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Post by Trey on Aug 15, 2006 22:57:39 GMT -5
woo college!
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Post by Spammich on Aug 16, 2006 11:34:43 GMT -5
WOOOooo...
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Post by Devil Ether on Aug 16, 2006 15:44:51 GMT -5
Lucky bizchez.
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Post by Trey on Aug 16, 2006 20:46:14 GMT -5
you shut your JONESDAMN MOUTH!
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Post by SilverAmaranth on Aug 16, 2006 20:48:59 GMT -5
You know, it'll be interesting when we all meet each other in person when we go to hell.
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Post by Trey on Aug 16, 2006 21:10:09 GMT -5
omg XDDDDDDDDDDD some guy on myspace just confessed how much he liked me. And so, seeing as he is telling me his personal and secret feelings about me, I will post them here.
Message 1:
I don't have a lot of time to type any long message right now, as I have to pack and catch a train soon, but I just wanted to say hi and crap since I'll probably never see you anywhere ever again. You've probably seen me around the arcade playing the same damn game the entire time. Anyway, it sounds really stupid and everything but since I do not think I'll get another opportunity to talk to you in person, I resolved to try and find you on myspace, which was a difficult task that took some time and a couple favors, but I guess it worked. You don't have to add me to your friends, you don't have to respond to this. I just wanted to say hi, because for some reason I never could whenever I saw you.
I have to go catch my train, so I'll check my messages later tonight if you've deemed it important to send a message to me. Bye.
Message 2:
I notivce you haven't been on in a few days, so since you haven't read my first message yet, I'm going to take the opportunity to clarify where I stand, so it doesn't seem *quite* as creepy.
The whole paranoia of not having another chance to talk to you again was based around my permanent leave of the arcade. I just finally got the internet and my computer back at my house after about 8 months of going to the arcade, and as such, I wont be spending a rediculous amount of time (and money) there anymore. As a result of this, I will not be seeing you around there late at night anymore, and will not have the opportunity to say hi or anything to you.
I doubt you need wonder why I wanted to talk to you so badly, but it could easily be misconstrued (eh, I think that's how you spell it, anyway). I remember seeing you on campus a couple times at moorpark college, and once you came into my work, and lately I've seen you around the arcade and stuff. And every single time I see you, I can't help, no matter how hard I try to supress it, this overwhelming feeling towards you. At first (back at moorpark) I thought it might have just been your looks and that, like every oher pretty girl I came across) I thought it was just fleeting adoration, that would just pass, which it did (to an extent, anyway. I could not completely forget you, and I took note of that). However, since seeing you so often at the arcade, those feelings came back, much stronger than before, and only multiplied by the fact of my loneliness of my girlfriend being away for so long. All these things combined made it *very* difficult to keep you off my mind, and I felt that I had to do something about it, otherwise I thought I would never get you out of my head.
So, for the last week or so I had been planning to talk to you when given the chance, but every time such an opportunity presented itself, the moment I saw your face, all words left me, and I resolved to complain about it to my online compatriots, who then of course proceeded to mock me for it (they're pretty much just a bunch of drunks irl, if I remember correctly)
Anyway, that was mostly in the last couple of days, and since I wasn't able to bring myself to talk to you in person, I wish to make contact online. I'm not looking for a girlfriend, as I already have one, but I would like to get to know you a little, and maybe even be friends. My girlfriend knows that my friends are predominantly (heh, that word is so <3) girls, and knows that I can behave properly around them, so I think it's ok. Anyway, just send a message if you want to talk/listen at all. Otherwise, disregard this entire message, and continue with life as normal. You probably aren't missing much, but it would be appreciated.
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Post by SilverAmaranth on Aug 16, 2006 22:19:13 GMT -5
Oh. My God. I'm reading this with a "wtf?" expression on my face. One of incredulous, mocking, disbelief. That is just... words cannot describe... that is hilarious and pathetic and gay and creepy all at the same time. Like whoa. Trey, he luuuuuurvvvvvsss you!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 (He must not know you don't have a uterus.) Actually, you should reply and be like, "Sorry, I don't have a uterus and I'm already taken by a communist."
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Post by Devil Ether on Aug 17, 2006 0:16:07 GMT -5
Oh wow Careful, he could turn out to be some kind of creepy stalker and then you'll be dead and the Lifetime Channel will make a movie out of it.
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Post by Trey on Aug 17, 2006 1:11:02 GMT -5
naw, I've seen him a-boot. He's really not that creepy and I feel kind of bad for him. I mean, he doesn't know I'm a psyco, all he's seen is my hawt looks and my awesome DDring skillzz.
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Post by 11 on Aug 17, 2006 1:47:12 GMT -5
God this happened to me once. I was on runescape a few years back (before i grew a life) and this girl made friends with me. We were as close as two pixils could be then she hit on me one day not realising that I was a girl whearing men's armor. First I was like, "Sorry I'm a girl." But then it was more like, "WTF did you think you could do getting a boyfriend on a middle ages baced MMORPG??!"
She blocked me! XDD
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Post by Trey on Aug 17, 2006 12:24:28 GMT -5
lawl. Cept this is real life o.o
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Post by Devil Ether on Aug 17, 2006 19:44:10 GMT -5
RPG is such a weird concept....
I had a little 'boyfriend' back in 8th grade and I 'broke up with him' in freshman year.... now I'm a senior and he still goes to every damn play I'm in.
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Post by SilverAmaranth on Aug 17, 2006 21:35:08 GMT -5
Maybe he is a lover of the arts.
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Post by Devil Ether on Aug 17, 2006 22:19:36 GMT -5
Maybe he's CREEPY.
Cooties. Ew.
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Post by Trey on Aug 18, 2006 1:14:38 GMT -5
RPG is such a weird concept.... Trey slips through the thick fog, her grimey trousers sticking to her moist legs. She took another step through the bog, a squelching sound emiting as she ripped her browned boot from the slime and placed it only a few feet from where it was before. Something touched her face. Moving her body indecidively back.. she focused her left eye before her, the dreary light being cast from the half-moon being blocked by the marsh's willows. The web came into focus, it's spinewy threads thicker than the swashbuckler remembered them feeling. The natalus shaped web spun idly around it's centre, going from one point to another, entrancing Trey with it's perfection. She almost didn't feel the prick on the back of her neck. Slapping the spot of origin, all she hit was her own skin, causing her to spin around and twist her legs. Nothing. She scanned the area with her good eye, but to her dismay, the lightsource seemed to have gotten worse. Everything was fuzzier. Her neck was throbbing too. Touching the back of her neck again, she felt a bulbous swelling. Blinking, she opened her mouth, emiting a forced breath. The pirate fell to her knees, the stuff that made the bog floor swarming around the unsoiled clothings, turning the dark green trousers into a discusting brown. The cutlass Trey has been using to strike down vines and limbs that burdened her path fell into the much, sinking with a squelch. The buckaneer managed to catch her next fall with her hand, the billowing sleeves soaking themselves in the mudbath. This wasn't it... this wasn't the end for her. Trey ripped her eyes away from the dreary ground, sencing some being before her. Standing before her loomed a dark and blurry figure, it had six arms, two of which were clutched around something, something sinnewy that glistened in the light. It was then that Trey noticed the figure's legs wheren't touching the bog's floor, but were floating a mere inch above it. Then everything went black.
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