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The Adventures of Imago - An Org Story Thread

It was the end of May. Imago was on the org as usual when a urgent message appeared on his screen:

Dan,
Listen to me.
The future is in your hands.
Open the refrigerator.
HURRY!!

Dan of the future


'WTF' Imago exclaimed. 'Who sent this? I bet it's Fauxie.'
The reference to the refrigerator reminded him he had an unfinished smoothie in there. Imago opened the frig to find....himself, only much older.

Older Imago said, 'I am you from far in the future. I have come to give you this message....
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Reply #1 posted 05/31/06 6:34pm

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I have come to give you this message....


You likey likey? batting eyes
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Reply #2 posted 05/31/06 6:36pm

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and then he said... "DAN, YOU MUST STOP USING THE COMPUTER.

OH... and YOU ARE HENCEFORTH....



THE END.

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Reply #3 posted 05/31/06 6:43pm

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Meanwhile, across city in a nice little suburban house, JerseyKRS opens his door to find Prince standing in front of him. JerseyKRS was struck by Prince’s appearance—he seemed much older in real life than in person, and much smaller and thinner than on T.V.

“Hello” Prince said in a low sultry voice, “ I’d like to share some scripture with…”

“Shut Up, “ JerseyKRS replied hastily, “…You had me at ‘hello’. You had me at ‘hello’”

Within seconds Prince found himself on JerseyKRS’s kitchen splayed out on his kitchen table with JerseyKRS’s mounting 900 number bills pushed aside. It was only a matter of time before his member was being service by this stallion of breeding machine.

“I….I….I…. Don’t want this.” Prince said with a whimper.

JerseyKRS’s eyes looked up and he replied, “herrhrmmmgph hererrrmmmph”

“Bitch, get that out of your mouth—I can’t understand shit you’re sayin’” Prince said.

And just like that the big Italian was on top of Prince like a knife buttering a hot baked muffin.

“yes…” Prince said, “yes. Yes. Yes.”
“yes” the Italian replied.
“Tear this pussy up cuase it ain’t built right no way.” Prince proceeded.
“yes yes yes” “yes yes yes”

There was nipple play. There was hot wax. There was even some strange leather swing contraption JerseyKRS kept beside his computer. It was all there. All of it being used, reused, and worn the fuck out…..


Meanwhile across town….
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Reply #4 posted 05/31/06 7:16pm

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Reply #5 posted 05/31/06 7:33pm

JPW

Imago said:

Meanwhile, across city in a nice little suburban house, JerseyKRS opens his door to find Prince standing in front of him. JerseyKRS was struck by Prince’s appearance—he seemed much older in real life than in person, and much smaller and thinner than on T.V.

“Hello” Prince said in a low sultry voice, “ I’d like to share some scripture with…”

“Shut Up, “ JerseyKRS replied hastily, “…You had me at ‘hello’. You had me at ‘hello’”

Within seconds Prince found himself on JerseyKRS’s kitchen splayed out on his kitchen table with JerseyKRS’s mounting 900 number bills pushed aside. It was only a matter of time before his member was being service by this stallion of breeding machine.

“I….I….I…. Don’t want this.” Prince said with a whimper.

JerseyKRS’s eyes looked up and he replied, “herrhrmmmgph hererrrmmmph”

“Bitch, get that out of your mouth—I can’t understand shit you’re sayin’” Prince said.

And just like that the big Italian was on top of Prince like a knife buttering a hot baked muffin.

“yes…” Prince said, “yes. Yes. Yes.”
“yes” the Italian replied.
“Tear this pussy up cuase it ain’t built right no way.” Prince proceeded.
“yes yes yes” “yes yes yes”

There was nipple play. There was hot wax. There was even some strange leather swing contraption JerseyKRS kept beside his computer. It was all there. All of it being used, reused, and worn the fuck out…..


Meanwhile across town….


...Meanwhile across town Fauxie was on the phone listening to the whole thing and masturbating, with Head on in the background and a white midget version of Michael Jackson dancing to it.
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Reply #6 posted 05/31/06 7:34pm

JPW

Imago said:

“Tear this pussy up cuase it ain’t built right no way.” Prince proceeded.
“yes yes yes” “yes yes yes”

There was nipple play. There was hot wax.



omg!!!!!

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Reply #7 posted 06/01/06 4:34pm

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meanwhile across town, Imago received his message from the future. Knowing he must act immediately, he sped up I-75. Unfortunely, this did not go unnoticed by a state trooper.

'CRAP!!' Imago pulled over to the shoulder of the road while trying to devise a story to tell the cop.

'I can't tell the trooper about my mission it might have a negative effect on the future. Plus he just might think I'm crazy. What should I do?'

Imago then saw the purple band on his wrist.

WWPD?:
WHAT WOULD PRINCE DO?


'That's it! I'll do a Prince!'


The troop was now outside the driver's window. All 6'4" two hundred and fifty pounds of him, with arms like tree trunks, and a sour scold.

Imago: Hello Officer. Is there a problem?

Trooper: License, Proof of insurance, and registration please.

Imago could they this guy wasn't going to let anything drop.

Imago: Here you are sir.

Trooper: Please step out of the vehicle.

Imago stepped out, and yelled: OOOHWAH!

He did a triple spin, jumped up and landed in a perfect split, and pulled himself back to a standing position as smooth as silk.

Imago: I bet'cha by golly wow you've never seen a ride this sweet before!
He turned and jumped on the hood of his car grinding his pelvis against the warm hood.

Imago: Say there officer, why don't we just forget let this little incident and...
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Reply #8 posted 06/01/06 5:41pm

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Imago said:

Meanwhile, across city in a nice little suburban house, JerseyKRS opens his door to find Prince standing in front of him. JerseyKRS was struck by Prince’s appearance—he seemed much older in real life than in person, and much smaller and thinner than on T.V.

“Hello” Prince said in a low sultry voice, “ I’d like to share some scripture with…”

“Shut Up, “ JerseyKRS replied hastily, “…You had me at ‘hello’. You had me at ‘hello’”

Within seconds Prince found himself on JerseyKRS’s kitchen splayed out on his kitchen table with JerseyKRS’s mounting 900 number bills pushed aside. It was only a matter of time before his member was being service by this stallion of breeding machine.

“I….I….I…. Don’t want this.” Prince said with a whimper.

JerseyKRS’s eyes looked up and he replied, “herrhrmmmgph hererrrmmmph”

“Bitch, get that out of your mouth—I can’t understand shit you’re sayin’” Prince said.

And just like that the big Italian was on top of Prince like a knife buttering a hot baked muffin.

“yes…” Prince said, “yes. Yes. Yes.”
“yes” the Italian replied.
“Tear this pussy up cuase it ain’t built right no way.” Prince proceeded.
“yes yes yes” “yes yes yes”

There was nipple play. There was hot wax. There was even some strange leather swing contraption JerseyKRS kept beside his computer. It was all there. All of it being used, reused, and worn the fuck out…..


Meanwhile across town….



Wait a damn minute... Shanti lives miles from Jersey... I would hope if Prince showed up at Jerseys that he would call her to come over...
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Reply #9 posted 06/01/06 5:43pm

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Imago said:

Meanwhile, across city in a nice little suburban house, JerseyKRS opens his door to find Prince standing in front of him. JerseyKRS was struck by Prince’s appearance—he seemed much older in real life than in person, and much smaller and thinner than on T.V.

“Hello” Prince said in a low sultry voice, “ I’d like to share some scripture with…”

“Shut Up, “ JerseyKRS replied hastily, “…You had me at ‘hello’. You had me at ‘hello’”

Within seconds Prince found himself on JerseyKRS’s kitchen splayed out on his kitchen table with JerseyKRS’s mounting 900 number bills pushed aside. It was only a matter of time before his member was being service by this stallion of breeding machine.

“I….I….I…. Don’t want this.” Prince said with a whimper.

JerseyKRS’s eyes looked up and he replied, “herrhrmmmgph hererrrmmmph”

“Bitch, get that out of your mouth—I can’t understand shit you’re sayin’” Prince said.

And just like that the big Italian was on top of Prince like a knife buttering a hot baked muffin.

“yes…” Prince said, “yes. Yes. Yes.”
“yes” the Italian replied.
“Tear this pussy up cuase it ain’t built right no way.” Prince proceeded.
“yes yes yes” “yes yes yes”

There was nipple play. There was hot wax. There was even some strange leather swing contraption JerseyKRS kept beside his computer. It was all there. All of it being used, reused, and worn the fuck out…..


Meanwhile across town….

[Edited 6/1/06 17:46pm]
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Reply #10 posted 06/01/06 5:51pm

Anx

Tootie is at the table closet to the doorway to the lounge doing her english homework. Jo is at the table closets to the baywindows working on an carboater.

Jo signs softly "Low Rider ...."

Tootie sighs a little.

In walks Natalie and she is very excited. "I can't believe it. I just can't believe it."

Tootie looks up with a frusted humph. "What Nat?"

Natalie is still to excited to realize that Tootie was rude to her. "I can't belive. I just can't
belive it."

"Natalie What is it that you can not belive?" shouts Tootie.

"Tootie!" Jo says in an warning voice....
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Reply #11 posted 06/01/06 5:57pm

Imago

Anx said:

Tootie is at the table closet to the doorway to the lounge doing her english homework. Jo is at the table closets to the baywindows working on an carboater.

Jo signs softly "Low Rider ...."

Tootie sighs a little.

In walks Natalie and she is very excited. "I can't believe it. I just can't believe it."

Tootie looks up with a frusted humph. "What Nat?"

Natalie is still to excited to realize that Tootie was rude to her. "I can't belive. I just can't
belive it."

"Natalie What is it that you can not belive?" shouts Tootie.

"Tootie!" Jo says in an warning voice....



"oh gawd--here comes cousin Jerry!"
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"oh gawd--here comes cousin Jerry!" Imago sighed. He thought of hiding but he was handcuffed to his jail bunk.

"If only that officer was a Prince fan I wouldn't be in this mess!"

Imago was quite upset that his little roadside performance got him a 24 hour psych-watch in the local lock-up. He called the only person he knew for sure had the cash to bail him out, his cousin Jerry inspite of not liking him much because -UUUGH- he's Conservative Republican.

Jerry shaking his head, 'Well, Well, Well, Looky Here, how was your concert Mr. Asian Prince?'

Fighting to stay civil until he's released, Imago replied....
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Reply #13 posted 06/02/06 4:02am

Anx

littlemissG said:

"oh gawd--here comes cousin Jerry!" Imago sighed. He thought of hiding but he was handcuffed to his jail bunk.

"If only that officer was a Prince fan I wouldn't be in this mess!"

Imago was quite upset that his little roadside performance got him a 24 hour psych-watch in the local lock-up. He called the only person he knew for sure had the cash to bail him out, his cousin Jerry inspite of not liking him much because -UUUGH- he's Conservative Republican.

Jerry shaking his head, 'Well, Well, Well, Looky Here, how was your concert Mr. Asian Prince?'

Fighting to stay civil until he's released, Imago replied....


"OMFGLOLZ!!! Cousing Jerry! When did you become a man! Blair never told me about this!"

At which point, Jerry gave Imago a loving look and whipped out a pocket trampoline.

This is about the point in the story where Batman showed up and said, "not so fast, Cousin Jerry."

But before Batman could successfully cockblock Cousin Jerry, something dreadful happened...
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Reply #14 posted 06/02/06 4:03am

Imago

Anx said:

littlemissG said:

"oh gawd--here comes cousin Jerry!" Imago sighed. He thought of hiding but he was handcuffed to his jail bunk.

"If only that officer was a Prince fan I wouldn't be in this mess!"

Imago was quite upset that his little roadside performance got him a 24 hour psych-watch in the local lock-up. He called the only person he knew for sure had the cash to bail him out, his cousin Jerry inspite of not liking him much because -UUUGH- he's Conservative Republican.

Jerry shaking his head, 'Well, Well, Well, Looky Here, how was your concert Mr. Asian Prince?'

Fighting to stay civil until he's released, Imago replied....


"OMFGLOLZ!!! Cousing Jerry! When did you become a man! Blair never told me about this!"

At which point, Jerry gave Imago a loving look and whipped out a pocket trampoline.

This is about the point in the story where Batman showed up and said, "not so fast, Cousin Jerry."

But before Batman could successfully cockblock Cousin Jerry, something dreadful happened...



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Reply #15 posted 06/02/06 5:41am

Anx

Imago said:

Anx said:



"OMFGLOLZ!!! Cousing Jerry! When did you become a man! Blair never told me about this!"

At which point, Jerry gave Imago a loving look and whipped out a pocket trampoline.

This is about the point in the story where Batman showed up and said, "not so fast, Cousin Jerry."

But before Batman could successfully cockblock Cousin Jerry, something dreadful happened...



mad stupid falloff



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Reply #16 posted 06/02/06 10:05pm

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Anx said:



Spats showed up with Batgirl.

Batman was dumbfounded to see Batgirl in the arms of a little geek like Spats.

Spats removed his tongue from Batgirl's mouth and said:....
[Edited 6/2/06 22:05pm]
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Reply #17 posted 06/02/06 10:26pm

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JPW said:

Imago said:

Meanwhile, across city in a nice little suburban house, JerseyKRS opens his door to find Prince standing in front of him. JerseyKRS was struck by Prince’s appearance—he seemed much older in real life than in person, and much smaller and thinner than on T.V.

“Hello” Prince said in a low sultry voice, “ I’d like to share some scripture with…”

“Shut Up, “ JerseyKRS replied hastily, “…You had me at ‘hello’. You had me at ‘hello’”

Within seconds Prince found himself on JerseyKRS’s kitchen splayed out on his kitchen table with JerseyKRS’s mounting 900 number bills pushed aside. It was only a matter of time before his member was being service by this stallion of breeding machine.

“I….I….I…. Don’t want this.” Prince said with a whimper.

JerseyKRS’s eyes looked up and he replied, “herrhrmmmgph hererrrmmmph”

“Bitch, get that out of your mouth—I can’t understand shit you’re sayin’” Prince said.

And just like that the big Italian was on top of Prince like a knife buttering a hot baked muffin.

“yes…” Prince said, “yes. Yes. Yes.”
“yes” the Italian replied.
“Tear this pussy up cuase it ain’t built right no way.” Prince proceeded.
“yes yes yes” “yes yes yes”

There was nipple play. There was hot wax. There was even some strange leather swing contraption JerseyKRS kept beside his computer. It was all there. All of it being used, reused, and worn the fuck out…..


Meanwhile across town….


...Meanwhile across town Fauxie was on the phone listening to the whole thing and masturbating, with Head on in the background and a white midget version of Michael Jackson dancing to it.



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Reply #18 posted 06/03/06 9:07am

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Meanwhile...

Back at Imago's home, an intruder is careful stepping over his dirty underwear and scattered papers.

Intruder: I better act fast while the slob is in lockup.

Finding the entrance to the attic the Intruder is only slightly surprise that the attic is cleaner than the rest of the house. Carefully box after box is searched until the object they desire so desperately is found. With glee the Intruder shouts...
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Reply #19 posted 06/03/06 9:11am

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littlemissG said:

Meanwhile...

Back at Imago's home, an intruder is careful stepping over his dirty underwear and scattered papers.

Intruder: I better act fast while the slob is in lockup.

Finding the entrance to the attic the Intruder is only slightly surprise that the attic is cleaner than the rest of the house. Carefully box after box is searched until the object they desire so desperately is found. With glee the Intruder shouts...


"There! All the JerseyKRS original photographs! Finally! Now I can..."
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HamsterHuey said:

littlemissG said:

Meanwhile...

Back at Imago's home, an intruder is careful stepping over his dirty underwear and scattered papers.

Intruder: I better act fast while the slob is in lockup.

Finding the entrance to the attic the Intruder is only slightly surprise that the attic is cleaner than the rest of the house. Carefully box after box is searched until the object they desire so desperately is found. With glee the Intruder shouts...


"There! All the JerseyKRS original photographs! Finally! Now I can..."


But before the intruder can finish something unexpected happens. Imago's micro-organism infested drawerz mutate into strange creatures, off-white with rubber looking heads and a long brown stripe down their backs.

The intruder drops the photos when he runs in terror.

Meanwhile....
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Reply #22 posted 06/06/06 1:32pm

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Imago with the help of Batman, and Cousin Jerry is released from jail. Riding in the Batmobile Imago explain to Batman his mission.

Imago: 'Batman, I've learned that humanity will be trapped in a virtual world created by intelligent machines to provided them with electrical power unless we can stop certain events from happening.'

Batman: 'How did you learn about this plot?'

Imago explain how his future self traveled backward in time to warn him. Batman believed Imago's story and decided to use the bat-computer in the batcave to determine what the best course of action.

Batman: 'I will have to put you to sleep. Know can know the location of the batcave.'

Imago: I understand Batman!'

Imago inhaled a bat-knockout gas. What Imago didn't know was it's White Rain hairspray. Batman discovered long ago it's just as effective but less expense and less time consuming to obtain.

When Imago awoke in the Batcave he saw...
[Edited 6/6/06 13:34pm]
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