*Out on the lawn a dozen drones pull up a some lawn chairs and take a seat.*

Here we go again.

I'm thinking "scorched earth policy" to make sure no one loiters on the damn thing.

See, what you need is a pack of wolves that viciously attack and murder trespassers.

Yeah but then THEY'd be on the lawn. It'd be counter-productive.

*whips out a plastic pool*

*fills it up with water*

*grabs a Coke Zero*

/sunbathe

I luv this here lawn...

*The drones put on some asbestos boxers.*



That and wolves are a lot harder to control than Vikings. Though they might be cheaper. They will just eat you out of house and home.... The vikings will eat and DRINK you out of house and home.

Property is THEFT, man! Anyone who thinks they "own" land is a FASCIST WAR CRIMINAL!!!!!1111ONEHUNDREDANDELEVEN

So you need hovering wolves. They can patrol without actually touching the grass.

*Shows up*

WHERE'S THE BOOZE?

*raids Tec's bar for booze*

And as long as they stay just above the lawn... You have free fertilizer. Oh... You might want to keep the car in the garage... and hose the house down every so often.

*points to a freezer*

Ice is in thar. Got someone bringin the fixins for a barbeque... we gon partay up in here!

There is no lawn, it's you they won't get off of.

*Stashes all the stolen booze in the freezer*

Hope tec doesn't mind that I stole all of his booze.....Oh well, screw tec! He should've brought the booze himself!

I GOT RUM!

*Autobot Gamma parks on the lawn. I get out, wait for him to pop his trunk, then grab a folding canvas chair and a cooler full of Pepsi. I then unfold the chair, sit in it, open a bottle of Pepsi, and turn on my portable CD player.*

*I start singing.*
I know
That you're the one for me
You know
That you can call on me

*Autobot Gamma transforms and lies down on the lawn.*
Autobot Gamma: I think this forum is safe from Michael Bay.

dang it!! thats the last time I hire a third rate security team I hope you all know your paying for the booze

Yeah yeah, I put all of the booze on Devcon's tab. After all, the party is on his lawn......

*steals the lawn*

*The security team shows up and then removes their masks... They reveal that they're Drones of Whirl.*

Lead Drone: Third rate?!?!?! Third rate?!?!?! We've moved up in the world!!!

2nd Drone: Tell me about it!!! We should charge more!

*rolls around the grass in booty shorts and a bikini top*

::runs around in a Hawaiian shirt and pajama pants::

*Autobot Gamma suddenly is engulfed by a slow-motion explosion, shot form every concivable angle and a few no one consideres.*

Ironbite-have I ever mentioned I'm the guy who does all the explosions for Bay movies?

So, you're the guy? Can I get your autograph? Wait, no. It'll probably explode when you give it to me......

*ignores his hired musles complants and watches Opium roll around*
yeah.. *looks over there sholders at Opium* blindly stuffs a tweenty in ther claw*go make sure the bars locked up

Oh Op I got suntan lotion you need help with your backside..er back

*steals Gamma's rusted, broken parts, welds them together and presents them to Devcon as a lawn ornament*

*walks around in a vinyl bananna suit*

It's Peanut Butta Jelly time!

*cries cute Loli tears down a cute loli face*

You *sniffle* didn't like my lawn ornament?

*The security drones rush to the bar. The rest of the drones rush into Devcon's house.*

GUESS THE PARTY'S IN HERE NOW!!!!!

PARTY!!!!!!

*whacks Ironbite and Symbol-Hime with a HUGE mallet*
THAT'S FOR GAMMA!!!

I think im in love

*gets on Devcon's lawn*


What? How else am I supposed to mow it?

*grins, takes out a large rusty halibit, proceeds to pound streetfire into the ground like a tent peg*

Ironbite-Only 3 more and we'll have ourselves a camp out!

*Crashes an Amarr Frigate into the lawn.*

Whoops sorry...

*respawns and whips out the Yellow Emerald* CHAOS SNOT ROCKETS!!! *Ironbite is covered in glowing snot while his rusty halibit explodes Bay style*

Now for Gamma. *points the Emerald at the "lawn ornament"*
CHAOS REGENERATION!!!!

*Autobot Gamma is restored to normal*
Autobot Gamma. *moves his head from side to side as if he's cracking his neck* Why am I hated? Does not compute. *shakes head before transforming to vehicle mode*

*is crying because you hit her*

*pulls out a beach towel and lies down on Devon's lawn, bathing in the hot sun with her bikini top unstrapped*

*runs over crying*

OPIUM!!! Th-that m-mean *sniffle* old lady with the anorexic-legged robot fetish Hit me and it hurrrrtttsss!

*cries more*

(needs lolipop and a bandaid)

*Takes off Opium's top, snaps a pic, puts it back on, runs and hides*

*grabs clench, uses him as a human sheild to get past the autoguns and deliver's Devcon's paper, then throws him into the minor character fangirl for hitting symbol himie* the blood god hates the sound o crying lolis. *hands symbol himie a chain ax shaped lolipop*

=D

*files away the points then licks it*

Straaawberry!

*Smashes into streetfire*

Oops, didn't see you there.

*Throws streetfire and Autobot Gamma at the autoguns*

Did you...*starts to glow*...just..*starts to glow red*....respawn?

*starts to glow white*

GIMMICK INFRINGMENT!

Ironbite-*explodes with the fury of a star going supernova*

*Stands out of range wearing protective glasses*

WOW......

man best block party ever *BBQS*

*Ignores Clench and his silly little camera and stands up tall; the her bikini top falling softly to the ground below her. "Dry your tears little loli," she says in an athorative tone. She then turns to Street fire; "You, Fiend," The topless self proclaimed sexual icon of Beast Mayhem shouts as she points with her $30 manicured index to the 'old lady with the anorexic-legged robot festish; tiny beads of sweat roll down her neck and chest, her hair blowing softly over the side of her face. "I have no idea who you are and what the hug you are doing here but NO ONE smacks around my loli friend and gets away with it! PREPARE TO MEET THE SAME FATE..... AS THIS WATERMELON!!!!1!1!elevntyone"*

*You Tube video of a watermelon being crushed. 'Nuf said.*

.................................wooooooooooooooooow.

That, sadly, is my head's future between Catlung's thighs.

...no, I take back the sadly.

*snaps more pictures*

Whoa....If I get caught, I'll end up like that watermelon!

*stashes the camera and runs*

My Heroine!