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That's what my avatar would be, if I weren't constrained by the filesize and pic size limits. What would yours be?

here is mine



and just for the heck of it here is my sig picture at full size

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Mine would be Ratchet from Ratchet: Deadlocked.

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Mine would be a picture of Isaac Hanson.

And me.

Making out.

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-Kate

My dream avatar would be a picture of Matt Skiba in makeup. But I can't find any good pictures and Alkaline Trio is redoing their site. Boo-urns.
Oh yeah, and throw some making out in there too.

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Actually, on second thought, that might be Tor's.

Oh my good lord. If you guys think that's what my body looks like, keep dreaming. I love french fries, remember?

In other news, in anticipation of Alkaline Trio's new album, "Crimson", being released May 24, I have changed my avatar to display my dream man, Matt Skiba. Now I know we're not making out in it, but it's close enough. *Sigh* He's so dreamy...

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We can always pretend...

Good god, that was really creepy and really hot at the same time. I can always dream............

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RIP Nathan "Buz" Buzdor

For a few years I've been looking for an avy of Patrick screaming at the WANTED poster of SpongeBob repeatedly.

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Oh. Em. Gee.

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Embrace the dark side, just lech IJ.

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RIP Nathan "Buz" Buzdor

Once we have IJ, the circle will be complete.

Take Darth Lunch's hand, he'll show you power unbrideled.

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RIP Nathan "Buz" Buzdor

That is the most unusual thing I have ever seen.

Naked_Lunch, did you forget to take your brain-pills again?

Anywho, my dream avatar was one I had for a little while.



It was too big. I like what I have now, though. A Cactuar.

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beep beep I'm a Jeep

Me: There's something you should know about your father, young lechling...
IJ: Stu said you killed my father!
Me: No...
IJ: ...
Me: I AM YOUR FATHER!
IJ: NO! NO! NOOOO! NOOOOO NOOOO! That-that's not true.
Me: Take my hand, son, and together we shall lech all the girls in the galaxy!

Wow, I should totally write a fan-fic on that subject.

girls and babelieans. I'll help with that if you are really interested in doing the aformentioned fanfic.

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RIP Nathan "Buz" Buzdor

Another way out there dream avatar of mine is the entire movie "Office Space" in .gif format.

Lech.

Um, wierd.

Yeah, NL, that was really odd.

Actually I am. I think it'd be sweet. I already have a character list:

Jones "Interrupter" Skywalker - Young hero, living with his uncle on the rural planet Iowa 6
Didymus - Wizened old man and member of the order of the White Lech.
Professor Tor - Slick gambler, knee deep in alimony debts and has a bounty the size of the sun on his head.
Darth Lunch - Commander of the Black Lech faction, holding Princess Hillary hostage aboard his ship, the Semi-Obscure Literary Reference
Princess Hillary - Believed to be the holder of the balance between the Leches.
Ramrod - Lunch's side man, wanting to lech the galaxy in hopes of reaching 3rd base
Graves Minur - Ramrod's friend, secretly plotting his demise
Kanida Strong - Hillary's sister, works for the Black Lech
Queen C - Aging figurehead of the galaxy, supports neither Lech, but is being pressured by Lunch to join the evil.
Stu - Jones' uncle

The story begins when Jones stumbles upon Didymus out in the woods, chanting an odd mantra: Lech, Lech, Lech. He is mystified and asks the meaning of it, and Didymus tells of a story as old as time itslef: The Black Lech against the White Lech, evil and good, wrong and right. Didymus tells Jones that his father fought for the White, but was killed by the insidiuous Darth Lunch. Didymus then tells about the rebellion against the overseers of the galaxy, who support the Black Lech, and Jones heads off to join them, in hope of restoring his father's honor.

That's about all I got right now, any help or critizicism would be greatly appreciated!

Needs more babeliens.

Man, I just cracked up laughing at that imaginary pic of MHG (NOT TO INSULT MHG, MIND YOU). It just struck me as so outrageoulsy lechy that I couldn't help but give out a few good belly laughs.

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They're not main characters, so I didn't include them. But trust me, there will be much pg-13 action and babes.

Oh, and thanks Didymus. I worked real hard on it, as you can tell.

*rubs hands lecherly* Good, good...

I would just want them kicking the crap out of the printer.

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Majorly Hot Girl is more like it.

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Yeah, I like her hair. The way it un evenly flows from one side to the other.

Didymus began telling young Skywalker of the "golden age of leching". "The white lech was a force of good natured fun in the galaxy, a master of the white lech was often the life of the party and a respected member of the community" he said, the expressions on Didymus' face began to fade as if he were going into a trance as he went deeper into his tale.

"Your father and I were partners in leching as soon as we got out of the academy, we just had a strong bond that grew quickly in a short time. I remember many a night when we would be at the canteen, your father looking into a jawa beer as if there was the answer to life and exsistance at the bottem of the glass and i would be scanning the crowd for a sweet young girl that would take no offence to our good natured leching. And boy did we get our share of leching" Didymus opens his eyes and says "and sometimes more" with a wink.

He closes his eyes again and picks up the story where he left off "and trouble mostly because we, as brash young lechlings would sometimes lech on another man's wife. We also had our share of bountys on our heads for leching on the wives and girlfriends of powerful drug and crime lords. We grew out of that phase togther and decided that it was time to truly become masters of the white lech so we studied with the most powerful lecher in the galaxy lech master seethroo and in due time and face smacks we became masters of our good natured trade and we joing the order of the white lech, a scocity of white lech masters. And we had some good times, with our luch master's garb the ladies flocked to us hoping for some good natured flattering.

We were happy....for a time" Didymus once again opened his eyes and his face grew grave as he told the next part of his story "untill the day that changed everything"



What do you think people?

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RIP Nathan "Buz" Buzdor

Format it better, like in regular paragraph form. EDIT: I guess you can't. Oh well. EDIT EDIT: Yeah, the double space works fine.
Seethroo should be Yoda.
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"The sky darkened that day, and everything felt...dead" Didymus grimly said, trepidation as he ventured deep into his the dark recesses of his memory. ""Twas that day when everything that was golden, that sparkled like running water from a mountaintop turned black and shriveled and cold. Colder than the corspe of a loved one."

Jones looked down at the ground, concentrating on Didymus' story.

"Over the hills they assembled, laughing over the cry of frightened women and children, it was then that I knew Lunch had gone too far."

Jones looked up and met eye-to-eye with the crone, "Lunch, you mean my father's killer?"

Didymus sighed, a deep and heavy sigh tinged with years of living and the hints of a deeper, darker, past. "Yes, Lunchius Nekkad. Once the champion of the White, the good natured, now a jester in the court of evil.

"The story of his turn and the reasons contained within are trivial and pointless," Didymus continued, looking deadpan, "The cold, hard, fact is that he did and the balance was forever upset.

"We had known of the existnece of the Black Lechers for quite some time, but back in the gray years they were few and very far between. If I remember correctly, only 1 in 5,000,000,000,000 was a devotee of the darker art of Lech." Didymus bit his lip, a trace of a tear grew in his eye, "I should have never let him go to Babelion 7. That is where Lunchius found the leader of the Black and was converted. I COULD'VE STOPPED HIM!" Didymus screams at the sky, shaking his fist in white-hot anger and regret, "IF ONLY I HAD THE WILL! IF ONLY...If only your father was still alive to be at my side..." Seeing the err he made, Didymus quickly covers his mouth.

Jones gasped and slammed his fist down on the dirt, the dull sound echoing in the opening. "WHO KILLED HIM?"

"I..I.. uh..I meant-"

Jones roared back, "MEANT WHAT!?!"

"Don't get angry at me, young fool. Yes your father is dead, for quite some time. Why do you think you are living with your Unlce Stu?"

Jones put his chin to his chest, gulping, the look of a decieved man. "Stu told me he left, to...find...."

Didymus eyes him cautiously, "To find what?"

Jones looks up and stares straight into Didymus' very soul, penetrating deep. "You..."
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DUN DUN DUN!
I'm tired now, and will continue the story in a later post. Thanks for the help Tor, I already have it all outlined in a word .doc. I'll send it to you when I get the chance, so you can properly continue it. (Not to say that you're writing's bad or anything. It's pretty good.)