WhizkidQ: ::leers at renie:: DoNotExist: Whaat? WhizkidQ: im a walking rogues gallery, dammit WhizkidQ: i LIKE leering. DoNotExist: oh.. ok WhizkidQ: so... ::leers again:: DoNotExist: :p WhizkidQ: grrr DoNotExist: :P WhizkidQ: do not invite the wrath of.. hmm, lemme pick... the cyberspace cowgirl!!!! DoNotExist: i fear you not WhizkidQ: you will learn to fear me WhizkidQ: foolish mortal WhizkidQ: hehhehe WhizkidQ: I've always wanted to say that.... DoNotExist: Spoink. WhizkidQ: d'oh! WhizkidQ: ::takes flashy whip and snaps it in renie's general direction:: DoNotExist: Mwa ha. Spoink I say! Spoink! WhizkidQ: ::repeats:: DoNotExist: ::Jumps to the side, evading the whip:: DoNotExist: :P WhizkidQ: ::spins and uses special funky cool hand knife and throws it in renie's general direction DoNotExist: ::catches the knife in flight. By the blade. D'oh.:: DoNotExist: ::drops the knife and ducks behind some furniture while she bandages her dripping left hand with a shred of her shirt:: WhizkidQ: ::jumps over couch and beats renie with fists before she can bandage self:: DoNotExist: ::simply shrugs off the blows:: Ha! I've had worse from four-year-olds as a camp counselor! WhizkidQ: ::shrugs and grabs knife off floor, and starts slashing renie:: whatever. DoNotExist: ::knocks the knife outta yer hand and kicks it under the couch:: Mwa ha. WhizkidQ: oh please. ::stands back, takes whip, and starts all over again:: DoNotExist: You keep missing.. ::removes a red cloth from her pocket, waves it beside her:: Olé! WhizkidQ: Agh!!! I do not!!! ::glares at renie with special paralyzing cowgirl glare, then prepares to use secret weapon:: WhizkidQ: YEEEEEEHHHHAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!! DoNotExist: ::winces at the noise and skips outta there, leaving ali with the paralyzed cowgirl:: WhizkidQ: agh, wuss WhizkidQ: ::runs after:: DoNotExist: ::speeds away in the modified tank she purchased from the Soviet army for five bucks:: WhizkidQ: ::flies after:: DoNotExist: ::veers the massive vehicle around and begins firing the cannon at ya:: WhizkidQ: ::dodges gracefully in air:: WhizkidQ: ::zips off to net to DL program to screw up tanks' command system and render it immobile:: DoNotExist: ::the technology of the russian military having failed her once more, she resorts to sticking her head out the window and shooting a large, dense spitball at the hovering atrocity through a hollowed-out pen:: WhizkidQ: ::hit, falls to ground and breaks leg:: WhizkidQ: you biatch!!!!!!!! WhizkidQ: fiend!!!! WhizkidQ: ::limps at renie with knife:: DoNotExist: Heh. ::jumps out of the tank's hatch, after flipping a small red switch inside it:: DoNotExist: ::rolls away from the knife and RUNS:: WhizkidQ: uh oh! ::flies away, as fast as can:: WhizkidQ: ::calls upon candy cane queen to help her using built in modem in head:: DoNotExist: :::KA-BOOM::: WhizkidQ: ::candy cane queen appears and carries cowgirl to safety as tank explodes::