The Cheadle Loses an Eye by #1, #2, #3, #5, & Don Cheadle Rodriguez
What you are about to witness is true account of the encounter with The Cheadle on March 4th save in AIM and “Pong.”
In this story Cheadle first got to the Young Sickly One. This is the actual saved text in which it happened on AIM:
The Cheadle (12:23:40 PM): CowLovePhoneYa=/<crash>/#<td>
Cowlovephoneya (1:13:05 PM): Cheadle, my mentor, I pray to you....
Cowlovephoneya (1:13:45 PM): Tell me what I must do to capture the Trove.
The Cheadle (1:14:31 PM): Your only weakness
is your strength, my young one.
Cowlovephoneya (1:14:49 PM): Diabeties?
The Cheadle (1:17:35 PM): Patience, young
Mason, don't be too hasty with the information you have received. I can't talk
much now. I will vanish before your eyes but you will still sense my presence.
Cowlovephoneya (1:18:33 PM): yes my lord.
Cowlovephoneya (1:20:13 PM): I can do you no wrong. I will eat my bread for it is good
and I will wait until my strength is abundant.
Cowlovephoneya (1:36:01 PM): My lord might i ask hath you brought destruction to my
computer. Why must you pick on a the diabetic. You knoweth I can't help you. My
only pledge is to the Trove. Cheadle=/<"000000">/#<td><li>black man</li#
The Cheadle (1:37:47 PM): My son, I sense a
longing in you, a longing for truth. You knowest that there is more truth than
is found in the Trove. I offer truth!
Cowlovephoneya (1:40:46 PM): But I haven't
changed books as you have. Gather you warriors and bring on your beef. There
will be a big pow wow tonight.
The Cheadle (1:42:06 PM): How dare ye cast
orders at the order caster! You throw bark at the tree, ye vile fiend! Do you
consider yourself friend or foe, tell me now!
Cowlovephoneya (1:43:57 PM): I consider myself
loyal to the bright side of the road and you fiend are on the DARK path.
The Cheadle (1:44:10 PM): You callin' me
black?
Cowlovephoneya (1:44:33 PM): Take a look at
yourself.
The Cheadle (1:44:50 PM): You'll see with me
Cowlovephoneya (1:52:44 PM): Don't fret. Your
shading has not changed you, only your mind. It is now your choice. You can
create your own Trove or you can spend your life failing in a chapter that hast
been written already.
The Ancient Pong Room hours later. Things seemed to whack out for some reason in.
Cowlovephoneya (7:44:24 PM): Cheadle messaged me
earlier
GefaStone (7:44:40 PM): really?
Cowlovephoneya (7:44:43 PM): I had a heart-to-heart with him
GefaStone (7:44:43 PM): what'd he say?
Cowlovephoneya (7:45:27 PM): I'm going to submitt it as my next Ultimate Challenge
Cowlovephoneya (7:49:04 PM): Dang it. I can't get into my E-mail
BlisterMania (7:49:54 PM): Fuck bit-torrent. I'm uploading at 14-17kbs and not
downloading JACK SHIT. WHY? HELP!
GefaStone (7:50:14 PM): you may not have
any seeds, man
nicklplated (7:50:27 PM): reduce your upload
rate, jared
GefaStone (7:50:36 PM): i'd change your
settings for "dialup/isdn"
nicklplated (7:50:47 PM): you may be maxing
it out, which will leave you no room for downloading
nicklplated (7:51:02 PM): remember you need
upload traffic for downloading too
Cheadle then messaged Sickly Oneback on AIM.
The Cheadle (7:48:48 PM): Hast though pondered the thoughts we spake of?
The Cheadle (7:49:01 PM): Where do your
loyalties lie?
The Cheadle (7:49:35 PM): I've crashed
Comcast, you may have difficulty reaching your email. AHAHAHAHAHAH!!!
The Cheadle (7:49:54 PM): Each day I inch
closer and closer to the Trove!!!
Cowlovephoneya (7:50:07 PM): Cheadle, you
bastard!!!
Cowlovephoneya (7:52:02 PM): Change books or
draw your sword.
The Cheadle (7:52:15 PM): I almost cut off my
foot with Excalibur
Cowlovephoneya (7:53:27 PM): For a moment I was
scared of you but now I realize you are just a worthless piece of shit.
Cowlovephoneya (7:53:53 PM): Ain't never going
to amount to nothing
Both contemplated their positions. Both wonderd which books to choose. The next chain of events took place in the Ancient Pong Room. There everyone contently chatted amongst ourselves until something terrible happened. The Cheadle found us.
(7:53:52 PM) The
Cheadle has entered the room.
The Cheadle (7:54:07 PM): I've found you all!
The Cheadle (7:54:13 PM): now you're all
mine!!!! AHAHAHAHH!
Cowlovephoneya (7:54:39 PM): oh no
nicklplated (7:54:41 PM): he's dead?
The Cheadle (7:55:02 PM): I've captured all
your screen names. you will all soon be bowing to The Cheadle!!!
The Cheadle (7:55:51 PM): Young Mason will be
forced to watch endless episodes of Will and Grace!!!!
The Cheadle (7:55:54 PM): AHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!
(7:56:03 PM) The Cheadle has left
the room.
Cowlovephoneya (7:56:22 PM): Cheadle is on a rampage!
GefaStone (7:56:36 PM): dang man, i think
he means it
Cowlovephoneya (7:56:51 PM): What can we do?
GefaStone (7:57:04 PM): the Apprenctice is
coming on. yall think of a plan while I go watch it
nicklplated (7:57:23 PM): you'll never win,
Cheadle
nicklplated (7:57:31 PM): you and me.
outside. right now
Cowlovephoneya (7:57:41 PM): OK but if he gets the Trove it's not my fault.
Cowlovephoneya (7:58:27 PM): Careful James he's got Excalibur.
Cowlovephoneya (7:59:35 PM): I think we scared him off.
nicklplated (8:00:14 PM): I've got a ball of
red cheese wax
nicklplated (8:00:26 PM): Excalibur is no
match for me
Cowlovephoneya (8:00:52 PM): Bo's got his check writing pen.
nicklplated (8:01:21 PM): brb.. food
Cowlovephoneya (8:05:50 PM): It's March 4th 2004. I'm left by my lonesome to consider
reconciliation from The Cheadle who has threatened to take over everything
Cowlovephoneya (8:06:44 PM): Bo went to watch a gay movie. James went to eat in the very
moment of battle.
Cowlovephoneya (8:07:23 PM): I for one Ain't never seen nothing like it. There is only
one two things that can be done.
Cowlovephoneya (8:09:47 PM): I must hand over the database.
Cowlovephoneya (8:11:25 PM): A sad Chinese midi track plays in the background
Back in AIM I messaged The Cheadle what he wanted.
Cowlovephoneya (8:21:15 PM): Cheadle enter your E-mail address here and you will
recieve the database for the Trove. http://arlogillam.com/
Back in “Pong”
nicklplated (8:12:43 PM): wait!
nicklplated (8:12:48 PM): don't do it!
nicklplated (8:13:06 PM): my chicken patties
are in the oven and I have 14 minutes before I have to leave again
nicklplated (8:13:09 PM): we can fight!
nicklplated (8:21:48 PM): /me sees Cheadle
lurking around in the shadows and throws a piece of pocket lint at him
nicklplated (8:22:07 PM): It's a direct hit.
Cowlovephoneya (8:22:20 PM): Slow your rolls Young Williamson. I got this one under
control.
Cowlovephoneya (8:22:33 PM): you probably hit a cat.
nicklplated (8:22:41 PM): no, it hit him in
the eye
nicklplated (8:22:49 PM): he said
"Ouch!"
Cowlovephoneya (8:23:15 PM): no way I've already sent him the information.
nicklplated (8:23:20 PM): why?!?
nicklplated (8:23:24 PM): are you on his
side?
nicklplated (8:23:28 PM): you sabatour
nicklplated (8:23:35 PM): I'm going to have
to fight the both of you
Cowlovephoneya (8:23:45 PM): I didn't say I sent the right info
nicklplated (8:23:49 PM): oh
nicklplated (8:23:53 PM): well did you?
Cowlovephoneya (8:24:19 PM): You'll see. I sent him something to remember
nicklplated (8:24:29 PM): is it a bomb?
Cowlovephoneya (8:24:59 PM): No worse, the wrath of Arlo Gilliam.
nicklplated (8:25:06 PM): 'doh!
nicklplated (8:25:35 PM): I need to work on
my UC
Cowlovephoneya (8:26:24 PM): soon he will be good buds with Arlo and will be entranced
by the site of his testicles.
Cowlovephoneya (8:27:07 PM): His mind will no longer be on the Trove.
Cowlovephoneya (8:27:30 PM): Nor will Bryan or Bo's.
nicklplated (8:31:12 PM): but what will
happen when arlo sticks his finger up Cheadle's butt?
BlisterMania (8:31:22 PM): Man! The wind is blowing really hard. kinda scary...
nicklplated (8:31:48 PM): it should do that
at the ghost hunt
Cowlovephoneya (8:32:00 PM): He'll like it.
The Outcome
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You've stopped me for now Trove People thanks to your bud Arlo. I am preoccupied now due to an offer by him that I couldn't resist. Still you can mark my words Trove People. I will cut the heads off of the everyone of ya for you have taken one of my eyes. HAHAHAHahahahah ha ha...My eye! My beloved eye. You will pay for this. MARK MY WORDS. |
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