LittleRedDevil vs. Ravenloft. A fight to the death for Svedish_Chef!

LittleRedDevil

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Gernades? check

jet fighters? check

sneaky spy stuff? check

everything ready to kick Ravenloft's ass? check


BRING IT ON!
 
Haha! Your guns are useless against me!

...But scare the crap out of me anyway...
 
No... I actually find that look on your face quite endearing...

*Smootch*
 
Hmmmm...you seem to be ruining my plot to scare you.

Try this one


*puts on a scary clown mask*
 
You cheating bastard! Who's Pennywise???!!!!

*drops you on the ground*

[Edited by LittleRedDevil on 02-27-2001 at 08:37 PM]
 
as the two are distracted by their "fighting" Miss. Merelan sneaks in and grabs the inoccent Chef. Taking him away to her castle. There to spoil, cherish and love him through eternity.
 
As Merelan takes the chef away, she is carefully watched by Nobody Special.. as he pulls out his PETER GUN and helps Merelan with the Chef to the car, I squirt both LRD and Ravenloft (AKA Stimpy) in the face wile laughing and taunting.. "WE got the Chef We got the Chef... HAHAHAHAHAHAH" As Merelan drives off with out me..

OOC: Pennywise was the clown from the Stephen King Movie/Book "IT" played by Tim Curry...:)
 
OOC: I can't watch that movie, it frightens me.

IC:

Look what you did! You let them get away with Chef, now we have to fight them AND each other for him. Way to go stimpy!
 
He is mine, mine I say. Mine for all eternity!!! No one else can have him. I shall hold him and pet him and love him on account that he's mine.

Hahaha... all you ladies. You were too slow, to sweet. Mine... mine.... mine!!!!!!
 
Merelan said:
He is mine, mine I say. Mine for all eternity!!! No one else can have him. I shall hold him and pet him and love him on account that he's mine.

Hahaha... all you ladies. You were too slow, to sweet. Mine... mine.... mine!!!!!!

You hear that? Mine mine mine hahahahaha
 
No, but I might be bribed into making cheap omitations and selling them. I keep the real thing though. Mine... he is mine.
 
Oh, my. What heady words. I am not a Mistress. A humble servant. It is the power of his sexuality and self that drove me to this life of crime. I had to possess him.
 
I can serve you both. I'm very obediant(not really, but that just means I need to be spanked.)
 
ooohhhh.... spanking. I couldn't. May I lick and kiss instead? I am not good at giving punishment, though, hmmmm.... maybe I should practise.
 
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