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Vorpalone

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I've been on the BDSM talk sub forum for about a week answering the occasional thread that I can experientially speak to. Hopefully it helps provides someone with a new perspective or understanding of BDSM related interactions. It occurs to me that while there is activity, It seems a small subsection of the main forum folks.

I want to be welcoming and get a general feel of the people here. In pursuit of that endeavor I think I should get to know some of you. Hopefully this will show me what I need to know of the people and group dynamics on literotica to decide if I wish to spend my time and energy interacting here.

So with that in mind. Here is my shot at making this fun and interactive, I'm going to give you some questions to answer in this post.

So we don't wear each other out prematurely, I'll wait a day for your answers. Once you return those to me, I'll send you my answers a day later. Feel free to ask any questions that you have for me.

After four exchange rounds. we should know a little more about each other and either have a desire to continue or be ready to drop it. Ok.

Here are my first round of questions for an of you that wish to answer.

Question 1: Are you a Poem or a Novel?

Question 2: What do you worry about and why?

Question 3: Share your best childhood memory.

Question 4: If you could only keep five material things what would they be.

Question 5: Name your greatest aeipathy.

Looking forward to knowing some of you.

Vorpal.
 
*runs to check out his profile, posts, and signature block...*

Whispers 'who IS this masked man? :)
 
This sounds like work.

I don't audition to be friends with someone.

Pass.
 
Should I spend my time and energy in this thread, I'm gonna need some questions answered first:

Do you eat the heel of bread? Or as I like to call it, the butt of the bread?

When was the last time you laughed so hard you cried?

Do you wear a watch? Why or why not?

What color is your car if you have one?
 
Have you ever thought about jumping into conversations, introducing yourself, and getting to know people that way?

It's a much better to get the feel of the people and relationships on a board.



Just saying oh dommy one
 
Here are my first round of questions for an of you that wish to answer.

Question 1: Are you a Poem or a Novel?

Question 2: What do you worry about and why?

Question 3: Share your best childhood memory.

Question 4: If you could only keep five material things what would they be.

Question 5: Name your greatest aeipathy.

Looking forward to knowing some of you.

Vorpal.

Answer 1: Technically I'm classified as a Parable. More specifically, one concerning how to respond properly to pretentious posts made by lone fictional words.

Answer 2: Why my toaster smells like kiwis, insanity, Coke or Pepsi, and that one day, the CIA is going to kick down my door and drag my dog off to prison for covertly selling smack to Nazis while I'm asleep. Cuz reasons.

Answer 3: That would have to be the time I hitched into a small town near the mountains and proceeded to get treated very harshly by the local PD. So much so, that I took it upon myself to exact brutal revenge in the nearby forest with nothing but a survival knife and a single rock I utilized to take out a sniper in a helicopter. Ah, those water-colored mem'ries...

Answer 4: Paper clip, rubber band, thin drinking straw, stick of chewing gum, and your continued love and support... Baby.

Answer 5: Why, that would most certainly have to be answering staggeringly deep questions presented by endlessly fascinating strangers that I don't find self important, repugnant, or own-face-punching-ly boorish in the slightest.
 
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Should I spend my time and energy in this thread, I'm gonna need some questions answered first:

Do you eat the heel of bread? Or as I like to call it, the butt of the bread?

When was the last time you laughed so hard you cried?

Do you wear a watch? Why or why not?

What color is your car if you have one?

Thank you for your response.

I eat all of the bread. I don't eat store bought bread. I get Rye and Pumpernickel mainly from my local bakery/deli. If I have left over bread for any reason I feed it to the ducks before it gets moldy.

I laugh quite frequently and am bemused by novelty. I have not physically cried laughing beyond my childhood short of a tear forming then being reabsorbed before falling.

I do wear a watch. Is a Breitling transocean chronograph with a grey face. I wear it as I like the weight on my wrist and as a reminder to myself that life is finite. Hours and days count. Tik Tik.

All my cars are black. In fact every car I've ever owned is black. I like black. Point of fact I walked out of an Audi dealership and bought an infinity recently as they couldn't get the car with the options I wanted in black.

Your turn.
 
Should I spend my time and energy in this thread, I'm gonna need some questions answered first:

Do you eat the heel of bread? Or as I like to call it, the butt of the bread?

When was the last time you laughed so hard you cried?

Do you wear a watch? Why or why not?

What color is your car if you have one?

You? I'll answer your shtuff! :)

Yes, I eat the heel. My aunt calls it the end or the butt.

Laugh to cry a few weeks ago over a funny story about a Chinese buffet.

I wear a watch. I'm a nurse. I need it to take pulses. And there are pulses EVERYWHERE!

Car is red. I don't like red.

Your answers, Cakecups?
 
There's an entire board full of the information you seek. This thread in particular covers a lot: http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=1320588

Thank you Meekme. I will read it. That being said: This is my thread. There may be many threads like this but this one is mine. Currently this thread is my best friend here. I must master my thread as I master my life. It is my life here. Without me my thread is useless. Without my thread I am useless. I must answer my thread true. :)
 
Thank you Meekme. I will read it. That being said: This is my thread. There may be many threads like this but this one is mine. Currently this thread is my best friend here. I must master my thread as I master my life. It is my life here. Without me my thread is useless. Without my thread I am useless. I must answer my thread true. :)

A Thread Creed! I like it!
 
Answer 1: Technically I'm classified as a Parable. More specifically, one concerning how to respond properly to pretentious posts made by lone fictional words.

Answer 2: Why my toaster smells like kiwis, insanity, Coke or Pepsi, and that one day, the CIA is going to kick down my door and drag my dog off to prison for covertly selling smack to Nazis while I'm asleep. Cuz reasons.

Answer 3: That would have to be the time I hitched into a small town near the mountains and proceeded to get treated very harshly by the local PD. So much so, that I took it upon myself to exact brutal revenge in the nearby forest with nothing but a survival knife and a single rock I utilized to take out a sniper in a helicopter. Ah, those water-colored mem'ries...

Answer 4: Paper clip, rubber band, thin drinking straw, stick of chewing gum, and your continued love and support... Baby.

Answer 5: Why, that would most certainly have to be answering staggeringly deep questions presented by endlessly fascinating strangers that I don't find self important, repugnant, or own-face-punching-ly boorish in the slightest.


Understood. Thank you for your reply. :)
 
For Procrastination!

Here are my first round of questions for an of you that wish to answer.

Question 1: Are you a Poem or a Novel?

Question 2: What do you worry about and why?

Question 3: Share your best childhood memory.

Question 4: If you could only keep five material things what would they be.

Question 5: Name your greatest aeipathy.

Looking forward to knowing some of you.

Vorpal.

1) I prefer to be a "choose your own adventure" book, thank you very much.

2) School and my kids because it's school and my kids.

3) My childhood sucked. Next question.

4) Do people count as material things? No? Then... my cellphone, my house, my car, my money, and my clothes.

5) Helping people.
 
Should I spend my time and energy in this thread, I'm gonna need some questions answered first:

Do you eat the heel of bread? Or as I like to call it, the butt of the bread?

When was the last time you laughed so hard you cried?

Do you wear a watch? Why or why not?

What color is your car if you have one?

No. Eww, bread butt.

Hmmm... last month? There was a guy at school reading a book called "How to Read a Book" and he was citing it in his paper and everything. Textbooks are ridiculous. :rolleyes:

I do. Same reason as Far. Well, I'm a student but it's still the same reason. Time management and pulses.

My car is dark grey.
 
1) I prefer to be a "choose your own adventure" book, thank you very much.

2) School and my kids because it's school and my kids.

3) My childhood sucked. Next question.

4) Do people count as material things? No? Then... my cellphone, my house, my car, my money, and my clothes.

5) Helping people.

Thank you for your time MyNameIsNo

I enjoyed the choose your own adventure books as well. Having a childhood that sucks it a tough one I'm glad you got through it to give your kids one that doesn't, very admirable. People shouldn't count as material things but alas they do in much of the world. Do you have a favorite modality as to helping people?

:)
 
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Answer 1: Technically I'm classified as a Parable. More specifically, one concerning how to respond properly to pretentious posts made by lone fictional words.

Answer 2: Why my toaster smells like kiwis, insanity, Coke or Pepsi, and that one day, the CIA is going to kick down my door and drag my dog off to prison for covertly selling smack to Nazis while I'm asleep. Cuz reasons.

Answer 3: That would have to be the time I hitched into a small town near the mountains and proceeded to get treated very harshly by the local PD. So much so, that I took it upon myself to exact brutal revenge in the nearby forest with nothing but a survival knife and a single rock I utilized to take out a sniper in a helicopter. Ah, those water-colored mem'ries...

Answer 4: Paper clip, rubber band, thin drinking straw, stick of chewing gum, and your continued love and support... Baby.

Answer 5: Why, that would most certainly have to be answering staggeringly deep questions presented by endlessly fascinating strangers that I don't find self important, repugnant, or own-face-punching-ly boorish in the slightest.

Kiwis!? That's so weird
 
Thank you for your response.

I eat all of the bread. I don't eat store bought bread. I get Rye and Pumpernickel mainly from my local bakery/deli. If I have left over bread for any reason I feed it to the ducks before it gets moldy.

I laugh quite frequently and am bemused by novelty. I have not physically cried laughing beyond my childhood short of a tear forming then being reabsorbed before falling.

I do wear a watch. Is a Breitling transocean chronograph with a grey face. I wear it as I like the weight on my wrist and as a reminder to myself that life is finite. Hours and days count. Tik Tik.

All my cars are black. In fact every car I've ever owned is black. I like black. Point of fact I walked out of an Audi dealership and bought an infinity recently as they couldn't get the car with the options I wanted in black.

Your turn.

A bakery is a store though, no?
 
You? I'll answer your shtuff! :)

Yes, I eat the heel. My aunt calls it the end or the butt.

Laugh to cry a few weeks ago over a funny story about a Chinese buffet.

I wear a watch. I'm a nurse. I need it to take pulses. And there are pulses EVERYWHERE!

Car is red. I don't like red.

Your answers, Cakecups?

:)

I do not eat the butt, I look at it in disgust and feel like a wasteful human being when I chuck it in the trash while giving it dirty looks. Do you eat the heels together in a heel subpar sandwich or do you treat it like any other piece of bread?

I laughed so hard I cried today when I unintentially suggested my coworker give some the shocker. It was a huge misunderstanding complete with finger formation. I realized after I said it how it came out and I about died.

Ah, pulses, you should get one of those little pulse ox finger thingys. Do you count beat for 15 seconds and multiply by 4? I hate watches, I don't like the sensation of something around my wrist which is rather ironic as I like it other situations. I usually just use my phone for timing things.

Blue car
 
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