Submitted by Mantheana on Tue, 06/11/2002 - 12:17
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Well hello and welcome to the re posting of LA By Night - The Parodies!
As you know this was started of by me (and Boxxy(had to put u in brackets to pee u off!) ) but all were erased by MrDaves clever escapades in deleting lotsa posts
Hope You enjoy!
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(Jem is walking down the street when she recognises alec)
Jem: Hey Alec, hows life as a vamp turning out for you?
Alec: Yeah.. Its great. I get all the chicks, and this place is crawling with happymeals on legs!
Jem: Yeah tell me about it.
(Max from Dark Angel busts in and punches Alec in the face)
Alec: Ow! What was that for?
Max: God Alec! You've screwed things up between me and Logan again!
Alec: Huh?
(Enters Joshua from DA)
Josh: Hey liddle fella, hey Alec.
Alec: Hey, whats with the dog face?
Max: You can talk! Your looking alittle bumpy yourself
Jem: Hey it comes with the vampire package!
(Morphes)
Josh: Vampires? Like in tricks and treats?
Max: Don't be stupid, Vampires don't exist!
(Punches Jem, fight ensues. Ebony Enters)
Ebony: Hey Jem, need a hand?
Jem: Ebony?But I thought you were dead!
Ebony: Oh yeah. Forgot About that.
MrDave: Cut Cut! God people thaink of the ratings! Max, Joshua, wrong Alec, wrong Logan! Get offa my show! And as for you ebony! What do you mean you forgot?
(Turns to find Ebony gone)
MrDave: Oh yeah the insanity. Any way people, Five minute break, then we'll take it from the top!
Still to come....
Tempest in the Bezoar verses the ultimate foe......WHo will win?
Will vrithtek finally gain control over Victor?
And what will Jem do fro a custard cream?
BoOj and Boxxy's Parodies (yep! They're back!)
Typical Booj... :roll:
Anyhoo here's some more...
(Tash hobbles down the road after fight with Jem and the Black Veins)
MrDave: That's a rap!
Tash: Ow!
Jem: Oh, I'm really sorry! Did I punch you hard?
Tash: Yes!
Jem: I'm really, really sorry! Forgive me?
Tash: Cause. Group hug.
(Jem and Tash hug)
MrDave: Jem! Stop with the nice act! We know you're just after the custard creams.
Jem: What?! Every one always gets them before me! This time I'm sure...
Tash: Sorry Jem, I think Ebony took the last one...
Jem: What! She doesn't even like them!
MrDave: Yeah... I think she gave it to Bird.
Jem: What!? Forgot she was dead did she? (picks up axe) We'll see about that!
(Jem moshing at The Vampire Lestat's gig in Death Valley)
Lestat: (Singing) You see I cannot be forsaken,
Because I'm not the only one,
We walk amongst you feeding, raping...
Must we hide from everyone?
MrDave: Jem! Jet your ass on the set now!
Jem: I am!
MrDave: The right one!
Jem: In a second I'm just sorting out my plan of world domination with Akasha here.
(Later - Backstage at Death Valley)
MrDave: You said you'd be on set in a second!
Jem: It's not my fault Lestat is really, really hot and available!
Lestat: Jem, honey you better get back to work. We can pick this up later.
Jem: Ooh... cant wait.
(Akasha steps in. A large ball of fire begins to form in her hand that's pointed towards Jem)
Akasha: You should be going... to hell!
Jem: (Shouting and running towards the LABN set) Work calls!
Vrithtek is slowly getting more powerful.....
In LA bad news is afoot… as Vrithtek has finally gained some power over Victor….
Tash: Well you could at least stop prodding me!
Victor: I can't help it! I think I have an evil little finger!
Tash: Don’t be ridiculous! I'm sure there's a perfectly reasonable explanation. Hey maybe you’re a schizophrenic and your subconscious chooses to speak through your little finger!
Victor: Well we all know I'm as good as a schiz anyway what Vrithtek in my head… Hey that’s it! He's finally got some control! My little finger! Vrithtek is living in my pinkie!
Tash: 'Cause that’s so plausible!
Victor: Well it would explain some things…
Tash: What like you picking your nose? That couldn't possibly just be you?
Victor: Nah. Plus my finger keeps tracing 'kill kill kill' every where and prodding lawyers in the ass.... so that’s a bit of a give away.
Tash: S'pose.
BoOj and Boxxy's Parodies (yep! They're back!)
MrDave: Ok people, thats a wrap, take a five minute break will you?
Valerian: God, I need this!
#miow#
(Valerian looks down at his foot)
Valerian: what is this cat doing on my foot?
MrDave: It apprears to be sitting. And licking your leg.
Valerian:Well I can see that but...
Kate: Aww, Valerian's made a lickle friend!
Jade: Daddy's gone all soft.
Jem: That's Bird, that is!
Valerian: Weel that's great guys, but can anyone tell me WHY?
Jem: Wait a minute.
(pick's up an english dictionary)
Jem: Ah, here it is. Valerian:- herb of Genus Valerina, with white or pink flowers and a strong smell liked by cats.
There you go Valerian, as it turns out, you're catnip!
Valerian: Wha? I mean...? Huh? But my name sounds so cool! YOu can't take that away from me!
Daye: Look's like she just did!
Valerian: Oh crap!
BoOj and Boxxy's Parodies (yep! They're back!)
(Alice & Hannah standing outside the makeup trailer jumping up to look in through the window)
Sorrow: What are you two doing?
Hannah: We're watching.
Sorrow: Me have my makeup done?
Alice: Yeah and no We're writing a parody for the show.
Hannah: But we're waiting for you to do something funny.
Alice: Everyone else does funny things.
Hannah: Yeah you're just boring.
Sorrow: I don't do funny!
(MrDave knocks then sticks his round the door)
MrDave: Sorrow we need you on set now.
Sorrow: Just one second
MrDave: I've had a hell of a lot of that today!
(Sorrow stands up and walks to the door and trips over the step. Hannah and Alice start scribbling thing down)
Sorrow: (Happily) Jade! Good to see you. Why are you talking to Valerian?
Jade: Because he's catnip!
(Everyone bursts out laughing except Valerian and Sorrow who is clueless)
Sorrow: What?! (Walks onto the stage)
(Everyone stares at Sorrow)
Sorrow: Why the hell is everyone staring at me?!
Hannah: Do we have to go over this again?
(Sorrow looks blankly at the crowd gathered round him all holding notebooks and pens)
MrDave: We're waiting for you to do something funny!
Sorrow: Get out, get out, GET OUT!!!!
Tempest Vs. the Ultimate Foe..... and more
In the Bezoar, tempest looks up at his roaring crowd. He feels powerful and eager to see his new opponent…
Commentator: And in the home corner we have the so far reigning champiiiiiooooooon Tempesssstttt!
Tempest, are you reeeaaaddy to ruuummmmmblllle??
Tempest: (Roars) Yeah!
Commentator: Well she's new in town, moooooving here with her mother frommmmm paaaaaaarts unknown, meeet the malicious Maaaariiiiaaaaa Alashkovvvv!!!!!
(Crowd goes Wild as a small girl holding nothing but a doll steps into the ring)
Tempest: What? They put me against a little girl? Watch me kick some butt! Sword! Hand!
(Flicks wrist but no sword appears)
Tempest: Wha? Sword! Hand!
(Again, no sword appears.)
Tempest: Oh well, its not like I really need it this time!
(takes a deep breath and walks towards Maria circling her and baring a sly grin.
Maria: Do you wanna play?
Tempest: Sure, but I'm gonna win.
Maria: Are you gonna play fair?
Tempest: Sure. Now you just hold still while I win.
(Runs forward with his arms in the air. Maria takes advantage of the exposed lower half of him and punches him with her little fist in the groin. Tempest jerks into a bent over position, his teeth gritted and choking back tears. He then crumples to the floor.)
Commentator: Aaaannnnddd we haaaave a neeeeeeewwwww chaaaaampiiion!!! The malicious Maaaaaarriiiiaaaaa!!!!
(Crowd screams, Maria receives applause and ring empties apart from a crumpled Tempest. He lies in the silence.)
Tempest: Groan!
(Sword flickers into his hand Tempest graons again and looks back stage in the vague direction of MrDave)
Tempest: ? Wha? You give me the sword now?
MrDave: Sorry. We just couldn't resist. The special effects peeps were having coffee.
Tempest: Groan!
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More to come:
The Lord of the Board (the lord of the rings)
LA By Night: The Musical Parody
Sneak preview:
Anubis: Wel' now miss Caterin', I is now gonna perform an ex-trem-leee painfill torture method, used onl' by de Queen o' Torture hersel'!
Kate: Groan!
Anubis: But I don' Know wheter I c'n geddit Quite Right.....
(In comes Ebony with fit dancer blokes)
Ebony: Oh this looks like a job for me,
So Everybody, Just Follow Me.
Coz we need a little insanity,
Coz it feels so empty with out me!
(tee-heee!)
Once more with a painful feeling LA By Night - Musical Parod
(to the tune of without me by Eminem)
At Club Asylum.....
BoOj steps up to the mic., taps it and begins....
BoOj: An ode to that lovable sicko... Ebony SinClaire.
Now heres S.C.D. (Smartie Coloured Demons) - With Out Eb'ny......
(Crowd Roars as music starts)
Long pointy objects go in your insides
in your insides, in your insides.
Long pointy objects go in your insides
in your insides, in your insides
Guess who's back, back again
Eb's is back, tell Black Jem.
Guess who's back,
guess who's back,
guess who's back
Guess who's back...
Darla created a monster, but nobody wants to
see Eb'ny no more they want 'Theana. Ebs'll chop liver!
well if you want Eb'ny, this is what I'll give ya.
A little bit of She mixed with some hard core gore
some crazy, that won't jumpstart her heart quicker then a
shock when she got shocked at the hospital by the Dr.
but She's not cooperating
when she's eating the blood packs while he's operating!
She's waited this long now stop debating cuz Eb's is back,
She's mad and agitating!
I know that you got a job, Miss Brainy, but Ebony's Sanity levels are complicating!
So the RPG won't let Eb's be or let She be She so let me see
they tried to put her down to NPC, but it feels so empty without She!
So come on get shot, or with pokers, hot,
Eb's'll find something new to do! Ready? cuz this sword's about to get heavy!
[Chorus X2]
Now this looks like a job for Eb'ny so everybody just follow She
cuz we need a little Insanity,
cuz it feels so empty without Eb'ny
[Verse 2]
Little hellions minions feeling flirtious
embarrassed, their leader still kill's curtious (ly).
They start feeling like their meals, helpless,
'til some gal comes along with a cattle prod and yells "hee!"
A crazyary, this girl is scary, could start a revolution, in ways to make one moan.
so let her just revel and bask, in the fact that She got everyone in pain starting to groan.
and if she's a disaster such a catastrophe for you groan so damn much ask for she?
Well She's back [batman sound],
fix your bent implements tune in. And then She's gonna
stab you in and up under your skin like a splinter
The center of attention back after the winter.
She's interesting, the best thing since wrestling
Infesting in your minion's ears and nesting
Testing "Scream louder Please" feel the tension soon as someone mentions She.
So who's bent? She's bent, on insanity!
A nuisance, who sent? you sent for Eb'ny!
Now this looks like a job for Eb'ny so everybody just follow She
cuz we need a little Insanity,
cuz it feels so empty without Eb'ny
Now this looks like a job for Eb'ny so everybody just follow She
cuz we need a little Insanity,
cuz it feels so empty without Eb'ny
[Verse 3]
A tisk-it a task-it, Ebs'll stab u in the "basket" or any place she feels is asking for it.
Tempest/MrNick, you can get your ass kicked!
worse than that little Kain bastard, and Cian?
you can Go play with Eb'ny, I'm sure she'll have fun with you and Sparky.
You don't know pain, you're too dumb, Betcha wish you were Kain! he managed to get away from She!
So lets go, give Ebs the signal, She'll be there with a whole list full of new methods.
She's been having fun ever since,
She saw him first wince.
But sometimes to others it seems, She's just twisted and vain,
So this must mean She's Insane, but its just her she just likes pain!
Though she's not the first ruler of tortureness,
She is the sickest thing since Mista Anubis. To kill Black Veins so painfully
and use it to get herself happy (Hey)
there's a concept that works
20 million other weird torturers emerge
but no matter how many fish in the sea it'd be so empty without Eb'ny!
(from numerous victims to the weird asian tune)
Ow ah, ow ah, ah! Ah ow ah ow ow! Ow ow ow ow Ahhhh!
Aaaargg Arrg Arrg Aaaaaarrg!
(music dies and the croud breaks into fits of applause!)
SCD: Thank You, Thank you very much!
BoOj: Ok People that was SCD with 'With Out Eb'ny'
Once more with a painful feeling LA By Night Musial Parodies
Happy un birthday to hally! Heresa a suprise post 4 ya!
(to the tune of Whenever, Where ever by shakira)
BoOj: Loook Jem, We just don't have room at club asylum for everyone to have a sing. Plus I just don't think you Look like the right
kinda person to be a pop star!
Jem: Look Pal, I don't have to take this, Now you can let me on stage or I can rip your head off!
BoOj: Ok, Ok Its all Yours....
(Jem walks on stage)
BoOj: Ok people, SO what's the new sound of evil in LA? Hit it Jem!
(Music Starts)
Jem:
Lucky I was born that far away so
You can't look up my hist'ry!
Lucky that you got that holy water
Coz at the mo, I'm feeling bitchy!
Baby I would eat an entire police force,
to get the chance to chop your head off!
Or I could bite your neck of course
50 lackies just aren't enough!
Ha ha ha ha ha haaaa! Ha ha ha ha ha haaaa!
Can't you see
I feel bitcheeey!!
I'm Bitchy, So Bitchy!
I'll dump your body in a ditchy!
I'll drink you or you'll stake me,
But that is how it's gotta be!
Yeah Bitchy, So Bitchy!
I sing at perfect pitchy!
You sit down and listen to me,
and that's how its going to be!
Not so lucky that I not only grumble
I get bitchy when I'm bored!
Lucky that my knives are small and humble
So you don't confuse them with my sword!
Lucky I have strong fists like my mother,
I can make your nose bleed when I need to!
You know that I'll stab no other,
I'll sit there and watch you bleed too!
Ha ha ha ha ha haaaa! Ha ha ha ha ha haaaa!
Can't you see
I feel bitcheeey!!
I'm Bitchy, So Bitchy!
I'll dump your body in a ditchy!
I'll drink you or you'll stake me,
But that's how it's gotta be!
Yeah Bitchy, So Bitchy!
I sing at perfect pitchy!
You sit down and listen to me,
and that's how its going to be!
Ha ha ha ha ha haaaa! Ha ha ha ha ha haaaa!
Can't you see
I feel bitcheeey!!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha haaaa!
I will tell you one more time!
That I feel,
Oh so Biitcheeey!
I'm Bitchy, So Bitchy!
I'll dump your body in a ditchy!
I'll drink you or you'll stake me,
But that's how it's gotta be!
Yeah Bitchy, So Bitchy!
I sing at perfect pitchy!
You will just listen to me,
and that's how its going to be!
BoOj: Ok people that Was The Infamous Blakc Jem!
(Crowd Cheers nervously)
jem: Is that is?
(Crowd Cheers Louder)
Jem: That's More like it!
BoOj: Ok Jem, Other's want their turn now!
Jem: Well Tough Hon, I ain't going!
BoOj: Well I'm not so sure about that... Jem I would Like you to meet my good friend Akasha..
jem: Oh. Er Gotta Run.....
very pretty
Galen walks stealthily down the street when a van bearing the oh so discreet badge
FBI
Two agents step out of the van. one is a red headed woman and the other is a brown haired man.
Scully: Hey, I'm agent Scully and We're here to take over this case. Oh My God! Mulder, come over and see this!
Mulder: What?
(Walks over and stares at Galen)
Mulder: My god, this man is my exact double! (my god! That dog has a fluffy tail!)
Galen: Hey you look just like me! We're very pretty!
heheheeee![/b]
once more with a painful feeling LA By Night Musical Parody
BoOj: and now a brief musical summary of his life from Paul... Take it away
Paul:
I feel shitty, oh so shitty,
I feel petty and shitty and-
(Paul is cut off by a flying bottle from the crowd)
Paul: Thanks for showing my point! *bursts into tears*
BoOj: Um.. yeah.... Take him away boys.....
(Stage hands drag paul off stage)
BoOj: Next!
BoOj and Boxxy's Parodies (yep! They're back!)
Bwhahaha! Dead on!
{lights his lighter and holds it high}
once more with that painful feeling - LABN musical parody
(to the tune of foolish by ashanti - I thouhgt the lyrics really applied to Mantheana - I only did minimal editing)
BoOj: Ok and next on the stage is a Miss Mantheana Alashkov, with her song, dedicated to some one called Mikhail.. Um take it away...
Mantheana: Thank you....
*sits down by piano and starts to play*
See my days are cold without you
little warmer while I'm with you
And though my heart can't take no more
I keep on getting back with you
Baby I don't know why you're treating me so bad.
You said you love me, no one above me,
and I was all you had.
And though my heart is eating for you
I can't stop crying
I don't know how
I allow you to treat me this way and still I stay.
See my days are cold without you
little warmer while I'm with you
And though my heart can't take no more
I keep on getting back with you
Baby I don't know why you want to do me wrong
See when I'm home, I'm all alone
And you are always gone.
And boy, you know I really love you
I can't deny.
I can't see how you could bring me to so many tears
after all these years.
See my days are cold without you
little warmer while I'm with you
And though my heart can't take no more
I keep on getting back with you
Oohhhhh
I trusted you, I trusted you.
So sad, so sad,
what love will make you do.
All the things that we accept,
be the things that we regret.
To all of my ladies (ladies) feel me
come on sing with me
See; when I get the strength to leave
You always tell me that you need me
And I'm weak cause I believe you
And I'm mad because I love you
So I stop and think that maybe
You can learn to appreciate me
Then it all remains the same that
You ain't never gonna change
See my days are cold without you
little warmer while I'm with you
And though my heart can't take no more
I keep on getting back with you.
Baby why you hurt me?
Leave me and desert me?
Boy I gave you all my heart
And all you do is tear it up.
Looking out my window,
Knowing that I should go.
Even when I pack my bags
This something always hold me back...
See my days are cold without you
little warmer while I'm with you
And though my heart can't take no more
I keep on getting back with you.
*crowd roars Mantheana curtsies and BoOj takes the stage*
BoOj: Thank you Miss Alashkov!
Once more with a painful feeling LA By Night Musical Parody
(to the tune(if you can call it that) of Men in black by Will Smith)
BoOj: OK, and its Daye and Jessie now with a song dedicated to their Bosses. Yeah guys, we know your in the audience watching! geddit? ok I guess not any way, Here they are with "Men in Tweed"
Jess:This is for every one who's every one whoes ever met the watchers council.
Daye: Yeah and for those guys who have made out lives hell for the past years.
Hohh!
Here come the Men In Tweed
It's the MIT's, uh, here come the MIT's
Here come the Men In Tweed, Men In Tweed
Too boring to remember.
Nah nah nah.
The good guys dress in tweed, remember that.
Just in case we ever face to face and make contact.
The title held by me, MIT,
means what you think you saw, you did not see.
So don't blink be what was there is now gone.
The tweed suits with the tweed Ray Bans on.
Walk in shadow, move in silence,
guard against occult/demonic violence.
But yo we ain't on no government list,
we protect you from what don't exist - no vamps and no demon tricks.
Saw somethin' strange, watch your back,
cause you never quite now where the MIT's is at.
Uh, eh.
Here come the Men In Tweed, Men In Tweed.
Slayer defenders. Oho oho oho.
Here come the Men In Tweed, Men In Tweed.
To boring to remember.
Aha, aha,
now, from the deepest of the darkest night,
on the horizon, bright light enters sight tight.
Citroens zoom, on the impending doom,
but then like BOOM tweed suits fill the room up.
With the quickness, talk with the witnesses.
Hypnotizer, Slay like Eliza.
Vivid memories turn to fantasies,
ain't no MIT's, can I please.
Do what we say, that's the way we stake it
D'ya know what I mean,
I see my noisy cricket get wicked on ya.
We're your first, last and stiff lipped line of defense
against the worst scum of the dimensions.
So don't fear us, cheer us,
if you ever get near us, don't jeer us, we're fearless.
MIT's trainin' up all the chiicks.
What's that stand for? Men In Tweed.
Uh, eh.
The Men In Tweed.
The Men In Tweed.
Let me see ya just drink some tea,
just drink some tea
just drink some tea.
Ohhhhhoh
Here come the Men In Tweed, Men In Tweed,
Slayer girl defenders. Ohh, Ooohh
Here come the Men In Tweed, Men In Tweed,
Too boring to remember. Oh gosh.
Alright check it,
let me tell you this in closing,
I know we might seem imposing,
but trust me if we ever show in your section.
Believe me, it's for your own protection.
Cause we see things that you need not see,
and we be places that you need not be.
So go on with your life,
forget that Sunnydale crap.
Show love to the tweed suit, cause
that's the men in...
that's the men in...
Here come the Men In Tweed, here they come,
Slayer girl defenders. Slayer girl defenders.
Here come the Men In Tweed, oho, here they come,
Too boring to remember. Too boring to remember.
Here come the Men In Tweed, ohh, here they come,
Slayer girl defenders. Oho oho oho.
Here come the Men In Tweed,
Too boring to remember.
BoOj: Ok give it up for them crowd!
Watchers in audience: Jolly good! Top Notch! Pretty spiffing I'd say. Fancy some tea and scones now?
BoOj and Boxxy's Parodies (yep! They're back!)
Well, that was just lovely. Encore! Encore!
BoOj and Boxxy's Parodies (yep! They're back!)
All you need now is the immortal line:
"Cup of Cea, Cup of Tea, Cup of Tea, Almost Got Shagged, Cup of Tea"
BoOj and Boxxy's Parodies (yep! They're back!)
Hahaha! oh god yes! I never thought of that!
BoOj and Boxxy's Parodies (yep! They're back!)
Victor walks onto the stage. Taps the mike a few times: "Is this on?"
Music plays... Click here to play music
Victor looks nervous, but dedicates this song to the love of his life--Tash
Vampires On My Mind
Monday morning feels so bad
Every muscle seems to nag me
Go out Tuesday I feel better
Even my demon looks good
Wednesday just won't go
Thursday goes too slow
I've got Vampires on my mind
Gonna have fun in the city
Be with my weapon, it's so pretty
it looks fine tonight
they will ose the fight with me
Tonight, I'll stake 'em dead
Tonight, they'll lose their head
Tonight, three more I've got to kill tonight
Monday I have vampires on my mind
Do the five day drag once more
No one, nothing else that bugs me
Now I'm fighting for the small man
But I'll save his ass one day
Tonight I'll get mad
Tomorrow I'll be glad
'Cause I've got vampires on my mind
Gonna have fun in the city
While I'm hunting I'm so pretty
I look fine tonight
with a cloud of dust 'round me
Tonight, I'll stake 'em dead
Tonight, they'll lose their head
Tonight, three more I've got to kill tonight
Monday I have vampires on my mind
Yeah
Gonna have fun in the city
hunting vamps out in the city
firghtened vampires are so silly
Gonna make them run
With my crossbow that's so pretty
Gonna have some fun
Gonna have fun in the city
Gonna make them dust
when they die it is so pretty
In the city tonight
Gonna have fun in the city
BoOj and Boxxy's Parodies (yep! They're back!)
Hahaha!
BoOj and Boxxy's Parodies (yep! They're back!)
Okies, here's me and Booj's latest paradies, had to put it on my webpage though 'cause I couln't do the direct linking thing.
http://darla192.tripod.com/thefangedfour/id53.html
Fight Club or Something else?
I first met Dave Dent when I was 31. I couldn't sleep, so I logged on to the Internet. When you're online at 3AM, you're never really connected, but always surfing. I am Sid's bloodshot tongue.
How I came to live at LABN has something to do with a girl named Heather. She gave the go-ahead for my character first, and people actually believed her recommendation. So I was allowed in. Little did I know that that was the end of my freedom. I've been here ever since. I am Sid's long, stringy obsessed loogie.
I used to read the posts and wonder which player best defines me as a person. But then I realized that didn't make a lick of sense, so I took another drink. I am Sid's wet, drunken dream.
My first night at LABN, dave gave me the rules.
FIRST RULE OF LABN: Do not talk about LABN.
SECOND RULE OF LABN: Do NOT talk about LABN.
THIRD RULE OF LABN: Only two players to a post.
FOURTH RULE OF LABN: No gloves while typing.
FIFTH RULE OF LABN: No glasses while reading.
SIXTH RULE OF LABN: If someone types, "Hello," you must answer him or her.
SEVENTH RULE OF LABN: No revision
EIGHTH RULE OF LABN: If this is your first night at LABN, you have to post.
I thought the rules were a little odd, but then I thought, "So am I." LABN turned out to be a support group for creatively confused people. Like Jeffrey. He had bitch tits. He used to press my face into them and tell me I had to drain his fluid.
I am Sid's clear, flowing puss.
Once I said, "I'm stupid."
Dave said, "How's that working out for you? Being stupid?"
I said, "Good."
Dave said, "Keep it up then."
All of us did what Dave wanted. He was our leader, like Moe of the 3 Stooges. Once Dave told me I couldn't post a Tuesday storyline on Monday. That was the way Dave was: technical. You had to give it to him. Dave had a plan.
It turned out Dave was priming us for something bigger. LABN was just the beginning. He introduced us to something called Wonkamania. We were elated. but it wasn't easy to get into Wonkamania. Not at all.
Dave had me standing against the wall, and he was screaming, "YOu can't join Wonka! You're too stupid!"
Then he turned to Robin: "And you're too british!"
And then he turned to Kristen: "and you...you're too married!"
But he let us in, one by one. Because he had a plan. Now I've realized the reason why I came to LABN. It was Wonka. And it was wonka that made me realize just who I am.
I am Sid's Epiphany.
I am Jeffrey's stupidity.
I am Jeppi's cold sweat.
I am all of these people. And in my horror, I broke the first and second rules of LABN. Here I am, right now, talking about it.
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Well MIAOW!! :D
Sorry, had to do that in responce to Alice's posting of those way cool cat pictures! GROOVY BABY YEAH!! :smilecolros:
(btw, wanted to use those coloured smilies before Heather wears them out :P)
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You are a shaved space monkey, Sid. And when you die, you can have your name back!
BWAHAHAHAHAHA!
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In death, all members of Project Wonkamania have a name.
"His name is Jeffrey Haines...His name is Jeffrey Haines..."
"No! No! This player is dead!"
"His name is Jeffrey Haines...His name is Jeffrey Haines..."
"No!"
"His name is Jeffrey Haines...His name is Jeffrey Haines..."
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"Do a Song Jeffery!"
The cries in the darkness made him nervous. He'd rather he knew who to blame later. He picked up the mic and cued the CD. The disco beats came out and he could hear the tapping feet and bobbing heads in the room...then he started intimately....
Once I wrote alone
I had lots of time
Kept thinking I would go back later
and rewrite that line
But I spent so many nights
Thinking how i'd done it wrong
It grew long
the story began to ramble on
So then one night
from outer space
I just logged in to find a group
that wrote all over the place
I should have changed my stupid mind
I should have run back to my room
If I had known for just one second
that this place would spell my doom
Now every night
I'm on the board
trying hard to keep the pace
and not make anyone bored
then I met this group of folks
Who told I was doing wrong,
They told me I could write my heart
Then the leave the post alone...
Oh no, not I
I will revise
as long as i know how to write
I know I will change my mind
My edit key's worn down
The story's never done
And I'll revise
I will revise
It took all the strength I had
not to go online
kept trying hard to leave
the story as it was this time
and I spent oh so many nights
just feeling sorry for myself
I used to cry
Now I hold my head up high
and you see me
somebody new
I'm just a pent up little nazi
who keeps going back to change a line or two
and so you felt like writing free
just don't expect that stuff from me
now I'm saving all my writing
until it sounds just right to me
Oh no, not I
I will revise
as long as i know how to write
I know I will change my mind
My edit key's worn down
The story's never done
And I'll revise
I will revise
{sung to Gloria Gaynor's I Will Survive}
The applause is thunderous.
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*Holds sides while rolling on the floor.*
*Wipes tears from eyes.*
*Rolls around on the floor some more.*
Oh, Dave, you are a bad, bad man..... :lol:
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Now you made me have to actually LOG IN, Dave. :wink:
For you punishment, I'm going to make you sit in a big comfy chair! Nice satire. (grumble) "Oh...I'll get you Stinky Pete....I'll get you! Stinkeeee! Stinkeeeeeee Pete!"