The 516,649 post thread

[ParryRiposte]

Oh! We forgot the Argentinian! What about- *dies of botulism*

[Westley]

*Steals PR's Wallet, takes his dead body, throws it over my shoulders, and runs to the roof of the penthouse suite, where I say a Voodoo prayer and bring him back to life, before handing him a chainsaw and an smg, and tossing him through the window. "Good luck!" (Hopes he can get 3 pairs of wallets)

[ParryRiposte]

Whoa and thanks! *falls to groung shooting people through their windows on the descent; hits ground* Oww... hey! That's not nice! I'm not a he! *attempts to climb endless stairs to magic penthouse*

[Westley]

"You're a he if I say you are, damnitt!" *looks longingly at the gallon of B&J. "I'd kill for that gallon...." *rappels down the side of the building before jumping back and kicking through the window, rolling, and firing blindly in all directions. Grabs the bucket and runs down the stairs.

[the maple epee]

*Maple and SF sit stunned on couch with spoons halfway to mouths*

Ummm, do you know what just happened?

Er, PR? Want some ice cream?

*Puts Moulin Rouge in DVD playe

[ParryRiposte]

You'd kill, eh, Wes? Maple, don't play Moulin yet, I have some business to take care of first. *wildly chases Wes down the stairs firing a glock*

[the maple epee]

*Pauses Moulin and switches TV to closed circuit of building. Zooms in on Westley taking fire from PR*

PR, don't use grenades until you are outside the building. Okay?

[ParryRiposte]

*gets shot in the arm* augh! I'll try not to. *produces rocket launcher and shoots three rounds at Wes*

[the maple epee]

Alright, PR. Now that Wes is finí, I suggest that you come on back up here and I'll bandage up that arm. Then we can all watch Moulin together. K?

[ParryRiposte]

Are you sure he's dead? *trips up the stairs looking back* never can be sure of people whose names start with W or L... *reaches penthouse suite* can you give me a hand with this arm? I'm bleeding all over the furniture. *plonks down on couch*

[the maple epee]

NOT ON THE WHITE COUCH!!
Oh well, I'll just get a new one. C'mere. *Pulls out bullet with kitchen tongs*
There we are. *Treats and bandages PR's arm* Okay! *Plays Moulin Rouge*

[Westley]

*Walks up the stairs, covered in blood from head to toe, and throws open the door in a dramatic moment, staring at them murderously, before pulling a knife out of my pocket, sticking it into my eye, and popping it out, revealing a glowing red eye, which zooms in and out with an electric whirring sound. The ice cream is melted- a whole in the container drips what little is left onto the floor to mix with the blood.

"Ooooh! Moulin Rouge!"

*Sits down to watch.

[ParryRiposte]

*flexes arm* thanks! Wait... are you sure that was the bullet you removed? It feels a bit odd. *relaxes on couch; sits bolt upright when Wes bursts in dramiatically* I thought I killed you... I guess we'll finish this when Moulin Rouge is over. But ah, we need more ice cream; that was the last. Will someone come to the grocery with me and get some more?

[Westley]

"No!!!!! I will not buy ice cream!!!!" *Slaughters them both with a rusty spoon.

[pokey]

*Strolls in through the front door casually carrying a bucket of ice cream just as Westley wields the rusty spoon*

"Hey! What are you doing in here! The rental agent said this was my week to rent the penthouse!"

[ParryRiposte]

*rises as a zombie fencer* Hey! Don't you kill me with a rusty spoon! *bites Wes' ear off*

Oh, hey pokey! Thanks for joining us! We were just killing people with aged cutlery over a carton of melted ice cream. Care to join us?

[pokey]

*looks over the bloodbath* Erm.. This looks... violent. I think I'll just.... *backs away* Oh hey, is that Moulin Rouge? I love that little green fairy. Ice cream anyone?

[ParryRiposte]

Oh, I know! I just wish she were in more of the movie; she should replace Zidler altogether. Although, I was watching a clip about the making of the movie, and Jim Broadbent (Zidler) is so boring! I mean he portrays this pompous, loud pimp in the movie, but in real life he's just a vanilla sort of guy. Totally forgettable.

Aaaanywho... you've been here too long without hurting anyone. It's kind of scary. And you don't fence sabre, so I believe I owe you this: *punches pokey in the jaw*

[pokey]

*pokey's head snaps back* Ow. Aggressive sabreurs. You hit hard for a zombie.

*carefully sets down tub of ice cream, right in front of Maple* If that's how you want to rumble. *kicks PR in the face*

Now that we've been introduced, can we watch the movie now? I already missed the fairy once because you couldn't keep your hands to yourself!

[ParryRiposte]

No! Come one, that was weak. And you think that's a TV? Sorry, it's a cardboard box with a sheet of smoked glass on it. Maple's just spiked the ice cream. *throws darts at pokey*