Your bloodlust has been calling. Even I can feel it. It is time. Bring me the heads of Krak and Berfs. You shall be rewarded.

 

(Anybody else who wants to, can too. You will also be rewarded. Just make it good.)

*encases Berf's body in Carbonite and sends it to ornament Barm the Canadian's palace*

 

 

You can't have both of us!

 

And I'm not going down without a fight!

 

 

 

 

 

 

*gives Verb and Nyn the location of Berf's body so they can rescue him from Barm's clutches at a later date*

40 pts for creativity.

 

What? You aren't willing to give up your head to me? I'm hurt, Krak.

I think it looks better where it is, thanks.

 

 

Now where's that tasty little minx bloodthirsty killer disappeared to?

*steps out from the shadows and attaches a killer rabid minx to Krak's neck*

 

Hello Mistress! *curtsys to the Mistress, then turns elegantly and slices off Krak's head with her sword while he fights off the Minx*

 

*watches the head roll across the floor and glares at the minx, killing it with her hotness*

 

 

I shall return shortly, Mistress! *goes to track down Barm's palace*

*comes back in dragging berf by a foot*

 

 

Mistress! *drops into a very low curtsy, then steps daintly over the trail of blood*

 

 

The Pleasure Is All Mine

Very nicely done. I can't keep giving you huge amounts of points, but I'll give you 25 for each - 50 total.

 

I really liked the minx. Do you have any killer minxes lying around that aren't rabid?

Isn't everyone rabid around these parts? :P

 

 

 

 

Nyn

*lifts her skirts slightly to allow a minx out from hiding, and watches it scamper to Lily, climb up her skirts, and sit proudly upon her shoulders*

 

 

Only for you, Mistress.

I bet she says that to all the gals :P

 

 

 

 

Nyn

Very nicely done. I can't keep giving you huge amounts of points, but I'll give you 25 for each - 50 total.

 

I really liked the minx. Do you have any killer minxes lying around that aren't rabid?

 

 

I do. She's called Nyn.

 

*rawr*

 

 

 

I MEAN KRAK-*knows it's too late to save his reputation*

*slices berf's neck a second time*

 

Stupid Zombies...

*is pretty happy about the new development with the Berf-Krak relationship*

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

*fangirl squee*

We do make a good looking couple

We should get a twitter. Give the people what they want, which is evidently Krak and Berf 24/7.

Just "tweet" here from time to time. You can't deprive us. (Or should that be "deprave?" No matter.) After all, we are your oldest fans.

We should get a twitter. Give the people what they want, which is evidently Krak and Berf 24/7.

 

 

You know...that's not such a bad idea. We need to get together and start writing some material.

 

This has potential!

 

 

 

 

 

a large ed-sized girth of potential

it has a dearth of girth...

 

Hrmm. *ponders*

 

With our scatching wit and sculpted abs, surely anything we touch will be a success. But how to channel such awesome?

There's only really one way, isn't there?

 

The First Annual SG Blood-Draining Contest

 

Rules

1. Each contender is allowed

a) 1 knife

b) 1 bucket

2. Greatest volume to nearest cubic centimeter wins.

3. The winner gets to suggest the method of channeling what remains of berf and Krak

Love it!

*stabs Christine in the neck to fill her bucket of blood*

 

Sorry, but since you're not BA Christine, I feel that you must be destroyed.

*watches from across the room as Moon stabs the decoy Christine*

 

*walks over, puts a cup under the flowing "blood", and takes a sip*

 

Yummy! Red wine! Want some? *offer moon a cup, then skips off*

 

Kids.

Well, you know, there always has to be a decoy. *nodnod* It just wouldn't do for her to just die. o.o

I think it would do just fine.

*Observes blood levels in buckets*

 

As arbitrator by common dissent, I proclaim the competition a draw so far. Red wine doesn't count.

 

Let more blood!