A reliable source has passed some very interesting information my way and I had to share. My source is now in grave danger after penitrating this group, so is now living on the streets desguised as a smelly, drunken hobo.
MP1: I picture him as a short, portly fellow with a sly, lizard-like grin. His eyes are a peircing blue and dart about wildly. In his left pocket is a piece of cheese, in his right is a pile of sand. That's how cool this cat is.
MP2: A quiet fellow with just a touch of class. Tall and powerful in stature, he commands respect, yet gets little. His most prominent feature is his big red nose and clown-like shoes.
MP3: Thinks he's special due to his musical name format. Loud, stinky, dirty and sexy, he always lights up a room. Unfortunately, being without legs has always caused him to be looked down upon. Playing piano and licking his nose, he sings the sweetest of songs.
Mp4: This one's a real piece of work ( even by MP standards). His hair is long in the back, bald in the front. His long, grizzled mustache is stained three different colors from smoke, coffee and an unkown brown substance. His one redeaming quality is sadly also his biggest downfall; he can remove both of his eyballs.
MP5: Rumour has it that this one was once a great painter who traveled throughout Old Europe gathering fruit. It is said that he once commanded a great sailing ship in his younger years. Now, a little older and a lot more smelly, he wanders about cybersapce with a meatball in his head.
MP6: More intelligent than anyone in the known universe, he was a shoe-in for the Mod Squad. Nothing gets past him....not even his own light reflection. A SERIOUS force, not to be screwed with. I'm even a little afraid as I type this.
MP7: He drinks lemonaid and gatorade, but only the powdered kind. Severe nerve damage has caused him to always have an expression on his face that can only be descibed as a permanent "shocked" look.......as though someone just popped a balloon in his face and then stomped on his toes. None of the other Mods like him.
MP8: Part dog, part man. His nose can smell out a rat and his four little legs can run it down. His dog self longs for a master, but his human self will not allow it. Instead he spends his days puzzling over the intricasies of dog/human love relationships and his side job as a Big Foot investigator.
