SWRPF Archive On Her Majesty's Security Service - (Star Wars...007 style)

"Dubya! Sith flushed my copy of the Hitchhikers Guide down the toilet"

 

And serves you fraggin' right. You'd been doing your 'marvin the paranoid android' impression in my ear'ole for the last twenty-eight hours. Don't you sleep!

 

I would like to point out the fact that in our little family Uber Ed spends far too much time in the bathroom with the door locked... Just what in the frag is going on in there????... haha *begins coloring on the walls* And Dubya, this one doesnt understand where babies come from... explain!!!

 

"ARGH, words cannot DESCRIBE the PAIN you lot cause me!!!"

*goes up to her room to listen to loud rock music*

 

*Comes downstairs to get a snack, dressed in black and spikes*

I swear, when dad gets home, you all are in so much trouble...

*Doesn't smile and eats something*

 

*comes out of the bathroom and looks around suspiciously*

Did someone call me?

*sees nobody*

I hate this family.

*practices Trumpet for the next three hours in the bathroom*

 

Yeah, Every 42 Hours! Your he loser running on Earth Cycle...*Gets right into Sith's ear* [Voice=Marvin] I'd calculate your odds of surviving another week in this family, but your not going to like it. [/voice]

 

Dang. The game's over... And even in the "out of character" mode, you guys are still role playing.

 

*Looks over, black wild hair moving around with my head*

Oh, hey Pops..... yeah, still RPin' ....

Its what the family does best it seems...

Someone should put out a family portrait.... that would be cool....

This is almost just as addicting as the real RPG...

*Gets up and takes the crayons from Bo*

I swear Dad, we need a playpen for Boey...

*Stops Bo from pulling on my pierced ears*

Ah, get off that tiger.... rip out my studs....

*Sets him down and has a glass of water*

OOC: !

 

*rounds on DVC, trapping his head in the crook of his elbow, and against his own hip.*

"Right, that's it Sunshine! Your head is going down the bog!"

*Progress to bathroom cut short by closed door.*

Uber-Ed, are you in the bathroom again?!"

 

Maybe...

>_>
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It's my bathroom, I can do whatever I want in it!
*practices trumpet more*

 

Territorial, much?

"Our bathroom. Look, you can still practice your trompet as much as you like, I just need to bogwash Marvin here. Come on, Bro'."

 

Bo sighs in frustration as he sees his crayons taken away by one of his older brothers. Seeing that his attention span is somewhat still minute, Bo crawls toward his beloved teddy bear and indicates to Papa Dubya that his diaper is in need of changing at this very moment.

 

OOC: Oh man, you are full of ****.

So, dude. What's happening with this Rita thing?

 

Well Rita shouldnt be that much of a problem here b/c reports and such say it's headed toward Texas the western part of Louisiana... so... *crosses fingers*... who knows really?...

Bo begins sticking random metal objects in the electrical socket... ...... BZZZZTTTT!!!!!........

 

OOC: Yeah, shouldn't be much of a problem... *lives in Texas*

 

OOC: (What CHaracter?) I highly doubt I'll be affected *Lives on the Oregon-Idaho boarder*

IC: (Again, what character?)

*While sith waits for door to open, allows his legs to drop out from under him, and feigns choking to death loud enough Daddy Warlb-I mean Daddy Dubya-can hear.*

"GGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKCCCCKCKCKKCKCKCCGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRHHHH!!!!!"

 

Well, what ever disaster is in your area, just be careful. Whether it's bombings in Britain, hurricanes in the gulf coast, or earthquakes here in California (where I live), we need you to survive. Look how happy this family is together.

 

*Slowly chokes to death, waiting for Daddy Dubya to save him*

 

*opens door to bathroom*

Okay, but DON'T GET HIS SLIMY HANDS ON MY BED!

*looks at bathroom and scans bed*

If any of my marching band figurines are moved, it'll be your head, little brother.

*walks out of bathroom/room/living place and goes downstairs to get food*

Mmm, Trumpet Munchies...

 

*Coughs with laughter at Bath/Living/bed room*

*Makes sure to knock over atleast 15 marching band figuers on the way to the toilet*

"I'M-SORRYI'M-SORRYI'M-SORRYI'M-SORRYI'M-SORRYI'M-SORRYI'M-SORRYI'M-SORRY....I'll never do Marvin again...promise!"

*Grabs towel from passing rack and wrapps around his head, immitating a trick used against Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal which is so stupid that it belives it you can't see it, it can't see you. (Explained for Sithy)*

 

OOC: Cheers for identifying your areas, guys. Now I'll know when to worry and when not to. As Dubya says, be careful.
And...there's a bed in the bathroom?

IC: *gets to the toilet bowl, only to discover he's holding a towel??

WITOIGOH? (What In The Oseon Is Going On Here? - too young for WTF?)

Releases towel and looks round for DVC in a bit of a panic, then...

"I'M-SORRYI'M-SORRYI'M-SORRYI'M-SORRYI'M-SORRYI'M-SORRYI'M-SORRYI'M-SORRY....I'll never do Marvin again...promise!"

"Oh there you are! If it was just 28 hours, I would have accepted the apology, but as you reminded me, you did it for 42! In ya go."

*Flushes bog-water over brother's tousled head*

 

OOC: Sorry to interrupt this happy family and all.... Just letting you know, or, more pointedly,
letting Dubya know: I will join any future MI5 RPG's.


*disappears*

 

Yes, getting back to the whole "MI5" thing (remember that? ), I will have to close this RP in order to start the new one. Sorry to break up the little party you've got going on...

 

Alright Dubya, lock er up....

Thank you one and all..... see you all next time around...

*Bows and disappears*