Post splurge time!

Because our pride is on the line. -italicizes- Our frickin' pride is on the frickin' line! Do you hear me? Do you hear me?! YOU'D'A BETTER BE HEARING ME! I CAN'T GET ANY MORE INSISTENT THAN THIS!

DAMN, MY CAPS/ITALICS/BOLD IS STUCK.

WHAT WAS I SAYING?

OH, YES. THAT WE ARE GOING TO SPLURGE ON POSTS TODAY BECAUSE OUR PROFESSIONAL PRIDE IS ON THE LINE. WELL, IT WOULD BE IF WE HAD ANY. OR IF WE EVEN HAD A LINE. MAD ATE IT. -shoots look at penguin- YES, YOU. SPIT OUT THE FISHING TACKLE. -penguin looks back coolly-

BAH, I KNEW IT WOULDN'T WORK.

-penguin chortles-

SHUDDUP, YOU FLIGHTLESS HOMICIDAL BIRD.

-Omu stalks past-

OH GOD, NOT YOU TOO.

-Omu and penguin turn around in unison and fix her with a frigid flightless avian stare-

... YOU CAN'T SEE IT, BUT I AM SCARED AS SHET RIGHT NOW.

-Omu bares teeth-

...

-penguin readies particle cannon-

YEAH, CHRONOS, GREAT IDEA. "MAD'S BORED ALL THE TIME. WHAT SHOULD I GET HIM? OH, I KNOW! A PARTICLE CANNON!" SMOOTH, GIRL. REAL SMOOTH. THANKS FOR DOOMING US ALL.

-various small bulbs on the cannon begin glowing-

IF I GET OUT OF THIS, I AM GOING TO WRING CHRONOS' SCRAWNY--

~Mnem- "-disintegrates-" -osyne