The Creature Calamity Club

[Sgt Floyd]

*ears twitch*

*thinks this is such a horrible experience...I wonder how often this is gonna happen?*

 

[Misskermie]

*walks until I am hit by a car*

Oh my head...
*gets up*
You know, if I weren't 60% metallic, I'd sue that guy.

 

[Yuna Leonhart]

*keep milking, only stopping when the current container is full and another one is needed*

 

[Sgt Floyd]

*tries to look at whats going on*

I guess just keep going until everything is out?

 

[Misskermie]

*walks into an alley*
Hmmm...
I wonder if I can use that game simulation device here...

 

[Yuna Leonhart]

I would guess so... But what should we do with all the milk? I doubt we'll be able to drink that all and I don't even know if it's recommended to drink cow demon milk :/

 

[Sgt Floyd]

Ask Fang maybe? :/

 

[Misskermie]

(Maybe you shouls mooooove all that milk somewhere else. )

Nahhhh... I don't wanna look wierder than I already am.
*walks somewhere else*

 

[Yuna Leonhart]

I'll do that now :/

*stop milking Johnny and stand up*

*get the MIB communication device and contact Fang*
Hello?

 

[Sgt Floyd]

Fang: Hello? Yuna? Is everything ok?