I admit, this
week's theme was a bit of a cop-out on my part, since by computer
decided to DIE before I could draw some crappy thing to use. So
instead I dug around on my hard drive to find an amusing screencap
we could play with.
This is the
cleanest one I could find.
To maximize
the dramatic effect, I'm going to post all the images people
submitted on one page without any irritating words in between them
(beware, loading time). There are certain images I didn't post here due
to permission issues, but you can see everything on the forums here: http://www.comicsindisguise.com/forum2007/topic.asp?TOPIC_ID=289&whichpage=1
And now, witness
the hilarity and the horror...
Mirage, Hound, and Spike gazed in horror at the
apparition which had appeared in the doorway. "Tell me you all
are seeing this, too..." Mirage moaned. "I'm trying not to!"
gasped Hound, covering his optics. Bumblebee turned his head
to look, and promptly splashed a quart of oil onto the floor.
"Gah! It's so... pink!" exclaimed Spike. "Hello,"
said the apparition in a soft, friendly voice. "My name ith
Heartbow. I am here at the request of Optimuth Prime to begin
your ballroom danthe inthtructhon."
Anguished cries of
"NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" echoed in bleak four-part harmony from the
walls of the Ark. "Please!!" begged Mirage, "I was forced to
take a whole solar cycle of "graceful movement" lessons as a
protoform! The memories still disturb my dreams! Don't make
me go through that again!!!" Hound removed his hand from
one eye, and looked askance at his fellow Autobot.
"Line up here, pleathe," said the miasma of magenta.
Bumblebee and Thpike, you will take the female role thith
round." "Why is it always me???" whined Bumblebee, as the
autobots and the human milled around in a
pink-overload-induced mental fog. A growing hum filled their
aural sensors, and they grew increasingly
dizzy.
Suddenly, loud ringing footfalls clanged hastily
through the corridor, and a familiar voice shouted "STOP RIGHT
THERE!" Reeling, the bewildered Autobots and Spike looked up
as Optimus Prime burst in. "Optimus!" wheezed Hound, his hands
braced on his knees in an attempt to remain upright, "Why?
What did we do to deserve this??" "Decepticon trap," the
Autobot leader replied tersly. "Oh, thank Primus!!!
It's only a Decepticon trap!" Hound gasped. Prime pointed at
the leering pink seeker. "You. Out. Now." he commanded,
jerking a large blue thumb over his shoulder toward the
holding cells.
"Oh, why do you have to thpoil my fun?"
the pink abomination whined. "I almotht had them!" He turned
as if to meekly follow Prime, but suddenly raised his arms and
blasted a large hole in the roof. "You Autobotth are no match
for my powerth of befuddlement!" he crowed as he winged out
and away, leaving a blazing con-trail of pink. "Nextht time, I
will thuctheed!" |
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And there you have
it! It is my personal belief that for this thread everyone just
browsed their hard drive for the most random stuff they could find,
or googled "weird crap" and selected images accordingly. At any
rate, it was amusing! Now,
let's all try to get that image of Michael Jackson out of our
minds...
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