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October 2nd, 2002, 05:00 PM
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
Dogscoff scarpers across the screen, turning a corner and colliding with a very expensive looking gilt framed painting of Napoleon, so that his head is poking through the canvas at the point where Napoleon's head should be.
Suitably disguised, he awaits the Hunters, who duly stop to ask "Hey Napolean, did you see Dogscoff come through here?" Dogscoff just points down the hall and walks casually back in the other direction, while the horde storms away...
[ October 02, 2002, 16:01: Message edited by: dogscoff ]
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October 2nd, 2002, 05:13 PM
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
before Growltigga reminds the hunt that Napoleon shuffled off this mortal coil almost 200 years ago....
The hunt reverses and charges after the now visible Dogscoff....
TALLLYYYY HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Growltigga wanders if his uncle Alp Alsan is around at the moment
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October 2nd, 2002, 05:20 PM
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
Dogscoff hurries around another corner (having run past the same bit of furniture 13 times in the style of Hanna Barabara cartoons=-) and finds himself at a dead end. He produces a pot of paint and hurriedly paints an open window onto the wall. He hops through the window to freedom.
The hunting horde rounds the corner and leap to go through the window, and all pile up messily as they hit the solid wall. Barry is Last, with Growltigga on his back desperately trying to persuade him to stop. Unfortunately, T-Rex's aren't very clever (brains the size of peas, you know) and he too tries to jump through the window, hits the wall (and hitting GT's head on the ceiling) and crashes down on top of the dazed hunting party, squashing them all flat. Little birds appear to fly tweeting in a ring above the pile. Tigga sits atop the whole mess, rubbing his head and cursing.
Dogscoff sticks his head back in through the window and sticks his tongue out with a road-runner sound effect and then disappears.
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October 2nd, 2002, 05:33 PM
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
With a boing, the hunting party all reinflate to normal size, Growltigga gets out his magic pen and draws a door on the wall which, heyho, opens to allow the possee egress to Dogscoff...
Dogscoff is sprinting ahead, just a Growltigga, in true cartoon fashion, rings up ACME and orders one of their express '16 ton weight' airdrop service specials, the weight falls directly on top of a worried looking Dogscoff...
SPLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!
Growltigga, being of heroic proportions, lifts up the weight and a severely flattened Dogscoff, little fat feet sticking out either side and a pair of beady eyes on top, shuffles out from under the 26 ton weight, just in time for Barry to sit on him
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October 2nd, 2002, 05:38 PM
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
Trajan reaches into the Napolean painting, snatches the Pope's hat, dusts off Barry, and puts the hat on his head.
Barry smiles, scoops up Tigga using his head and tosses him back on his shoulders.
Snatching a trumpet from the painting, Trajan blows a note to signal the start of the chase anew.
The hunting pack leaps through the hole in the wall, neatly made by Barry's rather solid head, and continues the chase.
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October 2nd, 2002, 06:24 PM
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
Trajan Did you ask your boss if he would have a picture of A.H. behind his desk... If it was in 150 years from now....
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October 2nd, 2002, 06:36 PM
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
The EVP left the painting in the office after we had all left Last night. Today he is in Atlanta scrounging up some more investor cash, so nobody has been able to ask him about it....yet.
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October 2nd, 2002, 06:44 PM
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
Quote:
Originally posted by dogscoff:
He produces a pot of paint and hurriedly paints an open window onto the wall. He hops through the window to freedom.
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Tjeez, haven't you heard of portable black holes (Who framed Roger Rabbit?)?! Those things are great! Your enemies never know where you went when you use one of these babies.
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October 2nd, 2002, 06:46 PM
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
Grunmbling, Dogscoff re-inflates himself with a foot pump and addresses 'Tigga.
D: "Why are you chasing me anyway, I forgot?"
GT: "You lost the cantina. Someone sawed a hole in the floor and the whole cantina vanished, remember?"
D: "Yeah, but I'm not at fault. It's whoever was holding the saw you should be chasing. Hold on, what's that on your fur... is that... sawdust?"
The entire huntung party turns on 'Tigga, who looks rather sheepish and then starts running. Dogscoff grabs a hunting hat, jumps up onto an elephant and leads the charge.
D: "We're going on a Tigga hunt! HAALLLLOOOOOOO!!!"
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October 2nd, 2002, 06:56 PM
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
Rags opens the Cantina doors and steps in, only to fall 20 + feet to the bottom of the pit. A loud thump is heard and Boards and debris continue to fall on him. He sticks his arm out and says; "I'm ok!" He finally gets himself out of the mess and orders a brewski and sits back to watch the cartoon violence that's going on this morning. "Wow, someone finally caught Tigga doing bad things... Tisk Tisk Tigga, you should know better then that!"
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