(PASSED) Repeal SC#19 - Commend Antarctic Oasis

[Unibot]

Eduard noted before falling out of the window that the Vestuvian Reflecting Pool was situated at the GAHQ, as the SCHQ which was situated on a lake. Heir conveniently dematerialized before hitting the lake, and reappeared --with flailing arms and all -- falling from the ceiling onto Ambassador Zane's lap. The thumping sound heard by the ambassador must have been Heir's bulletproof vest which had unfastened itself off Heir's chest in the descent, and had made a dent in some drug dealers' prized yacht.

Eduard picked himself up, dusted himself off, and apologized. "Walk it off lad, show your sore testies whose boss."

Eduard buys a couple hundred pies from the WA Pie shop (as a billionaire would) and handed them -- in large crates -- to the Security Councillors who were hiding beside their desks/barricades.

He then pelts the Unibotian with 20 helpings of syrupy, pecany, anty goodness.

Eduard saw the pies in his peripherals and leaped to the carpet behind one of the desks that had been propped up by one smart ambassador. Hundreds of invisible ants slowly crawled up the desks to the unsuspecting ambassadors. Eduard noted he no longer had his bulletproof vest, he uttered a curse word, suspecting this massive pie war could become an alright gun duel if things didn't simmer down soon.

[Ardchoille]

*pop*



*repeats as necessary on all ambassadors not fast enough to hide their missiles*

As it says on that little plaque I have on my desk,

THE PIE STOPS HERE.

Now, somebody get that damn donkey out of the Chamber and let's get back to work.

EDIT: Oh, I forgot -- *releases invisible aardvark* -- so much for the ants.

[Unibot]

A rather pathetic looking donkey wanders into the Security Council chamber. You might even say it was "sorry looking". It is Hiriaurtung Arororugul's favorite donkey "Thunderbolt".

Ah, Thunderbolt! I wondered where you were. We have much pieing to do!

With that, Hiriaurtung Arororugul mounts his own sorry ass and gallops around the chamber pelting the various delegations indiscriminately.

Eduard eyed the sorry ass and his donkey with sympathy. "Okay.. this is worse than I thought. "

Heir leaped over the desk, dodged the pies and the invisible ants, the flaming arrows and office supply projectiles.. courageously running across the lobby to grab a World Assembly flag from its stand, and then turning around to charge magnificently at the galloping animal and his silly owner. Eduard held the flag in front of him, preparing to stab it in the heart with the spearhead.

He screamed, "FOR LIBERTY AND FOR SANITY... "

EDIT:

Eduard slowed down as he heard the Secretariat's words, he trotted over to the donkey and poked it with the flag to move towards the door "Shoo, for liberty and er, sanity.. and all that shit. Shoo!".

[Cardoness]

*Lord Andreas was surprised to see the Unibot Ambassador jump behind his upturned desk. He quickly recovers and offers the Ambassador a slice of pumpkin pie. When asked about a bulletproof vest, Lord Andreas regretted to inform the Ambassador that he left it in his office...*

Hey, why am I itching?

[Unibot]

Eduard frowned and walked back to his delegation's desk, where the desk had been overturned, pie was covering enough of it to make it look more like a spill from a gigantic ice cream cone than a table.. and the only chair that had either not be thrown, or was stuck in some unfortunate ambassador's head, was being occupied by a dead translator, who had a ungodly expression of surprise on his face, blueberry pie covering his hair, and an arrow in his chest.

Heir said sorry and shoved the corpse off the chair to sit down on it.

[Towel Nation]

Eduard picked himself up, dusted himself off, and apologized.[/i] "Walk it off lad, show your sore testies whose boss."

No worries mate, we're castrated at birth. Too bad you aren't!

As Theodolphus Zane reached from behind his back to deliver a brick filled cream pie to Eduard's nuts, he heard a familiar voice ringing in his ears. As he stood there for a moment pondering what to do, he slowly put the pie down and backed away with his hands in the air then ran like hell into the fort he had constructed from the empty pie tins and peered over the top of the wall with binoculars and a surplus helmet he carried for just such an occasion.

[Kalibarr]

*Gets up to speak and trips over the invisible aardvark *

[Presul]

What the hell

[Towel Nation]

What the hell

Hell is three doors down, this is the Security Council, we got kicked out for bad behavior.

[Cardoness]

What the hell

Hell is three doors down, this is the Security Council, we got kicked out for bad behavior.

You know what they say, better to rule in the Security Council then serve in Hell!

[Unibot]

Eduard picked himself up, dusted himself off, and apologized.[/i] "Walk it off lad, show your sore testies whose boss."

No worries mate, we're castrated at birth. Too bad you aren't!

As Theodolphus Zane reached from behind his back to deliver a brick filled cream pie to Eduard's nuts, he heard a familiar voice ringing in his ears. As he stood there for a moment pondering what to do, he slowly put the pie down and backed away with his hands in the air then ran like hell into the fort he had constructed from the empty pie tins and peered over the top of the wall with binoculars and a surplus helmet he carried for just such an occasion.

Eduard pointed, "Nice, um, fort.. um, castrated guy."

Heir sat awkwardly in his blood stained chair, and looked around to see mass destruction.. no table left unturned, nurses tending to the wounded, the dead being thrown out the window or alternatively frozen in the basement till science could revive them. The building looked more like a cave of pastries which dripped from the walls, and continue to deliver heavy droplets of syrup and gelatin onto your head even with several hours having passed since the carnage.

The Unibotian frowned, "Does anyone have anything to say or are we all just going sit around and mope till the proposal passes and the room is free to continue a war with?"

[Hiriaurtung Arororugul]

Eduard slowed down as he heard the Secretariat's words, he trotted over to the donkey and poked it with the flag to move towards the door "Shoo, for liberty and er, sanity.. and all that shit. Shoo!".

Sneaking up behind him, Hiriaurtung Arororugul yanks down Eduard Heir's pants, then throws a bucket of confetti into the Unibotian delegation. *







* Harlem Globetrotters reference. And with that...I'm outta here.

[Ardchoille]

Don't worry, Presul, the SC is having One of Those Days. Please state your nation's views on the proposal.
*slides well-fed invisible anteater discreetly under podium*

[Unibot]

Eduard slowed down as he heard the Secretariat's words, he trotted over to the donkey and poked it with the flag to move towards the door "Shoo, for liberty and er, sanity.. and all that shit. Shoo!".

Sneaking up behind him, Hiriaurtung Arororugul yanks down Eduard Heir's pants, then throws a bucket of confetti into the Unibotian delegation. *

Eduard noted the confetti would be a pain to remove from the corpses and the pie-covered tables, but that almost all ambassadors had seen Eduard with no pants on several occasions, and that the sight of Heir's bare cheeks and dangling organs were almost as commonplace as pie fights, invisible ants and mass chaos in the World Assembly. Heir bended down to moon, Arororugul, before strutting back to his delegation -- pantless and commando -- he winked tastelessly at several of the female ambassadors in the process.

OOC: Yeah, I'm signing off for tonight too.

[Enn]

Stephanie observed all the following with a sinking feeling.

"And to think," she muttered to the nearest Gnome, "they sent me home for potential insanity."

[Severania]

We support all the way

[Hiriaurtung Arororugul]

...Heir's bare cheeks and dangling organs....

That reminds me of a joke I heard as a young lad growing up in the Aundotutunagirian Directorate of Foreign Affairs Children's Re-Education Institute in beautiful Golthaindroror.

It goes something like this:

"A family walks into a talent agency. It's a father, mother, son, daughter, two Gameplayer cousins, the Roleplaying aunt and uncle, a dog, and a Komodo dragon. The father says to the talent agent, 'We have a really amazing act. You should represent us.'

The agent says, 'Sorry, I don't represent family acts. They're a little too cute.'

The mother says, 'Sir, if you just see our act, we know you would want to represent us.'

The agent says, 'OK. OK. I'll take a look.'

The father says, 'You're gonna love it! It starts like this. First, me and the wife, our son and daughter, the two gameplaying cousins, and the Komodo dragon come out on stage. The cousins are totally nude except for knee-high hobnailed boots. We all climb into a vat of Jell-O and then...."



( OOC: Damn, the phone is ringing. Gotta go. I'll finish this later. )

[Urgench]

Although history would suggest otherwise, I remember Quod and Urgench wasting quite a bit of time on me. Sure, I don't disagree with that philosophy, but if you're accepting that an author has to 'muddle' or otherwise, learn from failure, then why do you also call them names and laugh at them when they do exactly what was expected of them?

I'm not an AOer, Urgench is not located in the Antarctic Oasis region and never has been, in fact I do not even have a puppet there. I do count AOers among some of my NS friends and I think highly of most of them, and do use there offsite but can you please not use me as some kind of example with which to trump Yelda, or Krioval or whichever AOer it is you happen to be trying to misrepresent or otherwise annoy on this occasion.

[Omigodtheykilledkenny]

Isn't it wonderful how the SC just brings us all together? Group hug, everybody! Awww...

[Cardoness]

Security Council

Spreading interregional peace and goodwill...with good old fashioned home baked goods.

[Wanjestay]

I've voted for this, but it was close run thing, mainly because an AOer (iirc) has authored a Commend Unibot that had me ROFLing when i read it. It's in the queue now...

[Metania]

"Repeal "Commend Antarctic Oasis"" was passed 3,268 votes to 1,055.

...But the badge is still there! O_o

[Unibot]

Although history would suggest otherwise, I remember Quod and Urgench wasting quite a bit of time on me. Sure, I don't disagree with that philosophy, but if you're accepting that an author has to 'muddle' or otherwise, learn from failure, then why do you also call them names and laugh at them when they do exactly what was expected of them?

I'm not an AOer, Urgench is not located in the Antarctic Oasis region and never has been, in fact I do not even have a puppet there. I do count AOers among some of my NS friends and I think highly of most of them, and do use there offsite but can you please not use me as some kind of example with which to trump Yelda, or Krioval or whichever AOer it is you happen to be trying to misrepresent or otherwise annoy on this occasion.

Right. But out of curiosity, who is Zarquon Froods then? He seems to be the Urgenchi influence on the AO forums, and yet both Urgench and ZF are in the WA.

[Unibot]

"Repeal "Commend Antarctic Oasis"" was passed 3,268 votes to 1,055.

...But the badge is still there! O_o

Eduard stood up from his chair, in a display of angry, to point and outcry. "OH, THE TYRANNY!", which ignited a barrage of flaming pies and arrows.

Heir -- looking to avoid the chaos -- grabbed onto an invisible anteater, riding it like a horse, as it rode him under a maze of desks, and indiscriminately through "no man/bear's land" in pursuit of ants.

The remaining Unibotian delegation, protected with a barricade of desks and office printers, fired 1,000 rounds per minute with their bulky, oversized marsh-mellow cannons into the other delegations' territory. Flaming Marsh-mellow projectiles the size of beach-balls were breaking desks into halves and embedding their marshmallow-drench victims into the drywall.

Heir Industries had decided it was time to subsidize the pandemonium of the World Assembly.

EDIT: Debate is over, right?

[Omigodtheykilledkenny]

But out of curiosity, who is Zarquon Froods then? He seems to be the Urgenchi influence on the AO forums

Wrong.