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Futuristic Agent of Maniacles OOC and Characters

Especially when I hit puberty, early days of it. I was naive. Was somehow to dumb to know how to clear internet search history. So I was paranoid about looking up to much porn on the internet. I did have a Diva's Pro Wrestling magazine, though. No skin, but plenty of revealing outfits. I made sure I at least got one nut out in every room in that house. It was glorious. I think I got washing machine pregnant after awhile.
 
So been meaning to stay caught up but...
I just downloaded state of decay 2 for Xbox one. Anyone else familiar with it?
 
I mean if you guys are tripping over the above stuff I wrote then wait until you hear about the Thanksgiving from hell. For non USA people on the thread Thanksgiving is a holiday in which we celebrate the day the pilgrims and the Native Americans had a blessed meal together...after of which the Natives were slaughtered or killed by illness. We honor that day by stuffing our faces and trampling each other for good holiday deals. Anyway, the Thanksgiving from hell, right. It was about ten years ago.

My whole family had gathered at my aunt and uncle's place for the meal. The entire Rees clan and beyond. Uncle Sonny, Aunt Bernice, Aunt Chiffon , my cousins. And Barry Brown. And more.

The issue comes with Barry Brown. I didn't know the kid, but he was about a year or two younger than me. Had an illness. I think he called it Turidis. Real bad stuff. It made him shit constantly and powerfully.

Anyway things were carrying on as usual.

Uncle Sonny discussing the sports games and arguing with Aunt Bernice.
Aunt Chiffon telling us all about her new boyfriend. He was a convict in jail for killing his wife.

Anyway when Thanksigving rolled around. We all gathered and began the meal. We prayed of course first. Something like.....

Rub a dub dub
Thanks for the grub
Yay God

Anyway we all dug in. A feast for the ages. Turkey and chicken, both finger lickin', gravy orgasmic enough to make you hazy, stuffing to cure any concussion. Midway through the meal there is a rumble. A Great rumble. Barry Brown blinked. Then explodes. He just booms. His head flew into the ceiling, leaving his opened neck noew spewing a fountain of shit onto everyone and everything.

At this point there are screams, cries of panic. I saw Aunt Bernice dive to protect her son, Benny, and both were encrusted in a brown tomb. Aunt Chiffon attempted to run for it, but ended up sliding across the floor into the kitchen on wet shit. She crashed into a set of decorative knives. She died a moment later of blood loss and infections to the wounds.

After Barry Brown's body stopped blasitng crap everywhere I found myself imprisoned in a dark world. It smelled terrible. My only memory of that is using the electric carver knife to cut my way free and surviving off bits of corn I found stuck to those brown walls.

It was hell I tell ya.
 
Every day we stray further from God...

Which don't matter to me, every thinks I'm a devil worshipper cuz Christians aren't taught the difference between Satanist and Atheist.

Btw, KotaKotsu KotaKotsu , is that an engagement ring Kotsu just gave Owl and told her not to open?
 
I mean if you guys are tripping over the above stuff I wrote then wait until you hear about the Thanksgiving from hell. For non USA people on the thread Thanksgiving is a holiday in which we celebrate the day the pilgrims and the Native Americans had a blessed meal together...after of which the Natives were slaughtered or killed by illness. We honor that day by stuffing our faces and trampling each other for good holiday deals. Anyway, the Thanksgiving from hell, right. It was about ten years ago.

My whole family had gathered at my aunt and uncle's place for the meal. The entire Rees clan and beyond. Uncle Sonny, Aunt Bernice, Aunt Chiffon , my cousins. And Barry Brown. And more.

The issue comes with Barry Brown. I didn't know the kid, but he was about a year or two younger than me. Had an illness. I think he called it Turidis. Real bad stuff. It made him shit constantly and powerfully.

Anyway things were carrying on as usual.

Uncle Sonny discussing the sports games and arguing with Aunt Bernice.
Aunt Chiffon telling us all about her new boyfriend. He was a convict in jail for killing his wife.

Anyway when Thanksigving rolled around. We all gathered and began the meal. We prayed of course first. Something like.....

Rub a dub dub
Thanks for the grub
Yay God

Anyway we all dug in. A feast for the ages. Turkey and chicken, both finger lickin', gravy orgasmic enough to make you hazy, stuffing to cure any concussion. Midway through the meal there is a rumble. A Great rumble. Barry Brown blinked. Then explodes. He just booms. His head flew into the ceiling, leaving his opened neck noew spewing a fountain of shit onto everyone and everything.

At this point there are screams, cries of panic. I saw Aunt Bernice dive to protect her son, Benny, and both were encrusted in a brown tomb. Aunt Chiffon attempted to run for it, but ended up sliding across the floor into the kitchen on wet shit. She crashed into a set of decorative knives. She died a moment later of blood loss and infections to the wounds.

After Barry Brown's body stopped blasitng crap everywhere I found myself imprisoned in a dark world. It smelled terrible. My only memory of that is using the electric carver knife to cut my way free and surviving off bits of corn I found stuck to those brown walls.

It was hell I tell ya.

Marc, how much acid have you dropped? LOL
 
Every day we stray further from God...

Which don't matter to me, every thinks I'm a devil worshipper cuz Christians aren't taught the difference between Satanist and Atheist.

Btw, KotaKotsu KotaKotsu , is that an engagement ring Kotsu just gave Owl and told her not to open?

Could be. Could be a necklace. Could be his ear. No, I'm kidding, it's definitely not his ear. Lol
 
Hell yeah. The problem is, since Kotsu's searching for power. He'll stop at nothing. I sent Joe this. Just think instead of arm, it's whips.

Yeah, that's Kotsu alright.

Btw, he can probably feel the skinsuit through her clothes, the nature of it necessitates it already be worn
 

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