I need an accountant because Henny4315 and 𝓐𝔯𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝓕𝔬𝔲𝔯 decided they wanted to be my butlers, and somebody needs to pay them. We're at a Halloween Party in mid-November because HannashDash and I were in a group on the MBs called the Party Bosscrashers Crash-Bandicoots (ask Sweets what the name is supposed to mean; I have no idea ) who made it their mission to attend every party topic ever made and make it as active as possible for as long as possible. And no, I haven't filled it, because I am barely managing to stay active.
It was Party Bosscrashers Crash Bandy-Cutes, which makes even less sense. I think most of us chose to pretend the second part of the name doesn't exist, as none of us knows what it means.
Oh, yes, it was. That sound right. We'd better continue to do so until Sweets returns and discloses the information.
*the FlameForce sheep stop firing, as these paintball guns don't have as much ammo as regular ones*
*the tanks continue this*
*The Leprechauns realise they still have their normal guns on their belts, so they start firing at the FlameForce sheep*
*One of the green sheep uses his walkie talkie to file an official complaint with the Committee for the Protection of Sheep's Rights and Welfare; the rest resume drilling into the tanks*
*The Leprechauns realise they still have paintball grenades on their belts, and throw these at FlameForce*
*One sheeo uses a walkie talkie to file an official complaint with the Committee for the Protection of Sheep's Rights and Welfare; the rest resume drilling into the tanks*
I'll go with the later one, I guess? *the FlameForce sheep can't dodge these, so the paintball grenades that do hit cover them in paint*
*the tank drivers, like most FlameForce sheep, aren't aware of the Sheep Rights Act you mentioned in the other topic, so they keep going*
You learn Russian History? How very interesting. I see, so when will you receive the results?
Yeah, the course is half of each. I gather I'll get at least one of the papers back next week, but the powers that be have forbidden the teachers from disclosing the overal result until further notice.
Um, it depends. Why do you need an accountant? And why are you at a Halloween party in the middle of November? And did you already fill the position since I didn't respond until December?
I need an accountant because Henny4315 and 𝓐𝔯𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝓕𝔬𝔲𝔯 decided they wanted to be my butlers, and somebody needs to pay them. We're at a Halloween Party in mid-November because HannashDash and I were in a group on the MBs called the Party Bosscrashers Crash-Bandicoots (ask Sweets what the name is supposed to mean; I have no idea ) who made it their mission to attend every party topic ever made and make it as active as possible for as long as possible. And no, I haven't filled it, because I am barely managing to stay active.
(While -Sham ducks, the dragon swoops down and picks up -Sham. In response to the s, he does a loop-de-loop, attempting to fling them off.) *holds on for dear life*
*-Sham cannot attack -Sham anymore, so he instead uses a -grenade to blow up the pizza table*
*The s fall off, but more keep landing on the dragon and attempt to -ify it*
(The pizza splatters and the table breaks, but no one pays much attention to it during an evacuation ) (The dragon gets outside, drops -Sham and I, and continues to shake off s while flying away. One manages to glimpse into his mind: "Hello, ." ) *watches the dragon leave* Hopefully, Frostbyte will be fine, he's pretty adamant... For now, we should get far away from the party, -Sham might come after you.
Thoughts: Why do you want to use them so badly? (I can't believe I'm worried about not seeing s...)
Voice: I don't know, that's irrelevant!
(*You notice the supply of pizza sauce is beginning to run out... *
Thoughts: Alright, I'm not convinced to put them on. (There's sauce all over the party now, though... I'll have to see if I can get more from the pizza place. )
*You eventually reach the end of the tunnel, where there are a set of steel doors labelled "Mod Vault No. 73"*
*I don't really have a good poker face, but attempt to hide my concern*
"I see you've found it at last."
*Luckily the tunnel is dimly lit, so nobody can see your face properly*
"Yes, mistress. We finally infiltrated the Mods' warren - though we broke most of our drills in the process. We don't know how to breach the vault, though; we've already got into some of the low-security vaults, but this level's are too well-protected. That ray shield - *he points to a faint glimmering aura of light just in front of the door* - bans anyone who touches it."
-slave who's still outside chases after you* 
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That sound right. We'd better continue to do so until 
If these ![[derp]](http://storage.proboards.com/6672327/images/YqNTPqyQUocVMYXZgUAI.png)
s are deaf, they won't be a threat at all!
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at the 
from the 
Goodbye LMBs...
-Sham ducks, the dragon swoops down and picks up 
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tries to