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Post by cakejedi on Feb 9, 2010 22:36:58 GMT -5
"Geriatric of Cetus" has to be one of the funnies things I have ever read on these boards! LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by du5tin on Feb 11, 2010 9:07:51 GMT -5
Thanks. I got the inspiration to write that from you.
Anyway, I'll not be able to run a card for a while; I'm having 'net issues.
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Post by du5tin on Feb 11, 2010 14:32:13 GMT -5
PULVERIZER Prize Award Show
The self-proclaimed “galactic ladies man”, Vanity, sits open-legged in his phallic, skin-toned throne. Seriously. His attire consists of a pink and gold robe, cheap department store ankle socks, and leopard-print underwear. The Galactic Wrestling Federation apologizes that you have to witness such a scene. However, Vanity insists you watch this. So, stop looking away; face your television. Now. The show is about to begin.
“Forget about the Pulitzer Prize. This year it’s all about the PULVERIZER Prize.”
Vanity adjusts himself down there.
“I’m Vanity, your host for tonight’s glorious show. Yes, fans, tonight you will witness the first ever PULVERIZER Prize Award Show. What is this show I speak of, you may ask? It’s my award show that celebrates the greats and not-so-greats throughout 2087, silly! What else would it be?”
Vanity smirks and sips on an Earthly alcoholic beverage.
“Well, darlings, let’s beginning with our first award...”
“I Have the Biggest Chin in the GWF” Award 3-Way Tie! Omega, Star Warrior, & Massif
“The Best Adolf Hitler Facial Hair in the GWF” Award Massacre
“Is that Brutus Beefcake?” Award Renegade
“I Have the Coolest Butt Chin in the GWF” Award Greek Gods
“Mark Henry and Ron Simmons Gave Birth to Me” Award Lord Nexus
“Olan Mills Took My Photo While John Denver Styled My Hair” Award Pulsar
“I Always Give You that Side-Gay-Eyed Look” Award Comrade Terror
“I’m the Aborted Child of Marvel’s Juggernaut” Award Brute
...and finally, I present you the last award of the evening!”
“I’m the Greatest Wrestler in the Galaxy” Award Vanity
Vanity adjusts himself down there... again.
“Oh, yeah, baby...”
Vanity doesn’t realize that the camera has been off for two minutes...
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Post by Crimson Cross on Feb 11, 2010 15:32:14 GMT -5
I really like Vanity's show, great stuff...
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Post by du5tin on Feb 11, 2010 16:11:57 GMT -5
The S’erry J’pinger Show
“S’erry! S’erry! S’erry!”
The S’erry J’pinger Show opens with a panoramic view of the wild audience.
“S’erry! S’erry! S’erry!”
Finally, S’erry J’pinger comes out and hushes the audience...
“Welcome to today’s show, fans. I’m S’erry J’pinger.”
“S’erry! S’erry! S’erry!”
J’pinger smiles, raises his microphone to hush the audience, and speaks again...
“Today we have three young females with us; one is from Andromeda, one is from Deimos, and the other one is from Earth. What do they have in common? All claim to have given birth to the Galactic Wrestling Federation Superstar, Mutant! Well, we have Mutant here today to tell us his side of the story. Come on out, Mutant!”
“BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
Mutant proverbially comes out shaking his head and yelling that he is not the daddy of those babies. The fattest woman, from Earth, rushes Mutant and clothesline him. Mutant reels back and punches the woman in her boob. The crowd lays into the professional wrestler. However, Mutant and the Earthling find their seat.
“Mutant, explain to everyone how you met these women.”
“After I wrestle, I have to fight women off with Triple H’s petrified nose.”
“What?”
“Triple H’s petrified nose, I own it. It's been in my family for years.”
“What?”
“Nothing, J’pinger. Can we just get to the DNA tests?”
“S’erry! S’erry! S’erry!”
“Well, Mutant, when it comes to these three ladies’ children...”
“S’erry! S’erry! S’erry!”
“...you are not the father!”
Mutant stands up and thrusts his pelvis at everyone.
“However, when we come back from the break, we’ll reveal ninety-seven more women who are standing outside the building; all claim to hold the offspring of the Galactic Wrestling Federation Superstar, Mutant!”
“S’erry! S’erry! S’erry!”
Mutant puts his face in his palm. Commercial.
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Post by cakejedi on Feb 11, 2010 22:38:46 GMT -5
Thanks. I got the inspiration to write that from you. Anyway, I'll not be able to run a card for a while; I'm having 'net issues. WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is the BIGGEST compliment that I have ever received!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am blown away to think that something I wrote inspired someone else. Thank you for such an amazing compliment!
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Post by cakejedi on Feb 11, 2010 22:44:05 GMT -5
PULVERIZER Prize Award Show
The self-proclaimed “galactic ladies man”, Vanity, sits open-legged in his phallic, skin-toned throne. Seriously. His attire consists of a pink and gold robe, cheap department store ankle socks, and leopard-print underwear. The Galactic Wrestling Federation apologizes that you have to witness such a scene. However, Vanity insists you watch this. So, stop looking away; face your television. Now. The show is about to begin.
“Forget about the Pulitzer Prize. This year it’s all about the PULVERIZER Prize.”
Vanity adjusts himself down there.
“I’m Vanity, your host for tonight’s glorious show. Yes, fans, tonight you will witness the first ever PULVERIZER Prize Award Show. What is this show I speak of, you may ask? It’s my award show that celebrates the greats and not-so-greats throughout 2087, silly! What else would it be?”
Vanity smirks and sips on an Earthly alcoholic beverage.
“Well, darlings, let’s beginning with our first award...”
“I Have the Biggest Chin in the GWF” Award 3-Way Tie! Omega, Star Warrior, & Massif
“The Best Adolf Hitler Facial Hair in the GWF” Award Massacre
“Is that Brutus Beefcake?” Award Renegade
“I Have the Coolest Butt Chin in the GWF” Award Greek Gods
“Mark Henry and Ron Simmons Gave Birth to Me” Award Lord Nexus
“Olan Mills Took My Photo While John Denver Styled My Hair” Award Pulsar
“I Always Give You that Side-Gay-Eyed Look” Award Comrade Terror
“I’m the Aborted Child of Marvel’s Juggernaut” Award Brute
...and finally, I present you the last award of the evening!”
“I’m the Greatest Wrestler in the Galaxy” Award Vanity
Vanity adjusts himself down there... again.
“Oh, yeah, baby...”
Vanity doesn’t realize that the camera has been off for two minutes... LOL!!!!!!!!!!!! You are a brilliant comedic writer! However, I do not think that i will be able to sleep tonight with the image of Vanity adjusting himself down there in my head. LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by cakejedi on Feb 11, 2010 22:48:05 GMT -5
The S’erry J’pinger Show
“S’erry! S’erry! S’erry!”
The S’erry J’pinger Show opens with a panoramic view of the wild audience.
“S’erry! S’erry! S’erry!”
Finally, S’erry J’pinger comes out and hushes the audience...
“Welcome to today’s show, fans. I’m S’erry J’pinger.”
“S’erry! S’erry! S’erry!”
J’pinger smiles, raises his microphone to hush the audience, and speaks again...
“Today we have three young females with us; one is from Andromeda, one is from Deimos, and the other one is from Earth. What do they have in common? All claim to have given birth to the Galactic Wrestling Federation Superstar, Mutant! Well, we have Mutant here today to tell us his side of the story. Come on out, Mutant!”
“BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
Mutant proverbially comes out shaking his head and yelling that he is not the daddy of those babies. The fattest woman, from Earth, rushes Mutant and clothesline him. Mutant reels back and punches the woman in her boob. The crowd lays into the professional wrestler. However, Mutant and the Earthling find their seat.
“Mutant, explain to everyone how you met these women.”
“After I wrestle, I have to fight women off with Triple H’s petrified nose.”
“What?”
“Triple H’s petrified nose, I own it. It's been in my family for years.”
“What?”
“Nothing, J’pinger. Can we just get to the DNA tests?”
“S’erry! S’erry! S’erry!”
“Well, Mutant, when it comes to these three ladies’ children...”
“S’erry! S’erry! S’erry!”
“...you are not the father!”
Mutant stands up and thrusts his pelvis at everyone.
“However, when we come back from the break, we’ll reveal ninety-seven more women who are standing outside the building; all claim to hold the offspring of the Galactic Wrestling Federation Superstar, Mutant!”
“S’erry! S’erry! S’erry!”
Mutant puts his face in his palm. Commercial. Who knew Mutant was such a 'ladies man'! As I said above, your comedic writing is BRILLIANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Keep it up!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Can anyone out there draw a picture of Mutant with Triple H's petrified nose? That is a hilarious image! HILARIOUS STUFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by du5tin on Feb 15, 2010 9:15:47 GMT -5
Thanks, Cake.
Well, I have some bad news. I'm not going to be able to run my 2087 GWF. Why? Where I live I have to use an air card to get online. Well, I broke another air card and am not going to spend $300 for one when I am moving in June. I can't play COTGonline at school (filtered), but at least I can come to the forums. I'll probably play my 2119 GWF (cardstock) until I can get back into this when I move. It'll be back.
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Post by Crimson Cross on Feb 15, 2010 12:02:03 GMT -5
Thats a bummer Dustin, well atleast you have the cards to roll out and once your settled you can get back to your early GWF stuff...
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