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Posted: 25th Oct 2002
we have green skin, but that's normal for us. We also have little pink eyes., We are...albino rats!

Luv peace 'n' chicken grease Al X x

Posted: 25th Oct 2002
But remember, in the sun-drenched land of the albino rats, the sun-block vendor is king. And so here I stand, the man with the monopoly on sun block products. I am about to embark on the biggest venture of my life...

It was a day for screaming at inanimate objects.

What this calls for is a special mix of psychology and extreme violence...

Posted: 25th Oct 2002
Yes! I was getting out of the sunblock nusiness and into commercial road building projects. How I inwardly rejoiced knowing the concrete wave would soon be sweeping over these lush sunkissed isles.

soup!

Posted: 25th Oct 2002
"But, honey,' my mate pointed out, "everybody just uses heli-jets now. How are you going to sell people on ground transport?"

We got the MikeZ in the house, woot!Glue the ham, hat baby!

Posted: 25th Oct 2002
"Easy," I said, picking up my huge twin katanas. "I must go to the Land of Thoughts and change everyone's mind about transportation." After gathering supplies, I left to venture past Mount Firepoi...

I need to find something witty for this so people like me...

Posted: 26th Oct 2002
where a bunch of freaks regularly gather to tell stories in a non-traditional manner by only saying three sentences each . It would be dangerous, they did not like to be disturbed. And the little spiky-haired weirdos were armed with...

It was a day for screaming at inanimate objects.

What this calls for is a special mix of psychology and extreme violence...

Posted: 26th Oct 2002
21/2 foot long chains with sharp,spikey spheres,that can be lit aflame attached to the end. Once spining these they could take out an entire army if necesary...but they hoped it wouldn't be needed if...

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-LuNcHbOx, Aka. Nathan...Give a man to fish, and that man knows where to come for more fish...Teach a man to fish and you have just destroyed your market base...

Posted: 25th Oct 2002
The great black Hasbeen would raise from his fiery bed deep within Mount Firepoi. Among them was a strange girl that didn't like fire and cowered whenever he friends and family swung their flaming spheres around. This confused her so she took a walk up the side of the mountain in search of the great Hasbeen, in hopes that he could tell her...

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Ash Blackstar

"Sticks and stones may break my bones, But Whips and Chains excite me"
"Only way to deal with Drama, heavy weaponry and a strong does of grow the Hell up"

"I reject your reality and substitute my own" Adam Savage - Mythbusters

Posted: 25th Oct 2002
not where the f ck to go but how to find her courage, somewhere hidden deep inside her heart, where the fire her mother bore for her still glows. she knew it was there, but she hadn't been able to light it up for years. as she climbed hand over fist, fingers getting scraped and cut on the craggy crumbly crusty lavastone cliff-sides of Mount Firepoi, suddenly! -- . .

molten cheers,

~ FireMike

FireMikeZ@yahoo.com (personal messages welcome, no promo spam, please!)
Laguna, California, US

Posted: 26th Oct 2002
a giant green emu jumped out from behind a rock and shouted: "NI!". Princess dirty washing basket (twas a silly name...but then again her parents did take rather liberal ammounts of acid) was taken aback. Meanwhile, in the forest of Ewing, danger reared its ugly head by

Posted: 26th Oct 2002
...being very dangerous indeed. So dangerous, in fact, that it had its very own specialised "DANGER!" power-emblem streched across its strapping lycra-clad torso. It was immensly overjoyed, all those many aons ago, to discover the many wonders that wearing its knickers on top could have when...

Art is a re-creation of the world according to the artist's metaphysical value-judgements -Ayn Rand

Time is the fire in which we burn -Gene Roddenberry

Posted: 26th Oct 2002
somthing jumped out of the shadows! It was none other than a over sized..

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Luv peace 'n' chicken grease Al X x

Posted: 26th Oct 2002
turnip. This turnip was so over sized, so large, so immense and gargantuan that, on seeing the Emu, cried out in a large voice:

Posted: 26th Oct 2002
''Arm yourself with your donkey of choice!!'' He was himself of course carrying none other than.....

Fire Wire''Fire is the all consuming element, let it consume you.''

Posted: 26th Oct 2002
..Rock-of-Magic-opening-powers. "I call upon you rock!!!", he screamed as all of a sudden, the man with the katanas, Princess dirty, the turnip, and the emu himself were lifted off the ground into the air. Their bodies contorted into one glowing ball and the flew to the center of Mount Firepoi, where the evil Uncle Pickled Pecker recided and waited for his next pickled delacacy...

I need to find something witty for this so people like me...

Posted: 27th Oct 2002
Hot pickled princess. His deepest desire was to consume as many pickled princess's as possible before the Great Black HasBeen awoke to punish and torment his first child. His youngest sister was at that moment waking the Great HasBeen to tell him...

Ashia

Ash Blackstar

"Sticks and stones may break my bones, But Whips and Chains excite me"
"Only way to deal with Drama, heavy weaponry and a strong does of grow the Hell up"

"I reject your reality and substitute my own" Adam Savage - Mythbusters

Posted: 28th Oct 2002
That his shoelaces were untied. She ran and laughed as he looked down and saw them perfectly tied together. Meanwhile, the Rock had taken our heros to a new place they had never been...

I need to find something witty for this so people like me...

Posted: 28th Oct 2002
A lovely tropical island, with a green sea lapping it's waves gently on the lavender sand shores. A very large lemur in a sort of a sky-blue grass skirt was startled by their abrupt appearance, but recovered quickly. "Welcome' said the lemur, offering them all some of those really tasty fruity drinks with the lime wedges and little umbrella's and all, the kind that get you shitfaced drunk before you know it,'to the Lost Island Of...

We got the MikeZ in the house, woot!Glue the ham, hat baby!

Posted: 28th Oct 2002
"Talking, Alcoholic, Easily-Startled Lemurs." The lemur informed the motley crew before him that they had arrived just in time, for the time of equinox had arrived with them. In fact, the double suns, which were about to set/rise, were expected to inbue all those exposed to the sight a...

Dance like it hurts; Love like you need money; Work like someone is watching.

Never criticize someone until you've walked a mile in their shoes. That way, when you DO criticize them, you are a mile away, and you have their shoes.

Posted: 28th Oct 2002
great love of fire. With the set/rise of the sun, the great Hasbeen awoke. The earth rumbled with his might, and the tribe of Mt. Firepoi rejoiced, for thier god was back.

You. Its whats for dinner!

As time passes, you realise all the mistakes you amde and the ones you wish you never did make.

The wave crashing on the beach

Posted: 28th Oct 2002
wow! end of chapter 1

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Now, my dearest pyro friends, what did all those easy breezy fire-slingin lemurs do to celebrate the arrival of their great and terrible god?

One named bender, who had his grass tutu on just to show the one named bendy, as he promised elsewhere months ago, belched out with a dragonbreath of enormous irridescent island rum flame to the whole gathering, our heroine included:

molten cheers,

~ FireMike

FireMikeZ@yahoo.com (personal messages welcome, no promo spam, please!)
Laguna, California, US

Posted: 29th Oct 2002
the lemurs and and enigmatic demonic prescence of mount Firepoi into their excruciatingly dull and naieve ifre performance which couldn't go ahead anyway cos the only quote they had would cost them their left kidneys each and several eyeballs.

"sod this for a lark" said one of the lemurs and ran off to

soup!

Posted: 29th Oct 2002
the pub. Rather enebriated after several ales he made a pass at the barmaid Debu of Bochari. Little did he realise that she was in fact..

Come faeries, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame.

- W B Yeats

Posted: 29th Oct 2002
the evil Uncle Pickled *insert word here*. Witha yelp he said, " so You have discovered my secret. Alas I like to wear womans underwear." With that the great Hasbeen laughed his ass off.

You. Its whats for dinner!

As time passes, you realise all the mistakes you amde and the ones you wish you never did make.

The wave crashing on the beach

Posted: 29th Oct 2002
and ya know, an assless Hasbeen is just a . . . well, ya know, can't even take a sh*t worth a sh*t, just disgraceful, so the lemurs did the only thing they could, pooled all their nuts & fuzzballs to buy a huge distillery for their beloved old Hasbeen to retire with an infinite future supply of ale, promising to visit often and drink with da beloved old 'been, then they lit the big council fire -- i mean the BIG one on top of Booyazu Summit Table Cliff.

They stomped their staffs, lit their toys and surplus fur, went really really crazy delirious wild, then elected a new demigodressly spiritual leader, the

molten cheers,

~ FireMike

FireMikeZ@yahoo.com (personal messages welcome, no promo spam, please!)
Laguna, California, US

Posted: 29th Oct 2002
Story so far:

It was a beautiful sunny day, the trees where swaying in the wind, clouds travelled across the sky and worms drilled through the soil. It was the year 2545; earth had changed significantly over the last 4 centuries. Human beings were our ancestors and we were new beings in this new world we have green skin, but that is normal for us. We also have little pink eyes. We are...albino rats! But remember, in the sun-drenched land of the albino rats, the sun-block vendor is king. Therefore, here I stand, the man with the monopoly on sun block products. I am about to embark on the biggest venture of my life
Yes! I was getting out of the sun block business and into commercial road building projects. How I inwardly rejoiced knowing, the concrete wave would soon be sweeping over these lush sun kissed isles. "But, honey,' my mate pointed out, "everybody just uses heli-jets now. How are you going to sell people on ground transport?" "Easy," I said, picking up my huge twin katanas. "I must go to the Land of Thoughts and change everyone's mind about transportation." After gathering supplies, I left to venture past Mount Fire poi. Where a bunch of freaks regularly gather to tell stories in a non-traditional manner by only saying three sentences each . It would be dangerous; they did not like to be disturbed. And the little spiky-haired weirdoes were armed with 21/2-foot long chains with sharp, spikey spheres that can be lit aflame attached to the end. Once spinning these they could take out an entire army if necessary...but they hoped it wouldn't be needed if The great black Hasbeen would raise from his fiery bed deep within Mount Fire poi. Among them was a strange girl that did not like fire and cowered whenever he friends and family swung their flaming spheres around. This confused her so she took a walk up the side of the mountain in search of the great Hasbeen, in hopes that he could tell her... not where the f ck to go but how to find her courage, somewhere hidden deep inside her heart, where the fire her mother bore for her still glows. She knew it was there, but she had not been able to light it up for years. As she climbed hand over fist, fingers getting scraped and cut on the craggy crumbly crusty lava stone cliff-sides of Mount Fire poi, suddenly a giant green emu jumped out from behind a rock and shouted: "NI”. Princess dirty washing basket (twas a silly name...but then again her parents did take rather liberal amounts of acid) was taken aback. Meanwhile, in the forest of Ewing, danger reared its ugly head by being very dangerous indeed. So dangerous, in fact, that it had its very own specialised "DANGER!" power-emblem stretched across its strapping lycra-clad torso. It was immensely overjoyed, all those many eons ago, to discover the many wonders that wearing its knickers on top could have when something jumped out of the shadows! It was none other than an over sized turnip. This turnip was so over sized, so large, so immense and gargantuan that, on seeing the Emu, cried out in a large voice ''Arm yourself with your donkey of choice!!'' He was himself of course carrying none other than Rock-of-Magic-opening-powers. "I call upon you rock”, he screamed as all of a sudden, the man with the katanas, Princess dirty, the turnip and the emu himself were lifted off the ground into the air. Their bodies contorted into one glowing ball and the flew to the centre of Mount Fire poi, where the evil Uncle Pickled Pecker resided and waited for his next pickled delicacy Hot pickled princess. His deepest desire was to consume as many pickled princess's as possible before the Great Black HasBeen awoke to punish and torment his first child. His youngest sister was at that moment waking the Great HasBeen to tell him that his shoelaces were untied. She ran and laughed as he looked down and saw them perfectly tied together. Meanwhile, the Rock had taken our hero’s to a new place they had never been a lovely tropical island, with a green sea lapping it is waves gently on the lavender sand shores. A very large lemur in a sort of a sky-blue grass skirt was startled by their abrupt appearance, but recovered quickly. "Welcome' said the lemur, offering them all some of those really tasty fruity drinks with the lime wedges and little umbrella's and all, the kind that get you shitfaced drunk before you know it, to the Lost Island Of "Talking, Alcoholic, Easily-Startled Lemurs." The lemur informed the motley crew before him that they had arrived just in time, for the time of equinox had arrived with them. In fact, the double suns, which were about to set/rise, were expected to imbue all those exposed to the sight a great love of fire. With the set/rise of the sun, the great Hasbeen awoke. The earth rumbled with his might, and the tribe of Mt. Fire poi rejoiced, for their god was back!

The lemurs and enigmatic demonic presence of mount Fire poi into their excruciatingly dull and naive fire performance which couldn't go ahead anyway cos the only quote they had would cost them their left kidneys each and several eyeballs.

“ sod this for a lark" said one of the lemurs and ran off to the pub. Rather inebriated after several ales he made a pass at the barmaid Debu of Bochari. Little did he realise that she was in fact the evil Uncle Pickled *insert word here*. With a yelp he said, " So you have discovered my secret. Alas I like to wear woman’s underwear." With that the great Hasbeen laughed his ass off and ya know, an assless Hasbeen is just a . . . well, ya know, can't even take a sh*t worth a sh*t, just disgraceful, so the lemurs did the only thing they could, pooled all their nuts & fuzz balls to buy a huge distillery for their beloved old Hasbeen to retire with an infinite future supply of ale, promising to visit often and drink with da beloved old 'been, then they lit the big council fire -- I mean the BIG one on top of Booyazu Summit Table Cliff.

They stomped their staffs, lit their toys and surplus fur, went really really crazy delirious wild, then elected a new demigoddess spiritual leader, the

old man from scene 24! for he was also the keeper of the bridge of Death! The bridge whcih the travveling companions had to get across in order to

Posted: 29th Oct 2002
[not die and become heavenly or demonic or limbo fire twirlers? no, not that!]

molten cheers,

~ FireMike

FireMikeZ@yahoo.com (personal messages welcome, no promo spam, please!)
Laguna, California, US