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vocaloidressing2010-04-08 05:14 pm
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towering like two heads over most of the population
[For some time, a new resident has been shambling along the streets of the DR-city, lost in a map, occasionally stopping to look at his surroundings or to knock his head into low-hanging door frames. Who the hell are these things made for, anyway?! Baffled, he turns his map upside-down, hoping to make sense of his situation. He stares at it, intently, and finally...
....nothing. UGH THIS IS SO USELESS--
THIS ISN'T TEXAS.
OR BIG BEN.
OR THE BIGAMY COMPOUND.
THIS IS THE WORST VACATION EVER.
Calming down, the lost giant vocaloid goes back to his map, this time rotating it to its side and carefully ducking to dodge a low-hanging branch. Jeez. If he didn't know better, he'd think he had wandered overseas somehow - it's like everything in this place is made for a much smaller breed. Like when he did background singing work, he had to stay in those hotels with the tiny tiny beds. COME ON WHAT IS UP WITH THAT, SERIOUSLY. Frustrated, he blindly picks up the pace, his head still buried in the most useless map ever - and runs his head directly into an appropriate enough stop sign with a resounding CLANG, losing his balance and map and landing on his back in the process.]
oh for the love of-- TH' HELL IS THIS, A DAMN MIDGET TOWN?!
....nothing. UGH THIS IS SO USELESS--
THIS ISN'T TEXAS.
OR BIG BEN.
OR THE BIGAMY COMPOUND.
THIS IS THE WORST VACATION EVER.
Calming down, the lost giant vocaloid goes back to his map, this time rotating it to its side and carefully ducking to dodge a low-hanging branch. Jeez. If he didn't know better, he'd think he had wandered overseas somehow - it's like everything in this place is made for a much smaller breed. Like when he did background singing work, he had to stay in those hotels with the tiny tiny beds. COME ON WHAT IS UP WITH THAT, SERIOUSLY. Frustrated, he blindly picks up the pace, his head still buried in the most useless map ever - and runs his head directly into an appropriate enough stop sign with a resounding CLANG, losing his balance and map and landing on his back in the process.]
oh for the love of-- TH' HELL IS THIS, A DAMN MIDGET TOWN?!
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KICK TO THE SHIN]
I read that as KICK TO THE SUN and was really impressed for a second
HEY!! WHAT THE HELL, KID?! You wanna start somethin'?! I ain't afraid to hit a kid, you little brat!
LEN WOULD HAVE LIKED THAT, if only :'(
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So, you're not a kid? Fine! Whatever! A real man should know not to hit below the belt.
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A real man should know that size doesn't matter.
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Would you mind waiting here for a couple of minutes?
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Stilts?
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Condescending head-pat.
Yeah, take that.]
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t-twitch twitch twitch, SHOVING YOUR HAND AWAY]
Stay here. If you move, we'll find you.
[STOMPING AWAY, SURROUNDED BY A DEATH AURA]
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HE THINKS HE'S WON.
HE DOESN'T KNOW THE FURY OF ROAD EQUIPMENT.]
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DO YOU HEAR THAT?
IT IS THE SOUND OF A LARGE VEHICLE GOING HONK HONK]
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NOT TONY DANZA
THIS GUY
RIGHT HERE
SHOWIN' KIDS
LIKE A BOSS]
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Al turns around and--
oh.
Balls.]
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FFF HE DOESN'T NEED ANY MORE STITCHES
WHY YOU GOTTA BE A BUSTA, KARMA]
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DON'T LET THEM CATCH YOU, AL!!
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CRUSHED HUMANOID ROBOTS WOULD TOTALLY MESS HER UP AT THIS AGE
BOOK IT, AL. MAKE SIX-MILLION DOLLAR MAN NOISES, THEY MAKE YOU RUN FASTER]
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HE HAS HIS MANLY PRIDE]
I DON'T KNOW, IT TAKES A SMALL MAN TO FIGHT ON UNEVEN GROUND!!
[brb running like a coward]
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AIN'T NO WAY SOME DUMB LITTLE TINKERTOY IS GONNA CRUSH MY BIG SPIRIT, KID!
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[BET YOU DIDN'T KNOW ROADROLLERS CAME WITH AN AUTOPILOT NOWADAYS]
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