And it’s all ove-
Neoprene: Haha… just
kidding. I am avake! I had you all fooled, nein?
Naked: OH, THAT
DOES IT!
Nakedman angrily bitchslaps Neo with
the gauntlet.
*SMACK*
And he does it again. And again. Then another
5 times.
Davros: WOW! Would you look
at that?
CJ: He doth dishonor
him with the back of the hand. That be against the chivalric code!
VK: Aye. But we doth
slappeth like that as well.
CJ: Thou art right!
HUZZAH!
The two toast again to celebrate their
violations of the principles that bond their society together. Then they both
fall out of their stools, totally smashed on mead.
Davros: Karl is counting
again…
Ref: 1… 2… 3… 4… 5… 6…
7… 8… 9…
Nakedman nervously bites his fingernails.
Naked: OW! My
tooth! Oh right… I’m wearing the gauntlet on that hand.
Ref: …10!
Naked: WOO-HOO!!!!!
Davros: Nakedman HAS DONE
IT! He’s just won the Bar Room Brawl with a bitchslap! OH! I can’t imagine a
better ending, though it’s possible Neoprene could!
Nakedman jumps up and down, hooting.
Davros: After three rounds…
Nakedman stands victorious. He has finally pulled it off! What do you think
about that, guys?
VK: …
CJ: *vomits*
Davros: I agree
wholeheartedly!
Just then, Clothed Chic and Robed Girl pick
themselves up and observe the aftermath.
Clothed Chic: Did… did we win?
Naked: WOOO! I
RULE! HAHAHA! Hey girls!
Robed Girl: Looks like it.
Davros: …And at long last
we have a sense of conclusion. This victory ties up all the loose ends. I can’t
possibly imagine what else anyone would want to-
Spooky Ghost: OoooOooooo!
As if mysteriously out of the ether, the
Spooky Ghost arrives with no one seeing where he came from.
Spooky Ghost: Damn it all, flesh man. My plans have failed. At every
opportunity I have attempted to spook you into failing… for no reason at all.
Naked: YEAH! I’m
the BRB Champ! I’m the BRB CHAMP! *does jig* Not even you can get me upset now.
Spooky Ghost: Enjoy your victory while you still live, puny non-dead man.
Because soon my amazing ghost force will destroy you. Now please allow me just
a minute to pull out my ghost .22 from under my shee…err… specter wall. I mean…
OOOooOooo… you did not hear me say “sheet.” I will it.
Naked: Shut
up.
Spooky Ghost: Oh, I have a suggestion for you too. Kiss my non-corporeal ass.
Naked: Okay. I
was wrong. You can still get me angry. But this is the end of the road for you.
Nakedlytes… get him!
Clothed Chic, Rude Girl and Half-Naked Honey
run over to him and start pulling him down.
Spooky Ghost: HEY! OW! OooOooo… stop! I command it! OooOooo! I’m really not
kidding. I will curse you. Oh! Now look what you did. I dropped my GHOST gun.
Now I will have to just throw these GHOST bullets at Nakedman really fast. With
my GHOST speed.
Clothed Chic: UNG! WE GOT HIM!
The three fall down on him and have him
covered.
Robed Girl: Wow, this guy sure is scrawny.
Half-Naked Honey: No wonder he hides himself.
Spooky Ghost: Stop! I will grant you three wishes. Ghosts can do that. Really.
Naked: Psha. I
don’t even care. Girls, rip off the sheet!
Spooky Ghost: NO! I am the Ghost of… uhh… I mean the Ghost in The Shell. Do not
tear my shell or you will have to suffer the wrath of my huge anime eyes and
unbelievable bust proportions.
Clothed Chic: I’ve got it… aaaand…
*WHOOSH*
All: *GASP*