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01-24-2011, 11:45 AM
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Join Date: Oct 2010
Posts: 3,812
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Quote:
Originally Posted by vindicatedxjin
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YFk2_5RkwlA
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Woke up with fifty enemies plottin' my death
All fifty seein' visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressed
Had me creepin' 'round corners, homie sleepin' in my vest.
-Breathin, Tupac.
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01-24-2011, 11:48 AM
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#27
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Join Date: Aug 2009
Location: ∞ ∞ //▲▲\\ ∞ ∞
Posts: 4,618
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laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaameeeeeeeeee
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01-24-2011, 01:36 PM
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#28
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Join Date: Jan 2011
Posts: 88
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Pineapple_Juice
I choose Vajazzling.
They have Vajazzle porn now.
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You gon have to get yo sexy ass to metropolis then. And; For serious? they got Vajazzle porn now? I always thought it looked like expensive Herpes. Shhiieeeeyyytttttt.
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01-24-2011, 01:39 PM
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#29
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Join Date: Jan 2011
Posts: 95
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Nigguh, I gave Lane "expensive herpes."
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01-24-2011, 01:47 PM
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#30
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Join Date: Jan 2011
Posts: 88
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Bitch, Me an Bizarro gon dickslap you from here to where Krypton was and back mothafucka. With o without yo gay battlesuit.
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01-24-2011, 01:52 PM
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#31
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Join Date: Aug 2009
Location: ∞ ∞ //▲▲\\ ∞ ∞
Posts: 4,618
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Superman
You gon have to get yo sexy ass to metropolis then. And; For serious? they got Vajazzle porn now? I always thought it looked like expensive Herpes. Shhiieeeeyyytttttt.
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Bahahahahahahhahahaha
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01-24-2011, 02:54 PM
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#32
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Join Date: Jan 2011
Posts: 95
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Superman
Bitch, Me an Bizarro gon dickslap you from here to where Krypton was and back mothafucka. With o without yo gay battlesuit.
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Nigguh you as dumb as he is.
Bizarro loves Superman and totally wouldn't do anything I tell him to.
See, Me, Bizzy' and a few other guys from Secret Society, Batzarro, Metallo and Joker.
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01-24-2011, 03:20 PM
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#33
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Join Date: Jan 2011
Posts: 88
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Fool, Bizarro has a fuckin hardcore crack habit. He sucks mah dick fo it. Hell, he'd do anythaanngg Fo crack G. Get cho head straight.
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01-24-2011, 03:24 PM
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#34
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Join Date: Jan 2011
Posts: 95
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You pussy ass bitch.
A treal nigguh would know I RUN the crack round here boy.
I own like, aaaaaall of dis city's cliques and nigguhs.
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01-24-2011, 03:27 PM
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#35
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Join Date: Jan 2011
Posts: 88
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You don't own shit you Baldheaded motherfucker. You too damn cheap to get a mothafuckin propper battlesuit and shit son...
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01-24-2011, 03:31 PM
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#36
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Join Date: Jan 2011
Posts: 95
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Bicthwhaaaaaaaaaaaaat?!
My Battlesuit is so fucking pimp.
It fucking stops cancer, ******, yeah you can stop a bullet but have you cured any fucking cancer?
No, you know why, because you're fucking allergic to the rock that cures cancer.
BECAUSE YOUR PLANET BLEW UP.
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01-24-2011, 03:34 PM
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#37
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Join Date: Jan 2011
Posts: 88
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Niggayouracist. I'm in a Pimpin Wheelchair and all you can come up with is that I'm allergic to a motherfuckin rock? Damn bitch dat low.
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01-24-2011, 03:38 PM
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#38
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Join Date: Jan 2011
Posts: 95
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Nigguh u don't get de gravity of this.
I can just fucking, block out the sun or some shit and you're just a guy with a fajjit haircut.
Plus, these fajjit goths would love that shit.
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01-24-2011, 03:40 PM
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#39
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Join Date: Jan 2011
Posts: 88
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Dayum son. I'd just get mah home Dr. (Dre) Manhatten to move dat shit right out da way. Yeah Mothafuck you heard. I'd get GOD to do shit for me.
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01-24-2011, 03:45 PM
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#40
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Join Date: Jan 2011
Posts: 95
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Bitch you know who I deal with?
I will get fucking Darkseid, straight from fucking Apokolips.
He'll fucking make you evil again or some shit.
He will make you film while I fuck Lane, and Wonder Woman, all over your JL watchtower shit.
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01-24-2011, 03:52 PM
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#41
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Join Date: Jan 2011
Posts: 88
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Mothafucka I'll spunk in your ear when you sleep.
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01-24-2011, 03:56 PM
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#42
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Join Date: Jan 2011
Posts: 95
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OHWAIT.
I got there first.
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01-24-2011, 04:00 PM
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#43
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Join Date: Jan 2011
Posts: 88
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Fool, you can't even triforce.
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01-24-2011, 04:03 PM
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#44
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Join Date: Jan 2011
Posts: 95
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Nobjockey, do Power, Wisdom and Courage sound like something a supervillain would chug dicks over?
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01-24-2011, 04:12 PM
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#46
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Join Date: Jan 2011
Posts: 95
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Let's get Metropolis mooooooooooooovinggggg.
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01-24-2011, 04:23 PM
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#47
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Join Date: Jul 2007
Location: Australia
Posts: 2,424
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Quote:
Originally Posted by vindicatedxjin
Can I be a jungle plant?
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Triffid!? :O
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01-24-2011, 05:50 PM
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#48
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Join Date: Aug 2009
Location: ∞ ∞ //▲▲\\ ∞ ∞
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That would be bad ass. If I was a plant, I would be a rose...with the carnivorous capability's of the Triffid.
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01-24-2011, 08:47 PM
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#49
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Join Date: Oct 2010
Posts: 3,812
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Hrm. I'm very tired and very drunk. I'd like to post more, but I have to go to a range in the morning so this is all y'all get for now.
CAMERA CUTS TO A SOLO HELICOPTER FLYING LOW OVER AN EXOTIC JUNGLE LANDSCAPE. ALTHOUGH PARTIALLY SHROUDED BY A DISTANT RIDGELINE, THE SETTING SUN CAN BE CLEARLY DISTINGUISHED THROUGH THE ROLLING CANOPY. IN IT'S DAILY MOMENT OF WANING GLORY, IT APPEARS AS AN ORACLE FORETELLING A COMING APOCALYPSE TO A WORLD THAT TURNS A BLIND EYE. THROUGH A SCORCHED RED HEAVEN, IT CONVEYS A WARNING OF BLOOD SO PRIMAL THAT ONLY DEVILS MIGHT UNDERSTAND THE KIND OF HELL THEY ENTER. THE CHOPPER CONTINUES IT'S FLIGHT PATH UNTIL IT CRESTS THE RIDGELINE. BEYOND, A SMALL CLEARING CAN BE SEEN ON A PLATEAU IN THE DISTANCE. MASKED BY SHEER SLOPES, IT STANDS AS AN ISLAND OF ORDER THREATENED TO BE DEVOURED BY A CHAOTIC SEA.
CAMERA CUTS TO THE CREW COMPARTMENT OF THE HELICOPTER. INSIDE, A SLEEPING VERSUS CAN BE SEEN BATHED IN DIM RED LIGHT FROM AN OPEN HATCH. OPPOSITE HIM, HUMANEPAIN GAZES OUTSIDE.
HP: [Quietly to himself] Sanity, it would seem, is being encroached upon by the very madness aligned against us.
CAMERA CUTS TO THE HELICOPTER LANDING IN THE CLEARING. THE SUN HAS FINALLY SET, AND FLOODLIGHTS ARE ALL THAT REMAIN TO ILLUMINATE A SMALL COMPLEX OF SANDBAGS AND CONCRETE. VERSUS AND HUMANEPAIN EXIT THE HELICOPTER.
V: [Cautiously] What is this place?
HP: [Pauses to compose himself] The last bastion of coherence we have left,
Versus. The General board.
V: [Shocked] Fuck. How?
HP: When it all began, we were so disorganized that t'was nigh impossible to coordinate any kind of defense. I believe it was the notion of it all. Our minds petrified in the attempt to rationalize, to merely grasp the absurdity. I think t'was in that instance that the trolls saw their opportunity. Our burden was our need for thought... Where all they merely concerned themselves with was to speak. The new newbies broke ranks first.
V: [Confused] New newbies?
HP: [Sternly] Versus...
V: [Thinks for a moment, then overcomes his ego and comprehends the courtesy extended to him.] Oh. Right. Last October.
HP: [Undeterred] Without a ready supply of pawns and shouldering too many passive members, we had no other recourse but to fall back here. [With a hint of regret] We have lost much. Worse, we stand to lose more still. [Cryptically] If it wasn't for The Don, I question that we would have fought at all.
V: The Don?
HP: This way.
CAMERA CUTS TO A LUSH OFFICE DOMINATED BY A LARGE DESK. BEHIND IT, A LAVISH AND TALL CHAIR THAT FACES OPPOSITE THE DOORWAY HIDES THE IDENTITY OF IT'S OCCUPANT. ONLY A HAND THAT GRASPS A FAT PIMP CANE CAN BE SEEN PROTRUDING FROM THE CHAIR'S MASSIVE PROPORTIONS. A SLIGHT TAPPING AT THE DOOR SUDDENLY INTERRUPTS THE SILENCE, BUT IT IS IGNORED. AFTER A FEW MOMENTS, THE VISITOR TRIES AGAIN. THIS TIME, IT ELICITS A GROAN OF ANNOYANCE FROM THE OCCUPANT.
???: [At length] Enter!
ENTER HUMANEPAIN AND VERSUS. HP TAKES A MOMENT TO WIPE A BEAD OF SWEAT FROM HIS BROW BEFORE COLLECTING HIMSELF AGAIN.
???: Speak!
HP: [Apprehensively with a submissive posture] Boss, I have returned with him as you commanded.
???: [Irritated] No shit! But I guess it's too much to ask to enjoy an evening. [Placing the pimp cane in an elbow, The Don claps hands dramatically] Skank off!
A TOPLESS WOMAN, HIDDEN BEHIND THE CHAIR AS WELL, STANDS. AFTER A SLIGHT BOW, SHE MOVES QUICKLY TO THE CORNER OF THE ROOM AND REMAINS SILENT. THE CHAIR SPINS AROUND DRAMATICALLY AND UNDERWATER OPHELIA SCOWLS AT THE TWO INTRUDERS.
Underwater Ophelia: This better be worth it.
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Woke up with fifty enemies plottin' my death
All fifty seein' visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressed
Had me creepin' 'round corners, homie sleepin' in my vest.
-Breathin, Tupac.
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01-24-2011, 09:18 PM
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#50
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Join Date: Feb 2007
Location: Harlem
Posts: 6,909
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...I have to say, I think the Lit forum is going through a renaissance.
Versus. This is good. I like your precise language while only indulging in purple prose when it suits your needs.
But also, I'd like to point out that this sort of bastardization of screenplay to more easily invoke imagery is an interesting take on story composition. It seems very utilitarian, which I kinda like.
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