Post by Zero on Dec 22, 2006 21:51:28 GMT -8
*Zero teleports in, staring wildly around with his Z-Saber drawn. He appears to be completely unaware of his surroundings.*
Zero: What sort of treachery is this?! One minute training, the next warped through time and space itself! It must be them! I've been warped into some sort of Generational... umm...
*Realizing the decorations around him are simply festive and not malignant, Zero settles a bit. Then realizing that he is once again at a party, he turns on his comm-link, his expression changing immediately to one most unpleasant*
Zero: Yan. Come in, you flaming idiot.
Yan: *In a glib manner* Oh, hey Zero. Didn't expect to see you here... had no idea you were the party-going type!
Zero: And I had no idea that you could be such an a-
Yan: Ah, such language! And at a party! You should be in the festive spirit!
Zero: You... wouldn't... dare...
*But before Zero could react, his nose began to glow a slightly reddish color and a santa hat appeared, bound to his helmet*
Yan: Whoops! Finger slipped!
Zero: I. Will. Come. Out. There. And. Kill. And. Maim. And. Mangle. And. Hurt. And. Violence. All. Over. Your. Face.
Yan: Hmm, didn't hear that. Transmission's breaking up! You have fun now, and don't get yourself in trouble with the ladies! Bye, old chum!
Zero: Slaughter. Did I mention slaughter?
*But Zero's last words are lost as the comm-link shorted out*
Zero: Valentine's Day... all over again... hate small talk... hate life.
*Zero begrudgingly goes off to join the party, trying to cover his now blinking red nose*
(19!)
Zero: What sort of treachery is this?! One minute training, the next warped through time and space itself! It must be them! I've been warped into some sort of Generational... umm...
*Realizing the decorations around him are simply festive and not malignant, Zero settles a bit. Then realizing that he is once again at a party, he turns on his comm-link, his expression changing immediately to one most unpleasant*
Zero: Yan. Come in, you flaming idiot.
Yan: *In a glib manner* Oh, hey Zero. Didn't expect to see you here... had no idea you were the party-going type!
Zero: And I had no idea that you could be such an a-
Yan: Ah, such language! And at a party! You should be in the festive spirit!
Zero: You... wouldn't... dare...
*But before Zero could react, his nose began to glow a slightly reddish color and a santa hat appeared, bound to his helmet*
Yan: Whoops! Finger slipped!
Zero: I. Will. Come. Out. There. And. Kill. And. Maim. And. Mangle. And. Hurt. And. Violence. All. Over. Your. Face.
Yan: Hmm, didn't hear that. Transmission's breaking up! You have fun now, and don't get yourself in trouble with the ladies! Bye, old chum!
Zero: Slaughter. Did I mention slaughter?
*But Zero's last words are lost as the comm-link shorted out*
Zero: Valentine's Day... all over again... hate small talk... hate life.
*Zero begrudgingly goes off to join the party, trying to cover his now blinking red nose*
(19!)