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Post by Tumble Lord on Jan 31, 2006 20:14:10 GMT
This discussion is irrelevant, you will become like us, then you will understand the nature of the Cyber-race. As a Cyberman your efficiency in your allotted task will increase two hundred percent.
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Post by Slagathor on Jan 31, 2006 20:57:28 GMT
You know as a marketing professional, I might be able to help your cause. First, it might be helpful to be a little less monochromatic. I know silver is your signature colour. But have you thought of accenting it with a little gold, or better yet, some bronze. A little style goes a long way. Have you also considered updating the name, you know a little reinventing. It works for Madonna. I think we need something a little edgier than 'cybermen'. (It's also a bit sexist.) I've come up with a short list, just to get the creative juices going. (Or curcuits firing, if you prefer.) How about: 'Silver Dynamos' 'Cyber-Blokes' (Edgier) 'Cyb' (Monosyllabic attitude, like the Borg) 'Electromen' (A little retro) 'The Silverinos' (Don't know how that one got in.) Anyway, I'll got some other ideas that I can share once we have a contractual arrangement. ;D ;D ;D ;D |
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Post by John Darnacan on Feb 2, 2006 18:52:48 GMT
All right, the scrapman is here. He wants the cyber blokes. Says he can give us £15 for each one.
Let's see. How many do we have?
;D
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Post by thascalos on Feb 7, 2006 16:19:39 GMT
I've counted we've got 30 of them ;D
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Post by John Darnacan on Feb 7, 2006 17:09:42 GMT
That means £450 split between us. We should be able to purchase some excellent cognac and cigars with that.  |
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Post by Tumble Lord on Feb 7, 2006 22:16:23 GMT
You could just nab Lady Peinforte's arrows and make even more a fortune, solid gold remember, Professors and don't point your arrows at me because... I'm a Cyberman immune to the effects of gold. So Nyerr! |
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Post by John Darnacan on Feb 7, 2006 23:02:36 GMT
But the scrapman doesn't want the gold, just you lot. You should be very flattered. ;D
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Post by Tumble Lord on Feb 7, 2006 23:08:07 GMT
Who says you have to sell it to a scrap dealer, what would IM Foreman want us for? Oh I see; to freeze us, transport us through time and capture the Doctor before he departs.
Even so- no.
Take the gold or else I'll send out a hypnotic control wave and condition you to hop on your left foot for the rest of the week!
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Post by Claire Voyant on Feb 8, 2006 13:42:51 GMT
Uh-oh. Cyber-paranoia rears its ugly head. ;D
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Post by Tumble Lord on Feb 8, 2006 13:50:51 GMT
Hey, Countess;  YOU WILL HOP ON YOUR RIGHT FOOT AND EVERY FEW SECONDS SHOUT; "BEEP". YOU WILL OBEY! |
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Post by thascalos on Feb 8, 2006 13:52:35 GMT
Take no notice Countess ;D
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Post by Claire Voyant on Feb 8, 2006 13:54:27 GMT
Not to worry, besides his "control ray" is all wrinkled. ;D |
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Post by Tumble Lord on Feb 8, 2006 13:55:28 GMT
Then why are you hopping on your right foot, well?
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Post by Claire Voyant on Feb 8, 2006 13:57:41 GMT
Hee hee!
You're looking in a mirror. You must have shot your control ray into the mirror and hit yourself! ha-ha.
;D ;D ;D
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Post by thascalos on Feb 8, 2006 13:58:21 GMT
Thasc giggles ;D
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