IC COMPLAINT BOX

[shitinhisbed]

What the fuck is your problem, anyway?


[OOC: ANY CRIT SHOULD BE DIRECTED TO THE HMD POST HERE. THIS POST FOR IC COMPLAINTS ONLY.]

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[doomhoops]

Please die.

[shitinhisbed]

Can't.

[doomhoops]

I volunteer to help test the theory.

[shitinhisbed]

Do you think you can put up with me for that long?

[doomhoops]

If I can duct tape your mouth shut first.

[kingofbabylon]

As resident ass reaming specialist I believe it's your responsibility to inform the masses on the ins and outs and technicalities of the actual process - ass reaming, that is. I'd suggest diagrams, hand puppets, and possibly a brief powerpoint presentation.

[shitinhisbed]

Who appointed me specialist? I'm not sure that I'm ready for this responsibility.

[kingofbabylon]

I know it's daunting, but I have faith you're the best man for the job. No one knows the material as intimately as you.

[shitinhisbed]

I'm honoured.

[darkchilde]

Not enough sex.

[shitinhisbed]

Your place or mine?

[glovedtouch]

I'm kinda worried you were dropped on your head a few too many times as a kid.

[shitinhisbed]

I was. My mother used to practice juggling with me and two other babies she found in a dumpster behind Tesco.

[glovedtouch]

Cute. Real cute.

[awkwards]

PERVERT

[shitinhisbed]

[onewaytrip]

It's our flat. Not the Ann Summers.

[shitinhisbed]

For the record, I never took you as one to wear lace.

[darkchilde]

Could use more sex.

[shitinhisbed]

I can be there in 5.

[darkchilde]

Seriously, Nathan. You need to get yourself laid stat.

[shitinhisbed]

Are you having me on?

[darkchilde]

Less talking, more doing.

[shitinhisbed]

Less talking, blow me.

[darkchilde]

I am running out of clever ways to say you need to seriously use your dick sometime.

[shitinhisbed]

All this build-up... there better be a good payoff.

[darkchilde]

I am not even sure you could keep up with me.

Abax; post death by pumpkin; voicemail message

[hellionated]

Nathan.

When you get this message, try to imprint this on your head.

Leave Jack alone. Just do it. You don't even fucking want to know where your nose ended up, and I don't need to see that again.

I took your body before they could take a shit in your mouth or something. You're welcome.

Next time stay in the fucking tower, idiot.

[ This is pretty much as close to, please don't let that happen to you again as Julian is gonna get. ]