Situation Role playing game

[General Drippik]

People???

[stuntman_21]

Shit...

I got a new char:
Name:Travis
Job: Unemployed
Age: I don't know... a teen
Race: Mudokon
Sex: Male

Travis: No! We lived in pain long enough!
GET EM BOYS!

Hundereds of mudokons run up with shields to block Joe and Termor (?) in. Joe gets firece and pounds on them, but they were made from chunks of Rupture Farms, The Brewery, ect. and withstand his force. Then, Travis starts chanting... everyone goes quiet, except Tremor and Joe, who are going nuts...
Travis Posses Joe.

Joe:Hey!
Tremor: Huh?
Joe: Bitch I'm gunna KILL YOU!
Tremor: I don't deserve this!
Possed Joe eats Termor.

[AussieAbe]

TERROR not Termor
Mudokons cannot posses us

Joe:Bring on the scraramite brigade
***unleashes thousands upon thousands of Scrabs and Paramites at the Mudokons***
Joe:Terror,make sure that you
a)get the popcorn soon
b)when they are all dead,make sure you zap em all with the slig patrol
***both of them sit and watch they mudokons helplessly get eaten by Scrabs and Paramites eating popcorn***

Joe kay they are all dead sent out the sligs before they attack the public
Terror:Right
***Millions upon millions of sligs start attacking the scrabs and the Paramites***
Terror nly the flying sligs are surviving even BBS's are dying but the flying sligs have the advantage

NOTE:PLEASE make something off that it is easy

[Silversnow]

Unula: Oh great, and I was gonna have my salary tomorrow..
Tassie: *dances, partys, celebrates*
Unula: Oh well...*grumbles*

I bet that I was going a completely way off, but what the hell, I have no Spanish stamps in my passport anyway.

[General Drippik]

Poor muds.

[SlogMaster]

Can i sign ^ if i can:

Name: Slick
Species: Slig (bigBro)
Age: 15
Sex: Male
Occupation: Security Guard
that good????
E-mail me @ Linebacker3070@hotmail.com

[AussieAbe]

Joe:Unnie,Tassie,both of your salaries have been quadtripled

[stuntman_21]

Oops!

The way you were talking I thought you were a Scrab. Sorry.

Look I quit.