discolé monade

nope

was there a 'written assignment' in the last challenge?

this. she knew she was in the fuck around and find out front runner of places to fuck around and find in. *don't even care if that makes sense* she tried to pull something. and she got caught. things could have been a hell of a lot worse. but i digress. the media painted a completely different picture. which, was the exact distraction, ^they^ thought ^we^ needed.

....when you sometimes keep a song on loop.

honestly, where were you 20 + years ago. i had the best puke pea colored bic. i never wanted it to die. when it did, i kept it for a few years, because i wanted to paint a '69, clutchless VW bug, i was gifted, and long ago lost.

well...i'm sold. where do i sign up?

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i had one hell of a time getting the actual final, final, FINAL draft. so...if there are any more typo's. oh fucking well.

TEAM HANK *Spike flicks a half smoked, and somewhat crushed cigarette* *It's raining. Not a good kind of rain. The kind of rain that desperately tries to wash away the smell of urine and vomit, but it can't.* Spike looks ahead and sees Ed and Ein dart into a bar. He notices the sign “The Pod 6”. Our hero makes his way in.... Spike strolls up to the bar. *A scholarly looking gent turns to him, wiping a tumbler with a bar rag. The neon light, reflecting off the barkeep's glasses, he nods towards Spike, gives him a quick once over, and just the slightest hint of the old world eastern Slavic, "Vat can I get you, Comrade?" "Prairie Oyster, good sir" Spike looks over the dimly lit bar, some light jazz, hums from an old vinyl record jukebox, "I know that ^gearhead work^ anywhere", Spike recalls while looking at the intricate machine. Slowly, he makes his scan, and sees a pair eyes staring at him, in the back, just barely visible. Thick smoke lingering around the hidden stare. He turns back, grabs his drinks, and before he can finish and place the glass back down, the mysterious figure makes their way out the back. Just as Spike was set to spring into action, Ed jumps on the table, and Ein frantically scampers around spikes feet. "Alright you two! What's going on?" "Ed sees the person you look for" Ed proclaims, while looking at the tip of their finger, cross eyed, at the curious beetle they found, circling all about. "Ed sees this person" and points to the screen behind the bar: BIG SHOT is streaming, and the outlaw known as Pactard, just posted again. wanted for stealing, and espionage from the Ministry of Science and Ministry of Defense $500,000 Woolongs. "WHERE?" shouts spike. Ed points in the direction of where the mysterious figure sat. "BARKEEP!!" "tsar4, the there is no 4, the 4th", states tsar "come again?" asks Spike "It's tsar4, the...eh... everyone knows me as tsar", he states nonchalantly. 'This is my, there is no 4, 4th version of me, that I created. Now, what did you need?" Spike looks down the bar to see a few very interested patrons, watch on. They all know everybody that comes to this bar is FULL of jerks. And they certainly don't know this one. "Who was that in the corner?" Spike inquires "I'm not entirely sure....." tsar trails off, making his way to the other patrons. "Hey TrigunB, you see anyone over there?" With some comic difficulty, the patron known as TrigunB, turns, fully cloaked in multi color balloons, one pops, an odd little 'squeeeeee' escapes from the patron. "You know me tsar, I only have eyes for my precious latex beauties!" At that moment, one pops, and the loudest 'squeeee' chokes out of TrigunB, who is just trying to adjust the balloon garb in such a way as to not ~ POP!!! ~ another balloon "SQUEEE" TrigunB FINALLY, sits back down. "How about you, Sawdy?" tsar asks a man a couple barstools down. A well groomed man turns to look at Spike, his hair perfectly coiffed, short haired beard tightly trimmed. The man was clothed in a thick collar, pea-coat, with deep, ebony buttons. Spike knew instantly who this man was; that is, his status on this planet, it was obvious. A New World Banker. They controlled the Ministry of Currency and Exchange. "Strange to see one here", noted Spike. "Yeah, I know who that was, but I don't know you, guy" spoke the banker. "Look I don't have time for this, do you know them, or not?" "TAKE IT TO RANTS!!!" yelled a patron "What does this look like? A *burb* library? *burb* oh *burb* "Oh *burb*!" yelled Sawdy, "that *burb* is messing with the *burp* AFD again!!" "HE'S EDITING OUR *burb* REAL TIME SPEECH PATTERNS!!!" Sawdy shuffles for something inside his jacket. He fishes out tech that instantly transforms into something that looks like a ball mouth gag, immediately straps it on. tsar and some of the other patrons, also grab this same tech, they know the drill. "What the actual *burp*?" Spike states, more than inquires. "Ed knows where he goes" and heads toward the back exit with Ein in tow. "Where can I find Pactard?" Spike asks the banker. "Head to the end of the alley. you'll know" Sawdy answers in a muffled irritation. Slightly curious, Spike turns back to Sawdy, "You....don't think there was a better design for this tech? And does it even work?" "YOU SHUT YOUR *burp* MOUTH", although garbled, came at Spike by all the patrons wearing the tech. Spike heads towards the back exit, remembering Ed and Ein, "Come on you two". They make their way to the back alley, and at the end of the cobblestone street, all three see an unusual mass of smoke, where someone made sure they would notice. Ed cartwheels down the alley, towards the smoke spot. Ein begins to follow, but something has caught his attention. He heads towards Ed, but suddenly turns left, and down. "EIN, COME BACK!" as Ed, also, disappears down the stairs. "I do not have time for this." sighs Spike. Spike makes his way to the stairs. They are steep, and at an almost impossible angle. the heel of his shoe almost gives way, and someone grabs his arm. Spike turns to see someone he hasn't set eyes on in quite some time! "Duzi, of course it's you" Spike grins. "It's me, come on! I know why you're here!" Duzi reaches into her pocket and pulls out a leather pouch, grabs a pre~rolled, lights it up, passes it to Spike. "Just down these ‘stone stairs of death’, you'll see my shop, can't miss it. I'll meet you there in 10. I gotta' go meet a man about a cow." At the bottom of the landing, Spike turns to see Duzi's shop. the bright, neon, "DUZITICKLE?" bedazzling hot lights, pinks and blues, expose the shine, on the wet cobblestone. An animatronic cat with a sledge hammer and a mouse plays a game of 'chicken', while an animatronic chicken plays tic/tac/toe in the window's open space. The green neon "OPEN" sign welcomes Spike inside. A little bell at the top of the door alerts someone in the back. Spike can hear what sounds like gears and cogs working together, along with the low whistling hum of steam. From behind the curtain to the back, a rolling trash can heads towards Spike, and behind the trash can is ein. "HEY, HERE WE ARE!!" yells Ed, from the back room. Just then, Duzi makes her way into the shop, turns abruptly, closes the blind, and locks the door. "Quickly! To the back!", as she makes her way past the entourage. Ed makes their way around the shop, touching little gadgets, playing with the various animatronics, and the unusual tech. "Ed loves Duzi. Ed loves all the Duzi", as they grab something with a screen and antenna. "Duzi, it's been a long time, and man if you're not a sight for sore eyes", Spiked stated as he slumped into one of the many comfy chairs in the back room. "Indeed, my good friend, but you're not here for a reunion, you're here for pactard. and it's about time" "You're right.but what do you mean, 'about time?" Spike inquired. Duzi went on to explain to Spike the constant robberies of various tech. and other ^sciences^, being used for older tech that she designed almost 20 years ago. and the problem, is one certain tech, is being used to destroy lives: the MODified Toaster Oven. Pacterd's fumbling adaptations of Old World Tech never really worked before. A mere toaster oven has managed to wreak havoc on airway frequencies. He convinced his barfly buddy, Nabraniel P Buttsavvy, Jr., (or Nabs for short), to get a gig, manning the grill for the employee kitchen, at the Ministry of Science. While an employee, Nabs, ^somehow^ managed to get his hands on MoD (Ministry of Defence) tech. An Audio Frequency Disruptor. Well, Pacterd didn't KNOW he was creating an alternate frequency, that was both aligning with an alternate universe. See, Pacterd thought that he was only purposely burning pork products in this toaster oven, that he modified. The part that Pacterd placed on this toaster oven, was only supposed to be a "banGer of a blue tooth, surround sound, mini oven, and cigarette roller",or so he thought, or so thought Nabs, when he wrote "BTD" (blue tooth device), on his palm, but by the time he finished his shift, the ink bled in such a way, that it read "AFD", (you guessed it). All he thought he was snagging, was some old tech. That's how the story goes..... Spike turns to Duzi "Surely, you're mistaken?" Duzi turns to Spike, and in true deadpan fashion, "I'm never mistaken, and don't call me Shirley." Duzi finishes by sending the coordinates to Spikes handheld. Our intrepid hero follows the cobblestone towards the end of the avenue. As he approaches a ram shackled building, three-story, googie style, mess of a building. The top two floors looked abandoned; broken windows that have been boarded up decades ago. Spike spots a light in a downstairs window. "You two, stay here" he tells Ed and Ein. "Ed stays here." looking at another bug, circling their finger, Ein drops to a rest position near Ed. As he approaches the stoop, Spike gets a very distinct smell of cigarettes and some sort of burnt meat. He can't quite make it, "Is that a pork chop?" Spike ponders, while he tightens his jacket collar, and flicks the cigarette he was working on. He looks through the window, he sees a rather tall, lean, almost skeleton like figure, moving in jerk like motions. The man, or what once was a man, is balding, save the long braid hanging from the back of the neck of his bounty: Packard. Spike squints, because he can't quite believe what he's seeing; tiny hands moving various strands of the thin braided 'rat tail', that are in turn, moving the ghost of a man. The voice, NOT coming from Pactard, but from behind the ^rat tail^, cackles ,"I am Jack's Fucking Problem Now" *Coup D'Etat* by Circle Jerks, plays somewhere in the background* KNOCK KNOCK. *Spike's right eye....*adjusts* *

but seriously. REALLY REALLY

same. if it wasn't for buddy, i wasn't coming back. and i didn't want to stay, so, ....shut up scoob.

cullen bo'kitty's exact thought.

squeeeee!!!!

an absolute argument for better vetting of potential candidates. can they, in fact, pass a basic civics class? how about 8th grade social studies?

i see what you did there.

oh...yes. we shall.

that's correct. because i won with *, so this challenge is....how do they say....in the books?

i actually kind of remember this. or at least seeing some of these somewhere. i've for sure seen mikeysc/true story. and the bunnies are crunchy.

there was something about being actors, and a stage. and there was another about hookah's and then the final was a t. jefferson quote. silly things, sigs. i have to block all sigs, because there are some that like that strobe light affect.

don't think the irony is lost. i have to applaud the freshman from texas doing a little fact checking on the GOP and specifically GA's purged votes....

ok. see, when the news of the digital release was out, lots of folks got confused as to why no hard copy, and now i seem to recall that the hard copy was only coming out on ps5, which also pissed off a lot of people. and now that i'm typijng this, i need to go see, so i can spend money on a stupid game for the ps5. i have elden ring and TLoU pt1, which i already beat TLoU, a few times, and only played 'factions' at this point. but have no desire to play on ps5 since 'factions' is not part of the deal. *and this is why i didn't want the ps5 now. there really isn't anything worth it, right now. at least nothing i'm familiar with. that said, i did see a few things...but i can wait for when they come down in price. i can stick with the ps4 for now, but i need a new headset*