Bittersweet Candy Bowl

Yah! Lets go!

To the max!

Super Formite Robot GO!!!!!!!

I’ll get head! Er, FORM the head!

I’ll form the pelvis!

Also, this is our theme song


PUSH IT TO THE LIMIT

I have the right hand of Justice!!

Uh… Commie’s guilting me into this… left hand I guess…

I’ll be the evil traitor who pushes the self-destruct button and leaves you all to die in the subsequent explosion!

GIIIIIIBBS

um… WTF?

GIIIIIIBBS

The self-destruct is money operated, you got 900 trillion dollars to spare?

Coin-operated.

I’m not as awesome or well know as you all so I’m in a base far away giving support through a headset.

Right, so do you have 900 trillion dollars in change or the absurd amount of time to waste inserting every penny? Also GIIIBBS!

BOOMER, SHUT UP AND OPERATE THE LEGS. We’re operating a robot, not war vet.

GIIIIIIBBS

I’m a NINJA! Of course I go around with Quintillions of dollars in small change and several currencies! Not only that, but I know the hacking sequence to bypass the coin-activation module and go straight to the self-destruct sequence!

I’m gonna bitch slap everyone!!

Ninja doesn’t have a fat ass, he just have a very large back pocket.

I bet it looks like Santa Claus if he were a poopsock.

FINE GEEZ I’LL PULL A DOUBLE SHIFT AND CONTROL BOTH THE OF LEGS!

Thank you, Boomer. See? It wasn’t so hard to get included, now was it?

You going to have to run boy, run.

*Western-style showdown music plays.*


Go ahead and try, missy.

If it were that easy jerk I would’ve gotten skype by now.

*Tips hat up*

Don’t test me Ninja.

LaComi / Ninja showdown. Too hot for TV.

@ Boomer: I have Skype and I don’t use it, and I get by just fine.

@ Jerk: Well thats good, I’m going to involve myself everywhere now.

You better get your ass into the legs right now.

*The Ninja throws down a smoke bomb and is momentarily hidden from sight. When the smoke clears, a Dashing cowboy stands in his place. He wears a black leather vest over a dark blue shirt and black denim jeans with a pair of colt .45s in his holsters. His brown boots are adorned with gold-plated spurs and he wears an elegant black hat of the finest quality. The only thing marring his Western appearance is that he still wears his Ninja mask.*

You move, dear.

I”m locked in and ready to kick some ass.

*La Commie adorns her own cowboy gear and smiles sly while revealing her Winchester rifle.*

More than ready Darling.

Bwahahahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaa!


Somebody needs to do a comic of this NOW!!!

Heheheee!

Your turn still.

Woah! Commie! I guess they were right, you are a man. Cute of you to refer to it as a Winchester though.

Ace! Get your mind out of the gutter!

What! When did I leave that there…

*puts it back in head*

Welp. that’s interesting, I can feel sewage. And it feels goood.

@Ace: And she’s got a rifle, not just some stumpy little pea-shooter! Woah! Did not need to see that!


@La Commie:

*A tumbleweed rolls down the dusty lane as the two stare each other down. The townsfolk have all gathered to watch, but have sensibly decided to stay out of sight and out of mind while the showdown progresses. A single bead of sweat drops from the Ninja’s mask as the sun rises higher in the sky. Suddenly, the silence is broken.*

So… How’s my daughter nowadays?

She is still fighting Kick-ass Danger for my affection. *La commie answers coolly*

*column of dust rises into the air as a lone rider gallops into the town near the two competitors.*

Message for the Ninja! Your daughter is dead by a surprise raid of pirates! She valiantly killed 43 pirates before being destroyed by a blunderbuss.

I feel sorry for Kick-Ass Danger, then.

*The two gunslingers watch each other carefully, their eyes trained on their opponent’s weapon, alert for even the slightest twitch. But even the eagle-eyed La Commie couldn’t catch the lightning quick movement of the Ninja’s hand as he reached into his vest and pulled out a hidden…




…doughnut. It was a glazed one with pink sprinkles and a jelly filling. In one leisurely swing, the Ninja tossed the doughnut to La Commie, asking:*


You aren’t on a diet at the moment are you?

Oh Hell.

*Glances at doughnut* You honestly don’t expect me to fall for that trick do you?

(Shoots Ace)

Whaaaaaaaaat? Just because it’s full of calories doesn’t mean you’ll gain a hundred pounds by eating just one! Have a little fun why don’t you!

wait, if i formed the left fist and commies teh right and jerks the left fist as well, then our giant robot has three arms? ow well

activate rocket face!

I am not going to eat any food from you *ninja, you do work stealthy after all. *Dramatic hair flip*

Bees

*The Ninja raises one eyebrow in quizzical amusement.*

If I was going to kill you, I would have already done it and in a much stealthier fashion. I just think that an ordinarily boring conversation can be spiced up with a bit of…
*draws both six-shooters*
Western Flair!
Makes a flying leap for the saloon door while firing off a couple of shots at La Commie.

But how can you leap? When there are but..

Bees

There are no bees, only freshly-emptied raid cans.

*Easily rolls out of the way* Oh silly *ninja, you doubt my own abilities.
*Jumps behind water barrel.*