Foolish woman, you know not what you’ve gotten yourself into 
:: tosses Sapph the regulation g-string and pulls her into the jello pit ::
welcome
and, look, you got my 100th post, too. Lucky you.
::rushes into the thread with a battle cry, strips down to her Regulation G-string and hurls herself into the Jello Pit::
I’m baaaack
I’ll have you know play is serious business! Especially in the Jello Pit!
::Tackles Dyno and sits on him while cleaning jello off the Last Word::
:: Flips AR off of him, grabs the Word, and looks for someplace safe to hide it ::
Because, yeah, I’m going to keep this for a while, right?
:: jumps back onto AR, pinning her in the jello ::
::leaps onto Dyno’s back and wrestles him off Arden::
The Word is ours, Dyno
Yeah!
::tickles Dyno while he’s pinned::
You’re not keeping it from me without a fight, Mauv
:: tackles her and grabs the word back ::
Awww, but you don’t want to fight me, do ya Dyno? <wg> I should warn you, I won’t be fair. 
Ya want I should slap the cuffs on him, Mauvaise?
Well, not -fight-, exactly- Mauv…
but I could certainly think of worse things to do than roll around in jello with you
:: innocent look ::
So could I, but we keep having to wrestle the Last Word aay from you
::Shakes head sadly while cuffing one of Dyno’s hands to the Pit rail.::
There, that should hold ya while we have our way with you!
Or make ya watch.
Something
:: grabs word, tucks it in his marzipan g-string ::
I leave for a little while and look what happens to this place! There’s Jello on the ceiling!!!
:: shakes head in disbelief ::
Arden, Arden…you should really check the construction on these rails before cuffing people to them…
:: breaks rail and removes cuff from it, then cuffs himself to AR ::
hi there. how YOU doin’?
Bad Dyno! If you destroy the Jello Pit, where we gonna play? Tsk.
::Uses key to unlock cuffs::
Wolfie, dear. Marzipan? Talk about a fashion risk! How many men would be so bold as to wear a g-string made of nut paste?
:eek:
Hey, it’s not -my- fault it was poorly constructed.
:: tackles AR, steals the key and word, and unlocks himself ::
Mine, mine, mine.
::…and while DynoSaur is too busy flirting with Arden_Ranger…this sexy little brown haired vixen sneaks up from behind and snatches the last word from DynoSaur’s back pocket…::
“Hee Hee!! It’s mine again!” >runs away<
“Now stop taking it away from me!”
“Although I might trade it for a good offer”
::wickedly glances around room::
I’ve got this tasty marzipan g-string…
Umm…Wicked Angel…pocket? Methinks you’ve missed something.
Oh, and just so you know…the Jello Pit is sort of like the Hotel California. You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave.
Not get into the regulation uniform.
I’m sorry, Wolfie, I just don’t like marzipan, too sickly sweet for me.
Sorry it took me so long to get back to the JP, but the SO is leaving for 4 weeks tonight and I had to, er, um, say goodbye.
::taunts Dyno away from the Word with some wiggling action in the Jello::
And I have one made out of strawberry fruit roll ups 
But, dear. You don’t have THE Last Word. Mauv and I each have half of the Last Word. You just have A word. The one we were taunting Dyno with.