Deathray delayed due to kittens: Anthrocon is a wierd scene man ((but awsome))

Well my brief stint in the animal kingdom has come to a close, after braving the wild Pennsylvanian hills and fending off and bartering with the indigenous Amish tribes I've returned to the lab. The first day, to be safe, i sent my associate Pandismo to scope out the place.













A couple of shady characters, but the shark seemed nice. So with my safety assured, i descended on the masses.

Then this happened. Son of a bitch. But being sexed up by a giant chicken and eaten aside ((which i am not necessarily complaining about)), i was their on a mission, to gather funds to for my glorious Death ray. But i became side tracked, i slowly came to the conclusion that some how the internet had manifested itself and formed into a congested cloud of meme's and fur suits and Glow-sticks, and ripped through dimensions. You ever see that movie Pulse? no? good. It kind of sucked, BUT its basically about ghosts living in the internet or something like that and i think it was the 3G network that tore through dimensions and they got out. Well its kind of like that, except things like courage wolf and pedo bear got out. That poorly worded description took me two hours to come up with, that is how hard this is to explain. I was confused and bewildered and i loved every moment of it.





















I dove right in to celebration, Immersed myself into the furry culture. Much to my surprise, it was actually working. I preached my cause, i swore that they could use my Death ray. It couldn't have possibly gone smoother, I had made over eleven dollars! But then it happened. Kittens man. They tore through me like tissue paper, the Fayette Friends of Animals, a wonderful organization that takes care of animals in need had a booth set up and from the moment i passed by those stupid adorable kittens my plan was as good as foiled. All of the money i worked so hard to get, partying and receiving hugs and booze, gone. So i left with nothing, my funds given to the kittens and my death ray no where near completion, but don't worry ol' rowdy will figure something out.
http://www.fayettefriendsofanimals.net/ in the meanwhile, check out this charities web site and see about tossing a buck or two to help some hard up animals.

HA HA! Anthrocon! Of course!

As i sat their in the woods, hoping that somehow i would obtain enough funds for an axe to chop down this bitch tree, I suddenly realized: its time to take action. So I thought to myself, where was the last place I spent a gratuitous amount of money? At a Con! Its so obvious! but where where can i...okay you know what? You read the title, you know where I'm going with this. Anthrocon. The perfect setting for a decent bird like myself, surrounded by like minded lycans and lagomorphs ((if your unfamilar with that term, you need more Sam and Max in your diet)). With the help of my Man-servant Pandisimo, i shall wonder the Be-furred floor and do anything, and i mean anything, for the sum of one dollar. In fact for all those willing to donate and take a sweet ((and possibly explicit)) photo with me, I shall take them and put them on THE Internet, that's right, THAT Internet, i know...its awesome, but i just happen to have one of those kind of connections that enable me to connect to the "world wide web"...thats right...WORLD...you'll be like, famous. All proceeds given shall go to feed the hungry, clothe the naked, naked the clothed and of course complete my Death-ray that if you contribute to will be allowed to use on alternate weekends between nine and four. So here's hoping i see you you their! that's right! I'm talking to you specifically...uh...buddy!

Rowdy's First Donation (Rowdy buys a hammer) AKA Rowdy builds a Death-Ray Pt. 1

Well folks I've received my first donation of one dollar. So to my generous contributor I've decided to make him something practical, something useful, something important. I'm also assuming that the contributor is a enormous Tesla fan, so I'm building them a death ray. Well, actually...I'm building ME a death ray, but they are welcome to use it.

Quickly! To the lab!

Now, to build this I'm going to need the boss of the tools, a hammer, Which I will take to the business end of a projection screen television. Projection Screen T.Vs are stupid, they give the illusion of being a big screen T.V. but they are not. Saying "I have a big screen T.V. " and having it be a projection screen is like saying "I have a new Video game" and then whipping out a TIGER electronic hand held game. This was not only for my own personal satisfaction. I needed the lenses inside,
a big ass mirror (which now stands handsomely above my dresser)
and lastly check this out! It's a giant 3 1/2 by 2 1/2 magnifying glass!
Fuck you ants!

So with the crucial machinery already handled, I require material to build a frame so its off to the woods! Fuck you lumber yard!
But I've come to find although dismantling a television with a hammer is quite easy and fun, dismantling a tree is not.

Damn. I'm Stuck.

I need an axe in my inventory screen if I'm going to finish this. I need donations to get an axe and I need to build this death ray to wrap this up...hmm...I better wait here in the woods till this works itself out...Someone please help!

Rowdy Penn Penn Exaviour Trinnidad The Third: A look back into tommarows future, only its happening right now.

Hello Friends, my name is Rowdy and I'm a plastic penguin. I've come far for an inanimate object, I have as beautiful wife named Trixie, two children named Salt & Pepper, named after my love for 90's contemporary hip hop and also what they are filled with, it was a startling coincidence. Now to the point, i have i request of you and before i get to it allow me to ask you, how many times do you take your wallet/pocket book out in a given day/week and dealt the contents of it out to the people you know and the grocery store/ hookers and the gin factory. Well what if i told you that theirs something else for your money to go too, i know, your excited already. For the meager sum of one dollar given to me insures that I will be in the possession of that dollar, i can promise this. How much money do you give to friends and family to ensure they don't stop loving you? The amount can litterally be in the tens of fifties but it doesn't have to be that way. What if i promised you that i will provide you with the same love as your dead beat kids or parents for a staggeringly lower amount then your paying now, plus a snappy picture of me and my family thanking you in some random location somewhere by doing something. Whats that? be more vague you say? what are you some kind of jerk?...I've forgot who's Hypothetically asking all these questions me or you. Your Dollar will goes towards things like, Convenience store burritos, fireworks, and dollar shot night at Stationary Joes bar for inanimate objects. I'm not very good at thinking of ways to end things.