WI we invent the Random Pop Culture Item crosstime scooper?

[Straha]

WI we invent a scooper that takes random pop culture items from ATLs

*activates it*

I get an album made by a group called.. Slaves Shall Serve and the CD is called "Born in the USNA" THe cover art shows an american eagle with a flag as a shield , The flag is far different than OTL's with it being a tricolor instead of OTL's flag. The eage is doing battle with a bat winged dragon that is holdign a shield that has a logo of a dragon holding chains and a sword(I've heard of that before but where??). The music appears to be a mix of the various hard rock types,techno,trance and the music at raves. The lyrics refer to a cold war against the domination with the lyrics "The Snakes cannot hold" and "Our loyal european,russian and Chinese(!) allies". I look in the spot where the pics of the band usually are and I find pics of a few of my friends who in OTL made a band+ a blonde,skinnier version of me without glasses and Peter Diffin(!)!

[Stalin]

WTF? I'm in a band? What does the date on the album say?

[Straha]

today's date and yes I'm surprised too

[Stalin]

Damn, 15 years old and I'm in a [probably successful] band. That is one messed up ATL.

[Straha]

yes I agree and besides I'm only 1 year older so its messed.... so have you gotten anything with your scooper?

[Stalin]

Review taken from The Gamer

GTA: Vice City

Rating: ****
Re-playability: ****
Controls: ****
Graphics:****
Recommended? Buy this game!

Set in 1964 Dallas, this game allows you to become a hit man to one of the big Drug cartel Gangsters of the JPK era. Smuggle drugs in from WORE, the ISSR, and the emerging Pan-Arab Federation. Avoid getting shot by the mob, and hide out at the famous Jack Ruby Motel at the end of each hit...

[Straha]

well I'd buy it! I'm guessing thats from Crazy Days??(I still like the name White Holy Orthodox Russian empire better) the item I got is from the alt-draka TL I posted on the main forum here

[Stalin]

Yeah, it is. White Holy Orthodox Russian Empire sounds better, but the acronym... :)

[Diamond]

Yeah, it is. White Holy Orthodox Russian Empire sounds better, but the acronym... :)

They can join forces with S.L.U.T.S., South Liberian Underground Transvestite Society!

I got a colorfully-wrapped kid's candy with my scooper. They're called 'Coke Balls' - similar in appearance to a jawbreaker, but instead of a bit of chewing gum at the center, there's a solid hunk of pure cocaine, 'naturally manufactured in sunny southern California!'.

:)

[Straha]

that looks its from For All Srange days or the capone USA TL you said you'd post here

[tom]

My, we are an inventive lot :D !
I got a plastic figurine of a pangolin with racing goggles and a cape with a P emblazoned on it. Sonic the Pangolin, perhaps?

[Straha]

maybe Pango the pangolin??

[Straha]

Another version of the opening scenes of "Star Wars":

Princess Leia looks around her, frantically searching for her layer knife.
"Aha! Thanks, C3PO!" The little robot wheels up to her and extrudes a new
layer knife from the top of its dome. Princess Leia waits for Darth Vader,
hiding in the shadows of the storage room. "He may think he can get away
with stopping this starship, on a diplomatic mission, but I have a surprise
for him, ever since we met those nice star-faring people, the Draka," the
young woman murmurs.

<heavy breathing> "So, you rebel scum, I have you cornered at last, like the
rat you are. Surrender, and tell me where the plans for the Death Star are,
and I may be merciful and kill you quickly."

"Never, Vader! In fact, speaking of killing someone quickly..." The
princess' arm slashes outward, a blur of motion.

<breathing, with gasps interspersed> "Why, why, you...urrrrgh...it cut right
through me...it's... aarrrgh..." Thud.

Princess Leia steps out of the shadows, smiling. "Gwen was right, it only
took one cut, and that's all. I'll have to thank her the next time I meet
her. Come on, C3PO, and you too, R2D2!" Together, they emerge from the room,
and the battle turns against the invading Darth Vader troops almost
instantly. Soon the ship is free to continue its journey, bringing the plans
of the Death Star to the Rebels.

**
A new ending for "Dr. Strangelove":

"Think of it, mein fuhrer, I mean, Mr. President...it means seven women for
every man..." The mad scientist clamps his evil arm to the chair with his
good arm. "Arrgh!"

The president of the United States looks about him in horror. Already the
missles have been launched, the bombs sent on their way. The generals in
charge look stunned; the president looks confused. "But...but..."

"Wait!" Black-clad figures enter the room, casually tossing the security
troops to the floor as they walk toward the leaders of the free world. "We
have a better plan."

"Who are you people?" The president sputters, unable to believe his eyes.

The black mask seems to flow from the lead stranger's face, revealing leaf
green eyes, mahogany hair, a knowing smirk on beautiful lips. "We're the
Draka, and your worries are over. Plus, that idea about seven women sounds
simply...delicious."

**
A new "Lassie":

Timmy clings tightly to the edge of the abandoned mine shaft. Rocks and dirt
shower down past him, into the open pit, as the earth trembles again. His
grip is tight, but his little arms are getting tired. How long can he hold
on? Where's Lassie?

Having run two miles in the noon-day sun, Lassie is breathless but manages
to draw a deep lungful of air before trying to talk to the Master and
Mistress. "Timmy...bad...trouble...come quick!" He paces back and forth,
ears twitching, eyes wide. "Hurry!"

"Come quick, Livia! The boy's in some sort of trouble. Lassie's telling us!"
The tall blond man straps his Tolgrens 7 mm pistol to his side, and runs
down the steps of the porch, clapping a bush hat on as he moves. Livia
emerges from the living room, rifle in hand, and runs behind her husband,
who's chasing Lassie. The serfs gather at the front door, eyes wide, some
crying already. Poor young master Timmy, what will happen?

Lassie reaches the mineshaft first, looking and sniffing frantically for
Timmy. He's still there, although very weak, and Lassie realizes that Master
and Mistress won't get there in time to tell Lassie what to do... it's all
up to Lassie... the idea turns over slowly in the animal's mind, and then a
light gleams in its bright eyes. Climbing up the steep hillside next to the
mineshaft, Lassie knocks a tree down, and drags it to the shaft.

Holding it by one end, Lassie reaches down into the hole. "Master
Timmy...grab this! Grab this!"

The young boy reaches for the tree limbs, and almost falls... but manages to
grab the slender branches. Lassie pulls the child to safety, just as Master
Johann and Mistress Livia reach the mineshaft. "Good Lassie, good Lassie,"
Timmy says, over and over. The Overlords exclaim in joy and hug both the
ghouloon and their son, relieved that no one's come to any harm...