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Posted: 04 Jun 2005 17:38
by seaneley
It is time for "Plan B"! ...Yes! Yes! Come to Daddy! Come to Muton!
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The Red Shadows can never be defeated, America! Taste our cold dish of vengeance!
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Curse you, Duke and Action Force! Your meddling has foiled my plans again!
Posted: 04 Jun 2005 17:48
by seaneley
Yet, I escape once again! And there will be a "next time", Thomas! Oh yes! There will be a "next time"!
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Well, my sordid plot may have been stymied, but at least I have the compensation of being promoted to the position of "Jr. Engineer"... One must accept the small victories when they come...
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Thus I return to Baltimore, Ohio to lick my wounds, rest and plot anew! Vengeance will be mine, saith the Muton!
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TOMORROW : DAY TWO & FRESH SHENANIGANS GALORE! MORE MUTON MAYHEM! MORE EVIL THAN YOU CAN SHAKE A STICK AT! (But, really... Who would want to "shake a stick at evil" anyway? It's a mystery to me...)
Muton World Tour...
Posted: 05 Jun 2005 22:58
by steve
Posted: 06 Jun 2005 04:25
by seaneley
DAY TWO
The invasion of Ohio continues as Muton travels to Canal Winchester, Ohio for coffee and a rousing welcome by the local Cobra Mountain militia (area code 43110)!
Muton meets up with some old American friends in nearby Canal W. - The local Cobra Battle Android Trooper brigade!
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Ah! Nothing like a fresh cup of joe at Canal's finest java establishment with my "Bro-bot", the B.A.T. (v.2)... By the way, Muton likes his women like his coffee -- dark and bitter!
Posted: 06 Jun 2005 04:34
by seaneley
The boys and girls at Cobra Mountain are always happy to welcome a fellow instigator of evil to America's shores!
: We are humbly honored by your presence, Muton-san! Come, rest your feet and partake of some sweetened rice wine.
: Yay, Muton! Go team!
: Did I blend the "smoothie" good?
: Yeah, buddy! (hic!) Just right!
: Whoo, boy... I'm "flying" already! Out of sight!
: They never make that big a deal about me... (sniff)
: What'ssss all the noissssse? I wassss on a conference call with Ted Warner!
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The Chef-Viper really knows how to whip up some amazing Cobra Cookies(TM)! (Look out Keebler!)
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It looks like there is going to be a par-tay in the Snake House tonight!
: Oh, when the saints... Go marching in! Ohhhh, when the saints go marching innnn... Oh, how I want to be in that number... Wheeeeen the saints go marching in!
I've got a fever, and the only prescription is more Muton, Baby!
: We've got Mad Love for the Muton!
Posted: 06 Jun 2005 04:46
by seaneley
Posted: 07 Jun 2005 03:30
by seaneley
DAY FOUR
Sadly, the invasion of Ohio appears to have become a tactical impossibility. Somewhat discouraged, yet enjoying the companionship of a new mate, Muton prepares himself for the next leg of his journey. This will be a sad day, as he says fond goodbyes and settles some gambling debts... Yet, there are still surprises waiting in store for our traveling mechanoid... (You know, I think we might have seen a little more bloodshed if that stupid Muton had actually tried to, say, attack something or someone!... And Thomas doesn't count! [sigh!])
Hey, down there! Yes, that's right! You two of a freakishly misshapen nature!
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I don't believe my cybernetically enhanced sensors! Yonder arboreal dwelling mortal appears to match the description of the original Action Man! ...Setting phasers on "emasculate"...
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Heh. Heh. No need for overt hostilities toward my... (cough) "little Joe", fellas! I'm actually the original 12" G.I. Joe. I know it can be hard for collectors to tell Action Man and myself apart, but let's just say that it would take you a lot longer to...er, remove my... "manhood"... than it would Action Man's! Ha! Ha!
: Hey... Muton! Ya wanna... (hic!) jump in the Hyena wif us... cruise for chicks... an' then peel out on Duke's... lawn? (hic!)
: Pimpin' ride, Recondo!
: Man, I'll bet the chicks really dig this "babe magnet"!
: Man, that Muton is a god! I wish I could bronze him!
: Back up, boys! You'll rust all my chrome with your hot breath!
: ...
: Yeah! What the handicapped guy said!
: I believe he is expressing interest in locating an unoccupied lavatory rather quickly...
: Woof! Woof!
: You know something, Stalker? Junkyard barks like that only when there is great danger approaching -- something on the magnitude of an earthquake or killer asteroid wiping out the entire human species...
: Or it could be that bucket of spicy chicken wings I just gave the poor pooch... Which would mean that Snake-Eyes isn't the only one who will need a "lavatory" soon!
