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Danny Lee

Male, 30, Married, Los Angeles, CAMore

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Andy
Posted
Agape!

Ydna
Posted
Warping through the contructs of space-
time won't save you! I have found you
and now you will lead me to Andy so
that I may vanquish him once and for
all! Kneel before your true lord and
master! The master of evil! The master
blaster! Don't hurt him! He's just a
child!

Cheiron
Posted
Your eyes doth not deceive thee, young
child. I am Cheiron of the Centaur
race. Do not be alarmed, and do not
move for that matter. You are weak from
the journey, your body drained of vital
mana. Most would have deemed to turn
roving home to escape destruction from
the clutches of the evil Demogorgon,
but not you. You truly embrace the
spirit of the warrior inside you. Fear
not, but speak as it is borne in upon
you from heaven; what brings you to
this desolate wasteland of sand and
fury? Surely the fiery hand of
Demogorgon does not call to you? Ahh,
the face of beauty in perile...Young
Fertility, you say? Demogorgon will not
spare her if you fail your quest. He
would not free his daughter nor take a
ransom for her if he be capable of such
earthly conceptions; therefore he has
sent these evils upon us, and will yet
send others. You are far from the end,
young warrior, but fate has brought us
together. Call me a friend and I will
surely repeat the compliment. *raising
a hoof* What say you? Friend or foe?

Kelly
Posted
i am so in love with dan he makes
me smile daily he gives me the
warm fuzzies

Manhole
Posted
Space-age monkey pulp,
elephants tremble in fear.
Our hero Dan Lee.

Calliope Kidd
Posted
Howdy, pardner! Folks call me The Calliope
Kidd! Reckon you're just about the first
person other'n myself I done seen round
these parts since I arrived, havin ridden this
here faithful steed through them ambrosia-
painted ripples in the air. Next thing I know
I'm standin face ta face with summin like a
stego-sawr er sumthin. Made an awful
decent supper that beastie did. What about
you, feller? Whassat? Lady love done been
snatched up by a prince'a demons, eh? Well
shucks. Spite'a my loathsome attitude
towards most other folks I stand ready to
admit ta bein a romantic a sorts. Reckon
you'll be needin some help on yer journey,
friend. I'd be more than willin to oblige.
Right-o. Saddle up, then. Let's be off, fer
who knows what other wickedness we have
yet ta meet 'fore our day is done, and as fer
me, I plan on findin a way back home 'fore
this tale is finished. Giddyup, Brisket! And
we're off!

Jessica
Posted
Dan is one of a dying breed of
romantics in this world...he has a
passion and enthusiasm for
everything he does and it s
undeniably infectious. He'll get an
incredibly ingenious and original
idea and then get giddy about it and
start jumping up and down laughing.
Even if everyone around him scoffs at
first and says, "oh, dan...what a silly
idea"...within minutes he's got
everyone aboard and just as excited
about it.....if there's one person in this
world whose opinion matters the
most to me, it's my big bro. He has a
genuine concern for others and a
romanticism that could melt hearts of
steel. He opens himself up so
comletely to others and invites
everyone he meets into his world
--risking rejection and pain-- but
somehow manages to transform all
that enter his crazy little world into
better human beings. I am a better
person for knowing him and admire
his honesty, creativity and sensitivity.
Man! I just love this guy!

Germarific
Posted
Ahh!! So it tis' mine puppeteer. The film not
the finest delicacies in modern cinema, but
contrary to popular believe it did have a good
response from a horribly unfinished rough cut
screening at graduation. All things aside I
would not have been able to keep my head on
straight during the shoot if it wasn't for my
fellow muppet loving dork, Dan. I look back on
that week between me and my puppeteers, I
didn't worry about the Producer/Writer telling
me what to do, or a last minute DP that saved
our ass without even so much as a shotlist, I
was too busy enjoying the company and hard
work of Dan and the Gang. Dan you are right
what the fuck! Why haven't we hung out? I saw
Barry, and I ran into Scott, but you were the
one who knew what I was talking about when I
said "I'm sorry, there is a wire attatched to
your arm." :-) Hahaha. Well anyone who
understands that quote or who knows where it
is from please get a hold of me and we can all
hangout. Sincerity is the best thing about
someone who goes beyond the call of duty for
you, your passion, and love's, because in
doing so they experience it with you. I made a
puppet film, that I will never forget. I got to
share that with this wonderful, sincere,
hardworking, talented, and kind individual
named Dan. Call me, I will leave my number in
a message for you.
~Michael~

Carrier Pigeon
Posted
*unfolding course parchment made from
the skin of a jurassic mongoose, a
message written in blood*

I pray this message attached to the
claw of a prehistoric carrier pigeon
reaches you, if you are even in this
time I've found myself in. It is I,
Brian. It's amazing how going back in
time gives me no time at all to save or
find you. Perhaps I'm being too
cryptic, but I have escaped the fiery
clutches of the dredded hell beast
known as Demogorgon. His evil knows no
bounds, but as the demon heated a
branding iron to burn his mark into our
(Fertility and myself's) flesh for
eternity, I devised a clever plan that
would free us of his diabolical scheme.
However, the immense pain delivered
from the firebrand destroyed any
recollection of what that was. I now
wear the mark of Demogorgon on my face.
But I would rather bare the pain to the
world, let them know that I have faced
the struggles of life, then to hide
this scar of charred flesh. After
dunking my face into snow, I felt my
skin draw taunt around the wound,
shrivel into the form of the pentagram,
and forever mask my true face. But do
not cry for me, for I am free! As I
laid there frozen in the cold, my skin
went numb. My hands like icicles, I
grasp the wielding firebrand in my
palms, ripping it from the His grip and
tossing it over the mountain, along
with myself. The drop was emmence, my
skeleton no doubtedly shattering into
numerous persuassions, but I am free!
Regretfully, Fertility still sits high
atop the cold mountain. She is in no
immediate danger I perceive, and I
would have never left her side if for a
moment's wisp I believed that doing so
would kill her. I am not a fool, and
she is very much able to fend for
herself. Liberation! I must now tend to
my wounds. My blood trail is like a map
much like the juvenile scavenger's map
entailed by the incorrigible Billy in
those Family Circus cartoons as he runs
over seesaws and jumps over cracks
while his mother calls him in for
dinner. I can't wait to get back to
that. Perhaps blood wasn't the best of
inks to pen this message...I'm
beginning to ramble...and I feel
faint...

Demogorgon
Posted
BOW BEFORE ME, PUNY MORTALS! IT IS I,
DEMOGORGON, PRINCE OF THE HELL DEMONS,
AND I HAVE BEEN RELEASED!!! I SLUMBER
NO LONGER, THANKS TO YOU YOUNG DANIEL,
AND NOW SHALL REIGN FILTH AND
PESTILENCE UPON ALL WHO DEFY ME! YOU
MAY THINK YOU ARE ALONE IN THIS
PREHISTORIC TIME, BUT THINK ONCE MORE.
I HAVE MY EYE ON YOU, BOY, AND WHEN IT
IS TIME, YOU WILL KNOW MY WRATH...OR
PERHAPS YOU WOULD JUST LIKE TO
WATCH...FOR YOU SEE, I HAVE YOUR
FRIENDS, BRIAN, ONE CALLS HIMSELF. A
TRULY PECULIAR MORTAL, IF I MUST SAY SO
MYSELF. HE WON'T SHUT UP ABOUT FINDING
YOU. WELL, I HAVE FOUND YOU, AND NOW IT
IS ONLY A MATTER OF TIME UNTIL I KILL
YOU. YOUR OPTIONS ARE SIMPLE. EITHER
RUN BACK TO THE TIME FROM WHENCE YOU
CAME FROM, OR TRY TO STOP ME. I SUGGEST
THE PRIOR FOR I DO GET TIRED OF YOU
HUMANS AND YOUR "PRIDE". YOUR FRIENDS
WILL DIE WHEN THE HOLY LIGHT FROM
PLEIADES IS INTUNE WITH THE NORTHERN
EYE OF ORION. I WILL BE WAITING FOR
YOU, DANIEL, IF THE JOURNEY DOES NOT
KILL YOU FIRST. FOR YOU SEE, YOU MUST
SURVIVE THE HEATED PLAINS OF THE DESERT
SAHARA, CROSS THE FURTILE CRESENT OF
MESOPATAMIA, THEN CLIMB THE HIGHEST
MOUNTAIN OF THE HIMALAYAS IN ORDER TO
FIND ME. THERE I WILL STAND, AT THE
SUMMIT OF THE SNOWY CAP, WITH YOUR
FRIENDS. FIGHT ME AND YOU WILL DIE. RUN
AND YOUR FRIENDS WILL PERISH.