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ChuckleHuck · 04-17-2007, 07:48 PM

(Ooc: Very nice, I tip my hat to you.)

ChuckleHuck quickly notices the "scratch" and pondered the obscure possibilites of exactly how the blade hit him, in such a quick flash of motion. He pulled out a vial containing a pink-ish liquid. He slammed the vial on the ground, and a pink cloud nearly covered his entire face.

You would say the wound was...tollerably mended. The pink cloud mended to what half of the wound would be. Otherwise, this was good enough for Chuckle. He paused, and searched for the lost logic in this battle. ChuckleHuck understood enough that SephirothKirby came to relaxation for an improvement in his attack...but to him, this was a tad exesive.

Reguardless, he regained focus on the battle. He thought "Oh dear, it seems I lost my mo-jo for a moment...I don't think the mind of...uh...a two-year-old would notice."

"Did I ever tell you that your armor is shiney?" Came the voice of SephirothKirby.

"Gah, how do I get myself into these things?" Chucklehuck murmered to himself.

Without delay, he hobbled over to his rival with a ho-hum expression on his face. He found himself in a stupid position, fighting a someone that resembled a town's fool. He reached into his nap-sack, and pulled out a round, bright red object. You would say it was a bouncy ball...at first sight, that is. He threw the "ball" to where a letter piece was on the Scrabble Board. SephirothKirby's eyes follow the round object, as it bouced...jumped...hopped...ever...so...hypnotized by the sphere.

ChuckleHuck was ready to slice at his rival, dull as a broken bulb by his personality change. But, he thought twice. "Why hurt him, when I could do many things I could not do previously?" He thought. He wrapped his fingers around the Masamune, ever so carefully. With a swift horizontal pull, he stole the sword from SephirothKirby's hand, and made a big backstep for distance. ChuckleHuck honestly tried to come up with something cocky to his rival...but instead he only found the uneven weight of the sword distracting him from saying something witty.

"My word, how on earth do you carry this thing, Puff Ball?" Said ChuckleHuck.

04-17-2007, 07:48 PM	#12
ChuckleHuck Member Join Date: Sep 2006 Location: Next to this man in rags with a knife. He seems very friendly! Gender: Posts: 1,844 Thanks: 83 Thanked 39 Times in 32 Posts Points: 1,866.44 Bank: 0.12 Total Points: 1,866.56 Donate	(Ooc: Very nice, I tip my hat to you.) ChuckleHuck quickly notices the "scratch" and pondered the obscure possibilites of exactly how the blade hit him, in such a quick flash of motion. He pulled out a vial containing a pink-ish liquid. He slammed the vial on the ground, and a pink cloud nearly covered his entire face. You would say the wound was...tollerably mended. The pink cloud mended to what half of the wound would be. Otherwise, this was good enough for Chuckle. He paused, and searched for the lost logic in this battle. ChuckleHuck understood enough that SephirothKirby came to relaxation for an improvement in his attack...but to him, this was a tad exesive. Reguardless, he regained focus on the battle. He thought "Oh dear, it seems I lost my mo-jo for a moment...I don't think the mind of...uh...a two-year-old would notice." "Did I ever tell you that your armor is shiney?" Came the voice of SephirothKirby. "Gah, how do I get myself into these things?" Chucklehuck murmered to himself. Without delay, he hobbled over to his rival with a ho-hum expression on his face. He found himself in a stupid position, fighting a someone that resembled a town's fool. He reached into his nap-sack, and pulled out a round, bright red object. You would say it was a bouncy ball...at first sight, that is. He threw the "ball" to where a letter piece was on the Scrabble Board. SephirothKirby's eyes follow the round object, as it bouced...jumped...hopped...ever...so...hypnotized by the sphere. ChuckleHuck was ready to slice at his rival, dull as a broken bulb by his personality change. But, he thought twice. "Why hurt him, when I could do many things I could not do previously?" He thought. He wrapped his fingers around the Masamune, ever so carefully. With a swift horizontal pull, he stole the sword from SephirothKirby's hand, and made a big backstep for distance. ChuckleHuck honestly tried to come up with something cocky to his rival...but instead he only found the uneven weight of the sword distracting him from saying something witty. "My word, how on earth do you carry this thing, Puff Ball?" Said ChuckleHuck. Last edited by ChuckleHuck; 04-17-2007 at 07:56 PM.