Ed, Edd, and Eddy. What weird names for three friends. Probably more than coincidence.
He stowed it for now.
"Kid, what you're doing is not good. I don't think I have to emphasize the not good part of that. Why the hell do you even do that, anyhow?"
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp.""I haven't had to scam a single thing defeating the Reapers. Then again, not like they can be scammed. Not unless you made a decoy galaxy with huge-ass signs saying 'Oh look, organic life to harvest!'"
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp.""Look can we address some more important things like where am I,who are you,and what is happening"Edd said disgrunteled by there refusal to let things slide "One minute I'm being beaten by Kevin and Sarah along with Eddy now I'm Surrounded by goverment agents and Lizards" he was curious as to the situation at hand "And what's a reaper"
edited 1st Jun '11 1:34:44 PM by Lapsedtreker
Proveing 12 year olds are the filthist people around"First off, I'm not a government agent. I'm a Spectre. More of a James Bond type, really. As for my name... I'm Commander Shepard. And a Reaper... a Reaper is a huge two-kilometer tall AI-controlled dreadnought that belonged to a machine race of the same ships. They exterminated all organic life every 50,000 years. I destroyed every last one."
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."The trek across the desert was long and harsh. The sun beat down on the group, like a flaming eye watching them from above. Though, given what had happened to them already, an actual flaming eye wouldn't have been unprecedented. As they walked, they saw absolutely no signs of life. There was the occasional tumbleweed, but aside from that there was nothing. They came to a stop as Bowser's foot hit some kind of metal hatch, which dented under the Koopa king's weight. Metallic mockeries of flowers and cacti surrounded them, petals of brass and needles of steel growing from their polished forms.
Peabody squinted at the horizon. He'd decided to stay behind, as his abilities were more suited for defense. He saw nothing but dust and the occasional shimmer of heat. All was quiet. A hot wind blew past. A metallic blur could be seen on the horizon if they looked close enough.
As the group walked across the desert, the demon watched from the shadows, his true face hidden behind a mask of smooth black leather.
"Hmm. So, they seek The Clockwork. Just as well. Though I suppose some... reinforcements would be in order." He raised a hand and a small patch of ground bubbled with gore. His children burst forth, creatures of warty flesh, polished steel, and binding leather. The demon grinned. This would do nicely. "Stay with me, my children. Your time shall come."
edited 1st Jun '11 3:42:03 PM by Bindlestick
"You have more than enough potential. So tell me what is the one wish that would make your soul gem shine." -Mitt Romney, probably

"Kevin is that you under there" Edd said half seriously also wondering what form of technology Shepard's armor was,he dissmissed the suit as Classified military technology he turned to the Docter.He could swear he knew him from somewhere but could not remember where
edited 1st Jun '11 12:32:27 PM by Lapsedtreker
Proveing 12 year olds are the filthist people around