Victoria
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Well that seemed rather... pointless. Can't the Phoenix land on snow? Did they want to show off? Oh, wait. Was it supposed to thaw the ground? If so, than the amount of heat would turn anything aboveground into ashes and for that they would need more than to fly above it once. Oh, they melted the snow. Isn't that charming? Damn, none of this makes any sense. Besides, placing a superheated object near a damn missile silo seems like a pretty stupid idea.  (Or maybe a good idea. That would be actually quite funny, if everything went up in flames.)
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11-04-2012 17:24
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littlewolf
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Picture the scene:
Zoltar is getting ready to attending one of the high society Gala Balls - it is a fancy dress theme.
(monsters of the universe)
After last years fiasco attendies have been advised NOT to attend wearing costumes of G Force or ISO members (a political nightmare and the cleaning bills were astronomical, who knew blood removal from satin was so expensive)
Zoltar is putting the last touches on his/her costume and is pleased, he calls for one of his minion to help him/her with the cape.
Two goons slides in, they are in raggity cloths, have hunch backs, over done make-up, smell strongly of chemicals and floor polish
Zoltar looks them both up and down and shoots them both
He points to another guard (still in good uniform) and
then to the bodies on the floor, throws his hand up in the air and yells:
"I am surrounded by imbeciles!. How many times did I get you lot to watch the movies, I said Renfield not Igor, not Quasimoto. Renfield!"
The goon searches his small brain for what to say, not wanting to end up like the others on the floor, who he knows spend a great deal of time on their costumes and make-up and were very exited about going to the gala and mixing it with high society.
Zoltar has stopped his ranting and now stand next to the good , gun ready.
The goon says the next thing that pops into his head hopping it is right
"Uh Yes Master?!"
Zoltar seems pleased, sweeps his long black cloak around him and does his best Bela Lugosi impersonation leaves the room, the goon follows, dreading the rest of the night with a vague thought that it did not end well for Renfield
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12-04-2012 05:54
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(If he got the same training as his goons, he would've been better off just surrendering before the last panel!)
