Thursday Night Meltdown January 31st 2008

[BK London]

Segment: “Shadow Farm - Part 1" Credit: FSX/T-Kiss

WHAT IS...

[shadow=red,left,300]SHADOW FARM?[/shadow][/center][/size]

[Sex. Drama. Violence. A haven for true disaster and dismay of the general public. Such a horrific place of natural disaster and warfare, where intentions are constantly seen as shadey and truth is a broken LIE! No, not the middle east. ACW ARENA, MY FRIENDS! Why, shouldn't you know that with the wonder of Meltdown already upon us? In fact, we're already backstage of the bustling bubble of brilliance that is the locker room. Who will be the target and central focal point for the moment however? Someone interesting? Someone intense? Someone that the whole world is waiting to see? Not quite. It seems that Fallen Souls is the only person with a known name in the area, and he's busy doing what he does best. Sit in the back and watch people compete! That, and shine a knife, but that's clearly another story. He appears to be paying little mind to those around him as he makes his knife sparkle, and hums a tune that is clearly about sparkley knives.]

Mr. 500%: Hey.... hey you!

[Everyone in the general vicinity turns their head toward TK’s voice. Within seconds its very clear to all whom he is speaking to, and that’s the master of the 24th letter himself.]

Mr. 500%: Aren’t you the dude who was supposed to bow to me?

FSX: Probably. Your the guy who led that cult of overweight guys who likely lived in their mothers basement and masturbated at the sight of your roided biceps, right? I remember that! It's been so long!

Mr. 500%: Well I’ll be damned! How’s it going?

[Before FSX can even open his mouth, Thunderkiss already begins his next sentence.]

Mr. 500%: Look, I’m kinda busy right now so I’ll have to catch up with you about that bow you owe me. Consider this your raincheck, lucky! In the meantime.. Have one on me!

[Pulling a bottle of Thundergy out of his back pocket, he places it into FSX’s hands with a smile and a pat on the shoulder. Since he was not in ACW during its debut and is rumored to live under an actual rock, FSX has no idea what this substance is. Before he can question the bottle’s contents, the man who has given him such an inquisitive gift is already long gone. Taking the initiative, he flips the cylinder over so that the front label proudly displays its name.]

FSX: Thundergy? Hmm...this is either a can of semen or an energy drink. Might actually be both. Well, I guess I can at least ask somebody about it..

[FSX scans the entire backstage area and takes note *EVERYONE* is drinking Thundergy. The janitor drinking it. The production lead is too. Hell, even Gingerdude himself is throwing a bottle back at this very moment. As the Thundergy travels down into their stomach, they all seem so overjoyed. Not a one displays an emotion other than happiness and to FSX, this is just unsettling. So unsettling he feels something is very amiss about this situation and vows never to place his lips on any bottle top of any drink named Thundergy.]

FSX: Well, if everyone is doing it must be evil. And if it's evil it must be an energy drink. And if it's an energy drink with a cult leader's face on the can it probably contains alot of sugar...Can't be good for you.

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*STATIC*

(The ACW broadcast is rudely interuppted as a shadowy figure appears on screen...)

??: Yes, this is Biff Taylor here, stealin' your airwaves...do not adjust your set...this revolution is bein' televised right now! Fallout's had a glitch in the system, so guess what? We're Rebooting! Fallout Reboot, this Friday night, be there, or be square! We got five matches for you dudes and dudettes, so I'll waste the rest of this non-paid for ACW tv time talking about them!

The Opener for the Ages
El Froggy Mask vs.
Felix Santana Jr.[Santana Family Group]
(Biff: EFM and Felix Junior have been going back and forth as long as I've run things here! And every time they step into the ring, it's been spectacular! So naturally, I got Felix to come back for a one time deal to face the Black Venom of the Amazon in a very very special opening bout!)

Eddie Torgo Debut Match
Eddie Torgo vs.
G-Unit V2 (Gary and Gooner)
(Biff: Eddie Torgo is the Screaming Brainbuster! He's one crazy dude, and he told me he wants not to face just one, but two, yeah, that's right, two opponents in his debut match!)

Fallout TV Title(previously vacated, due to no defense on TV)
"Irresistable Force" Julio Rivera vs.
Dangerous Nicholas Alger vs.
Damien King
(Biff: TV title was vacated since, you know, we weren't on TV anymore! Now, we are, and so, we have this match! Julio is fast as lightning, and even better, a crazy sharp dancer! DNA is a grizzled vet, and can knock you out, or tap you out in a moment! Damien King is an all around athlete, and can keep up with anyone in whatever style they fight! Should be great!)

Fallout Tag Titles
The Royles (Pat McGroin/Ivor Biggin) vs.
The Boneheads (Ken Williams/Jason Daniels)
(Biff: The Royles kick your head in, the Boneheads, they got huge heads, although I'm not sure there's much in them...which is why they wanted in on this tag title bout! You never know what'll happen on Fallout!)

Fallout Openweight Title
"Corporate Ace" Daniel Ness vs.
Stan H. Johnston
(Biff: And now, the main event, Danny Boy has held his Openweight title, and represented not only the Corporate Club but Fallout as well for a year or so now! Stan Johnston's never been beat on Fallout. This is what you get when the immovable object and the irresistible force collide...and I ain't talkin about Julio and Rhodes! We've waited too long for this one, and I expect each and every one of you to watch it!)

Fallout Reboot: This Friday Night, five matches, live, on PPV! Order it, or you're missing out!

*STATIC*

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[FSX flips the bottle over and gives its contents a quick run down. Making out the simple ones like “water” & “sugar,” he gets thrown for a loop as his eyes comes across words he cannot even pronounce. It is at this moment that curiosity takes hold of him. Like an out of control snowball in his mind, it begins to grow larger and larger until he *MUST* know the secrets of Thundergy!]

FSX: Hmm...I knew it...Sugar...That, and a bunch of crazy stuff that looks like a ripped off formula for eternal youth and beauty... Seeing there's a bunch of old, ugly people drinking the stuff, it must just be something Sinister.

[Looking underneath the food label, FSX finds the name of the company that distributes Thundergy, Tagruato, and their address/phone number. Now with a place start, FSX embarks on the first journey of his new mission!]

FSX: This seems like a proper journey for someone with time on his hands! I shall conquer the secrets of this drink, and this 'Tagruato'! Ahahahaha....Man, I really need a better hobby then exposing evil corporations...

[FADE]

[BK London]

Segment: The Libertines had the flu (Credit: The Libertines/BK London)

Libertines steps in front of the camera. Looking at the camera with a smile now what makes this weird is that The Libertines should be mad. He just lost his match against Jon Taylor.

The libertines:Takes a smell of the arena. Meltdown is The Libertines.

Fans boo

The Libertines: Now before we get down to business and before The Libertines talks about what The Libertines is thinking about. Let’s go back to this Sunday on the PPV Ragnarok. Roll the footage.

Taylor released rapid fire, machinegun-esque knee strikes into Libertines’ ribs and jaw while Libertines tried in vain to break the clinch. Just when Libertines’ arms began to go limp, Taylor quickly laid him out with the Taylor Made. Without a moment of hesitation, Taylor went for the cover. 1! 2! 3!

Fans cheer

The Libertines: laughing. Well I guess Taylor thought he beat me. Well news flash Taylor you didn’t beat The Libertines. No one can beat The Libertines w……

Fans chatting you got fucked up clap calp clap clap calp.

The Libertines: Shut up! This is my show The Libertines Is Meltdown. I don’t know how many times I have to say that, and when The Libertines comes to the ring on his own TV show I demand respect. Now back to the point I was very sick that day the doctors told The Libertines he shouldn’t wrestle that day, and they also added that I was lucky to even walk. The Libertines had a bad case of the flu that day too. Right before and after my match I puked okay. Taylor did not beat The Libertines when The Libertines was a 100%. The Libertines was at like negative 50%, and Taylor barely beat The Libertines also, and to top it off I kicked out the ref. for that match screwed me over.

Fans chatting bull shit.

The Libertines: Like that match even matter it wasn’t for the title, but even if it was The Libertines wouldn’t have cared I mean I don’t respect the title Taylor has, and you know why because BK the bitch London also known as The lamer or BK lamedon had that belt. So right there The Libertines doesn’t care about that belt. Taylor means nothing to me he is just a shrimp in The Libertines ocean. I mean I’m a better wrestler then him by ten folds. Look at it this way Taylor made can barely wrestle his way out of a paper bag. While The Libertines can wrestle his way out of a cardboard box. So yeah if you watch The Libertines matches in contrast with Taylor matches. You see The Libertines can do it all in the ring while Taylor can do none of it, and if he can do anything in the ring The Libertiens does it better than he does.

Fans booing

The Libertines: Oh yeah one more thing-

HELLOOOOO

HELLO BROOKLYN

Without wasting any more time, BK London walks through the curtain with "Hello Brooklyn" playing prominently throughout the arena and the fans can't help but go crazy. He walks out onto the stage with a microphone in his hand before surveying the sold out crowd and making his way down the ramp. The Libertines scowls BK London as he walks up the steel steps and into the ring and stands before the "larger than life superstar". BK can't help but smile as he sees The Libertines' new get up, complete with 500 dollar shirt and sunglasses.

BK London: Oh boy, oh boy, What do we got here?

The Libertines: What the hell are you doing here?

BK London: What the hell am I doing here? What the hell are you doing here?...dressed like that! But anyway, that's beside the point. I came out here, because for the past few weeks I've been hearing you talk smack about me at any opportunity you can. You know, the whole BK Lamedon thing, how I suck, blah blah blah BLAH. Tonight my friend, I'm putting an end to that...

A huge pop follows as they expect BK London to get a little physical while he attempts to put an end to the trash talking of Libertines.

BK London: And you know how I'm going to put an end to that?

BK starts rolling up the sleeves on his collared shirt while he continues to talk which continues to get a cheer from the crowd.

BK London: I'm going to call for a truce.

Record scratches.

What?

BK London: That's right. I don't want there to be any more hostility towards BK London and towards The Libertines. We're two fine folk. Two outstanding wrestlers, why can't we just co-exist in ACW?

This statement doesn't get a good response from those in attendance tonight and The Libertines ponders the idea of the two possibly becoming "friends".

The Libertines: A truce huh? And why exactly should I believe you?

BK London: Hmm..why should you believe me? That's a good question. The reason you should believe me is because I know something that the rest of the roster doesn't know about you - and hell - these fans don't even know about you.

The Libertines: ...wait - what?!

BK London: Oh yeah, I found it out.

The Libertines: ...ok! ok! I accidentally kissed my cousin when I was eight! It was a mistake, but I mean come on she was hot!

Silence.

BK London blinks twice.

BK London: ...what? I was just talking about your birthday man.

The Libertines: ..oh. Right right, forget what I just said.

BK London: Riiiight. Bring out the cake monkeys!

Moments later, one of the stage crew memebrs begins rolling out a grand cake with chocolate and vanilla icing towards the ring. After a few minutes, they manage to get the cake in the ring right in front of Libertines, who looks down as the cake says "Happy Birthday The Libertines" in red jelly.

BK London: Alright, I think we can all get together to sing Happy Birthday for Libertines, on the count of three. One, two, three!

There is a mix for boos and people actually singing along with BK towards the end, which makes for a very weird sound.

HAAAPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR LIBERTINES

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!

BK London puts his arm over the shoulder of The Libertines as the song closes out, and then without any further adue the former World Champion drives Libertines' face right into the cake to a huge pop from the crowd.

The Libertines pulls his head out of the cake only to be decked by BK London once more, sending him back to the ground. BK now picks up the remains of the cake and awaits for The Libertines to rise up by the ropes. He shoves the entire cake into the face of Libertines, sending him over the top rope at the same time to the outside and there is a massive pop from the crowd. BK licks the frosting off his fingers before picking up the mic and looking in the direction of The Libertines.

BK London: Oh, one more thing. I talked to Ginger before the show started, and he managed to grant me this match. So I suggest in the next two weeks you start training hard because we're going to have the rematch of the century. BK London vs. The Libertines....in a FIRST BLOOD MATCH!

He tosses the mic to the side as The Libertines is absolutely livid at the top of the stage. Hello Brooklyn hits once more as BK London begins to pose for the fans and trash talk Libertines a little more as the scene fades out.

[BK London]

Match 5: Thunderkiss vs. Ricky Falcon (Credit: Thunderkiss)

..::ACW::.. MAIN EVENT: THUNDERKISS VS. RICKY FALCON..::MELTDOWN::..

Time limit: 30 Minutes
Referee: Raymond Allen Fleming

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Thunderkiss
Age: 30
Height: 6'7
Weight: 353 lbs.
Hometown: San Fernando, California

Ricky Falcon
Age: 22
Height: 6'2
Weight: 235 lbs.
Hometown: Chicago, Illinois.

The lights dim and silhouettes from two strippers can be seen dancing on the side Alpha Tron screens. Thunderkiss' video plays on the center one as the man himself makes his way through the entranceway. He stands atop of the rampway looking out into the crowd for a moment, when suddenly he lowers his body and sends his fist flying into the metal below. Upon this impact, pyro lights up both sides of the rampway creating a sea of fire to escort Thunderkiss into the ring. Thunderkiss takes his time coming to the ring as he lets the world know they wait for him and him alone. His arrogant walk finally comes to an end as he makes his way up the ringsteps and into the ring. Upon entertaining, Thunderkiss takes command of all four corners making a statement that THIS is his house.

“Animal” by Mudmen hits the sound system and out comes - Ricky Falcon! Falcon doesn’t waste any time with the fans or introductions as he runs down the isle and slides into the ring! Leaping up onto his feet, he launches a surprise attack on Thunderkiss in hopes of catching him off guard! Unfortunately for Falcon TK has come to fight and responds with a few well placed punches to the side of Falcon’s head! Clearly seeing this match will not have a clean start, RAF calls for the bell in an attempt to make the chaos official!

~!~DING,DING,DING~!~

MATCH: After beating the heck out of each other for a few seconds, Thunderkiss and Falcon lock up in the middle of the ring! With ease, Thunderkiss tosses him down to his back! As Falcon looks up at TK, he sees him beginning to pose, a move that electrifies the crowd. Trying to match strength with Thunderkiss once again, Falcon finds himself pushed to his back once again, but this time he gets pinned down with a FALL FROM GLORY! Falcon eats all of the leg drop and then is picked up and Irished whipped into the corner. From there, Thunderkiss runs in and gives him a big time body splash and has him reeling! Stumbling out of the corner, Falcon stumbles right into a scoop slam from TK! Laying prone on the mat, Thunderkiss goes for a series of elbow drops but Falcon manages to roll. Coming vertical from the counter, Falcon hits the ropes and comes back strong with a BARREL ROLL! Finally landing his offensive move of the night, Falcon goes for a 2nd and knocks TK back into the ropes! Falcon rushes up to him and drives his foot into TK’s head, stunning him in the process! Thunderkiss is picked up, thrown in the ropes and bounces back right into a sleeper hold!

Maxwell McNally: This is certainly something new out of Falcon! It makes you wonder if Steve Phillips gave him some advice before the match?!

“Fast” Eddie Edison: I wouldn’t doubt it because that’s a page taken right out of the Senator’s play book!

Thunderkiss cranks his shoulders together and rises up as far as he can go. His strength actually lifts Ricky Falcon up off the mat and has him dangling off the canvas! One second later, TK leans forward and Ricky Falcon goes flying over the top of him and lands hard on the canvas! Now free, Thunderkiss continues his reign of terror as he reaches down and clamps onto Falcon’s head for a COUNTDOWN TO EXTINCTION! Falcon begins to twist and turn in the arms of Thunderkiss, screaming in agony but TK doesn’t let up! He instead lifts Falcon up off the canvas and applies even MORE pressure! Hoping Falcon will tap out, TK leaves himself open for a counter and that’s just want Ricky does! Kicking TK in the gut, he breaks the hold and drops the mat where he tries to recover. Not giving him much chance too, Thunderkiss drops a huge elbow to the back of the head, stunning him in the process. Picking Falcon up by the hair, TK tosses him into the ropes and sets up for a lariat. As Falcon bounces back, he counters by ducking under the lariat and has an open TK right in his sights! Its time to end this here and now and he does that by taking TK down with a ... FALCON PUNCH!

Maxwell McNally: No danger warning for that Falcon Punch Eddie! That came out of nowhere!

“Fast” Eddie Edison: FALCON JUST HIT THE FALCON PUNCH! What an UNBELIEVABLE upset!

ONE

TWO!!

THRE.... KICK OUT!!!

“Fast” Eddie Edison: WHAT?!?!?!

Stunned, the crowd watches on as TK shoves Falcon right off of him after kicking out of the Falcon Punch! Taking a knee, TK begins to shake with fury, a scene that has been the last for many an opponent.

100%! 200%! 300%! 400%!500%!

Ricky Falcon: No...!

[glow=00BFFF,5,300]Mr. 500%: YES![/glow]

Coming off the ropes, TK hits Ricky Falcon with a BOX OFFICE SMASH right between the eyes! From there, Falcon stumbles directly into a SCOOP SLAM that places him directly on his back! Now hovering over Falcon, TK surveys the crowd before pointing to his elbow. Immediately they leap up onto their feet!

“Fast” Eddie Edison: Brace yourself Maxwell, here it comes!

[glow=00BFFF,5,300]Mr. 500%: THIS IS THE THUNDER![/glow]

Crowd *in unison*: AND THIS IS THE KISS!

With all the support one could ever need, TK drives his elbow right in the heart of Falcon! The power of the move actually lifts Falcon up off the canvas where he stumbles into the hands of Thunderkiss! Lifting him high above his head, Thunderkiss presses him a few times before sending him down to hell with the HEAVENS DOOR! Ricky Falcon is just Senton Drop away from receiving all of TK’s five moves of doom, however, TK decides to get sassy tonight! Instead of dropping down on Falcon, he lifts him up and comes off the ropes strong with a GOODNIGHT KISS!

Maxwell McNally: Ricky Falcon has just been turned inside out!

Doing an 180 in the air, Falcon lands on his back and TK covers!

ONE

TWO!!

THREE!!!

MELTDOWN WINNER: MR. 500%!

[BK London]

Segment: “Chugga,Chugga,Chugga” Credit: ?/T-Kiss

[The dust has barely had a chance to settle when Thunderkiss yanks his arm away from RAF and leaps to the outside of the ring where he pulls a chair away from the timekeepers table along with a microphone that resides on its top. Throwing the chair back into the ring, both RAF and Phillip Jones scatter before it can land on them. Once back inside the squared circle, Thunderkiss unfolds the chair and places it right next to Falcon who is still feeling the effects of the Goodnight Kiss. Deciding he needs a little rest, he sits down upon it and kicks his feet up on the former Entertainment Champion in a major display of disrespect.]

Maxwell McNally: He’s using Ricky Falcon as a footrest!

Mr. 500%: Stable, I had a long rant tonight planned about what transpired about Ragnarok, however, I suddenly remembered to myself that I do believe that actions speak louder than words....

[Thunderkiss rises from his chair and neatly places the microphone on the canvas. Rising back up, he takes the metal chair, folds it up and then proceeds to drive it into the head of Ricky Falcon until he is busted open. In an eerily calm manner, Thunderkiss takes a step back, reclaims the microphone and looks directly into the main camera.]

Mr. 500%: ...so I hope that came across loud and clear. But in case it didn’t -

[TK places his fingers up to his lips and lets out an ear shattering whistle.]

Mr. 500%: I’ll “say” it again, this time even LOUDER!

[Suddenly the following song blasts on the loudspeakers: www.youtube.com/watch?v=Px2TQ4jTVaU ! If you are lucky enough to have two eyes, then you undoubtedly have both of them fixed upon the entrance ramp (or TV set) at this very moment to catch a glimpse of the newest Entourage acquisition! From the looks of things, TK has done well as a man that clearly equals his own size now makes his way to the ring. If he has just an ounce of TK’s charisma and strength, not only has TK done well, but he has hit the jackpot.]

Maxwell McNally: Who the heck is this?

“Fast” Eddie Edison: For Ricky Falcon’s sake that better be a doctor!

Maxwell McNally: Well then that’s the biggest doctor I’ve ever seen.

[The giant man steps into the ring by going over the top rope as if he was trying to show off his size. All the meanwhile Ricky Falcon is being held against his will by Thunderkiss who clamps onto him like a vice. Looking up at his new friend with approval, Thunderkiss gives him his first order out of many to come ...]

Thunderkiss *shouting*: ALRIGHT BIG MAN, SHOW HIM WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DISS THE KISS!

?: Whoooooooooo Whoooooooooooo!

[As the mysterious man’s whistle of death signals his attack, Thunderkiss lifts Falcon up to his feet and whips him into the now charging beast. Upon impact, the beast hooks Ricky Falcon and then lifts him upwards into a suplex position. All eyes now watch on as he dangles there for countless seconds waiting for his impending doom.]

Yellow T-Shirt Spaz *flipping out*: OH MY GOD!

[Mercy finally comes in the form of a suplex powerslam known as the DERAILER! The now fallen body of Ricky Falcon begins to go into convolutions as a result and it will be quite some time before the medics can attend to him. Now standing over Falcon, Thunderkiss will not allow anyone to interfere with his “spotlight,” not even those who are concerned for Falcon’s health. With an amused look, TK double finger points over to the new man while shouting out the following - ]

Mr. 500%: Kiss Army, I give to you ... the THUNDER TRAIN!



Thunder Train: The Train is ALWAYS hungry!

Thunderkiss: That he is! Make no mistake Army, we now live in dangerous times. These days a man cannot even rest in his own locker room without the worry of some psycho breaking into it and turning his life upside down! Trust me, I know. One thing I refuse to do is allow myself fall victim to the serious and unjust actions from others! That is why I found THIS man to watch my back. Anywhere I go, the big Train goes! Isn’t that right Train!

Thunder Train: Damn right boss!

Mr. 500%: So while the big train has my back, I can now fully concentrate on the big task at hand, and that’s winning the ACW WORLD TITLE! For the first time in the history of Alpha Championship Wrestling, the fate of the World Title now rests in the hands of YOU, the fans. And when it comes to the Kiss Army, I have no doubts they will put me on the top of the list so that YOU, Jake Cheng, are going to get ....

[You know the drill, and so do the fans as TK dangles the microphone over the ropes toward them.]

Kiss Army: KISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSED!

Mr. 500%: Damn right.

[“God of Thunder” blasts on the sound system and its destructive melody escorts Both Thunderkiss and Thunder Train from the ring. While the fans are in shock and awe of TK’s new bodyguard, the rest of ACW is less than thrilled. Overcoming the Thunderman’s antics has now been made 500% more difficult as a he now has a protective wall surrounding himself at all times, a wall named THUNDER TRAIN! Going into Bloody Valentine, will Thunder Train become TK’s ticket to a guaranteed victory? Stay tuned.]

Fade Out.

End Show

[Lass Sarin]

Great show everyone! Keep up the momentum!

[hunter]

Early, believe it or not, because I just got an extra half an hour to do stuff.

• To Red: how does one, exactly, blows one's head off one's...head?
  
• Taylor should write novels, not segments. And that's not really a compliment. <_<
  
• I liked the Mo-Jo segment and I didn't get distracted by ridiculous formatting and colors. So yes, I'm happy.
  
• Is Rena even trying anymore?
  
• Interesting new color, Jake. It's not incredibly irritating, so that makes me happy.
  
• The thing about Senator was gold, TK, nice job.
  
• 220 pounds doesn't seem very threatening, Zero. >_>

And now the DEPP, presented to a line so hilariously random that it cannot be ignored.

bklondon said:

Wing: Werr....she wants it. I can terr. You pranted the seed.

[theonlyredsfan]

i didnt catch that.....supposed to be shoulders

[Jake]

If you use the gold scheme, then it is the same color as the visited links.

and its on the site as well.

Resourceful no?

Great show. Poor Ginger

[Commissioner Zero]

Well THERE'S a typo. He's 320 pounds, not 220.

I read through that promo so many times too.... -_-

[xs3]

Some great writing all around and a very segment-heavy Meltdown. I liked it.

[Dan White]

Ace show all

[jontaylor]

hunter said:

Early, believe it or not, because I just got an extra half an hour to do stuff.

• To Red: how does one, exactly, blows one's head off one's...head?
  
• Taylor should write novels, not segments. And that's not really a compliment. <_<
  
• I liked the Mo-Jo segment and I didn't get distracted by ridiculous formatting and colors. So yes, I'm happy.
  
• Is Rena even trying anymore?
  
• Interesting new color, Jake. It's not incredibly irritating, so that makes me happy.
  
• The thing about Senator was gold, TK, nice job.
  
• 220 pounds doesn't seem very threatening, Zero. >_>

And now the DEPP, presented to a line so hilariously random that it cannot be ignored.

bklondon said:

Wing: Werr....she wants it. I can terr. You pranted the seed.

It was only 1.6k words >_>.

[hunter]

It was a reference to formatting moreso than what you actually wrote.