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POSTED BY: jossisagod
UPDATED: Tuesday, June 5, 2007 06:27
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Saturday, July 15, 2006 7:54 AM

**Commerical Break**

Thank you Marlo Thomas for THAT GIRL back in 1966:

Diamonds, Daisies, Snowflakes,
That Girl
Chestnuts, Rainbows, Springtime...
Is That Girl
She's tinsel on a tree...
She's everything that every girl should be!

Sable, Popcorn, White Wine,
That Girl
Gingham, Bluebirds, Broadway...
Is That Girl
She's mine alone, but luckily for you...
If you find a girl to love,
Only one girl to love,
Then she'll be That Girl too...
That Girl!

Commercial breaks ended now back to the killing...

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Sunday, July 16, 2006 2:42 AM

Popcorn, anyone?


I love this show.


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Sunday, July 16, 2006 9:56 PM

Looking at ShadowFly lying there in a heap on the floor next to the wall for anyone unlucky enough to actually be standing there watching his inherit body, would have been shocked to witness an impossibility. The entrance and exit wounds that River's weapons inflicted on ShadowFly’s torsal started to close up at a rapid pace. Anyone unlucky enough to be standing there would have watched in horror as ShadowFly stood up...

ShadowFly’s neural net reset because of River's gunshot assault came back online. He went through the rapid process of system diagnostics and found that all systems were nominal. He reached for his fallen weapon and begins to scan for River, but it appears that she wasn’t in the room. ShadowFly walks about the room as though he was looking for something, and his eyes fall on a large, open crate in her closet. Weapons. ShadowFly helps himself to the semi-automatic rifles, shotguns, and side arms within. He also removed from the shelves all the ammunition River had stocked in there and shoved them all into a duffle bag that just happened to be conveniently near by.

ShadowFly loads all the weapons with the appropriate rounds, and begins again his search for River in the house, but at that moment he hears a motor vehicles engines start up just outside River's home. He quickly goes to the window just in time to see River's Jaguar burning rubber, roaring away from the driveway. ShadowFly dives through the window in pursuit...

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Sunday, July 16, 2006 11:19 PM

RiveR, you GO girl!

Cheerleading Chrisisall

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Monday, July 17, 2006 2:57 AM

River’s, Mk 3 X350 Jaguar was racing along at 90 miles and hour through the residential neighborhood. River kept checking her rear view mirror, and so far she saw no sign of pursuit. All she needed to do was hit the freeway and there would be no way that Shadowfly could catch her. With that thought, River stomps the accelerator to the floor and her car jumps forward…

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Monday, July 17, 2006 3:54 AM

Shadowfly poured on the speed. If a passerby was watching (and yes there were actually one passerby who was grumpy and walking his dog because his fat wife made him) he or she would have seen a somewhat elderly man, carrying a duffle, running at what could only be at impossible speeds. Actually, Shadowfly was moving at over 100 miles an hour, while his internal computer was accessing information based on River’s last actions and extrapolating on her possible destination, or at least direction of flight…

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Monday, July 17, 2006 4:27 AM

River’s car makes it out of the residential area to the main streets of the community she lives in. A signs say “Go left for Interstate 5 South” flash. River needs no prompting and floors it for the freeway entrance. “I’m going to make it” River thinks. If she could make it to her office building in downtown Seattle, there would be no way that Shadowfly could ever get past security without half the cities security forces getting involved. She would be safe. River turns left at brake-neck speeds and side swipes a mini van trying for the same entrance. Both cars spin out of control. The mini-van fetches up on the freeway’s entrance splitter and explodes, and River’s Jaguar flips over, slides a bit, and crashes…

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Monday, July 17, 2006 5:45 AM

*Silence except for the drip drop of gasoline from the Jaguar's ruptured gas tank*

River6213 lies there trapped upside down in her ruptured Jaguar. She can’t feel her legs or the rest of herself, and she is delusional from the impact. She’s not herself, and her mind does the drifting back and forth through time and space as all who have experienced a serious accident by impact of vehicles. A whole life time floods River’s mind as she lies trapped there.

She remembers when she was 7 years of age and the nice lady down the street gave her 4 guinea pigs to have as pets. She remembers how she forgot to feed them on a Saturday before she went off on a two week trip and returned later to find out that the animals engaged in full scale cannibalism. She remembers when people entrusted themselves in her and how she used that for personal advancement. She remembers. She remembers the oppositions to her rise, and eventual takeover of a certain company. She remembers the character assassinations and the rumors that she herself started that eventually got several key people out of her way. She didn’t care at the time that her actions would cause the destruction of a whole family. All she wanted was power that had been denied her for so long.

River6213’s eyesight was pretty blurry, and she swore she could hear the sound of sirens. She still couldn’t move. A sound of a helicopter hovering overhead drowned out any other thoughts that River was attempting to think…

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Monday, July 17, 2006 3:54 PM

...and this is the part where a super-hero is born...

Keep going...Chrisisall

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Saturday, August 12, 2006 5:03 AM



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