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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47  Posts: 538/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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| Melvin idly swung the guitar, batting the ball back effortlessly, continuing to play mind games with the clone. Melvin: And seriously, what kind of fucking clone is going to bleep out 'suck'? You're one hell of a wimpy killer robot. |
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47 Posts: 539/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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OFF: Suck isn't a swear word.  --- Melvin crouched down, then sent himself flying into the air, traveling over the ball of energy as it passed between his legs, slamming into the debris behind him and cutting a hole clear through the building. Melvin: See, there it is again. No decently-made clone of myself wouldn't be able to curse. Oh, and by the way-- Bringing the Gibson Flying V up over his head, he swung it down towards the Melvin-Bot's head, attempting to crack him right over the skull. |
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47 Posts: 540/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47 Posts: 541/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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| That, and the card game only consisted of a single story arc in the manga, but it was the one that caught on the most with audiences. A whole slew of other games were featured - my favorite being the D&D clone. | |||
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47 Posts: 542/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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| I always perferred kitsunegirls over catgirls. So much fluffier. | |||
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47 Posts: 543/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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| As the razor tips of the chainsaws came into contact with the surface of the Gibson Flying V, Mel-Bot #4 would most likely feel the hairs on the back of his neck prickle. Red electric sparks leapt across the surface of the guitar, and the sharp sawtooth blades of the chainsaws quickly broke off, leaving Mel-Bot #4 like a cat without fangs. Stepping back, Melvin hefted the guitar up onto his shoulder, grinning madly. Melvin: And any decent clone would know that it'll take more than chainsaws to rip up Atomsk's guitar. |
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47 Posts: 544/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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| Melvin was idly staring at monitors displaying his various spy cameras set up in various places - all over Japan, in Dani's shower, etc. Smithy stood behind him, looking over a few monitors, when Melvin suddenly leaned forward and pressed a finger against the glass of the Neo Grape Gardens camera. Melvin: Look! Kirbynite's dancing around excitedly! He must be up to something! Smithy: Yay! Adventure time! Adventure time! Gim: Drat! And I just cleaned those monitors... --- Five minutes later --- Out in the main hangar, destruction was amiss. There were huge holes in the walls, and Gims scurried about trying to repair the damage from Melvin's last Whack-A-Clone game, which completely tore up the building. As Smithy sat down in the Melvinmobile's passenger seat, and Melvin moved around to the driver's seat, Booster came running up from afar. Booster: And where are you two going? Melvin: We're going to ruin Kirbynite's shit. Booster: And what about the building reconstruction? Melvin: Handle it. Booster: What?! Wait, I-- Booster pointed dramatically at Melvin -- before realizing that the Volkswagon was already in the air and drifting off. He lowered his arm, sighed heavily, and trudged back inside as an I-beam fell to the ground right behind him. --- Half an hour later --- The Melvinmobile drops vertically at high speed, and comes down directly on top of Kirbynite's crops, completely smooshing them. Both front doors swing open, and Melvin and Smithy step out, the former pointing dramatically towards Kirbynite. Melvin: Kirbynite! We're here to beat you up and take your money! Smithy: Er, boss? They're gone. Smithy was right. The yard was completely empty. Melvin: Er... Kirb? You here?  Smithy: They were gone when we got here. Melvin: --() |
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47 Posts: 545/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47 Posts: 546/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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| Melvin closely examined a note on the door of Kirbynite's little house. Cottage. Whatever the fuck he lives in. Melvin: "Dear Chuchu... Schala, treasure hunt, Schala, treasure hunt, Schala, Schala, Schala. Love, Kirbynite." Smithy and Melvin: |
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47 Posts: 547/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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| Melvin scratched his head as he looked at the letter. Melvin: This gives us absolutely no clues as to where he is... Smithy! Activate... the Kirby Hunter! Smithy: Right-o, Boss! A large antenna pops out of Smithy's head, and he begins to make beeping noises, a glow on the tip of the antenna brightening and fading in tune with the beeps. Melvin walks over to his comrade, picks him up, and begins to carry him around like a metal detector. He walks off towards the Melvinmobile, Smithy constantly beeping as he does so. Smithy: Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. |
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47 Posts: 548/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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| Melvin was sitting in his office in his bathrobe, both feet on his desk, enveloped in fuzzy slippers. The TV was showing a rerun of Baka Baka no Smithy-kun. The double doors opened with a swish, as Smithy stepped in. Smithy: Er, Boss? Someone here to see you. Melvin: Who? It's Saturday morning. Nobody in their right mind would come and see me. Cartoons are on right now. Smithy: I dunno. Some guy just came up to the doors and started ranting and raving. Shall I... deal with him?  Melvin: Nah, forget it. It's Saturday morning, so it must be important. I'll be down in a second-- Leaning backwards, Melvin's cushy office chair flipped over, sending him directly out the window behind him. Falling towards the ground, he aimed his fingers towards the ground, and snapped them -- a large flash emitted, followed by billowing amounts of smoke, which he dove out of, in his trademark labcoat outfit. Melvin flipped over, feet towards the ground now, and opened his arms as his Jet Scrander wings shot out from his back, quickly slowing his decent just in time, as he dropped to the cement in front of Grey, his shoes clacking against the ground. Melvin: Hey! What can I do for you? |
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47 Posts: 549/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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| (Bwah! Who's using the unavoidable attacks now? But I've already got a workaround.) Melvin blinked at the drill of impending doom before him, as he shifted to put away his guitar. He simply stood there, watching the spiraling cone of metal fly towards him. The point was only inches from his face, when-- Thwaaaaam! A huge, metallic fist came up through the floor, causing yet even more structural damage to the corporate building, and assuming that it would hit, and seeing as how there was no reason why it wouldn't, would slam directly into the drill-form Melvin-Bot #5 from the bottom, and send him into the upper atmosphere in a flash of light, Team Rocket-style. rawk |
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47 Posts: 550/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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| Melvin grinned and nodded, hands at his sides. Melvin: Why, yes, yes I am. So what might this 'extreme personal feud' be that you speak of? |
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47 Posts: 551/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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| Melvin raised an eyebrow at the damaged section of crops, then shrugged helplessly, tossing Smithy into the Melvinmobile and heading off for Rogueport... | |||
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47 Posts: 552/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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| Melvin: One obliging, coming up! Melvin slid back into a defensive stance, before pulling back his sleeve with a single tug, holding his watch to his face -- and as he spoke, the clock face began to blink green... Melvin: Fumetsu no Mashin, Melvin Robo! A giant, gloved, mechanical robot hand plowed through the cement at Melvin's feet, lifting him high into the air upon it's fist, as a towering giant robot in Melvin's image began to rise. Sliding himself down the hand and into the ear, he landed square in the cockpit seat, settling his hands on the two control sticks inside. Melvin: Melvin Robo! Let's... IGNITION! Melvin pulled on the control sticks, one foot pressing into the left pedal, and the gigantic Melvin Robo stepped one foot back, striking a generic henshin pose as the area behind it turned black, green thunderbolts striking down just behind him all badass-like. |
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47 Posts: 553/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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| Melvin Phillip Gurio has worked tirelessly to improve the living quality at Acmlm's Board, contributing greatly to the community: --- Has made 12,000+ posts on the various Acmlm Boards. --- Voted "Most Perverted" five times running. --- Runs an up-and-coming gifloop site. --- Can belt out various songs by Kageyama Hironobu, Ichirou Mizuki, Animetal, and JAM Project. Also can do a bitchin' rendition of ZZ Top's Gimmie All Your Lovin'. VOTE FOR MELVIN-XKEEPER --- Knows the entire "Spam" Monty Python skit by heart. --- IQ rated at over 180. --- 4.0 GPA Honor Student. --- Can totally kick your ass VOTE FOR MELVIN-XKEEPER And his running mate, XKeeper, is no slouch either: --- Developed the first Crystal Mines editor. --- Runs an up-and-coming ROM hack archive. ARE YOU VOTING YET? --- Told Melvin how to do giant-ass text. --- Plans to freely distribute his copies of Melvin's pr0n archive! VOTE FOR RESPONSIBLE, ACCOMPLISHED LEADERS VOTE MELVIN/XKEEPER IN 2004 (edited by Melvin on 11-02-04 11:51 PM) (edited by Melvin on 11-02-04 11:53 PM) |
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47 Posts: 554/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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| At that instant... the entire area around Kirbynite began to rumble and shake violently, large rocks, pieces of marble, and ceiling tiles falling from the ceiling, as -- a green blur shot down in front of him. The shock of the impact threw everybody in the immediate vicinity onto their bottoms, and when the dust cleared -- The Melvinmobile sat in front of them, pointed at a perfectly straight angle to the ceiling. A huge, Robotnik-esque drill was mounted to the front of the Volkswagon, and keeping in with the plump mad scientist's architectural style, a pair of huge booster were connected to the engine in back. Both doors opened at once, and dirt spilled out into a large heap, followed by a grimy-looking Melvin and Smithy, who tumbled out over one another. Melvin: SUCCESS Smithy: ::kaff:: You call THAT a success? |
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47 Posts: 555/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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| (It's been completely blown apart various times and rebuilt at different heights. This IS Tokyo, after all. All the buildings are extremely volatile. At the moment, it's seventy stories tall.) Melvin crossed his arms and leaned back in his cockpit, putting his feet up on the console. Melvin: Yeah. I rock. So, are you impressed or what? The speaker for the radio system off to the side begins to crackle. Smithy: Er, Boss... I think he wants to fight you. o.o Melvin: Er... Seriously? Smithy: Yeah, I think so. |
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47 Posts: 556/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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Originally posted by Xeogred Adult Swim best summed it up in Word to your cod. Piece. |
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47 Posts: 557/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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| After listening to the disembodied booming voice that came out of nowhere, Melvin looked down at the huge fist of Melvin Robo poking up through the floor, shrugged helplessly, then slipped through the hole and slid down the outside of the arm. Dropping down to the next floor, he continues sliding down the arm like a firepole, landing on Melvin Robo's shoulder, and entering into the head cockpit. He dropped into the plush leather seat, grabbing the control sticks by his side as he put on one of those cool anime pilot helmets with the tinted visors that serve no purpose whatsoever other than to look totally badass. |
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