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*Vehemence feels a tug on the emotions of his heart and feels sorry for the buxom wench sitting there helpless as she sobs. He wonders if he should do the right thing and release her from the shackles.... seconds pass and Vehemence dismisses the absurdity of that idea and laughs half-heartedly*

MUAAA HA HA HA HA HA <---- Evil laughter

Did you really believe you'd get away from me that easy my pretty? MUAAA HA H AHA HAA <----- more evil laughter

Damn Double posts!!!

[ 05-13-2001: Message edited by: Vehemence ]

Veh: Drat! [Chrissy sulks for a while because her little plan didn't work]

Okay, how about... the promise of.. some sexual favors if you help me escape?

Originally posted by Chrissy:
<STRONG>Veh: Drat! [Chrissy sulks for a while because her little plan didn't work]

Okay, how about... the promise of.. some sexual favors if you help me escape?</STRONG>

I leave this for the records and Waverly

Originally posted by Weasel:
<STRONG>I leave this for the records and Waverly </STRONG>

Be quiet... I need to get out of here... besides, there are always loopholes...

Originally posted by Chrissy:
<STRONG>Okay, how about... the promise of.. some sexual favors if you help me escape?</STRONG>

*The momentem of Vehemence's jaw dropping causes him to fall out of his chair*

He gets up, hands her a detailed map, a digging device and a light as he starts to dig the tunnel feverishly, his tongue hanging out the side of his mouth in a happy daze

Originally posted by Vehemence:
<STRONG>*The momentem of Vehemence's jaw dropping causes him to fall out of his chair*

He gets up, hands her a detailed map, a digging device and a light as he starts to dig the tunnel feverishly, his tongue hanging out the side of his mouth in a happy daze </STRONG>

*As soon as the tunnel is finished and Chrissy is standing outside*:

Good boy... Now, if you want to collect those favors I'm pretty sure either Foul or Grunt will be happy to provide for such a handsome young lad such as yourself.
tata *blows Vehemence a handkiss*

*Vehemence suddenly click's as to what was meant by loopholes*

Feindish... truly feindish.

*Vehemence lunges and grasps hold of Chrissy's ankle, however, the moments later are a blur as the image of a spaded shovel flicker in and out of his memory getting closer and closer to his face. He wakes up slighly bewildered with a really, really, sore face! Nothing unusual there. Except it's usually his cheeks that feel the sorest after a night of slaps from women.

Taking a small locating device from his pocket, a small blip flashes across the screen. "I've got you now devious one!" he murmurs as he sets off in the direction of the blip.

After hitting Vehemence with the shovel Chrissy looks around... Where to run now? She decides to go to the mainroad to see if she can hitch a ride...

It had been several hours since the 'shovel' incident and Vehemence finally made his way to a main road... hmmm... looking at the ground beneath him the faint footprints of a female remained. It was her alright...

The blip flashed in an eastward direction. Vehemence set of east hot on the trail...

After following the road East on foot for a while a large airconditioned car stops next to her. A seemingly whealthy couple with an obnoxious child in the back seems to be ready for an act of charity and offer her a lift...

Chrissy dislikes the child immidiately, but needs the ride to get as far away from the prison as possible.

Vehemence's mind boggled as he suddenly saw the blip rapidly accelerate. His lower than average intelligence pondered the thought for a good ten minutes before the snap realisation that she must have eaten some proton pill that made her run really really fast entered his brain.

He cursed at the air as he realised he didn't have one. He'd have to find some other way to catch her. His thoughts were constantly interupted as the barage of cars flew past him. "Damn!" he exlaimed in agitation, I'll never catch up to her.

As this bewildering thought lept around the mountains of empty space inside his head, a car pulled over to the side of the road. It was his partner Flagg in the patrol car. "Get in!" he yelled. "She's getting away!" he continued as Vehemence got in the car....

Originally posted by Vehemence:
<STRONG>As this bewildering thought lept around the mountains of empty space inside his head, a car pulled over to the side of the road. It was his partner Flagg in the patrol car. "Get in!" he yelled. "She's getting away!" he continued as Vehemence got in the car.... </STRONG>

Okay you just had to drag me into this....


BIC: Don't worry partner... She won't be getting away.

Originally posted by Flagg:
<STRONG> Okay you just had to drag me into this....


BIC: Don't worry partner... She won't be getting away. </STRONG>

HAHAH Couldn't leave captain Flagg out of an adventure could we?

Well since the lead roll (read: Chrissy) isn't here, this story isn't going anywhere soon... Unless you had other reasons for dragging me into this story..

In that case, I don't even want to hear it...

Neither do I!

Vehemence looks at the tracking device as the blip suddenly vanishes...

Darn, lost her!

--- END of Story

Hey, I'm a guard. I'll chase you.

And then the muffin man rose from the ashes

and all this while Stoner Cold is sitting in his cell, being sick after eating the wrong colour pill.

Those pills don't have any side afects?