Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2002 10:40 am
ROFL! Great thread BS! Is there more to come? 
There are more?Originally posted by T'lainya
Well one of the reasons
BS - Git movin' on this thing already.
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BS's jouney thru SYM's tunnels ISO love
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Posted: Sun Sep 01, 2002 4:40 pm
BS - Git movin' on this thing already.
Posted: Sun Sep 01, 2002 4:53 pm
@ AC I need someone around to torture
Posted: Sun Sep 01, 2002 6:03 pm
BS - Git movin' on this thing already.
Slavedriver
Posted: Sun Sep 01, 2002 7:43 pm
He works perfectly, I suppose... he enjoys every minute.Originally posted by T'lainya
@ AC I need someone around to torture
BS - You bet I am!
Posted: Mon Sep 02, 2002 1:37 am
Be careful of what you wish for, darling...
Can't wait to see what happens when Sensei pops up at AC's place.
...coz you just might get it!Originally posted by Aqua-chan
There are more?
BS - Git movin' on this thing already.
Can't wait to see what happens when Sensei pops up at AC's place.
Posted: Mon Sep 02, 2002 8:25 am
Re: Be careful of what you wish for, darling...
He knows the consequenses of what will happen to him if he gets in my personal space... Or, at least he should by now.Originally posted by Maharlika
...coz you just might get it!
Can't wait to see what happens when Sensei pops up at AC's place.
Posted: Tue Sep 03, 2002 4:15 am
Re: Re: Be careful of what you wish for, darling...
What, he gets flirted with?Originally posted by Aqua-chan
He knows the consequenses of what will happen to him if he gets in my personal space... Or, at least he should by now.
Posted: Tue Sep 03, 2002 6:11 pm
Re: Re: Re: Be careful of what you wish for, darling...
I think I better go dig out my can-o-pepper spray again and see how that effects him.
More like a good whack in the head, but I guess the way he sees it, that's gotta be flirting. Why else would he always try to woo me?Originally posted by Ode to a Grasshopper
What, he gets flirted with?
I think I better go dig out my can-o-pepper spray again and see how that effects him.
Posted: Wed Sep 04, 2002 12:37 am
Re: Re: Re: Re: Be careful of what you wish for, darling...
Pepper spray...goes great on chips.
It's all body contact...Originally posted by Aqua-chan
More like a good whack in the head, but I guess the way he sees it, that's gotta be flirting. Why else would he always try to woo me?
I think I better go dig out my can-o-pepper spray again and see how that effects him.
Pepper spray...goes great on chips.
Posted: Wed Sep 04, 2002 7:42 pm
Careful what you ask for
BS limped down the tunnels, muttering curse under his breath about dobermans and locked doors. Finally, he drew up to his next destination, at least he didn't hear any dogs this time.
Rising up through the tunnel, he peered over the floor and took a careful look around. It looked safe enough, as long as you didn't count the deeply disturbing decour of the room.
The rooms walls were covered in pages from the Chippendales Calender, but as frightening as BS found that, the fact that each poster had a cutout of Anomens face pasted over the head was downright scary.....evidently, someone had decided that they needed to compensate for Anomens....shortcomings.
The door opened, and BS was pleased (and relieved, given all the male posters) that this was indeed a female who lived in this room. And a most lovely female.....even if she did have ears and eyes that resembled a cats. Noticing her long fingernails, he felt his blood begin to boil.
She walked to the computer, and BS was amazed to see that she actually sat down...he had thought she had been sitting, but evidently, she was just somewhat short. Reminding himself that dynamite comes in small packages, BS decided to examine the package more closely. Yes, this was definately AC
Or, it was partially AC, as BS seemed to catch bits and peices of a running conversation she seemed to be having with herself, or, some persona named Bobby. Strange, and a little scary, but all doubts vanished when he over heard what Bobby suggested AC do with BS. Suddenly, he wished all females hade a homosexual alter ego.
Suddenly, Bobby went on a rampage, ripping down all the posters of Ano-Chipendale, cursing and demanding booze and BS. AC countered by promiseing that at some point she would indeed likely give in to the wily old hermit, and this seemed to placate Bobby to an extent. However, AC made the mistake of denying the booze for the moment, and Bobby threatened to take control and send post after post to BS.
AC had heard enough, and quicly picked up her Plasma rifle. Well, at least that's what the writing across the little toy plastic gun said. She placed to barral to her head and pulled the trigger, making the gun emit a cool whining laser sound. It also shot little plastic yellow pellets....BS had to get one of those, and maybe a gun like that too.
Exhausted from here inner turmoil, AC slumped in a chair. She seemed to relax for a moment before emitting yet another curse. Ah, the dog had just dumped a rat into her lap. Standing up, AC slung the rat into the corner, where it landed right in front of BS.
AC decided that what she really needed was a day in the sun, and commented that this would be the perfect time to break in her new bikini. BS's eyes locked on AC as she turned her back to him and began to unbutton her shirt. She was going to change right here!! Now, THIS was more like it.
Just as she began to pull the shirt off, a sound reached BS ears. The rat, supposedly dead, had regained consciencness, and looking into it's eyes, BS knew it was in a foul mood. Just as the shirt began to drop, the Rat launched itself at BS's eyes. Raising his hands to ward off the attack, it sudden;y struck him that now he was falling.....damn, he had let go of the floor.
After dealing with the rat, BS heard what was music to his ears....or the one that was left anyway.
"This bikini is SOOOOO small, I am gonna get burned"
Then a giggle...."Bobby does have a point, BS would sure be handy right about now to rub some lotion on me"
In a flash BS was rushing back up the tunnel, only to slam his head into the now closed dor. A whimper from the other side told BS that the dog had decided to sit on the opening. Damn his luck.
As he lay on his back, he heard AC remark " BS just doens't know what he is missing" then the door closed as she left the room....oh, if only he had the luxery of NOT knowing how close he had come. Pulling his bottle, BS lay and drank, disgusted as usual. After a time, he got up and tried the opening once more, no, the dog was still there, and suspecting a little blood hound in the pooch, he knew that days wuld likely pass before it moved.
Heading down the tunnels, BS wondered what the next room would hold.....
BS limped down the tunnels, muttering curse under his breath about dobermans and locked doors. Finally, he drew up to his next destination, at least he didn't hear any dogs this time.
Rising up through the tunnel, he peered over the floor and took a careful look around. It looked safe enough, as long as you didn't count the deeply disturbing decour of the room.
The rooms walls were covered in pages from the Chippendales Calender, but as frightening as BS found that, the fact that each poster had a cutout of Anomens face pasted over the head was downright scary.....evidently, someone had decided that they needed to compensate for Anomens....shortcomings.
The door opened, and BS was pleased (and relieved, given all the male posters) that this was indeed a female who lived in this room. And a most lovely female.....even if she did have ears and eyes that resembled a cats. Noticing her long fingernails, he felt his blood begin to boil.
She walked to the computer, and BS was amazed to see that she actually sat down...he had thought she had been sitting, but evidently, she was just somewhat short. Reminding himself that dynamite comes in small packages, BS decided to examine the package more closely. Yes, this was definately AC
Or, it was partially AC, as BS seemed to catch bits and peices of a running conversation she seemed to be having with herself, or, some persona named Bobby. Strange, and a little scary, but all doubts vanished when he over heard what Bobby suggested AC do with BS. Suddenly, he wished all females hade a homosexual alter ego.
Suddenly, Bobby went on a rampage, ripping down all the posters of Ano-Chipendale, cursing and demanding booze and BS. AC countered by promiseing that at some point she would indeed likely give in to the wily old hermit, and this seemed to placate Bobby to an extent. However, AC made the mistake of denying the booze for the moment, and Bobby threatened to take control and send post after post to BS.
AC had heard enough, and quicly picked up her Plasma rifle. Well, at least that's what the writing across the little toy plastic gun said. She placed to barral to her head and pulled the trigger, making the gun emit a cool whining laser sound. It also shot little plastic yellow pellets....BS had to get one of those, and maybe a gun like that too.
Exhausted from here inner turmoil, AC slumped in a chair. She seemed to relax for a moment before emitting yet another curse. Ah, the dog had just dumped a rat into her lap. Standing up, AC slung the rat into the corner, where it landed right in front of BS.
AC decided that what she really needed was a day in the sun, and commented that this would be the perfect time to break in her new bikini. BS's eyes locked on AC as she turned her back to him and began to unbutton her shirt. She was going to change right here!! Now, THIS was more like it.
Just as she began to pull the shirt off, a sound reached BS ears. The rat, supposedly dead, had regained consciencness, and looking into it's eyes, BS knew it was in a foul mood. Just as the shirt began to drop, the Rat launched itself at BS's eyes. Raising his hands to ward off the attack, it sudden;y struck him that now he was falling.....damn, he had let go of the floor.
After dealing with the rat, BS heard what was music to his ears....or the one that was left anyway.
"This bikini is SOOOOO small, I am gonna get burned"
Then a giggle...."Bobby does have a point, BS would sure be handy right about now to rub some lotion on me"
In a flash BS was rushing back up the tunnel, only to slam his head into the now closed dor. A whimper from the other side told BS that the dog had decided to sit on the opening. Damn his luck.
As he lay on his back, he heard AC remark " BS just doens't know what he is missing" then the door closed as she left the room....oh, if only he had the luxery of NOT knowing how close he had come. Pulling his bottle, BS lay and drank, disgusted as usual. After a time, he got up and tried the opening once more, no, the dog was still there, and suspecting a little blood hound in the pooch, he knew that days wuld likely pass before it moved.
Heading down the tunnels, BS wondered what the next room would hold.....
Posted: Wed Sep 04, 2002 7:47 pm
LOL...She's gonna HHuurrt you.....LOL...
Posted: Wed Sep 04, 2002 7:48 pm
LOL Well done, sir.
Well you know what Frankie Goes to Hollywood would say about the whole Bobby situation, dont you?
Seriously though, well written and funny.
And how did I know your next story was going to be of AC?
Well done, sir. Well you know what Frankie Goes to Hollywood would say about the whole Bobby situation, dont you?
Seriously though, well written and funny.
And how did I know your next story was going to be of AC?
Posted: Wed Sep 04, 2002 11:35 pm
A very thorough job, there.
Posted: Thu Sep 05, 2002 12:08 am
ROFL - BS is at it again. Great work, man! 
- BS is at it again. Great work, man! Posted: Thu Sep 05, 2002 12:42 am
BS is back at it ! Great ! *rofl*
No worries,
Beldin
No worries,
Beldin
Posted: Thu Sep 05, 2002 12:56 am
AC, you're so darn lucky...
...your prayers have been answered!
Sensei, truly a masterpiece worthy of another jumbo-bottle-with-swivel of Turkey.
...your prayers have been answered!
Sensei, truly a masterpiece worthy of another jumbo-bottle-with-swivel of Turkey.
Posted: Thu Sep 05, 2002 4:06 am
Well BS, another masterpiece.
Posted: Thu Sep 05, 2002 8:35 am
LMAO BS
Posted: Thu Sep 05, 2002 10:27 am
Oh, so close, BS! ROFL!