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Mar. 5th, 2004 11:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
"I think there are some people wondering where Father Anderson hides all those bayonets. Anderson is actually fourth dimensional, so there." ~Kohta Hiraino
o.O
Jenny was right!
Hammer space... literally!
*blink, blink*
Does that make Anderson un-human? (Er... more so than just being a regenerator does?)
Oh God... The last portion of the 2nd Hellsing manga is just... just... WRONG!
JUST WRONG!
*falls over laughing*
(setting: an art museum. What was meant to be a minor power struggle degenerates into chaos)
Maxwell: Heh... I have a crazy, sword-weilding priest! *yells* ANDERSON!
Anderon: *steps in, posing with swords* Kill things? Kill things in the NAME OF GOD! *begins foaming at the mouth*
Maxwell: O_O;; Oh shit! Not in the art museum!
Alucard: PLAY TIME! *whips out guns*
Ceres: Ok, everyone who is not indestructible... this way please! *gathers a crowd of senior citizens and tries to get them out of the way*
Old People: Ooo... a sword juggler! Hey, neat... big guns! What are you guys doing, a stage show?
Alucard and Anderson: *stare at each other and sigh*
Anderson: So, uh...
Alucard: Yeah... the magic's just gone.
Anderson: 'Kay then. See ya. *starts to wander off*
Alucard: That's cool.
Maxwell and Integra: *blink, blink* WTF?
Anderson: Nice place. *smiles scarily NICELY* I should bring the kids here sometime. *resumes wandering off*
Integra to Maxwell: Our subordinates are real problem children, aren't they?
Maxwell: Amen to that. So... you wanna get some coffee?
Interga: Coffee... coffee sounds good after that. Please.
And... and... and Alucard does the Jedi Mind Trick to some poor hotel clerk! The Mind Trick, I tell you!
*resumes laughing* NOnononono! This is SICK AND WRONG!
And great!
o.O
Jenny was right!
Hammer space... literally!
*blink, blink*
Does that make Anderson un-human? (Er... more so than just being a regenerator does?)
Oh God... The last portion of the 2nd Hellsing manga is just... just... WRONG!
JUST WRONG!
*falls over laughing*
(setting: an art museum. What was meant to be a minor power struggle degenerates into chaos)
Maxwell: Heh... I have a crazy, sword-weilding priest! *yells* ANDERSON!
Anderon: *steps in, posing with swords* Kill things? Kill things in the NAME OF GOD! *begins foaming at the mouth*
Maxwell: O_O;; Oh shit! Not in the art museum!
Alucard: PLAY TIME! *whips out guns*
Ceres: Ok, everyone who is not indestructible... this way please! *gathers a crowd of senior citizens and tries to get them out of the way*
Old People: Ooo... a sword juggler! Hey, neat... big guns! What are you guys doing, a stage show?
Alucard and Anderson: *stare at each other and sigh*
Anderson: So, uh...
Alucard: Yeah... the magic's just gone.
Anderson: 'Kay then. See ya. *starts to wander off*
Alucard: That's cool.
Maxwell and Integra: *blink, blink* WTF?
Anderson: Nice place. *smiles scarily NICELY* I should bring the kids here sometime. *resumes wandering off*
Integra to Maxwell: Our subordinates are real problem children, aren't they?
Maxwell: Amen to that. So... you wanna get some coffee?
Interga: Coffee... coffee sounds good after that. Please.
And... and... and Alucard does the Jedi Mind Trick to some poor hotel clerk! The Mind Trick, I tell you!
*resumes laughing* NOnononono! This is SICK AND WRONG!
And great!