Thats the point... and Swordser. We should really let her back in, along with Cowboy Clucky.
OOC: Oh... damn it. Can't you just end the fights? They've been going on for weeks anyways...
OOC: Its more about going after Skinnar then the UO army.
Me too. I love crazy old ladies... I bet the crazy lady likes Pocketman™...
OOC: You know what, I'm just gonna push this thing along... BIC: Niles collapsed on the hard street ground. They had reached the ruined city beside the Skypit. The light users had spread around the city so that they created an orb of air for everyone inside. They did not need the Light users for light anymore, because the tip of the Skypit let out so much. It wasn't really a volcano, because it had no opening at the top. It was more of a large, fiery hill with a glaring red light coming out of its tip. Niles shrugged. He was just happy they had outrun the U.O. to the Skypit. "The transporters ready," Saak said, pulling Niles from the filthy ground. They both walked towards Redford Manor, the most secure building in the city. Inside a large transporter had been set up, various computer boxes attached to a large spinning portal. *** The buzzer on Vecked's waist began to beep. The transporter was ready. Vecked grabbed his belongings, got dressed, pulled out some cash, and ran out the door. He slid down the stairs and threw the money at the Inn keeper, Greg. "Thanks so much for your hospitality!" Vecked yelled, before pushing through the Inn's main door. Vecked hiked towards his Gummi ship, which he had hid at the edge of the village, near the forest. Vecked opened the airlock and jumped in, instantly blasting the engines. The ship burned a fair amount of trees before finally lifting off from the ground and heading into the sky. "One hour traveling time," Vecked muttered, with a smile. *** The same buzzer started on the large opposite transporter aboard the UO's ship that they had abandoned while reaching the world. Now, the ship had been captured by Skinnar's crew. The U.P.A. agents examined the transporter box carefully, before clicking on their communicators. "Sir, we have a few written things of interest, but the most relevant for the moment was a transporter box. A box we believe is the responding portal to the one that the UO's army is using in the Skypit..." The agent explained. A large sigh replied. "Alright, send it up." "Yes sir," The agent replied, before stepping outside. A pack on the back of the Agent began to blast a small, blue jet. The Agent flew off the ground, transporter box in hand. The agent flew straight up, Skinnar's juggernaut of a ship, the A.S. Oblivion, was waiting, floating gently in the planets atmosphere. The agent flew into an open bay door on the ship. He was greeted by a waiting Rentu Skinnar. "Give me that," Skinnar muttered, grabbing the transporter box. "I want an invasion force ready by the time we set that up, an invasion fleet, actually," Skinnar ordered, before dragging the transporter box away...
So... see any good... movies lately?
Well isn't that great.....
Except it is. And I assume you've never had any good salsa lately...
Indeed it is. But really, what else is there to talk about besides Pocketmans™ flawless winning record? Salsa?
Be proud, be free, and don't be afraid... to be a Pocktman™ lover...
Because he's Pocketman™. And he always wins.
Alright! Pocketman™ wins in the end anyways...
This back and forth about Pocketmans™ awesomeness is pointless. Pocketman™ is very disappointed in both of us (AND PIRATE!). How bout' this, I'll...
I was just joking Dk. I hate you! (runs off crying) AH! Swordser! AHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHHHAHA!
Only it does...
Not yet...
Only in theory...
How can the world exists without Pocketman™, Hidden? Explain that?
How about a thank you? (Dramatic music starts playing). For years and year, Darknight, I've looked up to you and admired you... and now, I'm proud...
Alright, you can live in your fantasy world where POCKETMAN™ never wins... but I know the truth, and the children know, and the cookie monster...
