Quote the Avi

[MrRazot]

*noes... not worth it*

[Lokyar Brightmane]

*sighs and walks out of the room for a minute or two, forgetting the bowl of nachos he left by Lokyar.*

[MrRazot]

*sprints for the nachos and steals them*
"and i still have my ball"

[Lokyar Brightmane]

*comes back in and notices the empty bowl and lack of ball.*

"FFFFFFFUUUUUUUU-!!!!!!!"

[MrRazot]

"trololo "

[Lokyar Brightmane]

*hears the trololol song, but due to the powa of da troll, it comes from everywhere at once. He runs round the walls.*

"GAH!"

[MrRazot]

*stops* "paint me like one of your french girls"
*continues running*

[Lokyar Brightmane]

*leaps at the fleeing Lokyar, but because he is leaping off a wall, is unprepared for gravity re-asserting itself and crashes into the ground.*

[MrRazot]

*muffled loling*

[Lokyar Brightmane]

*drags himself upright through sheer willpower, but loses sight of Lokyar.*

"Oh well, it was only nachos"

*goes into the kitchen to make more.*

*finds there ARE no more.*

*muffled.* "FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUU-!!!!!"

[MrRazot]

*leaves some nachos in a bowl under an anvil*
he he he he he <--- mutley laugh

[Lokyar Brightmane]

*comes out and finds nachos in a bowl under an anvil unnoticeable to the average feral, but slightly below head height to an anthro like Razot. He inspects the bowl without coming under the anvil.*

"Slightly gnawed with an anvil above, eh? Oh well!"

*dives at the nachos, eating them under the anvil and praying with his mouth full that the anvil doesn't drop.*

[MrRazot]

*a trap door opens underneath MrRazot... trapping him*
"lol i have you now"

[Lokyar Brightmane]

"NUUUUU! The nachos! "

*starts gathering the fallen nachos inside his mouth.*

[MrRazot]

"ahh MrRazot, so predictable, who's going to save you now?"