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Post by Uncle Entity on May 2, 2003 11:39:49 GMT -5
In the night, Madame Scorpion killed Ben Affleck because he revealed to be one of these gay post-apocalyptic sleave a-la Golden Youth - BOOOOOM!
The Thunderdome Arena is quiet... for now. Empty, dusty, menacing. Almost living and breathing as every other Bartertown's human scag.
THE END
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Post by Uncle Entity on Apr 21, 2003 18:03:56 GMT -5
I was referring to Jennifer Lopez --- haha she's now the chief! (after Aunty's demise). Ben Affleck will be her puppet in the post-apocalyptic Oz too... ;D
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Post by Uncle Entity on Apr 21, 2003 8:47:56 GMT -5
Dr. Dealgood: "Bartertown! Bartertown! Remember... water can be dangerous these dusty days... by all means !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Madame Scorpion: "Things are really crumbling down... nobody follows the Law nowadays. What a dirty city... Ben, come on, gonna spend a little bit of sex tonight...." (Enter Ben Affleck, totally naked, covered with chains and wearing his silly Daredevil mask. The guy is Madame Scorpion's fave sleave.)
Uncle Entity and Tycho are still under the surgeon's hands. Tycho can't stop himself in his endless moaning. The surgeon of Bartertown is really really famous. Only 34 deaths out of 56 medical procedures. Much better than the previous Aunty Entity doctor's efforts. The guy died during Bartertown's first destruction, in 2018.
Who will live out of the two?
Both proved to be tough warriors, even.
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Post by Uncle Entity on Apr 20, 2003 4:13:48 GMT -5
Tycho, Your thread is perfect. It matched the spirit of the game. That's good! It's a sort of interactive fan fiction... Let's hope someone will pop up there (in the forum) everywhile... I'm starting to get bored, because so many people chose to stay in the shadow when this place obviously rocks! Anyway, the rules are great but... no elastic ropes? Why?
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Post by Uncle Entity on Apr 20, 2003 8:41:48 GMT -5
Uncle grins:
"yeah, but when I will finish with you... your dusty remains will not EVEN enter in a glass of water..."
Suddenly, despite the broken, viciously wounded arm, Uncle (already thinking to an auto-amputation) slides in reverse and bounces on the floor soil as an human ball, straight in the back direction (in the process, one fake wing just dijointed from the suit) ---- quickly, he aims the nun-chago towards Tycho's eyes. The weapon flies in the air at 45 miles per hour, strikes Tycho's scottish visage in the middle, and a GEYSER of blood suddenly rose from the space between the eyebrows.
TYCHO: "AAAAAAARGHHHH MUM, help me!"
The Crowd laughs. "That Tycho is a comedian, for Christs sake" - sentences a man.
Uncle jumps on the rope again (yelling all his pain 'cause that fuk*ing damaged arm) picks up a machete from the bunch, then eventually falls on Tycho. Uncle's legs hit Tycho on the same point the geyser was flowing. Uncle seems tired. Much tired. His boots are now imbued with Tycho's blood, and ain't no right. With an ultimate, rage act, the human butterfly penetrates Tycho's left shoulder with the machete.
Tycho doesn't scream. Just moans.
Uncle saved the machete from Tycho's shoulder with a quick strap. A resounding broke came from the shoulder bone. Uncle raised the blade... ready for the coup of grace then...
... then stopped...
Something was wrong. After all, Tycho's water wasn't that bad. Uncle just realized it now.... looking the messed up, crimson red-coloured desperately scarred face of the Tycho.
"I will not KILL YOU, bloody face."
The crowds goes nuts: "TWO MEN ENTER, ONE MAN LEAVES"
Jennifer Lopez (Madame Scorpion) looked a little bit disinteressed, but stressed the law with her softened voice:
"Okay Unk. You saved this poor Tycho. But TWO men enter, one man leaves. ALWAYS. Then, just commit suicide!... or we will kill YOU!"
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Post by Uncle Entity on Apr 20, 2003 7:57:28 GMT -5
Uncle Entity looks damaged... his antenna broken down... the whole butterfly suit dirty as hell... just a little time of confusion and blood pumping into his mind then... he runs towards Tycho with speed into his veins... eventually, he kicks harder on Tycho's face, raising his leg in a pretty impossible position. Tycho falls down again.
"Butterflies are far better than worms... as you're learning today. Painfully learning. Butterflies can flies. Worms like you... CAN DIE!" - Uncle.
A fist on TYCHO's face, then Uncle jumps on the rope, crawls on it... reaching a weapon... a japanese nun-chago. He jumps on the floor with a weird laughing glimpse on the face...
Tycho just appears a little bit scared. He moans like a little girl again.
The crows is as much laughing as Uncle does.
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Post by Uncle Entity on Apr 20, 2003 7:40:46 GMT -5
A rush of adrenaline. Uncle screams with a vengeance. He wasn't hurt at all... but his honour went seriously damaged. He begin to run towards Tycho like a ferocious beast, then manages to catch a bloody streak from the adversaire's rampant hair (the brown hat just disappears --- one of the crowd has stolen it with a quick gesture) and then... starts to pull the face towards... the iron bars of the Dome. CRASH! and CRASH! Again!
(Uncle has pushed Tycho's face on the metal twice now, with a chilling sound. Tycho moans like a little girl.)
The crowds goes NUTS! : Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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Post by Uncle Entity on Apr 19, 2003 15:36:31 GMT -5
Dr. Dealgood:
"And now, I have TWO MEN... TWO MAD MAX FANS with the guts plenty of fear.
The first one: he's the 17 years old Scottish Mad Max fan for excellence. He's smart, good, wonderful, terribly intelligent and... he just created an outpost in the net... he's TYCHO !!!!!!!!!
And now, the challenger: He's known as the biggest Mad Max 3 fan on the Earth. He's obsessive. He built up the second biggest and most boring MM site on the net. He could bubble about the tribe of kids for hours! and finally... he's a beautiful Italian guy... he's... the "KNOWBY WARRIOR"... ehm... UNCLEEEEEEEEE ENTITYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY"
**********CHEERS*****************
Uncle Entity and Tycho entered in the Dome. Uncle Entity wears a strange butterfly costume, with antennas and fake wings. Tycho just wears raggedy clothes, and shows a sylish hairstyle. On the top of his armoured torso, the shape of his head is defined by a hat.
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Rules!
Apr 20, 2003 4:13:48 GMT -5
Post by Uncle Entity on Apr 20, 2003 4:13:48 GMT -5
Tycho, Your thread is perfect. It matched the spirit of the game. That's good! It's a sort of interactive fan fiction... Let's hope someone will pop up there (in the forum) everywhile... I'm starting to get bored, because so many people chose to stay in the shadow when this place obviously rocks! Anyway, the rules are great but... no elastic ropes? Why?
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Post by Uncle Entity on May 18, 2003 6:05:02 GMT -5
Uncle Entity, now the top henchman/Prime Guardsman of Madame Scorpion, finally realizes the Siren baby is truly looking for him. She's beautiful, much more beautiful than any other girl still wandering in the Wasteland on two bloody sane legs. Uncle - his mesmerizing eyes, beyond the semi-mask, still focusing on the target like a mad dog - just approaches the Siren in his own straight way. "Hey little Siren... what's your business here? Did YOU want ask for something in this filthy place? Surely as the crawling hell, i'm your right man in this big time!"
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Post by Uncle Entity on Apr 29, 2003 6:37:55 GMT -5
*******POOOOOOOOM !!! SLAM!*********
Enter Uncle Entity in the Atomic Cafè. He wears now a lot of bandage to heal the wounds through the partially-naked body. The rest was covered in black 'n' dusty leather. No more butterfly sh*t. And on the top of that, his beautiful face has been covered with a strange, ritual half-mask, just on the left side of the visage. The half-mask is red with fine, orizzontal black streaks across the surface. Pretty scary. He's pretty angry with the world too.
Uncle grabs Gigolo for the neck, pushing him away from the bloody siren with a flashy gesture. The siren just grins to the stranger.
"Gigolo... again? You did it again. Madame Scorpion made me PRIME GUARDSMAN, fuk*in' heart-breaker. She said I'm much tougher than Ironbar Bassey... and he was tougher than all the 345 Marauders that lived in this dirty and painful desert long time before they would have built up BARTERTOWN !!!!!!!!! So, man... air, air, gonna breath air out of there."
Gigolo suddenly runs for your life.
Uncle Entity sit there... slightly laughing to Tycho.
What a man, this Uncle Entity!
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Post by Uncle Entity on May 18, 2003 6:05:02 GMT -5
Uncle Entity, now the top henchman/Prime Guardsman of Madame Scorpion, finally realizes the Siren baby is truly looking for him. She's beautiful, much more beautiful than any other girl still wandering in the Wasteland on two bloody sane legs. Uncle - his mesmerizing eyes, beyond the semi-mask, still focusing on the target like a mad dog - just approaches the Siren in his own straight way. "Hey little Siren... what's your business here? Did YOU want ask for something in this filthy place? Surely as the crawling hell, i'm your right man in this big time!"
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Post by Uncle Entity on Apr 29, 2003 6:37:55 GMT -5
*******POOOOOOOOM !!! SLAM!*********
Enter Uncle Entity in the Atomic Cafè. He wears now a lot of bandage to heal the wounds through the partially-naked body. The rest was covered in black 'n' dusty leather. No more butterfly sh*t. And on the top of that, his beautiful face has been covered with a strange, ritual half-mask, just on the left side of the visage. The half-mask is red with fine, orizzontal black streaks across the surface. Pretty scary. He's pretty angry with the world too.
Uncle grabs Gigolo for the neck, pushing him away from the bloody siren with a flashy gesture. The siren just grins to the stranger.
"Gigolo... again? You did it again. Madame Scorpion made me PRIME GUARDSMAN, fuk*in' heart-breaker. She said I'm much tougher than Ironbar Bassey... and he was tougher than all the 345 Marauders that lived in this dirty and painful desert long time before they would have built up BARTERTOWN !!!!!!!!! So, man... air, air, gonna breath air out of there."
Gigolo suddenly runs for your life.
Uncle Entity sit there... slightly laughing to Tycho.
What a man, this Uncle Entity!
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Post by Uncle Entity on Apr 24, 2003 10:46:09 GMT -5
Yeah.
Tycho is in pretty bad conditions, but still alive. He was demised from Bartertown's hospital just this afternoon.
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Post by Uncle Entity on Apr 19, 2003 15:30:13 GMT -5
That's a dirty lie! And you're a bloody liar, yes, that's what you are, a bloody liar. This water is nuts! I think you collect it straight from a dirty hole in the Wasteland, a dirty irradiated hole, a dirty hole as the place where your mother just popped you up!
These Guards can't hold a bit of my hand: BRING THIS LIAR TO the THUNDERDOME, I'm ready to fu*k off his face... THUNDERDOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*** The Guardsmen have caught both of us... the neon sign is already flashing in the night: "Thunderdome Live" *****
(Let's move to the Thunderdome board)
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