Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26988423-20160602092216/@comment-26826553-20160606060633

Vergel Nikolai wrote: The Ancient Pult Ancestor wrote: Vergel Nikolai wrote: //Are my kids still in school? Because if so...

Joustalot: OK, kids. I better go and buy a boorjer, if that's how they read it, and buy four packs of fries. How's that?

All: Yeah! JC: No one is giving you permission to speak...But I suppose I'll let that one pass. Hey, you there, don't call out to the kids while they're still training...But anyway, ten minutes left. Now do those 25 whacks faster. And while you're at it...Rule #1, Rule #2, Unity, Honor Code! Joustalot: On the go, sire. And, do you mind if I buy you some too?

Aurocoatl: *practices the 90 degree* How can I can't do it. Maybe because I don't have roots. *idea* *grabs some magical scissors and cuts his leaf to look like feet* There! *tries it again* Now it's perfect. James Carter: Hmmm...*takes money from his wallet, turns it into a paper plane, & throws it at Joustalot*...thanks, man! Now...Recite them all, kids. Rule #1, Rule #2, Unity, Honor Code!

All: SIR RULE NUMBER ONE SIR! UPPERCLASSMEN ARE ALWAYS RIGHT SIR!

James Carter: Make it faster. Whoa, there kid, wrong move, after you poke, go to the right, not upward, you wanna whack yourself in the face again?

Stan: Sir no sir!

All: SIR RULE NUMBER TWO SIR! IF YOU THINK UPPERCLASSMEN ARE WRONG, REFER TO RULE NUMBER ONE SIR!

Stan: *strikes himself in the face* Ugh...

Kyle (not final): *laughs*

JC: No laughing soldier. I told you, kid, you're gonna be whacking your face again, wrong move, that way, not this way.

All: SIR, UNITY, SIR! THE FAULT OF ONE IS THE FAULT OF ALL SIR!

(Cartmelan swings his pole the wrong way & strikes Kenny in the balls (plants don't have balls but yeah), killing him...I lost count of how many times that orange stinger died already.)

Stan: Oh my gosh, you killed Kenny!

Kyle: You bast-

JC: THAT'S NOT WHAT I TOLD YOU F**KERS TO SAY!

All: SIR, HONOR CODE SIR! WE, THE CADETS DO NOT LIE, CHEAT, STEAL, NOR DO WE TOLERATE THOSE WHO DO SO!

JC: DO SO WHAT?!

All: DO SO SIR!