WWF For the Insane!

Alright, you may be wondering, "What is WWF for the insane?" or, you may be wondering, "Do llamas frolic?" Either way, WWF for the insane is an ongoing e-mail between me (Cammie) and Bwidgy. I dunno how it started, but enjoy!(ps, Danger Girl is Bwidgy, and please ignore some of the side comments, they're about our REAL lives ^_~ Go ahead and read, you foolish mortal, for death awaits you with BIG SHARP POINTY TEETH!

DangerGirl- ROAARRR!!!
ROOAAAAARRRRRRRR!!!!!
ROOOOOOAAAAAA-hack hack hack.

Cam- ::whacks her on the back::

DangerGirl- ::donkey-kicks her in the stomach::

Cam- ::sends her rabid fig newtons after DangerGirl::

DangerGirl- ::takes out a baseball bat:: swing
batta' batta' swing. *THWACKTHWACK
THWACKTHWACKTHWACK...THWACK*

Cam- ::expands her forcefield so DangerGirl is
stuck against the wall::

DangerGirl- ACKK! ::claws a brick out of the wall
and hits Cam over the head with it::

Cam- ::Whack:: Ouch... ::rubs head. Makes shield go
down again and throws the brick back at DangerGirl::

DangerGirl- ::ducks:: Aha. You missed. ::turns around
and runs into the wall. Slowly slides down:: Ohhhh...
owwww.

Cam- ::snickers, then giggles, then starts laughing hystericly::

DangerGirl- ::gets up and dusts herself off. Looks at
Cam:: It's really not that funny. ::waits for her to
stop but notices she's not going to stop. Slaps Cam
across the face and leaves a red mark::

Cam- ::stops laughing:: ::looks at DangerGirl.::
::looks at the wall:: ::notices brick imprints on
DangerGirl's face:: ::starts laughing again::

DangerGirl- ::rubs her face and the mark goes away.
Brings out chains, handcuffs and a straight-jacket.
Puts Cam in the straight-jacket and chains her to the
wall. Sticks dynamite in Cam's pants and ties her
straight jacket into an un-untyable knot. Steps back
a few steps and waits for her to blow up::
*tick...*tick...
*tick...*tick...*tick...*

Cam- ::takes the dynamite out of her pants and admires
the chains, handcuffs, straight-jacket and
un-untyable knot. Throws the dynamite at DG and
watches it explode.::

DangerGirl- ::falls back and rolls over clutching
her stomache. Looks at the dust. Looks at Cam.
Sits up and takes the dust, blows it. It bursts into
flames and engulfs Cam. Gets up and brushes the
ashes off of her danger suit::

Cam- ... wow. Exploding dust... that's new.
Congratulations on making the basketball team. ::pats
her on the back... harder... and harder...::

DangerGirl- ::brings out a bazooka and presses the
red button. A basketball comes out of the gun and
pounds Cam in the face. Presses the red button again
and again and again and again and again and again
and again and again and again and again and again
and again and again and again and again and again
and again and again and again and again and again.

Cam- ::Catches the ball again
and again and again and again and again and again
and again and again and again and again and again
and again and again and again and again and again
and again and again and again and again and again,
then throws it at her head again
and again and again and again and again and again
and again and again and again and again and again
and again and again and again and again and again
and again and again and again and again and
again::

DangerGirl- ::steps aside. Watches the balls hit the
wall again and again and... uhhh, you know what
I mean. Gets angry and turns into a DangerWolf::
Rrrrrrrrr.
::leaps at her and scratches across Cam's face.
Leaps backwards and growls, in the pounce position
with her front paws stretched out in front of
her.::

Uncoordinated Girl- :: Looks at face in
Handy-Dandy-Hammerspace mirror:: Roar! :: gets
her friend squerrel!:: Chirp chirp... chirp...::gnaws
on wolf's nose::

DangerWolf- Raawwwrrrrr!!! ::swipes squirrel against
the wall. Rubs her wolfie nose:: *howls* Owwwww!!!
::does the eye-blinky thing to get tears out of eyes::
whew, ok, now I'm fighting two people. Great.::looks
at squirrel. Looks at UG. Looks at squirrel. Looks at
UG. Attacks UG, full force:: GRRRAAAAAAAAA!!!!!
::rips Cam's hair out. Throws the hair on squirrel::

Uncoordinated Girl: :: hair grows back and
the squirrel comes out from under the hair. hops up
on UG's shoulder, transforming into UG's loyal
sidekick, Squirrel!!!!::
Squirrel:Chirp, chirp chirp, chirp chirp chirp!
UG: Yes, squirrel! In the name of all clumsy, awkward
girls in the middle of puberty, I am...::Dramatic
music:: Uncoordinated Girl! ::claps, stomps, then
falls over. Gets back up and falls again on top of
DangerWolf:: Hah! Ow...

DangerWolf- ::sits back on her haunches.:: I'm pooped.
::pants with her mouth hanging wide open. drools
all over UG.:: *sniff**sniff sniff* ::licks her lips,
gets up and sniffs out the trail of Squirrel.::

Uncoordinated Girl: ::shrugs:: ::sites on the ground
and gets out some manga and a Sprite::

DangerWolf- ::gets hold of the manga and all of the
mangas in the world, chews them up and spits the
gooey mess on UG.::

Uncoordinated Girl-
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wait a minute... ::does Super Special Manga Revival
Attack and all the manga reassembles itself:: Go, my
children! ::all the manga characters come out and
attack DW::

DangerWolf- ::starts screaming, but then stops,
because she remembers that anime characters aren't
real. Takes out a big pencil and erases them all::

Uncoordinated Girl-
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
::shrugs:: Alright... new plan... hm... dots!...
fun!... oh, um, plan... Oooh! ::brings out big steak::
Heeeere wolfy wolfy, comere wolfy!

DangerWolf- ::growls at UG with her ears flattened
against her head, but inches toward the steak. licks
lips. looks at the steak, looks at UG. looks at steak,
looks at UG. cautiously opens her mouth, and closes it
carefully over the steak:: grrrrr. ::takes the steak
and backs away from UG and then starts devouring
the steak::

Uncoordinated Girl- ::watches DG eat the steak with a
straight face, then bursts out laughing:: You do
realize, my dog-like friend, that the steak was
poisened? MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAckhackhack...

DangerWolf- Bleeeeh! I can't-eww-believe I didn't see
that coming! ::finds some grass and starts eating it
to regurgitate the poison:: :P

Uncoordinated Girl- I thought Squirrel was dead... oh
well. ::whoomps DW with a large stick while she's
getting sick::

Danger Wolf- ::grabs the stick between her teeth and
yanks it out of UG's hands:: Grrrrr. ::throws Squirrel
up in the air and hits him/her with the stick like
he/she's
a baseball and Squirrel smacks UG in the face.

Uncoordinated Girl- See, I really thought Squirrel was
dead! Are you sure it's not? I mean, you could be just
hitting around a nasty old rotting corpse of a
squirrel... *about to send, then realizes that there
must be some sort of violence in each little paragraph
thingy* ::grabs Squirrel-type-corpse and throws it on
DW's face::

Danger Wolf- that's rediculous. Squirrel is NOT dead.
It's alive, see? ::Squirrel starts biting at DW's
finger::
OWW! KNOCK IT OFF! ::throws the chirping Squirrel
to UG. It latches onto her face::

Uncoordinated Girl- ::looks at DW from around
squirrel:: S/he's alive! Halleluya!!!!! (dude, that's
a really hard word to spell!) ::takes squirrel off
face and dances with it... unfortunatly, neither of us
are good dancers, so we eventually end up on top of
DW:: Oops, sorry!

Danger Wolf- *snarl* Get off me! ::lifts herself
up and scrambles up from the ground. She sits on
her haunches and sticks her tongue out:: I'm
hungwy.

Uncoordinated Girl- ::hands her Squirrel:: Here. I get
the tail.

Danger Wolf- ::thinks about it, but then shakes her
head:: Nah, it's too skinny.

Uncoordinated Girl- Oh, OK. ::tosses Squirrel over her
shoulder:: Bacon?

Danger Wolf- ::tries to hide her excitement as her
eyes light up:: Uhm...::licks her lips::...yeah sure,
that'd be great! ::holds out her paws in an accepting
form::

Uncoordinated Girl- Oh. Just wondering. I don't have
any. Taste-O's?

Danger Wolf- Naw, I don't like generic brand cereal
::slumps down and whistles, bored:: ::stops
whistling:: I think we're supposed to be fighting.
::pulls out her script::

Uncoordinated Girl- Yeah, we probably are
supposed to be fighting. ::unenthusiasticly swings
in DW's direction, but misses and falls over:: Eh.
::falls asleep::

Danger Wolf- YES! I HAVE WON! I HAVE FINALLY
WON THE ONGOING WWF FOR THE INSANE!
::stands up victoriously and starts dancing::
*lights fade*

Uncoordinated Girl- ::turns on lights, still laying on
the floor:: No you didn't! Gosh, you people, always
thinking you've won... I'm still in the game! I can
still fight! Even I need a rest every once in a while!
And anyway, why are you dancing? You didn't score a
touchdown! You didn't even win! And
furthermore-::lights start fading again:: I'm not
done! You ain't seen nothing ye-::lights turn off and
silence is heard::...