Originally posted by -X-Dr.Gonzo-X-
Oh golly, how can you do all that and still be able to perform for me like you did last night? shock_oh
its a gift, i guess. eyes
besides, its part of my daily work out routine. 😖hifty:
Originally posted by Mr. Bacon
not gonna do it sweetie 😐
don't sweetie me. schmoll
Mist: Okay, this time we take him together.
RJ: My thoughts exactly.
Mist: Shit lords are nothing to us.
Hiker: Shall we?
Mist: My penis has doubled since we last met, Hiker.
Hiker: Good, twice the pride...double the fall.
RJ: *whispering* How'd you manage to do that?
Mist: *whispering* I'm bluffing to throw him off.
RJ: Oh.
*fierce battling*
Hiker: Fallen's stripping over there.
*RJ turns to look, and Mist continues to fight undistracted.*
RJ: What?
*Hiker punches him in the face, force pushes him into a corner and drops a ramp on him.*
Mist: OH, COME ON!
Mist: Fight fair, you *******.
*Mist cuts Hiker's hands off at the wrist*
Hiker: Nooo! I can no longer pleasure myself!
*Mist holds both sabers at Hiker's neck.*
Lana: Good, good! Kill him.
Mist: I really shouldn't. I have this thing about killing helpless old men, y'know.
Lana: He's a shitlord! He's too dangerous to be left alive.
Mist: Ehhhh....
Lana: He fondled me!
Mist: Mehh....
Lana: He made fun of your cheekbones!
Mist: Hmmm...
Lana: He told me your penis was smaller than my little finger!
*Mist, in a blind homicidal rage, slices Hiker until nothing is left but a big, steaming, messy pile of gore.*
Originally posted by DarkC
*Mist's cell rings*Hiker: What the - ?
RJ: *sigh*
Lana: 🤨Mist: Hello?
Kayakat: Hey baby!
Mist: *turns bright red*
Kayakat: I saw the picture.
Mist: Oh-h-haaawww.
Kayakat: Yep yep! It's sooo cute!
Kayakat: You look like you're enjo -*Mist hangs up*
RJ: Who was it.
Mist: Nothing.
Mist: I'll kill her.
also, more lines plaese doped
Lana: Leave him, or we'll never make it out alive.
Mist: His feet will be the same as ours.
Lana: That's fate. FATE!
Mist: Yeah, hellooo? Aussie accent, yo?
Lana: Ah, okay.
Lana: What are you doing?
Mist: Taking his boots.
Mist: *takes a deep whiff of RJ's boots*
Mist: Ooooh, yeah.
(five minutes later)
RJ: *hangs upside down in elevator*
RJ: What th - OH! OH SHAT! SHAT!
RJ: Why am I barefoot? Who the feck?
Mist: Easy, master.
RJ: Easy? EASY?! Would you be "easy" if you were hanging upside down in a thirty meter deep elevator shaft, barefoot?!
Lana: He has a point.
(ten minutes later)
General Grievous: Your lightsabers will make a fine addition to my collection.
RJ: Oh, pffft.
Mist: *snort*
Grievous: Any last words?
RJ: Yes, actually, we do.
Mist:
RJ: Very well, my young apprentice.
RJ: One, and two, aaand:
*Mist drops his trousers and moons Grievous, slapping his own ass rapidly and wagging it impudently.*
RJ: Mist's Milkshake brings all the boys to the yard and they're like, "It's better than yours!"
Mist: And I'm like "Damn right it's better than yours! I'd teach you but I'd have to charge!"
*RJ gives Mist's ass a mighty smack. Mist gives RJ a wag of the 'naughty-naughty' finger.*
Grievous: And this is how Jedi behave, is it?
Mist: Nah, just us.
RJ: Nah, just us.
*Mist passes gas in Grievous's face*
Grievous: And right now I'm thankful that my sense of smell disappeared when I was remade into this droid form.
RJ: Ho ho, boy...you don't know how truthful what you just said is.
*Grievous gives a nod to his staff-weilding droids, and one of them jams the tip up Mist's behind."
Mist:
[[ Insert "GASHFLOINK" picture here. I wasn't able to find it because Mist had it deleted. Damn you Mist!
Quite funny picture though, bloated cheeks and crossed eyes. ]]
Mist: shocking
RJ: Shit, dude...you okay?
Mist: My rectum is filled with soot and I don't have a high enough pain threshold to crap it all out.