Two Racquets Swing As One - The Shuttlecock Chronicles: Introduction And Prologue

[LemonMelon]

Tonight, it occurred to me that the times are changing. And as the times change, we change with it. Certain things remain relevant forever (U2, love, a shot of whiskey on a cold night), while others burn out quickly (Coldplay, Amy Winehouse, HTDAAB). As you may or may not know, I have dabbled in cartooning a bit in my time. I met some new people, went around the world, had my pick of any girl, but, while you may think I would be happy, I am not. Cartooning is a hard game, where only the strong survive. I have found that, in spite of all my power and fame, I am cold and isolated. I might as well just be managing U2 or something.

So, in order to reconnect with humanity, I'm tearing down the wall, and formally resigning from cartooning FOREVAR. I have realized that we are all one and I am embracing this revelation from this day forward. But it is also a professional choice; after all, becoming a PLEBAn is a career move.

As is only fitting, I will now dream it all up again, and take my place among all the other satellites. It begins here and now, with an epic tale of a fantastic rock band, their music, and how they reconcile their feelings for the emerging sport of badminton.

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Two Racquets Swing As One - The Shuttlecock Chronicles

Prologue

All my life, I have sought to balance pleasure and the rewarding but frustrating grind of being in a rock n' roll band. Should I seek to find my purpose through pleasure? Judge a man by his fruit. The Grammys have proven to be a very reliable barometer. ---Bono

Shut the fuck up, Bono. Play me an E chord. ---Edge

Uhh...wait...that's...a guitar doesn't go up that high, does it? ---Bono

In music, it is very easy to get wrapped up in the 4-star reviews and wraparound shades. The following story is both a cautionary tale, and one of great joy. U2, with all the power in the world, lacked a muse. But now, it has been found.

One racquet
One swing
When there's one birdie
Waiting in the wings

TO BE CONTINUED.

 

[The Sad Punk]

Despite the lack of Book Antiqua and Comic Sans, I am positively on Dave Evans of my seat.

Bring it on.

 

[LemonMelon]

I tried the Book Antiqua, but I could barely read it. Let me try the Comic Sans.

EDIT: OK, I'm sticking with Comic Sans. Now I'm looking sharp.

 

[The Sad Punk]

Now that is just the fan fictitious cat's pajamas.

 

[LemonMelon]

"Bono" looks like "Bana". Awesome.

 

[The Sad Punk]

"Bono" looks like "Bana". Awesome.

Eric...Bono ?

 

[Reggo]

OMG, I love you guys.

 

[Rosebud]

*get's comfy chair and waits for next installment*


we are with baited breath LM.

 

[No spoken words]

She means "bated breath", but it's all good in the proverbial hood.

 

[Galeongirl]

You guys are nuts!



But never quite cartooning please.

 

[dianepm]

all these new stories in fanfic...

Can't wait for more of this.

 

[corianderstem]

I don't know, ElMel. I'm already questioning your characterizations. And where's the dramatic tension?

Plus, needs more cocks.

 

[LemonMelon]

Plus, needs more cocks.

So you're essentially telling me to give the PLEBAns what they want?

 

[corianderstem]

Actually, no. I was rooting for a cockfight of the chicken kind. I think that would play well into U2's lyrics, thematically.

 

[Gluey]

This roosters ready for a cockfight.

 

[ClaytonsKitten]

after all, becoming a PLEBAn is a career move.

Oh. So. True.

Can't wait for more of this!

 

[bono_212]

Now that is just the fan fictitious cat's pajamas.

Now he looked respectable. Now he could do a great jog.

 

[edurban]

Shuttle....cock?????








How rude.