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fandomhigh2012-02-15 09:02 am
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Murdock and Madrox are in Da Hizzy
Is it really any shock that when students enter the Danger Shop that it's been transformed into a unique environment? Is it just a given now?
So really we don't need to write that any more, right?
Right.
So.
When the students entered the Danger Shop today they would no doubt find that the room had been transformed into a unique environment. What kind of unique environment?
Well there was glitter, disco balls, flashing lights, black lights and very large and extremely loud speakers that were shaking the room with its reverberating bass line.
And of course there was Jamie Madrox wearing a giant rainbow afro wig, giant sunglasses and a mint green leisure suit. "YOOOOOOOO!" he shouted through the microphone and possibly causing hearing damage to anyone walking in. "IT'Z MIXMASTER JAMIE IN DA HIZ-HOOOOOOOOOOOOUSE!"
A couple of things to note: the prounouced "Z" in the statement above was apparent to anyone probably in a five block radius of the danger shop. Also there about fifty Jamie duplicates in various states of... Let's call them costumes, shall we? And said Jamie duplicates were now hollering in response. Much like a mating call of a beluga whale. Or a the endangered Kakapo.
Regardless, Mixmaster Jamie was laying down some funky grooves which consisted of him mostly scratching up vinyl records. "NOW GIVE IT UP FOR THE MAN WITH THE PLAN... MC JEFF!"
Jeff leapt into view... very far away, near the back of the class. He was wearing large MC Hammer pants, and... jutted his hips forward while waving around his arms. Then he hopped forward. More arm-waving. "CAN'T TOUCH THIS!" he yelled.
At which point several Jamies, also wearing parachute pants hopped up behind Jeff and began shuffling back and forth and generally bumping into each other because apparently they can't replicate MC Hammer's moves. However they were very good at wearing parachute pants.
"ALL RIGHT KIDS!" Mixmaster Jamie shouted. "YOUR ASSIGNMENT TODAY... IS TO GET FUNKY!"
Jeff, still - or rather, now - hopping up and down on one leg, then the other, stuck up both of his thumbs and grinned. "EVERYBODY, DO THE HAMSTER DANCE!" he added.
He did not trust himself to talk about anything else right now.
Yes. That was probably wise. Especially now that the dance version of the Hamsterdance was now blaring over the speakers.
Yes, kids. Your assignment is to dance. How hard could that be?
[OCD is up. Dance. Dance, I say.]
So really we don't need to write that any more, right?
Right.
So.
When the students entered the Danger Shop today they would no doubt find that the room had been transformed into a unique environment. What kind of unique environment?
Well there was glitter, disco balls, flashing lights, black lights and very large and extremely loud speakers that were shaking the room with its reverberating bass line.
And of course there was Jamie Madrox wearing a giant rainbow afro wig, giant sunglasses and a mint green leisure suit. "YOOOOOOOO!" he shouted through the microphone and possibly causing hearing damage to anyone walking in. "IT'Z MIXMASTER JAMIE IN DA HIZ-HOOOOOOOOOOOOUSE!"
A couple of things to note: the prounouced "Z" in the statement above was apparent to anyone probably in a five block radius of the danger shop. Also there about fifty Jamie duplicates in various states of... Let's call them costumes, shall we? And said Jamie duplicates were now hollering in response. Much like a mating call of a beluga whale. Or a the endangered Kakapo.
Regardless, Mixmaster Jamie was laying down some funky grooves which consisted of him mostly scratching up vinyl records. "NOW GIVE IT UP FOR THE MAN WITH THE PLAN... MC JEFF!"
Jeff leapt into view... very far away, near the back of the class. He was wearing large MC Hammer pants, and... jutted his hips forward while waving around his arms. Then he hopped forward. More arm-waving. "CAN'T TOUCH THIS!" he yelled.
At which point several Jamies, also wearing parachute pants hopped up behind Jeff and began shuffling back and forth and generally bumping into each other because apparently they can't replicate MC Hammer's moves. However they were very good at wearing parachute pants.
"ALL RIGHT KIDS!" Mixmaster Jamie shouted. "YOUR ASSIGNMENT TODAY... IS TO GET FUNKY!"
Jeff, still - or rather, now - hopping up and down on one leg, then the other, stuck up both of his thumbs and grinned. "EVERYBODY, DO THE HAMSTER DANCE!" he added.
He did not trust himself to talk about anything else right now.
Yes. That was probably wise. Especially now that the dance version of the Hamsterdance was now blaring over the speakers.
Yes, kids. Your assignment is to dance. How hard could that be?
[OCD is up. Dance. Dance, I say.]
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Lecture!
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No, wait, that expression was murderous, not eager.
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But at least this momentarily distracting him from his hormones?
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...It was probably some sort of trap. Hank didn't trust it.
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Jim had done way more demeaning things than that in the past. Sure, he could dance.
DANCE - The Hamster Dance!
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Above the music, he yelled conversationally, "This would be perfect for a wacky chase montage!"
DANCE - Baby Don't Hurt Me!
You might get bounced around a bit.
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Mostly by headbanging. Or something like it.
DANCE - Can't Touch This!
... Maybe.
The TA's
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Was anyone shocked?
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Then muttered "Oh chuck it," and flung herself wholeheartedly into dancing.
Like there was anyone within range of the iCarly website that didn't know she loved to dance around, by now?
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They probaby don't either.
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But thanks to the pollen, Jeff was mostly just fidgety. And inclined to keep his Hammer pants forever.
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During the courting season, males leave their home ranges for hilltops and ridges where they establish their own mating courts. These leks can be up to 7 kilometres (4.3 mi) from a Kakapo's usual territory and are an average of 50 metres (160 ft) apart within the lek arena. Males remain in the region of their court throughout the courting season. At the start of the breeding season, males will fight to try to secure the best courts.
Each court consists of one or more saucer-shaped depressions or "bowls" dug in the ground by the male, 4 inches deep and long enough to fit the half-metre length of the bird. Bowls are often created next to rock faces, banks, or tree trunks to help reflect sound and the bowls themselves function as amplifiers to enhance the projection of the males booming mating calls. Each male’s bowls are connected by a network of trails or tracks which may extend 160 feet along a ridge or 60 feet in diameter around a hilltop.
To attract females, males make loud, low-frequency (below 100 Hz) booming calls from their bowls by inflating a thoracic sac. They start with low grunts, which increase in volume as the sac inflates. After a sequence of about 20 loud booms, the male Kakapo emits a high frequency, metallic "ching" sound. He stands for a short while before again lowering his head, inflating his chest and starting another sequence of booms. The booms can be heard at least a half a mile away on a still night. Males boom for an average of eight hours a night; each male may produce thousands of booms in this time. This may continue every night for three or four months during which time the male may lose half his body weight.
Females are attracted by the booms of the competing males; they too may need to walk several kilometres from their territories to the arena. Once a female enters the court of one of the males, the male performs a display in which he rocks from side to side and makes clicking noises with his beak.[4] He turns his back to the female, spreads his wings in display and walks backwards towards her. The duration of attempted copulation is between 2 to 14 minutes. Once the birds have mated, the female returns to her home territory to lay eggs and raise the chicks. The male continues booming in the hope of attracting another female.
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Though now I'm picturing a bunch of Jamies in bird outfits spreading their wings in display and walking backwards at various ladies.
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And Jamie is more likely to be hitting on the ladies in that funky leisure suit today. His next post he might walk backwards.
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So, you know, *shakes fist*