Well yeah, you can't have drama about you're not honest about, lol.
bas
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Originally posted by squirrelly
ewwwwwwwwwww the thought of anyone having sex with the two of them.
Where's that barf picture?!?!
Demoted
Ania woke up nine hours later, scattered vision, staccato, yet uneven steps. The linoleum but an icy maze now, a vast expanse stretching between where she was and where her belongings were.
"This was impossible" was her first thought she could muster, but even that was stretched and nearly incomprehensible.
A rough, unsettling feeling traveled down her forehead and all the way down her sternum, through her lungs, forming an uneasy habitat at the base of her stomach. She keeled over the side of the deflating twin sized air mattress with what appeared to be rust stains and vomited until she felt wholly depleted. Slowly things began to reattach of the events that had past. It was disjointed , like vibrant, inane clawing upon a door while trying to escape.
She attempted to move her arm upward to stretch out a shooting pain that hit her shoulder sharply, but noticed her mobility was limited. She heard a chain faintly striking the linoleum floor in her attempt.
She was chained to the floor.
Suddenly a pa crackled overhead...
MeLLyMeL
quote:
Originally posted by Demoted
Ania woke up nine hours later, scattered vision, staccato, yet uneven steps. The linoleum but an icy maze now, a vast expanse stretching between where she was and where her belongings were.
"This was impossible" was her first thought she could muster, but even that was stretched and nearly incomprehensible.
A rough, unsettling feeling traveled down her forehead and all the way down her sternum, through her lungs, forming an uneasy habitat at the base of her stomach. She keeled over the side of the deflating twin sized air mattress with what appeared to be rust stains and vomited until she felt wholly depleted. Slowly things began to reattach of the events that had past. It was disjointed , like vibrant, inane clawing upon a door while trying to escape.
She attempted to move her arm upward to stretch out a shooting pain that hit her shoulder sharply, but noticed her mobility was limited. She heard a chain faintly striking the cement floor in her attempt.
She was chained to the floor.
Suddenly a pa crackled overhead...
this story and your post about comparing the song Drops of Jupiter to a rapist and made a wonderful story out of it - is why I would never bang you.
I need you to stay here.:stongue:
bas
quote:
Originally posted by Demoted
Ania woke up nine hours later, scattered vision, staccato, yet uneven steps. The linoleum but an icy maze now, a vast expanse stretching between where she was and where her belongings were.
"This was impossible" was her first thought she could muster, but even that was stretched and nearly incomprehensible.
A rough, unsettling feeling traveled down her forehead and all the way down her sternum, through her lungs, forming an uneasy habitat at the base of her stomach. She keeled over the side of the deflating twin sized air mattress with what appeared to be rust stains and vomited until she felt wholly depleted. Slowly things began to reattach of the events that had past. It was disjointed , like vibrant, inane clawing upon a door while trying to escape.
She attempted to move her arm upward to stretch out a shooting pain that hit her shoulder sharply, but noticed her mobility was limited. She heard a chain faintly striking the linoleum floor in her attempt.
She was chained to the floor.
Suddenly a pa crackled overhead...
:stongue: :stongue:
lücid
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Originally posted by MeLLyMeL
:stongue:
hi-laaaaaaaaaaaaarious! I missed you crushing on eric - somehow! woosh.
i didn't have a crush on him! i just wanted to hump his leg and fondle his muscles. :(
Palladium
Stace
hence why she doesn't post anymore
squirrelly
lol eric
Demoted
White noise. The sound reverberated between Ania's lapses, interrupting all function forcibly and suddenly. It seared every thought, and slowly receded inward, but the pain came shooting back a second time. A third time. Then it too receded inward.
She could open her eyes again, a faint static humming in the background. A gargled voice slithered through the miasmal sound and calmly stated "helo". It was simple, and in an earthy and bucolic tone. It twisted around the walls, skating like slick oil back into her head, along the cuts on her arms and legs. Everything burned again.
The door on the distant wall began to shift form and make a sickening jostling noise...
Joss Weatherby
i dont get the yukii hate, id bang the drum slowly if you know what i mean... :p
lenazi
nou you'd bang leftover ground beef stuffed into a paper towel tube ffs.
yukii
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Originally posted by Joss Weatherby
i dont get the yukii hate, id bang the drum slowly if you know what i mean... :p
they'll always hate me joss, no point in asking :p
