Saturday, May 6, 2006

Absolute Power ch.4
Absolute power
Mission: 4
The action begins!

~~~~ WARNING this chapter contains multiple miss-uses of the word “queer” for comic effect; if this offends you do not read this! ~~~~~

Kit: Approaching Neo-Scottish airspace!

The air around their ship glows red.

(Alarm sounds)

Kit: (reading the displays) What the hell!

Multiple beams shoot towards their ship. Kit slams the controls to the side and narrowly dodges the beams. They land and immediately notice the burning wreck near them. Sitting a few yards from the ship is Aveian enjoying a smoke.

Kit and Allenby hurry out of the ship up to him.

Allenby: What happened?

Aveian: (blows out smoke) My ship was shot down when I entered the atmosphere.

Kit: Are the Gundams alright?

Aveian: Yeah, but the ship is destroyed, so I’m stuck here.

Allenby: Don’t worry, you can come with us!

Kit and Aveian look shocked then it sinks in.

Aveian: (exhales) Fine, it’s my only option at this point.

Kit: Sure, make it sound like it’s a last resort. (Winks and sticks out his tongue)

Aveian: Yeah, I’ve hit rock bottom at this point.

Kit: So now that we’re at the lowest point ever in our lives what should we do?

Allenby: Wanna get hammered and act like idiots?

Kit: Yeah sounds like a plan.

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Kit and company walk into a pub. Inside is a bartender who looks like Mick Foley in a kilt and white undershirt.

Kit: Sake and vodka my good man!

Allenby: (pointing to Kit with her thumb) I’ll have what he’s having!

Aveian: (head down, hands in pockets) Whisky, straight.

Bartender: (Fat Bastard) Only queers drink that! Are ye queers?

Allenby: Ye?

Kit: No.

Bartender: Ye must be if ye are drinkin’ that!

Kit: Then what do, non-queers drink?

Bartender: The house brew!

Kit and the others look at it, and their faces turn in disgust.

Kit: What the hell is that?

Aveian: That looks like somethin’ I shit after I ate too much Mexican food and drank a couple pints of tequila.

Bartender: What you queers can’t handle it?!

Kit: I’m really sick of you callin’ me that.

Bartender: What? Queer? What’s wrong queer, ye don’t like bein’ called a queer?

Kit: That’s it!

Kit, transformed, grips the bartender’s neck staring him dead in the eyes.

Bartender: Nice nails queer! Why don’t ye paint ‘em pink and go buy some new shoes?
And what ye lookin’ at, you gonna kiss me queer?

Kit plops down in a seat, back to normal.

Kit: (sighs) Will you just give us what we asked for?

Bartender: Fine queer!

He prepares their beverages, and then hands them to them quite forcefully.

Bartender: Here, there’s ye queer drinks!

Kit: I thought you didn’t like my “Kit special”.

Allenby: I figured I should give it another try.

Kit: You don’t have to do it for me? I don’t think you’re weak for not liking it; I just lived for 7 years as a hobo, so I have weird tastes.

Allenby: 7 years as a hobo?

Aveian: Disregard the last statement. (Takes a sip of his whiskey)

Bartender: How are ye queers enjoying your queer drinks?

Kit: What’s up with you and queers?

Allenby: Seriously it’s like the every third word you use!

Aveian: I’ve seen second graders with a wider vocabulary.

Bartenders: Fine ye queers, take ye queer drinks and GET OUT!!!!!

Kit: Gladly!

Bartender: And those are going on your tabs, I’m putting it under “Q”… Hey, ye owe me 13,000 dollars!!!!

Kit and the others walk out leaving the Bartender raving madly.

Kit: What the hell is he talkin’ about callin’ me a queer? He’s the one wearing a dress!

Allenby: I don’t know, I’ve known you for 3 months now and you still haven’t made any serious attempt at me.

Kit: You sayin’ I ain’t straight?

Allenby: Why don’t you prove to me what you are?!

Kit: Don’t tempt me, ‘cause I’ll do it!

Allenby: Bring it on! Sammy told me what you got and I ain’t afraid.

Aveian: Children, behave.

Both Kit and Allenby flip him off and stick their tongues out.

Aveian: (thinking) God, why the hell did I decide to go along with these two?!

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Foxxy: (as cute as possible) So Sylven, whatcha wanna do today?

Sylven: I don’t know, I really have never “played” before in my life.

Foxxy: Well then (impish look) we’ll just have to change that!

Sylven: (thinking) Damn you Kit, I have no idea why I’m doing this for you. She’s too damn cute, how am I supposed to deal with that!?

Foxxy: Come on Sylven, this is gonna be fun.

Sylven: (quietly) God save my soul.

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Domon and The Man sit alone in the dark room.

The Man: So Domon, how is your mission coming along?

Domon: I still have failed to find Kit Sune, me and my men will continue to search for him.

The Man: Very well, don’t fail me Domon.

The Vid-screen turns off; the black haired girl is standing behind him.

The Man: So, my little spy girl, any news?

Black haired girl: Nothing to report about the enemy sir.

The Man: So this visit was purely pleasure then.

Black haired girl: (thinking) In your dreams! (Out loud) No sir, but I did manage to find the location of those two mercenaries you requested me to find.

The Man: Excellent work my little spy, I’ll have to reward you later, meet me in my private room, alone.

Black haired girl: Not necessary sir, I’m only doing my job.

She walks out.

The Man: Little tease.

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Kit: (stomach growls) Man I’m hungry!

Allenby: Me too.

Aveian: I haven’t eaten in 18 hours.

They wander, and then Kit sees something in the distance, his eyes light up.

Kit: FOOD!!!!!!!!

The 3 of them take off running towards the restaurant. They bust in.

Kit: What do you guys serve?

Waiter: Haggis!

The three of them walk out heads down.

Kit: I’m not hungry.

Allenby: Neither am I.

Aveian: I can wait.

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Kit What is this?

A sign reads “strong man contest, no queers!!”

Aveian: You plannin’ to enter?

Kit: We’re all entering.

Aveian: Fine, I may as well agree now, since I know you’ll end up making me go anyway.

Kit: That’s the way!!

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Contest Judge: Sorry no broads!

Allenby: WHAT!

Contest Judge: Like I said no broads! And no queers either!

Kit: You callin’ me a queer!?

Contest Judge: Yeah, ye wanna fight about it?!!

The judge throw a punch, Kit catches it then twists his fist around and shreds the ligaments in the guy’s arm. He screams in pain and falls over.

Kit: I guess that qualifies us.

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Domon: Where the hell is he? The master is gonna kill me if I don’t find him! (Flips Vid-screen on) Cape any sightings?

Cape pilot: No Domon, I’ve yet to find those knaves!

Domon: Screw?

Screw Pilot: Me no find Gundam enemies!

Domon: WELL FIND THEM!!!! (Slams hands down turning the screen off) Morons.

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Announcer: First up Kit Sune versus Shamus McCringles. Are ye ready Shamus?

Shamus: Aye!

Announcer: Little Fox-Queer?

Kit: Bring it on asshole!

Announcer: Fight!!!

Shamus comes running at Kit and throws a right hook, Kit ducks under and nails him with a left jab to the stomach. Kit then lowers his fist and steps back, Shamus falls.

Announcer: Winner, Kit?!

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! Queer!

Kit sticks his tongue out and mocks them.

Kit: SUCK IT!!! (Does the old DX suck it gesture)

Aveian: Kit do you have to show-boat?

Kit: Of course! Man these guys deserve everything I give them!

Aveian gets up.

Aveian: I’m up next I’ll try to give them a good show, (looks over his shoulder at Kit and smiles a little) sure hope I don’t lose.

Aveian steps up as does his opponent.

Announcer: Next Denis O’Reily vs. Aveian Wind!!!!! You ready Denis?

Denis: Bring the little shit on!

Announcer: Are you ready bigger queer?!

Aveian fires off his pistol, the announcer falls over.

Aveian: What? I used non-lethal ordinance.

Denis: I don’t care how big your gun is, YOU’RE GOING DOWN QUEER!!!!

Denis throws a huge punch at Aveian, Aveian lights up a cigarette then holds up his middle and pointer finger on his right hand and stops Denis’s fist, then brings his fingers up then brings them down jamming them down on Denis’s wrist. Denis immediately grabs his wrist and topples over shrieking in pain and falls on the floor.

Aveian: Weakling. (Walks away with his hands in his pockets)

Kit: Nice one dude.

Aveian: He was pathetic Foxxy could have beaten him with one hand.

Kit: I wonder what Foxxy is up to…

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Foxxy: So Sylven, are you having fun?

Sylven: I must admit; it’s interesting.

Sylven is spinning his whip around on the floor; Foxxy is playing skip-it with it.

Foxxy: This would be Skip-it, TO THE X-TREME!!!!!!!!!!!!

Foxxy skips, but when she lands her foot slips.

Sylven: (thinking) NO!!!!!

Sylven pulls his whip up quickly, he holds his hand out the whip cuts it and nicks his cheek and slashing his shoulder. Blood drips down and he grips his shoulder.

Foxxy: Sylven!!

She runs over to inspect his wound.

Foxxy: Are you all right?

Sylven: I’m fine; you have no reason to be concerned.

Foxxy: I’ll help you dress it. (She grabs his hand softly)

Sylven: (pulls his hand away) Not necessary.

Sylven walks away.

Foxxy: Hard-ass!

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Kit: …Probably havin’ fun.

Scotsman: ‘Ey you, queer, how about ye take me on?!

Kit: (Slides into stance) Bring it on.

Scotsman: Oh no, we’re not fighting clean, we’re usin’ weapons… and here’s mine!!! (Throws arm into the air) Rise Kilt Gundam!!!!!

A kilt clad Gundam armed with a sheathed Long-sword on the hip and a bag-pipe rises up, the pilot jumps in.

Pilot: Try and beat me now queer!!!!!

Kit: Fine. But I won’t have to try very hard!!!!!! RISE KIT CUSTOM!!!!!!

Kit’s Gundam rises up and Kit jumps in.

Aveian: Damn that’s the idiot that destroyed my transport.

Kit: Yeah, he got my ship too! Good, I’ll beat his ass for both of us!!!

Scottish pilot: TAKE THIS YE QUEER!!!

Kilt Gundam fires multiple beams out of the bag-pipe at Kit.

Kit: So that’s how you did it! Well, let me show you I do things!!!!

Kit raises his Suit’s Beam Rifle and fires three shots through Kilt Gundam’s bag-pipes while dodging the in-coming beams.

Scottish pilot: Pretty good (throws down the pipes, they explode) …FOR A QUEER!!!!!

The pilot draws Kilt Gundam’s Long Sword and rushes Kit’s Gundam.

Kit: (throws down his Rifle) Too bad for you, BUT NOW IT’S OVER!!

Kit slides his hands into the outlets, the trace material creeps up his arms and onto his face. Kit draws his Beam Sword and runs towards Kilt Gundam. Their swords meet, Kit forces his forward and the tip of the Scotsman’s sword breaks off, Kit’s cuts across Kilt Gundam’s chest then he drives the shield into the kilt clad Gundam’s side.

Kit jumps back, leaving his shield in the enemy Suit’s side, the pilot jumps out as his suit collapses.

Kit: Phew, that was a workout!

Kit exits his Suit and rides the cable down to the ground, where he is met by Allenby, Aveian, and the Scotsman.

Kit: (annoyed) Haven’t you had enough yet?!

Scotsman: Aye, I came to congratulate ye! Put ‘er their (holds out his hand) I realize ye are a real man!!

The two shake hands in a show of mutual respect.

Scotsman: Well, I gotta go, have to fix all the damage ye did to my Suit.

Kit: Hey, what’s your name?!

Scotsman: Shamus O’Malley!

Kit: Kit Sune. I’ll see ya’ again Shamus!

Shamus: Aye lad! I believe ye will!

Shamus walks off bow-legged in his man skirt.

Kit: So what’s next, Commander?

Aveian: We fix your Gundam.

Kit: Huh?

Aveian: You maxed out the servos in both arms (Kit laughs nervously) destroyed a shield, (Kit laughs again) used up a load of propellant, {Kit laughs again), and fired off the Beam Rifle and used the Beam Saber.

Kit: Oh yeah.

Aveian: Always have to show off. (Under breath) Like a damn child. (out loud) But, we needed a new ship anyway, so I guess all this means is that the supply list will be longer.

Kit: A new transport?

Aveian: If I’m going to load my Mobile armor onto your ship it’s going to have to be larger. (Little smile)

Kit: You mean…

Aveian: I’m joining your little party.

(Ending music)

Kit, Aveian and Allenby are in the control room of their new ship.

Allenby: Launching!!

The ship takes off and flies off to adventure.

Ja Ne

(Outlaw Star next episode music)

Foxxy: See, that was terrible, just offensive and wrong! Oh well, there’s still way more ahead, like Black Vulpine getting pushy, and meeting a guy from my brother’s past! Oooh, who’s that guy!? Next episode: Enter Sarin! So you better get ready!

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Friday, May 5, 2006

hello my loyal Peoplzez!
i plan to completly update Absolute Power now, though have any of you actually read it on FF.net?

well anyway i also plan to visit you all today, sorry that i usually don't, i mean its not like i have a life, i'm just lazy.

well i sent some gifts to my love today, mostly just old stuff i thought she'd like, but aren't those the best gifts, i mean it is a gift from me because it was mine first.

i also bought her some gifts but i'm going to send them later, once i've gathered even more, i'd like to give her i nice collection of gifts, along with the cute girly stuff i got her i wanted to get her some gifts for "us," mainly blue lipstick and really shiney gloss, but sadly i was low on funds and could not find blue lipstick either, do any of you peoplezez know a place to purchase such a strange hue of lip decoration?

and the damn package cost $8.25 to send! over night it'd been $22! what the hell!? plus i had to use a Christmas envelope because it was all i had, and i wasn't buying a damn one from them, so Feliz sinco de mayo mi quero! yes my spanish sucks, i'm sorry to anyone who's eyes just started bleeding with confusion at my horrible grammar.

i'm still writing love poetry in Creative writing, if i hadn't left my bag in my dad's car i would have posted a poem. sorry peoplzez!

Chobits should come soon, being as i ordered it wednesday, i can't wait to watch it. i do the damn wierdest things.

so so far i'm watching anime because my girlfriend liked it, buying presents even though she begs me not to, and changing undewear style because she likes boxers better. and i even buy stupid boxers that remind me of her, because its lime carona and she loves limes. man am i in deep.

see she begs that i don't buy her presents because then she feels like she has to buy something even better for me, but i can't help it, i love her and i wanna give her gifts, i don't care if she gives me things back, i just like giving.

and on the subject of giving back more back i now feel like i want to play with her, because i know ways to make her weak, as she plans to do to me, then decorate me with all kinds of embarassing girliness, like kisses, hearts, gel pen writing, temp tattoos. well i figure if i get to her first, well then i'll get a lot more back.

yeah i know, i'm insane, but i like to talk about this stuff, and i'm sure you're used to it by now.

read Absolute Power its not like its crowded.

todays quote

its between me and Todd German [long time readers know i fuckin despise this kid] a bunch of us are talking about sports with my cool history teacher Olive, Todd loves hockey and thinks all other sports suck, Olive asks ewhats other people's favorites, someone says soccer.

Todd: Soccer is gay. anybody who likes soccer is gay, if a guy likes soccer then he likes guys.

Me: Todd, try going into a pub in england and telling them that soccer sucks, if you're lucky we'll find most of your corpse.

i hope he gets stabbed in the balls with a broken bottle of Foster's.

HAIL ZEON!!!!!

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Wednesday, May 3, 2006

i guess i got flare.
yes i suppose i am doin something right, if i have that many visits, maybe its just a natural talent for everyone to want to gather and hear my insane rants.

as for the whole me and her dog thing, how far would be too far? i mean i'm not going to sniff her ass or lick her crotch area [neither one of us want the whole eating at the restraurant de feline, if you catch my drift] and i will never mount her in public [beds more comfortable anyway] but i do like obeying her for treats, and she gives a lot of them [i'll let you imagine what i mean by "treats"] and i do want to wear the collar she's getting me, cmplete with tags of ownership, just like a reral dog's master has. and after she is done decorating me, with kisses, pens, markers, glitter, hickies, tattoos, stickers, hair dye, nail polish, and every other imaginable embarassing thing, i do want her to put me on a leash and take me for a walk. its just more fun that way.

she may have to move if her dad loses his job, if he does, and i'm not on for a while its probably because i'm locked up in my room reading her old letters while i clench my necklace and cry, the whole time scream "why god why? why do have have the only thing that matters to me away?"

also my mom may not have the money to go and see her this summer, though it wouldn't be as severe, i'd be pretty sad, probably just cry as i tell you how sad i am my loyal Peoplezez.

Kitty isn't pissed at me, we're still cool. i guess she's gotten tougher, maybe because she is completly dead inside, therefore i can't hurt her. i actually made her forgive me by not trying to find her, then when she sook me out by making short jokes, thus showing i'm regular old me.

i kinda felt bad, cuz even my bitch [loyal+ loving+ affectionate+ a girl = a bitch] says i was too mean making fun of her chaeffed leg peguin walk. and as i'm a very good boy, i was ready to apologize, being as my bitch told me to. [seriously she sighs all lovestruck when i call her that.] yes i'm very obidient, though some times i'm bad, cuz punishment is fun too [once again i state that everything i like is cute and involves leaving embarassing marks on me, or just hugging and cuddling.]

i stayed home because my stomach felt funny, but i think its pysco-symatic, thaqt i;m just scared of not seein my love this summer, or for a long time, but really, is that so wrong to stat home if you're scared shitless at losing the most precious gift you were ever given?

well i hope everything turns out good. i really do.

and its worth it staying up to talk with her, sure i may get tired but eventually i'll have to D-cup pillows to rest my weary head on.

come on, you gotta admit thats cute.

and yes, more than one of me would be the 11th plague on man.

Absolute Power about 3 people can't be wrong!

HAIL ZEON!!!!!!!!!!!
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Monday, May 1, 2006

1900 [and 5] hits!
yes i have that many, though thats not reallt that many, if you think about it...

yes my friends i do quite often say a bit too much in my posts, PG-13 is about 27 steps puere than my rants. but i rant in a way suggesting desire for the loins of my love because i love her that much, its just that i want to share all thats me with her, and well there is a certain part i'm sure she'll enjoy more than others.

i mean i have favorite parts too, they just happen to be a bit higher and less X-rated. [X for X-Treme! To the max!] i mean i just want to be loved, help, hugged, kissed, kept. i like being like a dog, as in i'm loyal and obident [as long as i get treats!] and she is dog like in being intolerably cute and sweet, as well as irresistably loving and affectionate. it is in a sense puppy love, and she's my bitch.

yes, and she gets that joke too. she laughs her ass off when i call her my bitch. i'm glad she gets me. [god, i'm such a whiney little snot, no one gets me, how cliche and lame!] and she will get me, she'll get all of me as much as she wants. i am all hers, like i said, i like seving her desires.

some people though don't get me, i tthink my friend Kitty is pissed at me for making fun of the fact that she's about 7 inches shorter than me, and about the same wieght.

see friday she was wearing tight pants, and ran too much, so she got all chaeffed in the lower regions, so she was waddling, she was explaining this to a friend, who didn't get it. so i, in my normal cute, laughing tone said "kitty wore too tight of pants so her big ole thunder thieghs rubbed together till she got chaeffed and was waddling everywhere."

now that mmay seem harse, but you must remember i bust balls as a term of indearment. if i make fun of you its because i think i'm cool with you. kitty always gets offended, this happened last year as well.

see her friend david got arrested, now see dave was a prick to me, he'd be pissed and confrentational with me for no reason, so of course i made a few sodomy joke, involving the phrases "Hi davey." and a large man of african desent named goliath.

well kitty got pissed and didn't talk to me until this year, so who knows. but i don't really care, i've found my soul mate, someone that loves me for me, a person who laughs hardest when i make fun of her, so knows why i do what i do and accepts it. so if kitty doesn't want to hang with me, fuck 'er i'm so used to being left by people i'nve already become indifferent to her. maybe weren't that close, or that right now i don't see the full extent of this, i may miss her. but if i do i have a shoulder to cry on. and thats what really matters.

i'd like to say a few more things about the love of my life.

she has a D-Cup, and i'm traditionally a B-cup or smaller man, and she once offered, though i would never ask her to, have hers reduced to a smaller size.

nowadays niether of us would EVER consider that, but the fact she offered, because those ample bossoms are her pride and joy, to change the favorite part of herself and make herself less attractive to other men, is very touching.

i'm glad she won't because i think i'll enjoy resting on them, big bouncy pilows always ready for me to place my head on. yeah, i'm glad she has 'em!

here's another quote.
this is between me and my friend Troy in creative writing.

Troy: I've got writers block JD.

Me: that is because you have not found the ulyimate inspiration! you must open up your heeart and embrace the unlimited power of love!

yes, i think i'm Flonne! i am quite a love freak after all.

Absolute Power never imitated, easily duplicated.

HAIL ZEON!!!!!
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Sunday, April 30, 2006

again i am posting.
yo peoplezez! i just got off the phone after i good 4 and a half hour conversation with my love, and in 2 hours i'm gonna call back to tell her to watch EVA, yes my cute, innocent, naive, adorable girl friend wants to watch EVA. its such a shame.

she got me another present, i haven't recieved it yet, but its something i always wanted. a cute Dog collar and tags, its pink with darker pink hearts, and heart shaped tags, which of course will have embarassing messages on them. after all i am her "cutie-puppy," as she continously calls me. i simple call her dumb-ass or numb-nuts, she loves both names, she gets the cuteness inplied, sdo its all good.

yes, i really like overly cute, embarassingly girly stuff, i mean i have the heart-cuff necklace on at all times, i'm always displaying that i belong to her. but i do really want be her puppy, with a collar, and she's getting a leash ready [see to me abu grahb seemed fun, i mean girls undies and leash, i'd pay to be treated like that, luckily i have her, so i don't have to pay.]

yes, i know i'm insane, i say insane shit all the time, and its only getting worse, i mean i did a whole post on underwear. but i'm loved for my insanity, just like i love her for being dumb and cute, and having a sense of humor about it. its good she gets the joke.

and yes, my entire concept of love is being made weak, taken advantage of and embarassed. i mean i'd like S&M except the outfits are terrible and i dfon't like getting hit, but i love the trash talkin and restraints. i guess its just because i have such a superiority complex that there's nothing kinkier than complete weakness and losing horribly. and then above all out to be shown off in my weakness. i mean that collar and leash aren't just for show! she's taking this puppy for a walk!

it appears i'm just going to rant about my turn ons so i'll keep going, i mean if you're still reading at this point i think you're not going to leave now.

see i love being branded too, i plan to get her name tattooed over my heart, as well as her kiss on my neck and "cutie puppy," on my lower back. but i just love kiss marks, i love being written on, i like hickies and uber-girl temporary tattoos, and luckily i found one who enjoys putting all that on me. i hope i see her soon enough to back to school that i still have marks when i go back. i just want everyone to know i'm owned, to see the marks she left on me, and to know how easily i lost to her. and she has to make sure that they are visable, like on my neck, arms, and she even plans to place her girliest, glitteriest, most embarassing temp tattoo on my cheek. yes my likes are strange, but they are shared so i'm truly happy, to have found a partner who enjoys giving me my wishes.

well my posts are getting wierder, so if you ever think i've gone to far [going to far is my trademark] but i mean too far for me, tell me, cuz i'd like to stay on the edge.

here's another quote.

"lips and kisses are my greatest weakness, i'd take full glossy lips over a big naked chest in a heart beat, too me lipstick/gloss commercials are more stimulating and enjoyable than porn."

-JD Person

Absolute Power it is all there is.

HAIL ZEON!!!!!!

the under wear post is below, so read away.
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the infamous
yes, straight out of the "stupidest things JD's done," hand book i bring you a post primarilly about underwear.

see up until recently i was accustomed to the briefs style under wear. its is all i've worn for many a year. i became used to their support and most flattering accent to my crotch area, making me feel like Ron Jeremy. but my love has expressed that while the package enhancing quality of the briefs is very engaging to her oh so, yet not so innocent mind, that if i were to switch over to the boxer model of under garments, i were to somehow remove them to engage in a cardio-vascular activity that afterward she would don my undies as well as my shirt.

now to me there is nothing more adorable then the whole "look i'm wearing my boyfriends clothes, even though the are 8 sizes too big [on me let alone on her.]" so i decided to change my undies allegiance in order to further my enjoyment with the one i love most.

unfortunatly i have found adjusting to this new style of under garment quite difficult, one being the complete lack of support, i feel like i'm goin commando, also they are quite unflattering to my naughty bits. they also are quite difficult to keep below the navel, if i don't adjust regularly i end up with a once piece undie-bra combo. they also roll up when i put my outer leg wear on. yes i'm having to adjust. but its worth it, because i know she likes these kinds better, and i'm willing [hell happy, a bit turned on, very happy] to play dress up for her, so crotch swinging, nipple reachin, pant cloggin, in appropriatly stimulating rubbin, package hidin boxers it is for me.

i'll miss the old days of briefs, people calling them tighty whiteys even though mine were often red, or black, or another color, infact i never wore i white pair in my life i believe. guys calling me gay as i changed, to which i would inquire "for what reason do you call me gay, simple neanderthol?" to which they'd tell me it was my choice of under clothing, to which i'd reply "but truely good sir, is it not you who is staring at my crotch region?" yes those were good days.

i always wanted boxers, as does my speacial someone want them for the cute designs, i realized that i will be buying massive amounts of undies on valentines season, kisses, hearts i love you's, and so forth, because if given a choice thats all i'd wear anyway is lovey designs on all my clothing.

i had a dental appointmen t today, my dentist is female, and at all times was my head merely milimeters from her mammories. biy is the dentists office interesting.

turned in my sonnet today, there was a good quote abouut that and being that this is near the end of the post i'll just say it.

My friend Kittie has trouble with love poetry because she's overly horny, depressed and has no romantic instinct, i think that if she weren't 4' 9" she'd make a great Dominatrix, well she said she had trouble with the love poem and had to eventually write it about how she has and never will have love.

to which i told that:

"i've been cured of that and i hope never to get that disease again, and now with a heart full of love the poetry flos easily and naturally, just like poop."

Absolute Power its the answer to all life's questions.

HAIL ZEON!!!!!
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Saturday, April 29, 2006

yeah, i went there.
yes my friends i did do a whole post on underwear. and believe me it was fun, and being as only five poeople read it i should re-post it, but i'll do it tommorrow.

yes i'm two hours late because [wholy crap i just Denis Rodman'd! re-adjust! re-adjust! and to any of you that got that, may god pity you in death] io was busy making that scene from "when Harry Met Sally," look tame. i sure hope she's for real, though really over the phone faking it ain't that hard. [good jesus this post is adult rated! sweet aunt jammima gouge out the children's eyes!] but in all seriousness it mostly cuteness and lovey-dovey-ness, but well thing turn a bit more adult at times my dear Peoplzez, for i'm just too much to handle! [i just threw up a little]

is it me or is my self commentary getting a bit deranged?

well my and said love[r] were speaking of gift giving, we both have plans, hopefully our plans work.

yes my significant other truely enjoys my new choice of crotch covering, which was the point anyway.

yes, and she likes wewaring boxers herself, i'll leave you to your own conclusions, but may a say sharing truely is caring.

and no me and said love have not met face to face yet, only text to text, voice to voice, picture to picture, and love letter to love letter, personal contact is to be established this summer. so believe me i am now REALLY looking forward to summer.

yes, female dentists with their chests in my face, reason #1327 for me to go on living.

but here's a rant i'd like go into, i finally saw the last two episodes of Blue Gender on DVD, and theres just one thing i have to say...

SENO DIES!?!

yes the golden rule of Blue Gender, do not get sattached to side characters, but he almost made it! ending song, okay Seno's still alive, he made it! wait who are those angry soldiers? no! protect Seno! Seno noooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!! crap, oh crap his organs! there goes skull fragments, i can see brain! wow! hundreds of asssault rifle shots can't get those sunglasses off... but falling down does! You pricks! you killed Seno! that's right, shoot those assholes! ooops, there goes Second Earth into the atmosphere, guess Tony and Alicia were right, everybody dies!

yes the man i liked the most, and that my brother once said "who the hell is that douche bag? he looks like a mix between Gendo Akari and Abraham Lincoln!" is killed in a most uncerimonious way. well Rick had it worse, just driving along, oh, now something just ate your head. course there was the Mr.T lookin guy who got stepped on, the chick that went through a windshield, or the other chick that broke her neck on a wall corner.

Yes Blue Gender involves a lot of death, and EVA rip-offs, but i liked it a lot, i just see the EVA-ness because my brother compares everything to EVA, he's an EVA addict.

well i'm going to bed because ther will be more love talk in the morning...

oh yeah i got a letter and will mail a letter today, it was cute, very good illistrations of just what her plans for this body of mine are, its so cute, as am i and her in the pic, she's such a great artist! i love her!

Absolute Power read all of it here or chapter 3 below.

HAIL ZEON!!!!

"i've been cured of [being single] and i hope never to get that disease again, and now with a heart full of love the poetry flows easily and naturally, just like poop."

-JD Person
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Absolute Power ch.3
Absolute power
Mission: 3
Almost to the action I swear!

Aveian stands outside Kit’s room, Kit has a lady friend with him.

Kit: (through door) Just say it, say my name!!

Girl: Kit Sune baby!!

Aveian: (knocks on door) Hey skipper, could I have a word with you?

Kit: (thud, sigh) I’m comin’, I’m comin’...

Kit walks out, no shirt, pants unbuttoned, lime green lipstick all over his face.

Aveian: Let’s walk. What were you doin’ in there?

Kit: whadya’ think?

Aveian: I thought you loved Allenby?

Kit: I never said I loved her and she said it was alright!

Aveian: Just because a woman says it’s alright doesn’t mean it is.

Kit: I’m gonna make her come to me, she can come and take me as hers.

Aveian: That sounds too idealistic; do you actually think things work like that?

Kit: Don’t worry things will work out; our bond is too strong for it not to.

Aveian: (blows out smoke) what bond?

Kit blushes.

Aveian: Quit playin’ around and just say it.

Kit: (slyly) Say what?

Aveian: You know what and I ain’t sayin’ it ever. You can go back to you’re bimbo if you want to, I’m just tryin’ to help you out.

Kit: (mocking him) How sweet I didn’t know you cared!
Aveian raises a hand in recognition as he walks off. Kit goes to walk back to finish off his floozy when...

He runs into Allenby, literally.

Allenby: uff, (cheerfully) Hi Kit, (looks him over, sly) Did I interrupt somethin’?

Kit: uuuh, (blushes and laughs embarrassedly) Nah, where you goin’?

Allenby: (playful) Maybe I was comin’ to do that (points to his face) to you.

Kit: Wanna try.

The terms of this conversation hit them, the both look really embarrassed shyly look away.

Allenby: (shyly) well see ya’ later.

Kit: (weakly) Yeah, see ya’. (Thinking) Damn how does she do this to me?!!

Girl’s voice: (seductive) Kit, You comin’? I’m waiting for you.

Kit: (turning to face her) Allen... (It’s the floozy) ...wrench wanna try an Allen wrench?

Floozy: (still seductive) oh no, I’m gonna do all the fun stuff to you, my little boy toy.

She grabs his wrist and pulls him back.

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Kit walks into their room fully dressed and cleaned up.

Kit: I’m here Allie; you said you had somethin’ important to tell me.

Allenby: I’m leavin’.

Kit: WHAAAAAAA!!!!!!! (Seriously concerned) Please don’t go, please, what did I do wrong?

Allenby: (happily) No silly, I’ve gotta go back to Neo-Sweden to prepare for the Gundam Fights. (Saddened) But that means I’ll have to go for a while. This sucks, I’m gonna miss you.

Kit: I wish I could come, but I got crap I gotta do here to, believe me, I’d love to go with you, I’m really gonna miss you too.

Allenby: (regaining happy composure) But don’t worry we can join back up in 3 days, when the fight begins!

Kit: You mean you wanna...

Allenby: Travel with you? Of course, I wouldn’t have it any other way, in fact (leans right up to his ear) if you don’t meet up with me then I’ll hunt you down and bring you back myself!

Kit looks very pleasantly surprised.

Allenby: (normal happy self, giggles) So see ya’ then.

Kit: Well if those are my choices I might have to run.

Allenby: You’ll never get away from me!

They both walk away.

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Kit comes dripping out of the shower into the main room (swanky base huh?) he has two towels on.

Kit: (eyes closed, speaking kinda cocky) So, ya’ like what you see or should I drop a towel? (Opens eyes) oh yeah, you’re gone.

Kit sits down on her bed; he picks one of her sheets and puts it to his face.

Kit: How is it possible to miss someone this much?

He flops down on his back and stares up at the ceiling.

Kit: I wonder if she feels the same way or if she’s just got me on a leash? Damn, this sucks. (Sighs)

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Allenby is exiting Neo-America’s atmosphere. She looks back at the colony as it fades into a little dot on the horizon.

Allenby: (thinking) Good bye Kit, see you soon, I hope.

She drifts into sleep during the long flight. She dreams as she sleeps.

Allenby: (in sleep) Kit…
She is standing before Domon right after the last Gundam Fight. She holds out her ‘’heart’’ to him.

Domon: (takes it in his hand) Thanks Allenby!

Rain runs up.

Rain: (embraces him from the side) Hi Domon! (Gives him a peck on the cheek)
Oh well, (looks down at Allenby’s heart in his hand) won’t be needin’ this anymore.

Domon clenches his fist, crushing her heart and shattering it to bits. Domon and Rain walk off together, Allenby collapses to the ground in pain. She gathers the pieces of her heart in her hand and her tears drip down on them.

Kit: what’s wrong Allie? (He looks down at her hands) did that bastard Domon break your heart?

Kit kneels down in front of her; he puts his hands down over hers.

Kit: No more tears okay?

He puts his hand over his heart, there’s a faint pink glow and he places something in her hand.

Kit: If your heart is broken I’ll let you have mine, just give me yours in return, okay? Let me feel your pain for you, I want you to be happy, (wipes the tears from her eyes) so do we have a deal?

Allenby: (sniffles and smiles weakly at him) Yeah.

Kit: Good, (seductively) now, (leans closer and closer in) how about we seal the deal with a kiss?

Their lips meet Allenby feels all tingly then…

Allenby: (eyes shoot open, she sits up shocked) Wha… (puts her fingers on her lips) was that real?

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Allenby throws her stuff down on her bed at her apartment. She flops down on the bed.

Allenby: Kit, why can’t I stop thinking about you? (Groans) Well, no use in lyin’ around mopin’, I think I’ll take a shower. And no peek… oh, yeah, you’re gone. Oh well.

She drags herself glumly into the bathroom.
The warm water does a little to sooth her heart. She walks out damp with her hair even messier.

Allenby: Video Games! Duh! (She sits down at her Z-Cube) Maybe he’s online!

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Kit: (on Z-Cube) No she’s not here. (Logs off) Oh well, (looks at a picture of her he got from a connection) I’m pathetic, you sure have me good. Damn, I’ve gotta stop thinking about it! I’ll just get to work; hopefully working on giant metal weapons of death can get my mind off this gaping hole in my heart. (Walks out)

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Allenby: Man he’s not here! (Logs off) But what made me think he would be, he’s probably havin’ a great time without me, what makes me think he feels like this about me. (Images from that dream flash by) I really hope he does though. I better get to work, maybe if I get done early I can stop by and pay him a little surprise visit (mischievous smile) that’s right Kit you better watch out, cause when I find you (impish laugh) you’re all mine and I’ll make you pay for making me feel like this.

She leaves her apartment and walks off towards her base.

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Kit is down in the hanger calibrating his suit. Above in the commander’s office Aveian and Sylven look down watching him working away.

Aveian: (holding one of his giant ass cigarettes) He’s so deep in its pathetic.

Sylven: It is pretty evident. Of course he isn’t exactly a secretive guy. What do you say we help him out?

Aveian: Let’s wait a day, I want to see him mope some more, it’s entertaining.

Kit types away at the control panel.

Kit: I’m moving the right arm now!

Intern: Ready!

Kit pushes the handle forward. Suddenly the supports weaken and the Gundam lists tearing another piece lose which crashes down crushing the intern.

Sylven: There goes another intern.

Aveian: How do we kill so many of them? (flash backs to all the horrible ways they’ve died)

Sylven: Primary mobility test of MX Mobile Suit.

The Suit takes one step forward, the knee sparks up and fails and the Suit topples over and lands on an intern.

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Kit: Commencing booster test of MX!

He powers up the boosters and fires them. An intern stands on a platform to the side taking diagnostics.

Kit: AND… FIRE!!!!!!!

The booster flames incinerate the intern as he blasts off.

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Aveian: Commence experimental Beam Rifle test.

Aveian fires the rifle the beam is slightly off hitting an intern mowing the lawn further back.

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Intern: Commencing full MX performance test.

The suit explodes.

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Kit: Alright time to test the new trace system…

Girl’s voice: Hey Kit! Ready for me to kick your ass at “Deceased or Living 4?’’

Kit: I’m comin’!

Aveian: intern!

Intern: Yes commander?

Aveian: Test the new system.

The intern enters the cockpit.

Intern: Executing Neo-Trace system.

The intern activates it, the material climbs up the is arms and over his head cutting off his air supply.

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An intern runs by on fire and impaled in several places by PVC pipe.

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(End of flash back)

Sylven: Makes you wonder how we keep getting them.

Aveian: (lights a new one up and shakes out his lighter) They all have dreams of being pilots.

Kit: (pokes head out of cockpit) Sorry ‘bout that. HEY INTERNS! CLEAN UP IN SUIT HANGER! (Back in suit over inter-com) Hey Aveian, I’m gettin’ tired, have the night crew get the Beam weapons loaded, I want to do another test on those.

Aveian: (beep) Roger, I’ll tell them to get that loaded for you, get some sleep (little smile) Captain.

Kit: Roger, (smirk) Commander.

Kit jumps out onto the platform and goes down. He runs out and off to his room.

Aveian: (commanding) ALL RIGHT PEOPLE! LET’S GET THESE SUITS READY FOR CAPTAIN SUNE AND ENSIGN BLAIN.

Soldiers: YES COMMANDER WIND SIR!

Aveian: At easy, now get to work. (Sylven gets up) Where are you goin’?

Sylven: To help these fools out, they’re helpless without us. Besides, there is the other thing.

Aveian: You’re little ‘’project’’?

Sylven: (looking back) What else?

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Domon is standing before his almost completed Gundam. A black haired girl walks up behind him.

Girl: So are you enjoying your new toy?

Domon: (now dressed in grey like the elder Toguro brother, his new costume) Yes, I’ll have to thank you, my little spy, without you I’d never have gained all this new technology.

Girl: Just doing my job. That’s what you’re paying me for.

The Man walks in.

The Man: That’s what we’re paying you for (he walks up and squeezes her ass) my cute little spy girl!

Spy: (walks forward out of his grip) I appreciate the praise, Leader.

The man: (laughs) Well aren’t you the lively one? Let’s go Domon, we’ll leave her to admire her work.

Domon and him walk out.

Spy: Assholes.

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Allenby: Wow look at all these techniques, and the power level how did you pull all this off?

Female soldier: We got a surprise gift from an unknown source in Neo- America, it was sent with love to you, in side were all these plans for Mobile Suit systems and parts.

Allenby: Kit.

Soldier: Huh?

Allenby: Kit… sounds like a complete Mobile Suit kit!

Soldier: Sure. So his name is Kit? What’s he like?

Allenby: He’s cute and funny, and sweet and… Wait who says there’s a boy.

Soldier: Well you just did, look if he’d do all this for you he’s at least worth tryin’! Besides you said he was cute, right?

Allenby: The cutest.

Soldier Than go for it!

Allenby: Maybe you’re right.

Soldier: (walking off) Whatever just think about it. Bye!

Allenby: Maybe I should… What am I thinking! (Buries head in work) I’m doin’ my work, I’m doin’ my work, I’m doin’ my work…

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Kit gets up and gets dressed.

Kit: Just 2 days ‘till I see you again.

He walks out and to the Mobile Suit hanger.

Kit: Yo, what’s my job today?

Aveian: (behind him) Nothing. (Lights a cigarette)

Kit: Huh?

Aveian: Sylven volunteered to do the testing for you.

Kit: Syl’ is that true?

Sylven: (pops head out of cockpit) Don’t take it personally, I was supposed to be the test pilot to begin with.

Aveian: There is one condition; you spend this time with Allenby.


Kit: I have no problem with that!

Aveian: One other thing…

Orange haired girl: (bouncier and more hyper than Allenby could ever be) …You’ve gotta spend a night with us!!!





Profile:
Foxxy Sune
Age: 15
Height: 5 foot 5
Voice: Kira Vincent-Davis (Ropponmatsu 2, Excel saga)
Body: she has below average sized breasts, a hard ass and stomach, she’s pretty curvy and she does know how to flaunt it.
Clothes: she has on a deep black T-shirt with a deep blue fox head (side view) outlined in white and lightly infused with glitter over her chest, about the size of a fist. And a matching full fox engulfed in powder blue and white fire, also infused with glitter. And the same fire on the sleeves. She has on matching black surfer pants and white soled black Conversate sneakers with flames on the bottom of the legs, heel and toes. She also has on a black choker, and a white long sleeve shirt under the T that’s says “vixen” in powder blue on the outside edge of the left sleeve with a blue heart at the beginning and end of the word.
Face: she has big, bright, sparkly, baby blue doe eyes, a cute smile, bright teeth, and a pretty little nose. The skin under her eyes above her cheeks usually is shiny. Her hair is like Cagalli (Gundam Seed) only fox orange, she has the single cutest face ever, no one can resist her adorably cute and innocent face.
Makeup: she has on clear, fruit flavored lip-gloss, and clear nail polish.
Personality: she is a real tomboy; she can fight as well as Kit or Aveian. She also likes playing with boys; her idea of flirting is wrestling or football. But don’t think she can’t be a girl, she can very perfect little girl when she wants to be, which is usually just to see the look on boys faces. She is also very cute and fun like Kit, always happy and spunky, with awesome hair.

Kit: Fine dude, better than busting my ass all day in here. You sure you’ll be able to handle this on your own Sylven?

Sylven: I told you, this was supposed to be my job to begin with.

Kit: So where are we goin’ first man?

Aveian: You’ll see.

Kit: (faking pissy) Fine, be all secretive, see if I care. (Normal) Nah, I trust ya’ man so lead the way.

Foxxy: Good, I’m gonna give you the best night of your life.

Aveian: (Thinking) Let’s see where your true intentions lie, I bet I can make you forget all about her, or else prove what you’re feeling is real.

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Kit: Boxing?

Aveian: What’s to dislike, watchin’ Chibitie get the shit beat out of his talent free ass?

The three of them walk into the stadium. They get in line, soon it’s their turn to go through the metal detectors.

Rent-a-cop :( slightly fabulous) Please step through please.

BOOP!

Rent-a-cop: Please remove all metal objects you have on your person.

Kit takes his sword out of his belt loop, Aveian pulls his gun out of his pocket and pops the clip out and removes the bullets. Foxxy take her dagger in sheath out of her pocket.

Rent-a-cop: Is that all?

Aveian pulls out three more clips, Kit pulls out two short military style knives. Kit holds the two knives out handle first. Foxxy pulls out a bunch of strait shuriken and a metal makeup case.

Rent-a-cop: Please set the weapons down please.

Kit goes to set them down the flips them up, the rent-a-cop goes to pull his gun but is met with Kit’s knife, held underhand to his neck with the other overhand pulled back ready to strike.

Kit: Now do you really expect me to go in there unarmed? The name is Kit Sune, here’s my passport.

Hands him his passport (in his picture he’s giving the peace sign with his tongue out)

Kit: If I try somethin’ you know just who to look for.

Voice: Are you givin’ these three trouble, Pat?

Rent-a-cop: No mister Crocket! It’s just…

Chibitie: Just nothin’, these three are personal friends so give them some slack.

Rent-a-cop: You’re lucky Mr. Crocket came along ‘cause I was just about to beat you down!

Chibitie: So, you managed to drag him here.

Kit: Couldn’t pass up watching you get your ass kicked!

Chibitie: I’ve got to ready; I’ll see you assholes later. ‘cept you Foxxy, (winks) hope you have fun!

Kit: See ya lackey! AND KEEP YOUR DIRTY HANDS OFF MY SISTER; SHE ISN’T ONE OF YOUR HO’S!

Chibitie walks off into the back while Aveian, Foxxy and Kit find their seats.

Foxxy sits down; the people in front of her have large hair thus blocking her view.

Foxxy: Hey, hair down monkeys!

A black guy turns around to face her.

Black dude: Hey bitch, who you be callin’ a monkey?

Kit: That’s it you bastard…

Aveian cuts him off by speaking.

Aveian: (head back, eyes closed, blows out smoke) Monkeys have tails.

Black dude: What the fuck?!!

Aveian: To be a monkey you have to have a tail, (head forward, opens eyes and locks them onto him) so unless you have those I suggest you sit down.

Black dude: You want some of this you whack ass crack…

GUNSHOT.

Aveian puts his gun back in his pocket, the black dude flies down about five rows and lands on the stairs.

Everyone looks over to see who shot and who shot him, then bust out into applause.

Foxxy: Oooh, look at that person fly. Nice shot Aveian-dude!

Aveian: Fools like him get what they deserve. Besides it was a bean-bag bullet anyway.

The three of them watch and cheer as the various boxers beat the crap out of each other, until…

Announcer guy: AND NOW THE MAIN EVENT, FIRST, THE CHALLENGER, EXTREME HARDCORE FIGHTER TO THE MAX, ROB HARDY!

Kit: HE’S EXTREME!!!!!

Foxxy: HARDCORE TO THE MAX!!!!!

Aveian: you two are so immature.

Foxxy sticks her tongue out at him.

Announcer guy: AND THE RIEGNING CHAMPION, CHIBITIE CROCKET!

Chibitie walks out in a pimp suit with his mechanics dressed as his hoes.

Announcer guy: AND BEING AS THIS IS A CROSS OVER MATCH, WE’LL MEET THE TWO OF YOU HALF WAY, THIS MATCH WILL BE BARE KNUCKLE!

Foxxy: Awesome!

Chibitie: WHAT?! This sucks, I’m not fighting this guy bare fisted!

Ref: If you refuse you’ll be stripped of your title.

Chibitie: Damn it! (Climbs into the ring)

Ref: Begin!

Chibitie swings at Rob; he ducts to the side and catches Chibitie with a right jab to the mouth. Chibitie stumbles back. He wipes the blood off his lip and charges back in. Chibitie hits Rob in the nose with a hard right, Rob fires back with a left hay-maker turning Chibitie’s face around and knocking his eyes blank. Chibitie hits the ground out cold.

Ref: ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIVE, SIX, SEVEN, EIGHT, NINE, TEN!
WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION, ROB HARDY!!!!!

Foxxy: Holy shit!

Kit: Chibitie lost!

Aveian: Weak fool.

The three of them walk out.

Kit: So where’s next my exalted tour guide?

Aveian: The place every guy loves to go…

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Aveian: …The strip club.

On the front of the club is a giant neon sign saying “The Crabby Beaver”.

The three of them go inside.

Bouncer: ‘Eys theyses nots olds enoughs tos bes ins this establishment. And she’s a girl.

Aveian: Back off or I’ll be forced to take action.

Bouncer: Whats youse gonna do?

He swings on Aveian; Aveian without looking up catches his fist and crushes all his fingers.

Bouncer: OWS MY HANDSES!!!!

Aveian: Dumb ass.

They enter the club; on stage are a bunch of well built girls. The two under aged Sunes and their chaperone Wind sit down in the front center, being as everyone recognizes them for who they are and move out of the way.

Strippers: (all girly) Hi Kit! (Blow kisses)

Foxxy leans over.

Foxxy: (whispering to Kit) I’d watch out if I were you, you don’t know how much of those are real!

The two of them try to stifle their laughter.

One striper: What’s her problem?

Second stripper: She just wishes she had boobs like these (holds hers up with both arms) don’t worry A cup; you’ll get ones like these when you’re a big girl!

Foxxy: (faking sincerity) And if I don’t I can always buy them like you did, right Boobzilla?!!

Stripper: What was that you little bitch?

Foxxy: That’s it. (gets up)

Stripper: Bring it on…

Foxxy leaps up and punches her the hell out.

Kit: Feel better?

Foxxy: (refreshed) Yep!

Kit: See that girls, leave my sister alone.

Strippers: (all swoony still) Alright Kit, we’d do anything for you!

Aveian: Enjoying yourself?

Kit: Yeah, this is fun, but I still can’t wait for tomorrow!

Aveian: (thinking) Damn it Kit, I guess you’re for real. Fine, I surrender, you’re right, you’ve proved to me that your feelings are real, I just hope she knows how lucky she is to have you.

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Kit: (outside his room) Thanks guys, thanks for tonight and thanks for sacrificing yourselves so that I can be with her.

Foxxy: No problem big brother!!!

Aveian: (leaning, smoking, you know the pose by now) Shut up before you make me regret it.

Kit shuts the door and flops down on the bed.

Kit: (thinking) Hold on Allenby, I’ll be coming soon. (Rolls over) (Out loud) Ow, my dick, damn strippers.

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Allenby: (thinking) Kit, I miss you. Please come to me soon.

She rolls over and clutches a fox stuffed toy and falls asleep.

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Kit: (ship powering up behind him) Aveian, make sure my Suit is ready and send it to Neo-Scotland.

Aveian: Right.

Kit: And Sylven, watch over Foxxy for me. (that puts a cute look on her face) I’m glad I have good enough to do this for me.

Aveian: Kit.

Kit: Yeah?

Aveian: Shut the fuck up and go see your girlfriend already.

Kit: (laughs) Roger that!

Kit boards the ship and takes off.

Kit: Look out Allenby, CAUSE HERE I COME!!!

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Allenby is in the hanger working on her suit when…

Allenby: Crap!

She waits to hear the clink but hears no impact.

Allenby: Huh?

She looks down to see Kit looking up at her, smiling mischievously.

Kit: Drop somethin’?

Allenby’s eyes and face light up, she’s filled with overwhelming joy and happiness.

Allenby: Kit!!!!!!!!!!!

She throws the lift into down and as soon as its low enough jumps off and onto Kit, embracing him with all her strength and burying her face in his shoulder.

Kit: (rubbing finger across his nose) Guess that means you’re happy to see me!

Allenby: Of course! You have no idea how much I missed you!

Kit: Actually, I think I do! Now come on, let’s have some fun while we can.

Allenby: Oh Kit, I’ve missed you so much!

They walk off together laughing and talking merrily.

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(Ending music)

Automated voice: Three… (Kit and Allenby look at each other in the pilot seats next to each other in Allenby’s ship) Two… (They place their hands over each others) One…

Both: BLAST OFF!!!!!!!!!!

Ja Ne

(Outlaw Star next episode music)

Foxxy: Yay! I was in this one! Wasn’t I cute!? Well anyway, the next episode actually has action, being as this is supposed to be “Action Adventure.” And best of all the action comes with really insensitive jokes, and more random shootings, next episode: The Action Begins! You better get ready!

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Friday, April 28, 2006

under garments.
yes, straight out of the "stupidest things JD's done," hand book i bring you a post primarilly about underwear.

see up until recently i was accustomed to the briefs style under wear. its is all i've worn for many a year. i became used to their support and most flattering accent to my crotch area, making me feel like Ron Jeremy. but my love has expressed that while the package enhancing quality of the briefs is very engaging to her oh so, yet not so innocent mind, that if i were to switch over to the boxer model of under garments, i were to somehow remove them to engage in a cardio-vascular activity that afterward she would don my undies as well as my shirt.

now to me there is nothing more adorable then the whole "look i'm wearing my boyfriends clothes, even though the are 8 sizes too big [on me let alone on her.]" so i decided to change my undies allegiance in order to further my enjoyment with the one i love most.

unfortunatly i have found adjusting to this new style of under garment quite difficult, one being the complete lack of support, i feel like i'm goin commando, also they are quite unflattering to my naughty bits. they also are quite difficult to keep below the navel, if i don't adjust regularly i end up with a once piece undie-bra combo. they also roll up when i put my outer leg wear on. yes i'm having to adjust. but its worth it, because i know she likes these kinds better, and i'm willing [hell happy, a bit turned on, very happy] to play dress up for her, so crotch swinging, nipple reachin, pant cloggin, in appropriatly stimulating rubbin, package hidin boxers it is for me.

i'll miss the old days of briefs, people calling them tighty whiteys even though mine were often red, or black, or another color, infact i never wore i white pair in my life i believe. guys calling me gay as i changed, to which i would inquire "for what reason do you call me gay, simple neanderthol?" to which they'd tell me it was my choice of under clothing, to which i'd reply "but truely good sir, is it not you who is staring at my crotch region?" yes those were good days.

i always wanted boxers, as does my speacial someone want them for the cute designs, i realized that i will be buying massive amounts of undies on valentines season, kisses, hearts i love you's, and so forth, because if given a choice thats all i'd wear anyway is lovey designs on all my clothing.

i had a dental appointmen t today, my dentist is female, and at all times was my head merely milimeters from her mammories. biy is the dentists office interesting.

turned in my sonnet today, there was a good quote abouut that and being that this is near the end of the post i'll just say it.

My friend Kittie has trouble with love poetry because she's overly horny, depressed and has no romantic instinct, i think that if she weren't 4' 9" she'd make a great Dominatrix, well she said she had trouble with the love poem and had to eventually write it about how she has and never will have love.

to which i told that:

"i've been cured of that and i hope never to get that disease again, and now with a heart full of love the poetry flos easily and naturally, just like poop."

Absolute Power its the answer to all life's questions.

HAIL ZEON!!!!!
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Thursday, April 27, 2006

yo peoplzez!
well unfortunatly i only had an hour with my love today, which sucks because i literally have all night! i swear when life gives you a break, its probably breaking your balls.

heres another wonderous comic:



i laughed so hard at that!

well i must say that today was kinda lameish, i mean yesterday was just so great between me and my love, but today, well it just wasn't. alas i'm still swooning over her though, its just i could swoon a lot more!

i lost one of my damn training gloves! i wanna train, i'm getting rid of my fats and gaining pecs, i must complete this! i must get that glove! but i cannot find it, which irks me so! i just want to be stronger, i want to be as strong as she thinks i am. if i just become that strong i'll be at least 10 times as strong.

but i guess i'll just have to look harder for it, and in the mean time i'll just clean up my room, it needs to be cleaned too. man, things are just annoying right now.

i wrote a bunch of love letters, i should mail them, so that my love can recieve my gifts, i haven't given her anything as cool as she's given me, but i'll soon change that. i want to give something memorable too!

i still have to start that damn sonnet! god i want to beat the crap out of Billy Shakespeare, damn show off "i can do something overly complicated that ruins the romance mood in the poem!" thanks a lot you fruity freak.

but i guess i must get workin on it, oh well nothin i can really do about it.

i should also update the rest of AP, being as i haven't put next episode previews on 8-14, so i gotta work on that. do much damn work.

ya know what i'm too damn tired, i may just go to sleep after this, i don't know. theres just too much to do! i don't know what do do.

i really wish i could have talked longer, its really the happiest time i ever have in my life, i mean one day i'll be able to feel her, but for now her voice is all i have, and its the greatest thing i've ever been given.

well i'll just go where my heart guides me, never lead me wrong before! i just wish my heart was given longer to be wrapped up in the sweet, irresistable, embrace of the words of my love, i need her, i want her, i can't wait to have her. i sure hope i get her soon, or should i say, being as i'm a bottom type, i can't wait for her to get her hands [lips, pens, temporary tattoos, hickies, leash, collar...] on me!

Absolute Power is life!
and i don't want you to die.

HAIL ZEON!!!!
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