Dec 09, 2005 21:29
-tan> hopefully it will have a happy ending rubah
-rubah> no:(
-tan> in which the littlest emo finally decides to stop wearing tight-ass jeans
-rubah> it's a fairy tale
-rubah> that means it has to have a pleasing ending
-tan> is that what emo kid do at your school too rubah?
-rubah> There once was a young 15 year old boy.
-tan> all these emo boys are wearing girl pants and it's stupid
-The_Incredulous_Maxico> Probably why they're so upset.
-rubah> Rock music scared him, so he sought a new clique to join, one that was gentle and loving and didn't play football, because he was pretty bad at that, being little and all.
-rubah> One day, the little sophomore met a girl who was wearing clothes, and if they weren't as black as black, then they were blacker.
-rubah> He was mezmerized by the numerous chains and bracelets she wore around her neck, around her hands, and around her legs.
-rubah> Once she had him hypnotized such, she began to shout a song.
-rubah> It might have been by Dashboard, or by MCR, but it was a very. . .harshly sung song.
-rubah> Being hypnotized as he was, the little boy began to screw up his eyelids and dug his fingernails into his palms.
-rubah> He started to shout along, in tune, but with words that came from his heart.
-rubah> "I hurt! My pain inside me will never be free! Come with me and throw it into the sea!"
-rubah> Were the words that he sang
-rubah> The girl looked at him.
-Syntax> who is this story dedicated to rubah?
--rubah> "You're pretty good. Are you in a band yet?"
-rubah> shh, don't interrupt me
-rubah> questions will follow at the end
-rubah> He looked back at her. "A band? Yet?"
-rubah> "Yes, a band. If you're going to be like me, you've got to be in a band."
-rubah> He thought for a moment.
-rubah> And in the action that was to change his life, he said, "Okay, do you know of any?"'
-rubah> And she began to tell him of the band she sang for. They all shared the same sentiments as he had just expressed, and she thought he would fit right in.
-rubah> That night, after they had had their first practice, which ended in crying, the girl (she was older than him and drove an old beat up corsica) took him to the mall
-rubah> He thought Hot Topic looked interesting, but she steered him away, saying it was too 'mainstream'.
-rubah> However, she didn't mind buying a few (black) accessories at Claire's.
-tan> what about Spencer's?
-rubah> They don't have a Spencer's in this town.
-rubah> the city council banned it
-The_Incredulous_Maxico> shh
-tan> I went into Spencer's once and it was emo central o.O
-VampireCrono> what the fuck
-rubah> hey wait
-VampireCrono> hot topic isnt mainstream
-tan> why rubah?
-rubah> question time is at the END
-rubah> shutup
-Yuber> xD
- :\
-rubah> Anyways, the littlest new emo found himself heavy laden with purchases--all black, except for some grey socks.
-rubah> They went back out into the parking lot, and the girl drove him to her house.
-rubah> She got out of the car.
-rubah> He was confused, so she was like "You're supposed to get out, too!"
-rubah> And, wanting to please her, but still being confused, he got out.
-rubah> She went to the back of her car and sat on the trunk.
-rubah> She motioned for him to do the same.
-rubah> They looked above to the thick inner-city smog; "You're supposed to kiss me now."
-rubah> He looked at her again.
-rubah> "Uh, what?"
-rubah> "We purchased together; our monies were shared. Our souls are one tonight."
-rubah> He was confused, but still hypnotized by the streetlights glistening off her chains, he complied.
-rubah> They kissed.
-rubah> Then the girl, like the black widow she was, took her long black fingernail, ran it across his throat, and bent his head back so that the spine broke.
-rubah> "AYAYAYAYA MOTHER I HAVE ANOTHER"
-tan> LOL
-tan> XDDDDDDDD
-roo> XDDDDDDDD
-Yuber> xD
-rubah> and from the bushes, an adult of the type that the girl was appeared, and carrying the boy's head,
-VampireCrono> XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
-VampireCrono> XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
-rubah> They climbed into the trunk of the car, and flew into outer space.
-VampireCrono> DXD!D!DD!#@%^ER#vdcfs6
-rubah> Fin.
-rubah> questions, children? ^_^
-VampireCrono> yes
-VampireCrono> why do you consider hot topic mainstream
-rubah> Okay?
-rubah> Because
-rubah> an emo told me so.
-rubah> All the fake emos shop there
-VampireCrono> well that emo is an idiot;]
-VampireCrono> oh ok
-Azar> Because it is mainstream.
-VampireCrono> fake emos
-VampireCrono> you're kidding
-rubah> There are fake emos.
-rubah> Trust me
-VampireCrono> i know who fake emos look like
-VampireCrono> there are fake emos here
-VampireCrono> im not socially deprived
-VampireCrono> but the kids that go in there
-VampireCrono> are either 12 year olds
-VampireCrono> or emo kids
-VampireCrono> ;]
-VampireCrono> well
-VampireCrono> there can be some exceptions
-VampireCrono> in the case of you rubah
-Azar> I know a lot of people who go there, only some of whom are emo.
-VampireCrono> but most of the kids i see in there are full out emo
-rubah> Okay, next question?
-The_Incredulous_Maxico> Did they live unhappily ever after?
-Azar> Emo kids don't live ever after. More like six months.
-Aeon> So tired of Hot Topic...cant escape the emos...
-rubah> Yes, the mother and her daughter lived happily
-rubah> obviously there are no more questions;_;
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