Zapper Brick

Sheldon and I are here. Wait, Sheldon, what's the red thing on your lapel?

When I'm finished tending to Sheldon, I'd like to take the tranquilizer, for safety.

Here, I'll get it.

Bounty Hunter: Could you fx your character's Bio? The song/poem/thing is OK, but it'd be nice to know something about your character.

*gasp* Jack! Argh!!! SOMEONE GET US OUUUTTT of here!

Slyvia! Hey, nerd! The guy who looks like a Quarry man (forgot name. ) get over here. You're fat enough to use as a cushin for Slyvia.

ImperialScouts wants YOU! To enlist. I'm in.

Bleh, double post... If JD is too tired of trying to control this dying lion, then I'll take over, if you want.

"Hah, they fell or the Holographic projectors." snorted X. The "dissapearing act" and the "bomb" were all holograms. "Yes, and now, we'll pursue them with a little invention of my own..." chuckled Adam evily. They were crouching near the cave, waiting for the helicopters carrying the World Leaders to depart. "We'll shadow them...quietly, with out them knowing." Adam said in a whisper. "I want to kill them!" snorted X. "No. You'll get your chance to gut Ben Tennat later." Adam said in a controling voice. X grunted a "yes" and they watched the helicopters disappear in to the distance.....

This game is too good to die! Hope you don't mind that I tryed to revive it.

REVIVE TIMEEEEE! Sam looked around. A new guy. Tennant. Hmph. Ben walked toward the cave. It had been a while since Ben's conquer of Assassin X, and Ben made sure X didn't escape. He didn't. He just lay there, still and unmoving. Ben walked into the cave. "Argh! Quit moving, we'll never get any sleep!" Sam said, grumbling. "Whatever." was Ben's only response, and finally, Ben drifted off to dreamland. Sam sighed, relieved, then himself went to sleep.... Elsewhere..... Adam moved quickly. Up the shore. Someone had already taken care of the guards. Wait, a robot? Lying near a cave? Adam kicked the robot. A whirring sound softly purred through the night as Assassin X opened his eyes, slowly. He saw Adam standing over him, and on reflex stop up his leg, hitting Adam where you would otherwise discover the groin. But not on Adam. Adam didn't even flinch as X's robotic foot shot between his legs. He grabbed X's foot, and swung him into the air. X bearly managed to catch himself, landing on his feet. He swung his fists at Adam's head. Adam grinned and shot forward with his own punch. X was knocked back, but was on his feet in seconds. "I like your style." said Adam with a hideous grin. "You....are after the World Leaders?" Adam said cooly. "....Maybe." X responded. He didn't trust Adam. "Well then, maybe we can...join forces?" replied Adam. X considered it. He could use an ally, if just a temporary one. "Very well." said X, suspition in his black, robotic eyes. "We'll kill them in the morning." Adam said, gesturing toward the cave. "NO! We'll take them now!" X both yelled and whispered, to keep the Leaders from hearing him. "I give the orders." Adam said sharply. X relaxed a bit. "Yes, sir." X said with some scoff in his voice....

Ok.... There's an evil cult here trying to ressurect the demons (Huh? If demons arn't alive, how do they die?) and take over the world blah blah. Seems typical. At least Siegfried (Strange, I saw a movie with you in it once. ) can talk.

Mr. Ghost? Damn, he can't hear me.

A ghost! *screams* Oh, wait, nothing to worry about. Hey there dude, I have some questions for you: 1. How did you die? 2. Are you trapped in an alternate demension? 3. Does the Red Moon have anything to do with your appearance? 4. What's the capital of Arizona?

Don't knock over the pillar! WHAT?!? A sh-shadow? HELP MEEEE!

What the heck is going on? You guys are too fast! A shark skeleton, or whatever, and a key? Oh, and I think DJ was possessing me.

ARGH! You idea steeler! Hmm...I'll think on this one..

Just send in all your DS's at once. I've done it before.

2 seconds late. Again.

Ok. Who'll adjuctae?

I'll throw out a challenge.

I won't call it horrible, but a bit of a let down.

I wet the bed once. I was three years old. So just call me Pee Pot.

I forgot the fact that, using Johnson What's-His-Face's urine can be used as car gasoline, therefore reducing our "Carbon Footprint." Way to go!

I find the scientific observation of John Wilodoughy (Don't ask me to spell that! ) wet pants fascinating.