| Well well well. It's that time of the week again (no, not THAT time of the week) so here is the LD3 report. First, some small business matters. 1)If you are receiving these reports, and really don't give a crap, tell me, and I'll stop sending them out to you. I don't want to be filling people's inboxes with huge messages they don't want. 2)I am glad to hear from all of you, and love comments that I receive on the report, but please do not just hit "reply" when you respond. It means that ever little message I get after these are about 20K, and that starts to add up. Please just start a new message. Thank you. Allright, there have been some advances in LD prep since last week. Over the weekend, Willy, Sleepy Dave, and I began coming up with weird forms of attacking the other halls, and decided to make it an actually organization. Thus was formed the Stephenson Unusual Combat Initiation Team (we realize the name blows, but the acronym is great), our duty is to research ways to bring loopy day up to the next level, and to then do our best to put these ways into action. Our first advancement, after literally hours of research and experimentation (with quite a few flops) were a series of Nasty Balloons. One of the best was filled with cornstarch and water. It was hoped it would imitate the sludge that you make in chemistry classes that is both liquid and solid, but we were unable to get enough starch in it to make it solidify. It did make, however, a sticky cream liquid that smells nasty and is quite amusing when dripping from an enemy's face. There were also shaving cream balloons and balloons with Alkaseltzer (that stuff smells like ass). SUCIT was able to rally together about 12 people to actually go out and fight, while many stayed behind on the fire escape. When pearson came to our hall and yelled"happy loopy day Stephenson", we responded with"eat a bowl of hot cock Pearson" and a barrage of water balloons. It then broke down into the usually fray, and I was able to lead several trench runs on Pearson. This time, however, they were prepared for me, and had 4 guys up on their fire escape to pelt me with balloons as I rounded the building. they didn't take into account however, my cheetah like speed, mongoose like reflexes, and mad skazills at dodging balloons (read: being sarcastic, got very lucky). It was much like the beach part in Saving Private Ryan where things are blowing up on all sides of him. But I made my first run without a single casualty. We then formed up in front of our hall, and had to repulse Pearson's charge, unfortunately, GP and KKA decided to attack at the same time from behind us, and we were sandwiched. Some of my guys tried to stay in the middle and fire at both sides resulting in their complete decimation by the wall of balloons that landed on them (I think one might have gotten a concussion), but the more elite of SUCIT (who will actually be in the organization as opposed to the morons who don't know jack about a water fight) mixed into the crowds and ran threw their lines spraying. They couldn't hit us because we were among their own men, and they couldn't catch us because we kept moving, so we gave them a thorough wetting. As I was doing this, I found that tall piece of crap from GP who had blocked our fountaining of Humpert two weeks ago. He had a mesh laundry bag full of about 15 water balloons, so I ran up and tried to snatch it away. Take into account, this guy is about half a foot bigger than me, so he kept a strong hold on it. I improvised, and latched onto the bag and popped all of his balloons with my fingernails, then ran. Boy, was he pissed. I went inside to lay low and reload, and when I came back out, we had apparently made an alliance with GP and KKA to get Pearson. Let it be known that in the future there will be no allying of SUCIT with other halls, as they simply used us as an ammo dump to refill their buckets and usually were dumping on our guys. The assault did go well, however, and after unleashing an aquatic armageddon on them, we fell back to our hall. One Pearsonite followed us. He was this little short brat with a back pack gun that seemed to think it was hilarious to hold his nozzle right up to people's faces. Since he had overextended and his own team didn't want to back him up anyways, Brian, Ethan, Creepy D, and myself circled around him. Then I charged in and batted down his gun, and held it there, while we all moved in and completely wasted him from 360 degrees. He was actually crying when he went back to his hall. Success. From then on, it was pretty much just hit and run attacks, with no real purpose. Our guys on the balcony, however, were being real asses, and were calling US names and hitting us with the balloons WE had bought for them. So when pearson charged back in assault of our hall, we all stood aside and let them storm the fire escape. Operation Moses was used once more, but it didn't stop them and all of the guys on the top got soaked. After that, the last thing we did was Steve, Isaac, Ethan, and I went on a final trench run, except instead of the Pearson guys, we took out the Sellards girls who had been hiding by Pearson all night. We then went inside and celebrated by playing Smash Brothers until 4 in the morning, at which point I passed out realizing I had 8:30 theatre class. Well, that's it for this week. Tune in next thursday for more tales of daring do, same loopy time, same loopy channel. duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh, duhduh(pathetic attempt at batman show theme, hey, let's see you do better!) matt |