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 Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 12:19 pm
*The spawn squishes down and ducks under the bottle. As it pops back up it gazes at Tiny.*
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 12:26 pm
*as he walks away, his foot breaks a hole into the floor and gets stuck*
gonk awww dammit! Goll you need to refurbish this damn place!
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 12:34 pm
*The clouds part and the heaven opens...from the ground? A cat-man comes crawling out of the pits of hell, fire blazing at his heels, and firey whips flying up and cracking over his back side* eek YAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 12:35 pm
As Goll and Trunks stand there facing Tiny, which a short study of his family will prove that this is not, in fact, an ironic nick name, but the truth in that he is the smallest one, Follin's foot crashes through the floor and slams into Tiny's head, knocking him unconcious. Tiny falls to the floor, crashing through another pile of crates.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 12:41 pm
"MY OTHER GOOD SCOTCH!!! NOOOOOO!!!" gonk crying gonk crying gonk crying gonk
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 12:44 pm
*The spawn cracks up and almost falls into the hole.*
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 12:47 pm
*Grumbling, Goll picks up Tiny, and tosses him back through the French Double Doors, closes them, and latches them shut with a simple eye hook latch.* "Let's go..." stare *He walks to the brightly lit stairs and begins to climb them.*
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 12:48 pm
*squirms as he tries to loosen his foot*
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 1:57 pm
*From up the hall 3 bucket spawn come to Follin converge on his leg and pull his foot out of the floor. They walk off down the hall as if they didn't nothing happened.*
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2006 4:40 pm
Goll *Grumbling, Goll picks up Tiny, and tosses him back through the French Double Doors, closes them, and latches them shut with a simple eye hook latch.* "Let's go..." stare *He walks to the brightly lit stairs and begins to climb them.* where the hell did those come from!?
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2006 4:58 pm
eek did anyone see what i just saw?
*rubs his eyes in disbelief*
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2006 5:22 pm
*reaches the top* see what? I was down in the ******** basement.....with "Tiny"
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 8:22 am
"What are you rambling about now, Follin?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 1:08 pm
"Probably just seeing things again..." *Goll mutters as he walks towards the kitchen/bedroom. Upon entering he is greeted by a very strange sight.*
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 1:10 pm
Seven spawn are inside the kitchen, doing various chores. One is cooking, another is chopping vegetables, and another is washing dishes. They seem to be singing some sort of strange song in their language. As Goll enters, on of them waddles over and hands him a menu, then pushes him to a table.
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