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Glocks and Bowties: The Nerd-Gangsta Wars

Armandian Cheese
10-01-2005, 05:50
In the nation of Armandian Cheese, political parties were illegal. But people still needed to associate with some group, some entity, that could express their feelings and beliefs, and make them feel as if they weren't alone. And this is how we ended up with the most bizarre set of political factions the world has ever seen. Nerds vs Gangstas.
Yes, the jive talkin' ghetto dwellers have come into conflict with the pencilnecked twits with bowties, with the Emperor and people of Armandian Cheese in the middle. Protests in the capital city of Scaramanga have become increasingly constant, with both sides appealing to the Emperor to express their beliefs. And...beating the living hell out of each other.

"Hello, and welcome to Fox News. We have just received information of a protest in Armandian Cheese, and we'll take you there live."

Crowds of gangstas line the streets, dancing around their "pimped out rides", chanting lyrics from rap songs. A reporter approaches a dinguistinguished gentleman wearing a beanie, blood stained shirt, and gold chains, with half his teeth and eyes missing.

"Yo sucka, we just want some motherf***in' respect, y'all. Like, we need ta have da government give out free coke, and some nice hoes. Oh, and when we's been gangbangin' or doin some drive bys, stay out of it, foo!"

The scene switches to a bunch of nerds hanging around a set of wooden tables, lined with Math books and computers. The reporter appraoched a fellow wearing a white turtleneck sweater, thick glasses, and of course, a pocket protector.

"Like, *snort* we need some more, huhuhu, funding for our science classses. Oh, and dose mean gangster bullies keep on shoving us into toilets...The government should be run by followers of the Lord, Captain Picard, who will guide us on a path full of Star Trek, computers, and the illegalization of computers. Soon, all will join us in the glories of spending sixteen hours a day on internet role-playing sites!"

After that, he proceeded to snort and fix his glasses.

The situation deteriorates day by day, with more protests, and threats of violent overthrow if their demands aren't met.

OOC: Anyone can feel free to step in and aid any side, be it the Nerds, Gangstas, or the government, who just wants things to stay normal.
Armandian Cheese
10-01-2005, 06:04
Bump!
Armandian Cheese
11-01-2005, 01:24
Bump, dammit!
Samtonia
11-01-2005, 02:23
[Taggity-Tag for later dawg. Put me in as the nerds. Frickin A!]
PIcaRDMPCia
11-01-2005, 02:33
OOC: I'll fund the nerds, of course, 'cause Picard pwns any gangsta. Oh, and...*tags*
Armandian Cheese
11-01-2005, 04:18
(OOC: This is NOT FT. It's just that the nerds have high tech equipment, due to lack of physical stature.)
"Snort! Today is the day of revolution!"

Outside of the capital, what was known as the "Million Nerd March" assembled, loudly demanding Nerd domination of the government. At first it was peaceful, but some of the fatter nerds began to body slam cops, and tensions rose. Until....

BLAM!

A group of elite nerds stormed the Imperial Fortress, wearing Star Trek uniforms and wielding phasers. They blasted away at the guards, and ran into the throne room. Two hundred of the country's elite guard stood over the Emperor, whose glasses were fogged in the heat of fury.

"KILL THEM ALL!"
"WARP SPEED!"

With that order, massive electric waves poured into the soldiers. One leaped in front of Emperor Armand, saving his life.

"No, Johnson...DAMN YOU NERDS!"

The leader of the nerds, Eltwiste Von Nienkulberg, a thin kid wearing a Captain Picard suit, a bald wig, and thick glasses walked up to the Emperor, shoving a document and a gun in his face.

"Sign this, or prepare to be vaporized."
"I'll never surrender my people to the likes of you!"

Eltwiste aimed his phaser at Armand's daschund. Armand glared at him, and signed a document.

"Now, nerds shall rule Armandian Cheese, NYA! HA! HA!"

Armand pressed a button on his throne, and it blasted off into the roof while he laughed maniacally. It flew into his private command Zeppelin, which rocketed off to unknown shores, seeking refuge in an allied nation who may help him reclaim power.
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Meanwhile, in "Da Hood"...

Cone Dog O'Bling-Bling muttered to himself,"Aw no. This ain't motherf**in' right. N***as, time to move."
Jesusvainia
11-01-2005, 04:33
Dude! this looks awesome!