AMEN 34 A Dark Begining [Nexus]

[ThePhantom]

(Moff, I thought we said no backstabbing.)

Gordon sighs, as he walks down the hallway talks to a henchman..

"Go and get Darkred. Let him know he'll be doing whatever Moff wants for a while, except working against me."
"Yes sir."

[Moff Chumley]

((I was joking. ))

[happyturtle]

Moff looks at Moff. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

[ThePhantom]

((I was joking. ))

(So, what should be the next thead title?)

[Moff Chumley]

THIS ORGANIZATION IS NOW DIAMONDS.

That depends. What are you thinking?

[Ashen Lilies]

Kazia, having been here for the.... past week or so, I guess(?) undeadtimes. Geez, that must have been the longest tour ever!
Anyway, she doesn't seem to interested for the moment. Some of the members looked fun, but it's just not her scene. Raping and pillaging she could get behind, but mind control and dancefighting... not so much. It's the classy thing to do, sure, but she's a simple woman with simple tastes.
...
Simple tastes that just happen to include things like parricide and causing untold suffering wherever she goes.

[Moff Chumley]

Hey! Dancefighting is some nasty, nasty business...

[ThirdEmperor]

That's right! Says the mad scientist who was just dancing to a remake of Romeo & Juliet.

[Snares]

Sunshine had been observing the whole dancefight with some interest. It moves towards the two Moffs.

"That was a fascinating ritual. Which one of the Moff and the scientist has been victorious?"

(("AMEN 35: Because You're Worth It". DO IT.))

[ThirdEmperor]

I hit him more times, so I won that round. You wanna try?

[Moff Chumley]

Ah, but did you bring the FUNK is a suitably satisfactory manor?

[Haruki-kun]

((How about "AMEN XXXV: Becky's Horror Posting Show" ?))

[ThirdEmperor]

You dare insinuate that I wasn't FUNKY enough. Name the music and I'll show you funk.

[VampireRot]

Rot drops down from the ceiling, in humanoid form, and lands on his feet.

"I'll give 5 dollars to whoever can FUNK up Sunshine, Lollipops, and Rainbows!"

He smirks. SMIRKS!

[Moff Chumley]

The Moff whips off his 4-dimensional aviators that only exist to be removed. Hums a few notes: G Bb C F F# G. Uh... she's a BRICK... HOOOOUSE!

[ThirdEmperor]

Too easy. Says Riv, pulling a purple polyester suit of the air.

[Moff Chumley]

The Moff responds with a rainbow afro and a bass, both pulled out of Moffspace.

[ThirdEmperor]

Riv fights back with a top hat with attached fake afro and a cane with a disco ball at the top.

[Moff Chumley]

The Moff begins to play: E E E E D E. E E E E D...

There's no amplifier involved. The funk effuses the base powered by the souls of the damned.

[ThirdEmperor]

Riv doesn't even bother to play, letting his robot backup dancers do the singing while he breaks into a robot-dancized version of the hustle, complete with holographic backgrounds that look like a bad trip.

[Moff Chumley]

After a few moments of this, The Moff suddenly stops. His bass grows an extra string. And begins playing Primus. With each twang of the bass, immense pressure will compress each robot, possibly disintegrating them...

[happyturtle]

((How about "AMEN XXXV: Becky's Horror Posting Show" ?))

"Seconded!" Moff says.

[ThirdEmperor]

(Thirded. Sorry for the pun. Don't kill me.)

Riv pops the disco ball, now shooting low intensity lasers of various colors, off the top of the cane and throws it onto his shoulders, doing the wave as he does so and causing the ball to leap around, covering the hole room in flashing, shifting light. As well as lasers. As he does so he begins dance-stepping backwards, not even looking as he moves towards the wall, then walks straight up it!

[Lord Magtok]

Magtok rolls his eyes at the two dance-fighters, and wonders when the next thread is going to be made.

[Haruki-kun]

"Seconded!" Moff says.

(Thirded. Sorry for the pun. Don't kill me.)

HOORAY! Ima make the thread, then!

Here you go!