plans. We have no choice but to go see that four and a half foot tall headache Maug.(Rockets come out of her backpack a la Jimmy Neutron and she ascends about 4 feet into the air)Grab my ankles.
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Post by Champ on Jul 27, 2005 15:29:48 GMT -4
Champ:i'll just use the hoverboard(pops out of his shoes)lets go
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