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lieutenantantichrist) wrote2013-02-04 02:35 pm
lieutenantantichrist) wrote2013-02-04 02:35 pm
IC Contact
"Carter Blake. What do you want?"
"Carter Blake. What do you want?"
Wrld peace. Id settle for a good convrsation right now thuogh.
[Carter recognizes the ID that pops up.]
Oh yeah, you're one of the ladies in the bathrobes. You ever catch the rat that stole your underwear?
Oh yeah, you're one of the ladies in the bathrobes. You ever catch the rat that stole your underwear?
so. you finally met a pony.
now you can see my feelings on the matter, right.
why i couldnt possibly let the one down.
how can you fucking stand to let a pony down?
seriously.
so come on.
youve met one.
tell me your feels.
now you can see my feelings on the matter, right.
why i couldnt possibly let the one down.
how can you fucking stand to let a pony down?
seriously.
so come on.
youve met one.
tell me your feels.
My whats?
There must be something in the water around here, because if you're talking about nutjobs who think they're horses, I met two. Letting them down would be real easy if it meant they'd shut up.
There must be something in the water around here, because if you're talking about nutjobs who think they're horses, I met two. Letting them down would be real easy if it meant they'd shut up.
Haven't gotten there yet.
I guess I was jumping the gun on getting out of this damn town.
[He is going to grow old and die here, he can feel it.]
I guess I was jumping the gun on getting out of this damn town.
[He is going to grow old and die here, he can feel it.]
hey blake.
hey.
hey.
hey.
hey you.
hey listen.
hey.
i found you.
hey.
hey.
hey.
hey you.
hey listen.
hey.
i found you.
I AM GOING TO RIP OUT ONE OF YOUR LUNGS AND WEAR IT AS A FUCKING PARTY HAT
Yeah, I'm out. They had me picking up garbage like an eighty-year-old lady.
First. I don't expect you to be awake. [He's settled securely... on a roof. Always with the roof.]
Secondly, you were right about the me not being dead thing. Thought you should know. You have no idea how horrible that is.
And here I thought if I'd lived it would be a good thing.
Talk to you later. [And then he hung up. Sorry Blake, you'll have to call him back if he woke you and you missed answering.]
Secondly, you were right about the me not being dead thing. Thought you should know. You have no idea how horrible that is.
And here I thought if I'd lived it would be a good thing.
Talk to you later. [And then he hung up. Sorry Blake, you'll have to call him back if he woke you and you missed answering.]
[Blake is jarred out of sleep when his phone rings. What now, another dead kid]
[He fumbles for the phone as he sits up and looks blearily at the screen.]
[In the first second, his dream stains the picture, and it's a drowned boy looking at him.]
[By the time he figures out what's going on, it goes black.]
[His thumb smacks the button to call Obito back.]
[His voice is thick and disoriented.] Th'hell wazzat about?
[He fumbles for the phone as he sits up and looks blearily at the screen.]
[In the first second, his dream stains the picture, and it's a drowned boy looking at him.]
[By the time he figures out what's going on, it goes black.]
[His thumb smacks the button to call Obito back.]
[His voice is thick and disoriented.] Th'hell wazzat about?
Lieutenant Blake -
I know it was a long time ago and this is very late in coming, and I understand if you don't want to accept it; just the same, I wanted to apologize to you for the things I said the last time we spoke. It was incredibly out of line, and I'm sorry for any and all disrespect that I paid you.
I hope you've been doing well and staying safe.
I know it was a long time ago and this is very late in coming, and I understand if you don't want to accept it; just the same, I wanted to apologize to you for the things I said the last time we spoke. It was incredibly out of line, and I'm sorry for any and all disrespect that I paid you.
I hope you've been doing well and staying safe.
[Blake looks down at the message for a while. He scrolls back and forth.]
[His thumb hovers over the call button. He changes his mind. Maybe by typing he'll manage to think first and not say anything stupid.]
[He types something out. Looks at it, erases it. Tries again, with the plainest truth he can get at.]
[It stares back at him from the screen for a minute. Hell with it. He hits send before he can reconsider.]
You were right, kid.
I did a damn stupid thing.
[His thumb hovers over the call button. He changes his mind. Maybe by typing he'll manage to think first and not say anything stupid.]
[He types something out. Looks at it, erases it. Tries again, with the plainest truth he can get at.]
[It stares back at him from the screen for a minute. Hell with it. He hits send before he can reconsider.]
You were right, kid.
I did a damn stupid thing.
[Things have been a bit... weird, all things considered. Between the two of them, that is. He doesn't quite know where they stand. It's confusing, to say the least. After that one night, they've carried on this weird sort of flirty thing and he doesn't quite know how to feel about it.
Obviously not bad, because he hasn't bailed completely. Definitely not bad, because he's sitting here now thinking about contacting the man, because he wants to start traveling again and wants to ask Blake if he wants to tag along.
If it were bad he wouldn't be thinking of asking Blake that.
But it's not particularly good either, when you really dig down deep. The flirting and the having someone nearby has been crucial in getting over Valeria. He never expected Blake of all people to be the one to help him that. Demyx had helped a lot, but then... he disappeared, too. Bro found himself more than ever needing someone close by and that someone was Blake. Carter fucking Blake.
It's weird to think about, but beyond that it's a little scary. In a way, it feels like a rebound and he never thought he would be one for a rebound. Is this just a coping mechanism, or is he actually growing closer to the man? He honestly can't hell. He knows one thing, though. If it's a rebound he doesn't want it to be. Rebounds never work. If anything comes of it, he wants it to be more solid than that!
But he can't fucking tell if anything is coming from it. It's a confused mess of flirting and toeing the line between friends and friends with benefits and something Bro can't really place. It's a mess. A fucking mess and in a way it feels delicate. He honestly doesn't know what he actually wants from it. He doesn't even know what Blake would want from it, honestly. Which... is probably what he should be more concerned with. For all he knows, he could be over thinking it. For all he knows, Blake just considers him a fuck toy and nothing more.
People are complicated. This is why he likes puppets. At least you know where you stand with a puppet- until it starts talking back. But then you're just having an argument with yourself because you're the fucking ventriloquist making it talk.
Hopefully, anyway. If a puppet actually talks to you then you have more than just fucking guy problems on your hands.
Finally though, he decides to just text him. It's not about anything more complex than traveling, though. When you really get down to it, he's too much of a coward to actually try discussing feelings. Especially when doing that can break the delicate thing they have going now. Whatever it is.]
yo so hey.
weve both been kinda stuck in goldenrod a while now right?
well. you longer than me.
but i like moving.
i like doing shit.
im starting to go a little stir crazy here.
i was thinking of hitting the road here soon.
so did you wanna do that thing where you come with me and we
yknow.
do the travely thing together or.
i mean you could stay here.
thats cool too.
whatever floats your boat.
im fine either way.
its up to you.
yeah.
Obviously not bad, because he hasn't bailed completely. Definitely not bad, because he's sitting here now thinking about contacting the man, because he wants to start traveling again and wants to ask Blake if he wants to tag along.
If it were bad he wouldn't be thinking of asking Blake that.
But it's not particularly good either, when you really dig down deep. The flirting and the having someone nearby has been crucial in getting over Valeria. He never expected Blake of all people to be the one to help him that. Demyx had helped a lot, but then... he disappeared, too. Bro found himself more than ever needing someone close by and that someone was Blake. Carter fucking Blake.
It's weird to think about, but beyond that it's a little scary. In a way, it feels like a rebound and he never thought he would be one for a rebound. Is this just a coping mechanism, or is he actually growing closer to the man? He honestly can't hell. He knows one thing, though. If it's a rebound he doesn't want it to be. Rebounds never work. If anything comes of it, he wants it to be more solid than that!
But he can't fucking tell if anything is coming from it. It's a confused mess of flirting and toeing the line between friends and friends with benefits and something Bro can't really place. It's a mess. A fucking mess and in a way it feels delicate. He honestly doesn't know what he actually wants from it. He doesn't even know what Blake would want from it, honestly. Which... is probably what he should be more concerned with. For all he knows, he could be over thinking it. For all he knows, Blake just considers him a fuck toy and nothing more.
People are complicated. This is why he likes puppets. At least you know where you stand with a puppet- until it starts talking back. But then you're just having an argument with yourself because you're the fucking ventriloquist making it talk.
Hopefully, anyway. If a puppet actually talks to you then you have more than just fucking guy problems on your hands.
Finally though, he decides to just text him. It's not about anything more complex than traveling, though. When you really get down to it, he's too much of a coward to actually try discussing feelings. Especially when doing that can break the delicate thing they have going now. Whatever it is.]
yo so hey.
weve both been kinda stuck in goldenrod a while now right?
well. you longer than me.
but i like moving.
i like doing shit.
im starting to go a little stir crazy here.
i was thinking of hitting the road here soon.
so did you wanna do that thing where you come with me and we
yknow.
do the travely thing together or.
i mean you could stay here.
thats cool too.
whatever floats your boat.
im fine either way.
its up to you.
yeah.
[Dirk's been a problem.]
[He keeps lingering in the back of Carter's mind. Moves up to the front on a pretty regular basis, too. Sometimes he picked up the phone and flipped through to the contact labeled HORSE'S ASS. He always put it down again. He didn't know what he'd say. He needed time to think things over.]
[Everything should be different, but nothing's changed. Nobody laughs at him, there's no ripple of half-hidden smirks when he goes down the street. See?, the practical side of him said. Everybody's got their own lives. They're not subscribing to a newsletter called Who Carter Blake Fucked.]
[Dirk hasn't talked. He kept his word.]
[What he keeps thinking about, when the old fear draws back enough to let him, is what he looked like sitting at the table in his underwear with his blond hair all messed up, with that look on his face like anticipation, and how it felt to kiss him and taste coffee.]
[Having somebody joke around with him, want to be around him...it felt good.]
[Everybody's allowed one of these, right? Blake never went to college, but he figures everybody experiments when they get warped to islands full of monsters, too. Blake doesn't know how this is supposed to go now. It's complicated enough with women. What is it, pow, grr, thank you sir? Is he supposed to call him and say, hey, I had a coma dream where we flirted some, how's it going? Is he supposed to pretend nothing ever happened?]
[Is he supposed to still want him?]
[Blake's sitting at the table thumbing through the paper when the phone buzzes. He picks it up.]
[His thumbs move on their own.]
You know what?
Yeah.
Let's blow this joint.
[He keeps lingering in the back of Carter's mind. Moves up to the front on a pretty regular basis, too. Sometimes he picked up the phone and flipped through to the contact labeled HORSE'S ASS. He always put it down again. He didn't know what he'd say. He needed time to think things over.]
[Everything should be different, but nothing's changed. Nobody laughs at him, there's no ripple of half-hidden smirks when he goes down the street. See?, the practical side of him said. Everybody's got their own lives. They're not subscribing to a newsletter called Who Carter Blake Fucked.]
[Dirk hasn't talked. He kept his word.]
[What he keeps thinking about, when the old fear draws back enough to let him, is what he looked like sitting at the table in his underwear with his blond hair all messed up, with that look on his face like anticipation, and how it felt to kiss him and taste coffee.]
[Having somebody joke around with him, want to be around him...it felt good.]
[Everybody's allowed one of these, right? Blake never went to college, but he figures everybody experiments when they get warped to islands full of monsters, too. Blake doesn't know how this is supposed to go now. It's complicated enough with women. What is it, pow, grr, thank you sir? Is he supposed to call him and say, hey, I had a coma dream where we flirted some, how's it going? Is he supposed to pretend nothing ever happened?]
[Is he supposed to still want him?]
[Blake's sitting at the table thumbing through the paper when the phone buzzes. He picks it up.]
[His thumbs move on their own.]
You know what?
Yeah.
Let's blow this joint.
[It's been roughly a month since Yusuke had his encounter with futzed-up Blake. He wouldn't admit it even if you paid him, but he'd been a little worried about the old man - mostly about whether or not he made it to the next town safely. After receiving a CD in the mail a couple weeks ago with Blake's name on it, though - and being surprised as hell by it, because he hadn't exactly anticipated receiving anything from Blake that wasn't a punch in the mouth - he figured that was as good a sign as any that Blake had managed to pull out of his shroom-induced stupor before he got stuck in a ditch somewhere.
In light of this, he decides that it's officially safe to call Blake up and not only acknowledge the gift, but also give him a little crap about making an ass out of himself on the network. The call's coming a little later than he intended, since the HOLIDAY MADNESS at La Casa de Hakusho has been in full swing up until now, but hey, better late than never, right? Right. Phonecall, asshole.]
Hey, Blake! Happy New Year. Didja get that piece of literature I sent you?
[That "piece of literature" being, of course, a pamphlet about the dangers of using drugs that he'd picked up at the Goldenrod City police station. It'd even had a freaky anthropomorphic Growlithe mascot on the cover and everything. Amazing.]
In light of this, he decides that it's officially safe to call Blake up and not only acknowledge the gift, but also give him a little crap about making an ass out of himself on the network. The call's coming a little later than he intended, since the HOLIDAY MADNESS at La Casa de Hakusho has been in full swing up until now, but hey, better late than never, right? Right. Phonecall, asshole.]
Hey, Blake! Happy New Year. Didja get that piece of literature I sent you?
[That "piece of literature" being, of course, a pamphlet about the dangers of using drugs that he'd picked up at the Goldenrod City police station. It'd even had a freaky anthropomorphic Growlithe mascot on the cover and everything. Amazing.]
[Blake's memories of that time are blurry, and he's fine with keeping them that way. On the great cosmic list of stuff you don't want to know, what you did and said while missing (your boyfriend?) somebody and thinking you were a horse is pretty high up there. But it's been long enough that he's feeling pretty secure. If he'd let the worst slip, it would've come back to bite him on the ass by now.
Compared to the worst case scenario, that cheerful little voice isn't so bad.
He grunts into the phone.] Yeah, real funny, smartass.
[Real cute little thing. It had some decent production values, though. Illustrations and little offset boxes that said things like MYCONOPE! THESE SPORES'LL MAKE YOUR HEAD SORE!]
You wanna know the good part?
I got two.
[PARAS IS OUR FRIEND, BUT SPARE US THE SYMPTOMS OF HALLUCINOGEN ABUSE! These include loss of muscular control, flashbacks, paranoia, and an increase in heart rate and blood pressure.]
Compared to the worst case scenario, that cheerful little voice isn't so bad.
He grunts into the phone.] Yeah, real funny, smartass.
[Real cute little thing. It had some decent production values, though. Illustrations and little offset boxes that said things like MYCONOPE! THESE SPORES'LL MAKE YOUR HEAD SORE!]
You wanna know the good part?
I got two.
[PARAS IS OUR FRIEND, BUT SPARE US THE SYMPTOMS OF HALLUCINOGEN ABUSE! These include loss of muscular control, flashbacks, paranoia, and an increase in heart rate and blood pressure.]
Hey.
[Rude would never be praised for eloquence but consider this: he's actually picking up his gear to talk to someone personally. That's a step up from his normal closed-up shell. The devil's in the details, if Blake can spot it.]
[Rude would never be praised for eloquence but consider this: he's actually picking up his gear to talk to someone personally. That's a step up from his normal closed-up shell. The devil's in the details, if Blake can spot it.]
[The phone rings as Blake's out on the porch brushing the furry head of his Deino. He looks to see who's calling, and cradles it on his shoulder.]
Hey Rude.
[Blake has vague, troubling memories of somebody bald with sunglasses picking him up in the wilderness when he was...a little out of his gourd.]
What's going on?
Hey Rude.
[Blake has vague, troubling memories of somebody bald with sunglasses picking him up in the wilderness when he was...a little out of his gourd.]
What's going on?
SHREW!
[Blake, there's a...pokemon, calling you. It's yellow, crabby looking, and is holding up a little scrap of paper with a toddler's rendition of a Snubbull on it. How did she even get this number?]
Sand sand shrew!
[Blake, there's a...pokemon, calling you. It's yellow, crabby looking, and is holding up a little scrap of paper with a toddler's rendition of a Snubbull on it. How did she even get this number?]
Sand sand shrew!
[Blake picks up the phone and his brow furrows.] The fuck...?
[He looks over his shoulder.] Hey, Steve, it's an armadillo. I think it's for you.
[Steve bounds over to the phone and takes it away from him. She waves at her friend from Prom.] Snub! (Hello!)
[He looks over his shoulder.] Hey, Steve, it's an armadillo. I think it's for you.
[Steve bounds over to the phone and takes it away from him. She waves at her friend from Prom.] Snub! (Hello!)
Hey, uh, it's Shaun. Are you taking care of the Poochyena I sold you? It shoulda hatched by now. Is it a boy or a girl? Do Steve and your Arcanine get along with it?
[The name that pops up on the screen is the last that Blake expects to see, and the tremulous young voice is the last he expects to hear.
His brain stalls for a second. What do you say to this kid? Well first you answer you, you fuckin' moron.]
Yeah. Yeah, he hatched a while back.
[Right, he can talk about this. He has shit to say, and he's even gotten used to how goddamn weird a puppy coming out of an egg looks.]
It's a boy. Real feisty little guy. Hah, you shoulda seen how worked up Steve and Hooch were. Steve's figured out how to throw a ball for him, and that can't be easy when you don't have any thumbs. He and Hooch run around like nobody's business.
He even gets along with the electric squirrel that that a-- that Jayden left behind.
[Blake adds, just a touch sheepishly,]
His name's Vince Lombardi.
His brain stalls for a second. What do you say to this kid? Well first you answer you, you fuckin' moron.]
Yeah. Yeah, he hatched a while back.
[Right, he can talk about this. He has shit to say, and he's even gotten used to how goddamn weird a puppy coming out of an egg looks.]
It's a boy. Real feisty little guy. Hah, you shoulda seen how worked up Steve and Hooch were. Steve's figured out how to throw a ball for him, and that can't be easy when you don't have any thumbs. He and Hooch run around like nobody's business.
He even gets along with the electric squirrel that that a-- that Jayden left behind.
[Blake adds, just a touch sheepishly,]
His name's Vince Lombardi.
DON'T READ THIS u will get kissed on the nearest possible wednesday by ur crush. Tomorrow will be the best day ever and u will catch a rare pokemon. HOWEVER IF U DONT FORWARD THIS TO AT LEAST 5 PEOPLE bad luck will rear it's ugly head at u!! THIS IS NOT A JOKE. There are consiquences for ignoring this, u will get chased by 50 beedrills and sprayed by a skuntank!!!!11!
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
DON'T READ THIS u will get kissed on the nearest possible wednesday by ur crush. Tomorrow will be the best day ever and u will catch a rare pokemon. HOWEVER IF U DONT FORWARD THIS TO AT LEAST 5 PEOPLE bad luck will rear it's ugly head at u!! THIS IS NOT A JOKE. There are consiquences for ignoring this, u will get chased by 50 beedrills and sprayed by a skuntank!!!!11!
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
Kid, you don't have to actually send those on, they're a scam.
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[Seems that Riku is either drunk, sitting on his 'gear, or... something else is afoot.
Whatever the case, the text seems to shift from gibberish to, well... this:]
READ THIS
NO REALLY. YOU SHOULD TOTALLY READ THIS. IT'S IMPORTANT!!!
u will get kissed on the nearest possible wednesday by ur crush. Tomorrow will be the best day ever and u will catch a rare pokemon. HOWEVER IF U DONT FORWARD THIS TO AT LEAST 5 PEOPLE bad luck will rear it's ugly head at u!! THIS IS NOT A JOKE. There are consiquences for ignoring this, u will get chased by 50 beedrills and sprayed by a skuntank!!!!11!
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
p.p.s. this is totally riku ok???
Edited 2014-08-15 03:26 (UTC)
DON'T READ THIS u will get kissed on the nearest possible wednesday by ur crush. Tomorrow will be the best day ever and u will catch a rare pokemon. HOWEVER IF U DONT FORWARD THIS TO AT LEAST 5 PEOPLE bad luck will rear it's ugly head at u!! THIS IS NOT A JOKE. There are consiquences for ignoring this, u will get chased by 50 beedrills and sprayed by a skuntank!!!!11!
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
You're starting to really piss me off.
DON'T READ THIS u will get kissed on the nearest possible wednesday by ur crush. Tomorrow will be the best day ever and u will catch a rare pokemon. HOWEVER IF U DONT FORWARD THIS TO AT LEAST 5 PEOPLE bad luck will rear it's ugly head at u!! THIS IS NOT A JOKE. There are consiquences for ignoring this, u will get chased by 50 beedrills and sprayed by a skuntank!!!!11!
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
This had better be the last of these, or when I find you, you're going to be in fucking trouble, pal.
DON'T READ THIS u will get kissed on the nearest possible wednesday by ur crush. Tomorrow will be the best day ever and u will catch a rare pokemon. HOWEVER IF U DONT FORWARD THIS TO AT LEAST 5 PEOPLE bad luck will rear it's ugly head at u!! THIS IS NOT A JOKE. There are consiquences for ignoring this, u will get chased by 50 beedrills and sprayed by a skuntank!!!!11!
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
DON'T READ THIS u will get kissed on the nearest possible wednesday by ur crush. Tomorrow will be the best day ever and u will catch a rare pokemon. HOWEVER IF U DONT FORWARD THIS TO AT LEAST 5 PEOPLE bad luck will rear it's ugly head at u!! THIS IS NOT A JOKE. There are consiquences for ignoring this, u will get chased by 50 beedrills and sprayed by a skuntank!!!!11!
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU YOU'RE A DEAD MAN
DON'T READ THIS u will get kissed on the nearest possible wednesday by ur crush. Tomorrow will be the best day ever and u will catch a rare pokemon. HOWEVER IF U DONT FORWARD THIS TO AT LEAST 5 PEOPLE bad luck will rear it's ugly head at u!! THIS IS NOT A JOKE. There are consiquences for ignoring this, u will get chased by 50 beedrills and sprayed by a skuntank!!!!11!
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
NOT TAKING ANY CHANCES PAL
I WILL SHOVE YOUR PHONE WHERE THE SUN DON'T SHINE
DON'T READ THIS u will get kissed on the nearest possible wednesday by ur crush. Tomorrow will be the best day ever and u will catch a rare pokemon. HOWEVER IF U DONT FORWARD THIS TO AT LEAST 5 PEOPLE bad luck will rear it's ugly head at u!! THIS IS NOT A JOKE. There are consiquences for ignoring this, u will get chased by 50 beedrills and sprayed by a skuntank!!!!11!
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
Fucking hell, I thought I was done with this bullshit!
DON'T READ THIS u will get kissed on the nearest possible wednesday by ur crush. Tomorrow will be the best day ever and u will catch a rare pokemon. HOWEVER IF U DONT FORWARD THIS TO AT LEAST 5 PEOPLE bad luck will rear it's ugly head at u!! THIS IS NOT A JOKE. There are consiquences for ignoring this, u will get chased by 50 beedrills and sprayed by a skuntank!!!!11!
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
Edited 2014-08-15 06:32 (UTC)
I WILL RIP YOUR HEAD OFF, PUNT IT CROSS-COUNTRY, AND THEN MAIL YOU YOUR OWN FUCKING SPINE
DON'T READ THIS u will get kissed on the nearest possible wednesday by ur crush. Tomorrow will be the best day ever and u will catch a rare pokemon. HOWEVER IF U DONT FORWARD THIS TO AT LEAST 5 PEOPLE bad luck will rear it's ugly head at u!! THIS IS NOT A JOKE. There are consiquences for ignoring this, u will get chased by 50 beedrills and sprayed by a skuntank!!!!11!
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
text; he's not reading the names anymore anyway
lieutenantantichrist
2014-08-15 08:31 am (UTC)(link)
I WILL TWIST YOUR HEAD AROUND BACKWARDS SO YOU CAN WATCH ME KICK YOUR ASS
DON'T READ THIS u will get kissed on the nearest possible wednesday by ur crush. Tomorrow will be the best day ever and u will catch a rare pokemon. HOWEVER IF U DONT FORWARD THIS TO AT LEAST 5 PEOPLE bad luck will rear it's ugly head at u!! THIS IS NOT A JOKE. There are consiquences for ignoring this, u will get chased by 50 beedrills and sprayed by a skuntank!!!!11!
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
I'LL YANK OUT YOUR GALLBLADDER AND FEED IT TO THE FISH
DON'T READ THIS u will get kissed on the nearest possible wednesday by ur crush. Tomorrow will be the best day ever and u will catch a rare pokemon. HOWEVER IF U DONT FORWARD THIS TO AT LEAST 5 PEOPLE bad luck will rear it's ugly head at u!! THIS IS NOT A JOKE. There are consiquences for ignoring this, u will get chased by 50 beedrills and sprayed by a skuntank!!!!11!
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
**NOTE** The more people U send this to, the better luck you have!
P.S. I did not make this up, someone sent it to me so I am passing it on!
> ENCRYPTED ATTACHMENT: pory-con-invite.txt
I'M GONNA SET UP SOME CINDER BLOCKS AND BREAK THEM WITH YOUR FACE
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