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Shoujo posted on the Candy*Boys Blog today, which is an amazing occurrence. Or some shit. The contents of the post were as follows :

I've been through a spate of not DDRing because of illness or no cash. Now I have a regularly paying (although the quantity of that amount varies) job, but I haven't been DDRing properly. Reasons include, wanting to spend money on other items, being incredibly buggered after a day of heaving AV equipment around (current record 800kg of televisions in one hour), buggered after two days of heaving AV equipment around, buggered after a week of heaving AV equipment around.

Oh the humanity!!

At anyrate, it's all good. I did have a crack at some 6 foot Heavies last night. I passed with a B. Not too shabby. Now I just need a girlfriend to tell me that DDR is a very unnatractive waste iof time for geeks, and to provide me with another mechanism of getting broke, sweaty and exhausted.

He followed this incredible feat by exclaiming, "ARRGHHHH!!!!! Cute girls wearing sundresses in the MALL!!! ALL THE TIME NOW!!!! ARGGGHHAHHAGGHGHHGHHHH!!!!"

Supanova Creamery Goodness

Well, it's been and gone. We have had happiness and funtimes and soreness and geekness and poorness and gloominess and bordeness.

Tigris and I both worked the anime theatre while Panic sat on his fat arse at his table in artist's alley. I missed Saturday because I was graduating from uni. I'm sure more will be posted but it was fun and stuff.

Wheee!!!!

Short Skirt

Yep.

I did DDR today for the first time since my current sickness. I am foooley sick d0000d!!!!

I have had some flu or something, so today I risked life and limb just so that I could blog it for you. Aren't you impressed? No? Well fuck off then!!!

Ummm... right. Okay. So I tried some standard and some hard stuff and didn't suck too badly. Well not until I died anyway.

At any rate, I found that sucking in half an ampule of asthma medication helped with the bronchitis. Maybe I should stop burning all those stacks of catalogues I get for filthy DVDs from the adult shop up the road. Why do they get away with putting softcore porn in my letterbox?

Well I guess if channel Nine get away with screening it in primetime (in the form of the Bachelor) then it's okay. Fucking channel 9. Cancelling Micallef for that shit.

Bastards.

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MY SISTER AND MY BROTHER!!!

We will take over the world with the domination of entertainmentalism. Comrade Panic & Sister Kinoko will launch their hidden attack upon the world of doujin!

Like the hidden mystical speculum locked deep within the memories of the Gods, the force of the art will be released, exploding the joy of the comic book into the hearts and minds of all!!!

MY BROTHER AND MY SISTER!!!

This incontinent event will take place at Supanova this weekend at the RNA Showgrounds, where Comrade Brother Sister Panic and Sister Comrade Master Brother Comrade Kinoko will be waiting for you, with comic books of magnificent beauty and terrible pleasure designed to draw you to their table, entice you to read them and convince you to exchange money for the literary pleasure they produce.

Comrade Sister Brother Shoujo will be there on Sunday running Anime in the Madman Theatre, display goodness of .Hack//Sign and DragonBallZ GT for the watching pleasure of your Comrade Eyeballs.

MY BROTHER AND SISTER!!!

IT IS OUR DESTINY!!!!

Hardcore

Well I met up with Tigris yesterady, quite by accident, after MangaGuru spotted me passing through Replay.

I returned later and Tigris and I had a few games. She is improving and doing mostly 5-6 step standards now. In between some of our games there was a guy playing. I assume he's RTF or LoS from his skill level, but his technique made me wonder.

He was doing Heavy songs and doing turns, knee-drops and that thing where you reach back and use your hand and he finished off two songs by grabbing the bar and using it to hurl himself upside down. However, he also kept grabbing the bar at every other opportunity. Like to stop himself falling over from doing turns and stuff.

I mean, his routine looked pretty cool, but the whol bar-hugging thing was pretty lame-0.

Apart from that, it was cool.

WORD OF ADVICE : When suffering from debilitating-type flu/chest thing, don't DDR if it makes you out of breath. I was in absolute agony!!!!!

Shut Down!!

Heh. 10k Commotion is the victim of a slashdot effect, created by Something Awful's Awful Link of The Day.

iss teh phun-e

Superstar

Hmm... well yesterday I had to drop trusty iBook off for repairs after the harsh brutality that is travelling, so I decided to make a kind of "day" of "it".

Was supposed to meet Tigris & Panic for DDR, but Panic called me up, explaining that because he was a lazy bitch who spent all night snorting cocaine and banging his bitches while luxuriating in a Hello Kitty shaped bathtub filled with 17th century French merlot, he had been up till all hours and would be spending the day sleeping.

Anyway, met up with Tigris, played DDR some, saw T3, went and played more DDR.

There was this guy there who last night on #bas earned the abbreviation PPP. Because he was playing ParaParaParadise. Now, not being one to cast stones and wishing to try the full Bemani/Dancing Game experience, I admit that I have played it ona few occasions, however I found it to be a piece of piss compared to standard doubles in DDR, which is still fucking me like a thing that fucks things.

This guy was about 30, bearded, generously proportioned and knew ALL THE LYRICS to EVERY SONG HE DID. And he had this hip movement that was very, very, very wrong. Sickeningly wrong, actually. Anyway, he periodically looked around to see who was checking his mad l33t PPP skilz out.

Nobody was really, except to laugh and then feel uncomfortable and embarrassed by being in the same hemisphere as him. Most eyes were on the DDR players, of whom there were some better than us. Tigris and I were unfortunate in the lineup (for the machine) in that we went between these two pairs playing MAX300 Challenge, etc. We looked sooooo boring compared to those guys (and girl). I think they may have been RTF but I'm not sure.

Anyway, 10K Commotion. I want to hate it, but I can't. 'Nuff said. Panic and I have made our favourites known to each other and there weren't any surprises there. Damn. Now another randomly updated webcomic to compulsively reload when I'm bored.

New Improved CandyBoys!!!

I write you from Replay on Albert Street in the city, courtesy of my new airport wireless equipped iBook and the free internet supplied by OurBrisbane.com!

Whacko! Anyhoo, after a brief hiatus induced by general apathy and a lack of desire to get our arses into gear, we have converged for a morning of DDRing. I'm writing this, because after two games (one normal vs in standard with Panic playing heavy and one normal vs with Panic on Non-Stop standard) I am wiped out.

Tigris is hammering away on a solo game while Panic takes a breather after a Standard doubles (which is getting quite good at too). As a little side-bar, I'm heading off to the USA tomorrow for the Apple World Wide Developers Conference and hopefully I'll get in a game of DDR or two against some American geeks. Not sure how well I'll go, not being hardcore or anything, but I'm not in it for the competetive aspect, just for the fun of dancing like and idiot and being able to DDR at a reasonable standard without carking it.

I think now I will pass over to another member of the team for their perspective on the joys of returning to the neon altar of cheese-pop. I am sooo out of shape!!!

Shoujo Out!!


Tigris is speaking. Hear her!!!

....

I'm not quite out of shape, but I'm so out of practise it's not funny; I'm also wearing the wrong shoes for this (heeled boots are okay, but sneakers are so much more comfy and accurate - if only I had any sneaker-sox left! ARGH!). Am able to do light songs in 4-6 feet depending on how distracted and defrayed my twitchy reactions and concentration gets. Beginning to nibble at Standard. Must concentrate on unlearning some bad habits that've snuck back - right foot disease!

Meh. Not very interesting news, I know... on the upside though I am in the midst of mastering the fun art of home-made T-shirts courtesy of dodgy T-shirt transfers. So far, Stuff-Ups = 1.3, Tigris = 1.7. I am wearing the 0.7 success this very moment.

"The voices in my head don't like you! (I don't like you either!)." ^_^'

Okay, someone's brain still needs waking-up time... =_=;;

***Tigris has left #candyboys

Filled With Sweat. And Loooooooove!!!!

Okay. So Tigris and I did the DDr thang, and despite my hammered knee (thanks to my bloody czat!!!), I wasn't able to display my usual fly stylin's of bad ass n00bness to all of Tops. I did, however, score a B in Superstar in Standard and aced it with AA in light with a 1.5 speed and boost.

Sure, it's not some big bad assed MAX300 victory or nothing, but considering I haven't played for over 2 months, I think that was a pretty fair effort. Now, onto this competition thingy.

What is it, where do I go and how much physical abuse will I recieve if I deem it necessary to carry on like one of those old guys from the Muppet Show?

And don't tell me it won't be warranted. I've seen a video on the net taken at some competition of some fat guy THAT TOOK UP THE WHOLE DAMN STAGE dancing to "It's Raining Men" (Yes, Panic, I know I've taunted you by selecting that song before) and receiving bundles of applause for toasting it in standard mode. What were they applauding? The fact that whales can do DDR too?

For GurtyGurt...

From Comments page
Good idea! I was bored, so I decided to do a search using carefully picked words from your page! Unfortunately, the front page isn't cached yet, so my first attempt of 'homophobe naked arse stampede game' got rejected...

So now guess which one is mine! I didn't say when I did it, did I? :P
GurtyGurt@LoS | Email | Homepage | 01.24.03 - 5:21 pm | #

Just for GurtyGurt, we have now added a new obscene word combo to our Google listing.

Yay!