Im just gonna go and call this the scone page because im unfunny.

Ise, It says second page.... -.-

my deductive reasonig skills decrease by roughly 40% unless i am in this pose:
http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=&section=&q=L+death+note#/d24w2z5

One fully dressed in solid cobalt uniform the other in a full set of Fused Demo suit, Trobolta and Mechafighter respectively. Both were heavily drunken. The two can't help but to stare at each other with smirks badly glued to their faces. They held each other with their opposite arms that werent holding onto their quintillion-th mug of beer. "A-Ah lauve you mahnn!" Said the elder brother in issued Spiral Order uniform. "N-" The younger brother in red's response cut short to a belch. "No ...Ah Loove you moar!" Continued the younger. They hug it out. "Whoakh, bro you smell like lichens! Can'thave dath," The one in red mentions. "Well! I'll have you know that I was actually battling dem buggers from the cosmos. And what were YOU doing~?!" The elder teasing the other with a push with his index finger.

"Wellh, you wanna goo' ol fashion fist fight bout it'?!" "Bring it on!" While the term fist fight for them were very loose, they began slapping each other senseless. A blow spins the other's helm the other way, another knocks the other down entirely. The other patrons notices and starts to watch their new source of entertainment. As they begin to exchange harder blows, moving from a silly slap fight to actual fist fighting. The audience just cheered on for each side. The people in the background even started bets. "Place your bets! Place your bets! Who'll win this fight? Red or Blue~?" Shouted a man. Back to the fight, all rules of boxing are negated. Null and void as they get their chances to punch anywhere possible. Under the belt even, but both are equally match as they are really drunk. They started taking the furniture and smashing each other's head in. First a chair, then a table, followed with stools and random glass.

The audience retreat a few steps back, leaving room for the two [special people] to duke it out. Once those two ran out of things to smash, throw, knock the brains out of themselves, they grab the audience instead. Trobolta, the intelectual one didnt even think twice about grabbing some poor bloke and tossing him to Mecha. Red just parried and punched the poor sod away. "THAT ALL YOU GOT?!" "NOPE!" exchanged the two. Soon all hell breaks loose the people, knights, strangers, or random by-standers started being thrown everywhere like living dodge balls against the two opponents. It didnt take long for even the drunk to flee the area as the two begin using their weapons on public grounds. Which obviously are prohibited. Trobolta was having a hard time trying to cock his gun, what with everything shaking and his brother's bombs being tossed everywhere. "Gahkh when did plugging in the blasted ammo core into the back of this bloody thing got so hard?! STAY STILL DAMMIT" A thought generated by Blue as he finally plugged one in after slipping several onto the ground.

He began returning fire and his brother took cover as well. Red kept throwing his payload blindly and being the sharpshooter he is, Blue just shot them away like nothing. Red clenched his teeth in anger and Blue just snickered all the more. But as he pot shot those exploding ball of whats-its, one was propelled into the bar's supply of really flammable alcoholics. In cinematic slow motion (the budget was cut, so it's all gonna be your imagination thinking this), the view zooms in on the bomb's last ticks on the timer. The arrows on the timer and the bomb lines up and soon the entire bar light ablaze, the entire structure expanded outwards slightly before it caved in on the two suckers.

The day after, news went out as a Spiral Order Librarian and a DemoKnight was incarcerated for illegal use of weaponry and extensive property damage. Along with the hurting of civilians. As for the two, they currently reside in the same cell in jail. The two exchanged looks of regret and forgiveness. They've beaten the crap out of each other often enough to just accept the glance with a nod. The two sighed and just laid back.

Tobolta looked at his brother, he opened his mouth and said, "You know .... that was your fault". A swift punch and everything went black for Blue. Red just says, "The End"

I'm bringing a storm for Guardianknight.

"Well, you see, I had an amazing ultimatum, but then I discovered this incredible furry creature nibbling away at my trouser leg!"

"That's a bunny, Sherlock."

"A bunny, you say? How extraordinary!"

"Sir, the President-"

"No time! Quickly Watson! Grab my bunny! ADVENTURE!"

This is actually a bit how i look in real life! I sit like this when im thinking!

Now, a word of advice, from Satoshi Okata.

"My deductive reasoning skills decrease by 40 per-cent unless I engage in this particular pose."

this is the pose: http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=&section=&global=1&q=Death+note+L#/dmc0uu
Yes, I actually look somewhat like that. My hair just naturally goes into that exact shape... O.O

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I like computers
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PETRODE DETECTS ERRANT LOGIC! DEF(THREAD)01 USED IN PLACE OF DEF(THREAD)02. TERMINATE!

It was a typical day in the Haven Bazaar. Some of the Knights were gathered at the gate, talking about the latest news and showing off their overpriced Accessories. Punch was laughing at players getting UV: Undead High on their Nightblades, Gravitons, and Biohazards. And the newbies were running around the town.

A tier-2 cleared Knight cheered as he crafted his first gun, a Voltech Alchemer. He shouted, "A lightning gun! AWESOME! Ooh, it has something... Unique Variant... Attack Speed Increase: Medium! Cool!"

"You want my help in making it stronger?" The knight turned around, and another knight in full Charged Quicksilver came into his view. "I'll take your gun, and make it a three-star Voltech Mk II. Just hand me the gun and 3000 crowns for expenses."

The knight nodded. "I'd love to!" And he happily handed over his new Voltech and three thousand Crowns.

The Quicksilver knight said, "Right, well, I'll just go to the three-star alchemy machine and-"

"Craft it, right? Those Alchemers work wonders! Just look at mine, it's five-star." A cheerful-looking Emberlight Gremlin with a particularly large Retrode behind her was now pointing a Magma Driver at the Quicksilver Knight's face. "It would be a shame if you were... scamming." Nonna's eyes, for a split second, stopped looking so cheerful, instead conveying an aura of menace. Then they switched back to the bright and cheery half-circles they normally were.

"Er... yes..." The scammer hadn't intended to craft the Voltech Alchemer Mk II, but was, in fact, going to run away. But he was completely surrounded. Another Emberlighter had come behind him, wielding a Striker and patting it menacingly against a Brute Jelly Shield.

"Well, good for you! This machine works with three-star equipment! Vinno, show him to the machine."

"Right, right." The Striker-wielding Gremlin, Vinno, led the former scammer to the Alchemy Machine, and snapped at him, "Craft the Alchemer. Now! I know you've got the materials."

Meanwhile, Nonna turned to face the newbie Knight. "I would be a lot more careful in the future. If we hadn't come in, that guy would have just run off with your gun!"

"What? No!"

Nonna patted the knight on the head. "Don't you worry. Vinno will make sure he returns it nice and crafted! He's threatening to cut him to shreds, after all-"

"Oof!" Vinno slid backward, knocked away by the sheer force of the scammer's Irontech Bomb. The Alchemy Machine showed a notification: "Please do not attack me. That is not nice."

Nonna turned and aimed her Magma Driver at the scammer. "I warned you, scammer. Petrode, please teach him not to be such a thorn in the side."

The scammer growled and broke out a nightblade, rushing toward Nonna- only to feel the combined force of a Magma Driver bullet, Petrode's laser, Vinno's Striker, and the newbie knight's Troika. All at once. He dropped his weapons, groaning in pain.

"What's going on here?"

Feron was standing, a Leviathan Blade in the air. "Didn't I tell you, no fighting in the Bazaar?"

Vinno pointed at the scammer. "This guy tried to rip off a rookie knight with the old 'I'll-make-you-a-three-star-weapon' trick. And when we tried to make him go along with his offer, he set an Irontech Bomb, then tried to attack my mentor with a Nightblade." The newbie slowly nodded in assent, picking up his Voltech Alchemer Mk II from the incapacitated knight.

"Is that so?" Feron stowed his blade. "YOU will be taken for questioning, scammer. Good work, Nonna. Good work." Feron slung the scammer bodily over his shoulder and tramped off in the direction of Spiral HQ's quarters.

"Thanks... gremlins?" The newbie knight looked at them strangely. "Aren't you..."

"We're Gremlins. But we're not your typical Gremlins."

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[Female Dog] please! I've been trying to step on them [something about your mother]s for years!

A snipe please. I want one to hug and bring everywhere, despite what people will say.

Art! Why arent you writing the Fanfic?! Get your [butt] back to work.

I LIKE TRAIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNSSSSSSSSS!!!!! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hHkKJfcBXcw

Starring:Lordofnecromancers

*Lordofnecromancers comes out of his house with a garbage bag *

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