Equinox Party!

[ChainsawDooM]

Hey... just woke up.  

[Gweener]

Welcome to the party!
*hugz*
Which cookie do you want?
*pours u a glass of eggnog*  

[ChainsawDooM]

You got gingersnap?  

[Gweener]

*grabs you by the shoulders*
OMG, I love gingersnaps!!! But I don't know how to bake them.
*hands you a box of store bought gingersnap cookies*  

[PlasmaDooM]

*suddenly, you hear a thud at the window. Turning to look, you see Plasma with his face pressed against the nearest window, a look of intense sadness upon his face as he stares at the eggnog. He lets out a low moan or mourning and desire, which is muffled by the window, and he slowly slides down it out of sight, leaving a trail of grease on the window where his face has touched it*  

[ChainsawDooM]

...
...
... Anyway, it's not very hard. They actually bake pretty fast. I'd make them now, but I don't have all the crap I need for them in my pantry. Anything you don't know how to bake, just look for a recipe on google...

... and I can't drink this eggnog... I'm underage...  

[Gweener]

Hey, if I missed anything, please feel free to add to the decor! I gotta take a little break, but I shall return shortly! *points finger in the air and pivots to exit*  

[PlasmaDooM]

*As soon as Gweener opens the door, Plasma bowls her over and enters the room*
GEEV ME EGGSNOGSH!!! GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!  

[Gweener]

*laughs loudly at PlasmaDooM*
It's ok, Chainsaw, the eggnog is non-alcoholic.
And it better stay that way! *eyes Plasma*  

[PlasmaDooM]

Non... NON ALCHOLICKY!!! GR.. GR... GRAAARGHE! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!
TRAVESHTY! BLAPHSHEMY! YOU HAFF SHPAT UPON ZHE FASHE OF BACCHUSH, GOD OF DRINKINGSH!!!!

((TRAVESTY! BLASPHEMY! YOU HAVE SPAT UPON THE FACE OF BACCHUS, GOD OF DRINKING!!!!))  

[ChainsawDooM]

Oh... crap... that isn't good...  

[PlasmaDooM]

I whill showsh you whatsh happensh to thosh he defile the prulity of inkohol!
GO!!! BEERBOT SHIFTY SHOUSAND!!!  

[ChainsawDooM]

OH, GOD, HIT THE DECK!!!  

[ShotgunDooM]

I've tracked Plasma to this location and... OMGWTF IS THAT!!! IT'S HUGE!
*into radio* I need backup, PRONTO! Plasma's managed to create some kind of giant robot! He's gone insane! Get the troops here, NOW!  

[PlasmaDooM]

GAAAAAAARGH!!!
*Punches Shotgun in the face with a fist the size of a Volkswagen, sending him flying*