Originally posted by Lightning Lad: When I saw the name of this thread I thought we were finally throwing that imposter off the roof. Sprock my old eyes! Quit getting my hopes up.
Well, if he's ON the roof, if shouldn't take much of a push to get him OFF the roof...and maybe we could entice Koko up here with those cookies.
Originally posted by Lightning Lad: [b] When I saw the name of this thread I thought we were finally throwing that imposter off the roof. Sprock my old eyes! Quit getting my hopes up.
Well, if he's ON the roof, if shouldn't take much of a push to get him OFF the roof...and maybe we could entice Koko up here with those cookies. [/b]
Maybe we could get both Loris up here too. Get em all with one push.
Mekt, I was hoping you could cooperate with me in my devious plan to rid Legion World of the nefarious Koko. Stand by the roof edge with some cookies, when he approaches - over he goes. Koko always trusted you for some reason. And I'd watch my step, if I were you, because there's some Lightning Lad character who wouldn't mind seeing if you can fly either.
As for the two Loris, I'm personally undecided - youth can often be redeemed. Look at Mekt, for example. But I won't interfere with anyone else's action.
but i am a major super-villain, miss cramer. if you have need of a monkey baiter, i recommend my brother. i'm not sure he could win a fight with two pre-teen girls, though.
thank you, miss umber. do weigh in on my hair color up on the Legion board.
disaster boy. let me know when you'll be arriving in the thirty-first century and i'll have a batch fresh out of the space-oven with which to greet you. unless it wasn't really a cookie you wanted.
why, it's the thin white duke. was he in the lightspeed vanguard?
the holo of me is a reminder that some time has passed since we have seen a dean lee model production. he is hard at work on other artistic endeavors, granted, but perhaps some gentle persuasion is in order.
i have given up pamphlets, for one thing. i have had about four lifetimes full of nonsense as it is. truth is stranger than fiction, and i'm better dressed in real life.
disaster boy. let me know when you'll be arriving in the thirty-first century and i'll have a batch fresh out of the space-oven with which to greet you. unless it wasn't really a cookie you wanted.