*uninteligable aruging*
Dr. Rose: everybody shut up!
<everybody shuts up, exept the janitor who craps his pants>
Dr. Rose: thankyou, I've gathered you all here to unearth the discovery made at folf futuristics. Today, I show you... Delta parasites!!!
<reveals subject Alpha, who is snarling, clawing, and licking the diamond glass>
Dr. Rose: isn't he beautiful?
Alpha: GRRrrr.... KILL you DEAD!!!.... Me nEed MEAt!!!!
America: Rose, what is this?!
United kingdom: what is that abomination!?
Rose: it's the future! Imagine, millions of these things at your disposal! Whoever controlls these parasites, controlls the world! I'm sure you all read my status report... Right?
America: yes, but how do we know that your truthful?
Rose: well... He's right here.
America: no, I mean what you say about them? Can they really mimic what they eat?
Rose: yes of course, but I have no way of proving that without letting Alpha o-
Canada: what about Omega?
Kenya: yes, I do belive you said something about a sane child experiment in the whole last section of your report.
Rose: ... I'd rather not-
France: then how the hell do we know if your serious!?
Rose: fine, fine, I'll get the brat out... Melvin, push the release button.
Melvin: ZZzzzz- wha-huh?
Rose: push the release button! How could you be sleeping in a time like this!?
Melvin: are you sure?!
Rose: yes you moron! Release the cage, or your fired!
Melvin: fine, I hope you know what your doing
<Melvin releases the cage.... Alpha's cage>
Alpha: *snarls* NOW YoU MInE!!!!
<every one is running, the turrets blazing, agents giving their lives to save their leaders>
Rose: MELVIN, YOU IDIOT! YOU JUST KILLED US ALL!!!! Open the safe hatch, and when we get everyone in, cut off the oxygen! Don't worry about Omega for now!
Omega: ...does this mean I don't get to play?
<death toll: 62 scientists; 73 agents; 4 citizens; 1 world leader (Albania); 1 test subject; meeting will continue on behalf of Omi>
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UN Meeting dialog 06/18/2059
Posted by folf182 - March 1st, 2010
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*sips dr. pepper*
They made more. You should re-stock.
I tried, but they gave me this imitation mt. Thunder.... CAN FIGHT!!!! incoming soda grenade! *shakes can & throws it at innocent bystander*
Oh shit... I think shes dead.
*checks body*
Yeah, definetly dead. Your a murderer. And she was pregnant with tripletes. So I geuss its a homocide.
*sips Dr. Pepper*
*sees guy calling police*
Oh noes! *kills guy before he could finish description* problem solved! ^-^
What about that guy?
He's a mute... and blind
Huh, whats the guy next to him doing?
*random guy informs blindy with brail*
*blindy uses brail pay phone and dials 9 1*
But he's a mute :P
*while blindy created that destraction random guy called police*
*random guy tells adress to police*
Aw screw it <kills cops> there....
Oh god... those weren't police.... those were orphans...
*hears sirens*
Wow, they a re really taking a while, they haven't even got here yet...
... No they weren't, they were the children of the corn. *everyone forgets about my murders and has a celeboratory picnic, and it was nice*
*cops find finger in macaroni salad*
*cops beat Mr. Smith for making it*
*cops actually beat up Omi*
(and yes, it just got PERSONAL)
*Omi eats police officer* you shouldn't beat up military test subjects... Tard.
Mr. Anderson.
i trust you got my package?
good.
surprised to see me?
you said Mr. smith, so i just had to put in that bit from the matrix.
Heh, lol
btw. send me a pm. i wanna ask you something.
I trust NO ONE! Remember? Use my gmail that's why I gave it to ya.
*finger reveals to be live orphan that suvived and witnessed event*
... Your finger's a orphan?
Oh thats not my finger, its yours.
*looks at Omi holding bloody meat cleaver*
Omi: I think this is yours. <hands butcher his cleaver>
butcher: thanks, kid! How'd you get this anyway?
Omi: xxxMike gave it to me
butcher: thanks, COME HERE YA THEIF!
<chases xxxMike>
sniperleader1337
murder at Scotland Yard, eh?
that's crazy. the massacre at the end. i most certainly could not voiceact that.
folf182 (Updated )
Oh, that's okay. I don't expect you to act out a massacre :3