From: 9109214g@lux.latrobe.edu.au (Gyre)
Newsgroups: rec.games.video.arcade
Subject: Re: SF2: THE QUEST TO SAVE CHUN-LI
Date: 14 Apr 92 02:03:59 GMT
Organization: La Trobe University

In article <1992Apr13.014701.39292@kuhub.cc.ukans.edu> 2frjflog@kuhub.cc.ukans.edu writes:
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>Can anyone explain this strange experience:
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>     I was playing the computer and it was Chun Li.  She was kicking my but. 
>She then proceeded to daze me.  I was on my last 50 cents and I made a slight 
>verbal prayer, asking Chun Li to spare me.  Just then SF2:TCE began to talk to
>me in a seductive coarse female voice.  It was nothing like Chun's usual high 
>freaky junior high voice. Then Chun Li said to me, "I have seen you playing 
>here for several weeks.  I have seen you master other humans, as well as the 
>brain of this machine which is my master.  Then the computer started to glow. 
>     Out stepped Chun, she was weeping.  She said "Evil Capcom administrators 
>have captured my soul and thrust me into this vile appliance.  For years now, 
>I have been forced to watch snotty little boys, who pick their nose, and do 
>whatever other nasty things with their hands jerk me around this computer 
>like a puppet.  They have laughed when the other characters looked up my skirt.
>Well, DAMN IT, I am sick of this.  It is not me, nor is it my fault.  I am a 
>beautiful girl, a queen in my own country.  Now in this pathetic existence, I
>am forced to yell "me..me..ya kick" an show my spandex underwear to all the 
>horny boys in the world.  I  hate this existence.  I hate touching all those 
>sweaty men, I hate being smacked and thrown, and flamed, and kicked, and dazed,
>and teased, and electrocuted.  Each time I think I have finally died, and may 
>rest in peace, some creep sticks in another quarter and I am resurrected again,
>yet only to fight. Fight, him, throw him, kick him. Ohhh.....my thighs are so
>tired.  I don't know how much longer I can live with this.  I hate it.  I never
>liked fighting, SEX was my thing.  That is why I am so strong.  I can handle 
>the best man in the world in the bed.  But the evil designers fell in love 
>with my thighs and my heaving boobs and snatched my soul.  My body is buried
>is Peking in a basement of one of the evil designers.  Oh I hate this life, I
>am aching for a real man.  For that FEELING again.  When I can laugh and really
>mean it.  Don't mistake me, I am as kinky as they come.  I like wips and 
>thongs, and spikes, and to be blindfolded"...
>
(lots of sexual stuff deleted)
>Well that is my story.  It was great sex, but my wife knows something is 
>wrong, ever since I make her wear studded bras and spandex panties.  Please, 
>if any of you masters think that you can last 456 rounds against Bison, and 
>then masturbate in public and handle Anal noogies please contact me.  I have
>to save that dame, and have her do another me-me-ya-fuck to my face. Please I
>am desperate.  Please contact me.
>
>-"chun-liless CHRIS LYMAN".....2frjflog@kuhub.cc.ukans.edu"
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>'Oh where have you gone my beauty"....I shall weep forever more....
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Don't things like this belong to alt.sex?
This group is for video arcade realities , not some half baked fantasies
about it!  Man! You get some real weirdos in here!

-Derek aka Gyre    9109214g@lux.latrobe.edu.au