The Cloak and Dagger thread

Xander

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No guts no glory. And who has guts enough to tell about the greatest hoax, and deceitfulful(sp), mean thing you've ever done to nother person.

And more precisely why?

Before you ask. YES I am in a strangely agressive and weirdly wicked mood today
 
I am way too nice to do mean things to people. Although I do rip down the scary GOD LOVES YOU AND CREATED YOU FOR HIS GLORY posters I see around campus, even if they are posted legally. :rolleyes:
 
I know what the meanest thing I've done to a person is. Although its more violent than mean exactly.
 
EvilBollWeevil said:

I know what the meanest thing I've done to a person is. Although its more violent than mean exactly.

Wanna tell about it??

Those who know me, knows I've done some pretty nasty things. Most have been violent too.

Though one non violent thing does come to mind.
 
Sure, A guy had been shadowing my for an entire game, blocking every shot I took, pestering me, slashing me, hooking me and what not and eventually I got so fed up that I cross checked his Mousey little face as hard as I could. I broke his Nose, Cheekbone and shattered his left orbital. Blood came out him fast and furious. I was so mad at him I would have kicked him while he was lying unconcious on the ice if I wasn't wearing skates.
 
Scary as in Count Chocula or as in Jack the Ripper :)

That was simply me in my High School days. I'm a mature individual now. Unless I start playing Hockey again :D
 
I'm thinking about writing a story about a planet where all the men have been killed off because they screwed up the world so badly, and now only women exist, using sperm banks to reproduce, thus forming a utopian society.

No men. Yes. *eyes go all glassy* Eeeeeexcellent.
 
Hate to break it to you but a book was recently put out about a Women-run utopian society.
 
Well, damn. People are always stealing my ideas. You know those jukebox thingies in malls where you can make your own custom CD? That was my idea too.

But anyway, I find the contradiction of all men being brutally murdered in order to begin peaceful society much more intriguing. Were the men brutally murdered? :)
 
No. I think they were just sent to live on Monster Island or something.

I wouldn't know, however. Once I read a book jacket like that I put it down and walk to the Tom Clancy :)
 
Yeah, I wouldn't know where to go from there anyway. :(

So where are all the cloak and dagger stories? Nobody has any?
 
Xander said:


Though one non violent thing does come to mind.


What?


I mashed some chick's face in with a brick when I was 16, but it wasn't being mean, it was prevention of my head being slammed into the sidewalk. It was either smash or be smashed, I chose to do the smashing.
 
Angel

Was part of anegotiations team, landing a deal, for the old company i worked for.

The guy who was head of the other company was a real prick, and brought a lot of REALLY personal stuff in about us. Especially me. (you kow what I am talking about right)
And he used that as intimidation to get his way.
Now I have no idea how he got that info, but he was apparently well connected.
Well, so was we. we made a few calls around, digging through his track record, and located a few of his mistresses.
And then we called his wife.
 
I bit a guy in the balls once, my jaw actually seemed to lock, which is how I managed to hold on as he pounded my face.. but that was just self-defense. I still feel sort of bad about it.
 
Pyper said:

But anyway, I find the contradiction of all men being brutally murdered in order to begin peaceful society much more intriguing. Were the men brutally murdered? :)


carefuly and quietly backs out of thread hoping Pyper doesn't notice his Y chromasome...
 
This feels like confession time. Since I'm an atheist, I don't get to go into that little booth with the priest, so I take advantage of anonymous little opportunities like this. Here goes.

In the parking deck of one of the local hospitals, I accidentally drug the bumper of my car against the side of the car parked next to me. (don't ask how.) Having no insurance at the time, I started to take off, but I realized that there were at least 3 witnesses who were in a position to take down my tag number. I stopped the car, got out with a pen and paper, and went over to the damaged vehicle. Using the hood as a writing surface, I faked writing my name and address on the paper when actually all I did was meaningless scribble. I stuck the folded paper under the wiper and walked away scot free, with all the onlookers thinking I'd done the right thing. I always park on the street now, even if it takes 30 minutes to find a spot......
 
Okay here is something I did

:p
 
Never said:
I bit a guy in the balls once, my jaw actually seemed to lock, which is how I managed to hold on as he pounded my face.. but that was just self-defense. I still feel sort of bad about it.

OWIE!!!! Never.

What did this guy do to you??
 
As some of you know I was a biker and a bad boy to boot, one night I came out of my local pub and went to get my bike which I'd parked round the back of a local shop, I always parked there and it was away from sight, Turning the corner I saw a guy about mid twentys bending over my bike with bolt cropper's, I ran up behind him and hit him over the head with my crash helmet and layed him out flat.

Now the above is bad enough but I was real mad about it and while the guy was unconscious I broke all his finger's (both hands) and then took off his shoe's and stamped on his feet until I felt them crunch, then I pissed on him and and went home and slept like a baby, like I said I "WAS" a bad boy but now I'm very mellow.
 
OUTSIDER said:
As some of you know I was a biker and a bad boy to boot, one night I came out of my local pub and went to get my bike which I'd parked round the back of a local shop, I always parked there and it was away from sight, Turning the corner I saw a guy about mid twentys bending over my bike with bolt cropper's, I ran up behind him and hit him over the head with my crash helmet and layed him out flat.

Now the above is bad enough but I was real mad about it and while the guy was unconscious I broke all his finger's (both hands) and then took off his shoe's and stamped on his feet until I felt them crunch, then I pissed on him and and went home and slept like a baby, like I said I "WAS" a bad boy but now I'm very mellow.

Blimey...remind me never to piss you off!
:D
 
Aye, hearing, feeling bones break, let alone hearing it....

it was indeed another time.
 
Getting angry is easy, staying calm and peaceful is the hard thing.
 
Holy Fucking Shit Outsider.....

:p
 
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