HannahDash, hi! You probably don't remember me, but I just thought I'd burst out of nowhere to say it's good you see you around again and I hope you're doing well.
HannahDash , hi! You probably don't remember me, but I just thought I'd burst out of nowhere to say it's good you see you around again and I hope you're doing well.
*I blast the with my sword*
I do remember you! It's good to see you too. And I have been doing well.
{OOC: (Interestingly it seems to have not worked in my original post, but the version preserved in the quote chain looks right )} That can be a tad inconvenient at times. I hope you can rest more tonight/whenever the next night is in your timezone xD)
7 hours of sleep was a slight improvement. But then was another 8 hour shift. But I got through that and I'm not working at all tomorrow, so I'll get to sleep in.
*The -molasses give chase*
*The empty shell of the robot is picked up by some of the -molasses and used to create a walking -molasses-robot*
EDIT: I FOUND OUT WHY. Changing the font colour seems to make the jammers not work properly, so it should work fine as long as I remember to only make the non-jammer part of my post green. EDIT 2: I seem to have somehow made it not work again...
OOC: Few things in this topic are not funny. *Both the Leprechauns and FlameForce is horrified by this outrageous suggestion that just occured to you*
*The sheep engineer is deeply offended, and lobs a very well-made explosive at Flame*
(Yes, the colonels are some of the few people maintaining a degree of order in this party )
*The LiC shoots fizzy lemonade all over the floor, hoping this will stop you from standing up again*
*they would be*
*Flame starts looking for something to throw back* (Flame doesn't doubt that the green sheep can make a good mech... he just doesn't trust that they would. And I'm not quite sure whether I do either. )
*in this case, having the hole in the floor helps me to get back to my feet, but now I'm less nimble since I'm trying to be careful*
*All armies in the party (except Major-General Hedgerow's division of the green sheep) are now united against you, and open fire*
*the LiC's mother helpfully hands him the metal-music-playing radio* (There's only one way to find out... )
*The LiC's mech starts firing dozens of green pumpkin pies at you*
*As if the situation wasn't chaotic enough, Benny attempts to fly his SPACESHIP SPACESHIP SPACESHIP through the portal into your bedroom, instead of leaving it parked in the middle of the non-existent fourth wall*
*Your neighbours hear various loud noises and call the police*
OOC: Ah. I remember my uncle used to have budgies years ago. Oh, I'm sorry about that.
*IC me blasts explosions at the SPACESHIP to discourage him*
*my family starts gathering the valuables, though inconveniently the cats all went under the beds, making themselves harder to get out* *I, meanwhile, have to go back into my room in order to retrieve my own valuables*
OOC: It's probably worth mentioning that I live in a rural area. Though it's not so rural that we don't have neighbors nearby. I think probably one of them would call the police by this point.
*The SPACESHIP fires explosions back*
*The cats discover that some of the -molasses got through the portal and is hiding under one of the beds* *The beavers have used some ofn the furniture, including whatever your valuables are stored in/on, to prop up the desk that is now supporting the weight of the SPACESHIP SPACESHIP SPACESHIP and all the various objects and people crowding through the portal*
*You see a a Shamrock with a permanent expression retreating across the room, desperately trying to fight off a Shamrock with a permanent expression, who is throwing -shaped explosives everywhere*
Oh, there it is... *tries to distract the Shamrock by throwing a cookie with a drawn in icing at him*
*The -Sham screams and hurls several dozen -flashbangs at you*