You're still asking? Even AFTER I gave you a shiny new quarter?! Judas fucking Iscariot, you are one fucking ungrateful...
*sigh* Here's another quarter. Go nuts...
*sigh* Here's another quarter. Go nuts...
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The Lusty Argonian
STATUS: @Potemking: I feel as though you may have a masochistic compulsion. I've broken many a controller over Soulsborne games. 4 yrs ago
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@Potemking: I feel as though you may have a masochistic compulsion. I've broken many a controller over Soulsborne games.
4 yrs ago
*Has a feeling Jones reads too many romance novels*
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4 yrs ago
Redguards are technically the Arabians of Tamriel, so wouldn't shouting "Haji" make more sense? No disrespect to my Muslim buddies out there, just sayin'.
4 yrs ago
[2] It can also be effective in subverting the person's expectations. Take for instance Spec Ops: The Line. Looks like a boring military shooter, but is actually a grim look into the horrors of war.
4 yrs ago
[1]The 'cover' is meant to entice the person into partaking of the medium, just as an album cover would intrigue someone into listening to the music.
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I'm a human, so there.
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"Kim Kardashian just choked to death on a dick! There's still hope!"
Spooky
"Huh? Oh damn!" And this is what all her blubbering got her almost. Harley raced to send her paper over to the printer, only mere seconds before the bell rang. "Phew! Made it!" She sighed and wiped her brow, almost in a dramatic fashion. "Oh, right! Lemme check my schedule." Again the process of having to dig it out of the back pocket of her jeans and smooth it out on the table. Maybe she should consider getting one of those fancy planner things like Nat has.
"Hmm...looks like I got..." She read her schedule, but shortly, her face wrinkled with disgust. "Ewww...Calculus. More math."
m.youtube.com/watch?v=KX8ebGCzGeo
Hell...who was she to deny it? Even after so long they were separated, the guy could still make bitter, cynical her crack a smile. She laughed at him, the first time she's ever had a good laugh in a while. "Nah, I'm pretty sure I've been wicked lately. I mean...getting high and fucked up every night, selling drugs at school...being a bitch to you for like ever... not exactly a goody two-shoes princess." Helena sighed, a brief pause. She felt her phone buzz in her pocket, but ignored it.
If it was Darren, then fuck him. She didn't have to answer him at all. The redhead looked up at Jason. It was weird how tall he was now. Back when they were kids, he was always the short one. She smiled, a small curl of her lips.
"I'm really glad you showed up though, Jase. Things have been...really screwy lately, and I needed someone to talk to. Truth be told...you were the first person who came to mind."
"Hmm...looks like I got..." She read her schedule, but shortly, her face wrinkled with disgust. "Ewww...Calculus. More math."
m.youtube.com/watch?v=KX8ebGCzGeo
Hell...who was she to deny it? Even after so long they were separated, the guy could still make bitter, cynical her crack a smile. She laughed at him, the first time she's ever had a good laugh in a while. "Nah, I'm pretty sure I've been wicked lately. I mean...getting high and fucked up every night, selling drugs at school...being a bitch to you for like ever... not exactly a goody two-shoes princess." Helena sighed, a brief pause. She felt her phone buzz in her pocket, but ignored it.
If it was Darren, then fuck him. She didn't have to answer him at all. The redhead looked up at Jason. It was weird how tall he was now. Back when they were kids, he was always the short one. She smiled, a small curl of her lips.
"I'm really glad you showed up though, Jase. Things have been...really screwy lately, and I needed someone to talk to. Truth be told...you were the first person who came to mind."
@Alisdragon911 Well...Darren's nowhere near the school actually.
@manapool1 I might consider.
@Luna Amore
Feeling the blonde wrap her arms around her, it brought even more tears to the cowgirl's eyes. But these were not tears of sorrow Harley shed. "Thanks...Natalia.." She whimpered, letting herself be held. It was hard enough having to leave her family back in Texas, feeling alone and lost in a big city like this. Jack's turmoil, it was another heavy burden to bear. "Thank you...for everything..."
With a soft smile to her dear friend, she gently removed herself from Natalia's arms and stood up, drying her eyes. "I...I probably shouldn't spend all day blubberin' though. Jack wouldn't want that. Thanks Nat. I'm really glad I have a friend like you. Don't know what I'd do if you didn't come along."
Helena's look remained indifferent for a bit, but slowly, a small smile crept across her lips. She had to admit, eventhough he was Mr. Popular at school now, Jason was still a little goofball.
She chuckled slightly, "Heh... So Prince Charming gets all dolled up for his date with the Wicked Witch. Dunno why you went through the trouble, man. I still smell like a beer joint." She would admit she too would have gone home and cleaned up...if she cared enough. It seemed after everything, she just lost all resolve. "Anyways..." She sighed, her smile fading. "I...didn't think you were gonna show up..."
It was quiet in his classroom, but rather than burn up the last of his phone's battery life by streaming music, Louis decided to contend with the quiet while he graded assignments. Normally, seeing the amazing work of his students brought joy and a comforting warmth to his heart, but alas, he was troubled...deeply, by his brother's words over the phone. His last conversation with Darren, it echoed still in his ears, causing him to shut his eyes with a slight shiver.
"I know you fucking have it, Louie! Either you pay up, or I'll fuck you up! You and your bitch wife! You fucking hear me, camera boy!"
"I'm warning you, little brother. If you come around my family causing trouble, I will call the police."
"And what the fuck are they gonna do? Arrest me?"
"Yes, they will arrest you, and then maybe you'll learn your lesson and get cleaned up."
"HA! FUCK! YOU! LOUIE! You always were a little bitch! Never wanted to face your problems head on! Always wanted to run from them and hide behind your little fucking blanket! No wonder dad thought you were a little pussy!"
"I have to go now. Tell mom I said hi."
This ain't over, Lou! You better have that fucking money, or-"
*click*
He sighed, ruffling his hands through his hair.
Darren can't possibly know about...no.. No...he's just trying to exploit me for more money. That's all.
There was a lump forming in his throat. He choked it down...looking over at his phone.
I should give Sarah a call...see if everything's okay.
Parked outside a rather elegant looking apartment building in Manhattan, Darren sat and watched as the people went in and out through the revolving doors. He took a short hit off his meth pipe, a chill going over his body as the drugs seeped into his lips and tainted him.
Not long, he saw a beautiful, brunette woman strolling down the sidewalk with another. She, the brunette, looked to be around maybe three to four months pregnant. Darren wasn't a fucking doctor, so how could he tell?
He waited until the two women hugged and said their goodbyes and the pregnant woman walked into the building, then he fired up his car and drove off, but not before leaving his worthless lackey a heated text.
Feeling the blonde wrap her arms around her, it brought even more tears to the cowgirl's eyes. But these were not tears of sorrow Harley shed. "Thanks...Natalia.." She whimpered, letting herself be held. It was hard enough having to leave her family back in Texas, feeling alone and lost in a big city like this. Jack's turmoil, it was another heavy burden to bear. "Thank you...for everything..."
With a soft smile to her dear friend, she gently removed herself from Natalia's arms and stood up, drying her eyes. "I...I probably shouldn't spend all day blubberin' though. Jack wouldn't want that. Thanks Nat. I'm really glad I have a friend like you. Don't know what I'd do if you didn't come along."
Helena's look remained indifferent for a bit, but slowly, a small smile crept across her lips. She had to admit, eventhough he was Mr. Popular at school now, Jason was still a little goofball.
She chuckled slightly, "Heh... So Prince Charming gets all dolled up for his date with the Wicked Witch. Dunno why you went through the trouble, man. I still smell like a beer joint." She would admit she too would have gone home and cleaned up...if she cared enough. It seemed after everything, she just lost all resolve. "Anyways..." She sighed, her smile fading. "I...didn't think you were gonna show up..."
It was quiet in his classroom, but rather than burn up the last of his phone's battery life by streaming music, Louis decided to contend with the quiet while he graded assignments. Normally, seeing the amazing work of his students brought joy and a comforting warmth to his heart, but alas, he was troubled...deeply, by his brother's words over the phone. His last conversation with Darren, it echoed still in his ears, causing him to shut his eyes with a slight shiver.
"I know you fucking have it, Louie! Either you pay up, or I'll fuck you up! You and your bitch wife! You fucking hear me, camera boy!"
"I'm warning you, little brother. If you come around my family causing trouble, I will call the police."
"And what the fuck are they gonna do? Arrest me?"
"Yes, they will arrest you, and then maybe you'll learn your lesson and get cleaned up."
"HA! FUCK! YOU! LOUIE! You always were a little bitch! Never wanted to face your problems head on! Always wanted to run from them and hide behind your little fucking blanket! No wonder dad thought you were a little pussy!"
"I have to go now. Tell mom I said hi."
This ain't over, Lou! You better have that fucking money, or-"
*click*
He sighed, ruffling his hands through his hair.
Darren can't possibly know about...no.. No...he's just trying to exploit me for more money. That's all.
There was a lump forming in his throat. He choked it down...looking over at his phone.
I should give Sarah a call...see if everything's okay.
Parked outside a rather elegant looking apartment building in Manhattan, Darren sat and watched as the people went in and out through the revolving doors. He took a short hit off his meth pipe, a chill going over his body as the drugs seeped into his lips and tainted him.
Not long, he saw a beautiful, brunette woman strolling down the sidewalk with another. She, the brunette, looked to be around maybe three to four months pregnant. Darren wasn't a fucking doctor, so how could he tell?
He waited until the two women hugged and said their goodbyes and the pregnant woman walked into the building, then he fired up his car and drove off, but not before leaving his worthless lackey a heated text.
Sent to: Helena:
"Yo, why the fuck ain't you answering my call? You fucking flaking on me, bitch?!"Dark Souls meets The Division, but playing as the baddies. Sure, I'm up!
"Bethesda finally decided to release Elder Scrolls VI!"
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