|
|
|
The Official F*ckin' Website of the AFP
Big Joe of Dazil asks: You guys used to be such party animals. What happened?
Slush: We still party, we're just off the hard shit. Rhys got sick of scrapin our asses off the cement floor and cleanin up after us is what happened, dude.
Darcy: Speak for yourself, asswipe. My ass never got scraped. You were the one who was pukin all over the fuckin place and having them fuckin flip out sessions. I was never out of control.
Slush: See what horse does? Fucks up your memory, man. Darcy don't even remember all the shit he did.
Rhys: Okay, cool it, both of you. The basic answer, Joe, is that drugs ain't the answer and doin the shit got in the way of our music. We still relax with a little weed and beer and shit, but we got our focus back now.
Darcy: Everybody but Flixx, but he ain't never been focused to begin with.
Flixx: ... Huh?
Slush: Batman's on, Flixx. Lay off Flixx, Darcy!
Darcy: Shut up, faggot!
Slush: I ain't a faggot, faggot! You shut up!
Rhys: Next question?
Veronica Medley of Bledavik asks: What was I going to ask again?
Darcy: Shit. Roni, write the fuckin question down, you can't even remember your own damn phone number.
Rhys: She doesn't have to, it's on every men's room stall. Why don't you come back when you remember, okay, Roni?
Veronica: Right. Sure thing, Rhys. What am I supposed to remember again?
Darcy: GET OUT OF HERE! Damn fucking airhead porn star!
Bart Fatima of Bledavik asks: Hey duuuuudes! Party on! Okay, who was the biggest influence on your music?
Rhys: Heya imperial dude! Great question. Early on I'd have to say I was influenced by the great rock and roll bands of Earth in the 1970s. Definately David Bowie. But AFP is its own force, we try to stay original and do our own thing.
Darcy: You got that damn straight. We ain't no fuckin copycat band.
Flixx: But I thought you liked Metallica, Darcy.
Darcy: Fuck those studio whores, man! They had some decent shit but they got too fuckin big in the head! Darcy Ruyard don't play nobody else's shit!
Rhys: Um, yeah. What about you, Slush?
Slush: Ramones. I like the Ramones. And Elements. But I ain't influenced. I just go out and play what Rhys and Darc tell me to play.
Flixx: I like Batman, dude! Well, not the Bat, he's got a stick up his ass. But like the Joker, he's cool. And Harley.
Darcy: ... You dipshit, that's a fuckin comic book, not a band. Jesus fuckin Christ.
Slush: Lay off him, man, he's influenced by what he's influenced by.
Flixx: ... I like the Joker.
Rhys: .. That's cool, Flixx. Okay, next question?
Vydain Kolourion of Sylphae asks: When are you going to move that frumpy monstrosity of a car into the garage? It's an outrage! And that's Prince Vydain, by the way.
Rhys: Vya, this is supposed to be questions about the band. Not for disputes between neighbors.
Darcy: Yeah, asshole. Not to mention ain't nobody gonna see our truck what with being blinded by your fucking dayglo house. Now shut your faggot mouth before I shut it for you.
Rhys: ... Darcy..
Slush: I'm gonna go put the hummer in the garage.
Vydain: Why you insignificant worthless pile of uncoordinated fashion faux pas. As if you could even compare my unique exterior design to that eyesore of a transport that's sitting on the street to destroy the aesthetics of the entire neighborhood!
Flixx: I'm comin with you, Slush, wait up.
Darcy: You wanna piece of me, faggot? Don't even fucking answer that. The Puppetmobile is a work of fine fucking art!
Rhys: Enough about the hummer? Next question.
Vydain: It's more of a macho effort to compensate for your obvious deficincies in the manhood area, Darcy. Next time you drive over my flowerbed, by the way, I will be forced to put my boot up your gaping arse.
Rhys: Bye, Vydain. Darcy, come back here! ..... Okay, I'm here by myself for the moment, but I'll take any question -about the band- that you have to ask.
Crystal Harcourt of Bledavik asks: Hi guys! Dang. Well, hi Rhys! You're so cute. Anyway, um.. my question is.. um.. how did you guys meet?
Rhys: Hiya, Crys. Well, Flixx and Slush've known each other since they were about 12 and 13. I didn't meet them until a few years later after I left home and was livin on the streets. They were playin street corners for change from the suits but I could tell they knew their shit musically. I followed them back to the parking garage they were living in and we jammed for a while, then decided we'd stick together. We got some gigs in clubs and shit, then a couple years after that we were playin an underground club and Slush got into a fight with this guy who beat the shit out of our drummer at the time. The cops came and broke it up and took Slush and the guy in. By the time I'd bailed Slush out the next night, he'd found out the guy was a kickass drummer. I asked if he wanted to join the band since our drummer had quit and that's how we got Darcy. Oh, great, Slush and Flixx are back now.
Flixx: Dude, Darcy and Vya're out on the front lawn kickin each other's asses.
Slush: Let it go, bro. I already called Ciel, he'll break it up and deal with the injuries.
Rhys: ... Anyway....
Veronica Medley of Bledavik asks: Okay, I wrote it down this time. My question is, um, if you guys are at gag and you lick together, do you lake slip with each other or what?
Slush: ... What?
Rhys: Roni, what the hell are you talking about? Shit. She can write but she can't read?
Veronica: Oh, wait! It's 'If you guys are all gay and you live together, do you, like, sleep with each other or what?'
Slush: Roni, we ain't all gay.
Rhys: .... O.. kay. Roni, here's the deal, okay? A couple of us are a bit more open to the gender of our partners than most, but we're like bros, so no, we don't sleep with each other.
Slush: ... She's slept with all of us. She thinks we're gay?
Flixx: Did I sleep with her?
Rhys: Who hasn't slept with her?
Darcy: I'm not a faggot, bitch!
Rhys: Welcome back, Darcy. Don't bleed on the keyboard. Roni, Darcy's not even bi.
Flixx: He's not?
Darcy: No, I'm not, dipshit! Slush is the faggot!
Slush: ...What? Dude, I'm engaged. To a chick.
Darcy: What about when you were screwing Flixx?
Rhys: He wasn't screwing Flixx. Fuck, this is all getting out of control. Darcy, he was just pretending he was together with Flixx to keep the fags off him. Slush ain't gay either.
Flixx: .. There's something wrong with being gay?
Slush: No, bro. Read your comic book. Darcy, just shut up and stop being an asshole.
Darcy: Don't tell me to shut up you faggot bitch asswipe!
Rhys: Both of you shut up! Flixx, it's okay, they're not gonna fight. Okay, we got time for one more question.
Muriel Homak of Bledavik asks: Hi boys! Okay, this is just curiosity, really, but you've got really interesting hair. Can you tell me why you've chosen your particular looks?
Darcy: Why is she asking about our fuckin hair? You wanna know how I get this look? I don't fuckin do anything to it, okay? I ain't no fuckin prissy fag who spends time in front of the mirror to get a fuckin 'look' so I can be cool.
Rhys: Okay, Darcy, I think that's pretty obvious. Well, as for me, it was sort of an accident. I smoked somethin I thought was weed and it wasn't and Haru asked if I'd like to have my hair dyed and he grabbed the green. It's growing out now, but it sorta looks cool.
Darcy: ... Your fuckin boyfriend dyed your hair green? Shit. I knew Tophat was a wierdo, but..
Rhys: Don't talk about Haru like that, Darcy. Anyway, Flixx used to have his hair orange because he likes that color, but it's sort of going all different colors because it's been bleached and dyed a lot.
Darcy: And it's all different lengths because the dipshit keeps getting gum stuck in it and we gotta cut it out.
Slush: Don't call him a dipshit!
Flixx: I think it looks cool.
Rhys: Yeah, it looks cool, bro, don't sweat it. I don't know why Slush shaved his head.
Slush: Cause it's my head. I felt like shaving it.
Darcy: That is so fucking stupid!
Slush: Shove it up your ass, bitch.
Darcy: That's it, you fuckin faggot!
Rhys: Okay, hey, it was cool talkin to our fans and we'll do it again soon. We gotta go now. Later dudes! Darcy, stop choking Slush!
If you have a question you'd like to submit to the AFP Q&A, send it to AFP@trof.net.
|
|
|
|
|
Index | Jump Page | Artwork | Writing | IRC & FFRP | Characters | Dragonlance | Squaresoft | Goodies | The Mall Guestbook | Links | Link to Us | Rings & Awards | TROF Ring | Credits | Site History | Contact Text and Web Layout
©2000 Elisa
Jaraba |
||
