https://www.posetteforever.com/viewtopic.php?f=75&t=3296&p=40073#p40073 ----------------------------------- leahman Friday, 11 July 2008, 08:37 AM An INTERVIEW— With Tormie ----------------------------------- [font=Impact][size=24][color=#E50000] An INTERIVEW[/color][/size][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][size=18][color=#FF00B2]with the Tormienator...[/color][/size][/font] :sofahide: [font=Comic Sans MS][size=14] by leahman[/size][/font] I awaited for some time expecting Tormie to arrive, and 'as I expected, [u]he appeared a few hours late[/u] in the Dodge, turbo-deseil[font=Comic Sans MS][b][size=14] Prowler[/size][/b][/font] convertible, he acquired at the Airport. From inside my Office, I heard: :shocked!: [font=Comic Sans MS][size=24][b][color=#B200FF]R O A R o o OOOMM...... ...S C R E E C H[/color][/b][/size][/font] [font=Impact][size=24] ...B l u i m t h p c k ! ---[/size][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][b][size=18][color=#0099FF]" Eh 'S o r r y ... about 'yur Kitty - lady..." [/color][/size][/b][/font] I peaked out the window to see that 'He parked the car then took a few minuites to [i]figure out 'how to work the door handle,[/i] then he got out... :uuh: He was dressed in black pants, with Hush-Puppies on his feet, and a Tee Shirt -where [font=Comic Sans MS][b][size=14]Ringo[/size][/b][/font] was standing in front of the [font=Comic Sans MS][size=14][b][color=#E500FF]Magical Myestry Tour[/color][/b][/size][/font]- Bus. Then, realizing that he was wearing 'most of the pizza 'he'd also gotten at the Airport, he changed into a (somewhat) clean shirt... and I heard -the doorbell ring. :hug2: Answering the front door He smiled cordially, and followed me through my home, into my Office, where he sat on the couch, and gazed out the window. He gave a big wide smile but was interrupted by [u]a low[/u] but certainly [font=Comic Sans MS][i]audible [/i][/font] [font=Comic Sans MS][b][i][color=#7200FF]release of bodily gas[/color][/i][/b] [/font] - that lasted -at least 40 seconds and had, -a very [b][i]-zippy[/i][/b] ending... (My ' Cat retreated, with a startled expression) :sick: Apparently flying 'made Tormie - neverous... I went to my desk( to breath) and to [font=Comic Sans MS][b][i][size=14]get a Steno Pad[/size][/i][/b][/font], as he stared around the room. Noticing the candy dish on the coffee table, filled with wrapped Butter-Rum candies he helped himself, muttering something -about the [font=Comic Sans MS][i][size=14]crappy food on the Airplane.[/size][/i][/font] :sad: Apparently these, only further activated his appetite as he then reached inside pants pocket and produced a cellophane wrapped packet -of [font=Comic Sans MS][b]Cheese Crackers[/b][/font]. The cellophane [i][b]stubbornly refused[/b] 'his pudgy fingers,[/i] but he smiled and then produced a pocket-knife 'with which to [font=Comic Sans MS][b][i][size=14]coax[/size][/i][/b][/font] the stubborn cellophane [i]-open.[/i] The [font=Comic Sans MS][b][i][size=14]-years dull knife,[/size][/i][/b][/font] finally succeeded -in getting the thing 'open, however, the contents were now reduced to [font=Comic Sans MS][i][b][size=14]more-or-less '- cracker-crumbs...[/size][/b][/i][/font] which he lapped up out of his hand. :) He had black -rimmed glasses[font=Comic Sans MS][b][i][size=11](I wondered -if they were Italian Army issue)[/size][/i][/b][/font] and his brown thinning hair was showing gray. I went into the next room (the kitchen) as I was interested to see his reaction to R E A L CocaCola... but apparently - those cracker-crumbs -had tickled 'his rounded nose... [i][size=24][font=Comic Sans MS][b][color=#00FF33]U[/color]ah [color=#00BFFF]C[/color] [color=#9900FF][color=#8CFF00]H[/color][/color] [color=#CC00FF]o[/color][color=#3300FF]o[/color][color=#8CFF00]o[/color][color=#F200FF]o[/color][color=#00FFD8]o[/color][color=#FF0099]o[/color][color=#FF00CC]o[/color] [color=#FF0000]! ![/color] [/b][/font][/size][/i] The cracker crumbs were now '[u]all over the room[/u], and his hand -was filled with a combination of the [size=14][font=Comic Sans MS][b]Yellow-Orange 'cracker crumbs[/b][/font][/size], and the green reminant -of a [font=Comic Sans MS][size=14][b]truly [/b][/size][/font] -devastating sneeze... [size=14][font=Comic Sans MS][b][i]"Want some cracker-? " [/i][/b][/font][/size] he smiled sheepishly, showing me [u]'what his hand[/u] [i]now contained[/i] as he rubbed it slowly 'onto -the belly of his shirt... I brought him something to snack on, -easier to open... [img]http://www.donkeyzone.net/coppermine/albums/userpics/10003/Davide.jpg[/img] [font=Lucida Console][b][color=#00FF0C][size=14]NO NANNER -For You donkey... You might get fat...[/size][/color][/b][/font] --------------------------------------------------------------- "No Thanks ." -I answered. "So Davide, you operate the world's only site, dedicated to a single Poser Model. What is it about the P-4 female that captures your imagination, to the extent that 'you'd devote -such time and egostencial resources as necessary -to bring her to life ?" [font=Comic Sans MS][i][size=14]"She- got- [i]'[b]nice[/b] wegs[/i] cute feets and [b]big [/b] tiddies..."[/size][/i][/font] he answered -but looking -at the collection of antique surgical 'and barber instruments -on my coffee table. [font=Comic Sans MS][b][i]"What'z THIS ?"[/i][/b][/font] - he asked, picking up a particularly ominous-looking surgical spreader -that had belonged to a long deceased 'surgeon relative of mine last-used in the [i]Civil War.[/i] "Be careful... with that... it's ..." " [font=Impact][color=#F20000]OUCH ![/color][/font] " he wailed, holding -a now [i]pricked stubby finger...[/i] "[b][size=14]SHARP..[/size][/b]." -I said... he plunged it back on the coffee table, his feelings -obviously hurt by the encounter... "And how [u]do you find[/u] America, now -that [i]you are here ?" [/i] [font=Comic Sans MS][size=14] " I [u]not drive[/u] [i] the plane...[/i]" [/size][/font]he replied. "[font=Comic Sans MS][size=14]so I [i][b] not have [/b][/i] to find America... plane driver [i] she -knows where she is...[/i][/size][/font]" he was drinking the CocaCola -as if he'd never tasted anything like it, so I offered to sweeten it with some Crown Royal. He tasted it [i][b]stirred it a little [/b][/i] with the end of his finger, then motioned for me 'to [i]add more - to it.[/i] Soon he was telling me, [i]his entire life story.[/i]... and he was [b][i]swaying -and getting happier[/i][/b] -[u]all the time[/u]. He much liked my worn NASA jacket, and I gave him a real Applo 12 Mission Patch when he said that he wanted -to "[font=Comic Sans MS][size=14][b][i]visit NASA[/i][/b][/size][/font] " and [font=Comic Sans MS][b][i]"fly shuttle into Space."[/i][/b][/font] [b][i]Before he was completely ineaberiated[/i][/b] I asked him about a [b]Secret Project[/b] , the posibilities he'd been investigating, [b]If you've ever played 1st person video games, or seen a demo of 3-D applications like "Second Life", then you are familure with how as a Character, you can enter cyber space as a 3D character, almost like a real world. Posette4Forever would be the first Poser Website to have a real Cyber Clubhouse where members can meet and converse, as the 3-D characters we all know. [/b] [img]http://www.donkeyzone.net/coppermine/albums/userpics/10003/WORLD.jpg[/img] This Cyber Clubhouse may have many different "levels" in the same way that there are different locations within a Video game. You could soon be taking a tour of Venice, in a Gondola steered by a wise-cracking Bus-Driver, in -real-time, or take a ride -on Tormie's Bus, or join Indiana Tormie in a treasure hunt. You'll be able to "speak " to your PF friends, and accquire and use objects, but as in -all video games there are dangers and pitfalls, too numerous to mention. ....... :pacman: [u]We'd talked for some hours[/u], and I was enjoying our conversation quite a lot when I noticed [i][b] that familure [/b][/i] ...."[b]You've Got mail[/b]... coming from my computer on the desk. [hr] Subject: ([b]for Tormie[/b]) :angel11: Keep 'taking my Name '-in vain... .......and I'll .......make Traffic .......[b][i]WORSE[/i][/b]... ..................[font=Trebuchet MS][b][size=14]GOD[/size][/b][/font] [hr] Subject: ([b]for Tormie[/b]) :angel11: [font=Traditional Arabic] We -[b][i]need to talk...[/i][/b] .......Meet me, at my place, Sunday .......before the Soccer game. .......Bring the family.[/font] ..................[font=Trebuchet MS][b][size=14]GOD[/size][/b][/font] [hr] Subject: ([b]for Tormie[/b]) :angel11: You -[b][i]only think...[/i][/b] .......it's been Hot Around Here... ..................[font=Trebuchet MS][b][size=14]GOD[/size][/b][/font] [hr] He insisted that [i]someone was playing a Gag -on him..[/i] I asked 'if he'd[i] given my E-Mail address [/i] -to anyone..? :mmmh: but he insisted that [i]'that didn't prove anything,[/i] because he hadn't given any address -to be handed a telegram [i]-at the Airport [/i]either. :eh: :dontknow: By the time the Crown Royal was gone [b][i][size=14] so was he... [/size][/i][/b] (sound asleep) on the couch, hugging 'my [font=Comic Sans MS][size=14][i]struggling[/i][/size][/font] 'big cat to use him for a pillow... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz :drunk: [u]It is our hope[/u] that as matters, such 'an impending change of residence subside, - that Tormie will [i]continue to make PF [/i] -[u]the best place on the internet[/u], with [i]the[b] special Magic[/b] and creativity that comes with a heart as big as Texas[/i][size=10] ( and a certain lack of personal hygine )[/size] [font=Trebuchet MS][b][size=14]TORMIE... [/size][/b][/font] my friend, For all the fun we have -with you [size=8] [/size]and being 'such 'a special Guy... What can I say ? ' For [b][i][size=14]all you do[/size][/i][/b] [u]This Bud's [b][i]-for you[/i][/b][/u] :PFparty: