fuckmeat's medieval bedchamber ~ open OOC chat for the deviant and depraved.

[fuckmeat]

winces and moans a little, cradling my sore hand gently, my face flushed

Not bad thanks. G has had a change to some of her meds, so she's more comfortable, which is always good for me. I've managed to lower my Wii Fit age a bit, so I feel less decrepit myself.

What have you been up to?

 

[chronicle_tenko]

Being ill. Now sleep.

Thank you for the wine and good night. Nuitvide by wednesday.

 

[fuckmeat]

Being ill. Now sleep.

Thank you for the wine and good night. Nuitvide by wednesday.

Get well soon hon. Sweet dreams xx

 

[EzraPound]

* peering in the door, being too curious for my own good as usual*

 

[fuckmeat]

Hi Ezra, welcome to my little corner of Lit.

 

[EzraPound]

*smiling at the warm welcome I come all the way in looking around ,admiring the place*

Hello Fm ,welcome to LIT ..I know it's a bit late for me to say that but I have been busy lately..
Nice place you have here.

 

[fuckmeat]

Why thankyou, do make yourself at home.

Please don't think me rude but RL is calling me away at the moment. I'll be online again in an hour or two.

 

[EzraPound]

no not at all , I am awake way too early for my time zone, and will have to get ready for work my self, nice to say Hello however*smiling*

 

[chronicle_tenko]

That was a fine nap.

 

[fuckmeat]

I hope you are feeling much better.

 

[yeishia]

I wander in and look for FM.

This is a quick visit to say a proper hello, I am yeishia and was well

My voice trails off......

I brought you roses

I place the roses down and leave returning to the real world for a while............

 

[fuckmeat]

Thankyou yeishia, they're lovely. I hope when you next visit your gift will be a little time to get to know you.

I smile at yeishia's delectable rear-view then display the roses in a tall black vase, arranging them lovingly

 

[Leopald]

*Stumbles through the door and mutters something about flying cats under his breath. He runs a hand through his dark hair and sighs as he stretches.*

Ugh... I've been away for far too long. Seems a nice place to dive back in, though. What do we have here?

 

[fuckmeat]

pours Leopald some wine

Welcome. I'm just flitting through at the moment but please make yourself at home.

 

[Leopald]

Takes the glass offered with a mischevious grin and a wink, then takes a sip.

Are we going to have to tie you up to make sure you stay for an extended period of time?

 

[EesomeBeastie]

Beastie wanders in. Finding FM out, he leaves his housewarming gifts:

A small barrel of Burgundian red wine

Two pewter goblets

And the Mask of Infamy:

 

[fuckmeat]

"Infamy! Infamy! They've all got it in for me!"

Thanks Beastikins, bit early for wine though.

How is everyone today?

 

[fuckmeat]

Hi Collette, welcome to my bedroom. You may take a chair or a corner as you choose, but do take some wine.

I've started a few RPs lately, I'm intrigued to know which one you're referring to and why.

 

[EesomeBeastie]

"Infamy! Infamy! They've all got it in for me!"

Thanks Beastikins, bit early for wine though.

How is everyone today?

Too early for wine? Ah, sweet Fucksiepoos, but I thought you were decadent?!? (And it was around midnight when I called by with it anyway!)

Once again we pass like ships in the night. I shall continue to lurk until I can pounce. Maybe I am hiding under the bed. Maybe I am rolled inside a carpet in the corner of the room (I had to work in a Carry on Cleo reference to match yours!). Or maybe I am secreted in ambush within the dark recesses of your mind. Who knows?

 

[EesomeBeastie]

Too early for wine? Ah, sweet Fucksiepoos, but I thought you were decadent?!? (And it was around midnight when I called by with it anyway!)

Once again we pass like ships in the night. I shall continue to lurk until I can pounce. Maybe I am hiding under the bed. Maybe I am rolled inside a carpet in the corner of the room (I had to work in a Carry on Cleo reference to match yours!). Or maybe I am secreted in ambush within the dark recesses of your mind. Who knows?

P.S. Just after I posted my gift, I gave an almighty sneeze (got a stinking cold at the moment ) and burst a blood vessel in my nose. I’ll leave it to your imagination what the pic of your medieval bedchamber looked like on my laptop screen, splattered with droplets of my blood!

 

[Leopald]

For future stories involving blood on a computer screen, I suggest something much cooler and ridiculous.

For example; As I was dropping off my gift, I was attacked by 3 ninjas, a vicious panda, and a brutal tavern wench at the same time. I fended and tamed the panda, killed the ninjas, and bedded the wench before hitting the "submit" button. I did not escape entirely unscathed, and thus leave to your imagination the drops of blood on your dungeon from the gash on my cheek and arm from the ninjas and panda, respectively.

Stories such as this, obviously can be interchanged as need supplies, but I do suggest holding to the 3 enemy, 1 animal, and 1 to 2 beddables. It just makes for a good story.

Also, this thread does seem to lack pouncing. Though pouncing targets are here. We should ammend this.

Takes another swig of wine before nodding sagely.

 

[EesomeBeastie]

For future stories involving blood on a computer screen, I suggest something much cooler and ridiculous.

For example; As I was dropping off my gift, I was attacked by 3 ninjas, a vicious panda, and a brutal tavern wench at the same time. I fended and tamed the panda, killed the ninjas, and bedded the wench before hitting the "submit" button. I did not escape entirely unscathed, and thus leave to your imagination the drops of blood on your dungeon from the gash on my cheek and arm from the ninjas and panda, respectively.

Stories such as this, obviously can be interchanged as need supplies, but I do suggest holding to the 3 enemy, 1 animal, and 1 to 2 beddables. It just makes for a good story.

Also, this thread does seem to lack pouncing. Though pouncing targets are here. We should ammend this.

Takes another swig of wine before nodding sagely.

You're not pouncing on me! (I'm guessing you're a fella, and I don't do fellas, especially not ones with two eyes per eyeball...)

 

[Leopald]

Chuckles

No offense, but you weren't on my list when I was thinking of pouncing targets. I likes me the softer types when I pounce. Yes, I am a fella, and stop making fun of my eyes, else I'll start having flashbacks of grade-school and being the only true 4-eyed kid there. You don't want to see me nerdrage and flail my arms about in true grade-school fashion, I assume.

Actually, the eye is from a Tool album. It does not take long to find that I really like that band.

 

[fuckmeat]

I knew I'd seen that freaky eyeball before. Aenima, right? Sadly, these days Tool lives in my iPhone. My pretty CD covers haven't seen the light of day for a while now.

sets to work mopping up Beastie's spattered blood

You know, this isn't how I envisaged blood first gracing these walls.

sigh

looks left and right, sees the boys are offline and sneaks to a cupboard at the back of the room, where a rather un-medieval coffeemaker is hiding. pours an espresso

There was coffee back then, right? Not my fault it hadn't reached Blighty.

sips guiltily

 

[Warr]

*Peeks his head in and takes a small step in, looking about* Anyone here?