I claim the spamzone.

That's right. It's mine.

 

*takes Spam Zone*

No it's mine.

 

orly? .

 

*takes back*

It is mine again.

 

*sigh* Everyone knows the spamzone is and always will be (unless I claim it/blow it up) Dalk's.

 

*Takes the spam zone*

I'll take the spam zone.

AND EAT IT!!

*eats it*

._.

 

*shoots you both and takes credit*

 

You may claim it but you will never be able to tame the wicked and wild beast legends seem to name as "Drama."

 

You two are settling this like imbecilic fools.

Surely there is only one way to find out who truly owns the Spam Zone.

A Race Around KHV.

I will take the bets, and it shall begin momentarily.

 

*Falcon Punches it out of you* It's mine and now up for auction! Who wants to buy this lovely spam zone? Bid starts at $10.

 

I am the fastest on this forum. I run track.

And I'm part kenyan.

 

Then you may count that as an advantage.

No bets? Shall we begin then? Are all parties ready?

 

Um, hello? I'm in possesion of the spam zone. If anyone wants it they have to bid for it.

 

Apparently, that's just my breakfast.

I ate spam.

._.

 

Dude im betting my soul xD

 

Speed? I am speed.

lolwut

 

So... we're in Kid Hero now... I don't know how to react to this.

 

What else is awkward and plot twisting?

I'm still in the Spam Zone.

So technically I ate myself!

: D

._.

 

And who shall you bet on? Hm?

You defy physical logic.

 

Aside from the fact that I could twist this statement in a variety of ways for my own amusement, it, in itself, is quite worrying. Just what the hell is going on, anyway?