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"One Universe" RPG SEASON III SIGN-UP FORM

Screen Name: Syn (Mercenary)

Character you would like to play: Superman AKA Clark Kent

Powers: Super strength, Speed, Stamina, durability, senses, intelligence, regeneration, longevity, super breath, heat vision, x-ray vision, and flight

Brief biography of the character's history:

A dying world at the edge of the universe slowly crumbled and degenerated as it died. It's people lived in denial, unbelieving that their world would or could fall. One man tried to warn them, but his cries and pleas went unheard. Knowing time was short, the man put his child, his only son, into a pod to release into space. He knew it was risky, but he also knew that a life was better than no life at all. This man was Jor-El, his son Kal-El, the last son of Krypton.

Kal-El was sent out into space, away from his home, lost in space as he traveled aimlessly for a new home. His old home errupted in fire and was destroyed behind him, a symbolic ending to the way things were. Soon, Kal-El's pod would find Earth, his new world and domain.

Kal-El crashed in Kansas on the farm of a couple. This couple found the child and took him in as their own. Their names were Jonathan and Martha Kent, loving mother and father of their new boy. They raised Kal-El, whom they named Clark, as their own; never treating him differently despite the truth they knew. However, as Clark grew, so did his powers, and eventually, the truth became impossible to hide.

His parents told him of his origins, how they found him and raised him. At first, Clark felt like an outsider; like a freak and alien. But soon, Clark realised the true truth. Though he was different, unhuman, an orphan and the last son of a dead world, his home was here. Earth, where he was raised, taught, and loved. Clark used the knowledge his parents gave him to go out into the world and strive to do more than the average man, hope to make a difference.

With his powers, Clark soon developed a new persona. With a shield of his lineage on his chest and a cape of red to blend to his blue suit, Clark became a Superman to the world. A symbol of hope, freedom, and the comfort that there will always be a tomorrow. Clark fought evil, conquered unsurmountable odds, and became the herald to the world as its savior, its protector. But as Clark fought, saved, and rescued, he soon learned of others with strange powers such as his. His world expanded once more, and Clark had new challenges to face. Coping with the other heroes of the world and their conflicting views with his own.

Over the years, Clark blended more into the superhero community, thwarting both terrestrial evil and extraterrestrial evil alike. He became more than what he was, learning and adapting while remaining the same man he was sculpted to be. Now he fights for what he knows is right, and remains the symbol of mankind's hope. A hero, a son, a Superman.

List a few reasons why you have chosen that character: Superman is my all time favorite hero. Over the years he has changed and adapted to culture while still remaining the same. He inspired the heroes to come, he inspired generations of people, and even in the darkest days, he helped us remember why we fight.

What can you bring to this game?: I can bring my usual Synish writing with my own view of Superman, while still keeping the points that make us all love (or come to love) the big blue boyscout.

Color and font you plan on using for your character's speech: Blue Trebuchet MS

How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG: As many as I need to.

Please provide a sample post with original content in the style that you plan to write your character in (must be at least 5 paragraphs long and contain at least 3 line of dialogue):

The city of Metropolis is awake and alive. Even in the earliest hours of the morning, the city is thriving; cars filling the streets, planes flying over the highest building, and boats swimming through the harbor. Civilians walk up and down the streets as they make their daily runs, moving from their homes to work and sometimes the places in between.

The offices of every building are constantly filled with the workers, readying themselves for the long day ahead. In the offices of the Daily Planet, there are no exceptions. Perry White, the publisher of the popular paper, growls in his office as he panics over deadlines and layouts. As he grinds the cigar in his mouth he reads through an article in the rough draft of today's paper. Shaking his head, he throws the article down on the table, and stares at the employee in front of him.

"Lane!" He grumbles, resting his body by his arms on the top of the table. "Another story about Luthor?" He asks with an obvious hint of sacrasm.


"The people need to know, chief." The young reporter responds proudly. "If Luthor's been paying off crime lords in the city to help his fundraisers, the people should know."

"Lane, how many times do I have to tell you the paper is more than Luthor!"

"Perry, you pay me to report on news. If Luthor is the news, I report on it. I can't help how often he makes himself the spotlight, I can only be responsible for my portrayal of the story." She grins haughtily, placing her hands over her chest as her stance resembles one of power and pride. "And to be frank, I think I did a damn fine job."

Perry lets out a heavy sigh and slowly leans back into his chair. He rubs his head with a lessened pace, with his other hand raised he reaches to his mouth for the cigar. He takes it in between his thumb and index finger, takes a quick puff, and pulls it from his mouth. "You're your best critic, Lane." He says with a tone. Suddenly, the door to the office opens, and a man sticks his head in through the opening.

"Mr. White, I have my article on Metropolis' Eco-Center's Statistics done," the man says in a humble manner. "Sorry it's a little late, I was...preoccupied."


"Yeah, yeah, Kent," Perry tells the man, waving him off. "Just get it in faster next time." Lois Lane smiles as she turns over her shoulder. She looks at the man in the doorway, Clark Kent, and gives him a look only she could give.

"Come on Kent, really? Two minutes past deadline and you apologize?" She shakes her head with her usual mocking stance. "Chief's hassling me about my article which I got in an hour ago, and you? He just waves you off with a hand. Try to be like me and get your stuff in on time so I don't take all the heat."


"If he was like you, Lane, I'd have two controversial writers getting me lawsuits up the-"

"Good papers sell, Chief." She cuts in with a quip. "Now, is the article scrapped or...?"

"No...no." Perry says with another sigh. "It's fine...fine. I'll just have to get somebody to be ready for Luthor's lawyers today."

"Thanks, chief." Lois says with a grin. She pushes past Clark gently as she moves through the doorway, and she slinks past him with a walk unique to her own attitude and style. As she passes Clark, she winks at him while saying, "See ya later, Smallville." She exits the room and begins her walk past the desks neatly placed in two rows, each equally spaced from one another. Clark watches her leave, and adjusts his glasses with a dignified smirk.

"Kent!" Perry bellows, catching his attention. Clark turns to his boss as the man waves him in, and he enters the room as the door shuts behind him. "Kent, I have a story for you."

"Thanks, Mr. White." He says with a smile.

"Kent, I've got some sources who told me about a secret project going on down in Suicide slums."

"Secret?" Clark asks curiously.

"Apparently Intergang's been getting in shipments of drugs and armaments." Perry says, shaking his head. "My buddy down in the precinct told me they all know what's going on, but they don't have any reliable proof to make an arrest or even get a warrent." Perry looks up, staring at Clark intently. "I need you to do some investigative journalism down there. Expose their operation and blow it out in the open. It's a win win. Police get a warrent and probably some arrests, we sell some papers, you get to be the hero." Perry leans forward in his chair, keeping his eyes locked on Clark's face. "So, how 'bout it kid? You up for it?"

Clark simply smiles at Perry, an expression of concealed confidence on his face, exposed only by the gimmer in his eyes. "You got it, Mr. White."
Clark grins. "But...why didn't you tell Lois about it?" Perry grins as he comfortably leans back in his chair, putting the cigar back in his mouth and taking a relieved puff.

"Because I'd like to see you get a head start. Upset the applecart on her end for a change." Clark smiles as he moves to the door, and he waves quickly back to his boss.

"Thank you, Mr. White. I'll have the story for you, don't worry."

"Don't let me down, boy!"
He calls out. "I'm counting on you." As Perry finishes his sentence, Clark is already in the elevator shaft. As the doors close in front of him, he proudly pushes out his chest and grabs the sides of his buttoned shirt. With a quick jerk he pulls it open to reveal a hidden suit beneath. A shield of yellow and red is exposed, the symbol of Superman, the man of tomorrow. "You can count on me, Mr. White," Clark says softly as he shakes his head, allowing a loch of hair to fall freely onto his brow. "Everyone can."

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And I never got a chance to say this, but I'm shocked EB left. He will be missed. :up:
 
It's sad to see Eddie leave, and this is for him as much as it is for me, if not a little less, but here I go.


"One Universe" RPG SEASON III SIGN-UP FORM

Screen Name:
Blacklight

Character you would like to play: Peter Parker, the Amazing Spider-Man

Powers: He has the powers of enhanced agility and strength, adhesion to any surface, and a spider sense to detect danger. He also has wrist mounted web shooters. He is also a natural genius in the fields of science and physics.

Brief biography of the character's history: Peter Parker was just your average teenage nerd attending Midtown High School, until he was bitten by an irradiated spider and given the powers of a spider. At first, he used his powers for selfish reasons, and one night when Peter had the oppurtunity to stop a robber, he didn't. That same robber managed to kill Peter's Uncle Ben, which had caused Peter a tremendous amount of guilt for not acting responsibly, and so a hero was born. Using his uncle's advice of "With great power comes great responsibilty" t guide him, Peter became Spider-Man to protect the citizens of New York so they do not share the same fate as his beloved Uncle.

List a few reasons why you have chosen that character: I'm a big fan of Spider-Man comics and other Spidey media, and to play him in an RPG would be a great honor.

What can you bring to this game?: I want to write a Spider-Man that can hopefully live up to the legends that wrote him until now. I'll completely stay true to the character and not do anything that can take away from who he is.

Color and font you plan on using for your character's speech: Red Comic Sans MS for Pete, Bolded for Spider-Man

How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG: As much as possible.

Please provide a sample post with original content in the style that you plan to write your character in (must be at least 5 paragraphs long and contain at least 3 line of dialogue):

Wow. Such a beautiful day today in New York City. The sun is shining. The wind is cool and refreshing, and the predominately natural scent of automotive exhaust and 12-inch frankfurters is barely noticeable. It feels calm. Serene. Tranquil. Something I rarely get to experience, given what I do. It feels good. Almost makes me want to sing...

"Don't stop! Believin'!"

As I rocked on to the Journey that played in my head and continued swinging on the fibrous thread of web that I held firmly in my head and between my fingers, I felt a strange feeling in the back of my neck. One that caused me to come to an abrupt halt. It was my spider-sense, and it was going off like the Tin-Man walking through a metal detector.

I gently let go of the line and clung myself to the side of a nearby building to notice my surroundings, taking in every detail. Looking for any irregularity, and that's when I heard it. An alarm. It sounded like a schoolbell, and believe me, I know all too well what that sounds like. Except it was louder, and much more alerting, like it's coming from...

The bank. Luckily it's only a few feet away...

Jumping off of the reflective window, I pressed my middle two fingers into the buttons in the palm of my glove, and watched as the strands of webbing all weaved into one larger line before adhering to the nearest balcony, and with a tremendous amount of momentum, I leapt off the web at the near-top of my swing arc and felt the rush as the wind blew against my masked face, before landing gently on the roof of the bank, before I crawled off the ledge and down the side of the wall, and utilizing the element of surprise, I managed to peer through a window to get a good look of what's going on.

"Well lookie who we have here..."

* * *​

Herman Schultz was just an ordinary highschool dropout, until he gave in to his evil inhibitions and built a suit and gauntlets that can shoot vibrational energy blasts to become a high-class criminal. Lucky him that his freindly neighborhood Spider-Man happened to be around today to crash the party.

"Pleasure doing business with you. Now if you'll excuse me--"

"Hey there, oven-mitt! Fancy seeing you here!" I announced as I lowered myself from a webline clinging to the ceiling like a Duncan yo-yo, obstructing his path to the front door.

"Spider-Man!" The crowd of bystanders called out, alerting the Shocker of my prescence.

"Spider-Man! Wh-what are you doing here?"

"I had to make a transaction. It's incredible how much web-shooters cost these days. I blame it on the poor economy..."

"Enough talk, web-head. Get out of my way before I crush you like the bug you are..."

"I agree. No more talking. Let's polka!"

THWIP!

Before he could blink, I shot a small line of web at the dufflebag of cash he had in his right hand, and managed to rip it from his gloved fingers. He looked down at his empty hand before looking to see me gone, clinging to the ceiling and webbing the dufflebag to it. I wasn't worried too much about how the staff will get it down, because the web will disolve in about an hour anyways. Plenty of time for me to take this clown to the cleaners...

Before I got too deep into thought however, my spider sense went off in time for me to dodge one of his vibro-blasts. I then jumped from the ceiling to a nearby pillar, and looked at the Shocker shooting wildly like a maniac. He's gonna bring this place down, and there's too many hostages in here for me to allow him the time he needs to do that.

"C'mon, Hermy. Catch the birdie!" I taunted. He then shot out another deadly discharge, which to his chagrin I again easily avoided.

"Hold still, Spider!"

"God your aim is worse than Gary Busey's when he's on drugs..."

"Ha-ha. Funny, wall-crawler. Let's see how much you laugh when I crush your windpipe..."

"You'll have to catch me first, quilt-for-brains."

The Shocker then became so enraged that he launched three more vibro-bullets, and with each one I avoided, I came closer and closer to where he stood, which caused him to move back towards the wall and infront of another huge support pillar. Then when he was distracted by my insults, I simultaneously fired two lines of web at him, which had both missed his head by centimeters...

"Hah! You missed, web-head."

"Wasn't aimin' at ya..." I retorted with a smirk, tugging on the pillar behind him and watching it collapse on top of him. It knocked him out cold...

"Night night, Shocky."

In the next moment, I was gone. Swinging throught the skyline of the Big Apple, leaving behind a webbed up supervillain, and a note attatched for Captain Stacy that read...

Courtesy of your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man!


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I don't give a ****. Take this **** or leave it. I know I won't have a snowball's chance in hell.


"One Universe" RPG SEASON III SIGN-UP FORM

Screen Name:
The Bogus Byrd Man

Character you would like to play: Peter Parker/Spider-Man

Powers: Enhanced leaping, reflexes, and ability to crawl walls. Along with his normal high IQ, Peter has a "spider-sense" that senses danger.

Brief biography of the character's history:

Peter Parker's childhood ended the night the man with hollow eyes stepped out of the shadows and demanded money from his wealthy parents. As he crouched over their dead bodies, Peter made a promise to his dying parents that he would make the world a place where no boy would ever have his parents taken from him.....

whoops, sorry. :o

A high school student who's constantly picked on, Peter Parker was bit by a radoiactive spider during a science expo. The bite gave Peter superpowers, He used his powers for his own self, until the night he could have stopped a mugger. That mugger killed his surrogate father, Ben Parker. Now knowing that with great power comes great responsability, Peter is the Amazing Spider-Man!



List a few reasons why you have chosen that character: I play him in one RPG already, but I figured I'd try to set up a franchise! Naah, while I do enjoy playing him in Marvel, I'd really like to play a Spidey without all the emotional baggage. The little wall-crawling **** has grown on me. While I was never a fan, I've seen his appeal and have actually read some Spider-Man comics since applying for him! :wow:

What can you bring to this game?: Decent RPer with some experience.

Color and font you plan on using for your character's speech: I'll copy what they all said with the comic sans MS and bolded.

How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG: Much as possible.

Please provide a sample post with original content in the style that you plan to write your character in (must be at least 5 paragraphs long and contain at least 3 line of dialogue):

"TEN POINTER!" Flash yells out as his rather large foot connects with my rather slender tush.

"Oww!" I cry out as I sail through the air and slam into a locker.

I knew the brute was coming for what felt like an hour, but I had to stick it out.

"You're so lame, Parker!" He says as he high-fives one of his pals.

"Yeah, Flash. I sure am...."

*************
THWIP! THWIP! THWIP!

Three web-balls stirke the armed robbers in the back and they fall to the ground.

"Wow. Robbing an armored car in broad daylight, and I thought reality tv was the end all be all of human stupidity!"

It takes me all of ten seconds to web up the three thugs to a light pole.

"That should hold. I learned that knot in the boyscouts...no, nothing happend between me and my scout master, although he was also a catholic priest....wow, and that remark stamps my ticket to hell."

A small crowd as gathered to watch, someone in the crowd catches my eye.

"Spider-Man!" Flash Thompson yells out with his thick arms in the air.

"Can I have your auto-mmph!" That's all he can say, as I hit him in the mouth with a web-ball, just a small one to shut him up. I know I shouldn't have done it, but my butt still hurts from that kicking he gave me a few hours ago.

"Ten pointer!" I mumble to myself as I leap into the air and swing away.

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First, the easy one because no one else applied. :p

"One Universe" RPG SEASON III SIGN-UP FORM

Screen Name: Syn (Mercenary)

Character you would like to play: Superman AKA Clark Kent

Powers: Super strength, Speed, Stamina, durability, senses, intelligence, regeneration, longevity, super breath, heat vision, x-ray vision, and flight

Brief biography of the character's history:

A dying world at the edge of the universe slowly crumbled and degenerated as it died. It's people lived in denial, unbelieving that their world would or could fall. One man tried to warn them, but his cries and pleas went unheard. Knowing time was short, the man put his child, his only son, into a pod to release into space. He knew it was risky, but he also knew that a life was better than no life at all. This man was Jor-El, his son Kal-El, the last son of Krypton.

Kal-El was sent out into space, away from his home, lost in space as he traveled aimlessly for a new home. His old home errupted in fire and was destroyed behind him, a symbolic ending to the way things were. Soon, Kal-El's pod would find Earth, his new world and domain.

Kal-El crashed in Kansas on the farm of a couple. This couple found the child and took him in as their own. Their names were Jonathan and Martha Kent, loving mother and father of their new boy. They raised Kal-El, whom they named Clark, as their own; never treating him differently despite the truth they knew. However, as Clark grew, so did his powers, and eventually, the truth became impossible to hide.

His parents told him of his origins, how they found him and raised him. At first, Clark felt like an outsider; like a freak and alien. But soon, Clark realised the true truth. Though he was different, unhuman, an orphan and the last son of a dead world, his home was here. Earth, where he was raised, taught, and loved. Clark used the knowledge his parents gave him to go out into the world and strive to do more than the average man, hope to make a difference.

With his powers, Clark soon developed a new persona. With a shield of his lineage on his chest and a cape of red to blend to his blue suit, Clark became a Superman to the world. A symbol of hope, freedom, and the comfort that there will always be a tomorrow. Clark fought evil, conquered unsurmountable odds, and became the herald to the world as its savior, its protector. But as Clark fought, saved, and rescued, he soon learned of others with strange powers such as his. His world expanded once more, and Clark had new challenges to face. Coping with the other heroes of the world and their conflicting views with his own.

Over the years, Clark blended more into the superhero community, thwarting both terrestrial evil and extraterrestrial evil alike. He became more than what he was, learning and adapting while remaining the same man he was sculpted to be. Now he fights for what he knows is right, and remains the symbol of mankind's hope. A hero, a son, a Superman.

List a few reasons why you have chosen that character: Superman is my all time favorite hero. Over the years he has changed and adapted to culture while still remaining the same. He inspired the heroes to come, he inspired generations of people, and even in the darkest days, he helped us remember why we fight.

What can you bring to this game?: I can bring my usual Synish writing with my own view of Superman, while still keeping the points that make us all love (or come to love) the big blue boyscout.

Color and font you plan on using for your character's speech: Blue Trebuchet MS

How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG: As many as I need to.

Please provide a sample post with original content in the style that you plan to write your character in (must be at least 5 paragraphs long and contain at least 3 line of dialogue):

The city of Metropolis is awake and alive. Even in the earliest hours of the morning, the city is thriving; cars filling the streets, planes flying over the highest building, and boats swimming through the harbor. Civilians walk up and down the streets as they make their daily runs, moving from their homes to work and sometimes the places in between.

The offices of every building are constantly filled with the workers, readying themselves for the long day ahead. In the offices of the Daily Planet, there are no exceptions. Perry White, the publisher of the popular paper, growls in his office as he panics over deadlines and layouts. As he grinds the cigar in his mouth he reads through an article in the rough draft of today's paper. Shaking his head, he throws the article down on the table, and stares at the employee in front of him.

"Lane!" He grumbles, resting his body by his arms on the top of the table. "Another story about Luthor?" He asks with an obvious hint of sacrasm.


"The people need to know, chief." The young reporter responds proudly. "If Luthor's been paying off crime lords in the city to help his fundraisers, the people should know."

"Lane, how many times do I have to tell you the paper is more than Luthor!"

"Perry, you pay me to report on news. If Luthor is the news, I report on it. I can't help how often he makes himself the spotlight, I can only be responsible for my portrayal of the story." She grins haughtily, placing her hands over her chest as her stance resembles one of power and pride. "And to be frank, I think I did a damn fine job."

Perry lets out a heavy sigh and slowly leans back into his chair. He rubs his head with a lessened pace, with his other hand raised he reaches to his mouth for the cigar. He takes it in between his thumb and index finger, takes a quick puff, and pulls it from his mouth. "You're your best critic, Lane." He says with a tone. Suddenly, the door to the office opens, and a man sticks his head in through the opening.

"Mr. White, I have my article on Metropolis' Eco-Center's Statistics done," the man says in a humble manner. "Sorry it's a little late, I was...preoccupied."


"Yeah, yeah, Kent," Perry tells the man, waving him off. "Just get it in faster next time." Lois Lane smiles as she turns over her shoulder. She looks at the man in the doorway, Clark Kent, and gives him a look only she could give.

"Come on Kent, really? Two minutes past deadline and you apologize?" She shakes her head with her usual mocking stance. "Chief's hassling me about my article which I got in an hour ago, and you? He just waves you off with a hand. Try to be like me and get your stuff in on time so I don't take all the heat."


"If he was like you, Lane, I'd have two controversial writers getting me lawsuits up the-"

"Good papers sell, Chief." She cuts in with a quip. "Now, is the article scrapped or...?"

"No...no." Perry says with another sigh. "It's fine...fine. I'll just have to get somebody to be ready for Luthor's lawyers today."

"Thanks, chief." Lois says with a grin. She pushes past Clark gently as she moves through the doorway, and she slinks past him with a walk unique to her own attitude and style. As she passes Clark, she winks at him while saying, "See ya later, Smallville." She exits the room and begins her walk past the desks neatly placed in two rows, each equally spaced from one another. Clark watches her leave, and adjusts his glasses with a dignified smirk.

"Kent!" Perry bellows, catching his attention. Clark turns to his boss as the man waves him in, and he enters the room as the door shuts behind him. "Kent, I have a story for you."

"Thanks, Mr. White." He says with a smile.

"Kent, I've got some sources who told me about a secret project going on down in Suicide slums."

"Secret?" Clark asks curiously.

"Apparently Intergang's been getting in shipments of drugs and armaments." Perry says, shaking his head. "My buddy down in the precinct told me they all know what's going on, but they don't have any reliable proof to make an arrest or even get a warrent." Perry looks up, staring at Clark intently. "I need you to do some investigative journalism down there. Expose their operation and blow it out in the open. It's a win win. Police get a warrent and probably some arrests, we sell some papers, you get to be the hero." Perry leans forward in his chair, keeping his eyes locked on Clark's face. "So, how 'bout it kid? You up for it?"

Clark simply smiles at Perry, an expression of concealed confidence on his face, exposed only by the gimmer in his eyes. "You got it, Mr. White."
Clark grins. "But...why didn't you tell Lois about it?" Perry grins as he comfortably leans back in his chair, putting the cigar back in his mouth and taking a relieved puff.

"Because I'd like to see you get a head start. Upset the applecart on her end for a change." Clark smiles as he moves to the door, and he waves quickly back to his boss.

"Thank you, Mr. White. I'll have the story for you, don't worry."

"Don't let me down, boy!"
He calls out. "I'm counting on you." As Perry finishes his sentence, Clark is already in the elevator shaft. As the doors close in front of him, he proudly pushes out his chest and grabs the sides of his buttoned shirt. With a quick jerk he pulls it open to reveal a hidden suit beneath. A shield of yellow and red is exposed, the symbol of Superman, the man of tomorrow. "You can count on me, Mr. White," Clark says softly as he shakes his head, allowing a loch of hair to fall freely onto his brow. "Everyone can."

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trustyside-kick said:
trusty: Intriguing. Before we close, what is one character you'd love to have your hands at portraying?

Syn: Superman. He's my favorite character in comics and my favorite hero all around. Symbol of America and the Man of Tomorrow.

trusty: Huh, didn't expect that. Don't recall you portraying many of the characters in his mythos except for Metallo for a while in UDC and Brainiac briefly in DC.

Syn: Yeah, not many people expect that answer.
My day has come! :supes:
 
Ok, JB and I agreed that there's no way in hell we're giving Spidey to an ******* like Byrd. Even if he is a lovable racist.

But we did agree on who would be the next Spidey. And, so, to make a long announcement short, the new Spider-Man is...

I'm such an ass.
I shouldn't be doing this again
But I couldn't resist.
So...
...
...
...
PP is approved.
 
.... I had no say in deciding who would be the next person to portray Babs' love interest. I'm calling foul on this one! :cmad:
 
No. I'm posting on the completely awesome Mac that the people I nanny for own. I came over to feed the dogs, and decided to get online and check the hype since you told me I had posting to do. Now go read the bulletin board, dammit! :cmad:
 
I did. And don't use the Mac too much or it will start calling to you, and no one can resist the intoxicating siren song of the Mac once it gets its claws in you. ;)
 
I would kill for a Mac book... which is probably what I'd need to do to afford one right now, to sell the organs on the black market for enough money to pay it off. My life sucks. ;_;
 
Heard woman were selling their eggs for about 3 to 10 grand. :clown:

...Just an option. You could buy, like, 3-7 mac books with that much money. :o
 
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