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[Nightwing]

not yet. want a cookie?

[Emperor Ing]

oh yeah!

what are the ingredients first of all?

[MR.PIXIE]

oh yeah!

what are the ingredients first of all?

Ya face, an my foot... An some bird seed

[Emperor Ing]

ya seem to be forgetting about incorporeal head!

[Nightwing]

They are from stop and shop.

[MR.PIXIE]

Guess what the referace of my last post was

[Emperor Ing]

no, your thinking my foot + ur ass jokes pixie!
For example, My foot and your ass arent compatible puzzle pieces, but ill force it until is compatible!

Besides, yeah ill have some cook, wait did you spike it with anything?

[Nightwing]

Nothing! I just want to give you all cookies!

[Emperor Ing]

Im just paranoid! Im still casting all the resistances I got on myself!

*takes a cookie*

[Omega]

Heck, I'll have a cookie and some milk... anyone want a glass?

[Emperor Ing]

omg i am such a dairy addict!
*takes a lot of glasses*

[Omega]

*adds chocolate to the last glass and drinks it*

Mmm... chocolaty!

[Emperor Ing]

ok..
*casts a spell, and a pladder with glasses of chocolate milk appears*

[Omega]

*starts to drool*

Sweet mother of chocolate goodness! Chocolate milk!

*drinks it all*

[Emperor Ing]

JESUS CHRIST!!!
*casts the spell again*

[Omega]

*hides in the random bushes like a predator*

...

*pouches on the plate and drinks the milk again*

I'm a sexy shoe-wearing god of chocolate milk!

[Emperor Ing]

shaddup, your not immortal, ur not even an ascended mortal! And I hope you are aware that bush, due to its random status is under my control?
*casts the spell 5 times*

[Omega]

Well I wasn't trying to be. Plus if I was a god of chocolate milk, I wouldn't even be a powerful god in the first place.

[Nightwing]

Oops! saw some thing behind the bush! Didn't see it was you!

[Emperor Ing]

*casts randomize on all the glasses, and they turn into random stuff. some keys, some a speck of dust, some tvs, and one turns into an Imperial Star Destroyer*

[Dr. Bath]

MAKE FRIGGIN' PICTURES!

NOT OF BISCUITS! OR MILK!

AND LEARN TO DRAW PROPERLY NIGHTWING!

--end shouting--

[Omega]

Right, sorry, my bad.

[MR.PIXIE]

crap Forgot! no textatars

oh well

[Yeril]

heres a textatar for you!
________,__
\ __ _____/==------ [< omg ima bullet >])
/x/_/ bang!
/x/

eat my pwnage

[thehothead]

Did it ever say you HAD to make comics in this? OR just use art? Such as say... literary art?

*Considers doing scripts from now on because using a laptop is total crap for this*

And the servant designation is only a title. You only get told to do things you seem to enjoy anyway.
The only orders that have been given are telling Dan_El_Hombre to yell at NPCs, everything else was suggestions, or general things like "Somebody needs to do _____ I don't care who", which means no ones at fault if it doesn't get done.
And the chocolate milk thing amused me, so you wouldn't be a servent anyway.

I wonder if we could beat galactacus by having Dan_El_Hombre yell at him.

[Ninja Chocobo]

My battle with Super Skrull. It's in three parts, so I hope it's suitably epic for you.

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[Almighty Salmon]

Aww, poor birdy

[Emperor Ing]

bah, I always knew you were weak! s.skrulls a choir boy, a F***ING CHOIR BOY COMPARED TO ME!!!

[Yeril]

I know its a cheap cutpaste but..

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Ignore the strange black line I dont rememer putting there or the fact that in panel 3 his arm comes out of his chin

[Ninja Chocobo]

Oh, and for the record, that's an Exended Firey Force-fielded Thing-style punch, in case anyone didn't realise.