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canisayfuckmore I get why you think this is a good idea, but, I'm just saying. This is a fucking terrible idea.
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Sep. 20th, 2012 08:16 pmcanisayfuckmoreSo... I get where you're going, with the whole, picking me up again, thing? And I'm not against it. Entirely. It's not, you know, you've had worse ideas. I'm just saying, it's been a while, and maybe you should, uh...
Gimme a break? I mean please. Come on. There was trauma last time. Actual trauma. And don't even try excuses, I know you'll just go back to the same. Oh it's not planned. Sure, it's not planned now. But give you a week and I'll be dangling off the Eiffel fucking Tower with dinosaurs trying to bite my feet off.
Gimme a break? I mean please. Come on. There was trauma last time. Actual trauma. And don't even try excuses, I know you'll just go back to the same. Oh it's not planned. Sure, it's not planned now. But give you a week and I'll be dangling off the Eiffel fucking Tower with dinosaurs trying to bite my feet off.
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Sep. 19th, 2012 09:23 ambeulOkay. So. Let me get this straight. You have no actual fucking desire to play me in a "game", and yet you're here testing me out? I mean, I get why you're here doing it. I'm a grade-fucking-A narrator, we've proven that. You need tips and shit. Aaaaaalright, just sit back and learn from the master.
Uh. Rule number one: none of this sentimental bull? If you ever start saying my eyes "sparkle" hand over the fucking reins.
Rule two: Do not, I repeat; do not throw my ass into things that'll end with me in the hospital. More than twice.
Rule............ shit.
Shit, where was I? No, don't pull that I know you know, now just fucking-
Fine, okay. Fine. Wrapping up, because conclusions are important so here we are. Concluding. Doing that general tying everything off thing stories are so good at because here we are, the end of this stupid, pointless thing that I still really don't know why you're getting it up and let me just say there wasn't much of a middle, there? I mean, there was a beginning, but no climax. So really this is the climax, not the end, even though it is an end. It's just a fake end. Thing.
Uh.
Look don't mess up. I'm done with this "Oh hey, it's Harry, let's mess with him" crap. I got my finger cut off by a door and then eaten by a dog.
... I'm taking a fucking vacation. Please, please, please don't ruin it?
Uh. Rule number one: none of this sentimental bull? If you ever start saying my eyes "sparkle" hand over the fucking reins.
Rule two: Do not, I repeat; do not throw my ass into things that'll end with me in the hospital. More than twice.
Rule............ shit.
Shit, where was I? No, don't pull that I know you know, now just fucking-
Fine, okay. Fine. Wrapping up, because conclusions are important so here we are. Concluding. Doing that general tying everything off thing stories are so good at because here we are, the end of this stupid, pointless thing that I still really don't know why you're getting it up and let me just say there wasn't much of a middle, there? I mean, there was a beginning, but no climax. So really this is the climax, not the end, even though it is an end. It's just a fake end. Thing.
Uh.
Look don't mess up. I'm done with this "Oh hey, it's Harry, let's mess with him" crap. I got my finger cut off by a door and then eaten by a dog.
... I'm taking a fucking vacation. Please, please, please don't ruin it?
Say whaaaat
Aug. 28th, 2012 11:30 pmactorthiefdetectiveidiotYooooooou have no idea what you're doing do you. I mean, I've done the narrator bit before. It was awesome, I was great at it, right? I said fuck a lot, that seems to help. But seriously you're supposed to direct me, tell me to do something, and you're just kinda flailing around like you were shoved in the back of a car under water or something.
Like you just saw that happen in a movie.
Weird, right? Yeah. Okay I think I'm done here. Yep.
Like you just saw that happen in a movie.
Weird, right? Yeah. Okay I think I'm done here. Yep.
voice of reason in the form of voice test
Jul. 18th, 2012 12:36 amvanshrikeDear jerkoff,
I've got an idea, too(!) Why don't we try it right now? Here's how it works: you pretend for one minute that any part of what you've been thinking about could be mistaken for something that makes any degree of sense.
...no? Not working out for you?
I didn't fucking think so. Go do something productive and stop wasting my time.
I've got an idea, too(!) Why don't we try it right now? Here's how it works: you pretend for one minute that any part of what you've been thinking about could be mistaken for something that makes any degree of sense.
...no? Not working out for you?
I didn't fucking think so. Go do something productive and stop wasting my time.
hartbreakerI can't believe you. Just can not. You used that terrible name I told you not to. "Hartbreaker"? What am I, like, Pat fucking Benetar over here? Totally lame. Then you upload a fucking broody icon. When will I use that? Seriously, when. Not a broody guy over here. Case you hadn't noticed. Which you did. Or at least I thought so.
Love the profile pic though. Can I get that? The gun I mean. C'mon you know I'd just kick ass, all kinds of ass with it. Perry never lets me with his toys. No, there's no two meanins or three meanings to that statement. Stop looking. I meant his guns, and I don't mean his arms--you know what, no. Let's just move on. You're twisting my words around.
So whatever I'm here and now what the fuck am I going to--oh my god. You're not listening to the 80s station are you? You totally are. Dirty Dancing. You're kidding me with this. Like, I'm having this great monologue over here, and you're getting your groove on. That's not even fair. Can we focus on me for like five sold fucking minutes? I mean you did invite me into your head, I didn't just waltz in and plop down on the nearest armchair. Except I kinda--whatever, you know what I mean. Meant. Fuck. Don't correct me, maybe?
Yeah so anyway, I'm here. So now what next, I'd really like to know, because I have a life I need to get back to. I seriously can't be here narrating yours and fuck me sidways are you listening to the Breakfast Club now? How can I--I can't even compete with that. Just can't. Not going to try. I think I'll wander and bug your other people. There's this guy in a lab, man he looks high strung as hell. I think I'll steal a beaker. Or break one. Haven't decided, I'll figure it out when I get there.
Love the profile pic though. Can I get that? The gun I mean. C'mon you know I'd just kick ass, all kinds of ass with it. Perry never lets me with his toys. No, there's no two meanins or three meanings to that statement. Stop looking. I meant his guns, and I don't mean his arms--you know what, no. Let's just move on. You're twisting my words around.
So whatever I'm here and now what the fuck am I going to--oh my god. You're not listening to the 80s station are you? You totally are. Dirty Dancing. You're kidding me with this. Like, I'm having this great monologue over here, and you're getting your groove on. That's not even fair. Can we focus on me for like five sold fucking minutes? I mean you did invite me into your head, I didn't just waltz in and plop down on the nearest armchair. Except I kinda--whatever, you know what I mean. Meant. Fuck. Don't correct me, maybe?
Yeah so anyway, I'm here. So now what next, I'd really like to know, because I have a life I need to get back to. I seriously can't be here narrating yours and fuck me sidways are you listening to the Breakfast Club now? How can I--I can't even compete with that. Just can't. Not going to try. I think I'll wander and bug your other people. There's this guy in a lab, man he looks high strung as hell. I think I'll steal a beaker. Or break one. Haven't decided, I'll figure it out when I get there.