Search Results

While I did sign up for PP, I have a feeling this may or may not turn into a bashing thing. Ha. Ha. Ha. Is that me just being paranoid?

My music will consist of JPOP AND THAT IS ALL SUCK MY DICK LOSERS

I normally don't talk to people while I play online, but I am fond of using voice while playing Assassin's Creed multiplayer. Since it's a series that many girls tend to play, but still many more boys, I seem to be fine, but my voice is naturally high and childish, and so sometimes, the boys poke fun at me and harass me a little here and there, but it's never been so bad that I've had to stop everything I was doing and report it or whatever. I mean, I sound like a ten-year-old girl sometimes, but it's only when I start kicking their asses that they start getting rough with me.

There has been one or two cases of sexual harassment, but I've just told them to stop and threatened and the what not to show that just because I did sound extremely young, didn't mean I wouldn't find them and cut their puny dicks off.

There's generally a lot of cussing going around, but it's not something that's out of the norm; people get frustrated, and cussing is proven to release stress when you're tense. Some times the older people ( who are mostly men of 18 and up ) call out the younger kids, saying things like " ****** " and " little ***** " or whatever, but they're mostly just angry because they're sore over losing and stuff.

I don't, for sure. Just because a few mean words were tossed my way, doesn't mean I'm going to freak out like a baby and ragequit multiplayer like that. I don't have many friends, so I can't give examples for the latter part of the question. I normally keep to myself until someone talks to me.

This question is exempt because it turned into something bigger than it needed to be. I didn't stop playing with them, though.

I hate this question. People who can't handle it should just NOT listen in. You don't HAVE to have a headset, you don't HAVE to talk to them or listen to them. If it bothers you so much then YOU do something about it. Don't make it a bigger thing that what it needs to be. If the major companies need to monitor it, then someone is obviously being a baby about something. You don't have to play online, and that's that. This isn't a daycare.

As for it being possible, well. That would take a lot of people, and waste a lot of times, and while that might have an impact on jobs and stuff, even though this and that are different, I think having thousands, possibly more, people monitoring conversation in the online gaming world is a big deal, and doesn't seem really do-able. Even if it was possible, I think it's silly.

Hello, Janime. • u •

↳ Did you know I pronounce your name as if it were French?​

​

↳ So . . . Pepsi over Dr Pepper. Sleep with one eye open?​

​

↳ I'm just kidding?​

​

↳ Maybe?​

​

↳ ♥ ?​

​

↳ Favorite pony?​

​

↳ Favorite classic game?​

​

↳ Describe yourself in one word.​

​

↳ Eminaj?​

​

↳ Finally, the ever - original: Impressions?​

​

Uh . . . Huh. A good portion of KHV members ( active ones anyway ) live in the United States, and we have as much right to talk about it as people from the UK or Australia have the right to talk about their area's politics as we about ours ( though ours is kinda . . . ****ed up, but eh ).

In any case, hating politics is having a political opinion, just throwing that out there, and you don't have to care, just don't pay attention to it. Not that big of a deal. The world doesn't stop moving for people who don't like politics.

​

{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT • WEARING }​

{ OOC : HAHA, OKAY THEN }​

{ YOU • ME • NAMES } • { MOOD : CALM / SITUATIONALLY CONTENT }​

[/url]xxxxxxxxxx ❝I do not understand what is happening, but I will not ignore you.
xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx I am not here to make fun of you, nor am I here to torture you.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Now, if you would like me to leave, please tell me so that I may stop bothering you. ❞

P L E A S E , xC A L L xM E xQ U I N T U S .​

O R xQ U I N , xI F xY O U xP R E F E R .​

xxxxxxxxxx Kallisti watched as Madeline finally began to collect herself. Her little episode had only lasted a few minutes, but it felt like a very long time, since it was so unusual. She was, however, happy when Madeline took her hand to stand up. It felt like she wasn't so bad at giving advice after all - could a depressed person do that? " Hah, I do not need you anymore, Melissa. "

She snapped to attention when Madeline spoke, " . . . Thank you. " Boy, that didn't sound reluctant at all, but Kallisti took it with a grain of salt and decided that was all she would be getting, " You are welcome. " she replied, taking back her own hand, " I am only sorry you had to be seen, but I doubt anyone was paying attention. "

" Are you sure you are alright? " she asked carefully, but casually, " I will go, if you like. "

xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx

xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx

xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx

xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx

xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx

xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx

Eh.

​

{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT 11/16 • WEARING }​

{ OOC : HAHA, OKAY THEN }​

{ YOU • ME • NAMES } • { MOOD : CURIOUS / CALM }​

[/url]xxxxxxxxxx ❝I do not understand what is happening, but I will not ignore you.
xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx I am not here to make fun of you, nor torture you.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx You need to stand up and breath, because everything will be alright. ❞

P L E A S E , xC A L L xM E xQ U I N T U S .​

O R xQ U I N , xI F xY O U xP R E F E R .​

xxxxxxxxxx Madeline had looked very nervous that Kallisti was talking to her, but maybe it was because she was holding something back. She calmly waited for Madeline to answer her questions, but began to have second thoughts that she might not and just send Kallisti on her way back to her car to " mind her own business ". That's when she saw her body sag a little, and her bag fall to her side, but Madeline smiled. Kallisti raised an eyebrow.

" Hello, Quin." she said, her voice normal and then immediately turning into a wreck, " I'm fi - ne. " Her voice completely cracked and she collapsed to the asphalt road. She began to completely melt down, right here in front of Kallisti. At first, she didn't know what to do. What did Madeline want her to do, leave here there in her misery, not pity her? Or comfort her, console her? Normally, she would go to the aid of the distressed person, but this was Madeline Moore, the very bitchy, picky girl.

" H - he left m - me - he - " and sobs wracked Madeline's body without falter, and that's when Kallisti made up her mind; she was crying because of Thomas. Thomas had stood her up. Why would he do that? He seemed like he was head over heels for her. Absolute nuts for her? What was he thinking? " He s - stood me up, he - he lef - left me alone! What do I do? What do I do? I - I can't, it hurts, Quin. "

Kallisti didn't know what to make of this situation, but no one else that was close to them paid attention. It was only Madeline and herself. So Kallisti took a breath, and she bent down, coming face to face with this unusual sight, " Madeline. " she said, calmly, and when there was no reply, " Madeline. Breath. " she said, again, " Breath. It is time to get up. Give yourself small commands to start doing things again. Breath, Madeline. Do not cry, everything will be alright. " she said, smiling a little.

And then she offered Madeline her hand, " Stand up, Madeline, it is alright. "

xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx

xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx

​

{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT 11/16 • WEARING }​

{ OOC : WHAT THE FUCK }​

{ YOU • ME • NAMES } • { MOOD : RELAXED / CALM }​

[/url]xxxxxxxxxx ❝Today is different than yesterday . . . I have not the slightest why that could be . . .
xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx Perhaps it is because things are sinking in?
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx There is no running away from destiny, after all . . . 100 days . . . ❞

P L E A S E , xC A L L xM E xQ U I N T U S .​

O R xQ U I N , xI F xY O U xP R E F E R .​

xxxxxxxxxx In peace, Kallisti drank her coffee and ate her cookies, listening to swaying music playing in her headphones. She felt at peace, and it was nice, like she was drifting off into her own little wor - Someone tapped her on the shoulder and she took off her headphones, slightly exasperated by being bothered at such a time, " Yes, what is it? " she asked Mr. Paschal calmly, sewing her patience back together. When he spoke, she raised an eyebrow because he sounded slightly shaky, " The authorities are asking everyone to evacuated the area." he explained to her, obviously having trouble staying calm, " There has been an accident. "

" An accident? " Kallisti thought to herself. In the cafe, outside? In any matter, she put all of her belongings in her bag and fallowed the shaky Mr. Paschal out the door, where the Coy City police were directing traffic around the area, and people away. It was a fiasco, ambulances, firetrucks, police cars . . . So Kallisti looked around, and she was justlucky enough to sneak a rather long peek behind an ambulance. The sign of the cafe, it had fallen. And it had fallen on someone. A quiet gasp left her mouth, and she immediately looked away from the messy site to pretend that she hadn't seen it.

When she was finally near her car, she saw the shine of a familiar one. It was Madeline's car, and right next to Madeline's car was Madeline herself, just standing there, almost looking dumbfounded. For just a moment, Kallisti decided to open her door, but then with more thought and a shrug of " It could not hurt. ", she made her way over to the other girl, who at closer observation was obviously distressed.

Kallisti frowned and adjusted her brown scarf, " Madeline. " she said, " Are you alright? " It felt like deja vu, " You look . . . rather upset. " It did seem that something was tormenting her on the inside and when Kallisti followed her line of sight, she saw that Madeline was staring at the scene of the accident. Perhaps she knew something of it? Come to think of it, wasn't Thomas supposed to meet Madeline here? He didn't seem to be anywhere in sight - maybe he just hadn't found her yet in all the commotion, or maybe he stood her up?

xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx

xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx

​

{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT 11/16 • WEARING }​

{ OOC : WHAT THE FUCK }​

{ YOU • ME • NAMES } • { MOOD : RELAXED / CALM }​

[/url]xxxxxxxxxx ❝Today is different than yesterday . . . I have not the slightest why that could be . . .
xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx Perhaps it is because things are sinking in?
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx There is no running away from destiny, after all . . . 100 days . . . ❞

P L E A S E , xC A L L xM E xQ U I N T U S .​

O R xQ U I N , xI F xY O U xP R E F E R .​

xxxxxxxxxx " Hey! This place must be good," Kallisti raised an eyebrow, " You don't seem like the type for having bad tastes. Maddy, too. " Maddy . . . ? Surely he meant Madeline, " Yes . . . I suppose so. " she replied with a hint of a smile, though not really amused.

He seemed fairly excited by a prospect of something, but she couldn't figure out what - " I'm actually planning to meet Madeline here . . . I asked her out! " he told her excitedly, and inwardly, Kallisti felt a little queasy, and almost . . . Well. No. Eh . . . It was fine, she wasn't to care, " How bold of you, " she told him with a chuckle, a true one, " I hope it goes well for you. "

Outside, there was a car horn, and then, " That's me, " Thomas told her sheepishly, and she blinked, realizing what he meant. She completely turned her attention away from him as he didn't wait for her to say goodbye, " Good luck, I suppose, " she said under her breath, turning back to Mr. Paschal.

She slipped on her headphones and turned up the music rather loudly as she grabbed her stuff and headed for a table. So, Thomas asked out Madeline. . . Interesting. But not really. It was none of her business after all.

xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx

xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx

​

{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT 11/16 • WEARING } ​

{ OOC : POLYVORE IS AMAZING. ALSO: SCHEDULING SHENANIGANS AGAIN }​

{ YOU • ME • NAMES } • { MOOD : REFRESHED/ CONTENT }​

[/url]xxxxxxxxxx ❝Today is different than yesterday . . . I have not the slightest why that could be . . .
xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx Perhaps it is because things are sinking in?
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx There is no running away from destiny, after all . . . 100 days . . . ❞

P L E A S E , xC A L L xM E xQ U I N T U S .​

O R xQ U I N , xI F xY O U xP R E F E R .​

xxxxxxxxxx This morning had been a little different from yesterday morning. Her mind was clear, and there wasn't much to worry about. Perhaps the worst thing about yesterday was not repeatedly seeing the same sixteen people at school, but seeing Melissa. While Kallisti was fairly good at reading other people, she honestly couldn't tell if Melissa was telling her father she was depressed for the money, or because that's what she actually believed. For the former option, it would make her a horrid human being, and she would absolutely tell her father, and for the latter, well . . . She was only trying to help.

The first of December, but it wasn't yet Winter. She decided to wear brown, nice and warm, and not uncomfortable at all, how nice . . . She was very content with her progress yesterday, with the kids of the e-mail, hopefully the ones she personally invited were coming.

Well, she felt refreshed and content, for the time being, so what were her plans for the day? Perhaps she should stay in and practice? That would cancel the need of her having to wear such warm clothing, or maybe she should go out for coffee? She preferred tea over, but it seemed like a coffee day. Or maybe hot chocolate.

Perhaps she would go to a different cafe, today. She just had a feeling about Mr. Paschal's " I am going father. " she called out, and when she got a confirmation or " Be safe, Kallisti, " she sighed and left her house.

A different cafe . . . She cringed slightly at the thought with bad feelings. She was nothing if not loyal to something she loved. Well . . . There was always room for new things. And that's why, at almost 10:00am, she found herself inside Mr. Paschal's cafe, sighing and walking in to see Thomas talking to Mr. Paschal. She made her way up to the counter, and began to order, " Good morning, Thomas, " she said, conversationally, " What brings you here this morning? "

xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx

xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx

I'VE BEEN HAD. But yeah, I did edit it, I felt a little awkward about it, and I'M NOT A RULE BREAKER ( coughcough ).

Come to the concert on Sunday!

Vintage: Song of Healing, from The Legend of Zelda, Majora's Mask

​

{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT 11/15 }​

{ OOC : I FEEL AWKWARD ABOUT THIS }​

{ YOU • ME • NAMES } • { MOOD : TIRED / ANNOYED }​

[/url]xxxxxxxxxx ❝I beg you to leave me alone, for you do not know me and I would rather you not try.
xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx You are beginning to irk me, and I wish you gone.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx There is nothing wrong with me. I am fine. ❞

P L E A S E , xC A L L xM E xQ U I N T U S .​

O R xQ U I N , xI F xY O U xP R E F E R .​

xxxxxxxxxx Before she had gotten in her car, Kallisti received a text message, " Don't stop by Tyler's today. You have to meet with Melissa. " And after reading it, she let her hand fall limply by her side and she sighed heavily. Why Melissa, why today? Quickly, she opened her contacts and typed a message to Tyler, " Not today, got to meet with Depression Diagnoser. " she typed. She gave that name to Melissa half a year ago, after she said Kallisti was depressed. Kallisti didn't like that, and she wanted Melissa to stop coming by her house, to stop feeding her dad with ridiculous notions that she was on the verge of suicide.

Ridiculous.

Nonetheless, her father would be disappointed and very worried if she went off and ignored the "problem". It was the last thing he needed on his mind. He's already lost his wife, what's he to hold on to if he loses his beloved daughter? " All for him . . . " had become her mantra since she started seeing Melissa, nearly a year ago. It was understandable, he was only worried for her health and safety. Still . . . She didn't like missing out on time with one of her rare friends to be with a woman who had her read all wrong. These were Kallisti's thoughts as she drove home.

" I am home," she called out, walking into the door and finally unwrapping her scarf to show her mouth. Out from the hallway to her left, she heard the clicking of flats against the tiled floor. She would have rather seen her father first, but beggars can't be choosers, " . . . Good afternoon, Melissa." she greeted cordially.

" Hello, Quintus. " she replied back with a smile, " How was school today? "

This brought all of her thoughts to the e-mail and the sixteen people that would not stop appearing in her day, " Just the same as it is everyday, Melissa. " she lied smoothly, walking up the staircase, " I beg your pardon, but I have homework and practice to attend to, could this please wait until after I am done? It should only be a few hours," but she really said that last part to drive the woman out of her house.

" I've heard you haven't been sleeping well. " Melissa commented, straight to the point. At that moment, Kallisti was already up the stairs, but she abruptly stopped, and as calmly as she possibly could, wrenched her neck to look at her therapist, " I am perfectly fine. I have been eating well, and I have been sleeping well. Nothing has changed since my mother's death, so if that is all you are here to examine, then you have done your job and you can leave. "

" I will be waiting for you at the table, Quintus. Your dad said I can stay here so long as I need to. " the woman replied, calmly, " I'll make some tea. "

" . . . " Kallisti closed her door behind her, calmly. She was a fool for not going to Tyler's house. A ridiculous, masochistic fool.

xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx

xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx

Rolling Girl by Zoobuh

Stay Gold by FLOW

​

{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT }​

{ OOC : THIS SCHEDULING THING ISN'T GOING TO MAKE SENSE, BUT THAT'S OKAY }​

{ YOU • ME • NAMES } • { MOOD :SKEPTICAL / MUSING }​

[/url]xxxxxxxxxx ❝You now have the opportunity to do this right . . .
xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx We are at a point where it is make or break, just maybe . . .
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Be careful . . . You are all potential strangers to me. ❞

P L E A S E , xC A L L xM E xQ U I N T U S .​

O R xQ U I N , xI F xY O U xP R E F E R .​

xxxxxxxxxx " Kall . . . " Kallisti raised a thin eyebrow when the dreaded name began to come out of Madeline's mouth, but then " Quintus, was it? " and Kallisti sighed to herself, content that this Madeline wasn't incompetent. Although . . . This was a rather odd turn of events, a very radical change was happening here.

" . . . Yes, it is Quintus, thank you. " she said with a little gratitude. She had really yet to tell anyone why she didn't like her first name, and she doubted that she would ever tell anyone.

" I'm alright. I apologize for worrying you, if I did. " Madeline flashed a sort of look at Kallisti that didn't quite sit right with her, but she shrugged it off, " No, I was just taken by surprise. It is not in the norm to see ladies running in the hall as if they were being chased by their worst fears, though . . . " But she didn't finish and cleared her throat. She wasn't scared of Madeline, but she preferred not to make an enemy out of her if she didn't need to.

" Yes, well, this was most interesting, but I really must be going. I hope you feel better about whatever it might be that is bothering you, and I hope you have a good day. " Kallisti bowed her head slightly at Madeline and continued her journey to - " Oh. You should come to Sealand Park on Sunday, I have a concert there, and would be most happy if you attended. " she told her with a smile, " Feel better, today. " she said, slightly "cheerful" ( or the closest she could get to it ) before walking off.



xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx

xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx

Nonpareil of Favor by of Montreal

Rocketeer by Far East Movement ft. Ryan Tedder ( OneRepublic )

Somebody More Like You by Nickel Creek