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2 yrs ago
Current I do not "brainrot". I brainferment so my brain will become even smoother and even more potent than before in its smoothness.
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2 yrs ago
I live. I die. I live again!
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4 yrs ago
I was gone for a lot longer than I thought >.>"
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4 yrs ago
Sorry for my absence! A Volunteering position suddenly turned into a Volunteer Leadership position I was not expecting at all so things have been hectic.
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4 yrs ago
Look at you posers, having to bang dragons or sell your soul for magic when you could just play a lute for some. Anyways, here's Wonderwall. - Bards
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As an American, I have a VERY... VERY high regard for my sandwich. Mm. French bread... French bread, you can hold my salami and cheese ANY DAY.


Paint me like one your French breads
Given the fact we're all basically alone and in a plane of existence constituting of only plastic and metal, all of us would be dead in less than a month. Anyone who doesn't die of thirst or hunger some how would be driven insane before finally succumbing to their bodily functions. Excrement and dead bodies would line the tubes and slides, providing the only source of nourishment in such a hellish play place. The only people who'd be able to talk to you would be the voices in your head.

Each day you would wake up from your cheap plastic bubble that you've curled up in to as a sleeping place. After letting your bodily functions have been released, you continue your search, occasionally taking a bit of rotting human fleshing you've harvested from a dead carcass you found some days ago, ignoring the disgusting taste and the barbaric notion of eating your own man, pretending that the blood you drink is just colored water. At the slightest bumps or echoes is enough to drive you into a frenzy of crawling and traversing the plastic hell in hopes of social interaction with someone who isn't you yourself or thy. You call out in hopes of a response but after hours of frantic searching yields nothing. As you find a net to sleep on, you curl up and watch the night come as another shred of your sanity peels off into the void.

You want to die, you want to end it all, you can feel your grasp on the world loosening, rotting like the flesh you cannibalize. But yet you can't do it. Even with all the open top places you come across in this endless void, you can't bring yourself to jump off and break your neck. Even as you convince yourself that you should not eat and drink the meat and blood of humans and want to starve yourself, you keep eating in a primal drive of wanting to survive, no matter how much you want to just die and be free of this plastic prison that stretches into the endless void.

This actually is starting to sound like an interesting RP idea
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Though I'm not one to call any of these things cancer, wouldn't Monster girls be worse in comparison to these three? I mean, certain ones are pretty much just furries, and I'm sure there's a Tsukumogami Monster Girl for the Chair fetishists, but, whereas genuine fetishists of inanimate objects are few and far between #GrilledCheeseBacon&SwissIsMyWaifu and furries are just cartoon characters, Monster Girls are both common and sheerly sexual/pornographic in nature.


I guess its bias, I like my monster musume more than chairs and fur suits.
>.<"

Also:

#GrilledCheeseBacon&SwissIsMyWaifu


I can only imagine how one could sexualize sandwiches but do I dare venture down that dark corridor?
As I am both a professional Asian and pureblood Chinese (go home mudbloods, u bring dishonor on ur famariy. Shame on ur cow too.) I feel obliged to put my own opinion of Chinese buffets. And that is that too many places are Americanized >_>

There's good buffet about 20 minutes from where I live with good stuff and some pretty good cooking. A bit expensive but still pretty good if you only go there every so often. When I first went to it, it was all nummy Chinese foods. There was a sushi bar and some less-Asian foods but I still liked it a lot.

Now when I go to it, I see lines of fried chicken and fries and American-style fish (which is horrible btw, I seriously don't get how you Americans eat that shite). The owner of it said that the reason behind was the change was because, and I quote, "we wanted to cater more to black people since they come here the most."

I now realize how racist this actually sounds, I assure you I'm not trying to be racist x.x
Granted but its by Nickleback.

I wish I could write a steamy hot hitler x stalin gay yaoi crackship OTP fanfic
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He did not raise to on and a half pesos, he raised to one and a half Mexican pesos, which is more than 1 shinny Mexican peso.

You see, a shinny Mexican peso is worth half a Mexican peso, while a shiny Mexican peso is worth 2 Mexican pesos.

In any case, I'll raise to 1 shiny Mexican peso and a pre-chewed wad of bubblegum.


:O

How DARE you disrespect my Mexican herritage and my shinny Mexican pesos made of pure 100% all natural Mexican extract?!

I shall be raising this bit to TWO shinny Mexican pesos!

Granted but instead of hurting or killing you, you're forced to watch a love one be brutally tortured, mutilated and brutalized repeatedly everyday until the day you die with the only way you can die is by your own hands.

I wished I had a pot.
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Lies.


No shit Sherlock

:p
@Evil SnowmanAccepted once more (fo real dis time )

Also, Nena is now canonically the God of Death assuming I remember one of these days to update the OP
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