CAPTION 2 TIGHTPANTS #18 - We're Back! Sorta...
POSTED BY: TenthCrewMember
UPDATED: Thursday, August 3, 2006 15:05
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Okay, first off, I don't know why but my rutting computer suddenly can't access the Sparklit website for no reason I can determine yet (so yeah, soliciting possible solutions from those more internet savvy than I), but hopefully I will have it figured out by the end of this weeks game, which will run until next weekend 4/9/06 because I will be celebrating April Fool's Day in ways you can't possibly imagine...no, maybe you can, but that's not the point. Nevermind all that, back to the game! Here is last weeks winner! (thanks to Psolaris for forwarding me the poll results!)
Way to go CHRISPV! Funny fei oo that is! 
Now, onto week #18 as we see Mal and Inara on a fun little excursion...
Mal: You let her kiss you again, didn't you?
Inara: No, I, uh...just hit my head...uh...like Wash!
okay, I am posting this in a hurry, I'll do better as the game moves along, but I am sure you all have some great ideas, so back into your TIGHTPANTS! GO!
BWAH!
TCM
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Mal pays the man for his new Inara bot, and quickly escorts her back to the shuttle.
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After screwing up her lines for the 17th take in a row, Nathan carries Morena back to her trailer. He then asks the props department to stop stocking the bar with actual alcohol.
"All I got is a red guitar, three chords, and the truth...the rest is up to you"
--Bono
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Mal: Thanks for the Rhohypnal, man
Barkeep: No problem, catch you later.
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Mal: *gestures that Inara's been drinking*
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Quote:
Turns out that the blow up doll of Inara hadn't been as useful a distraction as Mal had hoped.
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"If nothing we do means anything then the only thing that means anything is what we do"
For those who believe no explanation is necessary, for those who do not no explanation will do.
"Bukkake, Shut up Alison!" Jonny Wallet Tourettes
"Alison, don't you know this world is killing you?" - Nathan Fillion sang me a song!
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Barkeep: "What in the (insert chinese expletive here) is she doing?"
Mal: "I think she's attempting the Robot..."
OR
Mal: "DRUNK. S'all i'm saying." *points* "Tee many martoonis."
Inspired by a past round's entry. Wait, that may have been on the other one.
OR
Inara: "Is that...is that Jayne WALTZING?!?"
Mal/Barkeep: *groan*
I'm babbling like a moonbrain.
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Thanks for the voting, folks! I'm tickled!
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Barkeep: What's her problem?
Mal: She just found out that, in a parallel universe, she's Rebecca Gayheart.
Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal, Fox!
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Inara: omg, that's him!!! How do I look?
Mal: No, the barkeep is not the lead singer of Counting Crows
No power in the 'verse can stop me!
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Barkeep: I told ya, mesmo-stare, never fails.
Or
Mal: What sort of a man hipnotises Companions to get freebies?
Or
Inara: They're going to give me a prize.
Mal: Uhuh...
Inara: They're going to make me Queen.
Mal: Sure they are...
More insane ramblings by the people who brought you beeeer milkshakes!
No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity. But I know none, and therefore am no beast.
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