The Insane Asylum II

BelleLuna: *entire conversation goes over her head* *bounces over to Glen* Hi! Who are you? How are you? Who's Bellatrix?

Bellatrix is the third brightest star in the Orion constellation. The right shoulder, to be exact. She prefers for heavy objects to be carried on the left shoulder or strapped to the back of Orion's dog.

The DLF has relatives that can speak? Shouldn't this be added to his Encyclopedia post?

Probably, but if his relatives can speak, they can also blackmail me.

Erm...going now. Goodbye.
 
Bellatrix is the third brightest star in the Orion constellation. The right shoulder, to be exact. She prefers for heavy objects to be carried on the left shoulder or strapped to the back of Orion's dog.

Bella, from Latin bellum, meaning war + Trix, being a feminine suffix = Bella-trix, a female warrior.

And yes, fear the DLF's relatives.
 
*squints suspiciously at WS* You haven't been emailing the--

Never mind.

Nope.

I have no questions.

*notices DLF relative in the Asylum meadow picking poisonous flowers*

Isn't it a nice day?
 
We are the DLR. We have decided that the time is right. We have come. We are the DLR, and we shall prevail.

We are the mouthpiece of the DLF. We speak for him who cannot speak. We shall bring the eyes of the world upon the Travesty of the Fridge.

We have kidnapped Glen and hijacked her account. No, Glen. No. It is not a nice day.
 
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Cool, but if you're going for cliche supervillain, you need to tell us what DLR stands for.

Anyway, I'm the Warrior Satyr. Leave Glen alone, or taste my steel. *Unsheathes flamberge.*
 
DLR stands for "Deadly Little Relatives." We are not a supervillain. We have been labeled a terrorist group by the American government, but we are actually a liberation front for our cousin and Dear Little Friend, who has suffered unjustly at the hands of this forum.

We will do what we must, to Glen or anyone else, in order to secure our aims. Do not question us.
 
DLR stands for "Deadly Little Relatives." We are not a supervillain. We have been labeled a terrorist group by the American government, but we are actually a liberation front for our cousin and Dear Little Friend, who has suffered unjustly at the hands of this forum.

We will do what we must, to Glen or anyone else, in order to secure our aims. Do not question us.

Caspian: *eyes increase in dimension* *suddenly dashes out of the room and comes back in riding on his tomato cannon* YOU TERRORISTS OF THE ASYLUM SHALL BEGONE AND RETURN GLEN TO HER ACCOUNT OR SUFFER MY WRATH! I AM CASPIAN, THE MIGHTY RULER OF THIS WARD!

Dorthy: Caspian, you don't even like Glen. And you're not a ruler of anything.
Caspian: *glares at his sister* Dorthy! Shush! I'm trying to start a war here!
Dorthy: :rolleyes: I'll get my arrows.
Frodo: *chants* Fight, fight, fight....
*BelleLuna and Padfoot watch with big green and amber eyes*
 
I'm with you in this fight, Mewsie! *Strikes ground with flamberge to summon a legion of fictional characters*

To me, my X-Men! For Narnia!

Caspian: *squeaks with glee* *whispers* Yes.
Dorthy: :rolleyes: I dusted the snow off of one of the Traveling Trio's old forts fro you, bro.
Caspian: :D TO ME, WARRIORS OF THE ASYLUM! TOGETHER, WE SHALL TAKE BACK EREBOR- I MEAN, THIS DAY WE FIGHT! BY ALL THAT YOU HOLD DEAR IN THIS GOOD ASYLUM, I BID YOU STAND, CREATURES OF INSANITY!
Dorthy: Oh, brother.:rolleyes:
 
Glen seems offended that Caspian dislikes her. She cannot complain. We have taped her mouth shut.

No one knows where we are holding her. Ha.

The DLR shall prevail.
 
Glen seems offended that Caspian dislikes her. She cannot complain. We have taped her mouth shut.

No one knows where we are holding her. Ha.

The DLR shall prevail.

Caspian: You're idiots- that's what you are. And honestly, I don't care if you release Glen, I just need a reason to fight.
Dorthy: Since WHEN?!?
Caspian: *ignores his sister* EAT TOMATO, DLR! *shoots tomatoes at the DLR using his tomato cannon*
 
We have no interest in your pathetic tomatoes. We are a liberation front. We deal in larger weapons than tomatoes.

You will find the tomatoes you have thrown at us underneath your pillow tonight.

Remember, we are watching you.
 
We have no interest in your pathetic tomatoes. We are a liberation front. We deal in larger weapons than tomatoes.

You will find the tomatoes you have thrown at us underneath your pillow tonight.

Remember, we are watching you.

Caspian: *looks angry* Did you just DARE to insult my tomato cannon?
Dorthy: Caspian, calm yourself.
Caspian: DON'T TELL ME TO BE CALM, SHE CAT!
Dorthy: *sighs* Right, I'm going to buy Christmas cookies. Call me when you get in over your head.
Caspian: *stews* Fine, you want larger weapons? I'll give you freaking larger weapons... *storms off*

Frodo: *walks up to the DLR* You know, you say that you don't care about tomatoes, but I still see the sauce in your hair. At least, I think it's your hair. And also, Santa's watching us too. And so is the Doctor. You're not really scary and menacing at all, you're just annoying and you really ought to indulge Caspian- he's only lonely. And he won't stop badgering you until you fight him.
Dorthy: *pops back in* Frodo, stop being grown-up, its weird.
 
Caspian: *pokes head in* Christmas, you say? *grins* *grabs Santa hat and puts it on* *sticks elf ears on Frodo*
Frodo: Why am I the elf?
Caspian: Because you're my little helper.
Padfoot: What's Christmas?
Dorthy: It's when we celebrate the birth of Jesus by giving gifts and eating good food and visiting our relatives.
BelleLuna: Sounds fun! I like food!
Padfoot: I like it more.
Caspian: Darnit, that means I have to call a truce...
Dorthy: Technically, we haven't even started fighting yet.
Caspian: *sigh* All I want for Christmas is war.
Dorthy:.... *lightbulb* *runs off*
Padfoot: What's she doing?
Caspian: *shrugs* I dunno.
*snowball hits Caspian on the back of the head*
Caspian: OY! *whips around*
Dorthy: *poised to throw another snowball* *grins* Snowball fight.
Caspian: *eyes light up* OH YES!
Dorthy: *dumps the truckload of snow she has imported from outside into the asylum* SNOWBALL FIGHT!!!!!!!
Caspian: *starts chucking snowballs at Dorthy, Frodo, Padfoot, Luna, Saytr, the DLR and basically everyone* *loads his tomato cannon with snowballs and starts shooting them* YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAH!
 
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