Post by ravenwithoutcause on Dec 12, 2004 22:25:48 GMT -5
Vulcanus: Shut it, you! Once I take control of the universe, I shall bring peace to every corner of it!
Flonne: And just how is killing lots of people going to accomplish peace?
Vulcanus: Well....dead people are pretty peaceful, aren't they?
Laharl: Enough o' dis. Let's waste 'im...
*BATTLE* *SEVERE ASSWHUPPING*
Vulcanus: Noo! This cannot be! I'M INVINC-----Oh wait. I can just get the Seraph to take care of you. Ha-HA! *runs*
Gordon: Jerk.
Kurtis: This looks bad.
Laharl: THIS....looks like we're going to have to go head to head with a certain Seraph!
Flonne: Geez, Laharl. Try not to sound TOO bummed out about it.
*moments later*
Okay. Here we are, the Sacred Altar.
Laharl: Stay frosty, people.
Door: *OPEN* *FLASHHHH*
Vulcanus: Ooh! Seraph! Here comes Flonne with her band of heartless, murdering demons!
Flonne: Shyeah, right! I'M not the one who led angels to invade the Netherworld!
Vulcanus: Uhhh...err...Don't listen to her! Quickly! Dispense your holy justice!
Seraph: Okay. *raises arms*
**FLASHHHH**
Vulcanus: *Turns into a flower*
Flonne: A Tiger Lily? Strange... I would think a Venus Flytrap would've fit his personality better.
Seraph: Well Flonne, you've saved the day. Unfortunately in the process of doing so you did a bunch of violent stuff to your fellow angels which I'm now going to have to punish you for.
Flonne: Oh.... Well THAT'S gonna put a damper on the victory celebration...
Laharl: Um, weren't we all supposed to live happily ever after?
Flonne: That's okay, Laharl. Even if I do wind up getting screwed for doing the right thing, at least some good came of this situation. Look. My pendant doesn't burn you anymore. That means you must be a good person now.
Laharl: As the Ruler of Hell, I'm not so sure that's welcome news.
Flonne: Welp. Time to glibly accept my fate! Gubbye, everybody!
Seraph: *Raises arms*
**FLASHHHH!**
Flonne: *Is turned into a flower*
Seraph: Welp. All's well that ends well.
Laharl: WHAT IN THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!!?? This didn't end well AT ALL!!
Seraph: Gee. You sound mad.
Laharl: OF COURSE I"M MAD, YOU SLEEPY-EYED SON OF A pregnant dog!!! PREPARE TO GET YOUR ASS KICKED!!!
Seraph: Okay. Hey, it's not like I don't deserve it or anything...
Flonne: And just how is killing lots of people going to accomplish peace?
Vulcanus: Well....dead people are pretty peaceful, aren't they?
Laharl: Enough o' dis. Let's waste 'im...
*BATTLE* *SEVERE ASSWHUPPING*
Vulcanus: Noo! This cannot be! I'M INVINC-----Oh wait. I can just get the Seraph to take care of you. Ha-HA! *runs*
Gordon: Jerk.
Kurtis: This looks bad.
Laharl: THIS....looks like we're going to have to go head to head with a certain Seraph!
Flonne: Geez, Laharl. Try not to sound TOO bummed out about it.
*moments later*
Okay. Here we are, the Sacred Altar.
Laharl: Stay frosty, people.
Door: *OPEN* *FLASHHHH*
Vulcanus: Ooh! Seraph! Here comes Flonne with her band of heartless, murdering demons!
Flonne: Shyeah, right! I'M not the one who led angels to invade the Netherworld!
Vulcanus: Uhhh...err...Don't listen to her! Quickly! Dispense your holy justice!
Seraph: Okay. *raises arms*
**FLASHHHH**
Vulcanus: *Turns into a flower*
Flonne: A Tiger Lily? Strange... I would think a Venus Flytrap would've fit his personality better.
Seraph: Well Flonne, you've saved the day. Unfortunately in the process of doing so you did a bunch of violent stuff to your fellow angels which I'm now going to have to punish you for.
Flonne: Oh.... Well THAT'S gonna put a damper on the victory celebration...
Laharl: Um, weren't we all supposed to live happily ever after?
Flonne: That's okay, Laharl. Even if I do wind up getting screwed for doing the right thing, at least some good came of this situation. Look. My pendant doesn't burn you anymore. That means you must be a good person now.
Laharl: As the Ruler of Hell, I'm not so sure that's welcome news.
Flonne: Welp. Time to glibly accept my fate! Gubbye, everybody!
Seraph: *Raises arms*
**FLASHHHH!**
Flonne: *Is turned into a flower*
Seraph: Welp. All's well that ends well.
Laharl: WHAT IN THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!!?? This didn't end well AT ALL!!
Seraph: Gee. You sound mad.
Laharl: OF COURSE I"M MAD, YOU SLEEPY-EYED SON OF A pregnant dog!!! PREPARE TO GET YOUR ASS KICKED!!!
Seraph: Okay. Hey, it's not like I don't deserve it or anything...