:::Hovering above in the new X-43.5, Bear_Nenno drops a Bag-o-Anthrax on sousling’s infantry!:::
Take that you oppressive bastards!!
Viva la Resistance!
They hadn’t come for anyone yet–well, maybe for Welfy… Then you had to go and say this and get 'em all riled up!
<sighs and starts popping lift units on the X43.5 with his blowgun, having already tampered with all of the CUPRs other new equipment>
HA! the ruse worked, those teeny bopper lovers fell for the old dummy replacement trick! YOU PATHETIC RABBLE! You cannot stop well trained hate mongers like us!
Rats, foiled again!!
:::Bear floats off into the horizon, frantically patching holes with duck tape:::
[Dr. Claw]I’ll get you next time, Balance! Next time!!![/Dr. Claw]
…all of whom did nothing for you weren’t one of them.
Something else to think about those who are poised to attack: by attacking you label yourselves an oppressive regime doling out censorship and enforcing opinion on others. What’s next then? Burning books? gasp What would Uncle Cecil say?
The fight against ignorance or the fight against other’s tastes… It’s your call.
(and sorry sister welfy - but you’re always welcome. It’s never too late to turn from the dark side)
The right to be heard does not automatically include the right to be taken seriously
Peace
dpr,
For crying out loud!! Stop talking, pick up a ‘pointy stick’ and start kicking some ass!! We have tried to reason with them. It is no use. Like WWII Japan, there is only one way to convince them, mass casualties!!!
Get the other rebels together! It is time for some serious action!!!
Viva la Resistance
Just giving them a last chance bear. I’m an idealist and don’t believe in fighting especially the poor misguided.
But you might want to ensure our X-99 is on the ground in a few minutes…
Give peace a chance. Or chance your piece.
Last warning
All right, now I know I picked the right side.
Bear_Nenno:
Um, which side is supposed to emulate Japan?
Just checking…
Hey, JBurton, do you think we could grab a couple of the ladies and take the navy out for a spin later? I mean, the war will still be here when we get back.
:: Grabs another drink, and turns back to the missile he’s fashioning from driftwood, model rocket engines, and tiki torch fuel ::
I’m not even gonna have to sabotage this one.
<Grabs drink, sits back to watch Philbuck burn himself badly>
But if you don’t like the music either why are you against us?
Oh… that makes sense!
US?! I’m Canadian! What am I doing in a US corp?
'sides I’ve been subtly sabataging all along. I’ve kept Kevin Richardson (of the BSB) from their grasp for the whole time I’ve been with them maniacal laughter Soo taking Kevin with her in the copter she flies to where the CUPR is and lands it miraculously considering she has no clue how to fly one Hey everybody!
:: Laughing inwardly while recalling the junior high success involving a Bic lighter and a toothpick, aims missile towards Balance’s smug face. ::
:: And watches as it misses a hundred yards to the left, its tiki warhead exploding harmlessly in the bushes ::
“Dang! I should’ve known better than to trust the Jet Propulsion Lab’s Big Book of Guidance Systems!”
:: Goes over to sulk on the beach. ::
mmm…the beach…
I’ll sign up as a Petty Officer, if ya don’t mind.
Bri
I’ll lead the slave revolt!
Troops, stand firm. This will be our finest hour. We have nothing to fear but grossly inadequate and trite music contaminating our lives for all of eternity.
The submarines have now left Kings Bay and are quietly amassing off the coast of Idiot Teenybopper Island. The Kennedy, due in today, has been diverted. We offered them the choice of going home or fighting this, the greatest threat to humanity since New Kids on the Block, and all of them, to the last, vowed to stay at sea for however long it takes.
Take heart, brave warriors!! Truth, justice, and real music shall prevail!!
Oh, and one more thing…
My troops have been instructed to subject all deserters and collaborators to endless video replaying of said targets’ “music”, A Clockwork Orange style.
Fuck the Geneva Convention.
<wipes sweat off brow, then picks up the remote to fly the chopper back out again–Topaz is too nice to let her splatter herself, but I’m not letting 'em have a chopper>
<puts remote aside, picks up blowgun with testosterone dart, aims at Kevin>
Here’s a little present for ya, Topaz. Now maybe you can get some use out of him…or maybe not, since he’s now “out of the closet”. 
<pfffft-thock…Kevin suddenly becomes significantly more masculine>
Hey Amulet…like this:
"Babyjustonemoretimebabyjustonemoretimebabyjustonemoretimebabyjustonemoretimebabyjustonemoretime......"
Just watch the brains ooze from ear holes!We may all have to stand trial for crimes against humanity, though…
Ah, well…you gotta break a few eggs to make an omlet.
watches the copter fly off and presses the button on her watch setting off the C4 explosives she placed around the engine and gas tank once it is a fair distance away so no one will be hurt… watches the fireball land in the ocean Cool. I’ve never blown anything up before. Maybe I should turn Pyro?
looks at the new Kevin
Ooooooo
takes Kevin with her while she goes away disappearing from the boards for a week or two as she goes on vacation… waves bye to everyone before they disappear riding off into the sunset on horses
Well, that’s one CUPR and one poser out of the way for a while. Have fun, kids!
<Practices sincere denials of any tampering with the horses, just in case they make it back>