Qualapec the She-Wolf

Yeah sure, if you give me an email adress I'll send something in. ~She-Wolf

Well, I don't know if it was the show or the movie, but the guy who won a gold metal for America in the speed skating department was talked too after he won and he said he watched Dukes of Hazzard right before the race. He said it relaxed him so much he just went out there and won. That cool or what? ~She-Wolf

I wanna see a Dukes x Resident Evil cross. Anyone who has any idea what I'm talking about raise your hand. ~She-Wolf

The writer director and actors, did to Dukes of Hazzard what Paul Anderson and Milla Jovovich did to Resident Evil. In other words they completely mocked a good thing and can you say crap! Jessica Simpson as Daisy Duke! Common! Just because they're trying to modernize it doesn't mean the new Daisy has to be blond. :x ~She-Wolf

"Mommy is the Gowwilla dead?" The irritating thing about this is it was in the movie theater. So this kid was talking out loud and their mom wasn't doing anything about it. ~She-Wolf

I won't be able to go. ~She-Wolf

Bo and Luke were tuning up on the General. Bo was changing the oil, and Luke was busy with the spark plugs. It was midday, neither of them had shirts on, it was just too hot. Daisy stepped off the porch with Uncle Jesse, "Hey boys, we're heading up to fix the fence. You know how the farmers are loosing livestock to the Coyotes." "I don't know whats got into them, they ain't never been this bold before," Luke said, resting on the side of the General. His cousin shrugged, "Rabies?" "Well it's a possibility, but if they were rabbid they wouldn't have eaten the meat, and they wouldn't have been working in a pack." "That's right," Uncle Jesse said, "They'd be too busy trying to rip and tear at each other than working to take down a cow." Uncle Jesse and Daisy drove off for the far Western fence. Luke nodded to Bo as he slid his shirt on, "Cummon, we gotta pick up some groceries for Uncle Jesse." "Right," Bo said, "I'll head to the butchers in the Dixie." "Uh Bo, your shirt." The blond man looked down, his shirt wasn't buttoned up, "Cummon Luke, it's too hot!" "Fine, but if Rosco nails you on indecient exposure don't come crying to me." Bo smiled and hopped in Dixie. ***** Angelica looked at her brother, sprawled out on the bed, the blinds were closed, and their room was dark, the only light was the glow that came through the blinds. It wasn't enough to hurt Chris. She pulled her leather jacket on, it was really Chris's, which was obvious because it came down past the black miniskirt. It was hot as hell out there, but she needed a place to keep the Berretta. She couldn't risk being without it. Off to the butchers...He'll be hungry when he wakes up. Vampires couldn't live off animal blood forever, he would have to feed eventually, but they would keep him strong for about a week. The real risk was waiting too long to feed then he might take to much, or attack someone he didn't mean to. If he went more than a week and a half without human blood the sight of blood could set him off and he could kill someone he didn't mean to. CUE anyone who cares ~She-Wolf

I also remember something about the episode where Lukes brother showed up. Luke said his mother and baby brother died in a hospital fire. As to why they'd all be in a car at the same time, they might have been going on a vacation or out to dinner together and got hit by a truck... ; man I paint a pretty picture... ~She-Wolf

Count Dracula...infamous as the creature of the night. A man who fed on the villagers. Who drank their blood and ate their flesh. Immortal, spare the touch of sunlight or the wrath of a stake. Van helsing...the hero who killed Dracula, said to live for ridding the land of evil. What they don't tell you is that Dracula was the hero of the story... Angelica Walker and her brother Chris, were sitting on the bus. She stared out the window. "So the virus has spread to humans?" She was brunette, with her hair bound behind her in a waist length braid. Her eyes were a beautiful blue. 27 years old, her brother was 32. "Yeah, it's moving faster than anyone could have predicted." "We're going back to the middle ages. Where anyone could become a werewolf...I hope this bus reaches Hazzard before daylight, or you'll be in a world of trouble." He smiled, his hair was jet black and stuck up just barely in front, while her's was dark brown. His grin exposed his fangs, "Don't worry Angie. We'll have pleanty of time to find a hotel room. Remember, be ready for trouble, lots of demons and werewolves know our faces like the backs of their hands." "Silver tipped bullets are ready," she pulled out her gun. A semi-auto 9mm Berretta. "But the trigger's been catching on me." Again Chris smiled, she was the only one in the world who could make him smile...not since Megan... "Here sis, let me have a look-see." CUE (Just to clarify, Chris is a full fledged Vampire, Angelica isn't.) ~She-Wolf

My first exposure was when I read something in Anime Insider. Talking about what Dukes would be like if it were an anime. I googled it and got interested. Both my parents hate it. And my mom just roled her eyes when I started watching on CMT. She of course thought the show was totally stupid. Don't worry ya'll, she's warmed up to it since then and I think she's really starting to like it. The first couple episodes I saw were the ones with Coy and Vance. When Bo and Luke showed up I didn't like them at first because I'd just gotten used to Coy and Vance. I didn't watch for a while, then I decided to give em' a chance and flipped to CMT. The first scene I saw was them seeing Rosco's car in the lake and thinking he was dead. So I sorta fell in love with them after that. ~She-Wolf

*day of the execution* Bo danganled there. He fought hard, but couldn't escape the slipknot. Luke struggled as well, watching, unable to do anything. His mind was trying to figure any way out of this. Rosco and Enos's guns might have enough to take out all of them. But there would be no guarantee Luke would get to either one before those M16s could start firing into the crowd. Bo was loosing strength. His struggles were dimming. I have to do something...To hell with death. I couldn't live if I let them take him from me without a fight. CUE anyone ~She-Wolf

Chase scene: I don't really have one, I love them all. Fave Bo scene: oh crap, I have so many. Alright, I'll pick one. The ep. Bo Hogg, when he trips and falls. It really got me going emotionally because he just looked so lifeless there. ~She-Wolf

Only if they were to be done in Manga/anime style. I can't stand the artwork in Marvel type things. ~She-Wolf

"Why do I feel so dizzy?" Rosco asked when he awoke the next morning. The nurse smiled, "The morphine." "When will I get the word on my arm?" "The doctor still needs to run a couple blood tests to see if there are any clots. You're sceduled for surgery as soon as you're cleared." Everyone had left the previous night, Rosco sighed, Boss had said he'd visit him today. Enos wouldn't, being to busy upholing the law by himself. Suddenly there was a knock at his door, the Sheriff imediatly lightened up. "Who's there?" Daisy opened the door, Brooke behind her. "Hey Rosco, think there's someone here who wants to see you." Luke Stepped around them and into the room, holding Flash. Rosco smiled as he reached over with his good arm to take the basset hound. Bo limped in behind them, leaning on the wall, "I'd sure love to stick around, but I gotta meet with the theripist." He shot Rosco a quick smile and left. ***** He hated visits to his theripist. The man was doing little good, but Boss was paying for it so it didn't cost his family anything. CUE ~She-Wolf

Isn't true he was one of the co-founders of Children's miricle network? Or something like that? ~She-Wolf

When everyone else had already gone to the lobby for whatever reason, Bo remained in Rosco's room sitting by Rosco's bedside. Seemingly entranced by the steady 'beep' of the heart monitor. Bo gritted his teath as the pain in his leg fired up again. "T-that looks like it hurts..." The soft voice came from Rosco, making Bo smile through the pain. "Rosco! You're awake." "I...need you to forgive me...if that ain't too much to ask. What happened to your leg. I'm so sorry." "...No fault of yours..." Rosco found himself suprised by Bo's forgiveness, "...Oh god I must be diein'!" The sherrif exclaimed, paniced. Bo shook his head. "No. Don't worry. I was wrong to be such an ass. I was bitter, heck, I still am. I'll never walk right again Rosco, you need to understand that kind of hatred doesn't leave easily, but it does leave with time." Bo stood and limped around to the window, staring blankly into the storm, "Rosco...Cooter told me about the night of the accident. How filled with guilt you were and still are...I'm in constant pain Rosco. I wasn't bitter toward you for taking my leg, I was bitter because you didn't take my life..." Rosco was shocked hearing this. "I don't wanna live like this," Bo continued, then glanced at Rosco, a sad smile on his face, "But it ain't like I have much of a choice. It's either live like this or die." He had taken to staring out the window again, "And I don't know about you, but I think I'll take life over death any day." "So...you're better now?" Rosco asked. "Better? No, I can't fight, I can't run, and I can barely drive. In all honesty I wanted to go back to the NASCAR circuit but...but they think a cripple is too much of a liability. I'm stuck in Hazzard and I'm afraid. If I can't do any of the things I used to then I won't be able to clear my name or such, I'm the weakest Duke in the clan now..." "I understand..." Rosco said admirably, "You can't fight back anymore, so you're afraid you'll become a liability to your family." Bo nodded, "Not only that but if I can't clear my name then I'll go to jail. You should take what I'm about to say as a warning. I can live with my leg the way it is, but I can't-won't live if I lose my freedom as well." he turned to Rosco, seeming to be angrier than he had all night, except when he duked it out with Cooter. "I swear if I go to jail, I'll kill myself if only to spite you." Rosco nodded, "I understand...you have my word, that you won't be taken advantage of because of your injury. I swear on my momma's grave." Grinning at the older man Bo said, "That's all I could ask for..." CUE ANYONE OOC: Alright ya'll, sorry I haven't been on in *thinks* quite some time. So yeah, sorry again for lack of updates. ~She-Wolf

I agree with that. Schneider is the only reason I watch...well yeah, that and the bare chest shots... ~She-Wolf

The respect of random people. Anyway, you're forgetting the Lana might die. She is the one who harbors the evil spirit, it's possible the only way to get rid of the witch-person is to kill Lana. There's no hard-core proof that it is going to be John's character. ~She-Wolf

If you think they're gonna care you're all nuts. ~She-Wolf

"Wouldn't ya know it!" Bo spat, "It's always somethin'!" Cooter reached over and smoothly grabbed Boss's lighter, "I'll be back quicker then you can say juni-bug...Hey doc, show me where the generater is." The doctor nodded, and both left down the halls. Brooke exchanged a quick glance with Luke. "Why the heck do things just have to get a whole lot worse?" "Because that's Hazzard for ya..." Bo interupted, he was resting his chin on his cane again. (CUE) ~She-Wolf

Bo sped as fast as he could to the nearest blood bank. He knew that if he crashed Rosco would have to wait even longer, but if he didn't speed Rosco would just get worse. In the darkness he eyed a 'detour' sign. "Oh...hell no!!!" he yelled to no one in particular. Within seconds his foot was on the excellerater and the General lurched into mid-air. The sudden pressure on his leg did hurt, but he ignored it and drove on. Hang on Rosco...Bo prayed silently. **** "oh J.D., do you think those boys'll get the blood for my little baby brother?" "I think the answer is the same it was 10 seconds ago: yes. Really cupcake, that boy's driving has saved and ruined me on many occasions." Boss already had another cigar in his mouth. Jesse smiled, "If I know Bo, he'll be back in time." **** The General made twists and turns on the muddy roads, one mistake and Bo would be in a world of hurt. His knuckles were white on the steering wheel of the General, "Cummon General, don't you dare fail me now." The sights of the next available hospital came into view over the hill. Bo decided to cut some time and move cross-country. As he sped over the bumpy hillsides the General lurched into the air and landed neatly on the pavement. The blond man jerked his car to a stop in front of the hospital. When he first came in the nurse was shocked to see this sopping wet pretty boy. "I'm here for the O negative." "Oh yes, Doctor Williams of Hazzard hospital called ahead. I'll get it in a couple of seconds." Bo could just wait and breathe heavily while he waited for the nurse to return. She came back quickly with the blood but to Bo it seemed just short of eternity... She handed him a large cooler, "Here ya go hon, godspeed." "Thank ya kindly," he tossed her a quick smile and then limped quickly outside again. He gently lay the blood on the seat next to him and climbed back in. And tore off again into the night. **** On the dark roads Luke saw the General fly past him, going at a speed that the thought of made Luke sick. He reached for the CB, but thought better of it. The last thing he wanted was to distract his younger cousin. Turning a 180, the black haired Duke then sped in the direction of the General. **** The doctor put the blood on, Bo was sitting down with a towel over his shoulders. "He owes you alot..." The doctor said sadly, "At least now he stands a chance." (CUE) ~She-Wolf

"He may...we'll put a couple of bolts in the shoulder and hope it starts healing properly. As it stands we don't have to amputate. However, keep in mind that if it doesn't heal we will have to take it." There was a clear sigh of relief from the small group; Bo didn't even try to conceil it. "And...the rest of his problems?" Boss asked reasonably. "There is good news, bad news, and then worse news." Luke sighed, crossing his arms, "There always is..." "We're out of O negative bloodtype...and in this weather there's no chance the ambulance will get here on time." "...That so?" Bo asked, staring at Rosco, resting his chin on his cane. "I'll get it." "Bo," Luke started, "We've already had one bad crash we don't need another." "I ain't gonna crash cuz...besides: I owe him that much." With that he limped out of the hospital and toward the General. **** Luke ran after his cousin, "Hey!" He called as Bo turned on the engine, "At least let me come with you." "I'll be fine." With that the General tore out of the parking lot and into the rainy night. ~She-Wolf

Eventually, Bo left the chapel and made his way back to the lobby. When the other's were no where in sight, he figured that Rosco must be out of surgery. He made his way over to the nurse, "Hello ma'am. I'm looking for a friend, could you help me?" "Sure hon, what's his name?" "Rosco P. Coltrane," To Bo, it actually felt funny to a degree; using Rosco's full name. "Yeah, sure, Rm. B-1-105." Bo turned to look fro room 105 but stopped and turned around, "I was wondering if you could give me an update on his condition." She shook her head, "Sorry, we only update our system once every hour, if he got out of sergery in the past 30-20 minutes, then you won't know til you get there." Bo nodded solomnly, "Thanks..." **** "oh doc, Are you sure?" Uncle Jesse asked as Bo limped into the room. "I'm not sure...we'll have to wait until the test's come back, then we'll know." As the doctor passed Bo, his eyes followed the man in the lab coat for a second before turning worridly to his friends. "What's goin' on?" Uncle Jesse spoke, "They think, there's too much damage to his shoulder, they may have to take it." Bo's mouth hung open, he sat down in a chair in the corner. For a second he put his head in his hands. Then he looked up, resting his chin on the handle of his cane with a sad smile on his face. Tears on the corners of his eyes that he was determined not to let fall, "...it was just a crash..." he said, as though under some kind of hypnotics, "He's been in a thousand of them...I've been in a thousand of them. I swear it's like Mr. Death was messin' with us for all this time and finally decided to take a serious swing at us...Although...I can't ignore the irony. I lost my leg, he might never use his arm again." "Cummon..." Unlce Jesse said, "We should go to the cafeteria and get somthin' to eat. You want anything Bo?" He asked the last part rather weakly. The younger man tiredly turned his head, still resting it on the cane, "Yeah sure...soup if they have it." Even through the tradgedy of the situation, Brooke and Luke looked at each other, grinning. **** When no one else was in the room Bo moved his chair closer to Rosco's bedside. "...funny ain't it..." He sighed, "God...I'm a moron...I reckon Cooter kickin' my rear was all I needed." (CUE) ~She-Wolf

Bo drove almost as fast as the ambulance, "Careful..." Luke said woridly from the passenger's seat, "Crashing's the last thing we need now." "I alway drive like this...Oh Lord...Luke I've been an ass." "Well, it's all in the past...Rosco'll be alright." Bo didn't take his eyes off the road, "Yeah...god I hope so." His thoughts passed to Rosco dieing again; never knowing how Bo felt. Dieing with some form of guilt on his chest. None of it was Rosco's fault and Bo regretted ever making Rosco think it. The accident was no one's fault. Hearing what Cooter just told him, Bo was a little adgitated that no one had mentioned this before. Or maybe it was the opening up and fighting that Bo needed more than anything else. No matter what the reason, Rosco was the one who needed help now. **** Rosco was taken immediatly to the O.R. Bo limped around the hospital that just weeks ago had nearly been his death bed. He limped down the mangled halls; they all looked the same. Since his accident, the hospital had depressed him to some degree. There was the smell of disinfectant mixed with the underlined feel of death beyond every door. Bo would bet everything he had that in each one of these rooms someone had died at one time or another. Before knowing it, Bo found himself at the chapel. A star, a cross and a cresent moon was printed over the top. Without much thought, he entered. It was basically empty except for one seat in the middle row, second from the front. The familiar white clad commisioner was sitting and smoking a cigar. "I never took you for much of a religous man!" Bo called across the chapel. Limping over to Boss. The fat man dared a look, "The same could be said for you Duke Boy." "I have a name y'know...You come here to pray for Rosco?" Boss was frowning, he didn't even take his cigar out as he spoke. "Yeah, you?" "I dunno, all I know is that I don't want him to die." "Why the sudden change o' heart?" "...Cooter rather literally knocked some sense into me." **** Rosco was injured but still alive, "Oh god..." the sergeon breathed. "What is it doctor?" the nurse asked. "There's too much damage to the shoulder, We can't save the arm..." "Oh..." She breathed, "that poor man." The sergeon sighed, "Even with the amputation...he may not survive...the bloodloss is too much." (CUE) ~She-Wolf

Before you read this, know that I have countless favorites. This is just one of the songs in the Qualapec Hall o' Fame. Within a Broken Mirror~Unknown artist Within a broken mirror, I can see your reflection. Tears roll down your face, Tears roll down your face, As your finger traces the edge of the new moon. Who is that I'm calling out to? I can see you walkin' away from me. Time and time again, Time and time again, You will find me knocking on your door. With my back pressed against the weight of the world, And the speed of the night, It felt as if a thread was snapping in two, And I held onto you, Held onto you, Held onto you, With all my might. As you exchanged your unbalenced kisses with me, I hope you can feel us coming closer too my love! And may both your tears and your sorriful deceptions come to rest in my heart! Oh my love! I just love that song And I know we're only supposed to post one, but I just have to add another: Smile Bomb. I'm in a crowd, in a faceless town I need to feel the touch of a friend. In the country side I wander far and wide, the isolation gets me again. I don't know where to go! When I feel like cryin' Oh my! It's time to open myself, do something new. I wanna stop and grow up anew. Then suddenly my power and confidence starts Swelling up, magically erupt. And it's all because of kindness that I feel, from people I don't even know! Then suddenly, my intuition and my wisdom grow. And then I know, that most of all I sense compassions Wield into strangers wherever I go! Thank you for waking me up! The woman who sings that has an amazing voice ~She-Wolf