The Energon Pub

[Wheelimus Prime]

really?

Damn you Scubba Steve!

[Psycho Warrior]

*PW sees a cockroach on his desk and tries to kill it with a hammer*

*cockroach is unharmed but there's a hole in the desk. PW continues to hammer his desk into oblivion but the cockroach escapes unharmed*

... well my desk is broken through no fault of my own. Time to go steal- I mean barrow a new desk.

[Wheelimus Prime]

Uh, i believe Locust's desk is in the corner on the opposite side of the Office. you know, that section that is supposedly haunted by zombies and other good stuff.

[Moonshatter]

WellI'm hoping they'll be too busy with this new stuff going on to notice little ol' me gave them a form that's so full of white-out I"m surprised the pages didn't stick together o.0 (please don't ask)

[Wheelimus Prime]

look, we know that your zombie army may have discovered reproduction, but that doesn't mean you can just white out your mistakes on the paper instead of printing a fresh one.

you pervert

[Shadowman]

look, we know that your zombie army may have discovered reproduction, but that doesn't mean you can just white out your mistakes on the paper instead of printing a fresh one.

you pervert

Zombies breeding? That's extremely non-threatening. They'd either be too busy doing the deed, or hampered by the actual pregnancy to notice I'm shooting them in the head. You see, they are zombies, thus, I must shoot them in the head. That is the circle of life.

[Psycho Warrior]

look, we know that your zombie army may have discovered reproduction, but that doesn't mean you can just white out your mistakes on the paper instead of printing a fresh one.

you pervert

Zombies breeding? That's extremely non-threatening. They'd either be too busy doing the deed, or hampered by the actual pregnancy to notice I'm shooting them in the head. You see, they are zombies, thus, I must shoot them in the head. That is the circle of life.

or is it the circle of death? You are bitten, die, zombify, then re-die from cranial explosion.

[Moonshatter]

look, we know that your zombie army may have discovered reproduction, but that doesn't mean you can just white out your mistakes on the paper instead of printing a fresh one.

you pervert

Not what I meant...Bad Wheelie (I'm putting that quote in my sig, hope you don't mind...BTW, that's zombie BUNNY army,and I don't mean zombiebunny, those are two different entities altogether...and I have yet to get them to not eat their young )

Anyways, those government bastards decided to go ahead and take out that supposed cash I owe them, the dicks...How the hell can I owe anyone any money if I hadn't even asked for the damn raise to begin with? Stupid Social Security, they didn't even bother to really get me that damn money THEY owe me from when that asswipe committed fraud and took the first couple of checks, including the one with the backpay, but they'll happily find some way to buttscrew you into getting whatever other money they can get their greedy ink-stained hands on, go figure

Sorry about my rant, but that's how I feel...Anyways, as to Psycho Warrior's question...You actually have a point there, but I wonder if even with their being killed twice, couldn't they be brought back as wraiths or ghouls or something? Just curious o.0

[SoundMaster1]

look, we know that your zombie army may have discovered reproduction, but that doesn't mean you can just white out your mistakes on the paper instead of printing a fresh one.

you pervert

Not what I meant...Bad Wheelie (I'm putting that quote in my sig, hope you don't mind...BTW, that's zombie BUNNY army,and I don't mean zombiebunny, those are two different entities altogether...and I have yet to get them to not eat their young )

Anyways, those government bastards decided to go ahead and take out that supposed cash I owe them, the dicks...How the hell can I owe anyone any money if I hadn't even asked for the damn raise to begin with? Stupid Social Security, they didn't even bother to really get me that damn money THEY owe me from when that asswipe committed fraud and took the first couple of checks, including the one with the backpay, but they'll happily find some way to buttscrew you into getting whatever other money they can get their greedy ink-stained hands on, go figure

Sorry about my rant, but that's how I feel...Anyways, as to Psycho Warrior's question...You actually have a point there, but I wonder if even with their being killed twice, couldn't they be brought back as wraiths or ghouls or something? Just curious o.0

Maybe...But by that time we'll have stored up enough weapons to take down either a major third-world country or a minor democratic union, depends on how we feel.

[The Happy Locust]

*Looking frazzled, disheveled, and other 3-syllable synonyms for tired & dirty, Locust exits his office for the first time in months*

Just taking a breather.

*After loudly passing gas, Locust re-enters his office, the door of which vanishes into nothingness*

[Exdominus]

Damn it has been awhile damnn *looks at the rubble of his lab* screw it

[Psycho Warrior]

*Looking frazzled, disheveled, and other 3-syllable synonyms for tired & dirty, Locust exits his office for the first time in months*

Just taking a breather.

*After loudly passing gas, Locust re-enters his office, the door of which vanishes into nothingness*

Darn, I left my coffee coupons in there.

[SoundMaster1]

*Looking frazzled, disheveled, and other 3-syllable synonyms for tired & dirty, Locust exits his office for the first time in months*

Just taking a breather.

*After loudly passing gas, Locust re-enters his office, the door of which vanishes into nothingness*

Darn, I left my coffee coupons in there.

Oh, don't worry. They made a nice bonfire to warm me these cold nights, if you'd call 'em that. All that happens is that the sun disappears, but that might be because i painted the moon black. Oops...

[Psycho Warrior]

My toes are cold.

[The Happy Locust]

My toes are cold.

*Locust gets an idea.*

I have an idea.

*Locust creeps up behind PW with a match and some gasoline.*

This will get'em.

*applies the gas and lights it before creeping away.*

Hot foot time.

*Locust smells smoke and looks down to find his own foot on fire.*

Whoops... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!

[Wheelimus Prime]

*walks in*

is, is that my desk? *sits down on old preschool chair*

ah, the memories *slams through a wall*

I thought we signed a pact, Wall Gnomes

[SoundMaster1]

*walks in*

is, is that my desk? *sits down on old preschool chair*

ah, the memories *slams through a wall*

I thought we signed a pact, Wall Gnomes

Didn't you know? Wall Gnome pacts end the next year! Silly Wheelimus...

[Wheelimus Prime]

those gnomes and their crafty ways...

I declare war on the---*slams through other wall*

[The Happy Locust]

*bored, Locust takes a look around his office*

Hey, I just realized I still have an NES hooked up. Powering up... blue screen... blue screen...

*blows in the cartridge*

That should get things going.

*plain-clothes officers appear and tackle Locust, rescuing the cartridge.*

Cop: You've just been caught by our 23 year sting operation started by a possibly prank phone call about you inapropriately blowing on cartridges. You're going to jail for laws that have been considered archaic for over a decade.

[Psycho Warrior]

*walks in*

is, is that my desk? *sits down on old preschool chair*

ah, the memories *slams through a wall*

I thought we signed a pact, Wall Gnomes

foolish fool, the only gnomes we have here are the couch gnomes.

.. *pats pocket*

Those bastards took my wallet!

[Wheelimus Prime]

*WP dons his battle armor, which consists of 14 used match-sticks, two post it notes, and a banana peel*

Show yourselves gnomes!

*millions of 1-year-olds come out seemingly every hiding space in the office*

uh, i should have thought this out more...

[Psycho Warrior]

*WP dons his battle armor, which consists of 14 used match-sticks, two post it notes, and a banana peel*

Show yourselves gnomes!

*millions of 1-year-olds come out seemingly every hiding space in the office*

uh, i should have thought this out more...

Dude they're 1 year olds. Show some pride for once in your life and take them out.

I'll be over here.

...

Behind the blast shield. Safe.

[SoundMaster1]

*WP dons his battle armor, which consists of 14 used match-sticks, two post it notes, and a banana peel*

Show yourselves gnomes!

*millions of 1-year-olds come out seemingly every hiding space in the office*

uh, i should have thought this out more...

Dude they're 1 year olds. Show some pride for once in your life and take them out.

I'll be over here.

...

Behind the blast shield. Safe.

We have a blast shield?!?! Why did no one tell me of this?

[Psycho Warrior]

Because captain obvious you ain't.

[SoundMaster1]

Because captain obvious you ain't.

no, I'm...CAPTAIN FALCON!! *facon punches pw in face*