Role-Playing Thread/Open Press

[wevets]

Here you go! Knock yerselves out...

[Mike]

ENGA-LAND, ENGA-LAND, ENGA-LAND!

[Zeke]

Hapsburg swine chiming in. I R here.

[Dave]

I am Fruanch, an' I am bettar zen you. But, you peeples wanting to be waging zee war, zee armies wanting leedership, an' zee recent 'eat wave in Fruance, ... she iz too much... I... I geeve up... it's too 'ard...

[Kodi]

*ahem* Gobble gobble gobble.

-Turkey

[steve]

ze Germans are here

[Kodi]

The Sultana invites representatives of the other great powers to the steampunk dance off in the balkans.

Dance teams must consist of exactly five members, no more than two of which may be robotic and must be ready to be punk'd, serv'd, or otherwise bring it/get it on.

Also, after last years debacle, Robotic Abe "Break Dance King" Lincoln is NOT invited.

[David Yun]

Kind of a weird thought, but did anyone else think it would've been cool if Michael Jackson had popped out of his coffin during his tribute concert, and started doing Thriller?

Russia conscripts undead Michael to anchor her dance team. The other positions will be filled by circus bears.

[Dave]

No, I do not theenk that zee Fruanch will attend zis... dance thing. No, with zee undead Mr. Jackson, zee Russian teem iz sure to win... No, it iz to 'ard to even try, we... we geeve up.

[wevets]

You could send a dance team of surrender monkeys.