Tigris Fatalis
10-05-2008, 03:34 PM
Ok, party people, meeting is *open*! Thanks to Tom for the shiny summary! :bounce:
http://i177.photobucket.com/albums/w208/willful_ignorance/toby4.jpgDNO. What the hell was that? What did it stand for anyway? Dumbasses Need Obliterating? Tobias sure as hell hoped so, that Hamilton guy was just so frustrating. He thought he was all that, no doubt, but Tobias had gotten rid of Faye already and that boy was going down. He was top dog here and it was about time that everyone was reminded of that. Sure, he had been away for a while but what did that matter?
Unsurprisingly, Tobias was in a foul mood as he walked along the street. He was not going to the studio anymore. Hamilton had infected it with God knows what. It was no longer sanitary now that that imbecile had turned it into whatever DNO was. DNO? Seriously? He watched the intersection that he had caused a pile up at several weeks ago and smirked before deciding on a more random location for his report this week. A large tree stood at gates to a nearby park and Tobias smirked as he saw it. Late night tree dwelling. Sounded interesting.
He jogged to the tree and then agilely pulled himself up into the branches before finding a sturdy one half way up the tree where he sat and leant back against the trunk. Yes, this would do. He would like to see Hamilton and his cleft chin beat this location. Tobias cleared his throat and began, despite the fact he was not really talking to anyone.
“Yes, yes, I’m up a tree today. Why, you ask? Has your beloved Tobias become a hippy? Of course not! Trees are the only place free from Hammy’s breath. I’m saving myself from Hammy’s heinous halitosis. So, moving on from Hammy, it’s time to congratulate Dementia Arcadia, Azaloune and Scarecrow for burying people. Maybe they found where I put Faye? Seems that Mark still believes Azaloune is a word. Shame, he really needs to pay attention.”
Tobias sat up slightly and moved a little on the branch. The bark was hardly the most comfortable thing he had ever sat on.
“Next, remember Space Aversion Girl? Well, she’s back and wants you all to get lucky (http://www.midnight-shadows.org/showthread.php?p=203805#post203805)! So, why are you not doing that? Maybe you’ll get more lucky than you think. Speaking of luck, it turns out that NonWord-Mark (Azaloune), the Scarecrow and Demented Arcades (Dementia Arcadia) have reached the next level. Well done them. So, I best be off, I can sense Hammy is getting closer. I’ll have to some more climbing for my nose’s sake. Ciao.”
And, with that, he jumped up onto the next branch just for the hell of it and laughed to himself. See how Hammy liked that.
http://i177.photobucket.com/albums/w208/willful_ignorance/toby4.jpgDNO. What the hell was that? What did it stand for anyway? Dumbasses Need Obliterating? Tobias sure as hell hoped so, that Hamilton guy was just so frustrating. He thought he was all that, no doubt, but Tobias had gotten rid of Faye already and that boy was going down. He was top dog here and it was about time that everyone was reminded of that. Sure, he had been away for a while but what did that matter?
Unsurprisingly, Tobias was in a foul mood as he walked along the street. He was not going to the studio anymore. Hamilton had infected it with God knows what. It was no longer sanitary now that that imbecile had turned it into whatever DNO was. DNO? Seriously? He watched the intersection that he had caused a pile up at several weeks ago and smirked before deciding on a more random location for his report this week. A large tree stood at gates to a nearby park and Tobias smirked as he saw it. Late night tree dwelling. Sounded interesting.
He jogged to the tree and then agilely pulled himself up into the branches before finding a sturdy one half way up the tree where he sat and leant back against the trunk. Yes, this would do. He would like to see Hamilton and his cleft chin beat this location. Tobias cleared his throat and began, despite the fact he was not really talking to anyone.
“Yes, yes, I’m up a tree today. Why, you ask? Has your beloved Tobias become a hippy? Of course not! Trees are the only place free from Hammy’s breath. I’m saving myself from Hammy’s heinous halitosis. So, moving on from Hammy, it’s time to congratulate Dementia Arcadia, Azaloune and Scarecrow for burying people. Maybe they found where I put Faye? Seems that Mark still believes Azaloune is a word. Shame, he really needs to pay attention.”
Tobias sat up slightly and moved a little on the branch. The bark was hardly the most comfortable thing he had ever sat on.
“Next, remember Space Aversion Girl? Well, she’s back and wants you all to get lucky (http://www.midnight-shadows.org/showthread.php?p=203805#post203805)! So, why are you not doing that? Maybe you’ll get more lucky than you think. Speaking of luck, it turns out that NonWord-Mark (Azaloune), the Scarecrow and Demented Arcades (Dementia Arcadia) have reached the next level. Well done them. So, I best be off, I can sense Hammy is getting closer. I’ll have to some more climbing for my nose’s sake. Ciao.”
And, with that, he jumped up onto the next branch just for the hell of it and laughed to himself. See how Hammy liked that.