I run after 3rkid because I found Psycho's pic funnier than his... 8-)

 

 

 

I beat him up and take the cheese... I then leave him in a bloody and broken mess of flesh and bones. ;)

I, uh, well I'm not quite sure what I do. But somehow I wind up with the cheese, and you wind up in a bear trap.

the good thing is that i am immune to traps, due to the fact that my mind is like a steel trap [rusty and closed]

 

I somehow still have the cheese.

I then take a demon, disguise it as a cute, homeless kitty, and put it out on the street for silver_wits to notice.

 

When she does, the demon eats her, and I grab the cheese :twisted: .

Jeez, people can't read...

 

 

 

You can't take it because it's locked out! :evil:

 

 

 

(I don't care about locks. I just... take it...)

 

 

 

I jump down from the top of a tall building onto romy. They are now unconcious. I take the cheese AND EAT IT!

I then take a demon, disguise it as a cute, homeless kitty, and put it out on the street for silver_wits to notice.

 

When she does, the demon eats her, and I grab the cheese :twisted: .

 

 

 

 

 

the demon doesn't actually eat me.. it just licks my face, and I laugh and accidently drop the cheese.... #-o

 

get your rumours straight people!

 

 

 

I'm inedible.

 

 

 

I now slap Super_arty for disobeying the rules and eating the cheese, which was previously covered in my puke....

 

 

 

I then mug him, take the money I earned, and purchase some more cheese... I then carry the cheese home, along with my innocent little kitty, and go take a nap... along with the cheese and kitten. :

I find it physically impossible to wake up the cute sleeping cat. I craft tiny kitty earmuffs and gently place them on the cat, then pull out my airhorn and empty it into Silver's ear. Its so loud even her eyes go deaf... er... blind. While she can't see or hear, I push Silver down an elevator shaft (which I assume she has in her home), pet her cat, then escape with the cheese.

 

 

 

P.S. I rock.

while I am deaf and deaf.. er.. blind that is.. I black out and fall unconscious in the pitch black elevator shaft.

 

I die.

 

Psycho decided to escape with the cheese by using the elevator.

 

 

 

I then haunt the little [cabbage] to death.

 

 

 

since Psycho dies.. the cheese is in the elevator... the broken elevator. in the hands of a dead body.

 

 

 

I run off to find some poor idiot to ressurect me [or take over his body]

But the idiot, not surprisingly, does it wrong, and you get resurrected as a cockroach

a cockroach that can live for 7 days if it gets beheaded!!! \

What if its exoskeleton is crushed?

I die again.. I then go with Psycho_robot to haunt the cheese. #-o

Darn right you die. And I keep the cheese and ignore your hauntings

I kick Psycho in his ghostly but and take the cheese. :shame:

I then suicide, to become a ghost, and steal it from silver_wits's hands \ .

I slap romy and take the cheese back. :

I then pull silver's legs, making her trip, and then quickly grab the cheese and hide in a place no one could find me! Muhahahahaha! :twisted: :twisted: :twisted:

I take the cheese out of romy's pocket and put it in my shoe.

I shoot your shoe, and catch the cheese while it's in the air!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It's mine! It's all mine! :twisted: :twisted: :twisted:

I call ghost busters on romy.. when they come, I hide...

 

when they leave, i take the cheese :

I then torture their souls, and come back.

 

 

 

I use a ghost-ish knife and cut your hands from the shoulders down, and take the cheese!

 

 

 

Go ahead, take my cheese now 8-) .

Oh jeezy, y'alls gotta stop pickin' on each others.

 

 

 

I mean, yah, you betcha, it's Minnesota and it's flippin' freezin' out there.

 

 

 

And. Flipping freezing in my heart. I want cheese and I don't care who's in my way! :twisted:

 

 

 

So, Romy, think you're entitled to a bit of cheese? I think not. *blast into the future 10 hours* I'm at the movie theater with my friends. We've just all met up, getting ready to see "Bride Wars", because wars are cool and angry brides are funny. All of a sudden, Romy struts in thinking "oooh, I'm romy, I pwny, my cheese, SW will never catch me going into a chick-flick!!" You're right, grasshopper, but something fluffy is stalking you Cullen-style. We get into the theater and you sit conveniently two rows in front of me, eating your popcorn and watching the Pepsi bottles race on the screen. You relax a bit, stretching out, putting your feet on the seat in front of you, and putting the cheese in your cupholder. Suddenly, I jump right onto your shoulders and bite in- okay, nope, not Cullen-style, not fun enough. So. Suddenly, an image of a waterfall shows up on the screen advertising some movie coming out summer '09. You realize you forgot to use the bathroom before you entered a movie theater. Big mistake. You leave your coat on your seat to claim it and to remember where you were sitting. You also leave your drink, your popcorn, and... the cheese. As you exit the theater, I "accidentally" fling my friend's hairband two rows in front of me, onto your seat. My friend freaks out, this being Jessie she basically flings the whole alphabet of swear words at me in a sailor-like manner and makes me go get her hairband before that creepy person comes back to sit on their trenchcoat. I hop over the seats to get to your seat, and when Jessie turns her head after I've grabbed her hairband (she wouldn't have let me off this time, last time I flung her hairband somewhere it went under a door) I grabbed el queso. The cheese. I replaced it with this crystal-thing I made in eighth grade silence that could look sorta like hardened crystallized cheese. You get back, make sure everything is in order, see your orange-blob of loveliness, and enjoy the movie. I sit back, relax a little, and an evil smirk emerges on my face as the opening credits begin.

 

 

 

As the movie lets out, you exit first, being in a row closer to the front. You leave quickly, leaving a mess around your seat. I exit slowly with my friends, telling one of them thanks for buying the tickets, telling another thanks for the popcorn, and laughing about funny parts in the movie. As you approach the building exit, you turn your head, hearing a bunch of girls giggling. As you turn, I catch your eyes for the slightest moment, blinding you with my evilness. You continue to stare at me. My friends laugh at your awkwardness, and you stumble away in a mist of confusion with your damaged pride.

I "accidentally" fling my friend's hairband two rows in front of me, onto your seat

 

I had previously transformed myself into the hairband, and while you are climbing forwards, i turn back into myself, grab the cheese and put a hairband that I had prepared earlier onto the seat. With your friend swearing at you, you do not notice me slip away with the cheese. But before I go, I replace the cheese with the fake-ish cheese out of a cheese 'n' sneeze sandwich. I HAVE THE CHEESE.

I grab my handy-dandy curare-dipped pencil and stab Super_arty with it, then run away with the cheese as he dies.

I bribe lielac with pictures of topless carwash for the cheese.

 

 

 

I acquire the cheese.