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Well, I am the only good driver, we will head to that planet that looks like tennisball! | |
*Points gun at Taco* You will sit with your shell closed the entire way. I will not listen to your bland jokes. | |
@TizzytheTormentor I'm afraid that's a real tennisball sir, it's stuck on the windshield. | |
Turn the windscreen wipers on! What about that planet shaped like a hotdog? | |
That my dear Karcentric, is heaven. | |
*Is flying beside the ship with angel wings* Heaven...more looks like the home of the hotdog people. They look like they want to be eaten... >_> <_<...what...I'm hungry. | |
Well we could visit Taco's homeland, but he might hold it against us if we eat his family... | |
So many choices! I am landing on that planet over there, the one that looks burnt! | |
The Creme brulee planet...ARE YOU MAD! We'll die a sugary death! *Braces for eating* | |
It's okay, I got this... I picked up a spoon when we raided that vault. *eats way free of brulee* | |
My stomach is ready for all the indigestion it can handle, sir! BRACE FOR TOILET CLOGGING | |
Did the planet change to Taco's planet. Cause I see no toilet clogging foods. *Pulls out spoon* | |
*Shudders* This is why I stick to good old fashioned rice and beans with a huge chunk of steak. | |
This planet is weird, what is there to do? | |
Eat, EAT FOR YOUR FREEDOM! | |
*Comes back* Changed my form... *Starts building a rocket out of Creme Brulee.* Someone help me! | |
I can't cook for my life. Don't ask me for help with food based Rocket technology Captch: Wide berth See! | |
Let's reinforce our rocket with creme brulee! We will either get protection from enemies or get eaten... | |
Maybe we should let the food go bad before using it to build with... Perfect defense shield/revenge mechanism? | |
I don't know much about building things, I'll stay on guard duty You know, in case we aren't alone here... | |
*pulls out telescope* No sign of enemies yet! But I bet there will be...soon. | |
Body made from creme brulee...check. I think we should take off soon...otherwise the creme brulee people will come...with their hard shell and their delicious insides. | |
Why are we running from them?!!?! I want fooooooooood *charges off towards the sapient lunches* | |
*follows ToT* Unveil your deliciousness! *bites down on one being* They taste great, also they can't hit very hard or their arms break off. | |
Mmm! It is a battle of hunger! Keep eating! We will not be defeated! BUST OUT THE JAM!! | |
Can't I just shoot them with my gun? I like shooting things with guns... | |
*throws a handful of one of the locals at Taco* No, we eat and we will win! | |
*Burps* Ugh...too much sweets. I can't go on~ | |
*Picks up Shaun* A comrade has fallen! *charges at enemies* YOU WILL NEVER TAKE US ALIVE!!! | |
*Looks at Tizzy* Got a paper bag? ...Ugh...cause it feels like I'm going to throw up. | |
Are you throwing up because of motion sickness? If so *hands bag* Or is it because you are sickened by the sight of me? If so *uses bag to suffocate you* | |
Too much creme brulee...bleh *Pukes in bag* Okay now I feel better...here. *Gives spoiled bag back to Tizzy* | |
Okay, I'm bored of eating these guys. *hurls fireball incinerating the remaining beings* | |
Head em up! Move em out! | |
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SHOTGUN!
*knocks everyone else out of the way in a rush to get the best seat*