Hi Colonic is bored. He just can't seem to get his head 'round things today. He's just kinda..there. Nothing he does seems to click...and ends up backfiring on him. Since he's so off his game anyhow, he decides to just go for a walk, and somehow ends up at the park, sitting on a park bench, doing absolutely nuffin', (just to be safe.)

What a beautiful, grand day it is outside! Lacero decides it would be the perfect day to go to the park and calls Dasquian. They head off together, discussing all the wonderous possibilities that two grown men can get up to while at the park...frisbee, football, hiking, etc.

Meanwhile, Araltaln is in his kitchen, boiling some water for tea. He hears a sharp knock at the door and answers it. It's the ACME delivery guy! Fun times! He's been waiting for this package for quite a while. He quickly unwraps the various parcels and dons his new Wile E. Coyote Halloween costume. Yes, and only just in time for the big day! I'll have to try this thing out! He grabs all his new stuff and heads to the park. Hehe, I'll get him! There, he gets to work, connecting things, rigging things up, aligning things just right...

Mono wakes up to a sunny sky and the birds singing in his window. What a lovely day. I think I'll bake a cake for my friend Lacero.

Lacero and Dasquian arrive at the park, and after much discussion, decide that they'll play tag. It's been decided, Dasquian hides first, while Lacero seeks. Dasquian runs off to hide somewhere...

Araltaln's working hard. OK, the feather here, then the corded telephone goes here, now there's the 10 ton weight hehe right there...and finally, the toaster...yup, that's it...that should do it.

Hi Colonic sits, doing nuffin'.

Mono mixes the batter. Oh wait, I forgot the cinnamon. He twists backward and reaches the final ingredient, knocking the contents of a box of rat poison in his batter. Oops. Lacero's gonna love my cake!

Dasquian finds an awesome hiding place! There's a row of statues in the center of the park and one of them just happens to be missing. They must be restoring it or cleaning it or something! Perfect! He'll never find me here! He steps in line, falls into place and settles, being really still...

Lacero finishes counting and goes after Dasquian. He spies him really fast, since none of the other statues are clothed, or in color, like Dasquian. He jumps out at him and Dasquian screams!

Araltaln is done! His horrifying (to someone, no doubt) contraption is complete! Now to test it! As he reaches for the switch, which, as in all good cartoons, has a direction to turn to make the machinery perform correctly, and one to make it somehow maim you for life, or flatten you into a pancake, he is startled by a distant siren, heading towards his house to extinguish the fire. Damn! I forgot the tea!! He trips up, and turns said switch the Bad Way.

Unfortunately for him, the contraption decided that it was a lovely day for pancakes, and flattened him, to a nice gooey,1/4" thick mess.

Mono arrives just in time to see Dasquian sitting on the ground, obviously shaken up by something. He decides that maybe he should just stop and share Lacero's cake, to cheer him up. And it worked, for about 4 minutes, until Dasquian's poor body gave up it's fight against the rat poison...

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Araltaln -- Like I said, kill myself. With a Rube-Goldberg-esque contraption involving, but not limited to using, any or all of the following objects:

* A feather
* A ten-ton weight
* A corded telephone
* A toaster
* No tea

Lacero --I will do nothing at all. I'll be playing tig in the park.

Dasquian -- Do nothing, by pretending to be a statue.

Mono -- I will kill Dasquian, by feeding him poisonous cake.

Hi Colonic -- Do nuffin.
Survivors: Lacero, Mono, HC
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Round Two, choices please. Deadline in 36 hours.

Damn you Mono! Damn you to the infernal pit of hell which spawned you and your warfarin cake

Your greed shall be your downfall. If only you could be as humble as I am.

Hi Colonic just can't shake the feeling that something is terribly wrong. He doesn't know what, but something is not quite right. Oh well, I'll just sit here and do nothing, and wait for it to pass.

Meanwhile, Mono sits on top of his gold encrusted throne and laughs maniacally, throwing his head back with the madness that has overwhelmed him. He's created something, you see, something that could rip the very fabric of the universe, and tear his adversary a new one, as an added bonus. He reaches for the lever, and just as he does so, he sees something out of the corner of his eye.

Lacero is quite mad. He just sits around all day long and waits for everyone else to do his dirty work. Then, he sneaks in at the end and does something drastic. Something really drastic. It's how he deals with anything life hands him, really. With one extreme or the other. Some people call this bipolar. He ponders this, with a realisation that he should go to the doctor Monday morning and get checked out for that. But for now, he'll stick to his murderous, flighty ways.

Hi Colonic whistles a bit, out of boredom. Mono is the last thing on his mind. And sadly for him, Mono will always be the last thing on his mind. Simply because Mono is the last thing he sees, cackling wildly at him, as a huge whole opens up in the air before him and sucks him in, dragging him back in time to the previous round. Unfortunately for him, it doesn't pull him through consistently, and he is left on the previous day with his insides and his outsides mixed together quite sloppily.

Mono stands up, jumps up and down excitedly, enjoying his victory when suddenly Lacero sneaks up behind him, grabs his gold encrusted throne and proceeds to beat the living snot out of him with it.

Lacero doesn't even crack a smile as he cleans up his mess, disinfects, and sits atop his new throne.
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Lacero
I will bludgeon Mono to death with his gold encrusted throne.
KILL MONO

Hi Colonic
Do nothing!

Mono
I kill Hi Colonic so hard that he dies in round one, and loses the world record.
Lacero wins!

Aha! A moral victory for me!

...somehow. :/

I promise I didn't tip her off!