Gah This is what happens at 1am when I'm bored.
Fantastic. I, for one, welcome our new Baboon overlords. Where do I sign up?
your = Belonging to you.
you're = Contraction meaning "You are."
Ur = The name of an ancient Mesopotamian city.
ur = This is not a word.
....I think them funky antennae are doing odd things to your brain pan~
...the sword is truth...
~whiteperegrine~
OOO Imagine a whole VG of evil winged samurai baboons.
Yeah I need to get to bed. I'm visiting an art gallery tomorrow in your fair United States.
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I'd monkey around with the idea a bit more if I were you.
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I hate you for saying that.
Before I thought of it.
your = Belonging to you.
you're = Contraction meaning "You are."
Ur = The name of an ancient Mesopotamian city.
ur = This is not a word.
You should rename the thread to:
Gah This is what happens at 1am when I'm stoned off my [censored] with LSD and watching the Wizard of Oz.
I think what we have here is another great idea for Masterminds -- really, Devs are you listening?
Can I be your sharply dresssed-orangutang slave? Pweease?
Scarf_Girl�s Official Kid Brother!
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You should rename the thread to:
Gah This is what happens at 1am when I'm stoned off my [censored] with LSD and watching the Wizard of Oz.
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Nah that title is too long
And drungs are bad. It was sleep madness kicking in last night.
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Nah that title is too long
And drugs are bad mmmkay. It was sleep madness kicking in last night.
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fixed it for ya!
I started thinking about what I'd do if I had about 4 million dollars. Then I saw a picture of a baboon. This is what I came up with. Be afraid:
I would buy a good amount of pregnant baboons, say 30,000 (you get a discount every 1000) . Once the babies were born I would strip them from their mothers so that they recognize me as their leader. Then the training would begin.
Each day my baboon army will train in 5 forms of martial arts. Over time they would hone their deadly skills and become an extremely efficient and obedient force. Then when the time was right each would be presented with a set of baboon samurai armor and a baboon katana. Through out their training more pregnant baboons would be purchased and trained by the first baboon regiment.
As subsequent generations of baboons were born and trained my army's numbers would rise. On March 25th 2011, my baboon hoard of 1,000,000 would strike New York, bringing it to its knees in a mere 3 days. The city would then be proclaimed "The Urban Jungle". The cities motto would be Welcome to the Jungle. Many would come for the fun and games, only to realize they were just a ploy.
Several more baboons would be raised and within the month North and South America would be mine, held tightly in a furry iron fist.
During this time my tech baboons, with the gained resources and information from taking over 2 continents, will have developed mechanical wings which could be grafted onto each of my baboon followers.
By the summer, after having taken flight across the Atlantic and easily dispelling any would be threats, my winged samurai baboons will have successfully taken Europe and made their way into Africa to acquire more troops.
As our battles raged on and my influence spread across the globe, the world would be thrown into total chaos.
As autumn drew near my plans for world domination would be complete. With all of the fighting over the baboons would begin to live life exactly as humans did, going to work, getting married, using the computer and dressing in moderately priced suits, only there'd be a lot more crap everywhere.
Here is what the troops will look like. Just a warning.
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