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cannedcream wrote...
Really? Whomever could you mean? :innocent:RiptideX1090 wrote...
*brohug*
I try to give as much D'awwwwww as I do perversion and pain.
It's more than most who are similar do. <_<
Niceral wrote...
A gentlemen is a restrained pervert who likes to think he has class.
Someone With Mass wrote...
Niceral wrote...
A gentlemen is a restrained pervert who likes to think he has class.
I don't think I'm either of those.
I'm very...open with what I like and dislike.
Oh no need, I would have never taken you for a gentlemen or to have class.Someone With Mass wrote...
Niceral wrote...
A gentlemen is a restrained pervert who likes to think he has class.
I don't think I'm either of those.
I'm very...open with what I like and dislike.
Someone With Mass wrote...
Niceral wrote...
A gentlemen is a restrained pervert who likes to think he has class.
I don't think I'm either of those.
I'm very...open with what I like and dislike.
Modifié par Lividity Jones, 11 juillet 2010 - 07:21 .
RedTracer7 wrote...
RobotNixon wrote...
Holy crap, that website correctly guessed Jim Raynor.
And Spike Spiegel.
Good lord, it got Desmond Lockheart.
Niceral wrote...
Oh no need, I would have never taken you for a gentlemen or to have class.Someone With Mass wrote...
Niceral wrote...
A gentlemen is a restrained pervert who likes to think he has class.
I don't think I'm either of those.
I'm very...open with what I like and dislike.
Modifié par Lividity Jones, 11 juillet 2010 - 07:22 .
Niceral wrote...
Oh no need, I would have never taken you for a gentlemen or to have class.
Never lose that optimism.Someone With Mass wrote...
Niceral wrote...
Oh no need, I would have never taken you for a gentlemen or to have class.
No harm done.
You can't throw away what you don't have, right?
Lividity Jones wrote...
Someone With Mass wrote...
Niceral wrote...
A gentlemen is a restrained pervert who likes to think he has class.
I don't think I'm either of those.
I'm very...open with what I like and dislike.
Indeed.
True, I don't discuss it much simply because there is no need.
I could go on a tangent about ropes and leather and whatnot, but why should I?
I'm not going to push my perversions on others, but I certainly won't deny them.
There's no point in that.
Someone With Mass wrote...
Niceral wrote...
Oh no need, I would have never taken you for a gentlemen or to have class.
No harm done.
You can't throw away what you don't have, right?
Niceral wrote...
Never lose that optimism.
Modifié par NuclearBuddha, 11 juillet 2010 - 07:31 .
And that's optimism for you. Putting so much value on anything will lead to disappointment, a pessimist's trade.Someone With Mass wrote...
Niceral wrote...
Never lose that optimism.
Optimistic? Me?
No. I just realized that I shouldn't put so much value on things in life.
SpatFieya wrote...
No real need to be openly perverted. Most of the guys in the room are thinking the same thing you are, probably, so we're all connected in that aspect. We all like dat butt, dem hips, dose eyes, and duh accent.
Also, hai.
NuclearBuddha wrote...
“Bah!” the doctor went on, but then he took on a more crafty aspect, “remain if you will and mock me with your pronouncements. Yes, remain. I’m sure they will be just as impressed. And then you may…”
Suddenly he stopped, shoulders hunched as if expecting a blow. Turning his sightless eye-sockets up toward the blackened void of the steeple, he cocked an ear as if listening. Several crumbling bits of mortar and stonework clattered down from above, causing him to flinch and wail pitifully.
“Oh, now you’ve awakened… no, and there is no meat!” Dr. Saleon, his anger quite vanished, now shrank into his rickety wheelchair in fright. Preparing for the impossible, Inspector Vakarian readied his rifle, aiming up into the dark reaches of the collapsed ceiling.
The thing that dropped from the darkness was beyond what any earthly experience could have prepared me for. Indeed even the stolid detective inspector, hardened by the occasional mundane horrors of his work, was thunderstruck by the sight, the barrel of his rifle wavering as he staggered in shock. For myself, I could only stand and stare though every fibre of my being desperately wished to look away. Miss Zorah remained steady, but standing behind me as she was, she may not have beheld all that I did. In one ghastly instant, I realized that what I had thought was a curtain obscuring the altar was instead a membranous web of monstrous proportions.
How can such a thing be described? A creature of a size more suited to an autobus hulked, rugose and chitinous, buzzing horribly from a dozen mouths. Of legs, it had more than an arachnid’s share, though in a similar configuration. Compound eyes unnumbered stared Argus-like from its bulbous head, surmounted by a pair of repulsively whipping tentacles. However, it seemed imperfectly formed, for its broad, translucent wings were torn and ragged, the edges showing evidence of having been burnt. Through the screen of its web it regarded us with dreadful intelligence, then tentatively extended one disgustingly cilliated leg through the curtain.
This galvanized Dr. Saleon, causing him to fumble desperately within his coat to produce a curious glyph inscribed on a greenish disc of stone. Presenting it before himself, he gabbled an afrighted injuction for the thing to keep its distance. The creature slowly drew back, as if with great reluctance, then turned its gaze more fully upon Inspector Vakarian, Miss Zorah and myself. Its pandemoniac buzzing reached a stuttering crescendo and then began to organize itself with bizarre regimentation, finally forming a repellent approximation of human speech. The thing from the steeple began to speak!
"Humans... you free us..."
Niceral wrote...
And that's optimism for you. Putting so much value on anything will lead to disappointment, a pessimist's trade.Someone With Mass wrote...
Niceral wrote...
Never lose that optimism.
Optimistic? Me?
No. I just realized that I shouldn't put so much value on things in life.
NuclearBuddha wrote...
And that will be all for now.
RiptideX1090 wrote...
*shrug* I guess my upbringing simply lends itself to a very open attitude.
Indeed. Hai.
You missed Tali playing in the bubble bath.
NuclearBuddha wrote...
And that will be all for now.
Someone With Mass wrote...
RiptideX1090 wrote...
*shrug* I guess my upbringing simply lends itself to a very open attitude.
Indeed. Hai.
You missed Tali playing in the bubble bath.
Hmm...with or without the suit?
No, that's cynicism. A different spectrum.RiptideX1090 wrote...
You clearly have pessimism and optimism confused.
Optimists look on the bright side of any situation, even when things don't go their way.
Pessimists put no value in anything and close themselves off so when things don't go their way, they're disconnected and don't care.
SWM is a pessimist, or at least a neutral realist.
Someone With Mass wrote...
RiptideX1090 wrote...
*shrug* I guess my upbringing simply lends itself to a very open attitude.
Indeed. Hai.
You missed Tali playing in the bubble bath.
Hmm...with or without the suit?
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