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Teddylot Bouncy                   Since: 11-17-05 From: *uploading new location* Last post: 6371 days Last view: 6335 days |
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| Square three for awesome. | |||
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Teddylot Bouncy Since: 11-17-05 From: *uploading new location* Last post: 6371 days Last view: 6335 days |
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| Square six for an omen. | |||
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Teddylot Bouncy  Since: 11-17-05 From: *uploading new location* Last post: 6371 days Last view: 6335 days |
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| I was definitely rooting for Costa Rica when they pulled up within one at 3-2.
Too bad Germany was totally dominant everywhere on the field, rarely giving CRC any good looks at the goal and having complete control over the game. Also, Frings. |
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Teddylot Bouncy Since: 11-17-05 From: *uploading new location* Last post: 6371 days Last view: 6335 days |
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| Teddylot the pirate (arr) decides to cast ice on the ember.
Teddylot: Timbers, mateys. |
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Teddylot Bouncy Since: 11-17-05 From: *uploading new location* Last post: 6371 days Last view: 6335 days |
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| You only like that book 'cause I told you to read it, Toxic. =o
Anyway, I recommend some of the books I'm reading right now: "An Enemy of the People" by Henrik Ibsen (adapted by Arthur Miller) Catch-22 by Joseph Heller (I happen to be re-reading it at the mo') Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand Also on the same list is Rand's The Fountainhead which I read previously this year. |
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Teddylot Bouncy  Since: 11-17-05 From: *uploading new location* Last post: 6371 days Last view: 6335 days |
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I haven't posted anything for a while now, so I might as well start with a sketch.
Just a character sketch. Met her in a dream actually. |
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Teddylot Bouncy Since: 11-17-05 From: *uploading new location* Last post: 6371 days Last view: 6335 days |
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| Teddylot: All right, I get five for helping! *victory points*
Teddylot might as well finish off on square sixteen because he's no use against a Cleft. |
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Teddylot Bouncy Since: 11-17-05 From: *uploading new location* Last post: 6371 days Last view: 6335 days |
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| A loud, kinda sorted sneeze echoed through the snowy landscape of Neo Grape Gardens. Then another one, but this one had a much more humorous (or manly) sound to it. A raggedy teen, horribly dressed for the occasion sporting only an orange sweatshirt to go with his baggy jeans and some humongous (seriously big) headphones as earmuffs, wiped his red nose with his already grimy sleeve. Zap, as people tended to call him, adjusted his glasses on his nose and then pulled his over-grown bangs out of his eyes.
Zap: Hey, Teddylot? Ya think we should've put on a warmer exterior core? The second sneeze offender was a mere two-foot tall teddy bear wearing a snazzy pair of loose jeans. The bear stood at a mound of snow apparently attempting to sculpt it. He constantly turned his head towards Zap, who was standing there simply, and held a thumb towards him. Teddylot: Maybe you. I, however, am perfectly warm in my nice coat of fur. Yes, it's a coat ... I can take it off and hang it up as I please. Zap: Then why'd you sneeze? Bugs? Teddylot: Nope, no computer viruses in this bear, and I don't know why there would be as I'm 95% fluff, 100% awesome. Nope ... the little red-headed girl's talking about how awesome I am. |
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Teddylot Bouncy Since: 11-17-05 From: *uploading new location* Last post: 6371 days Last view: 6335 days |
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| Or so Guts thought ... At that moment, a furry, little teddy bear burst out of the drawers of an oak desk (originally a centerpiece of the room, but had been relocated for the lecture), sending papers flying everywhere. He began snatching them out of the air one by one and collecting them in his arms.
Teddylot: AHA! I knew the answers to next week's tests were in here somewhere. Teddylot suddenly felt a tingle in the back of his neck. He quickly scanned the room until he noticed the strangers that weren't there when he first dove into the desk. Teddylot: GAH!!! ... oh, it's just you ...   You didn't see anything ... 'kay?
Teddylot slid right back into the desk drawer with the papers still in his hand, closed it behind him, and then nothing. |
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Teddylot Bouncy Since: 11-17-05 From: *uploading new location* Last post: 6371 days Last view: 6335 days |
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| It's mostly my fault, so I'll take most of the blame.
C'mon ... hit me with some lashes or something. |
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Teddylot Bouncy Since: 11-17-05 From: *uploading new location* Last post: 6371 days Last view: 6335 days |
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| Teddylot stood on the tips of his toes on a bar stool and a couple of phone books to get his nose over a newly acquired (required?) aquarium. It completes the room, apparently. He peered into his contorted reflection in the placid salt water. He had made the virtual habitat virtually perfect for anything that'd be forced to live there. Plenty of blue/green pebbles scattered on the see-through, “sea” floor, a couple of prosthetic plant life, a lava mountain that spurted bubbles, a chest that spurted bubbles, a yellow submarine that spurted bubbles, an old-school "20,000 Leagues under the Sea" scuba diver that didn’t spurt bubbles, and an Aquaman play toy. Aquaman completed the tank, apparently.
There was something missing, however, and that was about to be remedied. Teddylot pulled out from his pocket a plastic bag full of a myriad of tiny Goldfish. He dumped them in, one by one, into the tank until they were all swimming around it. But there was something peculiar about the fishes' actions ... The teddy bear hopped off of the mound of textbooks, sending them flying off of the stool, and shuffled throughout the house to find Zap. He found him eventually in his makeshift lab he created underneath the house ala Dexter. Circuitry and machines, test tubes and gadgets scattered the seemingly endless laboratory where Zap went to work re-discovering electricity, finding the perfect equation for peace (which actually turned out to be a number ... pi), or chilling out and eating pizza with his peeps from MIT, Caltech, or Tokyo U while comparing notes on the best ways of taking over the world or something … all in theory, please. Zap was, as usual, pandering away on an unidentifiable gadget that seemed to do nothing, but could probably do anything ... except defy the laws of physics, that is. Zap took a quick breath, adjusted his glasses, and then flipped his overly long bangs out of his eyes ... adjusting properly with his hand. This act had to be performed quite repetitively; not only because his hair was too long and his glasses ill-fitted, but also because he repetitively bopped his head to a song blasting through his wireless headphones, a modded pair of humongous music-blasters with the equivalent of an ipod inside of them. Teddylot took no time in getting the kid genius's attention. He ripped the headphones right from around his ears, having Zap lose his balance and land with a thump on the Swiffer-cleaned floor. Zap adjusted his glasses and flipped his hair, while setting himself on his elbows and cracking his back. Teddylot peered over him from behind. Teddylot: Zap ... something’s up with the fish I got. They're just floating their in the tank ... belly up. Zap: What? I didn't think it was possible for you to kill them that quickly. I mean, I knew you'd kill them eventually, but-- Teddylot: Killed them?!?!? Oh no ... kill me, I'm a murder. Zap: An eye for an eye, hmm? Pretty old testament, but I'd never perform the act over some silly-- Teddylot: Can we eat them then? Zap: *startled* what?! NO! They're going down the toilet. Teddylot: Well, would you at least come take a look at them before you make a silly, brash decision like that. Maybe they're just napping. Zap: Well, if they are ... eating them would've been even worse. Teddylot: At least, I didn't want to send them to the sewers ... or maybe we could've ... they would've been the Teenage Mutant Ninja Fish or something ... cool like that. Zap fixed himself up, brushed himself off, and followed Teddylot back through the winding hollows of the laboratory. They proceeded into the basement, then to the rée de chausée as the French like to call it. They found the aquarium tank by the window getting a decent amount of sunlight with a decent tan along with that. Zap lifted Teddylot by the scruff of his neck so that the bear could see through the glass as well. Zap: Teddylot ... why'd you put Goldfish in the aquarium? Teddylot: Well, I was going to put a shark, and octopus and a handful of those cool (yet lame) albino frogs in the tank, too, but the shark and octopus were too big so I dumped them in the lake, and I lost all of the albino frogs whilst playing real-live action FROGGER!!! with Twister. Somewhere else in the house, Twister sneezed. Teddylot: We could never get the frogs all the way across the highway. After that, we would've been home free because I don't see why frogs die when they fall into a river. You think the logs come from a couple of angry beavers upstream? 'Cause that's what I’m thinking. Zap: ... right, that's ... swell. Frogger? Teddylot: Yesh, real-live action. Zap: ... wow. *shakes his head violently* But wait, wait ... you put Goldfish into the tank. Goldfish? ... the snack food? Teddylot: But they always smile back. Zap: Bupbupbupbupbupbupbupbupbup ... bup. No. That's horrible. Teddylot: You know, now that I look at them again ... they're pretty quaint just floating there. Zap: ... yeah, right before they dissolve. Teddylot: Can we eat them, then? Zap: Yeah, if you like your Goldfish soggy. Whatever … just please … clean the tank or something. Teddylot: Before or after they dissolve? Zap peered inside the tank once more ... the fish were pretty quaint. Zap: ... after. Meanwhile, I'm going to properly saturate the lake so that the shark and squid-- Teddylot: Octopus ... although a squid would've been sweeter. Zap: --And the octopus ... have a fighting chance. Zap snatched the headphones out of Teddylot's paws and went back into the lab to get a couple dozen "My First Chemistry Set" sets. He promptly returned, arms full and unable to see where he was going. In the meantime, Teddylot just plastered his face against the glass of the tank making odd faces at the goldfish, old school deep sea diver ala "2000 Leagues under the Sea" that didn’t spurt bubbles, and Aquaman. Teddylot: Yes, that's right ... smile back at your daddy, punk fishies. |
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Teddylot Bouncy Since: 11-17-05 From: *uploading new location* Last post: 6371 days Last view: 6335 days |
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| 100 to life for doodling without a license and failure to I shall call it "Apathetic way to be" because the song's awesome and goes well with the doodle. |
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Teddylot Bouncy Since: 11-17-05 From: *uploading new location* Last post: 6371 days Last view: 6335 days |
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| Well, if there was a rapping, a rapping on Teddylot's front door ... it was pretty poor freestyle in the bear's egoful opinion. He unstuck his face from the require aquarium and quickly pinpointed the source as one of the Jehova's Witnesses' latest ploys used on gangster players from the hood ... like himself. Teddylot knew that ignoring the rapping, the rapping at his door would be the perfect solution to his cultish solicitors, but he figured events would accelerate themselves if he put to use a ploy of his own.
Teddylot: Nobody's home. From the other side of the front door, a muffled, but still audible "Nobody's home" was heard. The conversation, seemingly in contradiction with the original voice, continued as a new conversator joined the apparent nobody. Twister: What are you talking about, you stupid bear? Teddylot: There are Witnesses at the door ... they have God-given evidence that I did something wrong ... Twister: Jehova's Witnesses? Teddylot: Yesh, the cultish kind. Twister: On Neo Grape Gardens? Teddylot: They's gots angel wings ... god-given angel wings. Twister: *pause* Stupid bear. From the outside, the shuffling of feet and then a thump on the ground could be heard. Teddylot: Don't do it ... you'll regret ever opening the door to a Witness ... it means you'll have to close it again ... in their face. The shuffling feet didn't appear to pay attention to nobody's voice as they continued to scuffle towards the door. A few moments later, the door opened revealing an obscure pun in God's creation (hey!) Twister's long dreadlocks defied gravity and went in every which direction it wanted ... at least it followed entropy. Twister wore a groggy face that appeared to have just been woken up by the rapping, the rapping on Teddylot's door. He was still in his flanel pajama bottoms, extra-large sleeping shirt, and bunny slippers proving that he was woken up too early at noonish. After looking at his own eye-level for a while, Twister looked downward, and his eyes brightened when he noticed who was at the door. The stumps were iconic enough for him to recognize the little dreamlander. Twister: Oh ... it's you! |
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Teddylot Bouncy Since: 11-17-05 From: *uploading new location* Last post: 6371 days Last view: 6335 days |
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| Teddylot: A climax in curiousity, you say?
Teddylot horizontally poked his head from outside of the frame of the door on the left side. He gave Kirbynite a vicarious "wait two ticks or I'll hunt you down and give you a wedgie" look and pulled his back from wear it came. What would be most interesting to watch is how the bear would give the dreamlander a wedgie as Kirb didn't wear any underwear. An experiment for later, I'm sure. Two ticks later, the bear returned from the right side of the door frame with a sack of letters over his shoulder that tripled his size, but not his mass (different densities, you see.) Teddylot stood in the door frame and pulled a 180 to face Twister straight in the shins. He looked up, paused ... Teddylot: CUT YOUR HAIR, BEATNICK!!! Teddylot moved out of the way just in time for him to miss being slammed by the door. He's had experience, you see, and a teddy bear with experience ... is a unique thing to say the least. He dashed a few meters to get the excitement out of his system and then slowed down to his regular pace, still with his bag of letters over his shoulders, waiting for that slowpoke Kirbynite to follow his three-piece suit. Teddylot: I never figured you be a Witness, Kirb. But now that you are, I'll have to start slamming the door in your face more often ... procedure's sake, I knew you'd understand. |
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Teddylot Bouncy Since: 11-17-05 From: *uploading new location* Last post: 6371 days Last view: 6335 days |
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| Teddylot popped out of the same desk, different drawer, that he was in before everyone else had come in. He wore a lot of surprise and disappointement on his face ... like makeup, but not really.
Teddylot: What do you mean there's no test? All the talk of Wonderland-esque resizing doors and theoretically and physically improbable mumbo-jumbo was momentarilly interrupted as two boys, one with headphones, glasses, and messy hair; the other with dreadlocks stepped into the room as inconspicuously as possible. Both had some Sea-Salt Ice Cream in their hands. Zap and Twister, respectively, navigated their way through the lecture-styled seating to find an empty corner of unused seats. Twister took a seat, while Zap continued down to the front of the class to grab a couple of copies of the lecture notes. He returned to where Twister had sat down and handed him a copy before making himself comfortable. Zap began flipping through the several pages of notes reading them intently, while Twister fluffed them up nicely to get some pillow-tastic use out of them. Teddylot: aHA! Teddylot blew their cover. Teddylot: Those two are LATE! ... Double Detention them! |
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Teddylot Bouncy Since: 11-17-05 From: *uploading new location* Last post: 6371 days Last view: 6335 days |
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| Teddylot: THOU HAST ANGERED TEDDYLOT, SNOWBALLER AND MASTER OF SOLID PRECIPITATION!
Teddylot quickly makeshifted a makeshift snow fort out of the clump of snow he was originally sculpting and at once began importing ammunition from the snow around him. After arming his station, Teddylot pulled his authentic World War II helmet (with the camo grass still on it) from his pocket and slammed it over his ears. Teddylot: You have chosen war! Zap: *plays along* I, the liberal media, would like to oppose the war and all of Teddylot's governmental actions as the reigning superpower of snow should act less impulsively and more diplomatically. Teddylot: Yes, that's right ... I am a super power. |
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Teddylot Bouncy Since: 11-17-05 From: *uploading new location* Last post: 6371 days Last view: 6335 days |
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| Teddylot: Excellent work on cracking the enemy's code, Private Pitch, and keep on sending those spy planes overhead. They might have already gotten wind of our discovery and tried to relocate the snowman operation. But be sure not to get shot down, we don't want another nasty Summit conference again.
Zap: Might I make a sugg-- Teddylot: Stand your ground, Radar! Zap: What is this ... M.A.S.H.? Teddylot: Nope. If it were, we wouldn't actually be fighting. Now, stand your ground and zip your lip before I have make you the cross-dressing cook! |
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Teddylot Bouncy Since: 11-17-05 From: *uploading new location* Last post: 6371 days Last view: 6335 days |
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| Teddylot: Ohohohohohohohohohohoh ... I have a better question. Do the cloaking devices tell time? 'Cause I'd seriously hate it if I had something on my wrist without having it tell me the time. If it doesn't, I'd still look at it constantly expecting it. Yeah, it'd totally mess with me beyond belief. | |||
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Teddylot Bouncy Since: 11-17-05 From: *uploading new location* Last post: 6371 days Last view: 6335 days |
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| Teddylot: Guy? My name isn't Guy. >( A case of mistaken identity, I'm sure.
Teddylot stopped and then placed the bag at his feet. Teddylot: What's with the bag, you ask? Teddylot stared at and scrutinized the bag for a while in his casual "Thinker"-like pose, all leading to just a blank look. Teddylot: I dunno ... seems a regular, old, filled-to-the-brim bag to me. |
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Teddylot Bouncy Since: 11-17-05 From: *uploading new location* Last post: 6371 days Last view: 6335 days |
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| Teddylot: To the Island's Edge!!! Daring, I know. |
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