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Steve shouldn't be caught dead looking like a #4 nashtyness either - yuck, he looks positively simian there. A lot of guys at work are going for the # 3, and it only works for about 50% of them. Tough call.

Go to pleba and see what the final judgement was for Larry - then Beav can write you into some fiction etc...
 
LMPA walked through the main portion of the bar, past the patrons and out the front door. The street outside was busy and crowded, the lights misted by the rain. She made a left towards the parking lot. Suddenly a voice behind her called out, "Hey there, love." The heavy, slighlty drunkenaccent chilled her, she sped up her pace. The foosteps behind got closer, heavier. A hand reached her shoulder. "What's the rush, missy." She turned and the stench of alchohol hit her noise. "You ain't runin- "

"Hey, I wouldn't do that if I were you?" She heard that second voice coming from deep in the alley way. The drunken brut turned and called, "Who said that, yeah?" He was met not with a voice but with a distorted a guitar chord, an E minor it sounded like. "Hey, I said who you think you are? Come down here and face me like a man, yeah? Or are you sca - "

"METAL UP YOUR FUCKING ASS!"

LMPA took that distraction as an oppurtunity to pull off a roundhouse kick to assailants head. He fell with a thud. She grumbling from behind her, followed my another E minor chord and then, "METAL UP YOUR FUCKI - "

"It's ok TRE, I got him," said LMPA.

"Oh, sorry, my bad. My B string was out of tune. I wanted to get it perfect before I came down and kicked his ass. You know?"

"Well, next time maybe you can tune up before I get mugged, hm?"

"I did tune up, I must've hit the tuning key while I was climbing on top of the dumpster. I figured adding height would really add to the drama. Was my tone ok? I was playing with the distortion befo - "

"Watever, TRE. Let's go."
 
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snowbunny00774 said:
Steve shouldn't be caught dead looking like a #4 nashtyness either - yuck, he looks positively simian there. A lot of guys at work are going for the # 3, and it only works for about 50% of them. Tough call.

Go to pleba and see what the final judgement was for Larry - then Beav can write you into some fiction etc...

i'm leaning towards the #2 nashtyness... as opposed to the normal level 1 1/2 that i usually go with :hmm:
 
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Headache in a Suitcase said:


#3 i'm leaning towards the #2 nashtyness... as opposed to the normal level 1 1/2 that i usually go with :hmm:

I think you should compromise with yourself and go with the normal 1 1/2 on the sides, and the full # 2/3ish on top.

That'll be fan fiction approved :up:
 
As soon he got his amp secured, Tre was closing the trunk and asking, "So does the E minor have the menace to it? I'm really going for the menace effect. I like the E minor, it's deep and low, has nice sustain, but I dunno. Maybe I should go with a riff, like Iron Man or Smoke on the Wa - "

"Tre?" said LMPA.

"Yeah?"

"Shut up. Seriously."

"Hey - That's mine!" calls a voice from the other side of the parking lot.

"Hey, that's mine waaah waaah waaaah," came a second, clearly mocking voice behind the first.

"Oh boy," said LMPA. "Tre - start the car, no questions just start the car and - "

"Hey April," called the now nearing voice.

"Hey April Waah Waahhh Waaahhh," cae the second voice.

"STOP THAT."

"STOP THAT WAH WAH WAH."

"Kathie, serisouly, stop."

"Hey, you're not supposed to use my name. We're undercover superheroes."

"Well then you shouldn't have put your name in your superhero name."

LMPA slowly tries to sneak into the passenger seat as the voices get closer."

"Well, people might mistake it for cat, with a C. Then they won't make the connection with my name, which is with a K."

"Right, at least the won't make that connection until you correct them and spell it out for them. Like last night. 'No, no, it's Kat with a K, like in Kill or Kite. That's my name, Kathie, with a K'."

"Well, I don't like people being in the wrong. It can get embarrasing."

"They're crooks! What do you care?"

"Well, what if he's a reporter by day? And he writes the article that Redcat and Silly Bunny stop the criminal. That wouldn't be right. I'd feel bad."

"Whatever. And seriously, stop calling me that."

"Bunnies don't fight crime, you know. And if they did, no one would be scared."

LMPA, feeling that the attention of the newcomers was safely off of her, told Tre to drive. As Tre turned the lights on a figure stood in front. "HEY Tre! LMPA! What's up? Doritos?" The figure came around the side of the car and offered the bag.

Tre squinted and said, "Is that Steven Nash? What's he doing out here?"

LMPA took a Dorito and said, "Thanks, Headache." Tre reached across but found his hand slapped. "That's not polite," LMPA said.

Tre instead got out and walked around the car to get some Doritos. LMPA put her head back and sighed.
 
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As everyone gathered around the car, socializing and catching up, Reggie came out the back door of the bar, wearing a full catcher's outfit. LMPA puts her hand to her mouth as if suppressing a cough. Reggie noticed the gathering and walked over.

"Reg," sid Redkat, "Isn't it true that a real criminal wouldn't be scared of a bunny? Like if you were robbing a bank, and a bunny came in, would you be scared?"

Reg lifted the catcher's mask and spit some chew to the ground. "Well, let's see. Two balls, two strikes?"

"Huh?"

"Nothing, I figured I was dressed like a catcher, perfect time to say 'two balls'."

"Oh....but about the bunny in the bank."

"Well, initially, no. I probably wouldn't be. But - "

"Well, what if it were a killer bunny, like in Monty Python," says NSW, dressed like a pitcher and arriving from the other end of the lot.

"That's exactly where i was headed, High Five!," says Reg.

"Yes! See, a killer bunny. 'Oh it's just a harmless little bunny.' Just like in Monty Python. That rabbit fucked shit up, Kathie." says Snowbunny. "Uh...why are you dressed like a pitcher?"

"I dunno. Reg called and told me to dress like a pitcher. The question is, why is he dressed like a catcher."

LMPA runs from the car and leaps behind a dumpster.

"Dude, this glove. Holy shit. You have got to try this."

"Spalding Sx72? Nice glove for sure."

"Dude, you don't even kn - "

"AND HE'S CHECKED INTO THE BOARDS!" A small figure, wearing a helmet and an oversized hockey jersey, #99 on the back, hurls herself into Reg mid sentence. Reg is smashed up against the car, his face driven into the window. RavenBlue backs off, but when Reg turns to see what hit him, she drops her gloves and goes at him, "This is how we do in hockey, Reg, THIS IS HOW WE DO!".

NSW, a huge fan of sports brawls, grabs Headache who in turns spits Doritos into NSWs face, stunning him. Cheering erupts from all ends.
 
Headache in a Suitcase said:
without fail, no matter how tragic the situation, some putz always has to try to involve u2 in it. :banghead:

sometimes i wish this place just took the U2 out of U2 Feedback and just left it as Feedback: We've got other stuff... and U2.

No kidding. I love it! :happy:

I can see it now "Stickers for Porn Sites - Didn't Bono write a song once that mentioned porn, or stickers? It really makes you think :sad: "
 
Headache in a Suitcase said:
without fail, no matter how tragic the situation, some putz always has to try to involve u2 in it. :banghead:

sometimes i wish this place just took the U2 out of U2 Feedback and just left it as Feedback: We've got other stuff... and U2.

For reals. I don't think it's appropriate. Are we going to involve U2 in every freakin tragedy? Some people on here have no brains.
 
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