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Post by clove on Oct 29, 2012 9:47:33 GMT -8
Hey Zoe , are you single, then? ; )
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Post by ZoeSazuma on Oct 29, 2012 10:24:47 GMT -8
Maybe, maybe not
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Post by clove on Oct 29, 2012 11:11:14 GMT -8
*Double pistols and a wink*
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Post by ZoeSazuma on Oct 29, 2012 15:19:03 GMT -8
BTW, you do realize I'm a girl right?
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Post by clove on Oct 29, 2012 15:43:45 GMT -8
I honestly don't care what genitals are present--humans are all the same in the end.
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Post by ZoeSazuma on Oct 29, 2012 18:51:04 GMT -8
just making sure you knew
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Post by lorelei on Oct 29, 2012 21:54:05 GMT -8
Clove, I'm starting to think you should be lust, not me haha
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Post by clove on Oct 29, 2012 22:19:09 GMT -8
Nah, I'm not overly lusty or kinky--I'm on the level that everyone would be on were they not so possessed by their cultures/social norms. Rather than being horribly perverted, I'm open-minded in a very extreme way that probably looks crazy to you guys. I think if I had a better opinion of humans in general I would take more preferences and conditions to partners (in all regards) like even the other "Bi" or "Omnisexual" people but, uh, really, you're all the same walking meatsacks available to be subject to my whim(s) or plots. Your skin all feels the same to me and you all act the same when turned on. So, uh, I may actually not be suited to Lust? Or I am even more so with this babbling? I don't know.
Well.
No, yeah. Most fetishes have nothing to do with Lust, more psychological needs seeking alternative/physical ploys to be fulfilled. So, not Lust attributes. Not really. I'll go crawl under a rock now or something.
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Post by lorelei on Oct 29, 2012 22:49:35 GMT -8
Well that was certainly enlightening. I'm intrigued how you refer to other people as either "humans" or "meatsacks" though...
ERMAGERD CLOVE IZ SECRETLY VAMPIREZ!! DOEZ U SPARKLEZ?!?!
XD Sorry couldn't resist!
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Post by lime on Oct 29, 2012 23:16:28 GMT -8
Hey, I get the other end of the spectrum at times - IRL name's Jacob, so I've once got "Are you a werewolf? :3"....
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Post by lorelei on Oct 29, 2012 23:40:41 GMT -8
I can top that. XD My ex-boyfriend's name is Jacob, who had a pet wolf-malamute hybrid at one point, which (awkwardly enough) had the same name as me (years before we met, too!). I started calling him Wolfboy before it got related back that god-awful series. Also, he was always really really warm :3
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Post by clove on Oct 29, 2012 23:49:33 GMT -8
(Bloodplay is the least of what I am willing to do/interested in doing. Not even joking.)
On my derogatory terminology for our species: I have a hate/fascination thing with my fellow species steaming from my self-hate and misanthropy and over time turning more violent, fetishistic, and meshing with my near religious obsession with the possible Perfect Tragedies available to our modern world. It's just all so wonderfully exciting and beautiful--like ero guro in the more traditional sense.
I need to legally change my name to Melpomene or some similar, theatrical rot. Right now everyone calls me by my last name since my first name is a stripper name. At least there's the possibility of getting some quick shags from the naive Twifans with your name, Lime.
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Post by lorelei on Oct 30, 2012 0:05:00 GMT -8
How is it... You know what, not even gonna ask. You're honestly wasted as an actress, hun. You'd do well with all the other nuts that dwell within the theatre's dark and downright twisted embrace.
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Post by clove on Oct 30, 2012 0:18:52 GMT -8
No way, the theater majors scare the shit outta me. I got dragged to some free performance last fall after making out with this one chick and her friends kept enacting cliches and afterwards some red headed chick did a thirty minute interpretive dance while they were all chatting outside about how she picked up a cricket earlier that day. It was a terrifying experience for me.
I'll stick with the English majors who sit about talking about the best ways to escalate shit and when to actually write out the rape scenes.
Plus I have horrible stage fright. I had to read a flash fiction I did for my workshop class and I not only fell back into my chair but I let out this horrendous strangled moan when the dissatisfied housewife innocently asked if my characters were gay and/or brothers and I started giggling hysterically when everyone started excitedly talking about the maggots. Being in the spotlight is horrifying for me. The emboldening shield the internet provides just makes it look like I'd be the next Lothario. I die on any "stages".
"How is it..."? What? I'm all shades of curious now.
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Post by lorelei on Oct 30, 2012 0:31:20 GMT -8
Wait, was that the show I saw you at? Thaaaat explains a lot.
And honestly, I have stagefright too, I just taught myself to deal with it. But, whatever floats your boat.
Your first name isn't a stripper name, imho. Mine is though... >.<
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