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This is the biography of Rachel that I made up one day. It was in 100% accurate.
 
This is the biography of Rachel that I made up one day. It was in 100% accurate.
  
''''Rachel Cristal Lemonjellow Lebron Anais "Euripides Pants, Eumenides Pants" Maniwetz-Shuyler was born in Wyoming on August 4th, 1984, to a lowly goat herder and his masculine-looking wife. They died in a tragic and suspicious goating accident when she was but a babe (though, of course, she still is), so she spent her formative years in a crowded Indian orphanage. Eventually, she was adopted by a hamster and a man who grew elderberries, who took her into the deep, deep backwoods village of Pittsburg. There she lived a life of quiet desperation, her soul slowly sinking into despair, her mind overcome with deep, existential angst--until, one day--one glorious day--she took her SATs, and got a perfect score.
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quote Rachel Cristal Lemonjellow Lebron Anais "Euripides Pants, Eumenides Pants" Maniwetz-Shuyler was born in Wyoming on August 4th, 1984, to a lowly goat herder and his masculine-looking wife. They died in a tragic and suspicious goating accident when she was but a babe (though, of course, she still is), so she spent her formative years in a crowded Indian orphanage. Eventually, she was adopted by a hamster and a man who grew elderberries, who took her into the deep, deep backwoods village of Pittsburg. There she lived a life of quiet desperation, her soul slowly sinking into despair, her mind overcome with deep, existential angst--until, one day--one glorious day--she took her SATs, and got a perfect score.
  
 
Her obvious geniosity led her to CTY--a place that she loved so much that she lied about her age and stayed there for years, hibernating in the janitor's closet during the school year and only coming out when CTY came into session. That is how she kept her youth and vitality. During her years at CTY, she introduced the game of Silent Football and gave the lunch ladies the idea of turning children into potatoes--something she had done herself every year to give her sustenance during her long hibernation.  
 
Her obvious geniosity led her to CTY--a place that she loved so much that she lied about her age and stayed there for years, hibernating in the janitor's closet during the school year and only coming out when CTY came into session. That is how she kept her youth and vitality. During her years at CTY, she introduced the game of Silent Football and gave the lunch ladies the idea of turning children into potatoes--something she had done herself every year to give her sustenance during her long hibernation.  
  
She is beloved almost as much at Betty, the lunch lady with the cheery "He-Lo!" every morning. When people say, "Would you act like that at home?" she can confidently answer yes--for, indeed, CTY is her home.''''
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She is beloved almost as much at Betty, the lunch lady with the cheery "He-Lo!" every morning. When people say, "Would you act like that at home?" she can confidently answer yes--for, indeed, CTY is her home. unquote

Latest revision as of 21:46, 23 September 2006

Hey, I'm Rachel, otherwise known as Euripides Pants Eumenidies Pants. I'm a proud member of the Cult of Godzilla (although I was never tagged with a letter, which might make me something of a sub-member) and I *did* introduce The Game to the Carlisle Campus. I'm a flying squirrel--I was at JHU in '05 and Carlisle in '06. I enjoy the classical poets, long walks on the beach, and nunchuks.

A note from Sharon:

This is the biography of Rachel that I made up one day. It was in 100% accurate.

quote Rachel Cristal Lemonjellow Lebron Anais "Euripides Pants, Eumenides Pants" Maniwetz-Shuyler was born in Wyoming on August 4th, 1984, to a lowly goat herder and his masculine-looking wife. They died in a tragic and suspicious goating accident when she was but a babe (though, of course, she still is), so she spent her formative years in a crowded Indian orphanage. Eventually, she was adopted by a hamster and a man who grew elderberries, who took her into the deep, deep backwoods village of Pittsburg. There she lived a life of quiet desperation, her soul slowly sinking into despair, her mind overcome with deep, existential angst--until, one day--one glorious day--she took her SATs, and got a perfect score.

Her obvious geniosity led her to CTY--a place that she loved so much that she lied about her age and stayed there for years, hibernating in the janitor's closet during the school year and only coming out when CTY came into session. That is how she kept her youth and vitality. During her years at CTY, she introduced the game of Silent Football and gave the lunch ladies the idea of turning children into potatoes--something she had done herself every year to give her sustenance during her long hibernation.

She is beloved almost as much at Betty, the lunch lady with the cheery "He-Lo!" every morning. When people say, "Would you act like that at home?" she can confidently answer yes--for, indeed, CTY is her home. unquote