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Working. You just heard about the scandal,
didn't you?
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HOMEWORLD SCREAM!!!
"Greetings, Girl-Grabbing and -Groping
Gits of the Party Scene and welcome to Homeworld Scream: all the news that's
fit to broadbeam and
*then* we give you the better bits! Now, we're getting good. Sleaze, scandal, and the prospect of bloodshed to come. I told you Homeworld
wouldn't let us down.
"I'm happy to be Yomglat Frenoodle,
because it's a Kimmy month and that means trouble of the best sort.
"Let's clear the sludge, first. In the second week of the month, Paul Indigo
visited the Red Dwarf. Like he
wouldn't.
"Then we get to week three and see one
of our more notable Guardians trying to suck up to the Imperial Admiration Society. Well, gotta hand
it to him, if you're going to go, go big in
the brown-nose department-- aieeAAAGGHH, my BRAIN, my BRAIN'S EXPLODING-- nah,
just kidding, folks.
Anyway, Morty Viccar's getting up in the
world, but the IAS gave him a resounding "no", until he'd done
something for the Empire that would
make the old farts sit up and take
notice. Still, they didn't
blackball him, so he's still got a shot, there. I guess Morty can handle the week
per month services that they'll be demanding
of him.
"'Slinger' Indigo spent the third week
at his other regular haunt, the Purple Turtle, with his usual rainbow of
females. As a matter of fact,
the new slang term, at the Turtle, for female
cruisers, is 'Indigo's Harem Girls'.
Whatever he's slinging, he must be slinging it well.
Still, makes you wonder how long before one
of them gets jealous and pops a vibroshiv into his back?
"Now, it gets good. The party scene's been mourning Kimmy,
Ms Clothing-Challenged of the Fourth Millenium, ever since she hooked up
with Car-Veth, also known as That Crazed
Bloodletter, especially to Heiney.
Well, let no-one say that Luca Carlotti lets a little thing
like survival deter him from the woman of his
dreams. Well, at least the woman
of his girlie-holos. He dropped by
Kimmy's transparent,
plastic-walled apartment, in the Neon Glow
District. It was easy to tell that
she was in as [remainder of sentenced viciously edited by the St.
Augustine virus. Apologies to our readers.]
"Well, Luca pitched his woo and Kimmy
caught it and he caught her. It wasn't
easy, though. Kimmy's been
infailingly faithful to Car-Veth,
since he's been away, and reportedly said, 'I
couldn't possibly engage is a torrid, sensuous, sweat-drenched relationship
with another sophont,
when I'm so dedicated to
what's-his-name.' To which Luca
reportedly said, 'Hey, you want a drink, or what?' Well, with repartee like that,
Kimmy was doomed. She barely remembered to dry off and repaint her BodyGlo (tm),
before running off to her upstairs rooms with Luca.
Spoilsport opaqued the windows and there was
almost a riot in the streets.
Later, they were seen-- well, we'll get there.
In the last week of the month, Heinrich
Schwartzenberg put in his time with the Galactic CoC, voiding parking tickets
for underprivileged,
immigrant Exoslorghs, from Muta V. Now that they know that they can't rest
their 4 meter bodies in parking slots, while inhaling the vent
fumes in Industrial Sector, he shouldn't have
to do that kind of charity again.
"Following the philosophy of 'if you've
got something that used to be someone else's, flaunt it, Luca Carlotti squired
Kimmy to the Red Dwarf,
where they danced and drank the night away. Kimmy's Karaoke rendition of Harly Ellis-son's 'I Have No
Clothes And I Must Preen' was
poorly-received by the crowd, by the time she
got to her 30th performance. They
were pretty happy for the first 29, but then taste
reasserted itself, or maybe they all just had
to run to the bathroom. Soaking up the vibes in the club was, also, none other
than 'Slinger'
Indigo.
Oh-oh, the babe magnet and sticky-fingers Luca's babe, in the same
room. Let's see, Car-veth will
want to carve Luca's eth; maybe
next month Luca will want to put Paul in a
sling? Still, Paul behaved himself
and gave no sign of lusting after Luca's woman, so maybe he'll
just wait until Luca and Car-Veth nuke each
other, what say?
"Who, me, cause trouble? Puh-LEEEEESE..."
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LIFESTYLES OF THE RICH AND-- WELL, FRANKLY,
RICH IS GOOD ENOUGH.
"Greetings, erudite gentlesophonts. Once again, I, Parsiphal Llewellyn Etcetera-Fertangge
would love to regale you with the doings of those far
beyond your meager social strata. Regrettably, there was but one event, among the newer glitterati, in the final
week of the month. Once more
selecting the Nebula as his venue, Astre
Tears-Sarte brought his companion Elizabeth out on the town, and the two
impressed the elegant
regulars with their joie de vivre, their
savoir-faire, their panache, and several more Ancient French Clichés. Certainly, these two can put
the Bon into Vivant. Homeworld's Uppers will follow their
doings with interest."