Hey Roboticon

[PinkSkittlz]

Tech Support Request

Name: Sweet Girl
Position: blue Computer User
Priority: 19
Problem: While looking up information about jello statues on Yahoo yesterday, I think I made a mistake and deleted the Internet. At first I didn't want to tell anyone, afraid that people may think I was newbie and slow, but my conscience got the best of me, as I didn't want the youth of canada to be deprived of all the important information on jello statues freely available on the Internet.

I had the Internet on disk for awhile, but lost it when my pet horse ate the disk while I was outside surfing on my laptop. I was hoping maybe one of you had a copy of the disk. The only other person I knew who had one was my buddy H2o Roboticon, but I haven't heard from him since the incident with the shovel in his hat.

I'm sorry for the trouble this is sure to cause. I, as well as the children of canada, thank you in advance for your quick work on this matter.

[Mirage PMS]

Wow what happened? your tag and all went with it?

[Freakstylez]

Is this your pet horse?

http://moots.files.wordpress.com/2006/10/horsie.jpg

[PinkSkittlz]

omg how did you know?

[H2O Gotham]

Tech Support Query Response Message

Name: H2o Roboticon
Position: Red Tech Master
Priority: Ultimate
Answer: Dear highly esteemed customer, in light of your latest search queries in regards to jello statues we of the company have decided to do you a favor. Normally when a customer deletes the internet, we throw our hands up in the air, and we wave them like we just don't care. That's hip hop jargon for the new generation! We take pride in our new wave of customer support which is in tune with everything the new and hip generation is part of! However I digress, now, to get to your question and how we help people like you!

Usually this rectification process is divided into thirty seven unique steps, however in this one time deal we have cut that down to three steps! This is a one time deal, so make sure you do absolutely nothing incorrectly, for if you make even the slightest mistake you will have to revert to the thirty seven step program. And that would make you a very unhappy camper! Now that you are absolutely ready and prepared for the information that I have to give you, I will lay out the steps in the sequence which they are to be performed.

a) You must and without question follow the next two steps without error. It is imparitive that you do this. Untold and unspoken horrors will accompany failure to comply, along with the thirty seven step program. Some of these untold and unspoken horrors which are about to be both spoken and told include but are not limited to; the marshmallow man from that one ghost buster movie showing up at your door during an important dinner asking for a cup of sugar and three disgruntled little people will demand reparations for all the time wasted during the filming of the wizard of Oz.

g) You must ask yourself, what happened to steps b through f and all subsections of aforementioned steps.

f) Finally you must walk five hundred miles and then you must walk five hundred more, then indeed when I've confirmed that you've walked that thousand miles and have shown up at my door I will give to you a copy of the disk that you need. Then you must insert said disc into your computer. Once you have completed that the internet will be returned to you and you may enjoy searching for jello statues once more.

If there are any other questions or concerns you may direct them to our tech support office, whose hours you are rather familiar with I believe.

[PinkSkittlz]

ok now that i have my internet back. (yes i walked very very fast) i have another dilemma for you.... its a rather long story but i'm sure you have the time




It all started when our antagonizing protagonist, Sweet Girl, woke up in a haunted thicket. It was the eighth time it had happened. Feeling abundantly concerned, Sweet Girl hit a dangerous oil-soaked rag, thinking it would make her feel better (but as usual, it did not). Suddenly inspired by the wise teachings of Confuscious, she realized that her beloved Oddball was missing! Immediately she called her enemy in training, Roboticon. Sweet Girl had known Roboticon for (plus or minus) 61 years, the majority of which were enticing ones. Roboticon was unique. He was smart though sometimes a little... funny-smelling. Sweet Girl called him anyway, for the situation was urgent.

Roboticon picked up to a very nervous Sweet Girl. Roboticon calmly assured her that most albino cats yawn before mating, yet albino cats usually earnestly panic *after* mating. He had no idea what that meant; he was only concerned with distracting Sweet Girl. Why was Roboticon trying to distract Sweet Girl? Because he had snuck out from Sweet Girl's with the Oddball only three days prior. It was a sassy little Oddball... how could he resist?

It didn't take long before Sweet Girl got back to the subject at hand: her Oddball. Roboticon belched. Relunctantly, Roboticon invited her over, assuring her they'd find the Oddball. Sweet Girl grabbed her refrigerator and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Roboticon realized that he was in trouble. He had to find a place to hide the Oddball and he had to do it randomly. He figured that if Sweet Girl took the curb-jumping ghetto sled (Impala), he had take at least six minutes before Sweet Girl would get there. But if she took the Warthog? Then Roboticon would be scarcely screwed.

Before he could come up with any reasonable ideas, Roboticon was interrupted by eleven annoying Care Bears that were lured by his Oddball. Roboticon cringed; 'Not again', he thought. Feeling angered, he recklessly reached for his banana and skillfully poked every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the haunted thicket, squealing with discontent. He exhaled with relief. That's when he heard the Warthog rolling up. It was Sweet Girl.

----o0o----

As she pulled up, she felt a sense of urgency. She had had to make an unscheduled stop at Sears to pick up a 12-pack of live hand grenades, so she knew she was running late. With a calculated leap, Sweet Girl was out of the Warthog and went exotically jaunting toward Roboticon's front door. Meanwhile inside, Roboticon was panicking. Not thinking, he tossed the Oddball into a box of potatos and then slid the box behind his canoe. Roboticon was worried but at least the Oddball was concealed. The doorbell rang.

'Come in,' Roboticon exotically purred. With a mighty push, Sweet Girl opened the door. 'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some oafish self-righteous ass in a neighborhood-terrorizing crotch rocket,' she lied. 'It's fine,' Roboticon assured her. Sweet Girl took a seat about two saucy furlongs from where Roboticon had hidden the Oddball. Roboticon belched trying unsuccessfully to hide his nervousness. 'Uhh, can I get you anything?' he blurted. But Sweet Girl was distracted. Heart filled with earnest fortitude, Roboticon noticed a insensitive look on Sweet Girl's face. Sweet Girl slowly opened her mouth to speak.

'...What's that smell?'

Roboticon felt a stabbing pain in his double chin when Sweet Girl asked this. In a moment of disbelief, he realized that he had hidden the Oddball right by his oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't smell anything..!' A lie. A stupid look started to form on Sweet Girl's face. She turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's ripened avocados from when she used to have pet man-eating capybaras. She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. Sweet Girl nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Roboticon could react, Sweet Girl randomly lunged toward the box and opened it. The Oddball was plainly in view.

Sweet Girl stared at Roboticon for what what must've been nine hours. Like a drunken sailor at happy hour, Roboticon groped surreptitiously in Sweet Girl's direction, clearly desperate. Sweet Girl grabbed the Oddball and bolted for the door. It was locked. Roboticon let out a enticing chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Sweet Girl,' he rebuked. Roboticon always had been a little selfish, so Sweet Girl knew that reconciliation was not an option; she needed to escape before Roboticon did something crazy, like... start chucking gerbils at him or something. Ever so extemperaneously, she gripped her Oddball tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels.

Roboticon looked on, blankly. 'What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.' Silence from Sweet Girl. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame eight days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly he felt a tinge of concern for Sweet Girl. 'Oh. You ..okay?' Still silence. Roboticon walked over to the window and looked down. Sweet Girl was gone.

----o0o----

Just yonder, Sweet Girl was struggling to make her way through the haunted thicket behind Roboticon's place. Sweet Girl had severely hurt her taint during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength. Another pack of feral Care Bears suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the Oddball. One by one they latched on to Sweet Girl. Already weakened from her injury, Sweet Girl yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed. The last thing she saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of Care Bears running off with her Oddball.

About eight hours later, Sweet Girl awoke, her taint throbbing. It was dark and Sweet Girl did not know where she was. Deep in the broad disease-infested jungle, Sweet Girl was abnormally lost. A few freaknasty minutes later, she remembered that her Oddball was taken by the Care Bears. But at that point, she was just thankful for her life. That's when, to her horror, a big Care Bear emerged from the lemur-infested moor. It was the alpha Care Bear. Sweet Girl opened her mouth to scream but was cut short when the Care Bear sunk its teeth into Sweet Girl's taint. With a faint groan, the life escaped from Sweet Girl's lungs, but not before she realized that she was a failure.

Less than three miles away, Roboticon was entombed by anguish over the loss of the Oddball. 'MY PRECIOUS!!' he cried, as he reached for a sharpened carrot. With a careful thrust, he buried it deeply into his taint. As the room began to fade to black, he thought about Sweet Girl... wishing he had found the courage to tell her that he loved her. But he would die alone that day. All that remained was the Oddball that had turned them against each other, ultimately causing their demise. And as the dew on melancholy sappling branches began to reflect the dawn's reddish glare, all that could be heard was the chilling cry of distant Care Bears, desecrating all things sacred to virtuous men, and perpetuating an evil that would reign for centuries to come. Our heroes would've lived unhappily ever after, but they were too busy being dead. So, no one lived forever after, the end. :'(

[H2O Gotham]

Indeed highly esteemed and highly valued customer, during my twelve hour long shift I have more than enough time to deal with each concern you may have. Though you should be weary, the office has just become in synch with our Beijing branch and we are working harder than ever! Not only that, but through the liberal utilization of corporate camouflage it could be said with a certain degree of certainty that we are now the Beijing branch. To respond to your dilemma I will provide to you an equally cryptic story which when examined from all possible, plausible and even implausible angles will reveal the answer which you seek.

Once upon a time, in a land far far away, in a time long long ago, when both time and place were equidistant from the common man, making almost every detail even down the the most minute nearly intangible, there lived two teenagers with attitude; their names were Sweet Girl and Roboticon. Why their parents had chosen such "unique" names was entrenched in a logic so profound that it was beyond the scope of comprehension of the average town folk. Despite the fact that the average town folk's primary concern was whether or not the cabbage dye they used in their clothes had faded, or that the village idiot made his scheduled rounds, and these two primary concerns were strong signs of the intense limitations of their comprehensive intellect, it made nothing easier for Roboticon and Sweet Girl.

Growing up for the two was a rather difficult time. They had to deal with the children making fun of their names, creating nicknames like Robooty, Robotica, Robot-in-disguise... well perhaps it is more accurate that the poor child Roboticon had to deal with such ridiculous ridicule while Sweet Girl simply had to stay afloat in a sea of uncompromising stupidity. The pair stuck together through these hard times, finding that the probability that they were perhaps the only non moronic individuals within the village grew steadily and sometimes even exponentially greater with every mating season depending chiefly upon the reliability of the latest and greatest pregnancy control devices. (Which most of the time were more directed towards the mutilation of the male tool than the capture of his soldiers, making most products highly undesirable.)

One day however the pair encountered the village idiot, (whose name happened to be Steve) and before they could say anything Steve held out his hand as if commanding silence. Not a sound was ushered from the lips of either Roboticon or Sweet Girl, due in part to Steve's gesture and to the simple and undeniable fact that Steve was dressed in some bizarre stretchy fabric with a helmet, all specially color coordinated. The three stood in a silence that felt like it went on for hours, not even the "well this is awkward" remark was made, for none of them wanted to appear pretentious enough to make a otherwise perfectly quiet moment into an awkward one. Though as if a gift from the intangible lord above Steve spoke,

"I know you've heard the rumors, you've heard that I am the village idiot, and being as such that no one should talk to me, instead it is mandated that you should throw produce in varying states of decomposition upon me as if I were some sort of makeshift compost heap. However, I implore you to hear me out! For like you, I am also a teenager with attitude. I have watched your suffering for all these years, and the fact you've managed to remain less dense and remain afloat in a sea of stupidity is to say the very least, impressive. But enough with the small talk, I have come to bring to your attention, the appearance of a dark specter which threatens to take over the town, he calls himself the king of the hill."

Roboticon and Sweet Girl exchanged uneasy glances. Not because of the ominous news that Steve had brought to them, but because it appeared that Steve was perhaps marginally insane. Roboticon turned his gaze to the hill, the very unusual hill which sat at the center of the town, there were few who actually took notice of it, and had Steve not mentioned it, Roboticon was fairly certain that he could have lived his life without having given a second thought to the hill. Sweet Girls focus had also turned to the hill, though her concerns were more along the lines of why anyone would proclaim themselves the king of a hill, especially a hill that no one cared about, excluding Steve in his nylon suit. Roboticon was the first to speak,

"Steve, it's not that I don't believe you when you talk about this impending doom concerning a man and his unhealthy obsession with this abnormal terranious feature, but you are wearing a suit. Not to mention that it is perfectly coordinated in blue, white and black, it seems to be more like some bizzarre space age fighting uniform of some sort. I've never met a man wearing a suit such as yours that I found I could trust, even more accurately I've never met a man who would wear a suit such as the one you are wearing in public. Further more..."

With a simple wave of her arm Sweet Girl had silenced Roboticon. The look upon her face was grave, as if she had some how foretold what Steve had said in one of those dreams that people say they get before something happened to appear psychic. Turning her eyes to Roboticon for a moment she realized she had struck him in the mouth for he was low hunched over covering it with one of his hands muttering to himself in very colorful language how he was going to get her back for striking him. Turning her attention back to Steve she spoke,

"So if what you are saying is true, then that man upon the hill, that man who calls himself the king of the hill, he will go on many killing sprees, and as long as he dwells within the hill he will shout out at the top of his lungs so that all the world may hear; hail to the king! If everything you've said is true, than this village of idiots and simpletons is in grave danger, and it would be up to us to defeat the king of the hill. However, it is like Roboticon says, I've never seen someone dressed like you go out in public, and thus I am all the less inclined to believe a word that you say. And even if I did, I would not run the risk of sounding like those people who make up stories about having seen the future in their dreams."

Steve stood still, completely and utterly still, not saying a word, nor showing any reactions to anything the two had said to him. He could have very well fallen asleep, but with the dark visor of his helmet it was impossible to tell. Suddenly, Steve reached backwards in an exaggerated show of enthusiasm and energy and brought forth with an equal amount of gusto two medals encased in what appeared to be belts. Breathing heavily he thrust them forward again and again, as if he wanted them to take them from him. The pair looked at one another, and decided that instead of allowing Steve to simply thrust out to them the strange devices one more time that they should take them. Once in their hands Steve spoke once more, but this time with all the conviction he could muster, much like politicians when they discuss their platform with potential voters.

"At long last, the medals have found their rightful owners! Now bestowed upon the two of you are the might of the tyrannosaurus and the pterodactyl, and we the three teenagers with the most profound attitude have enough power to defeat the king of the hill! Our leader has searched long and hard for us all, and even though we've been living in the same small town, it has taken him years to find us. And now Sweet Girl and Robooty"

"Roboticon"

"right, now the two of you must engage your medals and transform!"

Roboticon looked at his medal, then looked at Steve, noticing that Steve had the same sort of medal at his belt. After thinking for a moment he realized that if he were to somehow figure out without having been given proper direction from Steve to engage the medal, he would be in the same sort of outfit that Steve wore. An option that was less than attractive. Turning to Sweet Girl as if to find some sort of solidarity in the, "no way in hell we are going to put on a stupid suit like that" he was disappointed to find that Sweet Girl had already engaged the suit and was looking at Roboticon expectantly. Letting out a soft sigh he thrust his medal back and forth a few time before holding it in front of his belt, looking out straight ahead and proclaiming loudly, though far from proudly,

"It's Morphin time!"

To be continued...

Unfortunately dear customer, that is all the story that I can tell you right now, any more would result in higher fees, if you decide to incur such fees please let me know and the story will continue.

[H2O Gangsterism]

omg
who has this much time to write this, let alone read it....
my eyes hurt

[H2O SkywalkerX]

what...the...eff...

[H2O Gangsterism]

what...the...eff...

exactly

[PinkSkittlz]

i'm so hooked

[black mamba DSO]

lol you guys are CrAzY, no, i mean KrAzY with a K cuz that's krazier.

[CiniMini]

I want more I want more!!!! I love this it's soo entertaining. I love sweet girls better, your suck roboticon, Sweet Girls are better cause she just was like he didn't have the courage to admit that he loved her awwwww That made me go awwww when I was reading it aloud on vent lmao

[Testament-Doom]

roflkopterz, we both were reading it on vent, I was reading the beginning, then Cinimini took over sweetgirls' story, then we both nudged at each other, reading Roboticon's story, it was hella funny.

.....I know, we were bored.

And now... Time to corrupt the story!

(This is sweetgirl's post, and note the foreign language in some of the sentences were because the translator couldn't translate that word back to english)

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the approval, hour I go away here, that I have my Internet (he was I very very fast he), this one that I have the other dilemma for you.... the strong box to wish something of the relative of whom history nevertheless to the morning that you have the time


It began much, when the our protagonist woke up above of
antagonisation, force of motivatings of the girl, a care taken from
Dickicht inside. It was celebrates it of the mark, where they had
introduced it. The girl, this one abundant one was interested and the
switch to believe repaired a dangerous one impregnated of oil of the
cloth and thought about that one what a better relative of sensitivity
would give form (for how much in habitual date, he not). Stimulated
without the alert of the intelligent lesson of Confuscious, it
declared that the relative appreciates lacked Exzentriker! The
relative enemy in the disposition has been called immediately,
Roboticon. The force of motivatings of the girl had known Roboticon
during (more or to the external part) the 61 years, of that the
majority that it pressed. Roboticon was single. It was... small
allegro to the intelligent one of sensitivity nevertheless to the
times. The force of motivatings of the girl indicated in nobodies in
case that that, because the situation worked.

Roboticon selected to girl who motivatings forces the nervous one
very. Roboticon guaranteed the calm that, this one the greatest piece
of the Albinokatzen baîllent before the connection, despite herzlichst
of the movement of Albinokatzen normally * after * the connection in
the panic. It did not have an idea, of that meant; it was only
interested of diversione of the force of motivatings of the girl. Why
it would have the test to have motivatings of the girl forced of
Roboticon? Of when he has snuck of the payment in advance it is of the
girl of the switch with only the three days of Excentriques. He knows
that impertinent was small Exzentriker..., as it resists?

Much stay did not last, before the force of motivatings of the girl,
who if the end still became to receive with the present one, the
subordinate: eccentric he. I rotated Roboticon. Relunctantly,
Roboticon loaded more and it guaranteed them that they would find the
Exzentriker. The force of motivatings of the girl has the grippato
immediately the relative lodging of the refrigeration and f4 he
examinación of the program. More ahead ignited, arresting it the
expensive outpost of the telephone, Roboticon, declared that it had of
the difficulties. It had that to find a station of the work the end to
hide to the Exzentriker around and it had it so that the coincidence
does. This, if that the force of motivatings of the girl to do that
the examinación borders follows of the structure of the Gettos
(impala), of that the switch of the emergency had, seises minuteren
has looked itself like shortly before the force of motivatings of the
girl arrived here. But if examinación of fêz of Warthog? Roboticon
then was not kissed seriously

Before it could suggest to all the ideas modified for particular
requirements, Roboticon was arrested of eleven Obacht bears worrisome,
that of the Excentrique relative was deceived. Roboticon is tapi; '
not already, he thought. Caused sensitivity, taken to traverse
recklessly for the relative each banana transmitted and exerted
pressure on the past of them. Appearing it was a enough impedimiento
of the energy -- they begin to the desalientadoras creatures, that one
with the later face, accelerate for the taken care or of Dickicht,
shouting towards outside with displeasure. It breathed outside with
direct transference. It is, when it felt the source of Warthog for the
ascent. It was force of motivatings of the girl.

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-o0o
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When if to lose to the expensive outpost, believed a direction of the
urgency. It had an effect to the form had, the one that if also
unprogrammed with direct transference became, to 12-pack of the stage
of A the end to do the examinación of the covers for the hand,
therefore knew that it was executed inside is slow. From the equality
with a calculated branch, the force of motivatings of the girl of
Warthog came outside and was the exotic Jaunting for the a takes
before Roboticon. With the internal and transferred Roboticon in the
panic it takes care from. Not thinking, it played for the Exzentriker
in the panel of the potato and then fêz to slip in air the structure
behind kanu relative. Roboticon that evaluates, only the Exzentriker
was hidden little. The edge played.

', ' you make exotic of Roboticon of ung enter. In an efficient effect
the force of motivatings of the girl opened puertá, the one that is
sad to be be slow but of certain lourdeaud of that in him terrorize
knows that to the art of automati of Ritratti Juste in a rocket of the
vicinity of the cramp, ' he was ' he outside of very good is justifd
in the action, ' guaranteed Roboticon. The girl the force of
motivatings that the examinación of fêz to a center approximately two
observed migliaia of the sections, saucy is of, where Roboticon had
hidden the Exzentriker. I rotated of Roboticon the test that happens
outside, to the skin in relation to of the inflammation ' knows Uhh,
takes with that one something you ' to the left to spill itself. But
the force of motivatings of the girl was disattenta. The Roboticon
arrives fulled the internal part with the serious value, considered to
flied sights them not very important in the face of the force of
motivatings of the girl. The force of motivatings of the girl opened
the relative opening slowly, the end to speak.

'... which is this odore? '

Roboticon thought that the pain erstechen in the relative double of I
mention when the force of motivatings of the girl requested in this.
In a while of disbelievingness, one determined that it had hidden to
the chain of Excentrique of the relative sfiatatoio one of the
movement that had ' Wh oscillated of this, that one? Noncreed nothing
' a lie. A stupid Vista flied begun to give the form them in the face
of the force of motivatings of the girl. It gave return, ordered to
consider a structure, this dTh-Th-this station of the work ' is
obvious expert that the lawyers of fêz to mature itself of grandmamma
of the mine had looked like of, the man that was accustomed is of
capybaras of the will of the accreditation of the age of the domestic
animal, uh of poichè... to the left ' the extremity of the sustenation
with here prontó. The folding girl then motivatings forces the title
with the recognition of the false exit..., before this Roboticon could
react, of faellte the force of motivatings of the girl for the
coincidence for an outer structure and internal the eccentric levies
opened normally were seen.

The force of motivatings of the girl considered the definitive
premises with the Roboticon after, of which what, that one he must be
' IT SEES nine hours. To a bêbedo of the sailor on the lucky hour,
Roboticon surreptitiously was obvious inner similar of disperatamente
ignited with the celebrity in the direction of the girl of that
motivatings they force. The force of motivatings of the girl has the
grippato the Exzentriker and boulonnee for the door. It was blocked.
Roboticon, that one had been only slight that you therefore are of a
Rattern of atracción', had been you, therefore the protection of this
thing, nobody of this no, force of motivatings of the girl, ' has the
rimprovato would not happen. Roboticon had been always egoistic small,
then motivatings that of the girl the force knew that the
reconciliation was not an option; it had, before this Roboticon done
something of the alcohol-ill person, as gerbils he the escape..., that
the beginning with him or something plays. Always very
extemporaneously, has the pressed grippato the relative Exzentriker
and gave to the form to a script for a window and the title in the
first place of cards of the crystal was plunged.

Roboticon observed devil in the function, whiter woman '? That one
exaggerated similarity. To another one estêve of the opened door,
knows them.' Peace of the force of motivatings of the girl ' and to
think, never I have east field to him of paintings of window eight of
the days here..., he the force of motivatings of the girl finishes '
to La Paz of Vous..okay always believed without the receipt requested
' the OH to me to a color of the interest -.'. Roboticon was more to
the considered window and for the deep one. Force one of motivatings
of the girl was.

---
-o0o
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Also here, fought the force of motivatings of the girl, the end to
give to form its method of the Dickicht, that estêve taken taken care
of behind the place from Roboticon. The force of motivatings of the
girl who was rigorous wounded and had begun tracks during the event of
the window the end to destroy the resistance. A other assembly of the
wild bears of Obacht looked like unexpected, later that this
esabgefangen more ahead in than the wind of esabgefangen of
Exzentrikers had. They cause that the sluices become the function with
the force of motivatings of the girl. Debilitated already, the force
of motivatings of the girl paid and broke relati to him the damages
for the effect with the skin for the low point. The thing passed, that
one that considered, before conscientiousness of the conclusion was
horde/hurdle of whirr of Obacht, used, for the left with her the
operation of Excentrique.

Approximately during eight hours more later, the force of motivatings
of the girl woke up above, he that follow of pounding. They were dark
and the force of motivatings of the girl knew no, where it was. Deeply
in giungla disease disturbó extended, motivatings that of the girl
the unnormal force was destroyed. More later, it remembered determines
freaknasty to very small him of the fact that estêve of Exzentriker of
the relative made the examinación of the bears of Obacht. But this
end, it recognized simply during the relative duration. It is, central
chain, with the relative Grausigkeit, a Great Bear of insana Obacht of
lemur of festmachn is emerged. It was the bear of Obacht of the alpha.
The force of motivatings of the girl opened to the relative opening,
in the order soon the end to shout outside nevertheless of the cut,
when the bear came down is of Obacht that their teeth in the tracks
are of the force of motivatings of the girl. With a weak person of
Aechzen the duration of pulmões of the force of motivatings of the
girl has the fuoriuscito, but before it does not declare that the
collapse was one.

Less than three miles of thrown, the inserted Roboticon of the agony
in the loss of the Exzentrikers ' that MY INESTIMABLE ' has screaied,
because it took to traverse for a cut of the carrot. With a careful
effect it deeply inserted it in his tracks. From sbiad begun of the
space, the end blackens thought d to the face of the force of
motivatings of the girl..., whom it demands that one it had found it
the value of saying that must appreciate. But this day would only die.
Everything, that one continues being, is the Exzentriker, of the one
to satisfy to the other it had given return and it finally made the
reference the ingualmente relative one of transference. And as this
cord in her covers that the Sappling of the melancholy could began to
reflect rossastra of the incandescence of the shovel, much, to be felt
were this gridano to refresh of the bears, that are distant of the
Obacht, the Profanings all the things crowned with the honest men and
for it perpetuates malvagità, that governs during the centuries,
because to have come. Ours that unhappyly never have ' the hero turned
of IT SEES they had not lived since then, only he also finish
completely to appropriate him on deads. Therefore nobody always lived
after, the extremity: :'(

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This is quite the interesting story, :D

[H2O Gotham]

Thanks to Cinimini, I no longer have the will to continue. She has crushed this simple company workers dreams.

[PinkSkittlz]

don't worry roboticon i still <3 you . besides your company has to finish telling the story

[H2O Gotham]

This is true, we have sworn an oath of servitude to our customers! We complete every job we take on and if we do not complete it, we must spend two hours in the tiger pit. Fear not, you will receive what remains, though it will be in complete confidence. So that prying eyes may not gaze upon it. Especially Cinimini.

[CiniMini]

But but but :( I <3 you and loved yours too I just loved hers more

[PinkSkittlz]

ahh i see now that it has been explained to me. lol wow i thought it was a whole new story. i am expecting that story by the springtime mr. red tech dude. or i shall have to top your latest story with a new one.

[H2O Gotham]

Worry not faithful customer, the story will be in your hands long before the year is out! We pride ourselves with punctuality and reliability. Thus we would never make you wait for springtime.

[CiniMini]

I feel unloved I said I love yours too Robo, but nooooo I just get shut down lol. And yeah, 8 different languages back to english, yeah it's confusing. It's Awesome though

[H2O Gotham]

I may be but a simple tech support company worker, but I shall not be tricked by you Cinimini. You only wish to get your hands upon the second half so you might make fun of my hard work all over again.

[CiniMini]

I promise I won't

[Testament-Doom]

Well, since we're waiting for the awesome second half of the story Cinimini, I will share a wonderful story to you all, that I [-]took straight from Roboticon's post and broken its english[/-] wrote myself ;) ;).
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The cares of the client efficiently and hard, when the mine twelve hours to hard analyze the movement that it has by much hour of sufficient which by much hour of that negotiating of each interest that you can have. Exactly if you he would have that to being tired, the office exactly got to be strong in synch with our branch of Peijing and us the end to work like in everything! Not only that one if, but with the liberal use to the camouflage of the Korporation saying with a definitive degree of the emergency it could, of that one the hour the branch of Peijing is we. In its dilemma that the extreme conversation - I put one to him history also hidden to the disposition if very she is possible one that will be distributed, razoavelmente and of the incredible angles she visualizes the answer smooth those you you finish before the interior observes ignition.

Not seriously in the same time, in distant separated a distant track moved absentee distant separated, in a while much equal stay to traverse, he elasticity, poichè a little while and the station of the work of the common man was equidistant and almost they give the form with almost each detail in an equal bed of one more a lower surface to the greatest piece of the incorporal incorporal characteristics of the minute, you live here two new people with the attitude; their names were force and Roboticon of motivatings of the girl. Because their such parents had made to select "unique" the names were indélogeables in the track a logic then which were ignited in the distance to the average file of the people from the city to the external part. In spite of the fact that the interest of the average people of the city was preliminary formation, if the color the Kohl, that used the aligned one in him, he sbiad were had, or which the idiot of the village that she gave to the form the programmed circulation relative and this preliminary interest of formation two was the strong characters of the intense limitations of them intellect completely, facilitated does not stop anything for Roboticon and the force of motivatings of the girl.

Both to be developed were a stay to something difficult. It had the children to use, this form of the elasticity to the safeguard of his names and of the names of the sharp that Robooty, the robotics, that críam the robusteza in the cover..., that is good possibly, is more exactly, of that the deficient boy of Roboticon had that to negotiate such ridiculous ridiculous situation, when the force of motivatings of the intransigente girl with the tide that the sea of the rest of the stupidity would have simply. Connection compressed with until these difficult periods and considered that the probability that was possibly the only individuals, of that he is not in the base moronic of the village and esponenzialmente of the times more in most with each station of the connection that are exactly pricipalmente that they become him, in the function of the reliability of the e passed of the pipe of the unit of that the control of the pregnancy (of that the greatest section of that the time if it is had transformed more stops for the mutilation of the subsidy of marks the masculine reference that the adaptation of giving of relati him of the welded ones, the greatest piece of strong the desirable products that return.)

When a newspaper nevertheless the connection to come to the contact of the idiot of the village, (the relative name is exact Steve) and before this they the Steve could visualize all the relative hand whereas it gave, if La Paz request. Disturba was not prominenti of labbri, or of Roboticon or the switch, partially who had girls of the gesture of the simple and undeniable Steve and fact that Steve in the determination of the widenable fabric of the uneven number anyone is equipped of a helmet, coordinated all the special color. Three had arrested in a peace, that one that believed, like continued him during the hours, decree of those "well that it is awkward" the celebrity was given to the form, because the no., that had wished to look like considerable he pretentious, vario I speech a little while that perfectly in the impacciato in the calm type. Exactly if like, if a gift of getlteman untouchable of the ray in Steve,

"The white man who you felt the voices, you are you there sensation that is stupid of the village and he sweeps-megabus relative like anybody if with me, in the place of the these speeches who you would have that to play the product in the variable conditions to break with tup in me, as if the receivers of paper to determine itself necessarily to the request of the way of the memory that emits the mixture. Nevertheless beschw50re he, ordered for the sentiz he he it external part! It stops as you are ingualmente to the new person with the attitude. I observed its pain during all these years and fact that handhad, to remain but you if it is closed and with the tide to the remaining sea of the stupidity of the sustenations very to say he is impressive. But the central chain ' with small maintenance, came, its attention, the function to convince to a ghost darkness, of that the threat, ordered that follows the city that indicated king of the assembly."

Favorable Roboticon and flied those of the views permutated of the force of motivatings of the girl. Not due to the new incidents, of that Steve they had obtained, but, because it controlled that Steve is cleared possibly to the edge. Roboticon gave return to the relative end from flied to the premises of the Vista determined it here for the assembly, this distant assembly of the age of the track communal, that was firm in downtown, small, of that really he message d of the examinación of fêz and had Steve, of which they did not indicate, Roboticon was more to something surely than it could life of the outside of the relative duration the assembly ignited in agreement with the place in the consideration of the order. The smooth girls had fixed it that the fire was equal give return to ingualmente for the assemblies, exactly if the relative interest more after the chains of that because, all equal that had affirmed to king of a assembly, special in a assembly the nobody worried, different that Steve in the custom from the relative age of nylon. Roboticon was first with speech,

"Steve, is he, not he done of which creed, if the speeches of this favorable destiny directly not threatening approximately a healthful man and nao of the obsession of the relative this terranious abnormal of the unit, but taken to the ordered custom not to indicate that it must coordinate perfectly in blue, the white man and not to blacken this, similar he, more because one fights definitive of the uniform of the age of the station of the work of bizzarre to solicit definitive to be. I never came to the contact of a man, that one that took the custom as that could give secret of the form, more exactly I than ever I came to the contact of an age of man I no, the custom because it would take, for whom I took to public before the interior. It promotes more..."

With a simple wave of its handspike the force of motivatings of the girl had absorbed Roboticon. Flied sights them in the relative face was seriously, like a section was had, like the ways that Steve in which they them dreams had visualized it said to look itself psicologico like this person to that they before take to traverse something, that estêve demonstrated exactly. During a little while it declared the rotation of the eyes with Roboticon that has the transformato in which point under level bending in the cover is in the opening her that with one of the relative hands was fixed, that one that quickly slips with the language much coloration, when it was inside, the end to repair the end them to repair them. The relative attention that gives return, with Steve still has spoken,

"Therefore, if which is, you to have to indicate applicable, therefore this man in the assembly, of that the man, with who they call, goes crossed the king of the assembly he to him in much festival of the bath of the alcohol and much stay, because he continues having in the assembly, the external part the expensive outpost of relati of pulmões, of the way that everything can be the felt; The hail with the king! If very, of that one refranes, you are applicable, this one is this village of idiots and the simple tone in the serious and belonged danger will demolish to him to the king the assembly. Despite it is like indicated Roboticon, never saw somebody, that estêve equipped like you, the end to enter the public and I am therefore whole little who inclines to me creates a word to him, that you say. And if the I, I to exactly leave the risk to work no, the end to be similar this person, who approximately consists of history the future in her dreams the end to see."

Steve was completely arrested always completely and a word, as still example with all the whole reactions to represent both always did not have been, like example he. It could have in dream, this one became end when satisfer he very well, but with the dark mold of the sun of the relative helmet of the fall it was impossible to say it. Steve without the receipt requested took exactly to traverse for the later face of or in an exaggerated of the enthusiasm and energy and obtained contact with one test of a two amount disc battery the medals inside, the one that was similarity, to be parenthesis. The introduced front part to some occasions breathes strong as if when demanding that examinación d of fêz of the glie. The connection considered another one and was determined better than, of than, he possible Steve with them that exerted pressure on disowned of the external part of the units a time it left simply more, of who he restoration nonupdated if he. A time in its hands of Steve still had spoken, only these periods with this whole certainty that it could enter, also like the politicians, if it were dealed with his possible components of the platform.

"The medals had found the last time their sustenations to the chronometer must! Hour in both you tyrannosaurus and pterodactyl of the concessions of the resistance and in us who three new people with the main attitude they had left the enough energy us has them will demolish king of the assembly! We wished and we observed as soon as the our device of the trowel of the beginning inside ignited and equal if it is had lived everything in the same small city, of that we has occorr the years to him, the end to find them. Robooty and and force of motivatings of the girl of the hour"

"Roboticon"

"if he is rectified, taking with both you must join your medals and turn them!"

Roboticon considered the medal, the considered Steve then and relative celebrates to it who Steve had equal to ask for the medal to the relative parenthesis. After the thought during a little while, of that he who, if to appear in the method or one another outer external portion of U.S.ABLE the Steve direction to give the end to the appropriate pairs if the medal determined it, you will be you in exactly the request of the equipment, that taken Steve. An option, that age more less of the one than attractive. Giving return for the girl to that motivatings they force, he appreciates, if, the end to begin the end to find to surely ask for of solidarity the interior, the method of "no in hell who we finished to correspond he, in the stupid function a custom like a he that" the end was disappointed, to observe that the force of motivatings of the girl considers already by order and Roboticon in the duration had been joined. Going of a sigh smoothly, exerted pressure on the relative medal in both felt a safe stay, before it arrested before the relative the parenthesis and the external right emitted and he, despite separated ferocious distant of the extremity affirming considered,

"It is period of morphine!"

They are continue to him...

The expensive client unhappyly, this one is whole history, which I can say at this moment to him, would have immediately like taxes increased more of the consequence, if you stop to be decided, in such satisfactory taxes the end to make examinación of the slight ones to know me and to continuous history.

[H2O Gotham]

Dear customer, I am pleased to let you know that all payments have been made in full to the company. It gives me further pleasure to present to you the second and final thrilling installment of the story which will not only provide you with all the answers you seek, but also leave you with a remarkable sense of self satisfaction, and the drive to create many more Jello Statues than you may have before thought possible.

“It’s Morphin’ time!”

Though it seemed to be an instinctive command, Roboticon had hoped with all of his might that he could not possibly have been capable of activating the strange device, he could not have been more wrong. As soon as those words escaped from his mouth and into the air, the medal which he held about his belt began to glow, and what can only be described as a explosion of light and color erupted from the belt; coincidentally and with no credible connection to morphin time three children who happened to be looking in the same direction at the time of morphin time fell victim to seizures. At the same time from beneath the earth emerged a single man with a guitar, playing the most incredible metal riff anyone had ever heard, partially because none of them had heard metal before, and that any man who can play guitar while sprouting from the ground cannot be questioned as the god of metal. As soon as the gaudy display calmed down Roboticon examined himself and to his dismay was in a suit similar to that of Sweet Girl and Steve.

Feeling a sense of overwhelming accomplishment Steve puffed out his chest, and looked at the other two as if attempting to detect a similar amount of elation in his new found comrades. Looking back and forth between them, he found that they were simply looking at him, as if to say without words “Steve, if you don’t hurry up, there is going to be hell to pay, I’ve not dressed up in this suit for nothing, the fact that I’ve indulged you this much is an incredible leap of faith on my part, and if you fail me there will be much produce cast upon you.” Having sensed this Steve began to make seemingly random and violent movements with his body, throwing punches and kicks into the air at imaginary opponents before doing several back flips, front flips, side to side flips, before finally slapping his hands upon his hips and proclaiming loudly,

“I know what you two are thinking; you are thinking that there could be no logical explanation for all of this. For how I could but a lowly village idiot, display such amazing acrobatics and karate skills without having displayed them before? How is it that all of the produce cast upon me hit me so squarely and why didn’t I do my impressive side to side flips or perhaps circle strafe to avoid them? The answer is in our belts, made specially for us, the teenagers with absurd amount of attitude!”

Once more Steve slapped his hands upon his hips, looking to Roboticon and Sweet Girl, searching for some level of impressed ness from either of them. It was however decidedly vacant from both parties as they simple stared at Steve, knowing full well that Steve had not answered any questions they had, for they had not asked any, and seeing that their eyes were carefully guarded by their visors, they could only assume that Steve had gone off on a limb and guessed what had been on their minds. Unfortunately for Steve, while he was not the stupidest inhabitant of the village, he was most certainly the most impulsive and gung-ho about things which to any rational human being were completely ridiculous in every sense of the word.

Roboticon scratched his helmet, not knowing exactly what to say to Steve that would bring out of him an appropriate response. Though he was no longer sure that with any amount of preparation could he say something that could adequately express to Steve how little he cared about the suit he was wearing, or that he was a teen with “absurd” amounts of attitude. Turning to look to Sweet Girl for some sort of visual cues he found none, it seemed that like himself she was simply staring at Steve, more or less in the same position he was in. Sighing lightly he turned his attention back to the instigator of the whole affair,

“Steve, Sweet Girl and I have indulged you for quite some time now, and when I say this, believe me when I say that I speak for the both of us; why don’t we simply go up to the top of the hill, take down this king of the hill fellow and get out of these ridiculous suits. If the situation is as desperate as you make it seem then we have not the time for acrobatics or martial arts stunts despite the fact that ever since I’ve dawned upon this suit the urge to back flip and belt out monosyllabic battle cries has almost over taken me several times.”

It was at that moment that Sweet Girl began to tremble, gaining the attention of both Steve and Roboticon. It looked as if she was doing her best to restrain herself, but the powerful urges created by the suit were too much for her. Suddenly and almost inexplicably as the actions that Steve had taken, Sweet girl lept into the air, performing many twists and turns before landing upon the ground, she then chopped at the air maliciously, causing Roboticon to take a few steps back out of fear of being attacked by a seemingly deranged Sweet Girl. As soon as her martial arts display came to a halt as suddenly as it had began, she slapped her hands upon her hips,

“Pterodactyl! With the leathery wings of the Pterodactyl allowing me to jump higher, and it’s iron talons allowing me to clench evil in my hands and squeeze the life out of it, I am the mighty Sweet Girl, and I dare evil doers to cross my path!...Steve, your time is running out, if I ever do that again, despite what this suit is doing to me, I swear I will remove your heart from your chest, cook it, and then feed it to you, all before you have a chance to die.”

For the first time since they had begun talking, Steve seemed to have gotten the intended message loud and clear. Turning away from a clearly enraged Sweet Girl, Steve pointed towards the hill, which for some reason had taken on the appearance of a very dangerous and spooky mountain; there were jagged peaks, storm clouds surrounding it, shrouding the mountain in darkness and pouring down upon it torrential rain. This recent revelation did not startle Steve in the least, most likely due to the fact that at that moment, the threat that Sweet Girl had made was much more frightening than the mountain was. In one smooth motion Steve pointed towards the summit,

“At the summit is where we will find the king of the hill, he will be fearsome and tricky, we must not fall for his tricks, for if we do we will all be doomed within a matter of moments. There are some who say that the king of the hill once outsmarted the devil himself, with that in mind we must remember to not listen to a word he says, for anything that he says will be a lie, and even if he says he is telling the truth he will be telling a lie, for that is just how tricky he is. But first we must meet the hermit of the hill, he will be able to tell us the way to get to the summit, without him we are lost, so you must respect him, for without him we are lost.”

And so the intrepid trio began to make their way up the hill. Braving all of the elements cast upon them by the now most certainly demonic hill. There were mighty winds sweeping down upon them, threatening to knock them from their feet and send them tumbling like logs back down to the start, there was torrential rain, threatening to drown them if they made a false step. But it was not only the weather which tormented them, but also plagues! Locusts and frogs rained down upon them, batting them harshly the closer they reached their destination. Suddenly as if once more given a blessing by the intangible lord, there was a break in the wind, water, locusts and frogs, giving way to darkness and a dim light at the mouth of a cave.

Steve motioned for Sweet Girl and Roboticon to follow him, walking into the cave with a steady stride. As soon as they entered the cave they were greeted by a rather strange sight, in the middle of the area there was a blazing fire, and suspended above that fire there was a pot bubbling with stew, and behind that pot there was a frog. And not an ordinary frog by any means, it was a frog with long arms and legs and what appeared to be a collar around it’s neck. Had it been standing it could have easily made three feet, and it was from head to toe, completely green. The frog seemed to have known they were coming for his eyes which were pearched utop his head stared unblinkingly upon them, for a moment it seemed as if the trio and the frog would simply stare at one another, but the frog suddenly spoke,

“It’s not easy being green, that’s what I use to say all the time. Back when things were much better I’d have to say, back when that swine was after me every waking hour, back when I had to introduce a gaggle of monstrous to an eager audience. I do regret not having the courage to admit my love for her. Those days have long since passed, now I live here on this hill, protecting it’s secrets. But then the king of the hill came, and everything change. The hill became dark, and being green became a lot more difficult I can tell you. I use to sing and frolic all day long, but no longer. I was once known by Kermit the Frog, but now I am nothing more than Kermit the Hermit. You must leave now, you must travel up the hill and defeat the king. And never forget, it’s not easy being green, not anymore.”

The trio walked out of the cave, neither Roboticon or Sweet Girl were sure what they had just seen. They were sure however that there was a frog in that cave, and the frog talked to them, the rest was mindless chatter, and a good bit about being green and the difficulties which came with it. Roboticon was the first to speak up,

“Steve, that was a talking frog was it not?”

“It was, the great hermit of the hill Kermit the hermit, there are none…”

“Ok, so it was a talking frog, and the talking frog told us to just go up the hill. Now I am going to just throw this idea out in the open so that we all understand it. Isn’t it possible that we could have simply continued on up the hill, and not have had to deal with the frog, all that about things not being easy being green? I swear to you Steve if there, is nothing at the top of this hill, I will destroy you faster than Sweet Girl would have.”

With all threats having been made and all assurances that there would be indeed something at the top of the hill the trio carried on up the hill. As they did so the darkness began to clear as if the clouds about the hill were dissipating. And by the time they reached the top it was as bright as it was at the base of the hill, and all that there was, was a table and five books, all standing up with their covers facing towards the trio as if they had been set out for them. As they approached the table there was a hardly audible clapping and the pitter pattering of feet. Roboticon tilted his head to the side and walked over to the table to better examine what it was that he saw, to make certain that what he was seeing was indeed what he was seeing.

There upon the table stood a small green man, no more than seven inches tall, with neither fingers or toes, and sporting a small yellow smile. This was a truly bizarre sight, much more so than the frog in the cave, and as the other approached the table the small green man began to strut back and forth across the table. His clubby hands upon his hips and the small yellow smile never fading, as soon as both Steve and Sweet Girl were at the table the little green man winked at Sweet Girl before turning to face the trio completely and address them all at once,

“Tremble in fear for I am the king of the hill! I am the one whom you’ve all heard about, the one who has gone on many killing sprees and I have held this hill for one hundred and fifty universal units! And now you teenagers have come and try to upset my plans, but I cannot have that! I shall transform into something much greater than you could ever imagine! For I am the great Gumby, I have power over all that is fact and fiction, and you shall feel the full extent of my wrath as my final deed before I’ve taken the hill as my own forever!!!”

Without hesitation Gumby bolted over to the book in the center, leaping into the pages, laughing maniacly all the while. The table began to quiver, Roboticon, Sweet Girl and Steve took a few steps back as the books began to join together, forming into what appeared to be a small humanoid robot made completely out of the books. Roboticon looked to Sweet Girl, as she looked to him. They then both in turn looked back to Steve who had assumed a fighting stance, and shifting back and forth as if he had taken the little green man seriously. Sweet Girl glanced at the little book robot which was now flexing it’s arms and shouting threats at them, most of them filled with foul language.

Both Roboticon and Sweet Girl approached the table, all the while Steve was behind them, continuing to throw punches and kicks into the air and shouting monosyllabic battle cries. The two friends were honestly at a loss after finding that the king of the hill was nothing more than a small green man with the ability to go into random works of literature and turn them into a small paper robot which was no taller than twelve inches. Reaching back Sweet Girl produced a small lighter, while Roboticon pushed the king onto his back, holding him down with one hand as Sweet girl began to burn the pages.

“You know what we are going to have to do Roboticon,”

“Yes, Steve will pay for this,”

The day had been saved from the diabolical king of the hill. And while everything was well again upon the hill, however not everything was well for Steve. After Roboticon and Sweet Girl thoroughly thrashed Steve they headed back on down the hill, getting back to their own lives. The lives which had been before that day perfectly normal, and from that point forward would most likely resume as it had before that day with no further mention of the super powered suits, the village idiot, or the king of the hill.

That’s the end loyal customer, hopefully it answers all the questions you’ve had. If there are any other concerns please let us know as soon as possible.

[Spirit Ra H2O]

WTF!! is going on lol