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[LMNO]

::imagines the massive amount of waxing required::

[Eldora, Oracle of Alchemy]

::imagines the massive amount of waxing required::

d00d, not everyone is as hairy as you

Plus, maybe he meant a speedo and he just lets the hair hang out

[LMNO]

Well, what does the man have to say for himself?

Well, TCT, you rockin the body hair, or what?

[agent compassion]

and I had to slim down alot to get in bikini shape.

You mean you're a triangle with little stringy bits hanging off? AWESOME!

[Wishfarple]

You mean you're a triangle with little stringy bits hanging off? AWESOME!

Not awesome!  Have we so soon forgotten the old legends?

Triangle man, Triangle Man
Triangle man hates Person Man
They have a fight, Triangle wins
Triangle Man

[LMNO]

Just so; TCT pwns everybody.

TMBG say so.

[agent compassion]

And even if they didn't, he still pwns everybody.

[East Coast Hustle]

Well, what does the man have to say for himself?

Well, TCT, you rockin the body hair, or what?

not really.

while I can't seem to keep the stuff off of my face, the rest of my body is relatively hair-free, aside from the obvious spots.

I have ONE chest hair, and it doesn't even have the decency to be centered. It's about an inch from my left nipple.

[East Coast Hustle]

And even if they didn't, he still pwns everybody.

[LMNO]

We walked quickly through the garage, and eventually Erin,Äôs slim, delicate finger pressed the remote starter she removed from her pocket.  The response was almost inaudible, but immediate.  Twenty yards away, a car thrummed to life,  it,Äôs streamlined frame and oversized tires putting my humble carbon monoxide generator to shame.

,ÄúWow.  Is that a MobileTek 2300?  Where did you get that?  More importantly, how could you afford it?,Äù

,ÄúYou have your connections, I have mine.,Äù

,ÄúFair enough, I guess.  Look, we both know you may have another episode when we leave the City proper, so I should drive.  It seems almost blasphemous, though.,Äù

,ÄúWell, thanks for saying that, at least.  Mind sixth gear.  It,Äôs sticky.,Äù  She pressed another button on her keychain, and the rear door popped open.  I tossed the cop,Äôs jacket into the rear, and walked to the driver,Äôs side, with the door already open, inviting me in.  I slipped behind the wheel.  As the door was closing, I caught a snippet of siren, getting closer.  Shit.  

Turning to Erin, I asked, ,ÄúIs there a back way out, one that, say, only a building resident would know, but isn,Äôt that suspicious?,Äù

,ÄúWell, yes, but it,Äôs a ways off--,Äù she began, as I threw the car in reversed and slammed on the gas.  Erin narrowly avoided bouncing her face off the dashboard, and she scrambled for the seatbelt.  ,ÄúWhat the fuck?,Äù

,ÄúThey know we,Äôre down here,,Äù I said tersely.  ,ÄúWe have to get as far away from the elevator as possible, and try to blend in.,Äù  I shifted, and the car sprung forward like an eager beast, tires gripping the tarred garage floor effortlessly.  I have to get me a car like this someday, I thought.  We turned a corner just as a half-dozen searchlights appeared behind us, probing the gloomy air.  The lights were attached to three Urban Safety Tanks, each one bristling with so-called ,Äúcrowd control,Äù armaments, each one more lethal than the last.  We weren,Äôt quick enough around the corner, evidenced by the sudden squeal of tires, and the blare of the sirens, punctuated by the standard announcement: ,ÄúThis is for your own good.  Stand still and be recognized.  If you move, you will be considered a Criminal Element, and shot.  This is for your own good,Ķ,Äù

I floored the gas, and the car shot ahead, the parked vehicles on either side of us whiffing by.  I spotted a down ramp, and aimed the car in that direction, hoping that the Tanks didn,Äôt have as much pickup as Government, Inc claimed.  We had enough momentum that the car didn,Äôt recognize there was no longer any ground below it for a second, and then we crashed downwards along a steep ramp that took us lower into the garage.  I swung a hard left, and gunned the engine, which responded eagerly, putting much-needed room between us and the police.  

At the far side of the garage, a small aperture in the wall was evident.  ,ÄúThere,,Äù said Erin, ,Äúthat,Äôs the back exit.,Äù

,ÄúAre you fucking kidding?  There,Äôs no room!,Äù

,ÄúHey, you asked if there was another exit, not if I had ever used it in this car.  I suppose you don,Äôt really think things through, do you, Mr. Cop-killer?,Äù

I glared at her, and down shifted.  ,ÄúWell, hold on then.  It,Äôll be a tight fit.,Äù  I pointed the car at the opening, and gripped the wheel tighter.

[fluffy]

eeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i can't look
too scary

[Horab Fibslager]

i haven';t been reading this. goddessdamn you fuckin mmorpgs!!!!


edit: i'm sure everythign i've missed has been absolutely horrible tho  

[LMNO]

Damn... now that the PD forums are back on line, I guess I have to write another chapter now...

[Hoshiko]

Yes. Yes you do.

Don't make me sic the felonious mathematician mafia on you.

They've got Pi-fu.

Crap, that rhymes, doesn't it?

[LMNO]

Good to see you back, Hosh.