This is really fun....you have to play this...er....game where you have to grab the bomb from each player using any pretend means that are at all possible!!!

I start with bomb....Gonna play or what?

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Bonus Agricola .

YOINK! I take it using the Canadarm. The bomb, the pretty bomb is mne now, MUHA-HAHA-HA!

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BAMF! I teleport in like Nightcrawler and grab the bomb, then teleport out!

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I want to go back to the moon.
I don't care which rocket you use, whichever one you pick, I'll like it, I swear.
"If you think the LHC will create black holes, you might as well believe Hobbits are at the bottom of your garden."- Dr. Mike Inglis
Rovers forever! - ToSeek

That's ATM!

I kick Kai to ATM and grab the bomb! HAH!

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"Ignorance more frequently begets confidence than does knowledge" -- Charles Darwin
"Your right to hold an opinion is not being contested. Your expectation that it be taken seriously is." -- Jason Thompson
Meet the OOONG TOE.

I wait for the bomb to spontaneously 'tunnel' into my arms

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*time passes*

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"Ignorance more frequently begets confidence than does knowledge" -- Charles Darwin
"Your right to hold an opinion is not being contested. Your expectation that it be taken seriously is." -- Jason Thompson
Meet the OOONG TOE.

While Raven waits, I explode into action! Donning a jetpack and wielding a butterfly net, I snag the bomb from Slang and fly off to my secret loft, hidden in a deserted silo. I jump down into my meter-thick-titanium-walled emergency fallout shelter, close the trapdoor and pull a chain. Tons of water and powdered concrete pour out of hidden tanks, mixing together as they fill the silo, sealing me in with the bomb! I start an oxygen bottle, put a kettle on and turn to my prize.

Ah, the bomb. Warm, red lights flashing, countdown display decrementing in sharp slices of time, tick-tick-ticking like a heartbeat. I curl up around the bomb, tired, pleased, at peace...

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"People do not want immortality... They simply do not want to die... They want to feel the ground beneath their feet, see the clouds overhead, love other people, be with them, and think. Nothing more. Everything that has been said beyond that is a lie." - Ijon Tichy

I make a butterfly flap in Indonesia.
The bomb spontaneously switches place with a bowling ball in my closet through quantum anomalies.

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Si tacuisses, philosophus mansisses.

"Half of what I say is meaningless, but I say it so that the other half may reach you."

Your local bowling center, is really a cover for a star gate for the men in black people, and I sent them an email, and they were so alarmed at the possible threat, and worried that you were being controlled by dark forces, that they sent round Wigshera ship, which replaced your bomb with a proper bowling ball, and dropped the bomb off at my flat, for safe keeping and analyses.

I knock on your door, wave my hand, and say: "This is not the bomb you're looking for". You reply: "This is not the bomb I'm looking for", and give it to me. I trot away, laughing maniacally.

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"Ignorance more frequently begets confidence than does knowledge" -- Charles Darwin
"Your right to hold an opinion is not being contested. Your expectation that it be taken seriously is." -- Jason Thompson
Meet the OOONG TOE.

*still waiting*

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As slang trots out of frog marches house my giant flying electromagnet switches on and sucks him into the sky (yes he is magnetic and it would be rude of me to tell you why). The jolt knocks the bomb, which for the purposes of this post is entirely un-magnetic, out of his hands and I catch it and begin giggling like a stoned pixie filled with helium until......

PS: is Ravens cry making anyone else nervous with all this waiting?

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For me it's enough for the garden to be beautifull; why do so many want to see fairies at the bottom?

"Many of those people are not getting four when adding two and two; many of them aren't even getting five or twenty-two. They're getting potato."
Gillianren

It's making me nervous enough not to want to catch it in my hands.

*catches the bomb in a tractor beam and transports it up to a thick safe somewhere in the decontamination bay of her secret space station*

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Si tacuisses, philosophus mansisses.

"Half of what I say is meaningless, but I say it so that the other half may reach you."

I accelerate a positron backward in time, with a sound of thunder. It annihilates a single butterfly back in the Jurassic. Strangely enough, nothing is affected, save that there is now a tremendous canyon in Arizona where the Colorado River used to pass, and that Larry Harmon was never elected President of the United States, but became a children's entertainer instead.

Also, Jokergirl's space station disappears. She and the bomb rapidly deorbit, whereupon I use a pair of helicopters with nets to retrieve the bomb. I sadly salute Jokergirl as she plummets to Earth... ehh, I'm sure she'll figure a way out in time.

Boy, it was tough work digging out of that concrete-choked silo with an increasingly chipped and shattered bowling ball. It sure would have helped if I had had some explosives...

But that's in the past. This bomb and I have a bright and rapidly expanding future together!

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"People do not want immortality... They simply do not want to die... They want to feel the ground beneath their feet, see the clouds overhead, love other people, be with them, and think. Nothing more. Everything that has been said beyond that is a lie." - Ijon Tichy

Unfortunately, the cosmic forces that govern the universe 'decide' that this moment be the one the bomb quantum tunnels into my greedy grasp. So that future of yours with the bomb may have been bright, but it was also short.
Ha, Ha, Ha!

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I snatch the bomb and jump into the space pod next to me and fly off to Xen.

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Bonus Agricola .

Luckily the jokergirl on the space station was an android.
I restore from backup and overrun ravens_cry's house with android zombies, stealing the bomb in the resulting confusion.

Then I put the bomb in a Schrödinger's box. You'll never know if it has exploded until you look!

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Si tacuisses, philosophus mansisses.

"Half of what I say is meaningless, but I say it so that the other half may reach you."

at this point there only seem to be two bombs, but redrum got caught by a worm hole and was sent back in time, just as jokergirl takes it again, I pick up the box thinking it contains a pizza, I put it in the corner and wait till hungry.

I land else where.

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Bonus Agricola .

I call on the Great God of Physics, Einsteus, and remind Him that you hath broken the most sacred law in the universe, the speed limit. As a boon, He gives me the bomb.

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My specially trained bomb retrieving ant army have finally proved their worth. The bomb is mine!

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I pull out a can of super-mega bug spray and douse the little buggers before they get away. The bomb is mine!!!

I sic my pet chimp on Gondolla and take the bomb while they're struggling.

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I want to go back to the moon.
I don't care which rocket you use, whichever one you pick, I'll like it, I swear.
"If you think the LHC will create black holes, you might as well believe Hobbits are at the bottom of your garden."- Dr. Mike Inglis
Rovers forever! - ToSeek

I tap Kai's left shoulder, dodge around to the right, and depart with the bomb!

I then superglue the bomb to my chest, paint myself silver, and hide amongst the cosplaying Cybermen at a Doctor Who convention.

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"People do not want immortality... They simply do not want to die... They want to feel the ground beneath their feet, see the clouds overhead, love other people, be with them, and think. Nothing more. Everything that has been said beyond that is a lie." - Ijon Tichy

I douse the cosplayers with rubbing alcohol,and grab the bomb when it drops off.
I then toss a burning match in their general direction.

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I flood the area with hypno-gas and play airport announcements on a PA system, then set up an airport security gate and ask ravens cry if he has anything to declare? He hands over the bomb in an instant and just before I wizz off, I make the suggestion that he is back in the eighties, and put disco music on the PA system, and he dances the night away....

While boogieing to the disco beat, baby, I trip the ol daddy'o, Frog March, catching the falling bomb. The familiar feel of the bomb breaks the trance, and I hightail it out of there in my Thrust SCC.

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I erect a gas station in the middle of the desert with a huge sign reading "1980's DISCO GAS PRICES". I wait until I hear the sound of jets, and see ravens_cry pull up. I give him several cans of soda while I slowly top off the .. umm.. car. When gravity does the unavoidable to the soda, ravens_cry asks for the key to the restroom. When he's in there, I block the exit with 3 elephants and 2 hippos, hop in the car, and race away, lovingly stroking the bomb. Do I hear ticking?

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"Ignorance more frequently begets confidence than does knowledge" -- Charles Darwin
"Your right to hold an opinion is not being contested. Your expectation that it be taken seriously is." -- Jason Thompson
Meet the OOONG TOE.

I draw a black spot on the desert road. Slang races directly over it, not noticing that it was drawn with ACME[tm] Hole paint. Following the rules of comic book physics, slang drops into the hole, his clothes and the bomb staying up a little longer due to selective gravity. I catch the bomb with a butterfly net and stride away in my giant mecha.

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Si tacuisses, philosophus mansisses.

"Half of what I say is meaningless, but I say it so that the other half may reach you."

Knowing that Jokergirl's giant mecha has been purchased from ACME[tm] I merely have to wait at the bottom of a deep canyon and retrieve the bomb from the inevitable pile of wreckage.

I make my escape on a roadrunner powered chariot

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Beer, the cause of and solution to, all lifes problems