Fiesty_Fred
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- Joined
- Jun 7, 2006
- Posts
- 2
Good day, fellow comrades.
Now, I'm aware this may not be the place for a tepid hello, but shucks, I live to irritate! Yes yes, now I've got my attractive traits out the way we shall begin our wicked ways....
(Woah, I don't want to alarm anyone but I just made a 'Ooo, it's time for a spooky and mysterious beginning!' type noise for no apparent reason other than I'm clearly a ghoulish freak... only for the bulb up above me to quite suddenly blow! Eek... is that what the power of Lit can really do?! Am I really in the safe confines of my own room.. or have I been transported to a World of deliciously devious darkness and intrigue already? Oooh I think I might like it here... perhaps we'll forget the tepid hello and make it a prolonged agony if you dastardly people have your way with me...)
Oh God, don't you just hate people who use brackets as a pathetic excuse to write an endlessly pointless and rant-y paragraph? Yeah, me too... grr...
Talking of punctuation and literacy, I've neglected reading Lit for a while, but as you do with the mundanity of forced seasonal cheer, occasionly you need a break to rest your tired teeth, and though this used to involve me sipping copious amounts of happy holiday juice and waking up having collapsed under the Christmas tree - now that I have recently invested in adulthood and am no longer a teenage tearaway, it seems to involve me waking up in some kind of nightmare where I finally admit my penchant for all things roleplay, however NOT SO FAST I hear you say. Well no, that was me actually.
Because dear God, dear cruel, unfaithful and unforgiving God, would you look at my name?! Now sure, one might argue that I was merely a stupid kid when I signed up here, but plenty have argued their case here and disappointed if my casual readings are anything to go by. I just... well I've been wanting to post on here for more then a few months, but never quite had the courage. I may not come across as shy, but trust me the thought of indulging my strangely fantastical subconscious with you quite superior people... Ooo, butterflies. And I'm not even gay. Well, in saying that maybe I could be convinced on here..
So, basically, this was intended as a plea for someone to give me a metaphorical slap round my largely metaphor-free face and solicit some elightening imaginings from my incessant desires for creative freedom. (Jesus.. that was a bit of a mouthful... and I'll tell you what else is a mouthf....no wait, first post. Keep it clean, keep it clean.)
However, it seems I have gone and completely wrecked my obsessive needs for something refreshing and intoxicating by not being able to spell a simple 5 letter word. It's FEISTY, you dumbass. And that's a rather lame name to boot. Couldn't you have been a little more.. adventurous?
So, I beg of you. Please do not reply. Please do not try and convince my that I am not an illiterate baby, unprepared for the big, bad universe that awaits...
Please do not use this thread to corrupt this poor young thing and challenge him to a sensual swordfight of unfortunate erotic mumblings. Although, who said it had to be sensual...hmm....
Now, I'm aware this may not be the place for a tepid hello, but shucks, I live to irritate! Yes yes, now I've got my attractive traits out the way we shall begin our wicked ways....
(Woah, I don't want to alarm anyone but I just made a 'Ooo, it's time for a spooky and mysterious beginning!' type noise for no apparent reason other than I'm clearly a ghoulish freak... only for the bulb up above me to quite suddenly blow! Eek... is that what the power of Lit can really do?! Am I really in the safe confines of my own room.. or have I been transported to a World of deliciously devious darkness and intrigue already? Oooh I think I might like it here... perhaps we'll forget the tepid hello and make it a prolonged agony if you dastardly people have your way with me...)
Oh God, don't you just hate people who use brackets as a pathetic excuse to write an endlessly pointless and rant-y paragraph? Yeah, me too... grr...
Talking of punctuation and literacy, I've neglected reading Lit for a while, but as you do with the mundanity of forced seasonal cheer, occasionly you need a break to rest your tired teeth, and though this used to involve me sipping copious amounts of happy holiday juice and waking up having collapsed under the Christmas tree - now that I have recently invested in adulthood and am no longer a teenage tearaway, it seems to involve me waking up in some kind of nightmare where I finally admit my penchant for all things roleplay, however NOT SO FAST I hear you say. Well no, that was me actually.
Because dear God, dear cruel, unfaithful and unforgiving God, would you look at my name?! Now sure, one might argue that I was merely a stupid kid when I signed up here, but plenty have argued their case here and disappointed if my casual readings are anything to go by. I just... well I've been wanting to post on here for more then a few months, but never quite had the courage. I may not come across as shy, but trust me the thought of indulging my strangely fantastical subconscious with you quite superior people... Ooo, butterflies. And I'm not even gay. Well, in saying that maybe I could be convinced on here..
So, basically, this was intended as a plea for someone to give me a metaphorical slap round my largely metaphor-free face and solicit some elightening imaginings from my incessant desires for creative freedom. (Jesus.. that was a bit of a mouthful... and I'll tell you what else is a mouthf....no wait, first post. Keep it clean, keep it clean.)
However, it seems I have gone and completely wrecked my obsessive needs for something refreshing and intoxicating by not being able to spell a simple 5 letter word. It's FEISTY, you dumbass. And that's a rather lame name to boot. Couldn't you have been a little more.. adventurous?
So, I beg of you. Please do not reply. Please do not try and convince my that I am not an illiterate baby, unprepared for the big, bad universe that awaits...
Please do not use this thread to corrupt this poor young thing and challenge him to a sensual swordfight of unfortunate erotic mumblings. Although, who said it had to be sensual...hmm....
