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Nanette "DEATH METAL Of course, Now SCRAM"
Me "Geesh you certainly are bitchy lately"
Nanette "well how would you be if you got sent over in a box in the dark 8000 Miles away?"
Me "Yea yea ok good point"
"You better run for your life if you can, little girl
Hide your head in the sand little girl
Catch you with another man
That's the end, little girl..."*
During the Jazz Age:
Hollywood's 'It' Girl, Clara Bow, sometimes had to make a quick getaway from her wild nights on the town. So many boyfriends, so many (illegal) drinks at shady nightspots--those things could create bad publicity. The public wanted to think of Clara as a daring flapper but not as fun-crazed and boy-crazy trollop.
Thus, Clara learned to stay ahead of troublesome publicity by doing such things as climbing out of a back window when an out of control party or a crackdown on a speakeasy brought the police--followed quickly pesky photographers--to break up the boisterous hi-jinks.
"I know when I need to scram," said Clara, here seen climbing from a window, "and I know how to do it--quick!"
*"Run for Your Life" by The Beatles, primarily written by John Lennon (credited to Lennon-McCartney)
"So wait, you're telling me that the two months you were gone, you were off saving Spider-Men from across parallel earths, including Agent Spider, who just so happens to be me? I mean not me, but the me of the other earth.. It's confusing just to even think about.."
"I know it sounds kind of crazy Harry, but it's the truth!" I blurt out, before taking a sip of my strawberry milkshake.
"Guess I shouldn't be so surprised. Craziness kind of goes with being a superhero. Still, it's unfortunate that you had to watch multiple versions of yourself die." He says, before taking a bite of his bacon. Having the breakfast menu, open 24/7. That person deserves an award. Milkshakes, and pancakes, a beautiful combination.
"Yeah. I'm definitely glad it's over.. On another note, what's been going on with you?"
"Mostly the same old. Helping where I can with my father's company, but I'm no business tycoon, so I don't know all the technicalities. Football season's started at school, but all hopes of getting on the team are gone." He muses.
"Sorry man, I know how much you wanted it.." I apologize, turning my head to look outside the window.
"Don't have to keep blaming yourself over it Pete. What's done is done. Besides-" He gets interrupted by the sound of a phone notification, to which he pulls out his phone. The biggest smile grows on his face. I lean over, trying to get a glance at his phone, but he turns it off before I can see anything.
"So what's that all about Harry? It's like you won the lottery or something. But since you're already a billionaire, that isn't it. Are you holding out on me?" I ask, prodding him for answers.
"What?? Nah, no way Pete." Harry laughs, before spilling the beans. "Alright, alright. Her names Elaine. Met her when I was still in the hospital. She's really helped me through everything. Since then, it's kind of developed into something more." He says sheepishly, his face clearly reddening at the mention of her name.
"That's great Harry! I'm happy for you."
"Thanks Pete. It's a nice change of pace, as she likes me for me. She isn't just with me for my money, like every other girl has been." He says with a note of relief in his voice. I finish off my pancake before responding.
"Sounds like a great girl!"
"She is! Who knows, maybe we could go on a double date sometime!"
"That's assuming I can get a girlfriend.. With my luck, that's not happening anytime soon. Me being gone blew things with Lana."
"I wouldn't go that far. Yeah, she's a little mad, but she just missed having you in her life. The way she talked about you, it's clear as day she still cares about you Pete. Like I said before, she'll come around.
"Yeah, maybe..." I mutter, just before I finish off my strawberry milkshake.
"Ah crap, I should probably head home.. It's getting late, and unfortunately, I've still got some things I need to do. It's good to have you back Peter. See ya later."
"Oh, don't let me keep you then. Well, it was nice catching up with you. See ya Monday, then?"
"Definitely." He says with a wave, before wheeling himself over to the cash register to pay, before leaving the diner. I take a few minutes to finish what's on my plate, before paying, and leaving. Almost didn't have enough there.. I really need to get a job. Unfortunately, being a superhero doesn't pay the bills, unless you're a rich billionaire like Iron Man, then it does. Maybe that freelance position at the Daily Bugle is still open? It's a little late, but I guess I could go see if J Jonah's still there. Since I don't have my webshooters with me, I'll have to take the subway. Luckily, it isn't too badly crowded. After about fifteen minutes of travelling, the subway comes to a stop, and the doors open. As I get closer to the Daily Bugle, I notice two people talking outside. One dressed in a leather jacket, with blonde hair. The other, is none other than J Jonah himself. I look around for a good vantage point, with some decent cover. I find a nearby storefront that should work out alright.
JJ: "This better be good Brock."
'Brock': "Oh it is, JJ. The Spider-Menace is back! And I've got the proof." He says, handing the file over. Can't really see the pictures from this angle, but I'm assuming their somehow from my fight with the Sinister Six. I don't recall seeing this guy nearby.
JJ: "It was only a matter of time before that wall-crawling menace showed his face once again. Conspiring with this 'Sinister Six'! Oh, that's good. We're just lucky New York's finest officers showed up in time to stop him. Alright Brock, here's the deal. Keep bringing me pictures of Spider-Man worthy of the front page, and you'll be paid accordingly. "
'Brock': "Yeah, sure thing.."
JJ: "Now scram." With that, Brock leaves, and Jameson makes a phone call, with a taxi coming minutes later to pick him up. Guess the freelance gig is off the table.. Definitely not what I wanted to hear..
. . . My trail cam never disappoints me, I always get a comical shot of deer behaving badly! This deer is probably displaying a territorial sign to another one just off camera to the right. "I'm more important to you, scram!"
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This shot takes a bit of explanation. When planning this trip we marked several shots, including this one, on our list to capture with no clue as to where they were taken. It seemed no photographer correctly identified the location or wanted to share where it was taken. What's the big deal with keeping the location a secret?
This sparked the opposite reaction in our group. We felt like it was now our duty to "out" all these super secret locations and send these photographers scrambling to find new hidden locations for their portfolios.
Speaking of scrambling; while planning a route to this location, we learned a few new terms. "Head up the chute" and "scree scram" said the friendly Lederhosen wearing staff member in the hotel lobby. "You'll find it easy." It was quite an unexpected response.
When the time finally came to "scree scram", we started in the dark, pre-dawn light with only had a vague direction to head. About halfway up the hill the wind started to pick up making it difficult to stand or make headway in the scree. While constantly scanning for bears, our flashlights spotted some dead trees on the ridge line. By the time we got there the outline of the mountains and clouds was visible in the blue hour light. Things were looking good for an epic sunrise.
Next, we had the challenge of setting up on the cold, wind blown hillside with only loose rock for a foothold. The wind was so strong, my first shots were blurred by the shaking. After getting settled, I managed to lock down enough to get this shot. No one was injured and nothing was lost on this photography mission. However, the potential for disaster to equipment and person was highlighted with every step we took.
Now for the location directions. Head out from the Many Glacier Hotel and turn right (east) onto the road towards Lake Sherbourne. Just after turning the corner from the Hotel driveway, the "chute" or hill is on your left. Scramble up the scree then head towards sunrise until you spot a dead tree on the ridge that you like. You can confirm your location by looking for the Swiftcurrent river falls directly on your right and a little behind. This location is known to have bears. Be prepared to see and/or deal with that situation if it arises. Luckily enough we had no bear encounters while on the hill.
This close-up of the right side of the control panel in the reactor control room shows the controls for the manual operation of the shim rods. Each rod has its own speed dial, meter, indicator lights, control buttons, and scram button. The buttons within the square on the left-hand side controlled the regulating rod that could activate a junior "scram" (a partial scram using only one regulating rod). It was designated within the box so that operators could quickly locate the rod's control buttons in case of emergency. The full scram buttons, which dropped all the control rods simultaneously, were set apart at the bottom of the console.
Credit: NASA
Image Number: C-2001-01229
Date:
Thursdays are now "screen-free" days in our house... nobody is allowed to use a computer, watch the television, or play with their cell-phones.
Needless to say... this new rule isn't very popular with the kids. Like most kids these days... they usually spend their afternoons in their rooms playing computer games... and their evenings watching TV. To be honest... I'd also be quite lost without my "screens"... I spend the whole day at work behind a screen... and then, most days... I spend the rest of the afternoon behind another screen... reading the news, browsing Flickr and/or processing photos. Not much physical activity there... I can actually feel my muscles wasting away!
Just as the kids were starting to get bored last Thursday... I suggested that we put on our swimming costumes and go down to the beach for a swim. That suggestion went down very well... in a flash they were both ready to go... boogie-board and all! Despite the warm weather... the beach was surprisingly empty... just a few kids in the water... their parents relaxing on blankets with wine and snacks. Enzo grabbed his board and ran straight into the water... Estelle grabbed her book and got stuck into that... and I grabbed my camera and ambled around looking for promising compositions. Nobody was bored anymore.
But then it suddenly dawned on me... I was breaking my own rule! I was using a "screen"... the bright, clear LCD screen on my camera! Damn... that was inconvenient... did this mean that I should be taking photos without looking at the results!? Forget it... that's just being plain silly... the main reason for the screen-free days is to get everyone doing something physically active. So as long as I'm walking about... surely I'm allowed to occasionally take a quick glance at my screen?
After cooling down in the water... we all moved a couple of hundred meters down the beach to some rocks with pools... and more promising compositions. Estelle preferred to stay in the car with her book... while Enzo and I headed out onto the rocks. He was looking for crabs and sea anenomies (which are quite plentiful in the rock-pools here)... and I was looking for reflections and balanced compositions. As soon as I noticed the photographic potential of these small pools... he noticed a big white anenome in the pool on the right... waving it's tentacles as if to say hello. I hunched over with my camera to find the best composition... and Enzo hunched over to pluck some small snails off the rocks.... to feed the anenome. We were both playing with the same rock pool... something had to give. He didn't really mind me... but he was really getting in my way.
Just then some other small boys came over to see what Enzo was doing... and they immediately joined in the fun... feeding the weird white, tentacled, sea-creature. Feeling outnumbered... I gave up and walked over to play with some other rock pools nearby... but nothing really grabbed my eyes there.
Then... just as the sun started setting and the clouds started looking fantastic... I walked back to the sea-creature pools and said... okay kids... now SCRAM... you've had your fun... it's my turn to play here! Fortunately they soon discovered a huge crab in another rock-pool... leaving me in peace to compose and shoot the two images that make up this Vertorama.
Nikon D300, Sigma 10-20mm at 11mm, aperture of f11, with a 1/30th second exposure.
Click here to check out my Vertorama tutorial.
The forbidden fruit that Eve gave to Adam in the Garden of Eden was a lemon rather than an apple, according to the joking message on this postcard from 1908. To understand the humor, you need to know that handing someone a lemon in 1908 was a way to say "scram," "beat it," or in the slang of the day, "skidoo" or "23 skidoo." So how did lemons come to be associated with "23 skidoo"? For the story, see Skidoo 23 Is Now 37.
The other side of the postcard is an advertisement for the Banks Brothers department store in Middletown, Pennsylvania, and the "immense variety" of postcards that it offered at the store and at a stand at the Middletown Fair in 1908. See Send Post Cards to Your Friends.
Adam & Eve
This [an apple], my boy, is what they say she gave the old man but on the level she really handed him a [lemon].
Printed on the other side of this real photo postcard: "The Automatic Vaudeville Co., 9 Tremont Row, 634 Washington St., Boston, Mass."
The "23" on the one hat is a reference to the "23 skidoo" fad that became popular in the United States beginning around 1906 or 1907. Back then, telling someone "23 skidoo" meant "scram" or "beat it," and using "23" in an unexpected place like this was a way to let others in on the joke.
Notice how the fingers of the one fellow's hand are visible around the word "kind" at the bottom of the photo. These guys placed their chins at the top of the painted scene and then had to hold it in place from the bottom while the photographer took the picture.
For another example of "23" used in a photo for humorous effect, see Too Many Places to Go and Too Much to See.
A Vintage Photos Theme Park photo for the theme of number(s) in a photo.
Nothing like finding a Goodie Bowl loaded with treasures that includes whole peanuts to put a little pep in your step!
Not only have you found treasure, you can now bury said treasure! And, even better, you also get to eat said treasure!! And you get to do this over and over - at least until some nosy buttinsky comes along, and then you scram before he discovers your hiding places!
Must have watched this squirrel bury several peanuts before trying to grab a quick video, not knowing if he'd keep it up. To my surprise he did. I just love how they pat the ground after they've buried something.
Taken through the window so not as clear as I'd like.
Walking edgy neighborhoods looking for subjects to photograph, I do occasionally encounter people, but most are not too interested in talking besides "Why are you taking pictures of [that sign/a pile of trash/graffiti]?" But Kelly was different.
Kelly compulsively talks through an ever-shifting stream of conciousness symptomatic of schizophrenia. Before throwing this undershirt on, she had been walking barefoot on 16th Street covered in only a bikini top and another shirt stretched around her waist just enough to cover her frontal area, but still leaving half of her ass showing. A lady at Muhammad Enterprises was decent enough to cover her a bit better with a piece of fabric, but it was ill-fitting and tenuously attached. By the time we crossed paths, Kelly had been gleefully dismissed by the woman who had already had enough of her.
When she saw me, Kelly thought she recognized me and felt that it was somehow our fate that we would meet. She cast me in the role of her new landlord who would tell the people blocking the door to her room that she had authorization to enter. She then told me that I needed to walk with her and listen as she explained the situation.
I was apprehensive, but then I noticed a car pass by slowly with leering eyes checking her out, and then speeding up and turning right. Not yet sold on joining her for a walk, I stood and listened, but the car came back and slowed again. I glanced back at them disapprovingly and they scrammed quickly.
I asked Kelly if she had more clothes, and in a roundabout way, she said a friend of hers she had just met yesterday said he would do her laundry at the laundromat just around the corner, but she had just come from there and didn't see him.
She also was hungry and said she needed to go to the mission to eat, as she does daily, but she said they would not let her come in dressed like that. So, I asked if she knew any place where she could get some clothes, and she said she did. We began walking in that direction.
As we walked, the car passed by again, and the two young men--gaunt and gawky wannabe thugs--parked up the street and got out of the car and waited on the sidewalk for us to pass by. We changed course, and I had to physically direct her and explain why. It's as if she couldn't perceive the threat. But everywhere we went, it seemed, she was drawing the attention of leering eyes of groady men or the disdainful eyes of gentrifiers loading fancy furniture into their victorian fixer-uppers.
We wound up at a strange store on 12th Street called R&B Fashions which is also a smoke shop which always seems to have plenty of loiterers hanging out. I'd noticed it before with leggy big-booty half-mannequins wearing colorful Spanx and other slutty pants. She said she would be able to take any clothes she wants there for free in exchange for the owner letting her do some "modeling work" for him. But he was in no mood to see her, and his wife was especially in no mood for her.
There are six apartments behind the store and a boarding house (something of a halfway house) next door, and she had said that sometimes she can shower and stay in those places, too, but she had no clothes there either.
So we left and continued walking north toward the mission. But now her best plan was for me to go there with her and guard her backside from view. She had mentioned getting Del Taco "with my homegirl" the other day, so I asked her if she might want to go there. She got excited at the possibility, and we walked back in a circle to where I started to get in my car and go.
Then I realized she really stunk, but it was just ordinary B.O. like the kind I remember wafting around crusty punk shows I'd seen at 924 Gilman in Berkeley when I was younger.
Her more paranoid ranting broke as she took over my car stereo and flipped stations until she'd found a song she liked. She sang along to several songs, and very adeptly. She had a pretty fantastic singing voice including a natural vibrato, and she could get deep and ramble through blue notes soulfully in the modern R&B style. I've always disliked how modern singers overdo it with that, but as long as she seemed happy, I was glad to hear her warble through urban/top 40 hits. Some Coldplay came across the channel, and she quickly changed it while claiming to have met Coldplay (and referring to Coldplay as "he" and "him" as if it were the name of a solo artist). He went camping with her and her friends, and he stole all their soda. She loves soda because she doesn't drink alcohol. We passed a man walking a dog and a family pushing a baby in a stroller, and she wove dogs and babies into her story and then seemed to admit having two children taken from her.
Slowly, pieces of her story were coming together through the shards of memory and constant flow of actual things and events happening around us. What I had gathered is that she had been assaulted earlier that day--probably sexually, but definitely physically--resulting in bruises all over her legs and her lack of clothing.
At the Del Taco drive-through I ordered her a #2 combo with a cherry Coke. She just noticed the new churro promotion and giddily gushed about her love for churros. So, I added two churros.
She said she had once worked the drive-thru at a Del Taco. There was also some talk of attending a college somewhere. I think she may have slept outdoors recently in Roseville, but a woman there just drove her to downtown Sacramento and dropped her off.
I returned to near where I had met her in the parking lot of the strip mall that included the laundromat where her friend would be doing her laundry.
This is where I took this picture. She's looking over her shoulder hoping to see her friend who was supposed to do her laundry for her. It didn't cross my mind to take a photo of her, but she had offered to pay me for the Del Taco with a certain type of intimate favor (and I'm sure you can figure out what I mean). I tried to decline politely, but she seemed more intent in her second offer, so I declined again with a bit of added moral reprehension. I improvised the photo opportunity as a way to say "Just give me something to remember you by, and I'll be happy."
As a follower of the gut-wrenching documentary work of Chris Arnade in the Hunts Point area of the Bronx, I've seen him charged with many accusations of exploiting his subjects (he photographs addicts who live on the street or barely one step above the street). I do admit I felt a bit of guilt as I took these photos, but I'm afraid that Kelly truly sees making herself a target for exploitation as a necessity for food, shelter, laundry favors, and even a bag of fast food. I know my intention was to help, and in the end, a photo doesn't really compare to the indignity she must endure, especially if I can try to capture her dignity.
Next, we walked into the laundromat but found no sign of her friend or her clothes. We walked around the alleyway behind the strip mall to the apartment building where she said she lived. It sounded like it operated somewhat like a halfway house. She warned me that no one wanted her to return there and that's why I had to pretend to be her landlord. I was glad to hear her say "pretend" because I had been believing that she truly had begun to think of me as her landlord. As we turned the corner of the building and entered the parking area, a woman was guarding the door, seemingly ready for her. "NO NO NO NO NO! YOU ARE NOT COMING IN HERE! GO!", said the woman, a middle-aged Latina with the gnarliest, scariest face tattoos I've ever seen in real life. Her neck had bold gothic letters spelling FUCK YOU, and her face had huge crosses and skulls on her neck, chin, and forehead, plus several tears. It was quite a trip to see someone looking like this sound so moralistic as she further explained the grounds for denying her entry: "If you cannot cover up decently, you do not belong near my children, or anyone's children. Do you understand?"
So, we walked back around the corner to check the laundromat again. I seriously gave some thought to just waving a $20 bill in the air and asking anyone to trade me any shorts or pants for it, but I checked my wallet and realized that I was out of cash.
By this time, I was way overdue to return home to my wife and talk about dinner. But I felt Kelly was in no way able to take care of herself if I left. Her behavior was still erratic. She was obviously vulnerable enough to offer herself to me for a small favor of a $7 bag of Del Taco. She was still barely clothed, and after a week that felt like summer came early, this evening felt a bit chilly. I saw no way she would be safe tonight. I left her with a promise to go home and get her some clothes, but I drove a couple blocks away and called 9-1-1. I hope she is being cared for tonight.
In the next photo, she gave me a smile.
"Heeeyyyyy, Myra! What's shakin'?"
"Eitan, you dolt! We're studying for our AP tests! Out, out, ouutttttt!"
"No reason to be treatin' me like that! Uncool! Especially after I helped you get that A in your Calc. test!"
"I don't have time for this, Eitan! If I get a freakin 2 on my AP Chem test tomorrow, you are sooooooo going to get it! Scram!"
"Yeesh, you're a mess when you're stressed...it's kind of cute."
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So I've got AP testing this next couple of weeks, with AP Chem front-and-center tomorrow! :D I should be studying but I figure it's best to relax than cram and stress myself out even more...I'll get what I get. Frankly, I care more about APUSH (Friday) and APENG (next Wednesday). Thus, I won't be as active here for awhile. Wish me luck!
Western Gulls, Larus occidentalis. There's a story in these three adjacent pictures. When I first started looking at this rock, the chicks were hidden on the far side. What caught my attention was the squabble between the two adult gulls. I believe the squabble was the gull parent telling the other gull it was too close to its chicks and to scram.
SCENE ONE, Streets of Manhattan
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Peter Parker fled into an alley (as he always does), and tried to get his suit on. He couldn't. The black suit wasn't coming on, it just wasn't...
Peter's brain: What's happening?
His mind suddenly went blank, and he passed out in the alley... His brain slowly filled with black and white images, such as ones of Aunt May, Mary Jane, and... Uncle Ben. The flipped past him like camera footage, but the images got slower, and darker... He woke up, with the suit on...
Spider-Man: That was weird...
He got up, and climbed up a building...
Spider-Man: This suit... This is the reason I've been acting so different... So obvious, how could I have been so stupid? I need to get it off...
In the distance, heard the sound of a church bell, loudly dinging... The suit forced him to cover his ears, as parts of the suit jolted outwards, strangely...
Peter's brain: It doesn't like loud noises... I need to get over there.
And so he swung over to the church, the bell playing a loud melody...
Suit: Stop... Stop it!!!
Peter held his ears again...
Suddenly, all Peter could see was darkness...
SCENE TWO, Peter's Mind
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Peter looked down, and saw a black and white version of himself, no suit on... Slowly, the black fluid making up the suit crawled from the ground, onto Peter, slowly going upward...
Peter: What... are you?
Venom: *deep breath*... Fine, I'll give you some backstory...
An odd Spider-Man like head came from the darkness, it looked like the black suit's head but with a mouth, which widened, revealing a large screen... A space shuttle appeared on the screen.
Venom: Your boss, J. Jonah Jameson, has a son, John Jameson, is an astronaut. He road this very shuttle.
The screen zoomed in on the shuttle, revealing the black fluid, stuck to the side.
Venom: Our species managed to make our way onto that shuttle, and take ourselves to earth. But what are out species?
The screen flipped to another image, showing multiple black suit like creatures, all fighting each other.
Venom: We are the symbiotes. Or, in our language, the "Khra-shali", and we thrived on slaughter.
It then flipped to an image of a symbiote crawling onto a human being.
Venom: However, our bodies decay. So, we need hosts to help us slaughter. We used you, but you failed your cause. You did not kill a single person, therefor, punishment is in order.
Peter: W-...What kind of punishment?
The screen vanished, and the head went closer to Peter.
Venom: The kind we thrived on.
It opened its mouth, as black webbing stuck Peter's feet and hands to the ground, but he backed his head away, avoiding Venom.
Suddenly, Peter's sense tingled, as a man walked over behind him, and put his hand on Peter's shoulder.
Man: Leave the kid alone.
Peter turned his head... It's... It's...
Peter: Uncle Ben!
Venom: What? Where did you come from.
Uncle Ben: You simply underestimated this kids willpower... And now you must be... Well, "punished."
Venom turned to a giant, hulking figure, and blasted a ray of darkness towards Ben from his hand. Uncle Ben stuck out his own hand, and blasted a ray of light!
Venom: How are you doing that... Stop it!
Uncle Ben: Sorry to break it to ya', but you're out numbered.
Several familiar faces appeared behind Ben and Peter... MJ, Gwen, Harry, Ned, J. Jonah Jameson, Flash Thompson, Betty Brant, Curt Connors, Aunt May, Eddie Brock, and Norman Osborn.
Uncle Ben: Now scram.
All of the people behind Ben and Peter put out there hands, along with Ben, and all blasted the ray of light...
Venom: No... No!!!
Peter smirked, and put his hand out too...
Peter: Bye!
Venom: No!!!!!
All the symbiote slipped off Peter, and the darkness faded, as Peter's vision came back!
SCENE THREE, On top of the Church
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Peter stood with no suit on the church, and watched the symbiote crawl away... Peter reached for his suit, but remembered his old suit got destroyed.
Peter: Ah, damn it!
He slowly crawled down the back of the church, quietly, no one noticed. He then proceeded to walk home...
SCENE FOUR, Peter's House, Hours later
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After coming home, Peter started work on his new suit. Peter used a drill to make holes in a mask, to attach new movable eyes onto. Aunt May heard him...
Aunt May, from the other room: What you working on?
Peter: School project!
He slowly and carefully painted a web pattern on the mask, shirt, gloves and boots... He added a rubber spider logo on the chest, and rather hidden web fluid holders...
Peter's brain: Perfect.
SCENE FIVE, Streets of Manhattan
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After finally finishing his suit, Peter did one more swing around the city...
Spider-Man: Hey hey!
Civilian on the sidewalk: You go, Spidey!
Other civilian: Ay, beat it, menace!!!
Peter's brain: Eh, you win some, you lose some.
Spider-Man: Woo hoo! I am the spectacular Spider-Man!
He swung one final time into the sunset, finishing off his day...
~Madam Web
She had a fast jetbike
On the Mars turnpike
She was the only woman I ever felt alike
She had GHL eyes
Telling me no lies
Knockin' me out with those Centaurian thighs
With my suit in repair
I was fighting for air
She told me to scram but I was already there
'Cause the crew was packing
The moon was quaking
My back was aching
I wasn't braking and you -
You sent me aaaall niiiight loooong
Working overtime
On the delivery line
She was one of a kind, she's just mine all mine
Wanted no delay
Just another relay
Sign the package gone and came back for pay
I was working logistics
making daring ballistics
to get the best total timing statistics
'Cause the crew was packing
The moon was quaking
My back was aching
I wasn't braking and you -
You sent me aaaall niiiight loooong
(to AC/DC's "you shook me all night long")
The Scram is a more 'on road' type bike, unlike my Himmy which is a more 'off road' type bike. Both will do both but I wanted to see/feel how the Scram would cope with some gentle but damp off roading!
Had both sunshine and a couple of showers on my 180(s)miles out on the hired RE Scram the other day..
forestryandland.gov.scot/visit/forest-parks/queen-elizabe...
Pssst...wake up....its March first!
Is it Spring yet?
Ummm, no but I am ushering in the new month....
Scram. Not getting up until I see grass and leaves.
The fledgling bluebird seems to be trying to say something to this female cardinal. I suspect it goes something like this: "These seeds are mine. Scram!" ... or maybe ... You're not my mommie but would you please feed me?"
Competition for a mate seemed to be in full swing at the Marsh.
After both swimming around the female for a while, it was time for one of them to go.
"Clancy, where are you? It's getting dark, time to come in!
...Clancy...is that you?"
Goood eeevening. Count Clancy, at your service, aah aah aah aah.
"Dude, awesome cape! Uhhh...is that a coffin?"
Scram, Dad, or I'll make you a minion.
"You'll never get rid of me for less than two minion."
Be gone, fool, your mortal soul is in grave peril!
"All right, that's it, in the house."
But Dad, I haven't bitten anyone yet.
"Clancy, are you sure you can handle the eternal responsibilities of being a vampire? You'd have to seriously answer for tracking any blood through the house. And anyway, you're not allowed out after dark. And you can forget about hamburger or chicken or snacks-"
Wait, no hamburger or chicken or snacks?
"Only blood for you, CC."
Dad, my stomach feels funny. You know what would help?
"A piece of rawhide dipped in ketchup?"
Aah aah aah aah.
"Stop that."
I meant a hug.
"Oh. How sweet...okay, Clancy, let go of my neck."
Sorry. Old habits die hard.
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Mer Bleue Bog, Ottawa, Ontario
314. Clancy, 4yrs 48wks
EXPLORE Clancy: www.flickr.com/photos/130722340@N04/albums/72157656171825332
Clancy's YEARBOOK 5: www.flickr.com/photos/130722340@N04/albums/72157675110790161
MONOCHROME Clancy: www.flickr.com/photos/130722340@N04/albums/72157655760302498
It's remarkable how seagulls tolerate proximity to humans. People and seagulls have always shared the sands on ocean side of the beach approach here. The gulls are so relaxed that they often settle right down on the sand by the roadside to nap in the sun. Light sleepers, gulls can sense footfalls and will scram the moment someone gets too close.
Ocean Park, Washington.
**Berlin: City of Smoke by Jason Lutes**
Zoe Foodiboo: Web, wanna tell us what the book was about?
bibiche Chant: hallo dear
Zoe Foodiboo: Hi Bibi
Zoe Foodiboo: Hi Lauren
Zoe Foodiboo: wb Augusta
webspelunker Ghostraven: Sure!
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Hello Bibi!
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): WB Augusta :))
Lauren Keiyrti: Helo, Zoe :)
Bror Jacob Boberg (bejiblueman Resident): Hello Augusta
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): Hallo wieder alle
bibiche Chant: hallo!!
webspelunker Ghostraven: Today, we're doing Book II of Berlin: City of smoke
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): /me nods
Maddie (MaddieGraceGearz Resident): Will this be in voice or text?
webspelunker Ghostraven: A graphic novel set in Berlin after the blutmai riots...
Zoe Foodiboo: text
Maddie (MaddieGraceGearz Resident): Thank you
webspelunker Ghostraven: Has everyone either read or know of the book?
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): in 1929
Zoe Foodiboo: I reread it this morning.
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): i read it
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): yes
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): yes
webspelunker Ghostraven: Excellent!
Panny (Panny Bakerly): I read it a while ago.
Bror Jacob Boberg (bejiblueman Resident): I've heard about it, but haven't had the possibilty to read it yet
Emily Theriac (THX1138 Theriac): i have read the first book just started the second;)
Zoe Foodiboo: Perfect timing - it covered the year after Blutmai
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): /me nods
Maddie (MaddieGraceGearz Resident): I have them both on order but they haven't arrived yet.
webspelunker Ghostraven: I found the stark B&W pictures and the light use of text very powerful..
Emily Theriac (THX1138 Theriac): yes i agree web
webspelunker Ghostraven: You'll enjoy them Maddie!
Zoe Foodiboo: ((we can have another discussion in a few weeks once you've read them Emily & Maddie))
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): I agree Web
webspelunker Ghostraven: We can!
Zoe Foodiboo: You really see what life was like for real people in Berlin.
Emily Theriac (THX1138 Theriac): ((okies ty Zoe))
Patrice Cournoyer: hello all!
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): I felt it was slower paced than the first
Maddie (MaddieGraceGearz Resident): Thank you
Zoe Foodiboo: So many people struggling. No food at all.
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): Guten Abend!
webspelunker Ghostraven: I find with graphic novels I spend more time with the scene than the story...
Zoe Foodiboo: Hi Patty
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): I never thought I would enjoy a graphic novel to be honest
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): yes it would have been a huge inspiration to me when building berlin if I had read it before I build the sim :)
Panny (Panny Bakerly): This is the first graphic novel for me.
webspelunker Ghostraven: I do regret Book III has not been written yet...
Zoe Foodiboo: I could see our Berlin sim in the pictures of the book though. Both reflect the time quite accurately, yeah?
webspelunker Ghostraven: I was reminded of 1920's Berlin as I read it...
Patrice Cournoyer: I am hoping for Book III but I think its taking him a long time
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): the book made me feel really stupid because I kept thinking; "Oh yes I experienced that as well" because ive seen it in sl
webspelunker Ghostraven: Maybe Lutes visited first!
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): yes they did Zoe
Emily Theriac (THX1138 Theriac): so there will be a book 3?
webspelunker Ghostraven: No one knows.
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): I hope so
Zoe Foodiboo: I would be surprised if he hadn't.
Emily Theriac (THX1138 Theriac): /me nods
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): ha i did see some people in the book who reminded me of SL'ers
webspelunker Ghostraven: I've checked the author's website, he's doing other projects.
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): it could be City of Steel
Zoe Foodiboo: Marthe, the woman from the wealthy family kinda reminded me of Augusta
webspelunker Ghostraven: Well, SL is a form of a graphic novel...
webspelunker Ghostraven: Oh,?
bibiche Chant: me/waves to patrice
Patrice Cournoyer: hiya Bibi
webspelunker Ghostraven: Augusta what do you have to say for yourself?
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): /me smiles
bibiche Chant: /me waves to patrice
Panny (Panny Bakerly): Augusta is a bit more fancier than Marthe
Zoe Foodiboo: Someone from a wealthy family who moved to Berlin and is discovering all the city has to offer.
Maddie (MaddieGraceGearz Resident): /me smiles to the lady next to her
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): looks at Augusta in a whole new way
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): That would be Augusta....
webspelunker Ghostraven: Does anyone else see themselves in the book?
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): It was quite interesting. Book I is focused on lower class life. II is showing more upper class life in Berlin.
Zoe Foodiboo: Well, not the s-e-x part....just the experience of being in a metropolis and having a shift in perspective.
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): ohyes, of course!
Zoe Foodiboo: /me grins
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): I thought it had two distinct classes
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): (( I didn't get that far this time! ))
Patrice Cournoyer: I like the woman who ends up with the Jazz man
webspelunker Ghostraven: I thought so too, Sara.
Zoe Foodiboo: Two distinct classes?
Zoe Foodiboo: Not more?
Emily Theriac (THX1138 Theriac): ohh i have some reading to catch up on!
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): there were the workers....downtrodden ...hungry
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): Oh is he like Herr Boberg?
Zoe Foodiboo: /me nods
Panny (Panny Bakerly): The one that left in the end, Patrice?
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): and the socialites
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): clubbing...petting parties
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): drugs
webspelunker Ghostraven: The artist caught that very well I thought..
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): S-E-X
Zoe Foodiboo: petting parties!
Bror Jacob Boberg (bejiblueman Resident): (( i'm ordering both stones and smoke now, i have to read them :) ))
Emily Theriac (THX1138 Theriac): hehe zoe
Zoe Foodiboo: /me leans and covers the little girl's ears
webspelunker Ghostraven: The petty acts of cruelty...
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): I heard Frau Jo was hosting one of those next month
webspelunker Ghostraven: The police with the small boy...
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): (( you will enjoy them! ))
Zoe Foodiboo: lol
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): oi
Panny (Panny Bakerly): /me giggles
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): but it could be rumor
Zoe Foodiboo: watch out, you're within slapping range
Panny (Panny Bakerly): Maybe it's her twin
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): yikes...I forgot !
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): when I organise a petting party, I mean the kind of petting that gets you ended up in the hospital with a black eye
Zoe Foodiboo: It was heartbreaking, what happened to Gundrun's daughter
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): laughs
Zoe Foodiboo: what was her name again?
Zoe Foodiboo: Sylvia?
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): it was
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Sylvia
Emily Theriac (THX1138 Theriac): gosh im still getting over what happened to gundrun:(
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): but I kind of thought it would be that way all along
Zoe Foodiboo: you could see what an orphan's life is truly like
webspelunker Ghostraven: Did anyone feel the inevitability of the story?
webspelunker Ghostraven: Especially with the centennial of the start of WWI this week?
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): why yes Web...I did :)
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): Today actually...
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Yes
Emily Theriac (THX1138 Theriac): yep me to web;)
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): but I was surprised at how Marthe fell for Anna
webspelunker Ghostraven: Even though I know how it ends...
Zoe Foodiboo: Yes, you could really see the impact of the Great War
webspelunker Ghostraven: I kept saying "Get out, get out!"
webspelunker Ghostraven: Why Sara?
webspelunker Ghostraven: Given the times and the turmoil?
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): because there was no interest until the party
Zoe Foodiboo: And I could understand why that older couple decided to vote for the National Socialists
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): and I had hoped that Marthe had more to go on than great sex
Zoe Foodiboo: Sara!
Zoe Foodiboo: s-e-x!
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): reaching back towards the familiar, Zoe?
Patrice Cournoyer: did you read the first book Sara?
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): ooops!
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): S-E-X
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): yes Patrice
Panny (Panny Bakerly): /me giggles
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): Marthe had a relationship yes
Zoe Foodiboo: Yes, Augusta. Longing for stability, order.
Zoe Foodiboo: Familiarity.
Patrice Cournoyer: I thought the attraction was there then
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): did oyu?
webspelunker Ghostraven: Did the characters seem real?
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): I didn't see it...but maybe
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): i dont just pretend to be old fashioned and a prude, I am one, so I also understood how the more conservative people were very uncomfortable with the wild side of the weimar republic
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): yes the characters all felt real to me
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): and isn't that what makes a good book?..when you feel the characters?
Bror Jacob Boberg (bejiblueman Resident): it is
Bror Jacob Boberg (bejiblueman Resident): when you feel you are part of the story
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): /me nods
webspelunker Ghostraven: Yes, Frau Jo, I too see that but looking back from today, I see how that was a mistake, a big one!
Zoe Foodiboo: I'm not old fashioned but the gap between the socialites and the rest of characters was appalling.
webspelunker Ghostraven: But that's reality..
webspelunker Ghostraven: That's why we have the KPD!
webspelunker Ghostraven: And Marx!
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): yeah its kind of discusting to see the ddecadence and fun while people starve
Zoe Foodiboo: they were a bunch of thugs
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): yes
Zoe Foodiboo: and disorganized
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): and I think that was the larger story
webspelunker Ghostraven: Sara's right...
Panny (Panny Bakerly): I thought it was kind of neat that the band members got theirs.
Panny (Panny Bakerly): A little justice
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): how things liek that set Germany up for it's politics
webspelunker Ghostraven: Uncle Joe and the Comintern had a lot to answer for.
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): neither extreme worked
Eloise (EloiseSchiltzen Resident): (Perhaps worth pointing out that we're heading in the wrong direction these days, with the wealth gap between the top and the bottom the largest it's been since, I believe, the late 1920s.)
webspelunker Ghostraven: Agreed.
Zoe Foodiboo: /me nods
webspelunker Ghostraven: Bingo Eloise!
Bror Jacob Boberg (bejiblueman Resident): and we never learn from history or from our previous mistakes
Bror Jacob Boberg (bejiblueman Resident): that is what makes us humans
webspelunker Ghostraven: The victims learn!
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): the problem is always that people are frustrated, unhappy and sometimes a party offers them a easy fix that ALWAYS turns out to be the opposite of easy
Panny (Panny Bakerly): we repeat history
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): the problem is that people think history is irrelevant to their lives
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): that is why you should never vote for a party that just protests
Zoe Foodiboo: never an easy fix
webspelunker Ghostraven: AvN's right (as usual)
Zoe Foodiboo: Yes, Augusta
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): unless I one day start a party, then you should vote for my easy fix
Zoe Foodiboo: I think social media in some ways makes people think even less about history, etc.
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Yes, that's true, Jo.
Panny (Panny Bakerly): Yes Zoe
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): people share pictures an stories without even checking if they are true
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): they do
Panny (Panny Bakerly): They don't know how to check, Jo.
webspelunker Ghostraven: Do they even care!
Zoe Foodiboo: Everyone is so focused on themselves, it breaks down community. Not in our case, of course.
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): in the UK some far right party posts pictures of sad puppies who have been abandoned and everyone shares them not realising they are spreading the right wing politics as well
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): and everyone is outraged over false stories while the big true ones pass by unseen
Zoe Foodiboo: /me true
Eloise (EloiseSchiltzen Resident): I agree, Zoe, and to think even less about what the advertisers see as having little or no value--that is, those without money to spend.
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): agreed...so it was easy for me to see how the rhetoric in the book took shape
Zoe Foodiboo: yes, Sara
webspelunker Ghostraven: The attention span is shortening...
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): and also.....the characters were recognizable.....but harder for me to keep names to
webspelunker Ghostraven: whispers: The masses want instant gratification!
Panny (Panny Bakerly): There isn't any, Web
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Yes, actually, me, too, Sara :)
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): is online.
Panny (Panny Bakerly): People are too busy playing with their mobile devices
webspelunker Ghostraven: Are they Everyman?
Zoe Foodiboo: The characters in the book made me want to create an alt....there were so many different storylines in the book.
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): people today are more educated but also more individualistic and less idealistic
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): yes the people are so interesting
Zoe Foodiboo: That's very true, Frau Jo.
Eloise (EloiseSchiltzen Resident): (Very well put, Frau Jo.)
Panny (Panny Bakerly): I don't know if I completely agree with that, Jo
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): well people want what tehy want...and want it now
webspelunker Ghostraven: Yes, Jo, ideals are dead for this time.
Zoe Foodiboo: like all the homeless, and struggling workers....I'd like to see more of those types in our Berlin.
webspelunker Ghostraven: Instant gratification, Sara!
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): nothing personal but I like those kinds of people more than the pretty ladies and dashing gentlemen we mostly see in SL
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Yes, agree, Zoe.
webspelunker Ghostraven: Hey, what about me?
Zoe Foodiboo: you're too pretty Web
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Those books showed me what I wanted to know.
Zoe Foodiboo: :P
webspelunker Ghostraven: I'm homeless and unemployed!
Zoe Foodiboo: You don't look homeless
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): you are the fairest of all Web lol
Zoe Foodiboo: and you're not unemployed, you work at the library!
Zoe Foodiboo: Hi Sasa!
webspelunker Ghostraven: I always work at my appearance!
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): :))
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): I am the one with no job
webspelunker Ghostraven: Marx had to pawn his clothes!
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): Hello folks
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): hallo Sasa !
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): hallo noch wieder
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Hello Sasa
Bror Jacob Boberg (bejiblueman Resident): Hi Sasa
Zoe Foodiboo: Never mind the fact that I pay you in schnapps
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): Guten Abend!
bibiche Chant: i haven't any job me too
Eloise (EloiseSchiltzen Resident): Hallo, Sasa. :)
webspelunker Ghostraven: But, I'm a revolutionary!
Eloise (EloiseSchiltzen Resident): /me gasps!
Zoe Foodiboo: you're something all right
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): perhaps we start an employment agency Bibi
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): is it a KPD meeting?
webspelunker Ghostraven: (And I do it well enough that I drive Jo crazy!)
Zoe Foodiboo: bookclub, doll.
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): no, it is not Sasa
Zoe Foodiboo: have a drink on the library
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): doesn't sound like that
webspelunker Ghostraven: Back to the book!
webspelunker Ghostraven: whispers: I live in the library!
Zoe Foodiboo: Yes Web? You have a question?
webspelunker Ghostraven: ;)
webspelunker Ghostraven: Was anyone surprised by the book?
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): no.....but perhaps it's because I do know the history of the time?
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): if I had read it not knowing it might have been shocking
Zoe Foodiboo: I think the drawings made the poverty seem more vivid to me
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): I'm still surprised that I enjoyed these as graphic novels
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Yes, me, too, Zoe.
webspelunker Ghostraven: I agree with Zoe...
Emily Theriac (THX1138 Theriac): yes that was the same for me Zoe
webspelunker Ghostraven: Sara, that's why we're all here!
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): agreed
Zoe Foodiboo: I was surprised at how much the drawings look like our sim.
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): i grew up with graphic novels and comic, so I didnt mind
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): me too, Zoe
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): but yes, it all felt very familiar
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): maybe the artist is an alt
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): I wanted to direct where Silvia would run too
Zoe Foodiboo: that's what I think Sasa
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): if the writer had said he has been to our sim, i would not be surprised
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): go left !
Maddie (MaddieGraceGearz Resident): So you think the author really told a true story in both books?
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): am I in them? ;)
Zoe Foodiboo: Poor Silvia....I hope she finds her way to a better life. But probably not, huh?
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Hahaha, we talked about it in the previous book club, Joe.
Zoe Foodiboo: There are prossies!
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): I don't know if it was a "true" story...but historically accurate, yes
Zoe Foodiboo: And a Pola!
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): Pola !
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): yes !
Zoe Foodiboo: and an American jazz band. We should get a jazz band.
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): I was cheering for her!
webspelunker Ghostraven: i think it was authentic...
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): Good, then i need to get hold of it
Patrice Cournoyer: I am sorry I must leave you
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): bye Patrice
Zoe Foodiboo: there's lots of nudity, sasa
webspelunker Ghostraven: Thanks for coming!
Zoe Foodiboo: and s-e-x
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): bye Patrice :)
Patrice Cournoyer: thanks for the book club Zoe.. I got a couple of snaps
bibiche Chant: bye
Emily Theriac (THX1138 Theriac): bye patrrice
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): I think we work on authenticity here, and the author did as well
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): even better
Zoe Foodiboo: bye Patty!
Patrice Cournoyer: ((for FB))
Maddie (MaddieGraceGearz Resident): Bye Ms Patrice
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): i am thinking about getting a negro jazz band
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): hallo Nemo
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): tschau Patrice!
Zoe Foodiboo: Hallo Nemo!
Eloise (EloiseSchiltzen Resident): Take care, Patrice. :)
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): Guten Abend!
Zoe Foodiboo: I think that would be great Frau Jo
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): Auf wiedersehen!
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Gute Nacht Patrice
Nemo Nimbus: Goedenavond
webspelunker Ghostraven: I found the nudity and s-e-x tame.
Nemo Nimbus: Gute Nacht
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): why are you spelling it out?
webspelunker Ghostraven: whispers: Zoe has us doing it!
Zoe Foodiboo: /me points to the kid
Nemo Nimbus: Still a g rated sim
Emily Theriac (THX1138 Theriac): /me giggles
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): /me shrugs her shoulders
Nemo Nimbus: Take care
webspelunker Ghostraven: Be well!
Zoe Foodiboo: Bye Nemo
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): *waves*
Eloise (EloiseSchiltzen Resident): Bye, Nemo. :)
Penny (Penny Luckstone): /me smiles back to the lady pointing at her
webspelunker Ghostraven: What was the most important part of this story to you as readers?
Zoe Foodiboo: /me smiles and pats Penny's head
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): that kid is so small, it doesn't understand what we talk about anyway
Zoe Foodiboo: she
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): They understand Sasa
Zoe Foodiboo: /me grins at Sasa
Penny (Penny Luckstone): "it?"...... gnarls her new teeth
Emily Theriac (THX1138 Theriac): /me laughs
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): the darkness of the tiem was already seeping into the happier ones
webspelunker Ghostraven: Cool it everyone...
webspelunker Ghostraven: Stay on topic!
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): into the socialites
Bror Jacob Boberg (bejiblueman Resident): one day you'll understand children, sasa
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): there is always this dark cloud over the story, because we know whats coming
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): no one was escaping it
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): nods
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): For me, the entire feeling of the time was bit more important than the story itself.
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): yes...but I found it interesting how it was slowly creeping in
webspelunker Ghostraven: The author does capture the feeling..
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): yes Gustav !
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): that's it !
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): i think people then may have felt it too even without knowing what would come
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): I felt bad for the orphan
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): i know I feel it in our sim sometimes
Bror Jacob Boberg (bejiblueman Resident): is that because we are so fascinated about the era?
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): the socialite too
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): makes me even angrier at the nazis, not just what they did, but also what they ended when they came to power
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): it was something that one person could not overcome
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): because...I think in the story...you could feel how they knew it was all coming down
Zoe Foodiboo: That was an interesting relationship, the orphan and the Jewish homeless guy - forgot his name too.
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Everyone is living their lives in the book. But we know where and how they'll end up with. That's really hard for me to see....
Panny (Panny Bakerly): I've got to go. Toodles.
webspelunker Ghostraven: How many have these feelings when inworld at Berlin?
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): Tschau Panny
Eloise (EloiseSchiltzen Resident): (Bye, Panny.) :)
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): bye Panny
Emily Theriac (THX1138 Theriac): bye panny
webspelunker Ghostraven: TC Panny!
Zoe Foodiboo: what feelings?
Zoe Foodiboo: in our Berlin?
webspelunker Ghostraven: Yes!
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): darkness and foreboding?
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): I feel that.
webspelunker Ghostraven: Do you feel history looking over your shoulder?
webspelunker Ghostraven: Double yes!
Zoe Foodiboo: I guess this book made me think about how we can balance our partying with darker stuff
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Yes.
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): It's inevitable for me to feel that.
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): I feel directed by history when I'm in the sim
webspelunker Ghostraven: We don't do much dark here do we Jo?
Bror Jacob Boberg (bejiblueman Resident): i feel it in RL and SL
Zoe Foodiboo: I mean, I love our partying obviously.....but it made me wonder how we can rp other stuff
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): its up to the people
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): i have added more and more dark stories to the newspapers when i have the time
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Hahaha, Herr Boberg, yes, actually both in RL and SL.
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): im also going to add a permanent crime scene
Zoe Foodiboo: I like that Bruno lost his fortune
Zoe Foodiboo: that feels real
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): you do??
webspelunker Ghostraven: We have wounded vets lying in the streets?
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): you evil person!
Zoe Foodiboo: I mean, I'm not happy about it!
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): yes such a crybaby
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): I do too lol
Zoe Foodiboo: oh you know what I mean, you nuts.
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): /me giggles
Zoe Foodiboo: It's a good rp storyline is all
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): it is
Zoe Foodiboo: /me shakes her head
webspelunker Ghostraven: There are street walkers...
Zoe Foodiboo: I'd like to see more of that kind of thing.
webspelunker Ghostraven: Fallen nobility...
webspelunker Ghostraven: Yes!
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): I haven't fallen anywhere.
Zoe Foodiboo: petty crime
webspelunker Ghostraven: The dark side!
Zoe Foodiboo: fighting
webspelunker Ghostraven: Sensitive, aren't we?
Zoe Foodiboo: loss of work, loss of income
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): also when i rebuild the brothel I will make it look a little darker and that whole area
bibiche Chant: goodnight all! it was very interesting
webspelunker Ghostraven: whispers: organized crime!
Zoe Foodiboo: bye bibi!
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): night Bibi
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): Tschau Bibi!
webspelunker Ghostraven: TY for coming!
Eloise (EloiseSchiltzen Resident): Night, bibi. :)
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Goodnight, Bibi!
bibiche Chant: see you!
Zoe Foodiboo: See, I think with organized crime, people tend to want to be glamourous about it.
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): The organized crime got out of control
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): the criminals we have are very keen, but not organized
Zoe Foodiboo: watching too many mob movies or something
webspelunker Ghostraven: There's a very important business aspect to it!
webspelunker Ghostraven: Al Capone's a good businessman!
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): we're Berlin, not Chicago
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): yes, it was an interesting experiment, but it didn't really fit Berlin
Zoe Foodiboo: Yes! That's what I mean, Augusta :)
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): i want the criminals we saw in 'M'
Zoe Foodiboo: /me nods
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): the beggars, thieves, thugs
Bror Jacob Boberg (bejiblueman Resident): child murderers?
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): yes
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): we need Mo Galewarden back
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): dirty, evil, but cool
webspelunker Ghostraven: But what about Mr. Big?
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Mr. Big?
Zoe Foodiboo: well, proper villians. Not models in suits.
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Ah, yes, sorry.
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): but we want to get more kids to Berlin -- that will scare them off
webspelunker Ghostraven: The criminal element organizes to fight back!
Zoe Foodiboo: Like Mo. Or Happy. Or Kungler.
Eloise (EloiseSchiltzen Resident): /me decides after all this scary talk to build a higher gate around her house!
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): ive tried to get crime started in berlin several times but somehow it never quite worked
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): not really Augusta
webspelunker Ghostraven: Let's talk Jo...
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): its a bit the same with the kids
Zoe Foodiboo: Crime will scare off the kids?
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): they show up but then we need to keep them coming back
webspelunker Ghostraven: whispers: Being a failed revolutionary is getting tiring!
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): ther eis no way to break a window in Berlin
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): if you kill children?
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): I am going to work on 'stealable' stuff btw
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): ther eis no one to rob when I'm there
Zoe Foodiboo: oh! no, I don't want to start murdering children.
webspelunker Ghostraven: Break windows?
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): Oh I had my window on Bruderstrasse broken once
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): but we need anothter kind of crime
webspelunker Ghostraven: I'm talking rackets, extortion, kidnapping...
Eloise (EloiseSchiltzen Resident): (I'd be happy to help with any roleplay, Frau Jo, I'd even--gasps!--create an alt for crime, if it would be helpful.) :)
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): how about muggings?
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): yes !
Maddie (MaddieGraceGearz Resident): Stealing food is good..... I'm always hungry.
Zoe Foodiboo: muggings would be great! I was mugged once.
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): exactly Jo
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): might be a nice way to make a few lindens
Zoe Foodiboo: by Kungler.
Bror Jacob Boberg (bejiblueman Resident): how do you mug without windows?
Zoe Foodiboo: walking on the street
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): I know a girl who tried to steal a chicken in Berlin
Bror Jacob Boberg (bejiblueman Resident): sorry without WEAPONS
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): or just street fights
Bror Jacob Boberg (bejiblueman Resident): not windows
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): but couldn't get it out of the window
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): you can use a knife
Zoe Foodiboo: actually, I was sitting in the park with Myf and Kungler held us up
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): or a truncheon!
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): brute force Herr Boberg
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): I got the same club the police has
webspelunker Ghostraven: You folks have no idea what crime is all about!
Bror Jacob Boberg (bejiblueman Resident): i don't look fierce enough for that
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): no, you are far too nice
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): buy a scar ;)
webspelunker Ghostraven: Groan...
Zoe Foodiboo: Lots of crimes motivated by hunger, Web.
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): that's why we need Mo back
Zoe Foodiboo: Mo!
webspelunker Ghostraven: Yes, but I'm talking at another level!
Zoe Foodiboo: what level?
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): he is more horny than hungry
Zoe Foodiboo: lol
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): there is also a gambling den in berlin
Zoe Foodiboo: true
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): in the nussbaum backroom
Zoe Foodiboo: but that's part of his schtick
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): sorrry i mean h-o-r-n-y
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): we could gather there do some.... betting ;)
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): laughs
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Yes, I saw that.
Zoe Foodiboo: /me laughs
webspelunker Ghostraven: I mean multinational, millions of dollars!
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): he did go crazy with that gun and the absinthe the one time
Zoe Foodiboo: Sasa, you're the best.
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): i know
Eloise (EloiseSchiltzen Resident): (LOL) :)
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): but thanks for noticing
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): /me giggles
Zoe Foodiboo: No, I'd leave that to Chicago, Web.
Bror Jacob Boberg (bejiblueman Resident): so modest
webspelunker Ghostraven: Book,people, book people!
Zoe Foodiboo: huh?
Emily Theriac (THX1138 Theriac): hehe web
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): we ARE talking about the book!
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): i think people think too big when they want to reenact crime
Zoe Foodiboo: oh, the book
webspelunker Ghostraven: What we're here for Zoe!
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): we dont need shootouts and bank robberies
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): throws her book at Web
webspelunker Ghostraven: What?
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): but mugging, pick pockets, beggars, people fighting in the streets
Zoe Foodiboo: I want crimes like in the book. You're so hungry you mug someone or steal from Morgy or something.
webspelunker Ghostraven: /me ducks
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): pfffffft
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): you want more Elvinas?
webspelunker Ghostraven: That's no way to treat a book!
webspelunker Ghostraven: Zoe, fine her!
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Yes, we want more Elvinas :)
Emily Theriac (THX1138 Theriac): she was here last night!
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): no, watching out for Elvina is more than enough work for me
Zoe Foodiboo: people who wouldn't ordinarily steal but because of the times and they're so hungry, they're driven to commit crimes. petty ones.
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): exactly Zoe
webspelunker Ghostraven: That's not crime according to Marx..
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): /me nods
Emily Theriac (THX1138 Theriac): she chated with me and mo for abit and tried to steal some liqquor
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): and the book ( see Web) does bring that out
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): who asked Marx?!
Zoe Foodiboo: I don't think we need glamourous mob stuff
Zoe Foodiboo: that's for Chicago
webspelunker Ghostraven: merely redistribution of stolen goods!
Zoe Foodiboo: those meanies
webspelunker Ghostraven: Hey, watch what you say about those guys!
Zoe Foodiboo: Marx? Oh I thought she said Max.
webspelunker Ghostraven: They defined a generation!
Bror Jacob Boberg (bejiblueman Resident): also more "normal" people with more or less hidden problems in life
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): Yeah, tell me about it. Cicero will never be the same.
webspelunker Ghostraven: I said Marx as in Karl Marx!
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): i like that most of berlin is already more about normal day to day stuff
Eloise (EloiseSchiltzen Resident): (Why isn't that crime to Marx? One poor person impinging upon the liberties of another impoverished person would be a crime, wouldn't it?)
Bror Jacob Boberg (bejiblueman Resident): those are the ones that make those small crimes because they feel that they have to
Zoe Foodiboo: bah, our Max is much more interesting.
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Hmmmm, hidden problems?
webspelunker Ghostraven: Thank heavens for AvN!
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): Oh no
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Ah I see.
webspelunker Ghostraven: 10 minute warning!
Bror Jacob Boberg (bejiblueman Resident): or maybe "issues" is a more suitable word than "problems"
Zoe Foodiboo: Speaking of Max, it's almost time for El D. Any last thoughts before we go get drunk and stare at boobies?
webspelunker Ghostraven: Who'd like to speak who hasn't yet?
Emily Theriac (THX1138 Theriac): hehe Zoe
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): /me nods to Herr Boberg
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): oh eldo
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): forgot about that!
Zoe Foodiboo: er, b-o-o-b-i-e-s
Sasa Steigerwald (SasaSteigerwald Resident): i must be getting ill
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): Zoe! Spell that!
Emily Theriac (THX1138 Theriac): i have to go for abit bye every one:)
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): folks, I have to go, shout pervert at sonatta before the eldo opens
webspelunker Ghostraven: by Emily!
Frau Jo Yardley (Jo Yardley): thanks for organising this!
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): bye Emily
Zoe Foodiboo: Thanks for coming everyone!
Eloise (EloiseSchiltzen Resident): Bye, Sasa and everyone departing, I should run, too, but only to see everyone very shortly!
webspelunker Ghostraven: Thanks all!
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): ye sI have to go too
Zoe Foodiboo: Well, I'm glad I made it. This was fun.
webspelunker Ghostraven: It was!
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): I enjoy these discussions!
Eloise (EloiseSchiltzen Resident): This rocks, Zoe, thank you. :)
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Yes, this was.
webspelunker Ghostraven: A good crowd!
Penny (Penny Luckstone): Herr Web, now you show Penny da piktures?
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Thank you very much.
Eloise (EloiseSchiltzen Resident): /me smiles and waves to everyone!
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): thank you all so much
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): it was great to talk with you
Zoe Foodiboo: Penny, you have given us a good idea.
webspelunker Ghostraven: Scram kid, yer bothering me!
Zoe Foodiboo: Maybe we should have a storytime for the kids at the library. Augusta used to do something similar at school.
Zoe Foodiboo: Web!
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): Web, be nice to the little sones!
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): *ones
webspelunker Ghostraven: What?
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): picks her book up and throws it twice as hard at Web
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): it's a kid !
Zoe Foodiboo: /me throws peanuts at Web
Penny (Penny Luckstone): /me hides by da nice lady here
webspelunker Ghostraven: I don't do them well!
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Gosh, I mixed up with Penny and Panny
Bror Jacob Boberg (bejiblueman Resident): some age difference
Zoe Foodiboo: /me grins at Gustav
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): I will start the story again when school starts in the fall
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): see you all later
Maddie (MaddieGraceGearz Resident): This was really great! Thank you.
Saraphen Calliope (Saraphen Resident): waves
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): Max und Moritz -- if we can get new kids
Zoe Foodiboo: I hope to see you two in Berlin, Maddie and Penny
webspelunker Ghostraven: any last words!
Maddie (MaddieGraceGearz Resident): Is there a list of the books you've already read?
Zoe Foodiboo: We have school on Sundays at noon SLT
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): Yes, very nice to meet you!
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): well, it will start again in the fall
Zoe Foodiboo: On Goodreads, Maddie.
Zoe Foodiboo: Let me get you a link
Maddie (MaddieGraceGearz Resident): Thank you
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): we've read some great books!
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): I think we should do Artificial Silk Girl again
Zoe Foodiboo: We sure have!
Zoe Foodiboo: Let me get you a link to Augusta's blogpost about the bookclub.
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): /me smiles
Gustav von Rosenheim (gustav2005 Resident): Well, I'm going to Eldo. See you around there. Thanks for organizing the book club. It was really fun :)
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): /me hands Penny an animal cracker
Bror Jacob Boberg (bejiblueman Resident): thank you friends, this was very interesting, and i look forward to read the books
Penny (Penny Luckstone): Tank you Ma'am.
Zoe Foodiboo: www.goodreads.com/group/show/66935-1920s-berlin-buchgemei...
Augusta Carolina Maria v.Nassau (gardengirl Resident): you are welcome, Liebchen!
Prologue: A long time ago, Wade Wilson was your average man. He had a girlfriend, a house, a job, everything normal. Somehow, he was-
Deadpool: Shut the f#ck up, lady!
Y-...You can hear me.
Deadpool: Yeah, I can. Now scram, this is my story.
SCENE ONE, Wade's Apartment
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Deadpool paced in circles, full costume, in his apartment. He than began shooting his pistol at the ceiling.
Deadpool: What did I just say, b#tch?!
Weasel: W-Who are you talking too?
Weasel was Deadpool's best friend, who lived with him in the apartment-
Deadpool: Ugh, I'm just gonna ignore ya'. I'll just keep pacing in circles, frantically.
Weasel: Why are you doing that, what's wrong?
Deadpool: What's wrong? Do I look worried?
Weasel: ...You look like a ball sack with a red and black sock dangling on it.
Deadpool: Eh, fair enough. Basically, I just got off the phone. Some guy named Ajax is mad cause I was set up to kill one of his guys, which I did, flawlessly.
Weasel: Okay?
Deadpool: Eh, shut up, what I'm freaking out about is that one of 'is guys is coming to kill you.
Weasel: What the f#ck?! Why?
Deadpool: I may have written a note on that guys body saying "If you really want to hurt my feelings you should kidnap my best friend Weasel".
Weasel: Why on earth would you write that.
Deadpool: Well, it's better than me dying, I'm important and sh#t.
Weasel: That means nothing! You can't die, remember!?
Deadpool fell on his knees...
Deadpool: Sorry, sorry! God, I f#cking suck.
They both heard someone knocking at the door...
Weasel: ...Sh#t.
Deadpool: Okay, you hide in the shower, I'll kill myself!
Weasel: Why would you kill yourself?!
Deadpool: Why not?
Weasel: Okay, okay fine!
Weasel ran behind the show curtain and sat down, while Deadpool shot himself in the head with a pistol, and fell over, blood covering the floor.
Deadpool: *cough*... P-perfect...
The door slammed open, revealing a pizza delivery guy.
Pizza Delivery: Someone ordered a pizza?
Deadpool got up...
Deadpool: Oooh, pizza!
Pizza Delivery: Just need somebody to sign this.
He pulled out a note pad, with a pen. Weasel ran in...
Weasel: That's my pizza, I ordered it.
Deadpool whispered over to Weasel...
Deadpool, whispering: Why didn't you get tacos?
Weasel, whispering: Where the f#ck would I get tacos?
Weasel signed his name... The pizza delivery pulled off a fake mustache, opened the pizza box, revealing a gun!
Pizza Delivery: Boom, I'm not a f#cking pizza delivery guy, I work for Ajax!
Weasel's eyes opened, wide...
Weasel: Holy sh#t, but I ordered a pizza!
Deadpool: Oh my f#ck, Ajax owns the pizzeria.
The real pizza delivery guy walks up behind Ajax's goon...
Pizza Delivery: Pizza time!
Ajax's goon grabbed the gun, turned around, and killed the pizza guy!
Deadpool: Oh my f#ck, he killed him!
Goon: And now I'm gonna kill you... After I do this.
He grabbed a sack out of his pocket, put it over Weasels head, through him into his car, and drove off!
Deadpool: Oh f#ck f#ck f#ck...
Deadpool put his mask on, and ran after the car!
Deadpool: You can't run from me, mother f#cker! Gimme back my Weasel!!!
The goon peaked his arm through the car window, shot Deadpool in the head with a revolver, causing Deadpool to fall over.
Deadpool: Ah... Sh#t.
SCENE TWO, Ajax's base, An Hour Later
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Ajax's goon sits Weasel on a chair, and pulls the sack off of his head...
Weasel: Ugh...
Ajax spins around in his chair...
Ajax: Hello hello, Weasel.
Weasel: H-...Hi.
Ajax: You're mutant friend... He's going to die tonight. Do you know that?
Weasel: I guess I know that now, after you said it.
Ajax: I want you to be scared... I want you to be horrified... I want you to fear me. Got it, jackass?
Weasel: Understood.
Weasel smirked...
Ajax: Heh... You make me laugh... But soon you won't be able to.
He pointed a gun at Weasel.
Ajax: You won't be able to do anything.
~Madam Web
Snez (by Scram) / Scram (by Snez) / Tiger / Benzo.
Joined by an interstater - my old mate Benzo - and an overseaser today: Parisian Snez.