Stravo is freeeee!! (Formerly Eagerly waiting)
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So is that the legal equivalent of a shut-out?Stravo wrote:GREAT NEWS!!!
Judge throws out all the plaintiff's allegations! We are freeeeee!!
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Good to hear that an old jurisprudence fetishist like you gets off from time to time.
Have a nice vacation.
Good to hear that an old jurisprudence fetishist like you gets off from time to time.
Have a nice vacation.
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Let's put it this way, the plaintiff came into this case back in '98 looking for 1.5 Billion dollars. They left yesterday with NOTHING. I'd say we did a damn fine job. Our head counsel was Richard Ben-Veniste who some of you may know from the 9/11 Commission hearings.Durandal wrote:So is that the legal equivalent of a shut-out?Stravo wrote:GREAT NEWS!!!
Judge throws out all the plaintiff's allegations! We are freeeeee!!
By the way it was nothing sexy just a breach of contract case. We were mentioned in a Philadelphia Inquirer story a few weeks back and they were there yesterday for the reading of the judge's decision so we may be there again.
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"I'm free! I'm free!" Stravo shouted from the square in the middle of downtown SD.Net. "Freedom, freedom, oh how lovely that word is!" He raised his arms in triumph and clenched his fists. "I'm back in SD.Net! Back in...SD...Net..." he slowly opened his eyes as realization dawned. "...with everyone...and lots of people...who read...StarCrossed...and Twighlight War..." his arms lowered "...and Cain and Abel..." Looking around, he noticed that virtually everyone around was staring at him, some with hungry looks on their faces. "and I'm back...with...those two..."
Stravo suddenly dropped to the ground as a blurry form hurled over him and landed awkwardly on the street. "Hey, you're getting quicker!" Cyran said.
"It's good to have you back," another vocie said. Stravo spun to see Kuja approaching, a big net in his hands. "Now, you've gotta catch up on all the writing time you've missed-"
"GET AWAY FROM ME!" Stravo yelled, and took off running. For a big guy, Stravo was pretty fast, and he sprinted down the streets of SD.Net with Kuja and Cyran in hot pursuit. As he rounded a corner, he ran smack into Rob Dalton.
"Stravo, watch where...oh, hey! When did you get back?" Dalton asked cheerfully.
Stravo grabbed Rob's shoulders. "Human shield!" he said without thinking.
"Wha?"
Stravo hurled Dalton into Kuja's path just as the psychopath threw his net. The net came down on Rob and activated, shocking the Lord of the FUQ into submission. "Dammit!" Kuja cursed.
Stravo took off running again, Cyran right behind. As he reached the end of the block, he stopped and turned around. "So, you're giving up?" Cyran said. "Good, make it easy on yourself!" But just as the running black mage reached him, Stravo yanked open the door to the neaby coffee shop. Cyran slammed into it at top speed. "Ow..." he managed.
Stravo felt someone tap him on the shoulder. Rather than turn and see who it was, he bolted again. Good thing too, becasue Kuja's sledgehammer would have knocked him out if he hadn't. "You can't run forever!"
"Lemme do my fanfic on my own time!" Stravo yelled back.
"Too important for that!"
Busy with his conversation as he was, Stravo didn't see the fucking semi truck coming down the road, a completely drunk and stoned Einhander at the wheel.
WHAM.
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Stravo awoke in a very familiar cell, two sets of cackling greeting his ears. He looked around, depressed. One bunk, one table for food, one toilet...and a computer up against the wall. Duranium bars lined the exit.
"Welcome home, bug guy!" Cyran said.
"Dinner's in two hours," Kuja added.
"Yeah, yeah," he muttered. Booting up the computer, he resigned himself to a good two hours of catching up.
Stravo suddenly dropped to the ground as a blurry form hurled over him and landed awkwardly on the street. "Hey, you're getting quicker!" Cyran said.
"It's good to have you back," another vocie said. Stravo spun to see Kuja approaching, a big net in his hands. "Now, you've gotta catch up on all the writing time you've missed-"
"GET AWAY FROM ME!" Stravo yelled, and took off running. For a big guy, Stravo was pretty fast, and he sprinted down the streets of SD.Net with Kuja and Cyran in hot pursuit. As he rounded a corner, he ran smack into Rob Dalton.
"Stravo, watch where...oh, hey! When did you get back?" Dalton asked cheerfully.
Stravo grabbed Rob's shoulders. "Human shield!" he said without thinking.
"Wha?"
Stravo hurled Dalton into Kuja's path just as the psychopath threw his net. The net came down on Rob and activated, shocking the Lord of the FUQ into submission. "Dammit!" Kuja cursed.
Stravo took off running again, Cyran right behind. As he reached the end of the block, he stopped and turned around. "So, you're giving up?" Cyran said. "Good, make it easy on yourself!" But just as the running black mage reached him, Stravo yanked open the door to the neaby coffee shop. Cyran slammed into it at top speed. "Ow..." he managed.
Stravo felt someone tap him on the shoulder. Rather than turn and see who it was, he bolted again. Good thing too, becasue Kuja's sledgehammer would have knocked him out if he hadn't. "You can't run forever!"
"Lemme do my fanfic on my own time!" Stravo yelled back.
"Too important for that!"
Busy with his conversation as he was, Stravo didn't see the fucking semi truck coming down the road, a completely drunk and stoned Einhander at the wheel.
WHAM.
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Stravo awoke in a very familiar cell, two sets of cackling greeting his ears. He looked around, depressed. One bunk, one table for food, one toilet...and a computer up against the wall. Duranium bars lined the exit.
"Welcome home, bug guy!" Cyran said.
"Dinner's in two hours," Kuja added.
"Yeah, yeah," he muttered. Booting up the computer, he resigned himself to a good two hours of catching up.
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It fucking better after this...fgalkin wrote:How Stravo Got His Groove Back returns!![]()
Have a very nice day.
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Oh, and congrats on the case getting thrown out Stravo. Just to celebrate I won't use the tazer when you fall asleep at the computer this time.
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Then you get to spend a few hours explaining your idea to them
Its perfec for getting rid of inspiration
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Congratulations. Guess my avatar is the before picture, and yours is the after picture.Stravo wrote:GREAT NEWS!!!
Judge throws out all the plaintiff's allegations! We are freeeeee!!
Sorry I didn't tell you guys sooner but as soon as we found out we all went out for much needed drinks and dinner. I will be on vacation starting June 1st at the beautiful Miami Beach for much needed sun and oggling. Otherwise I should be back in full force starting tomorrow and my post count should steadily rise back to normal levels. More importantly to some, I will start working on much needed updates.
Thanks for providing a brief bit of serenity in these hectic months.
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