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[Shadow of Light Dragon]

Ewe indeed.

No, wait...that's a sheep...

Edit: Bah...

Modifié par Shadow of Light Dragon, 10 juillet 2010 - 02:01 .

[Nonvita]

IT'S SOIGNEE'S FAULT FOR THE GOAT PART, OK?

But it was the cutest darn goat you ever did see, not some icky perverted goat like you people with terrible gutter minds seem to think. AND YOU USED IT FOR MILK OK.



See? Cute, innocent goat. Why do you pay attention to that instead of the love????

[Charsen]

don't worry babe, i slaughtered it. we'll have it for dinner this week.

now take care of my veiny finger, herbaceously and let's UNF already.

[soignee]

I too have been writing fanfic. Here's one for Herr Uhl and Nonvita. I call it...

BLUE LOVE

Nonvita finished packing. Ever since Herr Uhl, her own true love, had
been lost at sea, Nonvita had been pink.



There was nothing left for her anymore, nothing licked her, all was
drunk. So today, Valentine's Day, she was going on an internets to
become a hungry borkborkbork.



Just then, there was an angry knock at the door. Nonvita opened it and
stood there sparkly for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon
and bruising her elbow.



When Nonvita came to, Herr Uhl was holding her nose and looking tall.
"My love," Herr Uhl said Swedishly, "I'm sorry for the good shock. I've
been shipwrecked on a shiny island for the last ten years, living like
an Ikea sheving unit with a couple of screws missing.. I was only
rescued last week." He paused. "I lost my hand in the wreck. Can you
still love me?"



Nonvita could hardly believe her Herr Uhl had returned. "I will always
love you, hand or no hand. Besides, you can cover it up with a
screwdriver."



They embraced drunkenly and vowed to never be parted again.



And all was short.



....so beautiful.

[Cuddlezarro]

Nonvita wrote...

IT'S SOIGNEE'S FAULT FOR THE GOAT PART, OK?

But it was the cutest darn goat you ever did see, not some icky perverted goat like you people with terrible gutter minds seem to think. AND YOU USED IT FOR MILK OK.



See? Cute, innocent goat. Why do you pay attention to that instead of the love????

not my fault people accosiate gays with beastiality =3

I mean some people beleive we actually buy hamsters to shove them up our asses

[Nonvita]

A SCREWDRIVER WTF I WOULD NEVER

Cuddlezarro wrote...

I mean some people beleive we
actually buy hamsters to shove them up our asses

I thought only Richard Gere did that...


And seriously, it wasn't meant in offense. We just used a sort of Mad Libs type fanfic creator that asked for an animal. *goes off to cry now for hurting people's feelings who she likes*

Modifié par Nonvita, 10 juillet 2010 - 02:06 .

[ejoslin]

Both those sound seriously like mad libs!

If this is me stating the obvious, I apologize. I'm very VERY slow at times!

Edit: I didn't read the post above mine first!  Hahaha, oh well.  I think Nonvita ninja'ed it in!

Modifié par ejoslin, 10 juillet 2010 - 02:14 .

[Sarah1281]

I almost hate to ask but...what's a borkborkbork?

[ejoslin]

Sarah1281 wrote...

I almost hate to ask but...what's a borkborkbork?

@@ I feel so incredibly old right now  But this is what I think of!

[phaonica]

I *love* madlibs!!

[Herr Uhl]

soignee wrote...

Herr Uhl said Swedishly

This is the best adjective ever.

Nonvita wrote...

IT'S SOIGNEE'S FAULT FOR THE GOAT PART, OK?

But it was the cutest darn goat you ever did see, not some icky perverted goat like you people with terrible gutter minds seem to think. AND YOU USED IT FOR MILK OK.

That is why I asked. Male goat cheese wouldn't be as good.

[Shadow of Light Dragon]

ejoslin wrote...

Sarah1281 wrote...

I almost hate to ask but...what's a borkborkbork?

@@ I feel so incredibly old right now  But this is what I think of!

That's what I assumed. :x

[Nonvita]

Aw, Herr, I'm so glad we're back together again. But mind where that screwdriverhand goes, ok?

[soignee]

I do it with love, Herr Uhl. You can love me Swedishly any damn time on the internets

BUT WAIT I will take Nonners too, and we can be a mad poly cult or something. with screwdrivers.

Modifié par soignee, 10 juillet 2010 - 02:11 .

[Herr Uhl]

soignee wrote...

I do it with love, Herr Uhl. You can love me Swedishly any damn time on the internets

BUT WAIT I will take Nonners too, and we can be a mad poly cult or something. with screwdrivers.

I don't use screw drivers. Allen keys is what the deal is about.

Nonvita wrote...

Aw, Herr, I'm so glad we're back together again.  But mind where that screwdriverhand goes, ok? 

Aww, I never get to have any fun.

Modifié par Herr Uhl, 10 juillet 2010 - 02:15 .

[ejoslin]

OK, now that I'm done nerdraging, here is my Zevran prediction for DA2. He ends up at some point leader of the crows if he lived.



Or maybe it's wishful thinking... Oh, it's definitely wishful thinking, small mentions like that.

[soignee]

yeah, all you need is an alun key. I was going to use that instead of a screwdriver but I thought no one would get it

[Nonvita]

Well I decided to break free and write a story all by myself! This one's for Soignee. <3

The Battle For The Shoes

 In a cave, Soignee punched her shoes. She had been busy with the shoes for hours and now wanted
nothing more than an imaginary cuddle or an inescapable massage from her lover Missa.

 She said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden her serious Missa appeared at the door, grinning smuttily.

 
"Put down the shoes," Missa said compulsively. "Unless you want me to punch that shoe on your *ss."

 Soignee put down the shoes. She was naked. She had never seen Missa so sl**ty before and it made her irrepressible.

 Missa picked up the shoes, then withdrew an armor from her eyes. "Don't be so naked," Missa said with a sl**ty grimace. "A crow bit my tattoo this morning, and everything became standoffish. Now with these shoes and this armor I can compulsively rule the world!"

 Soignee clutched her emphatic tattoo feverishly. This was her lover, her serious Missa, now staring at her with sl*tty eyes.

 "Fight it!" Soignee shouted. "The crow just wants the shoes for his own serious devices! He doesn't love you, not the imaginary way I do!"

 Soignee could see Missa trembling feverishly. Soignee reached out her ass and touched Missa's eyes compulsively. She was serious, so serious, but she knew only her emphatic love for Missa would break the crow's spell.

 Sure enough, Missa dropped the shoes with a thunk. "Oh, Soignee," she squealed. "I'm so imaginary, can you ever forgive me?"

 But Soignee had already moved in a cave. Like a crazed cat spitting and clawing, she pressed her *ss into Missa's eyes. And as they fell together in a standoffish fit of love, the shoes lay on the floor, irrepressible and
forgotten.

:wub:


Edit: AAAAAAAAA OMG FORMATTINGGGGGGGG

Modifié par Nonvita, 10 juillet 2010 - 02:22 .

[Sarah1281]

soignee wrote...

yeah, all you need is an alun key. I was going to use that instead of a screwdriver but I thought no one would get it

If it makes you feel better, I don't get it.

I never get anything...

[Herr Uhl]

...so, selfcest?

[soignee]

Nonvita wrote...

Well I decided to break free and write a story all by myself! This one's for Soignee. <3

The Battle For The Shoes

 In a cave, Soignee punched her shoes. She had been busy with the shoes for hours and now wanted
nothing more than an imaginary cuddle or an inescapable massage from her lover Missa.

 She said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden her serious Missa appeared at the door, grinning smuttily.

 
"Put down the shoes," Missa said compulsively. "Unless you want me to punch that shoe on your *ss."

 Soignee put down the shoes. She was naked. She had never seen Missa so sl**ty before and it made her irrepressible.

 Missa picked up the shoes, then withdrew an armor from her eyes. "Don't be so naked," Missa said with a sl**ty grimace. "A crow bit my tattoo this morning, and everything became standoffish. Now with these shoes and this armor I can compulsively rule the world!"

 Soignee clutched her emphatic tattoo feverishly. This was her lover, her serious Missa, now staring at her with sl*tty eyes.

 "Fight it!" Soignee shouted. "The crow just wants the shoes for his own serious devices! He doesn't love you, not the imaginary way I do!"

 Soignee could see Missa trembling feverishly. Soignee reached out her ass and touched Missa's eyes compulsively. She was serious, so serious, but she knew only her emphatic love for Missa would break the crow's spell.

 Sure enough, Missa dropped the shoes with a thunk. "Oh, Soignee," she squealed. "I'm so imaginary, can you ever forgive me?"

 But Soignee had already moved in a cave. Like a crazed cat spitting and clawing, she pressed her *ss into Missa's eyes. And as they fell together in a standoffish fit of love, the shoes lay on the floor, irrepressible and
forgotten.

:wub:


Edit: AAAAAAAAA OMG FORMATTINGGGGGGGG

I have sex with my creation, that's a thing of beauty.

OMG SHOES

[Sarah1281]

But why would soignee punch her beloved shoes?

[Herr Uhl]

So, Soignee. How close is shoesex with your imaginary dwarf to the best scenario for sex ever for you?

[soignee]

Herr Uhl wrote...

So, Soignee. How close is shoesex with your imaginary dwarf to the best scenario for sex ever for you?

Well Herr, I'd say it was swedishly close to being like trying to put together a billy bookselve without an alum key.

Modifié par soignee, 10 juillet 2010 - 02:32 .

[Herr Uhl]

soignee wrote...

Herr Uhl wrote...

So, Soignee. How close is shoesex with your imaginary dwarf to the best scenario for sex ever for you?

Well Herr, I'd say it was swedishly close to being like trying to put together a billy bookselve without an alum key.

*pats billy bookshelf*

I love you. (that was to my shelf)