The Off-Topic Battle over Nothing!!!!

[Oversoul]

Hey. I can't have you interfering.

*Oversoul uses his Cities of Brass and a Mana Vault to play Mind over Matter, and taps the Nightstalkers.*

Alright Flesh Reavers. Attack Ransac!

 

[Ransac]

*Ransac tries to snap his fingers......but in panic, he has forgotten how. Ransac runs around chased by the Flesh Reavers, screaming like a little girl the whole time.*



Ransac, cpa trash man

 

[Oversoul]

Ransac, stop resisting. It's better this way.

 

[Ransac]

*Ransac continues to run and try to snap his fingers when he notices that his fingers have been greased with butter.*

DAMMIT!!!!!!!!

*Ransac runs by theorgg, still covered in BBQ sauce.*


Ransac, cpa trash man

 

[orgg]

*is still sizzling, along with William, the Cyberbacon

 

[Nightstalkers]

*paints big black X's over his eyes and casts regrowth on his arm*

 

[Ransac]

*Ransac, still running frantically from the Flesh Reavers, bribes Nightstalkers (with the "Spirit of the Night" and the sac/trio) to do something about the reavers of flesh.*


Ransac, cpa trash man

 

[Nightstalkers]

Oooh!!!

*with a few grunts the Nightstalkers are sitting on top of the spirit of the night singing merry songs*

Kumbaya my lord.... kumbaya....

*the songs go on and on and finally one of the Nightstalkers gleefully cast Rend Flesh on the poor dimented creatures*

Hee hee.. Glad to help a paying customer.

 

[Oversoul]

What? I told you to stay out of the way. Um...

Must summon something...

Let's see...

*Oversoul summons Personal Incarnation*

 

[Ransac]

*Ransac decides to summon something, pulls two cards out of his pockets at summons.....


....BIG FURRY MONSTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The 99/99 has hit the field!!!!!!!!!!*


Ransac, cpa trash man

 

[Oversoul]

Um. Personal Incarnation, go get Ransac.

*Oversoul runs and hides in one of his Cities of Brass. Personal Incarnation disobeys him and follows.*

 

[Ransac]

*Ransac enchants BFM with Rancor and sends him lumbering into the city. While lumbering away, The BFM's earring fall off, leaving a Polar Kraken and a Phyrexian Dreadnought behind for Ransac to command.*


Nah, not cool enough.

*Ransac LIGHTLY snaps his fingers. The Kraken and the Dreadnought are now wearing Black clothing...........but only 2 sizes too small.*


Eh, it's better than nothing.


Ransac, cpa trash man

 

[Nightstalkers]

oooh!!!!

*the Nightstalkers look up at the dreadnaught and pounce on it, bringing it down to the ground. They then pull out brushes and cans of paint and begin giving the poor machine a new coat of paint and bright detailing all over it. The black clothing falls down in shreads and the machine is hoisted back up, pimped out and in charge*

Hee hee... that'll be.... 42,987,562 dollars... and ninety two cents.

*a Nightstalker hands Ransac a bill for the tight paintjob done on the dreadnaught with a black toothy grin*

 

[Oversoul]

*Oversoul Swords to Plowshares Ransac's BFM, and then Flings Personal Incarnation at him*

Take that!

 

[Nightstalkers]

*points and laughs manically at Oversoul's retaliation, then throws chaos confetti everywhere*

 

[Ransac]

*As Ransac looks over the bill, Ransac's Polar Kraken squishes Nightstalker. Ransac then casts Rebound on Oversoul's fling, redirecting the Dreadnought at him.*


Ransac, cpa trash man

 

[Nightstalkers]

*the Nightstalker's gasp at Ransac and begin plotting revenge... which turns into arguing... and finally all out war on one another*

 

[Oversoul]

*Oversoul casts Simulacrum and loses another Flesh Reaver to the Fling*

Well, I still have one Flesh Reaver left. Attack Ransac...

 

[Ransac]

*Ransac decides to do what he does best......... TRIUMPHANTLY RETREAT!!!!!!!!!! Fortunately, his retreat has him run right through the arguing Nightstalkers, distracting the Flesh Reaver in the process.*


Ransac, cpa trash man

 

[orgg]

*theorgg has stopped sizzling. Not so for William, The Cyberbacon, whom is still sizzling