Army of JAM: No Time For Vengeance.
Posted: Mon May 04, 2015 5:44 pm
Comrade JAM just got back from his meeting with the X'zzian captain and just heard the news of what happened in his absence. Zarko, the murderous necromancer took the opportunity to attack while Comrade JAM was distracted.
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Comrade JAM: What the hell happened?! Are my wife and son really dead?!

Jonah Hex: Ex-wife. Ya really gotta let 'er go n' move on. Ain't healthy th' way ya pine after 'er.

Comrade JAM: ...are you serious right now? She's dead. She and my son are dead.
Billy Gibbons: Comrade, people are dyin' on us all the time man, why do you care now?
Comrade JAM: I don't know... maybe it's character development? Or maybe some shitty writing?
Billy: ...yeah, probably that last one, but Comrade, either way, there's no time for vengeance. We got bigger fish to fry.
Comrade JAM: Like wh----
*CLUNK*
*The door busts open.*

Warhead: HOLY SHIT, THAT SUCKED ASS.

Comrade JAM: What the hell happened? I heard you were dead.
Warhead: DO YOU KNOW WHAT IMMORTAL MEANS?

Comrade JAM: Well yeah, but I thought it was just an expression.
Warhead: NO, IT SURE ISN'T.

Comrade JAM: Gotcha, now, can you explain to me just what happened out there?
WARHEAD: I WOULD, AND I COULD, BUT... I NEED SOME BOOZE!!

Warhead *GLUG* *GLUG* *GLUG*

As the watchful eye of the gate guards, do their thankless duties, Warhead drinks excessively, burps triumphantly and tells crazy stories of times long ago.

The watchmen stirs in the tower as Warhead fills the castle with bellowing laughter and obnoxious tom foolery.

A raptor rider opens fire on an unknown target, for an unknown purpose.

This mech operator fell asleep because his daughter was sick last night with the flu...
...and the plot has barely moved forward at all.
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Comrade JAM: What the hell happened?! Are my wife and son really dead?!

Jonah Hex: Ex-wife. Ya really gotta let 'er go n' move on. Ain't healthy th' way ya pine after 'er.

Comrade JAM: ...are you serious right now? She's dead. She and my son are dead.
Billy Gibbons: Comrade, people are dyin' on us all the time man, why do you care now?
Comrade JAM: I don't know... maybe it's character development? Or maybe some shitty writing?
Billy: ...yeah, probably that last one, but Comrade, either way, there's no time for vengeance. We got bigger fish to fry.
Comrade JAM: Like wh----
*CLUNK*
*The door busts open.*

Warhead: HOLY SHIT, THAT SUCKED ASS.

Comrade JAM: What the hell happened? I heard you were dead.
Warhead: DO YOU KNOW WHAT IMMORTAL MEANS?

Comrade JAM: Well yeah, but I thought it was just an expression.
Warhead: NO, IT SURE ISN'T.

Comrade JAM: Gotcha, now, can you explain to me just what happened out there?
WARHEAD: I WOULD, AND I COULD, BUT... I NEED SOME BOOZE!!

Warhead *GLUG* *GLUG* *GLUG*

As the watchful eye of the gate guards, do their thankless duties, Warhead drinks excessively, burps triumphantly and tells crazy stories of times long ago.

The watchmen stirs in the tower as Warhead fills the castle with bellowing laughter and obnoxious tom foolery.

A raptor rider opens fire on an unknown target, for an unknown purpose.

This mech operator fell asleep because his daughter was sick last night with the flu...
...and the plot has barely moved forward at all.



































