User blog:Jasmin231/Stick of DOOOM... Stuff that needs to be continued...

Jazz: No one's on chat... Lalala...

~ MissGeek has joined the chat. ~

Missy: Hello Everyone seems to know my weakness now. A somewhat empty chat room... Hello?

Jazz: Hi.

Missy: Good, you're here. Hi there.

Jazz: Yes, I'm here. My icon ain't there for show!

Missy: Ah. Well, you never know.

Jazz: True... I'm still wondering about that delayed scream of horror, though.

((This had to do with the chat we had a few days ago.))

Missy: Oh, yes, how could I forget.

Jazz: I don't know.

Missy: My delayed scream of horror... What will I be turned into? I still have no clue

Jazz: Neither do I.

Missy: All I know is that it's not human... That's it.

Jazz: *nod*

Missy: We've already done Kirby bosses, joked about Skullgirls, slow clapped so many times that I'm literally GLaDOS. I have no clue what else to do.

Jazz: No freaking clue... *knocks on stick* Hurry uuuuppp.

Missy: Maybe it's a delayed stick power? I have no idea...

Jazz: Might be. It never takes this long.

Missy: ...Well, either my brain is broken, or the stick is. Probably my brain.

Jazz: Maybe. *knocks on stick again*

Missy: ...This is the problem with chat. Nothing ever happens unless there are more than two people, and all three or more need to be hopped up on sugar.

Jazz: Yeah... Or at least need to make you think they are.

Missy: Exactly.

Jazz: ... This thing still isn't working...

Missy: No it's not...

Jazz: We could try another poke...

Missy: Uh... I don't know...

Jazz: ... Which'd bring the total up to four on you...

Missy: It would indeed.

Jazz: So, uh, ready?

Missy: ...Sure. Yeah, I'm ready.

Jazz: *covers eyes and le pokes*

Missy: *poof* Well, that's new. *is a personality core* (Because Rick's human now, I thought this would be funny)

Jazz: (Brilliant.) Well then.

Missy: Yeah, this is... weird. I have no arms or legs or portal gun holding wings now.

Jazz: *picks Missy up, sliding stick back into sheath*

Missy: And now you can carry me around like Wheatley. Lovely. *slow clap, despite not having arms*

Jazz: (Slow clap processor. It always works.)

Missy: Yes, yes it does. It never fails me.

Jazz: ... We could try again...

Missy: I don't want my total to go up to five. YOU try it.

Jazz: *annoyed sigh* FIIIINE.

Missy: ^^

Jazz: *puts Missy down, and pokes self with stick* (Poof.)

Missy: Did it work? Are you human?

Jazz: Nope.

Missy: ...As expected. What else is new?

Jazz: This form, I guess? Missy: And what form might that be? What are you?

Jazz: ... I'm a puffball. Are you blind with that one eye?

Missy: *blink blink* Possibly? Maybe my eye circuits aren't working without my glasses.

Jazz: That might be it.

Missy: Well, this officially sucks. At least Kittie isn't a hedgehog, though...

Jazz: No she isn't. She's still a paint witch.

Missy: Good. I mean, at least she has HANDS!

Jazz: ... No she doesn't...

Missy: Well, she has sleeves, right?

Jazz: Yeah.

Missy: So it appears she has arms, even if they don't work...

Jazz: Yeah.

Missy: So what should we do now? I'm not getting le poked again.

Jazz: *sigh* I don't know. But if Kittie comes, I say we le poke her.

((You heard that right, Kittie.))

Missy: Agreed. But for now, we are once again stuck in the doldrums of chat.

Jazz: Yes we are... But at least Kirby won't try to attack us on sight now...

Missy: True, but if nothing happens in the next fifteen minutes or so, I'll just go offline.

Jazz: Agreed. But, uh, maybe we should try to find him?

Missy: Kirby? Perhaps...

Jazz: *picks Missy up again* Then let's go. Missy: Aye aye, cAPTAIN. lET'S GO! *ugh my caps got stuck*

Jazz: (I can tell.)

Missy: Obviously.

Jazz: ... Where the heck is he? Missy: On Popstar, most likely.

Jazz: ... Well, thanks. Now how would we get there? Missy: Via spaceship?

Jazz: 'Cause, y'know, we're totally going to find one.

Missy: We could... build one? Or you could, since you have hands.

Jazz: ... They're more like nubs... And I don't know to build one, anyways.

Missy: You could always ask Space Core.

Jazz: Mhm, suuure, 'cause that'll help.

Missy: I find your lack of faith disturbing, Jazz/

Jazz: ... You know, let's just try. I still doubt that it'll help, though.

Missy: Sure, let's give it a whirl. Hey, Space Core! Space: "Space?"

Jazz: ... We need a spaceship. Space: "Spaceship! Space? Spaceship, spaceship... I don't know how to build one."

Jazz: Told ya.

Missy: *face...floor, because I can't facepalm* Okay, you were right. We need another way to resolve this. But it will have to wait, because I gtg. Dx

Jazz: Well, uh, see you later, then.

Missy: Okay, bye.

Jazz: Bye, Missy.

~ MissGeek has left the chat. ~