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Drama / Re: Joshua Moon and Personal Agendas
« on: January 24, 2012, 02:01:43 PM »
Even though I'll still stick to my opinion that you were a richard in 2008-2010, I can see your point against Stocking.
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Yeah, I like a little eyeliner, but the reason she globs it on to the point her eyes look like they have a cartoon character's outline is because she knows the rest of her face just isn't that pretty.
And of course she's going to barge back in, guns blaring, claiming I'm such a creepy creep monster and she only spoke to me because I'm "autismal as forget and I felt bad for you" to totally try and dismiss everything I say.
You don't stick around with someone you hate because you feel bad for them. She picks on autistic kids all the time, look at Lord Tony. If she didn't actually enjoy talking to me for the vast majority of the time, she wouldn't, it's that simple. That logic cannot be undermined. She's going to blow up the few times I actually bought her something to make it seem like she's some criminal mastermind manipulating me, but in all honesty, ~$300 over the course of 9 months is piddly, especially when you consider that $200 of that alone was for a birthday present.
Also, in case anyone is wondering about what wonderful birthday gift I gave her that she masturbates to constantly.
She gave me this to procure a commission from this artist.
This is page 2 of the commission. The big black gap is a panel where the artist drew her masturbating while the girl she swallowed is being incinerated by gastric juices. (Notice the last panel. Look like someone you know?)
I wouldn't touch Stocking for all the money in the world.
I remember a conversation we had like, last week, where I got extremely pissed because she just kept going on about how she could seduce me if she tried.
And I just remember thinking, if this stout little monster kept rubbing up against me, her hair frayed and dyed obnoxiously, her stomach gorged and bloated on stuff fast food, eyes caked in eyeliner, eyebrows doused in black paint as if by a drywall roller, nose bulbous as ever, trying to act lovey or cute, what the forget would I do?
She has no personality to speak of. She has absolutely no attractive features. Her stomach, which is my favorite area of the body, has a slab of fat on it. She's tainted with three hideous tattoos that just scream tramp.
And I'm going to be seduced by this?
She kept re-adding me. Every week, she'd try to be my friend again. She'd go through hoops to talk to me after I did everything I could think of to ignore her.
http://i.imgur.com/jE8cb.png
http://i.imgur.com/vt9G4.png
She's tried to get Reaper, Otis, Manty, and from outside Blockland, RawrSpoon, Csiko and Hresvelgr to talk to me to get her unblocked.
I did everything in my power to keep distance from her, but she'd beg to be unblocked. She seemed desperate to talk to me. I never understood why, but when she'd do all this and immediately act like a bitch again, it was infuriating. She was richarding around me with me endlessly and it pissed me off until all I could see is red.
All I wanted was for her to calm down and just stop pressing my buttons. I remember the first time I ever did get legitimately pissed off at her, I told her the following day something along the lines of:
"I'm really worried. I finally get you to respond and start acting cool, but it was only by being an ass. That's positive reinforcement for something really, really bad."
She trained me to be loud. She trained me to be violent. She would only really listen to me when I tagged it with something gruesome. She loved it so much, when she was trying to entice me into vore roleplay, she would have me describe in depth, for up to 2 hours at a time, what I would do to her best friend to torture her, if her friend had consumed eaten her while I was away.
All the time she would assume we were all college roommates or something. She had planned to meet me after she left her dad's place. We were going to be buddies in a year from now, and the only other person she'd bring along was a girl she had me describe torturing for her amusement. Me hurting someone because of her, in her name, just her just turned her on.
I'm sure none of you mindless, droll starfishs will believe this. Any chance to jump on me is a chance well worth taking. I can assure you guys, however, that if I ever made her upset, she had all the power in the world to walk away.
The straw that broke the camel's back was her stomach picture. After sending that to me, she told me constantly she was underwhelmed by my response. After a full year of loving around with me, she does something to get me back, but I'm already far gone. I'm already disinterested. She can't undo that, her stomach is a few months too late, and all it took was my house burning down to get it.
It was my lack of attention that set her off, not the attention I did give her. When I didn't respond to her most out-there attempt to get my attention, that's when I became the bad, ungrateful friend, and she the white knight, only trying to be my cuddle-buddy so I wouldn't feel oh-so alone.
I would never hurt Stocking or anyone else, because as far as I'm concerned, in no way is Stocking's life worth mine. She's not even worth my time.
Didn't they threaten to crash facebook like five months ago?
If it was Lulzsec I would be slightly alarmed, but it's anon. Someone will DDOS Facebook, but it probably wouldn't work. Besides, facebook is a nest of handicaps.Lulzsec is only a fear-mongering script kiddie surrounded by a thousand nyan cat-humping people who think they're cool and edgy for being with him.
OpinionIt never is, pothead.
W-W-W-Wait, When were these screenshots taken?Oh great, we've got a bump whore.
Why is this in drama?Because it's a pile of stuff.
That explains a lot.I like how the only thing you churn out is the queen and inbreeding, but again this is a hambeast living in America who ate a lot of "comfort food" after getting a nervous breakdown from bumping into someone's car.