Thursday, June 11, 2009
kwanglin! here is a good tip: wet your finger and rub it over the boot. seriously. kiwi actually makes it duller. that's why we call putting kiwi on it "kiwi-ing" and wetting it "polishing". it's also the reason why my combat boots look a lot duller than my parade boots.
A synonym for useless is un-useful. ^_^
I am going to launch Project Eraser, to edit TAoSP and other pieces of work, on Google Docs. (We didn't know what we were going to write, so it doesn't fit together well.)
The Adventures of Samurai Peng
Chapter 1 Part 2
Emo Peng was crying again. Everyone else thought it was for no reason. Or was it something more sinister...
Nah. It wasn't.
Because no one knew what was making the strange, unheard, faint rustling sound outside their home in the pale moonlight.Watching and waiting,* silently...
"There there. It'll be alright," CEO Peng said.
The stranger creeped closer... and closer....
A wold howled in the distance.
He froze.
After a few seconds, he realized it was not a threat.
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzt. A laser beam scanned the area. The 200m motion sensor had sensed something.
The stranger elegantly leaped backwards, avoiding the dangerous Class 4** laser. The smell of burnt grass permeated the air.
From the living room, the Pengs were watching the stranger through the remote camera. A dark shadow...
"WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIEE" Sect.*** Peng wailed.
"Stop it!" the other Pengs glared at Sect. Peng, then continued to focus intently on the stranger's every move.
"We charge in a minute if he doesn't leave," Samurai Peng said.
The seconds slowly trickled by... Christmas Peng's analog watch ticked... tocked... ticked...
Pi Peng held his laser pointer. Spec Peng stood by the laptop on guard. He could control a rocket launcher with it. Sect. Peng held a file of heavy documents. CEO Peng removed his tie, which might get caught, and carried an Annual Report. Flying Peng manned the Class 4** laser, and Emo Peng held a penknifee(the one he used to slash his wrists). Sunglasses peng whipped out his razor sharp sunglasses polishers.
The stranger seemed to not sense the tensing atmosphere.
He blended into the shadows, slowly, but...
FOOTNOTES
*Originally, Sinead wrote "it was... GLADYS!" but we canceled it
**It was orginally a class 1 laser until I realised that class 4 was the dangerous one.
*** Originally, Synth-Di wrote that it was Emo Peng.
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| ? | <-- green toast :D
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(a doodle, shaded green)
whitestorm blogged at 6/11/2009 03:27:00 PM
