LittleWaySoul Posted June 25, 2013 Share Posted June 25, 2013 SUDDENLY, a perky brown-haired young girl popped out of the bushes! "Hey Byz!" she said. "Who are you?" the Bandit wondered aloud. "I'm Mary's Maiden, of course! This is my alias, Lily Soul! [an attempt to mimic my screen name] This is how I look to the majority of people on the planet. I suppose I should have shown you what I look like outside of our heresy-fighting jaunts from all those years ago." She shrugged. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dr. Bombay Posted June 25, 2013 Share Posted June 25, 2013 I am (barely) post-adolescent, thank you very much. :| Compared to an Illuminati Pony, perhaps. Compared to a normal human, you are totally adolescent. QED As Dr. Bombay pwnd Nihil, the blonde fell even more in love with him. Females were powerless in the face of the good doctor's charm and mystique. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Byzantine Posted June 26, 2013 Author Share Posted June 26, 2013 (edited) Meanwhile, the Bandit was kind of curious as to how Double M had found him... and why. They had parted ways a very long time ago. He remembered leaving her and the Roman Rampager, and not a day had gone by when he didn't miss them. But he had had to leave, for their good as much as his. He'd made them promise not to look for him, unless... Looking in her eyes, he knew one of his worst fears was true. Leading her back into the house, he hit the button to raise the alarm. Edited June 26, 2013 by Byzantine Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dr. Bombay Posted June 27, 2013 Share Posted June 27, 2013 And the hounds were released. The ponies and adolescent males scattered like a French cavalry retreating before....well, anyone. Later, at the Hall of Justice.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nihil Obstat Posted June 27, 2013 Share Posted June 27, 2013 And the hounds were released. The ponies and adolescent males scattered like a French cavalry retreating before....well, anyone. Later, at the Hall of Justice.... Later, at the Hall of Justice, Bambi relaxed in his pink tiger-striped tank, smoking a cigar and reflecting on life's simple pleasures, such as pink tiger-striped tanks, cigars, whisky, and kpop. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Not The Philosopher Posted June 27, 2013 Share Posted June 27, 2013 Lord NTP, a haughty and arrogant aristocrat who fancied himself a private detective, casually sauntered over to comment on Bambi's cigar. He suspected that it might be the same brand whose ashes he had found at the scene of the murder of the Ambassador of Ruritania. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dr. Bombay Posted June 28, 2013 Share Posted June 28, 2013 Bambi threw pony excrement at Lord NTP and Nihil for calling him Bambi. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nihil Obstat Posted June 28, 2013 Share Posted June 28, 2013 But since Bambi was sitting in his pink tiger-striped tank, it just splattered all over the place inside the cockpit and got all over his cigar. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dr. Bombay Posted June 28, 2013 Share Posted June 28, 2013 "I'm sorry," Nihil stammered. "You'll have to forgive me. I'm quite drunk at the moment. The preceding sentence made absolutely no sense and I'm sorry I uttered it." He then bent over and vomited copiously on his cheap shoes. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nihil Obstat Posted June 28, 2013 Share Posted June 28, 2013 Well that suddenly got really meta. :| Bambi, puffing thoughtfully on his cigar, contemplated the boundless joy that is the Magic of Friendship. Karl Rahner would have been so proud. Smoking half his cigar in one giant puff, Bambi started the engine of his pink tiger-striped tank and turned towards the city. Today was the day he would make history. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dr. Bombay Posted June 28, 2013 Share Posted June 28, 2013 As the tank rumbled toward the city, intermittently crushing various multi-colored ponies firmly under the treads of his magnificent tank, Bombay sighed contentedly. "It is indeed a good day for ponies to die!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nihil Obstat Posted June 28, 2013 Share Posted June 28, 2013 No sooner had the words left his mouth than a shaft of light appeared from the heavens, from whence came the blessed St. Michael the Archangel who spoke with a voice more strident than the purest bell, and more powerful than the strongest wave. He said to Bambi: "Peace be upon thee, good and faithful servant of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. Yet all is not well, for in your ignorance you oppress the creatures of God. Understandeth thee not that Friendship is Magic and ponies are most favoured among all the beasts? Embrace thy equine brethren, and enjoy the close friendship of God. Through our Lord Jesus Christm Who with Him liveth and reigneth in the unity of the Holy Ghost, world without end, Amen." Saying thus, the saintly Michael departed, and in awe Bambi kept those words in his heart. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dr. Bombay Posted June 28, 2013 Share Posted June 28, 2013 Until he realized that St. Michael spake liketh the King James bible. Anyone who spake liketh a bible written by a prot homosexual could noteth be frometh God. QEDeth Thus Bombay continued his pony crushing apace as he drew nearer the city. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AnneLine Posted June 28, 2013 Share Posted June 28, 2013 Suddenly a great pile of dUSt appeared.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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