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Literate Chaotic / Re: LMNO-PI
« on: February 28, 2007, 06:01:56 pm »
Chapter 20: Down We Go

So, I set off down the Mountain. I pushed my way through strange plants of almost-bamboo, gnarled trees with sharp leaves, and odd insects that buzzed menacingly. The ground was slick with a grayish moss, and the boots I had lifted off the corpse were worn pretty thin. My leg kept barking its truth about the state of my bones, as I used the cane as best I could among the rocks. I could hear running water as I struggled to avoid the thorns of some sort of carnivorous plant that had half a lizard dangling from its bloom, and I made my way towards it. The sound soon became a roar as mist began to fill the air, and the jagged rocks became even more treacherous and slick, jabbing into the soles of my feet through the boots, and cutting my shins. I hoped the mossy lichens werent toxic.

The trees soon gave way to a precipice, opening up on a massive waterfall. For a moment, the past few days gave way to a stunned tranquility. My mind can deal with a lot of stuff associated with living in The City, with its high technology and low motivations. But this; this was something else. Above me, the cliff rose hundreds of feet in the air, its sides polished smooth by the water rushing over it. Hundreds of feet below, the water plunged into the darkness of a chasm, the canopy obscuring how far down it actually went. And the water itself! It was a bright blue, blue like a crayon, blue like a crashed computer before the Singularity Merger. It practically leapt from the crest like an animal, as spray flung away from the rock face, while the water itself crashed and boomed its way past me.

An errant jet of the blue liquid broke on an outcropping next to me. My nose and tongue picked up the scent of blood, and I reached out to wipe my fingers against the outcropping, and then stuck them in my mouth. A sharp taste snapped my head back, and I realized what made the water so blue. There must be an extremely high copper content in that waterfall, which is why the rocks were so smooth. I sat down, unsure of myself in such a place, wondering where to go next.

Something buzzed by me, almost lumbering through the air. I looked around and saw an insect, about as big as my finger. I didnt know what the hell it was. It had wings, almost like a dragonfly, but nowhere near as graceful. It seemed to be thrown off balance by its large frontal claws, and a wicked looking tail that arched over its back. A winged scorpion, I guess, except for having only 2 legs, like a sparrow. And big, black eyes. It hovered for few seconds, looking at me. I was slowly reaching for my cane when it came at me, buzzing furiously with a speed it hadnt shown before. Its claws dug into my chest, and that tail jabbed into me, just below my left collar bone. I managed to grab the cane with my right hand and smash it into my own chest just as a cold numbing spread through my left shoulder and down my arm. I hear a crunch, but that damn tail seemed to be burrowing into me. I smashed it again with the cane, and this time it stopped moving, and hung limply from my chest, my fresh blood mingling with whatever juices that thing was keeping inside it.

That cold numbness had made its way all down my arm, and I suppose that was a small blessing, as the damage I had suffered in the cave was muted to a more manageable level. But I could also feel it making its way through my torso, and I wondered what the hell I was going to do if I became an almost-walking study in full-body Novocain. Using my cane, I struggled to my feet, and noticed a change in the timbre of the waterfall. It had grown deeper, more resonant, less like water, and more like something familiar, something man made.

Over the edge of a waterfall, some sort of ship appeared. Well, I thought it was a ship, but as it cleared the edge of the waterfall, it kept going horizontally. It didnt fall over the edge. I could feel the numbness creep up my neck as the craft, vehicle, whatever it was, clear the edge of the falls, and begin to gently descend. It was circular, about 20 yards in diameter, with a clear domed top. It also made a muted roaring sound that was a mixture of a constantly collapsing building and the afterburner of a jet. As my entire left side went numb, I was reminded of some old movies my grandfather used to show us before unauthorized media devices were outlawed. He called them Flying Saucers.

My numb left leg and my broken right one could no longer support my weight. I collapsed as gently as I could against the sharp rocks, half grateful again to whatever the fuck was in my bloodstream.

The craft settled until the clear dome was level with the ledge I was on. The dome parted in the middle, and a man with flying goggles called out to me, Are you LMNO?

I weakly raised my right arm in affirmation.

Oh, good. Im Reverend W.H. Name. Looks like you might need some help.

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Think for Yourself, Schmuck! / Re: POEEcasts on air in Atlanta
« on: February 28, 2007, 02:46:22 pm »
That's because FredNoodle is there.

24948
Or Kill Me / Re: My War
« on: February 28, 2007, 02:45:46 pm »
Rush Limbaugh.

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Think for Yourself, Schmuck! / Re: POEEcasts on air in Atlanta
« on: February 28, 2007, 02:02:48 pm »
Fuckin right on!

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Think for Yourself, Schmuck! / Re: SBotD or BIP Illustrations
« on: February 28, 2007, 01:57:14 pm »
True. but sometimes you go heavy on the black, too.

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Think for Yourself, Schmuck! / Re: SBotD or BIP Illustrations
« on: February 28, 2007, 01:27:37 pm »
Please keep in mind that these will most likely be printed on commercial printers, and xeroxed heavily.


Try printing one out & making 100 copies, and see what happens to the image.

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Think for Yourself, Schmuck! / Re: SBotD or BIP Illustrations
« on: February 28, 2007, 12:54:31 pm »
Are they supposed to be that dark?


LMNO
-sees dark blotches.

24953
I told you having that baby was a bad idea.

24954
Think for Yourself, Schmuck! / Re: I know I haven't ranted in a while...
« on: February 27, 2007, 07:19:39 pm »
Will do.

24955
Or Kill Me / Re: I'm not upset anymore
« on: February 27, 2007, 06:40:32 pm »
Love is a hole.

24956
Bring and Brag / Re: I am a dork
« on: February 27, 2007, 06:12:49 pm »
Careful.

If you wear it in Boston, you might cause a terror threat scare.

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Think for Yourself, Schmuck! / Re: A problem with the message?
« on: February 27, 2007, 04:18:22 pm »
I'm pretty slammed with end-of-the-month bullshit, but I'm formulating something.

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Bring and Brag / Re: I am a dork
« on: February 27, 2007, 02:45:11 pm »
I speak for all the straight males, and probably the gay females, when I say that yuo=hawt.







Just saying.   Nice jewelry, too.

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Think for Yourself, Schmuck! / Re: A problem with the message?
« on: February 27, 2007, 01:10:52 pm »
ATT: Syn.


This is fucking awesome.  Many thanks.


LMNO
-has already printed up a bunch.  Rock & fucking roll.

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Or Kill Me / Re: thsui is he bedt ran uaaaaaa!
« on: February 26, 2007, 05:10:13 pm »
It was a while ago, when you started your 08 campaign.


photobucket never forgets...



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