Thanks, Anti-Pro! I think so too, one reason I married him. I agree, the banana and chocolate was a good touch. Yummmmmm. Let’s hold off on the fire hose for a little while. I want to see how many we catch in this stuff first.
Chronos, nice to meet you! I was just kidding you, I hope you realize. After all, if I minded all that much, what am I doing wearing low cut tops in the first place, right? I do want to be seen for being a person also, not just as a <well, heck, I don’t know what words to use here, you get the idea>I mean, God gave me these, it’s up to me what kind of person I choose to be. So, you gonna stay and play, or what? Thanks for the towel, but I’m afraid it’s too late for the raincoat, I’m a bit covered in goo at the moment. I’ll just put it over here, hidden behind this bush til I get a chance to shower again.
'Saright, Brat, I didn’t mind. Told you it was no big deal. VB just likes to worry about me, he’s a great friend. And, I’m so glad you love us. I’d really hate to see how you treat those you don’t love! :eek: That being said:
Picking up handfulls of very gooey puddings and jello, purplebear rushes up to Brat, who thinks he’s safely hidden in the trees and dumps the mess on top of his head. Then she runs off, yelling ‘Gotcha’ at him, only to slip in same goo and plop down on her backside. Hey, Anti-Pro, give me some help here, wouldja? :o Talk about graceful! Geeesh!
Ha! It worked! That was the decoy BratMan I built out of an extra uniform stuffed with leaves and tuna sandwiches that are growing on the bush over there!
>>launches an attack from above, in the branches directly over where purplebear fell on her ass, pelting her with Jello, pudding, water balloons and . . . <<
EEWWWWW! What the hell was that? I didn’t want to grab that! Oh that’s nasty! I didn’t know squirrels could leave behind something that big, I mean a squirrel is so little and all!
You’re lucky I realized what that was before I threw it, purplebear – now can you please get me a wep-nap or something?
Finding herself being pelted from above, purplebear tries to get up and out of the way, only to be knocked flat on her back by an extra large water balloon dropped from BratMan’s hand. KERSPLAT! Well, at least it got a lot of the goop out of my hair!
Groggily, pbear tries to get up, and then decides to just lay there for a few minutes. What? What’s that, BratMan? Oh! I am so glad that you didn’t throw that on me! Anti-Pro, could you hand him up a wet-nap, please?
Where’s everyone else? Did we lose them? I’ll just lay here for a bit and see who comes back. But, Brat, did you have to use such cold water??? ::Shivers::
Who left the squirrel lying around to be thrown as a weapon, anyway??? Is Wally around here someplace???
** purplepunkin, ** you look so comfortable, that I’m tempted to lie down with you just to meditate on this whole mess! :::::::::::::::::squirting PB gently with water from the garden hose:::::::::::::there now, better??
You know, ** Chronos, ** sounded so logical didn’t he?? Rational, mentally stable and all that, how did he find his way in here?? ::::::::::::::::squirts Chronos with the hose, getting his logical head all wet::::::::::Hahahaha, I didn’t want to have you feel all left out!
Lord of the Flybrats, where are you hiding now?? I wasn’t taken in my your fake tuna man!
Narile hears the request for the treb, and nods to the chest where he has it stowed un assembled. “Enjoy but be carefull and don’t hurt it, yourself, or anyone else.”
dpr, really, he’s pretty harmless. Well, mostly. Thanks for the warm coat, how could you tell I was cold? <small voice> oh. never mind.
He might decide to go for your satellite, one can never tell with him.
Thanks, Anti, that is better, yes. Sure, lay down and join me for a bit. Though, on second thought, I’d better move out from under the trees. You never know what might drop from them next! :eek:
Chronos just doesn’t realize what he’s missing, does he?
You’re welcome, Brat. Any time. I mean, pudding and jello are one thing, but THAT was something else entirely! ::SHUDDER::
Say, Anti, since VB isn’t around at the moment, why don’t we take Narile’s trebuchet and use it ourselves? Hehehehehe…<whispers> C’mere, I have a plan…
Suddenly noticing Brat trying to sneak up on them again, purplebear turns on him with the two water balloons hidden in her coat pocket and throws with deadly accuracy, hitting him squarely in the face and chest with them. Oh, no you don’t, you rascal.
Who are you calling silly? Me? No, couldn’t be. Just because I occasionally… oh. never mind.
Helping Brat up off the dummy <deciding to be kind for the moment and pass up this perfect opportunity to make a snide comment>, purplebear borrows the hose from Anti and drenches him. There, is that better? Now at least you won’t smell like tuna all day.
Seeing the look on his face, she turns and runs away towards the treb, <dripping water everywhere since she’s still soaked> intending to hide behind it for a while.
I take it that means that you didn’t notice the bucket perched precariously over your head? Good. pulls trigger-cord
And being a logical and rational GQ type doesn’t mean that I can’t have fun, it just means that I know how best to reprogram sattelites for maximum effectiveness.
suprises PB by jumping out from behind the trebuchet with two water balloons but after one look at her rather damp state decides it isn’t worht it and makes for the woods to form an unholy alliance (hey it sounds dramatic) with bratman
on the way however he gets “a bad feeling about this”… something to do with Chronos… I think something smells fishy…
oh wait that’s just bratman. Someone needs another wash methinks
Suddenly finding herself drenched from above, purplebear notices Chronos off to the side laughing his head off at her dilemma. Vowing vengeance, she gets up, only to have what’s left of her top disintegrate and fall off in pieces. :eek:
Thank goodness for the towel lying nearby, while wet with water, pudding and jello, it will do for now.
‘I’ll be back!’ she vows as she rushes off to aquire a sturdier top for the next round, only to bump into BratMan, hiding out by the entrance to the showers. He attempts to delay her, but she brushes around him and keeps going.
Anti, where are you? Smoothie? Sunshine? VB? dpr? Rock-n-Rolga? Anyone?
** Good Grief, purplebear!! ** ::::::handing you a terry cloth robe::::cover yourself before you catch your death of cold!:::::sniff::::::::Is that you with the tuna, purp???
Oh, so the tricky squirrel leaves squirrel shaped dooey just to fool me??! Is he in league with Flybrat and Sunshine?? Narile said he disassembled the treb, so I think we are out of luck there, but hey!
I found some of these rubber gloves that we can NOT only fill with water, jello and some of this delicious leftover pudding,::::oh watch that, it’s mixing with the dirt! Pack it in there for Lord of the Flybrats!!
Whew! Thanks, Anti. No, that’s BratMan, I tried to wash off the tuna, but apparently not in time. I bumped into him a minute ago. Last seen, he was headed off to the woods again, to hook up with dpr for some more pranks.
Helping Anti pack the rubber gloves with the assorted goo, purplebear keeps looking around to see where Chronos, dpr, and BratMan have gone off to. <having found someone’s spare top in the shower room, purple is once again dressed, though the top is just a wee bit snug>
And, dpr, my official stance is that a good friend would turn away.
After all, if I minded all that much, what am I doing wearing low cut tops in the first place, right? I do want to be seen for being a person also, not just as a <well, heck, I don’t know what words to use here, you get the idea>I mean, God gave me these, it’s up to me what kind of person I choose to be. So, you gonna stay and play, or what? 
