Reddish hues of color are swirling in a whirlwind that slowly approaches. A streak of blue occurs, within its rotating layers, and is thrown from the small funnel cloud and when they land on the ground it is YardByrd! He is beak down, with his wings spread out, and looks a little dazed. His ever faithful perch rises beneath him and once mounted upon it his YB translator Talisman begins to glow a bright orange color. A deep,smooth, male, Latin voice can be heard emiting from his enscorscelled beak:
"Greeting Fanceelandians! Hail Vapejucians! Forever Fancee juice! Viva La Vapeland! It is our honor to flyby with our last, and perhaps, favorite entry for your consideration.
Equal parts of Fancee French Vanilla + Zombie Apocolypse will create Frenilla Apocolypse!
Such fine e-liquid vendors demand more than a sip...so imagine delicious Frenilla Apocolypse!
Thank you Fancee juice! Thank your Alice in Vapeland! Your generous contest is well received and appreciated, not by just this old Byrd, who's soul is youthful, but by fans of each brought together to preach, the dogma of taste that is never a waste!"
YardByrd spreads his wings as wide as he can. He opens his beak, and turns his head in profile, one avian eye glittering reflected light, and produces an unmistakable Byrd smile! The perch beneath him begins to rotate, and so does YardByrd, round and round, faster and faster until they form a miniature tornado. The funnel cloud diminshes in size and dancing lightly across the horizon a witch, all in black, her light green skin glinting reflected light, flying on her broom, is thrown from the spinning winds. She fans the straw of the broom, behind her, and it begins to flame it's smoke spelling out a message: Forever Fancee Juice! Viva Vapeland!
"Greeting Fanceelandians! Hail Vapejucians! Forever Fancee juice! Viva La Vapeland! It is our honor to flyby with our last, and perhaps, favorite entry for your consideration.
Equal parts of Fancee French Vanilla + Zombie Apocolypse will create Frenilla Apocolypse!
Such fine e-liquid vendors demand more than a sip...so imagine delicious Frenilla Apocolypse!
Thank you Fancee juice! Thank your Alice in Vapeland! Your generous contest is well received and appreciated, not by just this old Byrd, who's soul is youthful, but by fans of each brought together to preach, the dogma of taste that is never a waste!"
YardByrd spreads his wings as wide as he can. He opens his beak, and turns his head in profile, one avian eye glittering reflected light, and produces an unmistakable Byrd smile! The perch beneath him begins to rotate, and so does YardByrd, round and round, faster and faster until they form a miniature tornado. The funnel cloud diminshes in size and dancing lightly across the horizon a witch, all in black, her light green skin glinting reflected light, flying on her broom, is thrown from the spinning winds. She fans the straw of the broom, behind her, and it begins to flame it's smoke spelling out a message: Forever Fancee Juice! Viva Vapeland!
just edit two of them to say..hello or whatever and then be sure there is another poster between yours. 
