kokujin 558 Posted January 16, 2019 Share Posted January 16, 2019 tell me a day,and I'll tell you what you did. The genre of the story will be based on your personality. I'll write a page out of your book. 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Mr. House 3,371 Posted January 16, 2019 Share Posted January 16, 2019 What was I doing yesterday, Kokujin? 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
SheepKilla 473 Posted January 16, 2019 Share Posted January 16, 2019 Sunday night Quote Link to post Share on other sites
DynamiteCop 2,084 Posted January 16, 2019 Share Posted January 16, 2019 July 11th, 1993 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
kokujin 558 Posted January 16, 2019 Author Share Posted January 16, 2019 8 minutes ago, Ramza said: What was I doing yesterday, Kokujin? 1.15.19 Ramza awoke, slodged, slothed, tired but drenched in the cum-tactular satisfaction that he sheeted his beds at least 14 times last night before he lost count. MIDI pangs of DQ11 repetitive tune played in the background from his 27" CRT gray box. He reached to wipe his pudge nose with his left fingers, but in his haste, accidently smeared cum and cheeto all over his nostril --- "aah... fuck. every time.. Oh well." It's probably 12PM. Or maybe 4PM. Late for "work." for our hero. "I must sign on the sstem waar,.. and tell themabout my precious gaming collection," RAmzapoo slithered to himself. As he arched up his 400 lb bodie, he uses his weight to shuffle away cans and shards of mess, from his $35 walmart air mattress. He stretches his arm and prada's his large size. For a mammoth, he does spur a fierce some weight. Had he applied himself, he would make a good linebacker back in the day. That's if felayfa didn't not take my date offer 15 years ago." RAmza purged himself with the same thoughts that plague him everyday. Felayfa, a blackwoman he once pounced on in a week of SJW'ing, rejected RAMZA saying 'he smelled like a cow.' He didn't quite take to the irony of that over a decade ago. But nothing spurns the spine of a white man like trying to be nice to black women, and then being turned down. RAmza signs on his DELL 1220P PC and the system wars screen flickers. "Time to talk shit in the Fitttnesss threeead," -- another slither that no other soul will hear. 2 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Mr. House 3,371 Posted January 16, 2019 Share Posted January 16, 2019 It's worse than I expected. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
kokujin 558 Posted January 16, 2019 Author Share Posted January 16, 2019 11 minutes ago, DynamiteCop! said: July 11th, 1993 how old are you now? and how old would you be? I don't know much about you, but I'll try and throw some hashtag insults and make it fun. Do you like any weird genres?? Not a horror gai... space? (no one else will find it interesting though). 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
SheepKilla 473 Posted January 16, 2019 Share Posted January 16, 2019 1 minute ago, Ramza said: It's worse than I expected. 1.15.19 Davey Pee awakens to his name-sake: a piss-colored sunset rising on his Quebec trailer park. He rubs his eyes, yawns, and smiles clumsily. A new day! He hears a noise in the kitchen. It's his hot, supermodel girlfriend. "Honey, I made you some oeufs", she says in her Quebec accent. Davey Pee smiles to himself again. She brings him his food, and then his supermodel girlfriend lightly kisses him on the lips, saying: "Thank you for existing. You're so perfect." He'll be late for work. He throws his bathrobe aside, and rushes into his car. He works at a hedge fund and is running late. And all of a sudden the vr headset comes off, revealing it was all a delusion. DP wakes up again and cries to himself whilst hugging a pillow. 2 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
kokujin 558 Posted January 16, 2019 Author Share Posted January 16, 2019 (edited) 2 minutes ago, SheepKilla said: 1.15.19 Davey Pee awakens to his name-sake: a piss-colored sunset rising on his Quebec trailer park. He rubs his eyes, yawns, and smiles clumsily. A new day! He hears a noise in the kitchen. It's his hot, supermodel girlfriend. "Honey, I made you some oeufs", she says in her Quebec accent. Davey Pee smiles to himself again. She brings him his food, and then his supermodel girlfriend lightly kisses him on the lips, saying: "Thank you for existing. You're so perfect." He'll be late for work. He throws his bathrobe aside, and rushes into his car. He works at a hedge fund and is running late. And all of a sudden the vr headset comes off, revealing it was all a delusion. DP wakes up again and cries to himself whilst hugging a pillow. -- ahahaha. first I was just gonna credit you for kissing his ass, because that's what he wanted. but that's good lmfao. I thought mine was actually sticky and fine too. It doesn't have to be you David P. It's writing, you can enjoy where it came from. Edited January 16, 2019 by kokujin 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
kokujin 558 Posted January 16, 2019 Author Share Posted January 16, 2019 33 minutes ago, SheepKilla said: Sunday night went to church and burned the masses. 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
DynamiteCop 2,084 Posted January 16, 2019 Share Posted January 16, 2019 23 minutes ago, kokujin said: how old are you now? and how old would you be? I don't know much about you, but I'll try and throw some hashtag insults and make it fun. Do you like any weird genres?? Not a horror gai... space? (no one else will find it interesting though). 33 now, I was 7 then. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
kokujin 558 Posted January 16, 2019 Author Share Posted January 16, 2019 what's your first name/nicky? lol 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Boss 70 Posted January 16, 2019 Share Posted January 16, 2019 June 20th 2015 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
kokujin 558 Posted January 16, 2019 Author Share Posted January 16, 2019 (edited) 1 minute ago, Boss said: June 20th 2015 what were you actually doing that day? I feel like it was something important or memorable. I'll make yours more flattering. Edited January 16, 2019 by kokujin 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
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DynamiteCop 2,084 Posted January 16, 2019 Share Posted January 16, 2019 40 minutes ago, kokujin said: what's your first name/nicky? lol Jon 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
kokujin 558 Posted January 16, 2019 Author Share Posted January 16, 2019 (edited) 40 minutes ago, Boss said: June 20th 2015 Tackling a snappet picket of celophane wrapped powder, Boss knew this was some 70/30 slab. Ah, wells. Will get me hard and ride me high for the moment. If I feel like collapsin', I'll call over the stewerdess, ride her,and sneak my 5 in her skirt pockets for the to-go-vodka bottles she obviously has stashed. That blonde bitch ain't foolin' me. He may be flying 17,000 miles high but no peak scares Boss. What scares him is coming down. You pocket the shame and look forward. A bald-head cauc like you with his whiskers still clinging to his side-burns. You ignore the crisis of it all, and stare out the window. when in ROME do as ROMANS do. Maybe that'll be the struggle that'll teach you a lesson. You try. Edited January 16, 2019 by kokujin 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Mr. House 3,371 Posted January 16, 2019 Share Posted January 16, 2019 1 hour ago, SheepKilla said: 1.15.19 Davey Pee awakens to his name-sake: a piss-colored sunset rising on his Quebec trailer park. He rubs his eyes, yawns, and smiles clumsily. A new day! He hears a noise in the kitchen. It's his hot, supermodel girlfriend. "Honey, I made you some oeufs", she says in her Quebec accent. Davey Pee smiles to himself again. She brings him his food, and then his supermodel girlfriend lightly kisses him on the lips, saying: "Thank you for existing. You're so perfect." He'll be late for work. He throws his bathrobe aside, and rushes into his car. He works at a hedge fund and is running late. And all of a sudden the vr headset comes off, revealing it was all a delusion. DP wakes up again and cries to himself whilst hugging a pillow. Good shit. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
MalaXmaS 646 Posted January 16, 2019 Share Posted January 16, 2019 Tell me what I was doing September 11, 2001. At 10 am. In New York City. 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
James Skywalker 528 Posted January 17, 2019 Share Posted January 17, 2019 (edited) When? How about today - Wednesday. I don’t want you to right about me - I want you to left about me. Because I was left behind. Edited January 17, 2019 by Angel Jim Quote Link to post Share on other sites
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