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Orbi
Apr 9, 2010

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Guys, GUYS.

What if we made a kickstarter to show c(r)apcom that we really care about magaman. a $1,000 backing gets YOUR NAME on the snail mail and lunch with me (only in the bay area though) (oh and you have to pay for lunch too). who could resist!?

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Orbi
Apr 9, 2010

~*~swoosh~*~


Overused Concept posted:

Meager Man slouched further in his chair. Occasionally he nodded towards Co-worker Man, mumbling in agreement. Oh absolutely, the referee made the wrong call. Yes, of course unsportsmanlike conduct is completely subjective. They'll definitely beat the Broncos this Sunday for sure.

In truth, Meager Man hadn't watched a football game in years. He had played a little soccer in his youth but hadn't really kept up with sports after high school. He couldn't care less who got traded or any of the seemingly random player statistics pouring out from Co-worker Man's mouth. Some days he did try to change the topic of discourse, but to no avail. Other days he wondered why he was putting up with this; he could be finishing the Cossack report Doctor Wily had been on his case about. Yet he was reluctant to turn away what was the most relatively positive social interaction he would have all day, even if it was more of a monologue than an actual conversation.

He noticed his coworker had stopped talking and expected a response. A slight nod and the torrent of gridiron analysis resumed. It's better than nothing, thought Meager Man.
In the midst of Co-worker Man's ramblings, Meager Man heard a faint, distant noise. As it grew louder he realized it was Doctor Wily shouting at him. Meager Man thought he'd best pay some modicum of attention to his superior.

"I want you in my office NOW!"

Meager Man sighed and pushed himself out of his old, torn chair. It creaked as his weight left its rusting frame. He shambled down the corridor, his shirt creased and slightly scuffed.

"Meager Man, how's your family?"

He shrugged; Meager Man hadn't been in contact with his ex-wife for a year now after she had cheated on him with that guy from accounting at the Christmas party.

"Look, I think we both know you haven't been the same lately. How about you take some time off and get to know yourself a bit better. Figure out who you are, understand?"

Meager Man grunted an ambiguous response before standing up and leaving Dr. Wily's office. His face showed no emotion but inside Meager Man was in turmoil. He couldn't lose this job; it was all he had. Where else would he work? Meager Man doubted if Dr. Light would even answer his phone calls let alone consider him for a position. Sitting out in the parking lot, he wondered if things could have been different.

Orbi
Apr 9, 2010

~*~swoosh~*~


Meager Man Legends 3 needs to be a published book.

Orbi
Apr 9, 2010

~*~swoosh~*~


Meager Man climbed up the four flights of stairs connecting the dark streets and his apartment. He opened the mildew-stained door and walked inside. The darkness wasn't new to Meager Man, nor the overwhelming smell of whiskey and weed. Even in the pitch blackness though, he could sense something different. He turned the lights on, revealing Bass asleep on his couch. Meager Man was too tired and exhausted to bother confronting his childhood-friend-turned-dealer for breaking into his home so Meager Man decided to find a suitable place to pass out amongst the empty bottles and Cheeto packets. Maybe he'd talk to Bass in the morning.

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