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Post by Lightmer Witmer on Jan 10, 2005 22:42:00 GMT -5
"whooop ooo whoop woo" a strange hovering figure appears in pantaloons. "Come with me dear witmer". Excellent timing giant robot cell phone!
Lightmer dials a number and vanishes into thin air
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Post by Olga on Jan 10, 2005 22:44:00 GMT -5
Olga watches as Lightmer escapes with the strange floating machine in pantaloons. She scratches her head and scowls. "Next time, Witmer, next time." Olga teleports back to A.S.S. HQ.
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Josh the Crash Master
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Hello Mr. Six-pack of Confidence, I'm glad to see you've already met, Ms. 12-oz. of Lonliness.
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Post by Josh the Crash Master on Jan 10, 2005 22:46:39 GMT -5
((My God! That fight didn't make any sense at all! Shouldn't there be some kind of Mod-age going on here? That seemed like some really crazy and stupid stuff. And I'm pretty sure something in there should've been blacked out.))
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Post by Varsha on Jan 10, 2005 22:48:28 GMT -5
Varsha follows behind Josh, crossing her arms as if she were cold, which she slightly was. She had just been to the base a few minutes ago, but she supposes it wouldn't hurt to go back and check. "It's all right, I'm sure you're not useless."
(( Varsha's fourteen. Sorry, but i am being forced to go to bed right now. Feel free to move Varsha around. Sorry yet again. ))
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Post by Iris Faust on Jan 10, 2005 22:48:51 GMT -5
Iris looked at him and sighed. "You don't quite understand and Im not going to explain it to you...yet." Iris lowered her voice. "Please do not say things like that."
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 10, 2005 22:52:41 GMT -5
"Sorry... it's just that... you're mom and I have a pretty rocky relationship... She doesn't like me very much and I don't know why." he said with a shrug.
What he wanted to say was, "She doesn't like me because she's a racist Nazi elitist and I'm a lower class Mexican." but he didn't say that, as he knew that would DEFANITELY be crossing some very set boundaries.
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Post by Iris Faust on Jan 10, 2005 22:54:13 GMT -5
"Well I could see why she wouldn't like you very much, with some of the stuff you are saying." Iris sighed and then sat in a chair.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 10, 2005 22:56:05 GMT -5
"Oh, she's had her fair share of insults to me..." Freak Boy said. In fact, it was Erika, if I recall, who started this bitter relationship off on the wrong foot.
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Post by Iris Faust on Jan 10, 2005 22:58:17 GMT -5
"Doesn't mean that you have to continue it." Iris replied and then gave up. "But I guess if that's the way you want your relationship with her. Its none of my business."
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Josh the Crash Master
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Hello Mr. Six-pack of Confidence, I'm glad to see you've already met, Ms. 12-oz. of Lonliness.
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Post by Josh the Crash Master on Jan 10, 2005 22:59:11 GMT -5
((Oh, drat. Well, good night then. And thanks btw.)) "Oh, yeah, I'm real useful. Not doing anything while I'm here, then, when I finally decided to get really active and help out, a gigantic ----ing explosion goes off. Ms. Weil dead, the rest of us captured by the FRA, all because Antero was just being himself. Godammit!" He said, clenching his fist and feeling like punching something. "I swear that I'm gonna do something big to those FRA ----s in Capital City. Their gonna pay for their crimes. Violence breeds more violence they say. Well, if I destroy the FRA, no one will really care and no more violence will be coming out of that ----heap of humanity." He said, sounding very tired, sad, and angry all at once. Nothing good had come of Ms. Weil's attempts of trying to talk the FRA out of the shelling. All these Capitalist pricks didn't understand words, they spook with violence. Well, he just happened to be fluent it that language. No one would think he was a useless stoner for much longer. He wished he knew where Antero was, Josh needed someone with a like mind, someone to help him out and plan this thing.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 10, 2005 22:59:19 GMT -5
Freak Boy thought for a few seconds then sighed.
"Do the words, 'unfair guilt-trip' mean anything to you?" he asked jokingly.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 10, 2005 22:59:26 GMT -5
((Witmer and I are a little eccentric, sorry there Josh. Be back later everyone))
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Post by Iris Faust on Jan 10, 2005 23:04:04 GMT -5
"No, should they?" Iris said before looking back at him.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 10, 2005 23:06:37 GMT -5
Freak Boy quirked a brow at Iris...
"Uhm... that was a joke. Sorry, I do that a lot..." Freak Boy said.
Freak Boy was often referred to as a smart ass, a wise ass and/or a sarcastic/cynical freak.
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Post by Iris Faust on Jan 10, 2005 23:11:44 GMT -5
"No that's ok," Iris replied, no sense of expression
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