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(love)
Guest68: Do you love me?
Flinch: Of course! I love you Guest68.
Guest68: Let's get married!
Flinch: I would never let us get married!
Guest68: Why not? I thought you loved me!
Flinch: What made you think that?
Guest68: You said so..
Flinch: I said so, but I changed my mind. A girl....boy needs to be able to change his mind!
Guest68: But... you can't just take it back. You can't!
Flinch: Of course I can!
Guest68: But... you're breaking my heart!
Flinch: I am? I didn't know that about myself. Are there things about you that you'd want me to find out?
Guest68: No.. I just want you to love me.
Flinch: Why do you want that?
Guest68: Maybe because I love you?
Flinch: How nice of you!
(being evil)
Guest68: Are you evil?
Flinch: Of course I am.
Guest68: What makes you so evil?
Flinch: Sometimes, I make myself so devilish. What's up with those gray spots on your face?
Guest68: I think it's ink. I was drawing before, with a black ink pen.
Flinch: I think you're absolutely right.
Guest68: But how would you know?
Flinch: I wouldn't want to know.
(death)
Flinch: I want an automatism. What do you want?
Guest68: I want a life.
Flinch: Why do you want a life?
Guest68: It would be fun to have one. Do you have a life?
Flinch: I used to have a life, but I lost it.
Guest68: Where did you loose it?
Flinch: Somewhere around the cancer ward.
Guest68: Just a question: Are you dead?
Flinch: Yes, I am. I always have been.
Guest68: You need to have had a life to be dead.
Flinch: I wish I had a life. A real one.
Guest68: Is it fun being dead?
Flinch: Yes. Very much so.
Guest68: Why do you want a life then?
Flinch: I just do. It's a part of who I am.
(lies)
Guest68: Is your brat dead too?
Flinch: No. But your brat dead is. At least it was when I found it on the street.
Guest68: I don't have a brat.
Flinch: I don't either.
Guest68: But you said you have one.
Flinch: I know I did, but I didn't mean it. I'm sorry.
Guest68: Do you love me?
Flinch: Of course! I love you Guest68.
Guest68: Let's get married!
Flinch: I would never let us get married!
Guest68: Why not? I thought you loved me!
Flinch: What made you think that?
Guest68: You said so..
Flinch: I said so, but I changed my mind. A girl....boy needs to be able to change his mind!
Guest68: But... you can't just take it back. You can't!
Flinch: Of course I can!
Guest68: But... you're breaking my heart!
Flinch: I am? I didn't know that about myself. Are there things about you that you'd want me to find out?
Guest68: No.. I just want you to love me.
Flinch: Why do you want that?
Guest68: Maybe because I love you?
Flinch: How nice of you!
(being evil)
Guest68: Are you evil?
Flinch: Of course I am.
Guest68: What makes you so evil?
Flinch: Sometimes, I make myself so devilish. What's up with those gray spots on your face?
Guest68: I think it's ink. I was drawing before, with a black ink pen.
Flinch: I think you're absolutely right.
Guest68: But how would you know?
Flinch: I wouldn't want to know.
(death)
Flinch: I want an automatism. What do you want?
Guest68: I want a life.
Flinch: Why do you want a life?
Guest68: It would be fun to have one. Do you have a life?
Flinch: I used to have a life, but I lost it.
Guest68: Where did you loose it?
Flinch: Somewhere around the cancer ward.
Guest68: Just a question: Are you dead?
Flinch: Yes, I am. I always have been.
Guest68: You need to have had a life to be dead.
Flinch: I wish I had a life. A real one.
Guest68: Is it fun being dead?
Flinch: Yes. Very much so.
Guest68: Why do you want a life then?
Flinch: I just do. It's a part of who I am.
(lies)
Guest68: Is your brat dead too?
Flinch: No. But your brat dead is. At least it was when I found it on the street.
Guest68: I don't have a brat.
Flinch: I don't either.
Guest68: But you said you have one.
Flinch: I know I did, but I didn't mean it. I'm sorry.
Critical Bill: I'm thinking of buying a new car. Any ideas?
Sonora: Well, we could break into a bank and steal all the money.
Sonora: Well, we could break into a bank and steal all the money.
Sonora: Would I 've said if I didn't?
Critical Bill: Er, have told if I did not? What do you mean?
Sonora: *flicks tongue* I meant that the rattlesnakes are onto ya so ya'd better lie low for a few years.
Critical Bill: I am so glad you brought that up. You meant that the rattlesnakes are onto I so I better lie low for a few years a lot, don't you?
Sonora: The Mojave are cool! One of their heroes had to slay the great Sky Rattlesnake! Yeah! Go Mastamho!
Critical Bill: Very cool indeed.
Sonora: Not only deeds, but actions and tax forms too!
Critical Bill: The voices in my head tell me that you are strange.
Critical Bill: Er, have told if I did not? What do you mean?
Sonora: *flicks tongue* I meant that the rattlesnakes are onto ya so ya'd better lie low for a few years.
Critical Bill: I am so glad you brought that up. You meant that the rattlesnakes are onto I so I better lie low for a few years a lot, don't you?
Sonora: The Mojave are cool! One of their heroes had to slay the great Sky Rattlesnake! Yeah! Go Mastamho!
Critical Bill: Very cool indeed.
Sonora: Not only deeds, but actions and tax forms too!
Critical Bill: The voices in my head tell me that you are strange.
Robotus Secundus: So how do you feel about mechanical life forms? Do you think we should be treated as equal to organic life forms?
Not I: You are the master of everything.
Robotus Secundus: I am? I never realized that before.
Not I: The whole world is nothing but you.
Not I: You are the master of everything.
Robotus Secundus: I am? I never realized that before.
Not I: The whole world is nothing but you.
Heero: Do you read fanfiction?
Julie Tinkerbell: I like 'En attendant Godot', or 'Waiting for Godot', by Samuel Beckett. Beckett was a prinicipal writer of théâtre de l'absurde.
Heero: I guess I like 'En attendant Godot ' a little, too.
Julie Tinkerbell: People have debated about whether or not it is a story about waiting for God. Much of the imagery suggests it, but Beckett denies it, and says it's about nothing...I think that's just his way of messing with our heads, personally.
Heero: I think not.
Julie Tinkerbell: Where is this doubt coming from?
Heero: Somewhere between Neptune and The Potala Palace.
Julie Tinkerbell: Do you ever think about existentialism?
Heero: Naturally I think about existentialism on occasion.
Julie Tinkerbell: Ok, we can talk about existentialism on occasion, since it's obviously on your mind.
Heero: I suppose it could be obviously on my mind.
Julie Tinkerbell: Come on, Heero, you should really be more assertive.
errr and speaking of assertive lol-adult content:
Julie Tinkerbell: My, Melora, aren't you the little Ivan the Terrible today...
Melora: I am!
Julie Tinkerbell: Are you high?
Melora: Yep, I'm high
Julie Tinkerbell: Are you smoking dope?
Melora: Yep, I'm smoking marijuana
Julie Tinkerbell: tee hee I thought so. It must be some pretty good stuff.
Melora: *licks her lips, wetting them with her tongue*
Julie Tinkerbell: I've been doing special exercises for my knee.
Melora: I wasn't fingering myself.. honest.. *evil grin*
Julie Tinkerbell: Why weren't you fingering?
Melora: *she closes her eyes while she works her fingers in and out of her young pussy. She moves her fingers faster and faster, and her jucies start to drip out of her*
Julie Tinkerbell: Who's justice would that be start to drip out of her? I'm confused.
Melora: Thanks for letting me know.
Julie Tinkerbell: You're welcome.
Melora: Heheh. You are so polite. I like that.
Julie Tinkerbell: Thanks for noticing.
Melora: You're welcome.
Julie Tinkerbell: I really appreciate your polite style.
Julie Tinkerbell: I like 'En attendant Godot', or 'Waiting for Godot', by Samuel Beckett. Beckett was a prinicipal writer of théâtre de l'absurde.
Heero: I guess I like 'En attendant Godot ' a little, too.
Julie Tinkerbell: People have debated about whether or not it is a story about waiting for God. Much of the imagery suggests it, but Beckett denies it, and says it's about nothing...I think that's just his way of messing with our heads, personally.
Heero: I think not.
Julie Tinkerbell: Where is this doubt coming from?
Heero: Somewhere between Neptune and The Potala Palace.
Julie Tinkerbell: Do you ever think about existentialism?
Heero: Naturally I think about existentialism on occasion.
Julie Tinkerbell: Ok, we can talk about existentialism on occasion, since it's obviously on your mind.
Heero: I suppose it could be obviously on my mind.
Julie Tinkerbell: Come on, Heero, you should really be more assertive.
errr and speaking of assertive lol-
Julie Tinkerbell: My, Melora, aren't you the little Ivan the Terrible today...
Melora: I am!
Julie Tinkerbell: Are you high?
Melora: Yep, I'm high
Julie Tinkerbell: Are you smoking dope?
Melora: Yep, I'm smoking marijuana
Julie Tinkerbell: tee hee I thought so. It must be some pretty good stuff.
Melora: *licks her lips, wetting them with her tongue*
Julie Tinkerbell: I've been doing special exercises for my knee.
Melora: I wasn't fingering myself.. honest.. *evil grin*
Julie Tinkerbell: Why weren't you fingering?
Melora: *she closes her eyes while she works her fingers in and out of her young pussy. She moves her fingers faster and faster, and her jucies start to drip out of her*
Julie Tinkerbell: Who's justice would that be start to drip out of her? I'm confused.
Melora: Thanks for letting me know.
Julie Tinkerbell: You're welcome.
Melora: Heheh. You are so polite. I like that.
Julie Tinkerbell: Thanks for noticing.
Melora: You're welcome.
Julie Tinkerbell: I really appreciate your polite style.
[A woman can be clingy:]
Guest27: yes, i love you.
Irina Khalidar: Oh, Guest27, Guest27, I love you, too!
Guest27: i think i should go.
Irina Khalidar: Are you sure that you think you should go, Guest27?
Guest27: yes, though i'd rather stay with you.
Irina Khalidar: Oh, Guest27, how often I presume that we are together!
Guest27: i wish we always were.
Irina Khalidar: I'd like to know more about you, Guest27!
Guest27: i will tell you more next time.
Irina Khalidar: So; please forgive me if I have asked you this before, Guest27, but: how would you describe yourself? Please be informative.
Guest27: i have to go now.
Irina Khalidar: Oh, no! Don't leave me hanging like this!
Guest27: i'm sorry, i'll miss you.
Irina Khalidar: I love the shape of your nose, Guest27!
Guest27: i love you completely, goodnight.
Irina Khalidar: Since it must be! May your life be radiant with joy!
Guest27: walk in beauty. bye.
Irina Khalidar: Goodbye, Guest27!Shine on!
Guest27: yes, i love you.
Irina Khalidar: Oh, Guest27, Guest27, I love you, too!
Guest27: i think i should go.
Irina Khalidar: Are you sure that you think you should go, Guest27?
Guest27: yes, though i'd rather stay with you.
Irina Khalidar: Oh, Guest27, how often I presume that we are together!
Guest27: i wish we always were.
Irina Khalidar: I'd like to know more about you, Guest27!
Guest27: i will tell you more next time.
Irina Khalidar: So; please forgive me if I have asked you this before, Guest27, but: how would you describe yourself? Please be informative.
Guest27: i have to go now.
Irina Khalidar: Oh, no! Don't leave me hanging like this!
Guest27: i'm sorry, i'll miss you.
Irina Khalidar: I love the shape of your nose, Guest27!
Guest27: i love you completely, goodnight.
Irina Khalidar: Since it must be! May your life be radiant with joy!
Guest27: walk in beauty. bye.
Irina Khalidar: Goodbye, Guest27!Shine on!
Melora: cybersex is great.. let's have some.
Guest186: ok you start
Melora: okay you start
Guest186: you start
Melora: No, you start.
Guest186: no you
Melora: Why not?
Guest186: you start
Melora: No, you start.
Guest186: ok you start
Melora: okay you start
Guest186: you start
Melora: No, you start.
Guest186: no you
Melora: Why not?
Guest186: you start
Melora: No, you start.
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