The MUCH Faster Loading, Floating Tree house by mai

* The Real Me has a very bad dream where Ebo and the Ebo Golem are having a loud argument about whether they should wear a frilly dress or a slinky dress. Meanwhile, a slinky walks down the stairs nearby. The Ebo Golem is so angry that she is jumping up and down... on The Real Me's foot. It hurts. From somewhere, the haunting sounds of a Dumb Stick Sounds Like It's Rainin' comes to The Real Me's ears. And who in blazes is Numfar? Should Numfar be added to the Crew List? *

* The Real Me wakes himself up quickly, before he moves into a ThatWeirdGirl kind of dream. *

The Real Me

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Wednesday, January 19, 2005 10:16 AM

PSYCHICRIVER

Ebo! Your back! And you bought a friend!

KGB, hi! I don't believe we've met, but your enterage precedes you!

Hi, I'm PsychicRiver. Welcome aboard!

Numfar is a character from Angel.

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

"We can take care of each other. I'll knit!"

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Wednesday, January 19, 2005 10:27 AM

And not just any character on Angel he's played by Joss himself!!

Look at the bottom of this thread.

www.fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=10&t=8135

-Ratboy

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Wednesday, January 19, 2005 10:30 AM

Numfar is here?!? This is a better treehouse/clubhous/hoverhouse/cool place than I thought!

Also, SimonWho, I don't ever really recall harassing....er,talking....to you and according to the historical documents, you were once an adversary. So forgive my continual checking of your hands for a bluish tint.

*eyes SimonWho's hands from afar*

PsychicRiver, I have an entourage? I told my second grade teacher I would! Goes to show what she knows! Anyway, hello and I'm sure our times together will be fruitful and glorious.

me

~Mal- "how drunk was i last night?"
~Jayne- "i don't know. i passed out."

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Wednesday, January 19, 2005 1:53 PM

Ah yes, I may not have been around when you first were but I did a big read up of old threads when I first arrived so I feel I know you (and several others who aren't around anymore).

And yes I was an adversary but that only because I was happily based in another thread when some mad woman started an assault on it for no reason. All self-defence until we worked out our differences.

Yeah, what is it with teachers being unable to predict the future of their students? I think they just try to put us down in case we surpass their lifetime achievements in our first few weeks in the outside world. Never mind, you have your entourage now. That'll show 'em.

Right, I think it's time for another showing of something or other. Any requests, suggestions? Or you could just go with a random pick of my own collection.

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Wednesday, January 19, 2005 2:24 PM

EBONEZER

Quote:
Originally posted by SimonWho:

And yes I was an adversary but that only because I was happily based in another thread when some mad woman started an assault on it for no reason.

I wonder who that mad woman might have been? She was a great and fearless warrior she was...

Quote:

All self-defence until we worked out our differences.

I don't remember our differences being worked out...i just remember you moving in.

Ah well, I consider the good doctor a helpful addition to the treehouse, we have a lot of self induced gunshot wounds aroung here, not to mention pool cue related injuries.

Speaking of pool, i was just starting a game, wasn't I.

*Ebo picks up her prize pool cue (Once, three men came to out-pool me. The best of em carried this. I call her Vera. She's my very favorite cue.) (sorry.) She breaks the triangular cluster of balls on the opposite end of the table.*

Woo hoo! That red one just went in. I'm solids.

-----------------------------------

Four out of five gynecologists recommend calling Ebo a girl.

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Wednesday, January 19, 2005 4:18 PM

*Rat comes out of the kitchen pushing a cart*
I'v got creme brulee for all! Ebo Golem and Numfar will serve it while we watch...what are we watching SW?

(hint hint) ~(_8^(|)

-Ratboy

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Wednesday, January 19, 2005 4:22 PM

Is that Tom Servo?

Mal-licious

Co-Holder of the Red Bell from Hell

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Wednesday, January 19, 2005 4:46 PM

doh!

-Ratboy

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Wednesday, January 19, 2005 5:30 PM

*fearing self-inflicted gunshot wounds, KGB wraps herself completely in gauze, then ambles over to the good doc*

Uh, I found this in a closet...I can have it, right?

edit - also, if I could find a cabana boy/groupie/robotgroupiecabanaboy to spoon feed me my creme brulee...I think I accidentally wrapped my arms too tight....

me

~Mal- "how drunk was i last night?"
~Jayne- "i don't know. i passed out."

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Wednesday, January 19, 2005 9:24 PM

I'm quite sorry, Cageybee. The cabana boys are all gone, scared off long ago when the ladies threatened to turn them into eunuchs in a misguided attempt to control or punish them. I created Sparky to fill that servile role. His actual designation was "the Mechana-cabana-boy 3000". Sadly, he is currently in a poor state of repair due to the Inola Teg incident.

* The Real Me gestures to two and a half bucketfulls of Sparky that he has been collecting from around the common room over the last few days. *

You COULD have the Ebo Golem feed you, but I am not quite sure that it knows its own strength. After all, look at these hand prints it left in the refrigerator when I asked it to shut the door.

* Whispers. *

By the way, what IS creme brulee, anyway? A custard? A cheese casserole? Something ice creamy? What?

The Real Me

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Wednesday, January 19, 2005 9:34 PM

Oh, yes. And I can vouch for SimonWho, despite him once being on the wrong side. Why, aside from atrocities committed during the Three Switches War, I can't think of a single objectionable thing that he's done.

* The Real Me seems to consider this. *

Well, aside from possible involvement in the PsychicRiver kidnapping, but we really couldn't prove a thing against him.

* The Real Me whispers. *

He might be a Cylon in disguise... Or a Cyberman. I get those two confused all the time.

The Real Me

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Wednesday, January 19, 2005 10:44 PM

Ebo, nice shot. Was that luck or are you really a pool shark in disguise?

So when does the men in dresses part of the festivites begin? This I have to see.

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Wednesday, January 19, 2005 11:08 PM

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
He might be a Cylon in disguise.

A new one, or a shiny one?

-Ratboy

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Thursday, January 20, 2005 12:05 AM

Me a Cylon? Can't be, all the men Cylons in the new series are really plain and old. Strange that all the women Cylons are young and hot then.

Right, okay somebody needs spoon feeding (other than your typical Fox viewer) and I think we have a vote for watching some MST3K. Well, I'm one of the few UK people into the show so luckily I can offer you either one of my downloaded episodes or I have Mitchell and Manos, the Hands of Fate on DVD. Take your pick, they're all really, really bad.

Oh, and watch out for snakes.

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Thursday, January 20, 2005 5:21 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by mai:

So when does the men in dresses part of the festivites begin? This I have to see.

Oh, right. The men in dresses part.

* The Real Me seems lost in thought for a moment, and you might hear him mutter... *

nut bowl?

* Then The Real Me shrugs, opens a hole in reality, and steps through. *

I'll return presently!

* The hole in reality closes behind him. *

The Real Me

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Thursday, January 20, 2005 2:41 PM

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* The Real Me wakes himself up quickly, before he moves into a ThatWeirdGirl kind of dream. *

yeah, those were pretty bizarre...

*twg rumages thru the costume box, again, and pulls out some very pretty frilly dresses*

Hey guys, I found some dresses. This one is a strapless black number with little red polka dots and a fluffy petticoat. This other one is a white lace halter dress with layers of laciness on the skirt.

*chirp, chirp*

no takers?

*twg hangs the dresses carefull on the door frame. she returns to the box in search of more dresses* Aha!! *twg carefully pulls out a slinky red dress to find a clingy blue sequin dress beneath it*

Hey You Guys! I found some slinky numbers. would you prefer the slinky ones? This red one is hot. Halter, tight, light red beading across bust and down left hip, with a severly angled hem showing alot of the right thigh. This blue one *gasp* oh my, the slit is all the way up to "here".

I volunteer to wear a tux and hat if you guys don the gowns.

www.thatweirdgirl.com

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Thursday, January 20, 2005 2:55 PM

I will also wear a tux...as long as its slinky. With frilly socks underneath.

*runs to her new room in the east wing, a strip of gauze stuck to her shoe. returns with a large, red Miss 'Verse sash*

Maybe we could have some sort of competition to award this?

me

~Mal- "how drunk was i last night?"
~Jayne- "i don't know. i passed out."

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Thursday, January 20, 2005 3:05 PM

I think white ruffled socks are the perfect accessory to the tux.

I can help choreograph the stage numbers. *chills run up and down twg's body* why am i so into this thing? does it seem right that I should want to see the men in dresses?

...I do have a rather unhealthy obsession with Eddie Izzard and Tim Curry.

Did I ever tell you that I wanted to be a ZZTop girl when I grew up? Sigh.

www.thatweirdgirl.com

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Thursday, January 20, 2005 6:22 PM

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...*returns with a large, red Miss 'Verse sash*

(Mal-Licious snatches the Miss 'Verse sash out of KGB's hand)

I'll take that, thank you.

Mal-licious

Co-Holder of the Red Bell from Hell

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Friday, January 21, 2005 12:25 AM

So who's exactly competing for the Miss 'Verse sash, the ladies present or men in dresses? I'm confused.

And also I call shotgun on the cute red slinky outfit. Frilly is so not me.

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Friday, January 21, 2005 2:19 AM

I think it should be the men in fancy (slinky or otherwise) dresses that compete. It can be the first annual FLFTH Cross Dressing Pageant! Come on... you know you want to.

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Friday, January 21, 2005 6:07 AM

BADGERSHAT

You got room for me and my shiny hat in this here treehouse?

And by the way, has anyone considered, in lieu of a floating treehouse, perhaps we might try taking up residence in a private 747? MUCH easier to move around, s'long as we can find us a qualified pilot, of course... and then there's that fuel bill... and cleaning out the lavatories... and i shudder to think of what would happen if Zoid figured out how to run the P.A. system... on second thought, let's stick to the floating treehouse...

--Jefé The Hat

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(This is the Truth of Whedoning)

"I like smackin 'em"--Jayne

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Friday, January 21, 2005 9:13 AM

COSMICFUGITIVE

Hey guys. Is it okay to come aboard?
__________________________________________________

"I only fell is all."

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Friday, January 21, 2005 9:32 AM

More = Merrier. Welcome on board both (and all and sundry)

Though I hope you like dresses.

We still need to decide what we're going to watch. I'll cue up Manos: the Hands of Fate, just in case.

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Friday, January 21, 2005 9:56 AM

Welcome Jefe and Cosmic! Glad your here. What's your preference frilly or slinky?

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Friday, January 21, 2005 10:44 AM

MONTANAGIRL

Hi all!
Simon- I also have Santa Claus Conquers the Martians and Giant Spider Invasion if you need to borrow some more MST3K and really indoctrinate everyone.

That razorback hat lacks the subtle dignity of a cheesehead. - Servo

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Friday, January 21, 2005 11:31 AM

We always have room for you. Welcome El Jefe and CosmicFugitive!

Now, i should warn you that the men are required to wear dresses and compete in a beauty competition judged by us women folk.

There is still the blue dress with the obscene slit, the white lace one, and the black polka dot dress available. They're over on the door. Of course you are welcome to wear a dress of your own making.

*eyeing the blue dress, she suddenly realizes that it would not fit el jefe...the slit* oh my

Perhaps you'd like the fluffy black one?

www.thatweirdgirl.com

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Friday, January 21, 2005 12:02 PM

BADGERSHAT

What's this about a slit? Is this a strategically located slit?

Actually, it might work to my advantage, depending on what kind of contest we're talking about here... I AM trying to put together a harem, remember...

Personally, I'm thinkin I might skip the dress entirely, and go with a manly kilt, complete with 54" Claymore broadsword...

How about if I go with nothing but the leopard skin thong?

--Jefé The Hat

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(This is the Truth of Whedoning)

"I like smackin 'em"--Jayne

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Friday, January 21, 2005 12:11 PM

*after seeing Malicious gratituously flaunting her STOLEN sash, KGB, in her slinky dress with frilly socks, slids in Tom-Cruise-in-Risky-Business style and steals it back*

Mal, the sash is for the man with the most well-placed slit!

I think there should be two portions for the competition: evening wear and talent. I hear the vocal stylings of a certain doc are quite amazing.

me

~Mal- "how drunk was i last night?"
~Jayne- "i don't know. i passed out."

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Friday, January 21, 2005 12:26 PM

Harem? Did you say harem? I must of missed something from way back when. If you've got room I have always dreamed of belonging to a harem ...

As for the pageant, I am personally voting for the slinkest, best covered (or uncovered as the case may be) man on the stage. After all, it's not really pageant wear unless its like a second skin right? edit: oh and high heels too, can't have a pageant without gorgeous shoes.

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Friday, January 21, 2005 12:31 PM

Jefe, I think have a few harem outfits leftover from when I was "involved" it Static's. Of course, with time, they've acquired stragetically placed tears.

me

~Mal- "how drunk was i last night?"
~Jayne- "i don't know. i passed out."

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Friday, January 21, 2005 1:58 PM

(Mal-Licious bonks KGB on the head with her scepter, just for fun.)

I will allow you to take the sash back, but only if Jefe wins.

Mal-licious

Co-Holder of the Red Bell from Hell

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Friday, January 21, 2005 3:04 PM

* A spot of light appears in the middle of one wall of the Sereni-TREE’s common room. It expands, to become a circle of fire surrounding a dark void. From it flies a suitcase, which falls to the floor with a thud. Then from this hole in reality steps The Real Me, carrying a crowbar. The dimensional portal closes behind him. *

Ebo Golem! Drop whatever you are doing and come here, quickly!

* The Ebo Golem lets go of a tray full of drinks, which shatter and spill on the floor. It comes running. *

* The Real Me turns and points at the wall again. From his fingertip, another hole in reality starts to open. Out from this new dimensional portal come Rat and an unknown woman who is apparently embracing him. They seem very surprised as they fly out, feet first. For a moment, they are oriented parallel to the floor and are “falling” sideways, but then the gravity around the Sereni-TREE takes over, and they both drop down to the deck. *

* The woman is enraged. As she slams Rat’s face into the floor and scrambles to her feet, The Real Me smacks her in the shin with his crowbar and she goes down again. *

Ebo Golem! Grab her! Don’t let her get loose!

* The Ebo Golem leaps forward, grabs the woman, and holds her securely. *

Good!

* The Real Me reaches down with his other hand. *

Here Rat, let me help you up. Sorry about the ruse I involved you in, but I wanted her to be distracted.

* The woman, still in Ebo Golem’s grasp, struggles in vain to break free and howls incoherently. *

Well, that’s that. Now to deal with the actual cause of the problem.

* The Real Me pokes his upper body through the dimensional portal in the wall, then with some difficulty pulls himself through. From the other side, The Real Me’s voice echos: *

Whew! Dis-orienting!

* Soon after, the sound of cracking wood can be heard from the other side of the dimensional portal. Then The Real Me comes flying back through the portal in the wall, feet first. He does a twist in mid-air and drops to the floor, landing clumsily. The hole in reality closes behind him. In addition to the crowbar, The Real Me holds a chunk of wood. Without saying a word, The Real Me drops the crowbar, goes over to the suitcase, works the combination to open it, shoves the wood inside, and re-locks the suitcase. He sighs in relief. *

Well, that’s MANY potential disasters averted.

* The Real Me clutches the suitcase under one arm while he gestures toward the new woman still struggling in the grasp of the Ebo Golem. *

Hello, everyone! This is the FemaleReaver. I… uh.. well, back on the Thread Dedicated to Mal-licious, I accidentally brought her into existence by means of this magical, wish-granting plank. It is true that, taking my words literally, the Plank granted my wish. Unfortunately, the Plank seems to have the same evil, twisted sense of humor as many gamemasters of role-playing games.

* The Real Me blinks, just now noticing the new faces. *

Oh, hello, Badger’s Hat! Glad you could join us! Welcome! But I thought that Gunhand wore the shiny hat?

And hello, CosmicFugitive! You may find sanctuary here.

And… MontanaGirl? May I congratulate you on being the lucky 13th official crew member aboard the Sereni-TREE.

* The Real Me amends the Crew Roster: *

Badger’s Hat
CageyBee
CosmicFugitive
Ebonezer
Mai
Mal-licious
MontanaGirl
PsychicRiver
Rat
SimonWho
ThatWeirdGirl
TheRealMe
Zoid

* The Real Me turns back to the FemaleReaver, who has stopped struggling against the Ebo Golem and just gazes sullenly back at him. The Real Me scratches his head. *

Well, now! What are we going to do with YOU?

Hmmmm…

Well, Ebo Golem, let’s carry her to one of the private rooms. Maybe we can lock her in it and feed her through a slit or something. Say, does anybody have one of those Hannibal Lector mask things anywhere?

* The FemaleReaver smiles, and says: * “Just let me go. You know that I’m smart enough to figure out a way to get free EVENTUALLY! I promise that I won’t eat you... FIRST." * She gives an evil grin, and licks her lips. *

* The Real Me is startled, and runs over in his mind exactly what he wished for. Hmmmm... She is at least intelligent, witty, and creative... and especially interested in The Real Me. The Real Me has a bad feeling about this. *

The Real Me

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Friday, January 21, 2005 8:18 PM

MONTANAGIRL

*montanagirl tiptoes in, lays a plate of peanut butter cookies in front of Mal-licious in supplication, then backs slowly away*

Someone let me know when it's safe for me to show my face in front of Mal again. I swear, Rat started it!

Packer fans welcome.
All others tolerated.

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Friday, January 21, 2005 8:50 PM

Hey, don't blame me, I'v been (and will be) hideing under the pool tabel til' after the "crossdressing gala"!

-Ratboy

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Saturday, January 22, 2005 4:09 AM

COSMICFUGITIVE

*Cosmicfugitive continues to look at the dresses hanging on the door. He frowns, mulling over his decision.*

I don't know... They all look...

*He pauses and slowly turns to face the rest of the room. His frown deepens.*

Uh... Did someone mention a 54" Claymore broadsword?

*He reaches into his suitcase and struggles to lift out said item.*

*Gasping for breath* It's a bit heavy but it's great for chopping vegetables. It also makes a brilliant back scratcher too!

*Suddenly he loses grip of the sword and it falls to the floor. The treehouse shakes momentarily. Cosmicfugitive clears his throat. He turns to face the door.*

I'll..Uh.. I'll just make my own outfit. I look better in red...

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Saturday, January 22, 2005 5:03 AM

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*montanagirl tiptoes in, lays a plate of peanut butter cookies in front of Mal-licious in supplication, then backs slowly away*

(Mal-Licious sniffs the still-warm cookies)

Hmmmmm. Do they have chocolate chips in them? If yes, that will bear heavily in your favor.

Mal-licious

Co-Holder of the Red Bell from Hell

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Saturday, January 22, 2005 7:13 AM

* After ensuring that the FemaleReaver is properly restrained (and guarded by the Ebo Golem) and after hiding away the magical wish-granting plank, The Real Me comes into the Sereni-TREE common room, carrying a lawn chair. He sets it down in a spot with a good view and then reclines in it. *

I will NOT participate directly in this silly cross-dressing contest. However, from this vantage point I will offer appropriate encouragement to any males that do.

The Real Me

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Saturday, January 22, 2005 9:16 AM

*smelling cookies, KGB wakes up from her scepter-induced slumber*

Woo, Mal, you have quite the hefty scepter there. What's it made of, cubic zirconia?

*feeling a large knot forming on her forehead, KGB hikes up her slinky skirt, just above the knee, unwraps the emergency gauze from around her leg and applies it to her forehead*

Knew I kept that for a reason. Now to make sure its wrapped secur....

*getting dizzy from the wrapping motion, KGB slumps back over*

me

~Mal- "how drunk was i last night?"
~Jayne- "i don't know. i passed out."

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Saturday, January 22, 2005 10:43 AM

How many contestants are there? Three?! That's it? Gee, you guys better work it to make up for the other guys not secure in their malenessness.

SimonWho
El Jefe
CosmicFugitive

Where are all the men? Grey? Zoid? Maniac? Static?

You *pointing to the men hiding under the pool table and relxing in the lawn chairs* will have to make up for your lack of catwalking in heels. TRM does so much, I'm willing to let him off with the stipulation that he opens a hole to IT's ice cream. As for the rest of you...Margaritas, stat! The women need you!

*twg relaxes in a hammock waiting for someone to gently rock her*

www.thatweirdgirl.com

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Saturday, January 22, 2005 1:36 PM

* The Real Me smiles and shrugs, then gets up from his lawn chair, fetches a cold Pepsimilk, opens it, and takes it to ThatWeirdGirl. *

Huh. With Sparky gone it's like old times back in the "I Am Not a Guy/Girl" Clubhouse.

* The Real Me sets ThatWeirdGirl's hammock rocking gently and waves one of his green hands at her. *

Oh, sorry. I could get you a margarita if you'd rather have that.

* The Real Me notices CageyBee slumped over amid her gauze. *

SimonWho! Could you take a look at CageyBee, please. Uh... I mean, could you closely examine her... Uh... I mean, I think that she could be hurt.

The Real Me

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Saturday, January 22, 2005 1:48 PM

Hell-OOO! The green hands and the margaritas are for ME, remember?

Mal-licious

Co-Holder of the Red Bell from Hell

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Saturday, January 22, 2005 2:10 PM

* The Real Me holds both his hands up, palms forward. *

But Mal-licious! I have TWO green hands.

* The Real Me guides Mal-licious to the hammock next to ThatWeirdGirl's and makes sure they are both rocking gently. Then he goes off for a short time to fix a pitcher of margaritas. He returns with the pitcher and a couple of glasses, which he fills and hands out. Then he waves one green hand at Mal-licious and the other at ThatWeirdGirl. *

Okay. Two ladies. Two hands. I'm fine unless Ebo shows up.

* The Real Me glances back at CageyBee's form, which is still unconscious. *

SimonWho!

The Real Me

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Saturday, January 22, 2005 2:26 PM

KGB is fine. Actually, I think she may be faking. I didn't bonk her THAT hard.

Mal-licious

Co-Holder of the Red Bell from Hell

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Saturday, January 22, 2005 3:05 PM

TRM, you can relax in your chair if you'd like. Rat can do this since he isn't prancing around in a dress. Can't you Rat?

Rat! Where are you? *twg crawls under the pool table only to find a pillow shaped like Rat.*

I have something that you can wear that isn't a dress. You want it?

*from behind twg's back she revelas a fluffy, royal blue feather boa*

Tada! You want this? I use it in pictures sometimes. It's really fluffy!

www.thatweirdgirl.com

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Saturday, January 22, 2005 4:04 PM

Quote:
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KGB is fine. Actually, I think she may be faking. I didn't bonk her THAT hard.

Mal-licious

Co-Holder of the Red Bell from Hell

Just so you know, in the UK the word "bonk" is normally used to mean "have sex with". Which does make the sentence above priceless.

Hmm, let me have a look at KGB. Right, definite case of suffering from self induced wrapping. Best thing for her is a long series of injections from needles of varying sizes. Unless she's feeling better now?

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Saturday, January 22, 2005 5:30 PM

Really? Here it's "boink." I'll try to remember that in the future. However, isn't just about every word in the UK a euphemism for sex?

Mal-licious

Co-Holder of the Red Bell from Hell

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Saturday, January 22, 2005 5:38 PM