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You are greeted warmly by the madam general. She's seated in a huge leather armchair. She's dressed in her spudbrown uniform, black tie, many many ribbons and metals. You find her hair style to be fairly odd, as that it is two knob type pigtails, with curls sticking out from various places, sort of a mulitgraincheerio color to it. her eyes are green, lined in black, with blue mascara. her boots are shined. The room is a little undefined, you're not quite sure where the walls are or how far the ceiling goes up.

"Well... its good of you to drop by. Thinking of becoming a member hm? Always love the new recruits... such fresh spuds. Say you don't mind the fog machine do you? I just had it put in the other day... I think its quite fabulous really, gives the room such character.I do hope you know this conversation is being recorded." She flashes you a cheesy grin.

You're about to ask whether or not if you're assigned a secretary job, or as a receptionist, if you'll need to be wearing a dress, when the general gets this wistful look in her eyes...

"Did I ever tell you about the time when we were attacked by the western mob of eggplants? No? I didn't think I had... well... you know it was back in the days before S.P.U.D. was as widely known and feared... back when it was just a loosely structured band of faithful heros... "

You're about to remind the good general that it still is a loosely structed band of heros, just a few more than before, but as you open your mouth, PW 794 and 1/3 squeezes your shoulder and shakes his head.

"The general is telling a story, do not interupt... for the love of god and potatoes, I repeat, do not interupt her... it just isn't good..." He wispers to you.

You shut your mouth and listen intently to the women who's now kicked back in her chair, legs swung over one side, casually smoking a cigar and still talking.

"... So I was winning the croquet game, as usual, when we started to notice that there was a pink flamingo lawn deal down at the far end of the court. Well, at the time, you know, we really didn't know much about our enemy so nothing was thought of it and the game continued. Well, about our 3rd game, I looked up as I was sending Lt. Dan's ball and I realized, hey, there's about 6 flamingos now, and that just isn't right... something a little fishy you know? So I took my mallet and intended to find out what the deal was... I bashed the nearest one... electronic you know... wires and gears and pudding... everywhere... well... thats when I noticed the timing device on the remaining 5... "

She proceeds to explain how death was averted and lives were saved and rants about how evil and uncool eggplants are. You've been sitting in her office now for about 3 hours. You notice also PW 794 and 1/3's mohawk is all you can see sticking out of the fog that covers the floor. The good general is now telling you various points of interest in her life and little things about her that mean nothing really. You catch various things that hold your attention before drifting off into day dreams.

Random Knowledge of the General

Nicknames: mandapanda, madam general, ma'am, knobs
Age: 18
Years in SPUD: Many
Favorite color: Camoflage, british racing green
Car of choice: Triumph TR3
Planes of choice: P-51, B-17, Swift
Sports: Corquet, Raccetball
Hobbies and interest: Military, AFROTC (c/4c), CAP (which she is a c/Tsgt), swing dancing, drawing, writing, coloring, making these silly webpages, aviation in general, flying, bootpolishinglowcrawlingmotivationalyelling goodness, fantasizing, roleplaying, reading...
Likes: Fun stuff like gargoyles, velvet, candles, dried flowers, color crayons, boardgames with the family, racecars (daddy's), airplanes, volunteering at confederate air force, going to airshows, playing with friends, dancing in the rain, going to parks and swinging, dressing up funlike, taking far too many pictures, long in depth conversations.
Dress: anything thats fun to wear, currently: camo cutoffs, white socks, a red britsh army flying shirt from the most fabulous savers thrift store, combat boots.
Rings: Left hand: spoon ring made by great uncle for my mother, hoseclamp found in daddy's tool box. Wire "Knob" ring made by the lovely Cap'n Right hand: Class ring (1999, dark green stone)and a silver pinky ring that was my Grandmother's
TV Shows: The prisoner, The Young Ones, Mulberry, SailorMoon, SpaceGhost, Cartoon Planet, The Family Guy, X files, 3rd Rock from the Sun, That 70s Show
Movies: The shining, Schizopolis, Cabaret, Rocky Horror, Mystery Train, Airbats, Darkside Blues, Cabin!
Her car: 82 VW Rabbit, white, Full name, Sally the Seventh
Names for other inatimite objects: Sally
Whos sally senior, or sally the 1st? : a balsa wood glider built by her and a kid named Myatt at Minnesota aviation career education academy a few summers ago.
Favorite food: Grilled cheese sandwiches, 2 slices of cheese, cut diangloly. Ketcup on the side.

At some point you nodded off and have now awaken in the hallway, PW 794 and 1/3 stands over you, adjusting his sunglasses.

"Well, I hope you enjoyed your visit with the general... now off we go, plenty more the see..."

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