I wouldn't touch Stocking for all the money in the world.
Okay start off with a lie.
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?
Trying desperately to make people forget you were obsessively in love with me for like a year.
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.
Now I have thoughts of you masturbating to that midriff picture I sent you.
That's loving disgusting.
And I'm going to be seduced by this?
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I look great.
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.
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She's tried to get Reaper, Otis, Manty, and from outside Blockland, RawrSpoon, Csiko and Hresvelgr to talk to me to get her unblocked.
Yeah cuz after you'd block me you'd go on Blockland servers talking about how you were going to drive off a bridge or blow your brains out on webcam. I have a conscience, and if reaching out like that would save somebody's life, I'd be a monster not to try.
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.
You even admitted that the only reason you kept removing me was to see if I'd readd you. Don't even lie.
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.
Everything that wasn't super love and affection would piss you off. I'd try to have casual conversations and you'd get all creepy and dere dere and if I didn't respond positively to your solicitation of marriage or brown town you'd explode and think of another way to torture me to death.
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."
It's not my fault that you're socially handicapped and have no sense of sarcasm. Literally any negative thing I said to you, even if it was obviously sarcasm, would send you running head-first into mortal bloodrage, and it was during your periods of mortal bloodrage that you'd threaten Self Delete and murder, and I was naive enough to think talking you through it would help.
But I regret exerting myself, not only were you just doing that for the most pathetic pittance of attention, you're not really worth saving.
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.
You are beyond mental. It's one thing to act the victim, it's another to believe your own act.
I'm sure none of you mindless, droll starfishs will believe this.
"If you don't believe me, you're a mindless, droll starfish."
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.
No I didn't, you told me that if I ever blocked you you'd commit Self Delete, so you had to stare at some goofy picture of me and chant about how ugly I was until you could gather up the nerve to block me.
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'm not really sure how giving you a picture that you threatened to rape me over not giving you "broke your back".
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.
If Lord Tony and IUV can be trusted:
4:11 PM -
CrCIA: yeah he was telling lord tony
4:11 PM -
CrCIA: that he wished that he'd got my address from me when i was drunk
4:11 PM -
CrCIA: so that he could rape me
4:11 PM -
CrCIA: (according to lord tony(
4:11 PM -
CrCIA: i didnt see the lgos
4:13 PM - 아이유브이: yea he told me that to, but instead he wanted to
4:13 PM - 아이유브이: cut off your finger tips
4:13 PM - 아이유브이: and spend the whole day with you
4:13 PM - 아이유브이: just same old stuff
And let's not forget that you built an entire script with the sole purpose of tricking people into blocking me.
You're a pathetic,
dangerous man-child, angry at the world for your own pathetic failures. This is but one of your brief moments where you act like you're conked out on drugs or something and you start pretentiously playing the victim card and offering bullstuff explanations to foster a pity-defense. Yes, you are extremely pitiable. You're poor. You're ugly. You're fat. You've never had a normal relationship in your life. Your grandparents are disgusted with you. You flunked high school. Hell, despite all your contributions, you're too much of a freak to properly fit in an internet community full of teenagers.
Iban being a pretentious bitch (playing the victim card) in the last 12 hours:
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.
I'm sure none of you mindless, droll starfishs will believe this. Any chance to jump on me is a chance well worth taking.
What honestly pisses me off most about her is that she chose to do all of this dramatic bullstuff after the fact.
(I like this quote cuz he pretends he didn't just talk about how the idea of me being miserable over his block script pleased him, pretty much solidifying that he selectively remembers past events to the point where even he believes that he's perfectly innocent.)
I finally get fed up with all the drama and bullstuff, then you go on a crusade to execute me?
God only knows why her mother abandoned her when she was 10.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying I'm an angel with totally pure motives. I'm not.
Every time I come back, I want to try again. I want to focus on my toys and hand them out like the Father Christmas of Blockland, but that's not how it turns out. I anger quickly, and I don't hide it. I get into arguments and I am easily dragged into drama.
All I want is peace.
No, you want people to shower you with unbridled love and affection. The problem is, you don't know how human beings work, and are completely incapable of winning any. So you get angry, and you threaten to do things like set their babies on fire or drive spikes under their fingernails. You're a sadist at heart. You like hurting people.
How can you say I've not been victimized, lol. Look at the first post. I trusted her and that trust was misplaced.
You brought it on yourself. I did everything I could to help you, but you're rabid and should be treated as such.
The argument, however, centers around if I deserve it. The Afterschool Special clique (e.g. you) is going to beat me with sticks, and then those without a personal vendetta against me will kinda of see that yeah, this isn't 100% self-inflicted.
When you go around telling people how you're going to call up every Sonic in the state to find where I'm living, so you can slice off my fingertips and sodomize me, I don't know how you can take yourself seriously playing the victim card.
I've never liked Visage, or Badspot, or Ephialtes. Yet I respect what they say as if it's almost parental. It's extremely hard to describe my feelings towards them.
On that note, I emailed Badspot about the comic mess-up before anyone could even report it. I was very haphazard about cropping it and I guess I just didn't notice. I have faith in his judgement, so if I get banned, again, I guess that's what's fair.
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Kissing their asses won't win you any sympathy.
Unfortunately, Stocking will probably never be banned, as I said again, there's a thin line between getting banned and obeying the rules, and she's sitting comfortably in it.
She's forgeted up, a lot of us would have known this by now, she whores herself out to "boyfriends" on the internet for profits.
You're still pissed off that you were wrong about me not being a girl.
forget off already.