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Aug 21 2011, 03:31 PM
So yeah, this certainly isn't my area of expertise, but Rule 34b of the internet says if you can't find it, make it (I may be paraphrasing (not to mention broadening the scope of that rule)). Anyways awhile back, MMPR-Fan asked for a signature with MMPR-Pink (Kimberly) morphed with the Dragon Shield. As many of us know (certainly including MMPR-Fan and myself), the only rangers who ever actually did wear it were Tommy and Jason, then for about 30 seconds in the season one closer, Zach had it on, and everyone loved it. I personally thought it looked better on Zach than it ever did on Tommy, but that is a conversation for another time. The point of this post is simple. Acid is a horrible artist. Even with a computer. BUT, he did take some time out to make this:

Jan 6 2011, 12:22 AM
Well, on the old forum I actually had a story that I pretended to write. Here are the first two "chapters" from said story, I even have another to post all ready written!

Chapter 0
A Gamesman Appears

In early August, just before the start of the new school year, at the Herald square subway station in New York City a 14-year-old high school freshman travelling by himself with a tennis bag over both shoulders and a cap pulled low over his eyes heads towards the exit of the station with a purpose. While he was born locally and is obviously American by birth, he appears to be lost, whether in thought or destination is uncertain, but he holds himself in a way that suggests much more arrogance than should considering his young age. Looking at a map on the wall near the exit, and down at an address in his hand, he smiles beneath his cap and leaves the station.


Meanwhile, at the Midtown Tennis Club a large independent tennis tournament, the last youth tournament of the summer, is underway. One of the largest tournaments of the year, many college sponsors and members of scholarship committee are present to scout potential stars for their schools. A reporter is there with his photographer, looking at the match-ups for the day, their gear stating they are from HS Tennis Et. All.

“Is this right Jeff?” the young photographer asked. As an intern from the New York Institute of Photography she was young, only 20 herself. Blonde, short and skinny, she is the envy of many of her classmates and the desire of the majority of the rest.

“Is what right Aimee?” came the reporter’s response. Apparently in his mid to late 30s, the reporter is just over 6 foot tall, with red hair and a penchant for practicality; he is not a body builder, but obviously keeps himself in good shape.

“A freshman is in the U-18 bracket. That can’t be right. He will be too small! The other competitors will overpower him.”

“Normally you would be right,” the voice came from behind the two, startling them both, “but since it is that particular 14 year old, I have petitioned the tournament committee to allow it, and they have agreed that it will be okay.”

“And who are you to offer up a young man to such a vicious bracket?” Aimee asked, obviously worried for the young player she had never met.

Sensing a problem Jeff quickly interceded “Aimee, this is GenZee High School’s coach, Coach Rexach. Coach, this is my new intern Aimee. If Coach Rexach thinks this freshman will be okay, I would be tempted to believe him.” The Coach is a rather old man no younger than his late 60s by looks, yet still looks capable of holding a racket. “Back when I was at GHS Coach Rexach was still the coach, he knows more about Tennis than anyone I have ever met.”

“My colleague from Australia told me that this freshman is better than anyone he has seen of the age. You actually know his father.”

“Wait, you mean this freshman, it is his son?”

“Indeed it is. This tournament should be interesting in the U-18 bracket. That is, assuming he shows up. His father texted me and told me that he would be here, but he only has 10 minutes to register or he will default.”


Eight blocks from Midtown Tennis Club a group of high school juniors are found pestering a young girl in an alley as the cocky freshman is making his way to the courts.

“Hey cutie. How about a little kiss for daddy? Huh? Just a little kiss.” The rough boy had two followers, both of whom were holding tennis gear of their own. The speaker, quite obviously the leader of the small group, has the teenage girl backed up against the wall, blocking her escape with one arm on each side of her body. The girl, with long brunette hair tied into two braids ending in the middle of her back, was obviously distressed.

Hearing nothing but a thwack and seeing nothing but a yellow blur, all three of the high school students were holding their heads in pain. As the high school students look around for the source of their pain they spy the freshman at the entrance with a racket in his right hand and a still spinning ball in his left.

“W-W-Who the fuck are you?” the leader stammered out slowly.

In response the freshman simply assumed a serving position and bounced the ball a few times before launching the ball towards the upper-classmen. They were clearly relieved as the ball missed, and the leader surprised as it bounced off the back wall of the alley and hit him in the back of the head, bouncing high into the air, landing inches in front of the freshman who caught it on the first bounce.

“Do you know who this is shorty?” The second player yelled at the freshman in pure disbelief.

“A jackass. That’s all I need to know.” The freshman finally said.
“Who are you kidding? I’m the top seed for the U-18 bracket punk!” The enraged leader shouts.

“Really? See you in the final then.”

“Psh, you? In my bracket? Don’t make me laugh kid. You couldn’t put a racket to me on the court. By the way, as the top seed, I got a bye in the first round, but doesn’t your match start soon?”

“I’m sure I’ll be fine. Lets go.” The freshman said to the terrified young girl.

“Um, okay.” As the freshman turned away and started walking, the girl sped up to be certain she was not left alone with the high school hooligans again. Out of ear shot she looked at her rescuer and shyly said to him; “Thanks for back there.”

“Don’t worry about it. I just don’t like jackasses. I have to get to my match.” came the cold response from the freshman before leaving unceremoniously.


Back at Midtown Tennis Club Coach Rexach is arguing with the referee.

“He will be here, can’t you wait for five more minutes?”

“I’m sorry coach,” the referee responded, “but according to the tournament rules if a player is not on the court when the tournament clock says it is time to start, I have to declare his opponent the winner. There is nothing I can do.”

“Damn it. Okay, I know it isn’t your fault. Thanks.”


Wondering lost at the courts the freshman start realizes that he is already to late for his match. All well. Not an important tournament anyways. He thinks to himself as he makes his way to a grassy hill to lay down for a nice nap.
Oct 8 2010, 02:18 PM
I'm not certain if I am the only one who has received this PM so far, but a new user named nicole (0 forum posts as of this posting) sent me a PM. The contents are below:

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hi Acid_Override_Cool

i know this is random and im sorry to bother you but we have a new chat board online and i was wondering if you might want to join?

It's totally free and it features an arcade and 3 fully equipped chat rooms as well as a beautiful forum board full of topics with no advertisements at all!

it's really new and we have a few members out there now. we like talking about everyday stuff like news, music, movies and sports but most of all we like to share some laughs.

again im sorry if i bothered you and i know it's random but it would be great to have some more people there with us from time to time and thought id give it a shot in asking.

heres the link and we'd be happy to have you there with us. smile.gif

((link removed from public post -Acid))


Now generally I am all for checking out new sites, but there is a wrong way to go about having someone check out your site, and ninja-ing people from another site is the wrong way. Just IMO. Maybe this should have been a PM to an admin... if so I apologize and request that someone removes this for me.
Aug 3 2010, 01:56 AM
I apologize in advance to those of you I have been naggering on about this on MSN about, but I just have to know if this bothers other people as much as it bothers me, or if some of you have found a way to think about it in such away that it doesn't bother you.

At one point, Billy attempts to accept the Gold Ranger powers in Zeo. Unfortunately it is determined that he is unable to do so. After running a scan on himself he determines the problem to be that he has absorbed a large number of "negative proton molecules". Now normally I would not have thought twice about something scientific that Billy said, as frequently they just made up stuff that sounded smart, which I have no problem at all with. In this case though, they made an error.

I'm sure many or all of you know this, but I'm ranting, so I will say it anyways: Protons are one of the three key components of atoms. The other two are electrons and neutrons. Electrons, by definition are negatively charged, while neutrons have no charge at all. Protons on the other hand are, by definition, positively charged. Thus a "negative proton" is impossible to have. That is the first mistake. Secondly, as I said just before, a proton is part of an atom, and two or more atoms bound together makes a molecule. Thus if a proton is smaller than a molecule (being part of one), then how can you have a proton molecule?

In just three words the writers took high school chemistry (maybe middle school, I'm not certain), and turned it upside down. I have no problem with them making something up, but please do not do something like this.

What do you guys think? Am I being unnecisarily harsh? Am I okay expecting this from the writers? Did I mishear something in what Billy said that would make it make more sense? Am I just a big fat doodie head who likes to pick on people?

The answer to the last one is yes. I'll let you all pick the answers for the others tongue.gif.
Aug 1 2010, 01:20 AM
I am thinking that it is time for the first PSN tournament on Generation Z. Reading the lists of games people currently own, I think the way to go right now would be a Soul Caliber 4 tournament.

I would like to keep it to custom characters are allowed, but special conditions (so those custom skill sets you have set up, none of that) off. The reason I say that, is because I have not been playing very long, and I don't know how many others are in the same boat as me, so my highest level is 5, so I don't have access to all the same skills that someone who has leveled their character significantly would have. That is my two cents, obviously, I am not the dictator around here, so if others have a different game, I would be more than willing to set up brackets for that instead. If you like the game choice but want a different rule set, we could do that too. Its our tournament smile.gif
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