The Jedi Outcast. (V10.0)

*pokes Patrick *

What's bothering you bro (Ian)?

*bites Jon back*

 

PM.

 

Me? Nat? Doesn't matter....

 

you. you asked.

 

Okay. I'll be there.


*Ahem* WHICH DOESN'T MEAN THAT THE REST OF YOU CAN DISAPPEAR.....!!!!!!!!!

 

*throws a water balloon at Sel*

I was just filling my ammo

 

*Gets veeeeeery wet. Pulls out super soaker from Chris's closed, fills, sprays Nat*


The fight is on!!!!!

EDIT: Nat, did you know that your last post didn't send the thread back to the top? Weirdness.


EDIT part Doux: *is worried, hasn't heard from Ian yet.

 

*gets soaked and lobs more balloons at Sel*

That's very odd sis. I must have defective posts .

*lobs a few balloons at all the lurkers *

 

*turns in a circle spraying water everywhere*

COME ON OUT YOU *COUGH* LURKERS!!!!

*Soaks Nat some more.*

 

*rains down fiery demon pie? and fiery demon scone©? doom upon the thread*






»Who dares wins«

 

*is unharmed by anything...sleeps*

 

*gets hit by water and deadly pies of doom*

I think i came back in at the wrong time

 

*tickles Patrick*

*tries a scone*

Delicious Jon!

*pulls out pudding bazooka and fires it at Sel and then Jon and Mark *

 

*laughs, grimaces, jumps up to the ceiling* shh. *goes back to sleep*

 

Thanks, Nat. I'm proud of my baking skills.



*eats one of his demon scones©?*

Mmmmmm.....





»Who dares wins«

 

*comes back in*

 

You should be Jon

Patrick? Get down here silly, and join in the fun.

*sprays Patrick with pudding and tosses a water balloon at Ian*

Join in you two. There's a bucket of water balloons over there if you need them.

 

*can't decide whether to be mad or glad*

What flavor is it?

*Licks hand*

Tapioca!!!!! Yummy!!!!

*shoots herself with supersoaker after saving a bowlful*

*Sprays Nat with chocolate milk!*

 

*catches some chocolate milk in her mouth.*

Mmmm

Of course Sel, I like firing the best pudding

 

*pudding doesn't reach him* Sorry, Nat. I don't feel like fun right now. *goes back to sleep*

 

alright, time to bring out the big guns

*brings out mega super dooper soaker thing, filled with galons of ice cold water in one hand and an endless supply of rotten tomatoes in the other hand*

now we'll see who the master of splatter is

 

*eyes Mark and runs for cover, hiding behind Patrick*

I'm sorry you don't feel up to fun. Anything bugging you?

 

*holds hands up*

*speaks in tongues*

*a large rift appears in the sky*

*300 meter in diameter demon pie? falls from the sky and lands on Mark*

*a 6 tonne demon scone©? lands on top of that*






»Who dares wins«

 

*throws everybody in the pool*

 

*squashed under the might of the giant scones and stuff, Mark attempts to eat his way out ... though how long that will take is anyones guess*