I do believe that all or most of my posts will have @drean in them, because let’s face it, I love drean.
Revolution was more or less exactly how AYO described it. The writing is ass and poo, and the 2 1/2 black people on the show are treacherous. I hate that. Other problems include the kid who dies anytime dust exists, and the fact that they make a big deal out of the shudder Main Character Girl killing someone in the next episode, when she already blasted a dude with a crossbow. Positives include BADASS SWORDFUCKER at the end killing everyone in the room by being Tony Stark and Batman and maybe a little Christopher Walken thrown in for good measure.
I have a created track of Wendy’s House and a bunch of created characters in MNR. I’ll make a video and upload it, and a new video of @BullDancer and his Cotton Mobile™ kart.
@Radiantsilvergun3 Ken-I works for Sony. He’s working with S-Kill on that PS3 Smash game.
ALERT Morena Baccarin fans— Lifetime Movie Network…"Look Again (2011) is on right now. Morena is the main character here. I instantly love this movie, whatever the hell it is about. Plot is irrelevant when you have Morena as the star.
*HOLY SHIT she has no pants on in this scene…walking around with just a button-down shirt… oh my goodness, oh my damn™
(…How the fuck do I have 14 pages to catch up on?)
Anyway, since there was apparently some talk of Revolution in this thread, I’ll just leave here: “No seriously, guys. Revolutions is balls-awful.” Although it would seem that MGK’s blog is acting up right now…
Speaking of which, MGK’s blog alerted me to something else.
Yes, I know. I’m trying my best to get something coherent together from the scraps of my novel. Also thinking about putting it on hold and writing something else. But doing that with such short notice. Meh! Thanks though. :tup:
Conroy is the definitive Batman VA, but I thought Peter Weller was an excellent pick for DKR Batman. His voice is well-suited to that particular version of the character, which is rather unlike the more conventional Bats that Conroy played.
for some reason peter weller sounded like he was tryin to do a poor mans michael ironside to me.
wow i should not have gone out tonight, shoulda stayed in and drew. breakdown of tonights festivites.
club shenanigans and princess
Spoiler
-brasi boys pick me up to go clubbin
-we pregame on our way there
-boy suddenly starts wit fuckin wit my personal space warning sign #1
-get to the club tries to offer me a drink…i say im cool warning sign#2
-we get our groove on til he flips out cause im not bein all hype for the same music i hear all the time and flips out on me. final warning sign sumtin bads about to happen.
-i walk off, go do my own thing…i see my boy look down at my cell for a second look up after i hear glass shatter…some nigga really piushed his head into a lil glass plate on the wall. security thought he punched the glass and tried to hassle his ass. he goes into brasi rage mode and we dip.
-one of our friends is still inside, so i go outside wit angry brasi who will now be referred to as princess.
-princess is pissed, obviously, and wants to fight people…i kinda calm him down. he keeps telling me how he’s not drunk (he is beyond drunk…the more he denies it the more evident it is)
-our friends finally meet up and then we see some fat bitch almost run down a girl in the street. they get into a shouting match…skinny white girl vs fat black chick. shit almost became a worldstar moment…had my cell ready in hand.
-then princess tries to defend the white girl and starts yellin at the fat bitch…i was like nooooooo whyyyyy dont defend this bitch. we dont even know her…fat bitch gets out of the car and has a fuckin red dress on…WE WERE GONNA GET RUN DOWN BY THE KOOL AID BITCH!
-we escape the clutches of kool aid bitch when princess decides to run down the street and chase her car and throw his hotdog at her. wtf?
-finally get princesses drunk ass into the car…and somehow he gets drunker by the moment…starts play fighting wit our other boy in the back of the car.
-im driving and then he starts crying about how hes gonna throw up and starts makin demands on where to pull over. tells me to slow down, speed up, turn here…i swear i was drivin a gawd damn preggo bitch.
-tells me to go to mcdonalds then not go…fuck.
-finally im home…safe. fuckin princess i swear everytime he gets drunk he turns into the bitchiest fucker ever. i swear i only deal wit his shit cause he’s been my boy since we were kids.
