(″･ิ_･ิ)っ-̾ It is high time Dokyun-kun used his talents to a more sophisticated end, methinks.
>>5 shall be the TITLE
>>6 the SUB title!
>>7 is a JEW (worthless!)
>>8 is a weeabot (some worth, it seems)
>>9 ｷﾀ━━━━━━(ﾟ∀ﾟ)━━━━━━ !!!!!
>>10-15 shall designate the names of the main (or should I say principal?) characters
>>15-30 ACT I (1)
>>30-45 ACT II (2)
>>45-55 A short intermission; candies and fancy hearing cakes to be served; no ham smash 'em ups due to previous rowdiness on behalf of our patrons.
>>55-75 ACT III (3) [Climax!][Suspense!]
>>75-90 ACT V (4?)
>>90-98 ( ´ω`)
>>99 EPILOGUE
[Spartan 117 is defending the Elitist Superstructure of DQN from aliens and mutants and such, while (″･ิ_･ิ)っ-̾ tries to convince a panda that not only has he experienced sexual intercourse with a living being, but is pregnant, despite obviously being male. While drinking tea. All in the same room. Suddenly, just as Spartan 117 has run out of ammunition, a dyanmic entry is made by Naito Horizon.]
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⊂二二二（ ＾ω＾）二⊃
| / Boon!
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[Alien 1]He's got your number now
He knows just what you've done
You got no place to hide
you got nowhere to run
He knows your life of crime
I think it's fragging time
He's got his facts all straight
You know he's on your trail
He's gonna turn you in
They're gonna put you in jail
He's got the goods and I'm
All set for fragging time
[Alien Chorus]
Come on, come on
[Alien 1]Think about all those offers
[Alien Chorus]
Come on, come on
[Alien 1]Your future with Grandpa!
[Alien Chorus]
Come on, come on
[Alien 1]Ain't no time to turn squeamish
[Alien Chorus]
Come on, come on
[Alien 1]I swear on all my heads
when he's gone, the world will be yours
Come on, come on
It's fragging time
a panda: Nice weather.
( ´ω`) >>1 fucked up. All the parts run into each other since the format >>3-5 is inclusive. Instead it should be something like:
>>5 shall be the TITLE
>>6 the SUB title!
>>7 is a JEW (worthless!)
>>8 is a weeabot (some worth, it seems)
>>9 ｷﾀ━━━━━━(ﾟ∀ﾟ)━━━━━━ !!!!!
>>10-15 shall designate the names of the main (or should I say principal?) characters
>>16-30 ACT I (1)
>>31-45 ACT II (2)
>>46-55 A short intermission; candies and fancy hearing cakes to be served; no ham smash 'em ups due to previous rowdiness on behalf of our patrons.
>>56-75 ACT III (3) [Climax!][Suspense!]
>>76-90 ACT V (4?)
>>91-98 ( ´ω`)
>>99 EPILOGUE
Thank you.
(╬ ಠ益ಠ) She should have died hereafter;
There would have been a time for such a word.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
(″･ิ_･ิ)っ-̾ And in shame of my error, I shall take my own life...
(″･ิ_･ิ)っ-̾ Slowly, through the long term carcinogenic effects of tobacco use.
Spartan 117: You told me there wouldn't be any cameras.
a panda: I am happy when I eat
a panda: except when I eat things I don't like.
a panda: even then I am slightly happier then would be if I were not eating
Spartan 117: shhhhhhhh-BOOM! Double kill! Click, ping, ping, ping, BOOM! Badadam! Badadam! Triple kill!
a panda: alas! I am wounded!
(″･ิ_･ิ)っ-̾ No! a panda NOOO! I...you...you can't die! You can't die goddamnit! a panda, my love!
(╬ ಠ益ಠ) So wise so young, they say do never live long.
End of Act II.