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In A.D. 2011, war was beginning.

May 18, 2011 09:40

WHO: 300,000 angry nerds and the Imports who fight them. Tag yourselves in, please!
WHERE: All around, but mostly near the Porter tower
WHEN: 7:30A May 18 - 3:13P May 20, 2011
WARNINGS: There is no fourth wall. Only Zuul. And violence. And probably bad language. And other things as well. JUST ASSUME THAT THIS LOG IS NOT FOR LIL'UNS.
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Open boogaroos May 19 2011, 01:49:34 UTC

Booga knew things were happening, but he was trying his damnedest to just carry on. Hat on, looking human, he was walking to the store. They were out of milk ( ... )

Hope this works! hasgonehonkers May 20 2011, 00:03:53 UTC

For the past hour and a half he had been pursued by strange people who knew way more than they should about him and even worse than that they all wanted to get him high. The explosions, the fighting, the porter being in danger, and every other strange thing that had happened today was nowhere near as worrying as getting that poisonous filth in his veins again ( ... )

haha, awesome! works fine! boogaroos May 20 2011, 00:40:03 UTC

"How the fuck did those blowhards get a hold of a grenade?" Booga complained, trying to figure out how exactly the retaliate. He looked over at a kid nearby and couldn't help but glare at him suspiciously, grabbing the bowie knife at his belt- but then the kid opened his mouth.

He let out a breath. "Shit kid, I almost killed you." The kangaroo peered over the table at the entrance. "Hate to haveta kill half of the forum I chat with, but when you toss explosives at me..." He looked back at the kid. "You got anything to hit them with?"

hasgonehonkers May 20 2011, 05:34:43 UTC

Gamzee stared a bit at that, that was the first time he'd ever been called a kid to his face. Well, it was also one of the first times where no one thought his appearance was going to be weird when nerds were all running around anyway and he hadn't outright threatened to murder anyway, so that probably helped the situation a bit. After he had gotten over that tiny bit of shock Gamzee glanced briefly out to the attackers and smiled.

"Yeah, I all got something wicked for them," he may have said in a whisper, but there was no less force behind the words.

Thankful for his strife deck working with him, he pulled out his bow and knocked an arrow. As usual for him it hit its mark, felling one of the people outside. Sounded a little like another grenade might have been set off out there, but with all the other sounds out there it could have been anything.

boogaroos May 20 2011, 16:54:39 UTC

Booga just let the kid do what he wanted, not paying much attention as to what exactly he was hitting them with. Sheathing his bowie knife and looking around for something to hit back at them. Death by a gruesome stabbing and slicing wasn't his style... especially to blokes that loved certain fandoms as much as he did.

He glanced about. Apparently he had crashed into a sporting goods store. He knew the nerds saw him seek shelter here, so they're sure to try something soon. "We gotta get the shit out of here." He looked around and spotted the baseball merch. He grabbed an umpire's mask and slid it on, grabbing a bat and standing up. Tapping the bat on his shoulder he smiled. "Time to play bollocks!"

Not a moment too soon, he saw a grenade get tossed inside. "Duck and hold on to your buttocks!" Booga ran ahead, hitting grenade back out and rolled out of the way- hopefully the kid heard him.

Sorry this is late hasgonehonkers May 22 2011, 23:50:04 UTC

Gamzee moved almost as soon as he saw Booga moving. He might have moved a little faster than that had he not thought for a second that one of his "fans" had broken into the store. Nothing was there as far as he could see, but he was still going to keep an eye out. Last thing he needed was another fight with someone trying ram a brownie down his throat.

Still, he followed and shot two people as he, one got it in her eye and one he decided to give a slower death by shooting him in the throat.

He was a little late in seeing the grenade, but he ducked in time to avoid most of the damage. Specks of purple blood were on his shoulder after that, but he didn't really feel it anyway, so what did he care. A second later he was back to shooting, being a little more vicious than before and making sure to hit in spots that hurt a lot more and drew out the dying a bit longer.

He honked as he hit each mark.

"Hope you motherfuckers all motherfuckin' like getting up at not motherfuckin' breathing."

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