Fooood Fiiiiiight!!!

*As soon as he is hit with the Pie by Lowthor he face Pies Lowthor with a Key Lime Pie * You LIMEY BASTARD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *Snickers and plans on attacking Rand in the same fashion*
 
Oh thats it... I'm bringing in the big guns....


*begins chanting in a dark forgotten language and casts a spell to summon a legion of the most awesome food-oriented warriors ever to exist. A golden arch appears, opening a portal to another realm of existence. The arch doubles and and the spell is complete. Through the arches steps General Ronald McDonald, leading his troops: Mayor McCheese, Tactical Genius... The Hamburgler, Stealthy (and stylish) Rogue/Assassin... The Chicken McNuggets, an elite group of special ops soldiers. The navy seals wish they had this much white meat... And finally, Grimace, A purple menace who's powers are beyond rational thought.*

General McDonald, Take no Prisoners. Give no Quarter. And give any enemy forces Hot Apple Pie, whether they want it or not! Mwahahahahaa!

*snaps his fingers and makes two My-Little-Pony happy meals appear in the laps of Sinful and Illogical*
 
*inserts a hose into the bubble and, since it can't be popped, fills it 95% of the way with strawberry syrup*
 
*puts a few tiny holes in the bottom of the bubble and rains the strawberry syrup down upon Rhysis. Then looks to Illogical*... You think these happy meals are safe ?!?
 
*Vannishes from the field and appears in Madis Now Syrup drained bubble *

Well thats getting a tinge messy.........
 
*Had been sneaking up behind Lowthor and Mith with peanut butter and jelly bread bombs but Mith disappears, so Lowthor gets two gooey sticky bombs to the back*

hehehehehe
 
*Finishes disembowelling a Chicken Nugget with his trusty spork, and spots Mith trying to hide with the other girls in the bubble, and radios for the Dorito Flak-tanks to target and open fire on the floating.. er... menace!*
 
-shrugs and munches the fries from the happy meal- I hope so. I'm hungry. -throws a chicken nugget at Mith's head when he appears in the bubble- You're gonna turn the attack on us.
 
*conjures up another member of the Fast Food legion... Inside the Bubble!*

mwa-hahahaha! again

*As mith turns, he finds The Burger King sitting next to him and giving him that creepy stare*
 
*uses his uber-fast autoing ability to stuff creamed corn bombs into everbody's pockets and detonate them before anybody can do anything about it.*
 
*Snickers as he looks down upon the fields of war from above in the bubble of safety along with the burger king* And this is where I win Gentlemen, for you see I have brought the ultimate of all food fight weapons the hundred and twenty ton ballon of Tapioca Pudding. However some of you may survive and thats why we have the Korean mystery meat special ballistic missiles. So make peace with what ever impotent food gods you pray too for I win ! *The Balloon drops t-minus thirty seconds to impact*
 
*Has no pockets either. Leaves Mith in the now none safe bubble and forms a new even safer bubble for Illogical and herself to float in.*
 
*points out the fact that he has no pockets, and places some extra thick porridge mix into a machine...ala Wallace and Gromit* Now I fire the porridge at the bubble! *fires at maximum velocity continuously*
 
~Stands atop the stadium-o-food fighting, pulling the strings of her marionettes.~ "Dance for me.....DANCE!" ~Notates that in this scenario, yes she is the 'God' and controller of this room, and therefore everyone who is involved in the food-fight will bend to her will.~ MWUAHAHAHA
 
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