The Great Related Chain

[PsychicTaco115]

Punch the computer rapidly!

It deserves it!

 

[RipRoaringWaterfowl]

HADOUKEN!

HADOUKEN!

HADOUKEN!

That should so it.

 

[RipRoaringWaterfowl]

Well, I'm pooped. Sleepy time again.

*SNORE!*

 

[Baldur Moon]

Jesus, I'm gone for ONE day and you two destroy the local bird population *shakes head* Oh fantastic now we're being attacked by trogs, great... Come Tizzy we'll fend them off till they waken! Now... where's my steel saw!?

 

[interspark]

steel saws? those are redundant weapons! don't you know lightsabres are where it's at?

 

[Porygon-2000]

Bah! Those things can't do a thing against DAALEK SEC!

 

[interspark]

They can chop him into sushi when he's not in his casing!

 

[RipRoaringWaterfowl]

Wha? What did I miss? *yawn*

 

[Eclipse Dragon]

You've clearly missed the bananas

[sup]and the ice cream[/sup]

 

[PsychicTaco115]

You won't!

Especially since I have cookie cake, which is WAY better than ice cream!

 

[Baldur Moon]

Oh man shit just got real... real tasty! *oblivious of Tizzy's threat* Taco man I'll trade you a heavy club taped to a bowling ball for that cookie cake (I know how much you like to bludgeon things!)

 

[RipRoaringWaterfowl]

But I have stolen the cookie cake for my own, anti-diabolical purposes! HAHAHAHAHA! GOOD HEARTED LAUGH!!!

 

[Baldur Moon]

You bastard! Don't you know this is the internet!? We do not accept goodwill here!
[small] ....Can I have some? [/small]

 

[RipRoaringWaterfowl]

You'll never defeat me! Now, off to the headquarters! My comrades will feast on these cakes!

 

[Baldur Moon]

Noooooooo! Damn you Lear's and your caring attitude! You won't get away with this! *get's in conveniently placed Mini, chasing after with cake cutter*

 

[RipRoaringWaterfowl]

*gets into 1979 Ford Fiesta and drives off with cakes, armed with the SooperGunTM*

 

[RipRoaringWaterfowl]

And... I've gotten away. HAHAHAHAHA! HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY!

 

[Baldur Moon]

Oh no you don't!! *looks around for more suitable weapon* Yess! *pulls out Anti-TireSniper3000TM* Time to crash this fiesta! *fires at Fiesta tire*

 

[RipRoaringWaterfowl]

*The Fiesta is hit, but the occupant has already escaped, heading into a building marked: "NOT THE HQ OF A MAJOR ESCAPIST ORGANIZATION. THERE IS NO BOOZE HERE."*

 

[Baldur Moon]

*catches up to crashed Fiesta* Now where did he go... Obviously not in that building; it clearly states its not an HQ of any sort, moving on... Wait what's this? Cookie crumbs? Lear's you clever bugger I almost fell for your deception *gives chase into the Non HQ*