THE SAGA OF DOOM BIKE...
ATTN: A SECRET REPORT FROM WITHIN THE GUILD.
ANALYZATION OF SEVERAL ASPECTS OF SUBJECT C.LOGAN'S SOCIOPSYCHOLOGICAL STATUS:
JOB: "Like any normal fellow, I would prefer a sun-bathed day laying and/or frolicking in green fields, but green papers are also tempting and, sadly, necessary. Who knows what we (or specifically I) will end up doing during the Adult Stage to acquire this 'money', but for now this job has been treating me rather... tomato. That didn't make sense, but I can assure you this job is great. At Panera, we have radical fiends working the back AND the front of the restaurant, and there is so shortage of handsomeness and hearty laughs whenever you swing by my shop. We are also in need of people, so if you want me to train you in the ways of the knife, sign up today. We have cheese breads."
TRANSPORTATION: "Staring out in to my backyard you can get a clear view of the black tomb that is my former car. With the melted or something, the parts just dont work smoothly anymore, or, at all. So I put off figuring out what to do with the contraption, because honestly, its either junk it, or sacrifice it to Tyz. Of course, LAST TIME that was a messy deal, so with this car I desired money. So I sold it to my Country Cousin, Brien, for a mere $150. He has a 400 hp engine heart which requires a vessel, and family is the unifying factor here. $150 is like a lot of boxes of Booberry cereal."
OPPOSITE SEX: "The great Stephanie, in her infinite knowledge, has decided she's best without- and maybe she's right sometimes. Alot of times. But she's still the greatest, similar to a white cd with gold lettering on it (tell me if you find one). So, what shall I do? For now I shall shave my face."
------Possible "Inside" Info Below------
DOOM-BIKE MISSION PROGRESS: "My efforts to acquire David Russell's Doom Bike have been tiring and, so far, fruitless. Of course, I will not cease until I have my hands on this indomitable power."
MetManyonMars: we need that bike...oh jesus...is it the power of the bike that is pulling me in, or my own weak infrastructure that demands respect and therefore power
MetManyonMars: ??
MetManyonMars: should i ever try to open the husk of souls, i want you, mechanical analyzer, to destroy me, without qeustion....
iamchrislogan: i have a bionic eye
iamchrislogan: and a fusion cutter for a hand
iamchrislogan: your neck will be cauterized before it even drips a bit of blood
iamchrislogan: the husk must never be broken
MetManyonMars: Never
MetManyonMars: "THE HUSK MUST BE BROKEN"
MetManyonMars: ahhh
MetManyonMars: no
MetManyonMars: "THE HUSK MUST NEVER BE BROKEN"
iamchrislogan: ANOTHER SOUL FOR THE BIKE
(Note: Doom Bike pics coming soon.)
GREEK ANDROID CONSTRUCTION ASSIGNMENT:
iamchrislogan: like if i could make a veggie in 9 seconds
MetManyonMars: that would be something sandwhich-bot 2600 could do
iamchrislogan: codename Pappas-1
iamchrislogan: hes the prototype
iamchrislogan: a sacrifice must be made for science
iamchrislogan: and Pappas knew this is what his life was meant for
MetManyonMars: the replacement of his human blood with high lubricating greek dressing keeps his joints at top speed
iamchrislogan: 1 And on the first day, they drain the humours from his vessels, and filled them with the essence of the greeks. 2 And on the second day, his hands were replaced with those of metal and devices from the wildest corners of the imagination. 3 And on the third day, his lungs were taken from him, and in their place was a machine of great heat and eternal fire. 4 And on the fourth day, his bowels were filled with shapes of metal and steam, so that all things made by He of the Metal and Tomatoes, would be of their proper heat. 5 And on the fifth day, the Lord rested, for the sense of urgency had passed from him.
iamchrislogan: -Panerians 15:1-5
MetManyonMars: thats beautiful
iamchrislogan: its sometimes quoted at funerals
THIS IS THE CONCLUSION OF THIS SUBJECTIVE REPORT.
PLEASE ANALYZE WITH FUTURE DATA.
P.S. Sr. Ted Witham es el ser omnipotent quién viaja a través de tiempo en su
fortaleza eterna, el Harlequin-1, y comandos sus criados leales de vivir con un sentido de la urgencia.
ANALYZATION OF SEVERAL ASPECTS OF SUBJECT C.LOGAN'S SOCIOPSYCHOLOGICAL STATUS:
JOB: "Like any normal fellow, I would prefer a sun-bathed day laying and/or frolicking in green fields, but green papers are also tempting and, sadly, necessary. Who knows what we (or specifically I) will end up doing during the Adult Stage to acquire this 'money', but for now this job has been treating me rather... tomato. That didn't make sense, but I can assure you this job is great. At Panera, we have radical fiends working the back AND the front of the restaurant, and there is so shortage of handsomeness and hearty laughs whenever you swing by my shop. We are also in need of people, so if you want me to train you in the ways of the knife, sign up today. We have cheese breads."
TRANSPORTATION: "Staring out in to my backyard you can get a clear view of the black tomb that is my former car. With the melted or something, the parts just dont work smoothly anymore, or, at all. So I put off figuring out what to do with the contraption, because honestly, its either junk it, or sacrifice it to Tyz. Of course, LAST TIME that was a messy deal, so with this car I desired money. So I sold it to my Country Cousin, Brien, for a mere $150. He has a 400 hp engine heart which requires a vessel, and family is the unifying factor here. $150 is like a lot of boxes of Booberry cereal."
OPPOSITE SEX: "The great Stephanie, in her infinite knowledge, has decided she's best without- and maybe she's right sometimes. Alot of times. But she's still the greatest, similar to a white cd with gold lettering on it (tell me if you find one). So, what shall I do? For now I shall shave my face."
------Possible "Inside" Info Below------
DOOM-BIKE MISSION PROGRESS: "My efforts to acquire David Russell's Doom Bike have been tiring and, so far, fruitless. Of course, I will not cease until I have my hands on this indomitable power."
MetManyonMars: we need that bike...oh jesus...is it the power of the bike that is pulling me in, or my own weak infrastructure that demands respect and therefore power
MetManyonMars: ??
MetManyonMars: should i ever try to open the husk of souls, i want you, mechanical analyzer, to destroy me, without qeustion....
iamchrislogan: i have a bionic eye
iamchrislogan: and a fusion cutter for a hand
iamchrislogan: your neck will be cauterized before it even drips a bit of blood
iamchrislogan: the husk must never be broken
MetManyonMars: Never
MetManyonMars: "THE HUSK MUST BE BROKEN"
MetManyonMars: ahhh
MetManyonMars: no
MetManyonMars: "THE HUSK MUST NEVER BE BROKEN"
iamchrislogan: ANOTHER SOUL FOR THE BIKE
(Note: Doom Bike pics coming soon.)
GREEK ANDROID CONSTRUCTION ASSIGNMENT:
iamchrislogan: like if i could make a veggie in 9 seconds
MetManyonMars: that would be something sandwhich-bot 2600 could do
iamchrislogan: codename Pappas-1
iamchrislogan: hes the prototype
iamchrislogan: a sacrifice must be made for science
iamchrislogan: and Pappas knew this is what his life was meant for
MetManyonMars: the replacement of his human blood with high lubricating greek dressing keeps his joints at top speed
iamchrislogan: 1 And on the first day, they drain the humours from his vessels, and filled them with the essence of the greeks. 2 And on the second day, his hands were replaced with those of metal and devices from the wildest corners of the imagination. 3 And on the third day, his lungs were taken from him, and in their place was a machine of great heat and eternal fire. 4 And on the fourth day, his bowels were filled with shapes of metal and steam, so that all things made by He of the Metal and Tomatoes, would be of their proper heat. 5 And on the fifth day, the Lord rested, for the sense of urgency had passed from him.
iamchrislogan: -Panerians 15:1-5
MetManyonMars: thats beautiful
iamchrislogan: its sometimes quoted at funerals
THIS IS THE CONCLUSION OF THIS SUBJECTIVE REPORT.
PLEASE ANALYZE WITH FUTURE DATA.
P.S. Sr. Ted Witham es el ser omnipotent quién viaja a través de tiempo en su
fortaleza eterna, el Harlequin-1, y comandos sus criados leales de vivir con un sentido de la urgencia.