Author Topic: The Underground (Slightly Aromatic and Somewhat Moist) Lair Of The Mighty Achoo! (Read 133740 times)

MoparMessiah · « **Reply #120 on:** 07 May 2017, 06:19:07 »

Quote from: Clangador on 06 May 2017, 21:47:47

Gentlemen!?! Where??

None here my liege

Wrangler · « **Reply #121 on:** 07 May 2017, 16:30:02 »

Over there! *Wrangler Points* under the stage! Their is a trap door! Beware, I've heard of many of soul losing their way in the netherlands of the Underground of which the ancient ruins of previous Lairs were located and still connected.

MoparMessiah · « **Reply #122 on:** 07 May 2017, 19:53:20 »

That's just the Monks

Clangador · « **Reply #123 on:** 08 May 2017, 23:29:54 »

Quote from: MoparMessiah on 07 May 2017, 19:53:20

That's just the Monks

History monks? Time monks? What kind of monks are we talking about here?

MoparMessiah · « **Reply #124 on:** 09 May 2017, 07:18:42 »

Quote from: Clangador on 08 May 2017, 23:29:54

History monks? Time monks? What kind of monks are we talking about here?

Monks are the monsters that go bonk in the night

Wrangler · « **Reply #125 on:** 09 May 2017, 12:57:39 »

Quote from: MoparMessiah on 09 May 2017, 07:18:42

Monks are the monsters that go bonk in the night

They do not, they take a vow of celibacy.

The Mighty ACHOO · « **Reply #126 on:** 09 May 2017, 22:32:29 »

I took a vow to celebrate. ;D Then I got a job at Wal*Mart. :'(

Clangador · « **Reply #127 on:** 09 May 2017, 23:23:53 »

Well I bought a pound of olives to celebrate my new job and I ate them all. Yummy.

Clangador · « **Reply #128 on:** 09 May 2017, 23:24:25 »

I really like olives, by the way... [drool]

Wrangler · « **Reply #129 on:** 10 May 2017, 05:29:17 »

Olives may not like you.....*peers sees a pac man looking olive start to chase Clangador for certain crimes against Olives*

Clangador · « **Reply #130 on:** 10 May 2017, 08:26:41 »

Those damn olives will be the end of my yet!

***Clang hops in a nearby wormhole and ends up in Galaxy 323 37 billion years in the future.***

I wonder if they have hamburgers here.

The Mighty ACHOO · « **Reply #131 on:** 10 May 2017, 23:19:13 »

In Galaxy 323? Hah! You wish! No cows, just pseudo-soy sorta stuff. Especially 37 billion years in the future. If you had gone only 10 billion years in the future you could have hunted the cowmanoids, but by 23 billion years in the future all lifeforms had become vegetable based. You might as well come back, kill the olive pacman and have a beer.

Wrangler · « **Reply #132 on:** 11 May 2017, 06:01:49 »

He could go to the bar at end of the universe. There likely to have stuff imported from other universes. I hear guys like DC's Lobo hang out there. Rough crowd.

MoparMessiah · « **Reply #133 on:** 11 May 2017, 16:37:31 »

If there are olives in the future than there can still be Martinis

Wrangler · « **Reply #134 on:** 11 May 2017, 20:38:11 »

Killer Olives perhaps, we don't make the universe. It makes itself! 8)

Clangador · « **Reply #135 on:** 12 May 2017, 00:24:06 »

Ugh. >:(

***Clang hops a wormhole to Milliway's aka The Restaurant at the End of the Universe.***

MoparMessiah · « **Reply #136 on:** 14 May 2017, 11:28:30 »

Quote from: Clangador on 12 May 2017, 00:24:06

Ugh. >:(

***Clang hops a wormhole to Milliway's aka The Restaurant St the End of the Universe.***

Oh! Try the beef

Wrangler · « **Reply #137 on:** 14 May 2017, 15:51:47 »

Aren't they famous for their Milkway bars?

Clangador · « **Reply #138 on:** 14 May 2017, 22:23:39 »

***Clang drinks 42 pan galactic gargle blasters and transcends this mortal plane of existence.***

Wrangler · « **Reply #139 on:** 15 May 2017, 05:22:45 »

Uh-oh. He's gone for sure. Time for the backup plan.

*Wrangler goes to one hidden panels of the Lair's bar which he discovered one drunken stoopr one night. He opens a panel marked (backup) and open it. Inside are some toggle switches and large metal lever with yellow & black warning stripes on it. Each of the Toggle switch has bar patron's name above it. Wrangler flips the "Clangador" switch and pulls the hard to move lever to the down position.*

**From a side wall, a panel flip open and a slide comes out of the wall. Moments later, a brand new Clangador down the slide with drink in his hand and still out-cold. Wombat giggles in the back of the bar and uses one of his blackmarkers and draws a monical and mustache on him while new "Clangador". He then tries go up the slide after doing so see what thing yet to be re-explored as the slide retracts and closes up.**

Well, he's back again. Perhaps drunker...