I thank you for the compliment, Mr Sham-of-the-rocks. Likewise, I hope sir is happy with the party, does sir desire anything? Some tea, perchance? Maybe a slice of the delicious cuisine some call ''pumpkin pie?''
Ah, yes, a slice of scrumptious pumpkin pie would be lovely - hot, served with ice scream.
Errr, yes, whatever sir wishes. *brings you a tiny bowl of pumpkin pie* Here you go, sir Shamrock. *Dumps a spoonful of iced cream on top of the pie*
{OOC:}And there were some scheduling issues, I was asked to come in at 9 AM Sunday morning, but the paper schedule gave someone else that shift. So I have to call and ask tomorrow.
*The treacle is also infected with , and tries to convinve them it is their friend*
*This just makes it malfunction more and it starts shooting larger bits of metal at them*
*Of the cannons blows up the radio in Flame's mech*
{Spoiler}{OOC (I really hope this actually works this time; it's rather annoying when it just says "spoiler tag" instead of displaying a normal jammer.... )} Oh dear. I hope you manage to sort it out without too much confusion and inconvenience.
Okay, so now the sheep are correct in it being evil. *The sheep are spooked by the talking treacle*
*some of the mechs start launching flaming coal blocks at the robot*
*Flame doesn't like this song at all anymore*
*pew pew pew pew pew pew pew pew pew pew pew*
(maybe we should stop with the pews, it's getting kinda spammy now )
{OOC: (yeah, I'm not sure why it keeps doing that )} It was alright, the only inconvenience was getting only 5 hours of sleep. But that was kinda my fault.
*watches the pigeon deliver the cookie and spots you stuck to the wall* Hannah?! How did you end up... *decides not to question this for now and gives the pigeon a bottle of water to bring to you as well, which would hopefully wash away some of the treacle and unstick you*
Well, Sham was fighting a -ified clone of himself when a resulting explosion launched me to this wall. I don't know what happened to the two of them.
*the water helps enough so I can use my sword to start exploding the treacle*
Hold on, so you're saying a might be in the party right now? 0_0
Thanks for protecting the cookies! I see there's quite a variety of projectiles being launched around here... (Indeed. *throws some less chaotic orange and black confetti* )
I could never let such delicious cookies go to waste. Yes, such is the way of MB parties...this one is still quite quiet by comparison to some of the others I've attended.
(*Also throws confetti in the air; it is caught in the explosion from the and catches fire* *
I remember how wild they would get on the original MBs with a lot more people... Those were good times. (*tries to avoid the flaming confetti as it starts falling back down* )
I'll take the fire-breathing dragon, please. 
is revealing its true nature. o_o 
with an evil plan in mind.
Likewise, I hope sir is happy with the party, does sir desire anything? Some tea, perchance? Maybe a slice of the delicious cuisine some call ''pumpkin pie?'' 
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Goodbye LMBs...
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and catches fire* 
