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by Anris
7-24-03
This is Oi.
Oi is... Oh wait. Sorry. This isn't Oi. This is Ihn. Ihn is a selfish little robot who's convinced that he's super cool. In reality, he's just another fake. But pretend you don't know that.
!!!!
Please don't touch me.
Here's Oi! Let's call him our hero of the... comic. Story. Thing. He's not that smart, pretty dense, and has a huge heart that provides the tendency to be a push over. Gotta love him.
You can touch me.

 

by Anris
7-24-03
This is the Nameless One Called Screen. We just like to call him Screen. Or Stinky. Or Poo Head. Or Hole. Mean things like that. Because Screen is... Screen. We don't know him very well to be honest.
Shit, man.
I'll never let you touch me.
Screen and Ihn get along pretty well. Mainly because they both like to pick on Oi. And the red phone. We're not sure why they pick on the phone, though. We don't know very much at all, now do we?
Not you again...
@*!&
Oi and the red phone share a strong bond.
Play with me, Oi!

 

by Anris
7-24-03
!&@*# @*! ^^!*
I'm writing a love letter to Oi. It's a brilliant idea!
...
Not like THAT! He'll think it's from some hot dude and then he'll be happy.
?
And then he'll find out it's not real and he will no longer be happy! I call it the Letter of Fake!

 

by Anris
7-24-03
:-D
I have to leave it in an open, yet unsuspicious place.
Screen disguised himself as an unidentifiable man so Oi could not identify him.
This is brilliant! Even if Oi sees me, he'll never suspect anything! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I shall leave the Letter of Fake here.
2 minutes later, Oi arrives and finds the letter.
"I love you. I love you. I want you. I love you. You're hot. I love your buff arms. I love your big eyes. I want your soul. This love letter is real.
Spin my dial!

 

by Anris
7-24-03
I don't know what to say, red phone. It says it's real.
This letter makes me happy.
This letter doesn't make me happy.
Wait... the back says "This is fake, and you are dumb."

 

by Anris
7-24-03
I am SAD!
YAY!
What do I do now?
Touch my buttons!
Sorrow drives me to...
Please say "Touch red phone!"!

 

by Anris
7-24-03
Sit in the garbage can.
Hoorah! My Letter of Fake has succeeded in making Oi unhappy!
!!!!!!!!!!!!
It sucks being a phone. Indeed it does.

 

by Anris
7-30-03
Crap. I gotta use the phone.
He's looking at me. I don't like it when he looks at me...
What do I do?! What do I do?! He's coming closer!
Huh?
Aw, this is a good idea! My dial is on the wrong side!

 

by Anris
7-30-03
Oi, Ihn, and Screen need your help.
They don't know what to do with themselves!
So email naruthedemon@hotmail.com and tell them what you want to see them do!

 

by Anris
7-31-03
Imagine big dramatic music with ear popping bass.
Just one night! Just one night!
There's no way, 'cause you can't pay!... and it'd be a little difficult with a body like yours...
I have phone cards! 800 minutes worth!
I'm gonna rouge my knees and roll my stockings down, and all that jazz.
Tradition!
Oh yes, Kitten. I was waiting for you, don't you know? Today for you- tomorrow for me.

 

by Anris
7-31-03
Keep imagining the big music. Keep imagining that this is actually funny.
I'm glad we caught you at home. Could we use your phone?
...
We'll just say who we are, then go back to the car.
Dammit! Janet! I knew this was a bad idea!!!!!

 

by Anris
7-31-03
Hi. My name is Screen and I like pretty things.
I mean. I know how to appriciate true natural beauty. I think that that is what makes a man a MAN.
I can be poetic: You and me. Me and You. I'll share my twinkie. If you share your shoe.
And I also like to drone on and on about how beautiful the weather is. Or how charming clouds can be while picking flowers to arrange.
Everything I said made you want to date me, right? Here's another poem: When the sky turns black and the stars come out to shine, I'll hand over my sack and you can say it's yours; not mine.

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