- Newnab
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- Elder Legendary Member
(If you don't get it... Join MOAP!)
As Halo 3 is announced, the regulars at MOAP embark on a quest to discover their man cannons, achieve their full potential and prepare themselves for the release of the greate-
Nab: Shut up Narrator. You suck, and you're fired.
Narrator: I was trying my best. I ALWAYS try my best. You NEVER APPRECIATE ME!
Saint: I appreciate you.
Narrator: Thanks babe.
Nab:... Both of you, you're fired.
Saint: I'm not even employed by you.
Nab: Fine, you stay. Say your goodbyes
Saint: See ya later, **** narrator!
Nab: Right. So. We're on a quest to prepare ourselves for Halo 3 and discover our man cannons. But where are we?
GP: Mexico.
Nab:...
Tom Clancy: WHATS WRONG WITH MEXICO!?
Durandana: Nothin' but... We're not terrorists dude.
Psyched: I am.
Durandana: Good point. *does the Haka*
Sui: SHUT UP AND LETS GO!
Nab: I'm alright here actually.
Coke: Hey guys, wanna see my new flash thingy I mad-
Nab: LETS GO!
Later...
Greenchief: So how do we even prepare for Halo 3?
Nab: First things first... I'd say we've got to... get aqquainted with our man cannons
Retna: I'll say! WHOOP WHOOP!
Nab: No no no... I mean... We have to find them
Retna: Oh, on the small side eh? WHOOP!
Nab:... Screw it, lets just raise enough cash to buy the legendary editions and a bunch of beverages. And no, I dont mean "Beaver clevages".
Bat: Can I come?
Everyone: NO!
BlueJag: Howabout me?
Everyone: NO!
Nab: Me?
Everyone: NO!
Nab: Fine. Write yourselves. Lets see how that works out.
Greenchief: I'm clever and stuff.
Psyched: No I am
TGP: I say something cool
Sui: And me.
Saint: I like unicorns.
Everyone:.... We need Nab back.
Later on again...
GP: Man. How're we going to raise that much cash?
Impy: There's only one place where hot young guys such as ourselves can make that much cash.
Nab:... I almost hate to say it. But where are you taking us..?
Impy: TO THE -blam!- BAR!
The MOAP are dancing in a bar
GP: How degrading.
Nab: Narraaaaaattorrrrrrr! Get out of here!
Psyched: I dunno GP... This is pretty fun. *shakes and wiggles*
Saint: *boogying* So Impy.. How much have we raised?
Impy:..... 3 cents.
Retna: *hides the wad of cash in his pocket* Man. What a shame. I guess we'll have to... Dance some more, eh?
Nab: No. Lets try something else.
Kritz: I've got it!
Durandana: An STD? We know!
Kritz: Oh...
Sui: I've got it!
Durandana: Kritz' STD? We know!
Sui: Yes, but also, an idea.
Nab:.. Go on then.
Sui: We could farm World of Warcraft gold!
Nab: Selling our souls is a great idea!.. But I already did that to buy my Xbox 360.
Satan: You drove a hard bargain
GC: *mutters* I'll bet.
Nab: Satan... Have pity on us. Dont you ever wish YOU could play Halo 3? Even though you lack the opposable thumbs?
Saint: He has an impressive man canno-
Nab: Shut up Saint! I'm making a speech. Satan. What I'm trying to say is... Give us lots of money or we'll tell God what you've been up to down here.
Satan: Deal!
Narrator: And that, my friends... Is how the MOAP gang prepared for Halo 3. Or just how Nab likes to spend his afternoon. Writing absolute ****.