My name is Stress and I have a story to tell...   One day, when I was just a carefree Newsies-holic, I sat down to write a simple story - a fan fic, you might say.  That was the first time I heard about HIM...  It was a threat, well, more of a joke really, coming from one - Quipster.  "He's in my drawer" she said, as I laughed.  "Sure, Quipster." I said.   How I regret my naivety now...   It turns out that he was in her drawer, but not even Quipster's sock drawer could contain HIM... He escaped and began to wreak havoc everywhere.  I, along with all the awesome members of this society, decided to join in the effort  to catch HIM and put HIM under control.  Thus T.A.R.K. Control began...   If you see HIM, please, run and hide.  Let only us, the trained and capable members of T.A.R.K. Control, handle him.  Otherwise, we can't be held responsible for any disasters he creates...   Can you handle the responsibility?  Then join!                                                                                   ~ Stress     I must say that the evil boy came into the washroom while I was showering and threw all my clothes into the sink!  Never wear wet clothes and try to chase T.A.R.K. cause you slip and fall on your face.  Lucky for me Bumlets was kind enough to catch the offending boy and teach him a small lesson about messing with my precious clothes.                                                                                                                                               ~ Holiday     I have had a run in the TARK's future relatives.  I didn’t even talk to them but they were just oh so scary, and they were graduating high school so that means they made it ot the real world!!!!! Save us all!                                                                                                                                                  ~ Discord   Yes, Quipster sent him after me because I didn't write any fic! He ate my newsies hat!! But I sent Super Les after him! Super Les can eat through anything you know.....                                                                                   ~ Tunes   TARK tried to get on me and ruin my relationship with Davie in Quipster's story...I was so sad...he also is taking over Quipster, Jibajabba, and mine's school.                                                                                   ~ Squibble   Wow...so many...I'll give you my background w/ T.A.R.K.  Well, one day I was talking to some people and they weren't writing fic, like I wanted.  And I was thinking, "Wow, I wish I could make them write fic!" And POOF! T.A.R.K was in my room!  And I was like "Whoah, get out!" And he's like "You want to get back at people and I'm here!  Now get da lead outta yer pants and threaten people!" And I was like "Wow you are awesome! You can be my friend!" And so we became friends!  Now, I didn't want to keep him like in my bed...because EWW! We aren't that friendly!  And I didn't want to put him in the closet with Itey...So, T.A.R.K. and I decided that my sock drawer would be suitable since I never wear socks...and he foudn it a nice and soft in there...But, one day, he got angry with me.  Because, I was making fun of how he says "Get da lead outta yer pants" and said that people on the NML don't like him because of it...and he threatened to leave.  But, as he was locking up his sock drawer and packing up his meager belongings I luckily came into the room and stopped his escaping and talked him out of it.  After that our relationship went downhill, and eventually he just up and left.  I still pretended he was in my sock drawer though so that people would do what I wanted and because I felt guilty.  The end                                                                             ~ Quipster     He walked over to me one night and tried to pick up on me but I told him he was creepy looking and he got mad and threw me up against the wall and tried to treaten me but I told him that I have a friend/lover...(LoL) named Spot Conlon that would soak him if he hurts me. He got scared and ran off screaming like a lil baby. I never told Spot cause, well.....he'd kill the lil boy. But everytime he sees me now he gets nervious. That's why I joined this group, so that I can protect the girls and all the newsies from this evil, evil, evil lil boy. I think he's tried to poison me before too. He's trying to get rid of me for some reason.....maybe it's cause I wouldn't hook up with him. I dunno?                                                                               ~ Tinker     Hmm, well atm he's harassing Quirky, he keeps on following her, but i think that there's something going on between those two.  He was giving me weird looks today, if that counts.                                                                           ~ Moneybags   He likes to screw up my NML mail........                                                                           ~ Dewy     Yes well uhh see me and T.A.R.K. well were sorta a "thing" not really he's basically my irish lover / booty call, but I use him to get secrets from him so yay! But damn is he good in bed.                                                                            ~ Quirky   Well I was one of the girls taken back to Manhattan when he had his "fun". *Shivers*                                                                            ~ Braces   Well I know a guy who looks like him that goes to my school, and I think it may be him undercover! He went to Paris with me and Martini so now he knows our secrets. if we are not quick about it he could spread it to the whole world. He said we had SDS (SnortDroolSpit). But shh... no one can know our secret!                                                                            ~ Bookie   Thank God, I haven't had a run-in with him yet.  From the moment I saw him I knew T.A.R.K. was trouble.  I tried to warn others but they all thought he was an innocent newsie-wanna-be.  I know my fear of him is not paranoia since other goils know about the havoc he creates!                                                                                ~ Act   Well, this was about a week ago... I was walking along the street on the way to my dance class. All the sudden T.A.R.K.  ran out in front of me and i dropped my bag. Then he opened my bag... ::deep breath:: and put some pencils in my extra pants just so he could say "Get the lead outta yer pants!" That was disturbing in itself, when all the sudden he ran about chanting something...Then, just vanished....into an alley I think...                                                                             ~ Black Rose

My sisters and I have dealt with him, he cut off Marbles hair! (my sisters used to look exactly alike,) now her hair is down to her chin, while Ramble's hair is down to her waist!

                                                                            ~ Prankster

Yes I have.  T.A.R.K. attacked me in an alley because he was tired of not being noticed. His jealousy over the newsies was all taken out on me and I was in a coma for 3 weeks.

                                                                             ~ Illusion

Yes...he tried to steal my shoelaces!!! *eyes wide with fear**

                                                                              ~ Icy

I was taken from my mailing list when he wanted to have some fun ruining the newsies.....

                                                                              ~ Laces

I was innocently watching Newsies the other day, and drooling over Spot (of course) when T.A.R.K.  popped out at me!  I ran screaming from the room, but he followed me!!!  I'm still having nightmares!

                                                                               ~ Taps

Yes, *eyes cloud over* infact I have.  Bumlets was walking to the DO one day, and accidentally ran into him.  I came up, to stop the fight that looked to be starting, and I noticed this evil thing in his eyes.  Yes, an evil thing.  He hissed at me and ran off.  I screamed and jumped behind Bumlets while numerous newsies started laughing because I screamed.  GRR on that kid.  Shall he rot in *beep*

                                                                              ~ Dutchess

TARK.... oh we had a run-in only a few days ago...I was strolling around Brooklyn, when I saw a flash of red

 ducking into a 'love hotel'. What is a 'love hotel', you ask? Well, your guess is as good as mine! Of course 

I followed him in... TARK needs to be vanquished! 

Strangely there was no one there... I ran through the hotel and finally figured out where he had gone, using my trusty SHSLT101 (spiffy hand-set locator thingy) and tracked him to a room on the 3rd floor. 

Inside, I found a hole in the ceiling. "Ah-hah!" I thought. "A plot hole!"

It was stationed in the ceiling, beyond my reach. But with the help of some handy leather straps I found by the bed, I made a ladder and began to climb up. About halfway up, I slipped and got incredibly tangled in the straps. 

Suddenly, the door opened. A short, curvy, brunette walked in, dressed for top, black fishnet tights, and black, high-heeled spikes. She took one look at me, hanging tangled up in leather straps, and turned right back around.

 “This isn’t what it looks like!” I yelled. 

 She turned around. “Then what is it?” 

 I sighed. “I’m after TARK. He escaped through that plot hole! I have to stop him!”  

 The girl’s eyes got really big. “That plot hole goes to Irving Hall in Manhattan!”