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 Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 6:05 am
Shop, Create Mayham, Keep the Peace, Have Fun.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 2:06 pm
jake rode on his motor cycle threw the streets of down town new york city, looking for a parking spot. he found one and he got off and started walking around.
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Rebel the DESTROYA Vice Captain
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Rebel the DESTROYA Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 2:57 pm
while jake walked on the sidewalk, he stared at the many shops and restrants. i feel like i should be causing mayhem but i dont want to, oh well ill cause it next time... he said to himself
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 4:27 pm
Vincent entered the city limits in his plain white van. He was glad to have his new bodyguards from the prison breakout. They parked on the curb, and exited. He entered the Chase Bank in the city with his two bodyguards, both holding automatic weapons. Upon their entrance, people immediately dropped to the floor in fear. Vincent laughed as the guards began shooting the innocent bystanders. He grabbed a sack of money that the receptionist had already kindly brought out for him. "Thank you, darling!" And with that, he threw a water balloon in the air that quickly exploded, releasing his infamous gas into the atmosphere. The Laugh Master then pulled two 9mm pistols out and shot both his "workers" then cackled enjoyably, exiting through the main entrance of the building.
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Thought Ruler Archfiend Vice Captain
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Rebel the DESTROYA Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2011 5:30 pm
lightning striked right infront of the laugh master, and Thunder Shock appeared before him. "you never learn, do you?" she smirked
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2011 8:30 pm
The Laugh Master began to jump up and down with anticipation. "Oh yay! My new friend is here! I can't wait to play! Here, pull my finger." He held out his finger for a pull but before she could do anything, acid began spilling out of his finger onto the Thunder Shock. "Wee-hee-hee!"
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Thought Ruler Archfiend Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 7:50 am
The Laugh Master returned to the Big Apple with high anticipation of pain, suffering, and death. The Laugh Master stepped inside the floral shop, and as he did, the flowers began decaying quickly, he aimed his pistol down the sight and the helpless floral shop owner, and laughed maniacally.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 8:03 am
Then the phantom dashes behind the laugh mater hitting the back of his knee
with his sword then was suddenly gone in invisible then appeared in front of the counter saying "HELLO!!!!"
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Thought Ruler Archfiend Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 8:24 am
"Oh, hell no." He laughed again, then spilled acid in his eyes, with another laugh before running out of the shop.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 8:48 am
Then the phantom dashed towards the laugh master...Then dashed down a new road to the police station to get the police to stop the laugh master but
the phantom did not know if the laugh master turned onto another road so he took the police to the bar down the road first to search.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 10:18 am
The Laugh Master was nowhere to be seen. He'd vanished and gotten away with the florist's money.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 10:51 am
A few hours later the cops got info on where he went and found him then the
phantom killed all the cops at the scene because they where laughing by the laugh master and the phantom knew they worked for the laugh master so the phantom ran at the laugh master and diapered and silently and quickly
attacked him but missed.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 11:09 am
Suddently Phantom's communication devic went off saying "Trouble at Start Industries, all avalible superheros need! Repeat all avalible superhroes needed!"
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 7:02 pm
Still in his armor, Lancelot walked along a part of the city where several window displays showed various electronic devices, jewelry, and overpriced designer clothes. He was getting several odd looks, but not because of how he looked. There were other people in costume outside shops, so he was dismissed as another person trying to drum up business. No, he was getting odd looks because he was talking to himself.
"Hey, why are we here? We got invited to stay at that...Something-hood place, so shouldn't we head there?"
Klocken's voice than began to speak, but only in his head.
It was called 'Botherhood.' Remember it, or I shall personally brand it somewhere you shalt always lay your eyes upon.
Lancelot gasped slightly.
On another note, I have a certain feeling our lodgings are not fully prepared yet. I also have a strong feeling it will contain little to nothing, as we do right now. So while the lodging-neglectfuls of Brotherhood finish their half-arsed task, we shall procure of proper amenities for an enjoyable stay.
"S-such as....?"
Lancelot looked around at all the stores, and Klocken could see everything Lancelot can see. After a moment of silence, it was interrupted.
Halt!
He stopped walking, and looking at a large flat screen television. The picture quality was amazing, the sound was crystal clear, and two men were struggling to position it in place.
There! That device shall be a suitable start. With it, we shalt have access to information with pictures easy for a dozy mind as yours to comprehend.
"But...it is 5999 dollars. We can't afford that."
True, but unless thou wishes to find himself covered with the blood of sheep in a wolf infested sylvan, I urge you heed my advice of earning it the free way.
Lancelot, looking hesitant at first, sighed. Those two men were trying so hard to set it up right, but Klocken's threats were never empty. When he was threatened with hot coals in his pants, he had them in his pants when he refused. Looking around, he saw a traffic cone and clenched it.
Good boy.
Making it as strong as stone, he placed the cone on his fist and punched the glass. It shattered, alarms went off, people scattered, and Lancelot discarded the cone that was now a regular traffic cone. Lancelot rushed over and caught the large television since the two men placed their safety first and ran away. He made it as light as a book, and harder than fiber-reinforced concrete; Klocken would unleash his wrath if the item of his desire broke. Shortly after, he ran off for the city's exit, thinking to himself.
I hope no one tries to stop us. I already hurt that window.
And if someone tries, we shalt promptly administer swift punishment to the ninnyhammer who dares to do so.
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