COMO!

[Michael Cline]

ESTAD!

[Vega Van Derveld]

Muy bien?!

[Michael Cline]

Bueno!

[Vega Van Derveld]

:D
Wrah! I'm on the villians list on the GJO website.
:smokin:

[Michael Cline]

Bah like I care.

::Smacks Veg for the sheer Heck of it::

[Vega Van Derveld]

:: Smacks Cline over the head with a ... ... ... er.... baseball bat ::

:D

[Michael Cline]

DAMN IT!

The baseball bat of death is mine and you know it!

::Grabs the bat and hits Vega in the face with it::

*THWAK!*

[Vega Van Derveld]

:: stumbles backwards, pulling the chainsaw of the darkside from his robes ::

Let us do battle.

:: cranks the rusty chainsaw ::

[Michael Cline]

en garde!

*THWAK!*

Battle over. :)

[Vega Van Derveld]

:: topples backwards to the floor, groaning ::

..... ow.

[Michael Cline]

:)

*THWAK! THWAK! THWAK! THWAK!*

::Walks away whistling leaving Vega a bloody pulp on the ground::

[Vega Van Derveld]

I... would.. have gotten away.... with it... if it wasn't... for you.. medling... je...d..i

:: faints ::

x_x

[Michael Cline]

::Walks back in::

You called me a Jedi.

*THWAK! THWAK! THWAK! THWAK! THWAK! THWAK! THWAK! THWAK!*

I'm a Rogue darkside user if you please.

[Vega Van Derveld]

:x

ow...crap..

[Michael Cline]

:evil:

Damn skippy.

[Vega Van Derveld]

:: Draws on his pain, sending Cline flying back across the... room? Getting to his feet he brushes himself off, a little woozy ::

I need.. to.. go buy some.. potatoes. That's right. Potatoes.

[Michael Cline]

::grins evilly and pulls out the potatoe launcher::

Why? I'll give you some spuds for free.

*THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!*

:Vega shoots to the other side of the room as a volley of projectile taters hit him in the gut::

[Vega Van Derveld]

:: Gets smuthered in smashed potatoes ::

:( oh dear.

[Michael Cline]

you know what...

Now you need butter!

::Motions as a crate of butter sticks falls from an overhead delivery jet crushing Vega underneath::

[Vega Van Derveld]

:: Groans as butter topples onto his head ::

frell.