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Another quality post, Bob.
Honestly, the photoshops give me life XD
Honestly, the photoshops give me life XD
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Maybe he answered it while he was still in his positive forces/energy modeTJASTA advice surprised me.
Was much more serious and helpful than I anticipated
In the balcony box are two people who seem to be unable to stop talking. They are @Rioli8217 and @Grockadoc. After what seems like an eternity, Tigerturbulance calls out for Maurice to come down and rehearse his dance act.
I try to find Wacky Tiger, however it seems as though the theatre has a rodent infestation and Wacky’s under the stage planting dynamite. Hope he knows what he’s doing!
Is that the olympics or the nolimpdics
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There is a snail trail of bright green slime leading away from the old theatre. I follow it down the road, but the trail is too long for me to continue by foot.
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‘Finding’ another skateboard, I hitch a ride on the back of a car until the snail trail comes to a stop, and sure enough it leads me to the DeWhorean. It’s parked outside of a two-storey suburban house, so I detach myself from my conveyance and walk inside.
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When I get inside the house I find a box full of toys. I pick up the top two, a cowboy and a spaceman. I pull the cord on the back of the cowboy and he starts speaking. “Howdy rookie, how y’all doing?” I ask him where I am and where Doc is. “Don’t you go fretting about your partner none. Now why don’t you tell ol’ Woodybran -” I pull his cord again. “-what brings you round these parts?”
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As I tell him my journey of discovery I pull the cord on the back of the spaceman who then begins talking into some kind of intercom system: “ beez Lightyear to Gumby Command, come in Gumby Command… Gumby Command come in, do you read me?” He then looks up at me and says “There seems to be no signs of intelligent life anywhere”.
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Picking up a cowgirl now, I start spinning the rude spaceman around by his feet, and he starts squealing excitedly. I drop him and the others onto the ground, then tip up the rest of the cardboard box.
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Lots of different toys fall out and land on the floor which seems to activate them, as they come alive as soon as they hit the ground. As well as the cowfolk and spaceman there’s a dinosaur, a dog with a slinky body, a pig, a robot, two Irishmen, a horse, some aliens, a genuine frontiersman and a green Plasticine shepherd girl.
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Woodybran introduces me to the group of toys, who are known as the Gumbies. They are a team that are well used and have seen a lot of love, but now are not quite right. The box they were in had the word ‘Salvos’ written on it, so it seems as though they are on the verge of finding another home. I tell them that I hope that my releasing them form the cardboard box will allow them to stay in the house that they so love, with my only request in return being that they take a few minutes to assist me with my journey of discovery. They agree, so I ask them to close their eyes, reach back in time to their younger selves, and give themselves advice on what to do in the SFA.
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Woodybran is the first Gumby to speak. A hirsute man who’s seen his share of glory days, he’s now happy to just be stayin’ alive. His advice to his younger self is just as short…
“You win the EKA and join forces with the person who gets you over the line. Don't change a thing.”
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I feel as though there’s something in that for me, so I thank Woodybran for his time and look to haydo, who seems to be the source of the snail trail. Looking equally enticing and grotesque, haydo is the sort of person that can keep a flock in the one place. And like fellow captain Woodybran, haydo is sparing with their word use…
“To not trust TheCoach16 and anything he says”.
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beez Lightyear walks up to me with the sort of delusional swagger that only somebody with a media award named after them is allowed to use. His advice belies his swagger however and tells a cautionary tale…
“Dear beez,
Remember when ClarkeM introduced yourself to the board and then abandoned you without a second thought? Never forget that. If you live by the mantra, "Do the opposite of whatever ClarkeM does", you'll be fine.
Signed beez.
PS. Run. Run far, far away. If you get stuck on this board you'll never be able to escape.”
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The cowgirl named Taylor is the next Gumby to sidle up to me. She strikes me as somebody with an inherent authority, however she has an aura of familiarity that has a settling effect on me. Her advice to her younger self follows a familiar theme however…
“Oh Taylor, sorry Tayl0r, you stupid girl. They don't care. Just let it all flow, don't listen to FrankstonRover like he is actually trying to hurt your feelings.
Enjoy the wins more, that first flag will feel like a lucky cake walk at the time but a fluke in the long run.
Lean into smart arse jokes more, someone out there will get it, eventually.
Continue to ignore the haters.
You've got some real bad stuff coming in real life. Brace yourself.”
I then turn to Rodney Dangerfield, and expect something special from him. He is known for having an outstanding turn of phrase, yet at the same time he strikes me as somebody who has a chip on their shoulder for not receiving either the respect or the esteem that they so constantly crave, which shines brightly in his advice to his younger (much younger) Rodney…
“I would tell myself to embrace the w***er within and just make it all about me. Demand I play in the best positions, seek attention as much as I could, spit the dummy when I didn’t get it and so forth.
If you want to be really s**t at this game take the approach I did and just sort of feel your way in, show respect and earn your stripes the old school way.
If you want to be good come in like a real ******* upstart and the sim will embrace you.”
StFly is the next to respond and, true to his robotic heart, gets straight to the point…
“This is my "second phase" in the SFA, I've no real interest in telling my rookie self anything since I did a damn fine job in rebuilding the Gumbies, so if anything the rookie can tell current me to chillax a bit.”
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Making my way to DERO, he looks as if he’s trying to copy his response from somebody else, so when I ask him what he would tell young DERO he simply replied:
“Dear rookie self, in the future you will be asked to give yourself some advice. So it would be wise to use the time coming up with something good for poor Tonga Rob.”
I can’t help but agree with DERO and thank him for his input.
I then look at peterss, Jack The Godfather, okeydoke7 and Jivlain but they are laying motionless on the floor, so I leave them to recuperate.
Suddenly I hear a shout from upstairs. At first I though it was the sound of a honking goose, but then it becomes more audible. It’s the sound of Doc’s voice, calling me upstairs.
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I enter a room to find Doc with some orgasmatron contraption that looks like it’s come from the Eyrie strapped to his head. The room is a laboratory, where Doc has been up to his inventing tricks again. He’s been working on a car like the DeWhorean for the toys, which is why the toys invited him to the house in the first place.
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I ask Doc what the phone booth is in the corner of the room, and he explains that he’s taken the opportunity to make another time machine that can carry more people. He then steps into the phone booth. I ask him where he’s going now, and he simply says “K” before the phone booth explodes like the car and vanishes into the floor.
Five seconds later Doc walks back in the room with Woodybran and beez Lightyear. It’s time for them to test their new jet car.
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We take the car outside, Doc straps Woodybran & beez in and lights a fuse at the end of a rocket.
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And before you could say ‘occupational health and safety’ Woodybran and beez are shooting across the street.
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They hit a speed bump and the rocket shoots them up into the sky. beez Lightyear jubilantly exclaims “To infinity and beyond!” before the rocket loses power and the brave yet foolhardy duo plummet to near-certain doom. Oh, the humanity!
Anyhow, Doc is back in the DeWhorean by now and beckons for me to join him. As a walk to the car I think back to the Gumbies. A playful group who embrace living on the border between relevance and obscurity, the Gumbies are the SFA equivalent of Peter Ostrum. “Who is Peter Ostrum?” I hear you read. Peter was the child actor who played Charlie in Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory. After starring in that film he took his chocolates and went home, never to act again. He now plays with horses, content with his obscurity.
I get into the car and ask Doc where we’re going now and he replies simply with “Home”.
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Is 20 years considered enough time to allow for spoilers?Careful anything Star Wars gets you a life ban around here.
Is 20 years considered enough time to allow for spoilers?
Currently drafting it. The next post is definitely a labour of love, so it's taking a bit longer to get right.
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I wish I had the energy to read all that but it looks like an amazing effort Bobbo