And a damn fine one it was, too. 
:: rereads thread ::
Hmmmm…I dunno about that. I mean, you did go through quite a bit of torture, but the actual initiation never did take place.
:: hits button on remote for the squck’s control collar ::
:: squck obediently returns to nest ::
Ok folks! Back to the Initiation Room! We’ll have a successful initation in this thread yet!
An actual initiation?
:: Runns back through tunnel ::
Get outta my way, freak!
:: slays the beast in an off-handed manner ::
Alright! It’s initiation-trebouchet time!
:: They all exit the tunnel to return to the Second Initiation Room. This room, just down the hall from the first, is mercifully unscarred by Death Rays, floods, tentacles, Monster Bread, or battle. The doors to neighbouring rooms are smooth and unbuckled; the hoisting equipment is clean; the water tank in the corner is unsullied, and the chairs are intact. Only the bookshelf and the tunnel opening behind it, and the one dead beast in the doorway, suggest the mayhem that had occured elsewhere. ::
:: It’s initiation time. ::
I’m in!
pulls large paddle from cargo shorts side-pocket
Hmm, this could be fun. I’ll be right back. :: exits to the storage wing of the complex ::
:: returns wheeling a 55 gallon drum of canola oil behind him, and carrying a bear suit and a spatula ::
what? 
Um.
Oh, look at the time!
I have to… uhh.
Walk my goldfish! (Yeah, that’s it…)
Catch you guys later!
:: Sunspace closes the exit doors around the dead beast. He starts to take off his towel, then pauses. ::
Um, wait a minute.
:: He hastily restores the towel, exits around the dead beast, goes to the washroom where he’d found the beast, showers, dresses, gathers his own gear as well as ‘equipment’ from other rooms, and returns. ::
That’s better.
:: He closes the door again and puts on a face shield. ::
I um…well…i saw…ah…urm…:
:
Nice um…shirt
By the way…has anyone seen my whip and handcuffs???
No. The leather suit isn’t just for fighting…
Its for initiation too… you sickos!
I’m kind of worried about the canola oil.
Why, yes, I do have a scar there. 
It is the result of an operation when I was in my mid-twenties. They did it under local anaesthetic with a visual shield across my chest while I was konked to the gills on I-don’t-know-what, and the weirdest thing about it was listening to the doctors discuss what they had eaten at their barbecue the previous weekend while they worked… The only other side effects were that I couldn’t laugh for a week and I sometimes set off airport metal detectors.
Um, where were we?
:: interested look ::
I don’t think that’s sick at all…
Don’t worry. I’m sure it’ll be fine.
What?
Oh. Sorry.
If all is to be fine…why are we still standing here?
I was, um, distracted. Yeah, that’s it.
:: contemplates female forms, sweats ::
Now where were we?
Weren’t you saying or doing something concerning canola oil?
Snakescatlady quickly exits room.
Hmmm…looks like this thread drops quick when it comes time for doing an actual initiation. Oh well, gotta do something to spice it up, then.
:: flips switch, releases a half-dozen mean-tempered giant squaks into the Initiation Room ::
Yeah yeah, hack and slash, hack and slash…
gratuitous pun
frenetic running
RESET
wait for next post
:: Pushes open the giant double doors ::
Alright, men! Chaaaaaaarrrrrrge!
:: a large hoard of Nordic warriors swarms into the room, killing all the squcks, as well as any robo-things ::
Well, Hal, you tried something really big. I had something bigger. I win.
Men, how would you like to sack a little village in nice, quite glade?
::walks in after having a shower, now dressed in a wonder woman style set::
What in the…?!
Hmmmm. I don’t know if I like all of Axe’s men staring at me like that…drool is not a good look boys :rolleyes:
Urm Sunspace…whats that thing on your arm? Nope, the other one. Now a little to the left. There, it looks like bite marks! :eek:
notices Atheist Princess’ get-up
Holy guacamole! :eek:
No wonder my mom didn’t want me reading comic books!