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Dieselpunk Story pt. 2The rain slicked the pavement of Ohio Street as the ladies and their suitors strolled the Big Pharmacy district. They were not here for the clubs in this area, but for the clubs to be found near lower Ohio street, in the Lights 'n' Sounds district. No, the clubs here catered to another crowd. The red neon illuminating the 100 block of Ohio came from clubs. Richard Albatross waited. The small wooden bus shelter protected him from the torrential downpour of acid rain. A bike courier whirred by, his gasmask protecting him from the rain. Albatross caught the smoky, fruity scent on the air. He waited, still. A trolley puttered up the stDieselpunk Story pt. 2
by ~Lil-Onion
Dieselpunk Story pt. 1Because on this day the sun was at just the right position in the sky, and because the buildings were in just the right alignment, and because the blinds of his windows were cracked open just the right way, the dust creates the illusion of tangible rays of dust particles cutting through the murk of the apartment. The dust is, in fact, a prevalent and very visible element of the room, and it makes its presence clear by dominating every surface in the apartment. The statuettes upon the desk, the picture frames containing the memories that one wanted on display; old beach vacations, family dinners long since forgotten. The floor is a mess with sDieselpunk Story pt. 1
by ~Lil-Onion
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On my way home, I saw two ants getting married. There was a little ant preacher, ant friends, little ant flower girls, and a little ant who stamped their marriage license. Then they went to the anthill and played party music. I covered the anthill with my hat, and they walked out with hands raised. I moved on. I saw an ant smoking a blunt. He had little cords coming out of his ears. Than he was shot in a drive by. In this way, I departed from known science and wrote my thesis on ant culture and our influence on their habits. I called it: “The Seven Deadly Sins Run Ram
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The Worms And The WhaleThe worms on the bottom of the ocean floor seemed to be red, which made me think. If worms could be the forbidden color, why not other things? I saw this, and it made me think: why forbidden in the first place? Why was red, of all things, forbidden? Than I saw it. The color whale! A remnant from an ancient civilization, it told me, AwoooooooOOOOOOOOOOga. And I listened! That's how I got to be where I am today.The Worms And The Whale
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- Favourite movie: Requiem For A Dream, many many others
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- Favourite genre of music: Hip-Hop, Breakbeat (including clownstep, techstep, darkstep, DnB, etc), Electronica, Dance, etc.
- Favourite artist: Salvador Dali and anyone on my watch list!.
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- MP3 player of choice: iPod 80 Gigabyte video (because it's the only thing that can store all my music)
- Shell of choice: After so much time on DA, I remail puzzled by this question.
- Wallpaper of choice: It's currently a black and white photo I took in San Francisco
- Skin of choice: I've given up on this question.
- Favourite game: Street Fighter 2/3, Skate 2, COD4, COD5, Spore, SC2, SC3, DAH2, Okami, Loco Roco, Loco Roco 2.
- Favourite gaming platform: PS2 (but only for Street Fighter 3)
- Favourite cartoon character: GIR
- Personal Quote: "The only Emperor is the Emperor of Ice-Cream."
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