User blog:Affectos/Wardrobe Wars Saga

"Funny...I don't remember Jean Kelly wearing a pair of assless chaps in 'Singing in the Rain' Tyler...or should I call you 'Towering Tyler'?"

This was the phrase that sparked the 'Towering Tyler' Saga between Tyler Lepido and Felix Draco, ending with a skimpy Catboy-Sherrif and a saddle for Tyler.

This begins what will be known among Warehouse Agents for years to come as...'The Wardrobe Wars'.

Wardrobe Wars: OriginsEdit
An introduction to the start of Tyler and Felix's "Embarrasing Costume Gift-Giving Tradition"

Tyler cautiously walked into the main office of the Warehouse. Ever since the Halloween party, Felix had taken to wearing a cowboy hat and smiling smugly at him whenever he was around. Tyler was keen to avoid him as much as possible until the cat lost interest in his little game.

Seeing no-one around, he made his way up the spiral stairs and into the HARP lounge. His curiousity was piqued when he saw a large wrapped box sitting next to his hammock. Picking the note off the top, he read it aloud.

"Sorry about the teasing, no hard feelings. Happy very belated birthday - Felix"

Tyler hesitantly opened the box and swore under his breath. Inside was a rubber horse mask and a leather saddle. Attatched to the mask was another note:

"For Bri or for me? Mount up cowboy ;)"

"God damn it, Cat-Boy! Tyler yelled out the wndow into the Warehouse. Faintly in the distance, he heard a horse whinny, followed by a loud laugh. "Oh, it is ON now. You've started a fight you won't win."

Round 1....START!
Felix felt smug.

There was no other way to describe the feeling of delight he had from showing up Tyler by not only wearing the consultant's stripper outfit to the Halloween party, but also gifting him a saddle and horse head just to throw salt in the wound.

It had been a few weeks and Tyler had yet to retaliate. Maybe he didn't have it in him. This sense of victory caused his face to grow even bigger as he reached his office.

As he reached for the door, a package leaning against the door frame caused him to pause. Normally, he'd expect a bomb, or a flesh-eating bacteria, or some other kind of death trap, but the HARP logo on it made him realize this was Tyler's retaliation.

Picking it up, he entered his office/lab and cleared a spot for the box. Opening it, he found a stretch of yellow and black cloth that was in a Y-shape, a black mesh thong, a light chain, a yellow and black face mask, and a hand-written note.

''I told you a that you started a fight that you can't win, so I thought what better way to FINISH YOU than a Scorpion costume. Don't worry, I hear some people like chains when they 'get over here'.''

Picking up the outfit, he carried it over to a nearby mirror where he held the cloth up against himself, At least he got my size right. he thought, But this is sub-par in comparison to what I have in store for him...