The Random Hotel

"AHEM! Wrong desk genius!"

*rolls eyes while a studio audience laughs*

Mly: [sigh] Where's the leader of this planet?

*the room disapears and is replaced with a jail room*

"now! witness this fully armed and operational plot device! I mean battlestation..."

*the room changes into a veiw of the fleet destroyed or cricticly damaged*

"now if you will excuse me I will play the last copy of chrono trigger."

Kriegsmarine wrote:

Pianta wrote:This is the end of the beginning.

This is the end of the end

It even got surround sound.

Miles, the Hotel has turned into a battleground.

Kriegsmarine wrote:*the room disapears and is replaced with a jail room*

"now! witness this fully armed and operational plot device! I mean battlestation..."

*the room changes into a veiw of the fleet destroyed or cricticly damaged*

"now if you will excuse me I will play the last copy of chrono trigger."

Mly: Damn you!...

(Flashback)

Obama: Changeos...changetrol!

[everything changes around randomly.]

(end flashback)

Mly: [pulls out gray super emerald] Changeos changetrol!

[suddenly, the entire planet and all non-human life and all infrastructure on it turns into a whale tongue, the people turn into milk bags, the enemy ships turn into boxes of pudding, and their projectiles turn into cat testicles. MSS CFS, Mly, and the last copy of Chrono Trigger are unaffected. The last Chrono Trigger copy drifts over to Mly, and he grabs it.]

Mly: Beam me up, Sco--I mean, Child Porn. [turns into a ball of light, then disappears.]

[MSS CFS stretches out to an insane length, then seems to disappear.]

Commander:GHQ to alpha centauri come in!
Komodo Joe: this is UES Thor with the third universal fleet we are ready for any and everything. We are waiting on clearance to go sir!

Commander:Rodger that Thor your shields can withstand anything however reinforcements are on standby call them in when you need backup

Should i be scared?
Mly has not replied to my topic, that is not like his obsessed self.
f it. I can live a day or two without that d,

I--I--I...Um...Urm...I'm...trying to...turn over a new leaf?

Or are you trying to enslave the human race?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!!!!!

Urge to kill...rising...[twitch]

I think your trying to kill us.
Reply to my topic, I won't die.

Um...Err...[begins to read nearby cue cards in a bland voice] You don't tell me what to do, b....You're not my mother....My mother's dread...dead. I meant to say dead. [continues speaking in normal voice] Aw, damn it. I cocked up. Can we start over? No? What, why? Whatever.

What?
[lol]
You DID NOT read that, and I DON'T think your funny.
Then why don't reply to my topic, did I finally NOT make an mistake.

Well, to tell you the truth, I've been rather depressed as of late, and circumstances aren't helping much. When I'm depressed, I'm not much for lashing out at others. But I'm not going unleash my personal pile of s onto you. Just let it be known that you're pretty much free for the moment.

Aww, tell me. What could possibly sadden Ultimalord Mly?
Hey I'll go on your site (with a proxy) and I'll even publicly make a huge fool out of myself just for you.
Well your not the only one who's depressed, I'm too, I left SEGA and crap. And I'm probably going to get insulted by you on my birthday.

I don't know what reason you have to attempt to soften me up, but it's not going to work.

Well, I don't like seeing you...sa-Depressed.
And accordingly I have no life at the moment.
So...*brings to chairs* tell me your chiz.

Erm, no?

OH, and BTW I can't login to your site.
Damn.....
Fine, bottle your chiz up. Be depressed.
And.....
All those little members who stick around to you dead site become Mods?

1: What message do you get?
2: Darling, I can barely admit my problems to a psychotherapist I've been seeing for several years now. I just don't trust people too well. Nothing personal against you.
3: If I trust them to not f the site up and they put work in for the site, then I'll make them mods, and eventually admins.

Mly wrote:1: What message do you get?
2: Darling, I can barely admit my problems to a psychotherapist I've been seeing for several years now. I just don't trust people too well. Nothing personal against you.
3: If I trust them to not f the site up and they put work in for the site, then I'll make them mods, and eventually admins.

WHAT THE F*CK IS WRONG WITH YOU?

What the f is wrong with you?

You really want to know?

Sure, why not?