meanwhile, we have a supect in custody- vis:
Kamp Apokiliptika - Doom 2006
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Lassen Forge
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Lassen Forge
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Mister Jellyfish Mister
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Let me be the first to sing the praises of slave labor out-sourcing with this, our first foray in the battle of the videos. Requres RealPlayer. It's hipnotic effect will make you drop your biggest herring on your big toe:
http://www.eastblok.de/audio/bestgirlgood.rm
http://www.eastblok.de/audio/bestgirlgood.rm
Art cred: Georgie Boy 2011: www.mutantvehicle.com/georgie_boy.htm ; Ein Hammer 2010; Fluffer 2009; Zsu Zsu 2008; U-Me 2007; Mantis 2006; MiniMan and Pikes Of Paranoia 2005; Time Machine Mutant Vehicle 2004. www.MutantVehicle.com
Kernul Killbuck wrote:There is perhaps some skulduggery afoot. The cleaning bill for those drums will be spendy. We shall investigate on our end...
meanwhile, we have a supect in custody- vis:
All cats love fish but fear to wet their paws.
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Terminal City BM 08: http://www.apokiliptika.com/terminal_city_page.htm
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Kinetic IV
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Hey, I thought the watertable under the playa was too high for a ground based missile silo. Shouldn't that be a Trident II coming through the playa surface?
K-IV
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Thank you for over 7 years of eplaya memories. I have asked Emily Sparkle to delete my account and I am gone. Goodbye and Goodluck to all of you! I will miss you!
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Thank you for over 7 years of eplaya memories. I have asked Emily Sparkle to delete my account and I am gone. Goodbye and Goodluck to all of you! I will miss you!
The picture is from before the Fjord Installation takes place.Kinetic IV wrote:Hey, I thought the watertable under the playa was too high for a ground based missile silo. Shouldn't that be a Trident II coming through the playa surface?
Kernul Killbuck will miss out on all the fun orbiting the earth during BM 2006.
All cats love fish but fear to wet their paws.
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Killbuck
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Remember ladies, we are still recruiting.... there are always openings.
Job requirements include:
1. A loathing of small fish
2. A fondness for black clothing
3. A desire to relieve them of their pride
...all in a performance art context... of course....
Job requirements include:
1. A loathing of small fish
2. A fondness for black clothing
3. A desire to relieve them of their pride
...all in a performance art context... of course....
Visit SIDESHOW at our kewl website http://sideshow2017.weebly.com
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Lassen Forge
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With Criminal defacement by Herring of wholesome Apokiliptik Happy Meal, That looks not too happy to me anymore...
And to be warned... generation of bizarre fear of bodies of interrogatrixes not good for morale of subjects... such things lead to 234.62% increase of pain and suffering of most subjects reporting results of interrogation who were alive to report subsequent to said interrogation.
Those who submit are happy, while
those who resist perish in agony.
Choice is yours.
In service to YOUR doom...
Б. Б. Суз
And to be warned... generation of bizarre fear of bodies of interrogatrixes not good for morale of subjects... such things lead to 234.62% increase of pain and suffering of most subjects reporting results of interrogation who were alive to report subsequent to said interrogation.
Those who submit are happy, while
those who resist perish in agony.
Choice is yours.
In service to YOUR doom...
Б. Б. Суз
You make it sound like I have a burka fetish,Bay Bridge Sue wrote:With Criminal defacement by Herring of wholesome Apokiliptik Happy Meal, That looks not too happy to me anymore...
And to be warned... generation of bizarre fear of bodies of interrogatrixes not good for morale of subjects... such things lead to 234.62% increase of pain and suffering of most subjects reporting results of interrogation who were alive to report subsequent to said interrogation.
Those who submit are happy, while
those who resist perish in agony.
No nudity nor burka in Camp Herring!
All cats love fish but fear to wet their paws.
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Terminal City BM 08: http://www.apokiliptika.com/terminal_city_page.htm
.Methinks there reigns General Confusion regarding the Herring Hugger's
relationship to the subject of Nekkid Gurls. As I understand it, the idea
is that they all ADORE Nekkid Gurls. Which causes a distraction on the
Battle Field. Therefore, they go to great length to avoid having their
soldiers see Nekkid Gurls, lest the soldiers be distracted and forget to
fight Doom. Am I close?
George Patton guest stars on Silent Radio
.
[After professional removal of 347 bugs, and two single-spaced pages of
instructions to reinstall the scanner driver, the Konfounded Komputor grinds back
to life and Silent Radio returns to the ether.]
(bzzzzzzzzzzz)
Announcer:
We interrupt the piano concerto to bring you a Special Live Report. This station’s
reporter has just bumped into Our Hero in the studio cafeteria and Our Hero has
agreed to answer a few questions. Stand by.
(buzzzz, click)
Reporter:
Are we on?
Announcer:
Go ahead, Elliot -- you are on the air.
Reporter:
I am talking with Our Hero, who has agreed to answer a few questions. Welcome
to the program, Our Hero.
Our Hero:
What’s in it for me?
Reporter:
We understand that you have recently returned from an assignment in Southern
California. What can you tell us?
Our Hero:
Nothing. All classified.
Reporter:
Classified? Is that anything like certified? I have been told that I am entirely
certifiable.
Our Hero:
In that case, I can tell you everything -- so long as you don’t share this with
anyone who is not certifiable.
Reporter (thinking for a moment):
I believe we are safe there.
Our Hero:
Very well. I infiltrated the George Patton Desert Training Center, also known as
the California-Arizona Maneuver Area. Patton himself set the place up, and a
million men trained there for the recapture of North Africa and Europe, so I
figured there would be plenty of juicy secrets laying around.
Reporter:
Yes, yes -- go on.
Our Hero:
What I found was most impressive. Patton’s successors have developed
amazing new camouflage technology that leaves all the camps and heavy
equipment entirely invisible. To the naked eye, the desert appears... uh...
deserted. Empty space. Camp Young, Camp Iron Mountain, Camp Essex, Camp
Horn... all invisible. Only a tiny encampment near Interstate 10 can be seen, and
the tanks and ammunition there have been deliberately degraded so as to give
the impression that the Forces are weak and unable to fight efficiently. A most
impressive display of subterfuge.
(Our Hero continuing)
...But they don’t fool me. I snooped around and found an identification tag that
named the responsible agency. Soon, I shall track them down and uncover their
secret camouflage technology. They call themselves the “Bureau of Land
Management”. Hah!
Reporter:
Eh... Our Hero, it sounds to this reporter like you are describing the George S.
Patton Museum. And the BLM is the entirely friendly and cooperative public
agency that helps us organize Burning Man every year.
Our Hero:
Uhhh... Have you tried the meatloaf? Waitress! Waitress!
(bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz)
Announcer:
Ah....The line seems to have gone dead. (Brief pause while announcer
scrambles to get organized.) While we attempt to re-establish the connection, we
have in the studio with us the noted tank- and cannon-expert Major Roosevelt,
who has volunteered to comment on the Desert Training Center mystery. Major
Roosevelt, is there, in your opinion, any truth to Our Hero’s assertion that the
Patton Training Center is still active?
Major Roosevelt (loud, gruff, harrumphing voice):
Balderdash. Rubbish. Utter nonsen.... (Then realizes he is letting an opportunity
slip by and quickly changes his story.) Uh, I mean.... Why, yes.... The former
General George Patton Desert Training Center is now the Field Marshall Erwin
Rommel Desert Proving Grounds. The Forces of Doom are currently putting the
final touches on new camouflage technology. Very bully stuff.
Announcer:
Oh Dear. Would not such activities be rather secret?
Major Roosevelt:
Indeed. That is why -- as the alleged spy discovered -- everything is invisible.
Announcer:
What about the Bureau of Land Management and the perfectly visible Patton
exhibits?
Major Roosevelt:
Keeps the riff-raff occupied.
(bzzzzzzz click, click...)
Announcer:
We seem to have our reporter back on the line. Elliot, did you learn anything else
from Our Hero?
Reporter:
Not in so many words, but as he ran off in search of Secret Meatloaf, he dropped
a sheaf of photos. I’m transmitting them now. One of them seems to have some
sort of message written below.
Hey Erwin!
Make my day!
George.
Major Roosevelt:
Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!
(Runs off in terror, just as his old pal Erwin Rommel, The Desert
Rat, did when Patton came ashore.)
Garrison Keillor:
And that’s the news from The Desert Training Center, where all the cannon are
silent, all the tracks are still, and all the Apokiliptikans are welcome to visit.
[After professional removal of 347 bugs, and two single-spaced pages of
instructions to reinstall the scanner driver, the Konfounded Komputor grinds back
to life and Silent Radio returns to the ether.]
(bzzzzzzzzzzz)
Announcer:
We interrupt the piano concerto to bring you a Special Live Report. This station’s
reporter has just bumped into Our Hero in the studio cafeteria and Our Hero has
agreed to answer a few questions. Stand by.
(buzzzz, click)
Reporter:
Are we on?
Announcer:
Go ahead, Elliot -- you are on the air.
Reporter:
I am talking with Our Hero, who has agreed to answer a few questions. Welcome
to the program, Our Hero.
Our Hero:
What’s in it for me?
Reporter:
We understand that you have recently returned from an assignment in Southern
California. What can you tell us?
Our Hero:
Nothing. All classified.
Reporter:
Classified? Is that anything like certified? I have been told that I am entirely
certifiable.
Our Hero:
In that case, I can tell you everything -- so long as you don’t share this with
anyone who is not certifiable.
Reporter (thinking for a moment):
I believe we are safe there.
Our Hero:
Very well. I infiltrated the George Patton Desert Training Center, also known as
the California-Arizona Maneuver Area. Patton himself set the place up, and a
million men trained there for the recapture of North Africa and Europe, so I
figured there would be plenty of juicy secrets laying around.
Reporter:
Yes, yes -- go on.
Our Hero:
What I found was most impressive. Patton’s successors have developed
amazing new camouflage technology that leaves all the camps and heavy
equipment entirely invisible. To the naked eye, the desert appears... uh...
deserted. Empty space. Camp Young, Camp Iron Mountain, Camp Essex, Camp
Horn... all invisible. Only a tiny encampment near Interstate 10 can be seen, and
the tanks and ammunition there have been deliberately degraded so as to give
the impression that the Forces are weak and unable to fight efficiently. A most
impressive display of subterfuge.
(Our Hero continuing)
...But they don’t fool me. I snooped around and found an identification tag that
named the responsible agency. Soon, I shall track them down and uncover their
secret camouflage technology. They call themselves the “Bureau of Land
Management”. Hah!
Reporter:
Eh... Our Hero, it sounds to this reporter like you are describing the George S.
Patton Museum. And the BLM is the entirely friendly and cooperative public
agency that helps us organize Burning Man every year.
Our Hero:
Uhhh... Have you tried the meatloaf? Waitress! Waitress!
(bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz)
Announcer:
Ah....The line seems to have gone dead. (Brief pause while announcer
scrambles to get organized.) While we attempt to re-establish the connection, we
have in the studio with us the noted tank- and cannon-expert Major Roosevelt,
who has volunteered to comment on the Desert Training Center mystery. Major
Roosevelt, is there, in your opinion, any truth to Our Hero’s assertion that the
Patton Training Center is still active?
Major Roosevelt (loud, gruff, harrumphing voice):
Balderdash. Rubbish. Utter nonsen.... (Then realizes he is letting an opportunity
slip by and quickly changes his story.) Uh, I mean.... Why, yes.... The former
General George Patton Desert Training Center is now the Field Marshall Erwin
Rommel Desert Proving Grounds. The Forces of Doom are currently putting the
final touches on new camouflage technology. Very bully stuff.
Announcer:
Oh Dear. Would not such activities be rather secret?
Major Roosevelt:
Indeed. That is why -- as the alleged spy discovered -- everything is invisible.
Announcer:
What about the Bureau of Land Management and the perfectly visible Patton
exhibits?
Major Roosevelt:
Keeps the riff-raff occupied.
(bzzzzzzz click, click...)
Announcer:
We seem to have our reporter back on the line. Elliot, did you learn anything else
from Our Hero?
Reporter:
Not in so many words, but as he ran off in search of Secret Meatloaf, he dropped
a sheaf of photos. I’m transmitting them now. One of them seems to have some
sort of message written below.
Hey Erwin!
Make my day!
George.
Major Roosevelt:
Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!
(Runs off in terror, just as his old pal Erwin Rommel, The Desert
Rat, did when Patton came ashore.)
Garrison Keillor:
And that’s the news from The Desert Training Center, where all the cannon are
silent, all the tracks are still, and all the Apokiliptikans are welcome to visit.
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Lassen Forge
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