sheeps
beautiful shark
I'm better off as a robot.
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Post by sheeps on Jan 8, 2003 12:39:08 GMT 10
(I think Sheeps has had some of Latisha's drink, not just Zack, heh) ..And then Zack Collapsed.. (:p) |
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Post by Tiberius on Jan 9, 2003 2:00:51 GMT 10
Meanwhile in the seedy part of town, Sarah was preparing for her gig. She looked herself over in the hotel toilet mirror. She was wearing a brown leather skirt, black boots, and a tight low-cut top. She looked the part alright. Her long straight ash blonde hair flopped over her shoulders. "You don't look too bad at all girl" she said to herself in the mirror. However, her skin was very pale, a result of not seeing the sun much. But her work kept her up at odd hours and the day was when she slept.
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sheeps
beautiful shark
I'm better off as a robot.
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Post by sheeps on Jan 9, 2003 13:00:33 GMT 10
(Wouldn't want to go off topic now would you  )But elsewhere Zack was sleeping.. yes, sleeping he was.. Sleeping to the tunes of trucks blowing their horns and bicycles ringing their bells, alarm clocks beeping like crazy and the clicking of peoples mouses..
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Post by TheAstronaut on Jan 9, 2003 14:04:50 GMT 10
Time to kill this Zack fellow off in a comical fashion.
Suddenly an anvil came flying down from the heavens and crushed him in a rather hillarious situation.
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Post by caelestis on Jan 9, 2003 18:30:50 GMT 10
while just finishing her preparations for the gig, sarah's phone rang.
it was the police.
"sarah somebody? i'm sorry. zack's been hit and killed by a rogue anvil."
the phone dropped from her hand and bounced, now broken and useless.
not that that mattered to sarah.
zack! dead! in a comical fashion she had lost zack. and he was her...
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Post by loux2 on Jan 9, 2003 22:20:48 GMT 10
identical twin who had a sex change 2 years ago,
she couldn't believe it!
He/She was also one of her best friends and had been to every gig she'd played, he/she was her lucky charm, what was she to do with out him/her??
"I know" she said to herself,
"I'll.....
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sheeps
beautiful shark
I'm better off as a robot.
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Post by sheeps on Jan 9, 2003 23:44:56 GMT 10
The phone rang again (well a different phone but that doesn't matter now does it? Does it!? Does it???) It was discovered that Zack slipped on a stranded bar of soap and the anvil only crushed his penis, so now that he had had ANOTHER "sex change" he was now known as Zackadilly, but he decided to change his name to something more appropiate, that's right, Sarah..
But then he.. umm.. she... ummm.. it remembered that his sisters name was sarah, so it called itself Hots3xysarah..
So it started to make sense, right about nooww....
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Post by Tiberius on Jan 10, 2003 0:16:08 GMT 10
No, not making sense. He slipped on a bar of soap while semi-unconscious in the park and an anvil landed on his penis then he has a sex change? Um, come again Zack's a dude, hence the reason Latisha and Kelly wanted to sleep with HIM.Sarah said, "have to... I'll have to... I wish I could see him again" she sobbed to herself in the mirror. Sarah was Zack's everything, his girlfriend. Well she was at one point, but they'd drifted apart. They were no longer the inseparable lovers. The police probably found Sarah's number on Zack and called this number as a result. Sarah washed her face in the sink and prepared herself to go on stage. It was going to be a night of sad and regretful songs for this gig. Meanwhile in the city morgue, Zack's body was being positioned for an autopsy later. The morgue attendants wheeled in the body and moved it onto the examination bed then left the room to have a cigarette. It was just another routine murder to them. However, approximately five minutes later something extortionary happened. You could even say it was miraculous. Zack's fingers started to twitch, and then his eyes opened. He sat up sharply and gasped for breath. He felt like death but he was alive, and he had a sore head. (Wouldn't want to go off topic now would you ) [/size] (it's called a subplot  )
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Post by Lounge Act on Jan 19, 2003 8:57:21 GMT 10
the people in the morgue could not believe what they were seeing. so they decided to pinch zack, to see what response they would get. when they recieved a high pitched scream, they knew that zack wasnt dead. infact, zack was able to walk out of that room right then, to go and find adventure, or the nose he seemed to have lost
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Post by Tiberius on Jan 19, 2003 19:34:43 GMT 10
The nose was still there but Zack was having a hard time remembering much as amnesia seemed to have set in. He knew his name was Zack but not a whole lot more. He had to find some clothes. Going outside naked probably wouldn't be a good move.
After what seemed like hours of sneaking around the morgue corridors he found the locker. He quickly put on his jeans, black t-shirt, and black leather coat and looked through the rest of his belongings. There was a torn piece of paper with the words "Ridgecrest Hotel - 13 Main Street" scribbled on it.
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Post by Lounge Act on Jan 20, 2003 8:56:26 GMT 10
so zack travelled to the address, and it was an uneventful journey. once he got there, things started to heat up. it turned out this was paul dempsey's house, and cheif wiggum and moe were also there. zack was less than welcome here, and he ran outside as moe came after him with an axe.
Then Zack woke up.
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Post by Tiberius on Jan 20, 2003 12:35:33 GMT 10
These illusions in his head must've been a residual side effect of the amnesia. He shook his head and kept walking. He found a cheap tourist shop selling maps and bought one with the loose change he found at the bottom of his coat pocket.
So Zack arrived at the address written on the piece of paper which was just a few streets away. It was a grand old hotel. It must've been built centuries ago. It had that classic 20th century look to it.
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Post by larry emdur is my hero! on Jan 21, 2003 12:48:01 GMT 10
"Fancy a shoe shine guvnor?" Asked a boy standing near the entrance. The boy had an innocent smile, ragged clothes and thick cockney accent.
"Sorry, I don’t speak to stereotypes" Zack replied, "they are a sign of a poor writer, their mere inclusion highlights the many, many weaknesses of the particular author"
The young boy looked confused.
Zack explained "To continue this conversation any further would risk destroying any credibility this particular story has left, and do you know how hard it is to get a gig in a fictional world these days?"
The young boy still looked confused
"Impossible” Zack continued. "My last gig was a friggin Spot book. Gee, how do you think I felt? They dressed me up in this stupid dog costume, and got people to watch me do pointless, meaningless activities. See Spot Run my ass. It was an insult to both my intelligence and that of the children of the ages 3-5"
The young boy still looked confused. Almost a little scared.
"Now look what you've made me do, I've slipped out of character, haven’t I” Zack screamed. "Oh I do this every time. Maybe if I slip into the hotel, no one will notice?" and with that, Zack left the confused stereotyped shoe shine and entered the classic looking 20th century hotel, marvelling at how a hotel built centuries ago, managed to predict the style of 20th century architecture.
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Post by Tiberius on Jan 21, 2003 13:10:43 GMT 10
The hotel built centuries ago probably managed to predict the style of 20th century architecture since it was built in the 20th century, which was coincidently, centuries ago. Funny that.
Zack nervously walked into the hotel foyer. This place seemed so familiar. There were posters all around advertising someone called "Sarah" who would be singing at the hotel tonight.
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Post by larry emdur is my hero! on Jan 21, 2003 13:22:04 GMT 10
"I wonder what time soundcheck is?" he wondered out loud. Hoping to sneak a peak at the woman he thought he knew. He looked around for the hotel bar.
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