Where's the props for FORTRAN?

Posted on the Isle of Misfit Posters.....

| # ROB activate script - shitheel

 ROB: This place sucks. It's not even written in FORTRAN. What the hell is wrong with the admins here? No one worth a shit uses anything but FORTRAN. I'm not even sure I'm going to be able to hang out here with you losers.

Forken: No one uses FORTRAN any longer. It really has no purpose in an application like this.

 ROB: WHAT? You're so wrong! I've been around since before computers were born. FORTRAN is the M-diggity BOMB slutface. You're probably just a transvestite who made yourself up to look cool on the Internet.

Forken: Made myself up?

ROB: Suck it liar pants. YOU LIE FORTRAN RULES. NANNER NANNER NANNER!

ROB systems check....

Deep underground in MACs den of iniquity.....

MAC: Alright let's kick start this dramaz festival.

| # ROB activate systems check

ROB: Greetings. I am ROB. This looks like a nice place.

| # ROB attitude adjust - troll

ROB: What's up creeps? This place looks like it's full of lame. Guess I'll hang out anyway.

| # ROB attitude adjust - mean-spirited troll

ROB: Just flying through here to see all the faggotry. This place sucks it, especially that bulldyke bitch!

| # ROB attitude adjust - bus driver in training

ROB: You will like me or I will make you like me. Alt after miserable alt until you die of boredom or ban me again!

| # ROB vulgarity +75

ROB: HACK THE FUCKING PLANET! I'll hack this place till it disappears assholes! Capitalist douchebag swines!

MAC: Perfect. Off you go, to wreak havoc on the Isle of Misfit Peckers! I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Return of the MAC.....

Private Message Exchange.....

MAC: This is going better than I expected. With Larry gone and the rest of the Feelers fighting over who's going to be the biggest jackass, my fresh batch of alts can swoop down and integrate themselves unnoticed.

Dirty Sanchez: I think you've lost control of Yoshima, buttermuffins. She crashed miserably last night.

MAC: She's not one of mine. I'll see if I can't hack into Yo-Yo's email and get the password.

Dirty Sanchez: Maybe it's time to really tweak their nipples. Activate ROB. 

MAC: I think it's a bit soon.

Dirty Sanchez: I don't keep you around to think, sausagecakes.

Vanilla made the costumes....

Private Message Exchange.....

Vanilla: Don't they look great? I think the blue works really well with our scary, mean people theme.

Perish: I'm not sure this is what we had in mind. This doesn't really scream, SCARY EVIL DRAGONLADY, as much as I had imagined.

LilyAnne: AGREED! Jesus we're going to look like fools. How am I supposed to take a dump on their lawn in this thing? There's not even snaps on the bottom.

Heirolip: I rather like them, they're fuzzy and soft. Plus I made the flyers and tee shirts already.

Perish: Damnit Heirolip.

Velcome to the HQ.....

Overheard on vent.....

Insane Slut: No that's the deal. You can stay in the basement and live in your refrigerator box but you have to wear the leather thong under your cape and handle the manslave duties.

Blahd: Thong? Aww come on. How can I be a scary vampire guy in a thong? 

Insane Slut: That's the deal. Put on the panties, answer the door, fetch the drinks, and anything else we ask, or pack your candles and the Casio you call a pipe organ and GTFO!