So here we are, a small band of rebels, trying to restore pride to State College. After a quite summer, a new threat arises. With THE FIRM no longer with us, who can stand up to the brute force that is… CE GUILE!
All challengers are welcome tomorrow around 7, my place. If you don’t know where that is, post up! With all the thousands of new students coming in, there’s got to be at least one who knows what a psycho crusher is.
Always remember: when the sun goes down, that’s when the projector heats up…
And in the death,
as the last few corpses
lay rotting
on the slimy throughfare,
the shutters lifted in
ancient Temperance building,
high on poacher’s hill,
and red mutant eyes
gazed down on Hunger City.
No more big wheels.
Fleas the size of rats
sucked on rats the size of cats
and ten thousand peoploids,
split into small tribes,
coveting the highest of the sterile skyscrapers, like
packs of dogs assaulting the glass fronts of love me avenue,
ripping and rewraping mink and shiny silver fox,
now leg warmers,
a family badge of sapphire and cracked emerald.
Any day now
the year of the Diamond Dogs.
Boleslaw: Yeah, Tuesdays have been our best day for a while. We usually meet at my place around 7. I have multiple setups now:woot: If you don’t know where I live, catch me on AIM.
Carmen: If you want, we can swap Tekken sticks tonight. My second upcb is ready to go.
may jarvi be with you