Hm, using my sword doesn't feel very fair. *I swipe a carved pumpkin and use it to block/catch the juice*
OOC: Don't worry, it isn't poisoned. ...probably.
IC: *One of the Lephrechauns grabs a special pistol with a skull-shaped symbol on it; when you try to block the pumpking juice it fires, the carved pumpkin melts into a pool of bubbling acid.*
OOC: Maybe I won't make it into a pie this time.
*the acid melts a hole in the floor* O_O
*I pull my sword back out and fire explosions at the special pistol*
IC: *One of the Lephrechauns grabs a special pistol with a skull-shaped symbol on it; when you try to block the pumpking juice it fires, the carved pumpkin melts into a pool of bubbling acid.*
OOC: Maybe I won't make it into a pie this time.
*the acid melts a hole in the floor* O_O
*I pull my sword back out and fire explosions at the special pistol*
OOC: Good idea.
IC: *The pistol explodes and sprays acidic pumpkin juice everywhere; the Leprechauns all dive under the table to avoid being melted. The acid melts through the table, so they all run away to the far side of the party*
*I get the feeling this is important, so I separate from my fight with the leprechauns to see what's the matter*
*The mysterious user hurries over, collpasing onto the floor just in front of you* H-hannah! They are coming! They've invaded the HannahDash Returns topic! THEY ARE COMING! *The user faints. Its hood falls off, revealing the face of Shamrock7203, only with a expression frozen on his face*
*I pull my sword back out and fire explosions at the special pistol*
OOC: Good idea.
IC: *The pistol explodes and sprays acidic pumpkin juice everywhere; the Leprechauns all dive under the table to avoid being melted. The acid melts through the table, so they all run away to the far side of the party*
*I get the feeling this is important, so I separate from my fight with the leprechauns to see what's the matter*
*The mysterious user hurries over, collpasing onto the floor just in front of you* H-hannah! They are coming! They've invaded the HannahDash Returns topic! THEY ARE COMING! *The user faints. Its hood falls off, revealing the face of Shamrock7203, only with a expression frozen on his face*
*Something tells me that it's the s, but I shake it off.* The can't be here; it was stuck in the dungeon as the MBs closed!
*I consider going to that topic to investigate, but then I realize that whatever is there is dangerous and maybe I should just stay away from it*
*I bring Shamrock to one of the new tables my pigeons brought in and lay him there*
IC: *The pistol explodes and sprays acidic pumpkin juice everywhere; the Leprechauns all dive under the table to avoid being melted. The acid melts through the table, so they all run away to the far side of the party*
Oops, I should have been more careful.
Stay over there.
*The Leprechauns keep their distance, but are behaving suspiciously and talking into walkie talkies*
{OOC:} Well, they never spoke much to begin with. (That'll work. )
*The Leprechauns move onto the fourth wall; a few more arrive and set up a giant sewing machine, which begins spurting out tablecloths for the new tables*
*The sheep continue singing the same line, but their voices grow louder and more operatic*
*The mysterious user hurries over, collpasing onto the floor just in front of you* H-hannah! They are coming! They've invaded the HannahDash Returns topic! THEY ARE COMING! *The user faints. Its hood falls off, revealing the face of Shamrock7203, only with a expression frozen on his face*
*Something tells me that it's the s, but I shake it off.* The can't be here; it was stuck in the dungeon as the MBs closed!
*I consider going to that topic to investigate, but then I realize that whatever is there is dangerous and maybe I should just stay away from it*
*I bring Shamrock to one of the new tables my pigeons brought in and lay him there*
*Slowly starts to regain consciousness* Hannah? Did I get here in time...?
{OOC:} Well, they never spoke much to begin with. (That'll work. )
*The Leprechauns move onto the fourth wall; a few more arrive and set up a giant sewing machine, which begins spurting out tablecloths for the new tables*
*The sheep continue singing the same line, but their voices grow louder and more operatic*