Luke McAwesome

JD, that was classic. I shall remember this, though. I really don't know how to work off of all this, though. Um, this is just a plot filler, I guess... Underwater, the rest of them tested to make sure the breathing apparatus worked. So far, so good. thought Garviel. Oh... Great... thought Jack, moving his line of vision to Melody, who was watching him with wide eyes. She ran her right index finger across her neck, winked, and turned away. Aw naw... he thought. Now I'm going to be the target of all the revenge she can muster. Robert tried to say some words, to test if the equipment had headsets built in. "Hello?" he said. "Robert?" Melody answered. "Cool! These things have microphones built in! We gotta save a few of these..." "Yeah, yeah. Are we all on the same frequency?" She could hear Robert stifle a laugh. "Frequency? These things don't have frequencies. Everyone can hear us. Hey, Garviel, can you hear me?" "Yah! You?" Garviel responded. "Same," said Robert. "Jack, can you hear me?" Melody asked. "Yep." "Good... YOU LITTLE-" --- Meanwhile, aboveground... Chris and Joe fumbled with pieces of junk. Joe began laughing. "What is it now?" Chris asked, looking up. "You're really going to make a full sized-submarine out of this junk?" "Ah, but that's where you're wrong," said Chris. He grabbed some tubing. "I didn't say it was a full-sized submarine." Chris grabbed Rodriego and put him next to the tubing. He was measuring how long the tubing needed to be. He pulled out a pocket knife and started cutting. "You're making a ferret sized submarine?" Joe asked. Chris looked up again. "Yep," he winked, and resumed building.

I don't recall when I looked through the past games... But I guess there is a reason you have lived through 4 games, ya lousy cheater! I'm sure you're pushing Hinck's bad side. If he gets too mad, things could get nasty... It seems we're always on the same side. Let's hope we are in Infection... Or else. I'm like the Anakin Skywalker of Mafia Games! I turn on my master... and usually want to murder you all in a fit of rage. That's your response to everything when you lose. I think this game was rigged.

Let's hope you don't get crushed by delicious food again! It was such a waste of perfectly good turkey... Well, it appears that Quarry is going to have a tough time picking out who's who. A quick question; am I allowed to blackmail Shadows to blackmail you into blackmailing me into getting blackmailed by a scum?

There's room! Yay! We so far have an awesome group together here! All we need is Hinckley, and Shadows, and we'll be guranteed a good game.

If you really want to know, look through the first two pages.

Ah, give YG a break. I think he's learned from Noir. Look, just don't be reckless, act like me. It seems I'm just luckynaturally good pretty good at winning Mafia games. Maybe it's my characters... First, I'm a devilishly handsome hitman, then I'm a phsyco maid... What next? A brilliant, yet wimpy, scientist with the ability to slap people like an angry monkey?

Let's hope you don't get crushed by a chandelier the role of Peter again, because I will seek out undying revenge, you heart-breaker.... Kidding, kidding. You're still the one and only Petey.

Actually, I've mentioned you plenty of times. I don't think that means anything, especially coming from the new guy...

Sign me up, Quarry! This sounds like fun!

Haha, thanks! I also managed to find this cute little picture on Google images yesterday. It's the studio where they filmed the cliff scene! IMO, this is just plain cool! Not to mention you can just see the little SUV in the back...

Thanks! And I'll go over and respond to what you've said... Believe it or not, this miffed me as well. If an SUV has larger wheels than an RV, something's wacky. But I could've designed the car with the smaller wheels instead, but it would've looked ridiculous. I could've also with bigger wheels, but the only bigger size I have would be the old "Jack Stone" wheels and tires. There wouldn't have been as much room inside if I added those clunkers. But the real vehicle has wheels just about the same size as the wheels currently on the RV. See what I mean? They're really small compared to the vehicle. I'll have to admit, you've got me here. I was working last night on a (failed) accordion connector, and since I had to redo the back of the RV and the front of the trailer, I figured "Why not fix up the camo a little bit?" I'll post some pictures of it when I think I've got the design fixed.

Very nice MOC, michaelozzie! Nice parts usage, nice colors, and an excellent figure choice! I also noticed he's riding in a coffin. Is this a bad sign?

I made two BrickLink orders(Again! ) last night, for more parts for my RV, rope for an upcoming diorama, and some minifigure parts.

If you haven't noticed, I'm standing right here. I refuse to argue further with someone who keeps lying! So don't bother asking me.

Thanks! Everyone seems to be having a debate over the bunkbeds! Some people like it, some don't. But that's like every MOC, eh? Thanks for all the feedback, everyone.

In your own game again, hmm? "Come on, everyone, we need to go!" Jack yelled to the group. Melody walked out of the bushes holding Rodriego in one hand and the ripped up jacket in the other. "CC! Come get your rat!" "He's a ferret!" "I don't care! Just get him!" Chris stumbled over to her and grabbed Rodriego gently. "Are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine, a little cut up, b-" "Not you, I mean Rodriego!" Melody looked appaled, dropped the jacket, and hurried off towards Mark and Garviel, who were cleaning up. "Good boy! Yes, that's a very good ferret! Wuzzy! Wuzzy!" Chris grinned at Rodriego, who then scurried off to his backpack. --- "Garviel, hurry up! This train is leaving right now, whether you're on it or not!" Joe yelled back. "Coming!" Garviel called after them. --- The group began making their way along the cliffside. Mark got up next to Joe. "You know, you seem pretty intelligent, but why'd you bother joining us?" "You people seem somewhat trustworthy, and I have nowhere left to go. If I can find a new home, even if it's constantly moving, I'm happy," Joe replied. "Huh. That's a nice thing to say," said Mark, who smiled at him, then he rubbed his eyes, and yawned.

Today I picked up the new BBQ Stand and Tow Truck at Wal-Mart! I'm very pleased, and my LEGO withdrawl is fixed.

It seems you've left out a lot, Madame. You have been poisoning Thomas' tea. And you've knocked out quite a few people in the past few days. She was the frying pan wahcker the night Rex died, and if I recall, she wanted me to help her set-up Thomas. And for some reason I actually helped her confuse Sgt. Johnson when he questioned me about her tea! And I lied! I'm a dirty liar and I admit it! I've been trying to fool you all but now I realize I'm the one being fooled! She's pulling my strings! Also, as I look back through the potatoes you've thrown at me, I also think you killed Jimmy. Who are you going to believe? Me, or the woman who's been trying to confuse you this whole time! She's a liar! I admit, I've had a rough past, but I am most certainly not a bad person! I swear, she's lying!She's going to keep hurting us and telling us lies!

Aw, sorry to hear that, Oky. But I hope you'll have fun doing all your new stuff! And Clone Conflict sounds fun, as well. But I don't have an army, sooo...

That's one thing I guess I can agree with... Backstabber? Don't forget that I know quite a lot about you, Madame. If you really do know anything that I told you that wasn't a lie, and you spill it, I'll tell them what you've been up to, lately, so they'll know who to get rid of next. So you might want to be a be a bit more careful with where you tread and how far you go.

CC kept working and Joe kept watching. A loud "OUCH!" can be heard in the distance. "What was tha-?" Joe began, but CC immediately interupted him. "Whatever it is, it's best we don't get involved," CC said, not looking up from what he was doing. Rodriego came running back with Melody's jacket dragging behind him as he bit into the sleeve. "Stupid little rat! Come back here!" she shouted running out in her blood-stained white t-shirt. "He's not a rat, he's a ferret, and you better not lay a hand on him," said CC, still not looking up from the suit. Rodriego ran into some bushes, taking the jacket with him. "Your ra-excuse me, ferret, stole my jacket!" "I don't really care right now, Mel. I've got work to do, plus, you can always get a new one," said CC, finally giving her the satisfaction of looking up, noticing the stained shirt. "Our clothes could all use a wash, I guess. Maybe if we ever get to that base Bob and Zach are at they'll have some washing machines, and maybe even some stain remover," he said, laughing. She stared at him blankly. "What?" CC asked, still grinning. "You're not worried about Zach?" she asked. "No, I'm sure he's fine. I've been around him a lot longer than you, and you can get to know him pretty personally if you just ask. It takes a lot of pain to get to him," said CC. "Yeah..." she said, staring at her shoes. "You mind? You're blocking the last of the sunlight," said Joe. "Huh? Oh, yeah, sorry," she said, and walked off again. --- "Darn it, YG-49, you almost got me killed!" Mark said, and turned YG-49 on. The robot sat up, and lights turned on all over the mechanical body. "You're just lucky that you didn't finish that sentence," Mark told the robot, winking.

Yes, thank you Mr. State-the-obvious. Me either. Hand it over sister, to either me or Amelia. We seem to be the only ones that are responsible in any way.

"I can try, no promises, but I'm known as the team equipment expert and, as Mel would call me, a techno-wizard," said CC. "Great! Come, let's go talk about technology and how it's a wonderful thing!" Joe led him off a few feet away. --- Melody sat down next to Garviel. "Hey, what'cha doing?" "Nothing, same thing as the last time you asked. And the time before that. And the time before that," he smirked. "Gee, well, excuse me for being bored," she said, as she stood up and walked towards CC and Joe. "What are you two doing?" she asked. "I'm trying to see if I can fix Joe's suit... And I think it's going well," he said, with a big smile. "Awesome, so what's wrong with it?" she asked Joe. "Well, it got pretty smashed a while back... I figured I'd take advantage of my chance here to get it fixed by another "techy"," he said. "Interesting... sounds like we've all had our misadventures, hmm?" she asked. "Well, I'll leave you two to your technology-business. I'd help if I had the knowledge, but I guess I'm not that kind of girl." And with that, she stalked off to go annoy someone else. "Erm... she is...?" "Crazy... I mean Melody! Her name's Melody..." said CC. "Ah... Uh-huh. I see what you mean about the 'crazy' part." --- "MARK! GET OVER HERE!" "What now, Garviel?" he said, rolling his eyes as he walked over to him. "Wha-Wha-What is this oil can doing in MY bag?!" Mark paused for a second. "What?" he asked, and then it hit him. "YG-49!" "Yes, Mr. Nickstill." YG-49 toned as he suddenly appeared at Mark's side. "Why did you put you're oil can in Garviel's bag?" "Because you told me to put it ther-" Mark quickly turned off YG-49 and grinned guiltily. "Eh-heh-heh, uh, you know robots, always saying the craziest things..." "Uh-huh," said Garviel.

Happy birthday, Peppermint! It's not your birthday here in America, but I thought I should still say it. Here's to hoping you get lots of LEGO and have lots of fun!

Amelia, I trust you, so I'd like to go with Amelia down to the basement.