welcome to camp telophase

Yesterday, when poking through the links to the silly zanpakuto generator, I ran across someone who commented, after receiving theirs, that they now wanted to play a Fourth Division Irregulars RPG.

...and now, no matter how much I tell my brain that this is a bad idea, it keep trying to come up with one. :/


P.S.

Telophase's Zanpakutō: (Fourth Division Irregulars) Off-Key Sausage is a rotten, jealous set of bolas. When you activate it with the command "Print!" it begins to vibrate with increasing violence, until eventually it erupts into a geyser of champagne. What's Your Zanpakutō?

I have to admit that I was sort of hoping y'all would post your silly zanpakuto meme results in your own blog instead of mine, so that the thing could spread. :)

ETA: OK, it's starting to get out there a wee bit. Panic averted. Now to worry about my bike meter thingy and cable box.

At the command "May I Take Your Order?" Cross-Eyed Bacon, a delicious harpoon with the wielder's VIN etched on to it, obtains a liberal arts degree.

Anthropological Sousaphone Really is Compensating for SOMETHING is a chilly, sticky quarterstaff. Its release command is "How Much Wood Would a Woodchuck Chuck if a Woodchuck Could Chuck Wood?" whereupon it sits on your keyboard and sulks dangerously.

Plushie is an ugly, tall chakram which the cat peed on. Its release command is "Puree!" whereupon it explodes.

At the command "Bleed!" Emo Butter Knife, a skinny, pink jitte, is guilty, so will not dance and has no rhythm.

At the command "Print!" Lutefisk Grater, a vivacious, uneven harpoon, borrows money.

Unknown Baboon Goes BORK BORK BORK is an average set of nunchuku which doesn't suit the wielder. Its release command is "Nobody Move! I've Got a Gun!" whereupon it loafs on the couch and refuses to get a job.


I may or may not get this polished up into a proper blog meme before I leve for Houston on Friday afternoon. If not, it'll get finished next week.