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3 months later...
Sugpo is on the brink of life and about to collapse. One day Belladonna walked by an ally and heard various screems of agony and torture and rushed to see what was going on. Bella got to the front of the line and was appalled by what was seen.
"what happened to you?" asked Bella
"that SOB daryl put my in chains and shackals for calling her a jungle whore, I would like nothing more than to get sweet revenge on her" replied Sugpo.
" hay quit holding up the line"yelled some smelly looking hobo.
"can you get me outta here" muttered Sugpo *collapses*
"I'll see what I can do but first..." says Bella with an evil look on her face. *deposits $2.50*
Sugpo was unconcious for 3 days only to awaken in some creepy old monestary.
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(ooc)You bloody SOBs. I hate you all, I really, really hate you. >=D Although, that was a very goos one, Bella. xD(/ooc)
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[/ooc] wonderful Belladonna!! That was more even amusing and slightly more icky than Master Vivi's post [/ooc]
Meanwhile Daryl had found her way back to the hideout of the tentacle weilding Kishi.
"Kishi kun.. I am sorry.. I failed you." Daryl hung her head in shame.
Kishi sat in his high backed chair facing his desk. His back was towards the bloody bruised Daryl. He tapped his fingers impatiently.
Daryl grew uneasy as she stood shifting from foot to foot. Finally Kishi spoke.
"Did you get the key from Rydia, the maid?"
"No oh lord. I tossed her out the window and I was attacked by a canadian midget. I didn't have a chance to."
"Very well," he replied. "We shall soon find a suitable punishment for you.. and a way to fix what you have ruined."
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Within Kishi's "office/lair", the phone suddenly demanded attention with a strident ring. He picked up the receiver, idly toying with the cord, waiting patiently.
Dr. Unne's voice was heard from the other end. "Well? Did our plan commence successfully?"
"Eh..."
"I see." The shoeshine boy was silent. "Perhaps we need a more fool-proof plot. It'd probably work out beautifully if we..."
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(ooc) Apologize to that poor Sugpo chap, and make him/her a God! This is the best thread ever. (/ooc)
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Whatever you guys are smoking, I need some...pass it over pleez...
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Stunned by the sudden lack of attention, Phoenix bolted for the nearest phone booth. She slammed the door shut, wishing it was one of the phone booths with one of the opaque partitions instead of this buggering glass, and began to transform.
The sound of profanity began to emerge from the phone booth, and it shook on its foundations. Pedestrians began warily backing away, when finally the phone booth came crashing down, spraying broken glass everywhere, and revealing...
...Bambi!
Toshiharu shook his head. "You picked a crappy secret identity, mother. But I guess it worked, because everybody thought it was too silly to be a secred identity. Even Big Gay Mike was more realistic."
"Hey! I am real!" called Big Gay Mike's voice from offstage.
"Silence, knave," hissed Toshiharu.
"I suppose it makes sense. There is no way somebody as utterly shameless as Bambi could independently exist--It had to be all a sham. One of those cartoon superheros wandering the streets in search of justice, or in this case..."
"...hardcore pornography" supplied Bambi/Phoenix.
"Yes, yes, hardcore pornography," finished Toshiharu thoughtfully. "I knew there was a reason I fled this world. It is far too strange for one such as I. Alley-oop!"
At just that moment, Del Snizz, King of Iraq, dashed onto the scene. "Halt, Toshiharu Maynard! Your cat's urinary tract health is in grave danger!"
"Curses! My old foe, the King of Iraq!" snarled Toshiharu.
