Got Roughly 9 1/2 Hours of Sleep Last Night

So I don't feel NEARLY as spaced as usual. Hopefully this is a good thing.
-TD: So why don't you open up WordPerfect instead of spending time messing around on TV Tropes?-
Hey, don't knock TV Tropes.
-TD: Why shouldn't I mock TV Tropes? They--
Lead me straight to this.
-TD: . . .-
-D: Great Scott, someone else had that idea?-
There's even a real steam-powered R2-D2 video on there!
-M: *waves hand in front of TeenDoc's face* I think his brain's shorted out.-
Give him a minute, I'm sure he'll be rushing off to the lab and attempting to duplicate all of this soon.
-OD: *tentacles chatter* Steampunk Dr. Octopus? I seem to recall something on devART. . . .-
Yeah, This version of movie!Otto's invention. I forget if she did the tentacles themselves. *searches* AhHA, here we go!
-OD: *tentacles squeak* They think they look scary.-
-VD2: *raises eyebrow*-
-OD: *tentacles poke him* You know what they mean! And I agree, the steampunk design looks more menacing than the regular version.-
But still super-cool. This is exactly why I like Girl Genius -- retro-technology just has that special touch.
-VD: Maybe this will encourage you to finish "Boy Genius" this century.-
Well, like I said, 9 1/2 hours of sleep. Should be translated into SOMETHING resembling--
*loud BOOOM* nearly knocks everyone over*
-D: What in the name of --
-VD2: Did -- did TeenDoc just break the sound barrier?-
See, what did I tell you?
-DW: *holding ears* Awwooooooo-
-TD: *yelling from basement lab* Sorry, DocWolf!-
-MF: *digs finger in ear* Yeah, make us all deaf in the name of science, why don't you. . . .-
-HD: If you want, I'll go have a talk with him. Tell him how rude it is to just rush off like that, leaving sonic booms in your wake, how you should be considerate of others, no this isn't a transparent ruse to go play with the steampunk technology-
Just GO already!
-HD: *grins and runs off, followed by Bernie the teapot*-
-RPD: *changes to ghost form* I get the feeling being Mostly Dead might be safer today.-
-VD: I'll round up the fire extinguishers.-
-VD2: I'll check on the first aid kit.-
. . .
-VD2: Yes, we have a first aid kit!-
-D: As you might put it, we're crazy, not stupid.-
Heh.

<.< >.> Okay, now that they're distracted, I have a question for those of you on my friendslist who write BTTF fanfic. It's been bugging me for a bit (damned if I know why):
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Okay, I'm off before one of the boys spots that and decides I need my head examined by a blunt object. *zoom*