Crossover name game 1-2
Previous part of the story off of xanga is at the top, followed by the new part for Livejournal at the bottom:
It's really late, at some insane hour of the night in which it should be illegal to have my brain in a Fire Pit over a philosophy paper. Why must I inflict cruel and unusual punishment for the brain? Because I have to turn this paper in 8am in the morning, and i've yet to get started, probably because I was looking at that new show hollywoodfever91 times in a row, I just can't get enough of it. There's also a bit of other things to keep me occupied, like Second Life and Autistics that will keep my mind off of work a lot longer than it needs to be sometimes...
So there I am in TheTheologiansCafe trying to work my ass off. I am finding that difficult though, because I can't help but be in awe of the room, and it's magnificent pewterroses that sit atop of the imitation fire place, which also bares the portrait of Daniella_Aalyiah_Li who wrote that heart wrenching story "SomeoneInTheWolf". Making it even harder to concentrate there were posters of that hot new model CharlieDavidson scattered along the walls. Furthermore, the table I had my laptop on had a collage on it, consisting of even more hotties... like and . I found myself howling at it and drooling on the table.. Which I guess wasn't helping the thought some women share about men, that MEN ARE LIKE DOGS. I started wondering to myself, "ARE YOU ******* KIDDING ME?!, what type of was this? this place could make a New_dog outta you, making you want to chew on Bambii_Dolls and . I could imagine a grannyinboxers coming out of nowhere.. wielding magic, ready to unleash a swarm of x_Butterflies_and_Hurricanes_x on this place, destroying it for its lustful atmosphere. Whoever built this place surely had The Desiring for Sex, because I know I did just from being in the room. Leaving this room however would be just like me saying i'm Quitting Xanga I would leave for a little while.... but i know that some mystical force would end up luring me back in. I'm realistic. I'm being completely serious about these fears of being in the room, because I know I wouldn't get a thing done that's productive, besides looking at the pics of the esoteric_beauty and the country_princesses that's around me, giving me a lot of ambitiousdesires to be with treysongzswifey.......
......I'd rather be insidesoylntblu, and while that's a whole nother story altogether. My hormones were reaching a boiling point when x_sydnez_x walked over and came the room. I wanted to tell her that she was theflamingrose, and I was the guy to extinguish her flames, but i'm sure that wouldn't work very well, and would probably end with a kick to the balls for me, leaving me tempdisabled. I was staring at her, wanting to engage in some sort of conversation, but alas I was way too shy, and scared. I mean for all I know, she could be part of the apathyministry, and I do remember hearing about them leaving victoria_dead the other week on the news. She was staring at me though, her eyes looking like some sort of weird orange_paradox, like she was ready to burn a hole through my soul. While that point is debatable, one thing for sure is that I started smelling smoke coming from behind me, and then before I knew it thesirensrwailn loud and clear, it's a freakin fire alarm! So I made like anime_addicts at a anime con trying to get to a dealers room that just opened.. and ran for it as fast as humanly possible
So I cranked that forest gump, and moved it, and by the time adrenaline wore off, I was about 2 full miles away. That trip is hardly what I would call Erotic Adventure Part One, Part Two, or Part Three if you can believe it. However though, it was a trip that involved an ladytempest nonetheless, and she was nowhere to be found after that fire, she was a thebadmofo crazy girl, and was such lovely eye candy, but now i've ditched her and her Touch Of Isis (or gaze of Isis in this case), and I have a new set of issues to deal with.. ..
(TO BE CONTINUED.. on Blogspot...
It's really late, at some insane hour of the night in which it should be illegal to have my brain in a Fire Pit over a philosophy paper. Why must I inflict cruel and unusual punishment for the brain? Because I have to turn this paper in 8am in the morning, and i've yet to get started, probably because I was looking at that new show hollywoodfever91 times in a row, I just can't get enough of it. There's also a bit of other things to keep me occupied, like Second Life and Autistics that will keep my mind off of work a lot longer than it needs to be sometimes...
So there I am in TheTheologiansCafe trying to work my ass off. I am finding that difficult though, because I can't help but be in awe of the room, and it's magnificent pewterroses that sit atop of the imitation fire place, which also bares the portrait of Daniella_Aalyiah_Li who wrote that heart wrenching story "SomeoneInTheWolf". Making it even harder to concentrate there were posters of that hot new model CharlieDavidson scattered along the walls. Furthermore, the table I had my laptop on had a collage on it, consisting of even more hotties... like and . I found myself howling at it and drooling on the table.. Which I guess wasn't helping the thought some women share about men, that MEN ARE LIKE DOGS. I started wondering to myself, "ARE YOU ******* KIDDING ME?!, what type of was this? this place could make a New_dog outta you, making you want to chew on Bambii_Dolls and . I could imagine a grannyinboxers coming out of nowhere.. wielding magic, ready to unleash a swarm of x_Butterflies_and_Hurricanes_x on this place, destroying it for its lustful atmosphere. Whoever built this place surely had The Desiring for Sex, because I know I did just from being in the room. Leaving this room however would be just like me saying i'm Quitting Xanga I would leave for a little while.... but i know that some mystical force would end up luring me back in. I'm realistic. I'm being completely serious about these fears of being in the room, because I know I wouldn't get a thing done that's productive, besides looking at the pics of the esoteric_beauty and the country_princesses that's around me, giving me a lot of ambitiousdesires to be with treysongzswifey.......
......I'd rather be insidesoylntblu, and while that's a whole nother story altogether. My hormones were reaching a boiling point when x_sydnez_x walked over and came the room. I wanted to tell her that she was theflamingrose, and I was the guy to extinguish her flames, but i'm sure that wouldn't work very well, and would probably end with a kick to the balls for me, leaving me tempdisabled. I was staring at her, wanting to engage in some sort of conversation, but alas I was way too shy, and scared. I mean for all I know, she could be part of the apathyministry, and I do remember hearing about them leaving victoria_dead the other week on the news. She was staring at me though, her eyes looking like some sort of weird orange_paradox, like she was ready to burn a hole through my soul. While that point is debatable, one thing for sure is that I started smelling smoke coming from behind me, and then before I knew it thesirensrwailn loud and clear, it's a freakin fire alarm! So I made like anime_addicts at a anime con trying to get to a dealers room that just opened.. and ran for it as fast as humanly possible
So I cranked that forest gump, and moved it, and by the time adrenaline wore off, I was about 2 full miles away. That trip is hardly what I would call Erotic Adventure Part One, Part Two, or Part Three if you can believe it. However though, it was a trip that involved an ladytempest nonetheless, and she was nowhere to be found after that fire, she was a thebadmofo crazy girl, and was such lovely eye candy, but now i've ditched her and her Touch Of Isis (or gaze of Isis in this case), and I have a new set of issues to deal with.. ..
(TO BE CONTINUED.. on Blogspot...