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 Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 4:47 pm
As you walk through the door, you see a rather larg hall, it's floors are tiled, the tiles are squares that are a emerald green and black, made of marble. Many chairs and tables are scattered along this halls floor. The tables are a bronze color, as are the chair except for the emerald green cushions. Somewhere you notice that there is a dark corner, there is yet another chair, this one is a fairly large armchair almost like a throne. It is the reserved seat of this establishments' owner, The Psycho Stalker, Vega.
There, towards the end of the room is a bar, with many stools, all following the bronze & emerald color scheme. The bar is mostly wood, but the plates and mugs are solid gold. You look around and what at first apeared to be a plain and empty space, apears to be a lounge of some sort, with many sofa's of velvet but all of these sofa's are blood red. There are several little tables, coffee tables no doubt. The lounge looking rather cozy and nice, aparently the owner likes to make his guests comfortable.
Welcome, this is the den of The Psycho(me). It will soon be a bar, a place for all of us who belong to this creed of insanity. Al place where people can come on down and chat and chill and hang out and what not. The bar's coming soon, drinks and food are free...
This thread will also be little bits of odd thoughts I will post here from time to time. I don't think they'll be too wierd for you all. Anyway, sometimes it may take a while between posts here. Anyway, enjoy my bits....
~JOBS~
Owner: Vega Twinstar (Me damnit...hahahaha!)
Co-Owner: alwaysthere
Bartender: Two Spots OPEN!!
Waiter: Three Spots OPEN!!
Waitress: Three Spots OPEN!!
(You probably noticed that are no bouncers, I do not feel there will be a need for them...)
~RULES~
1: No Cybering (duh!)
2: No fighting, arguing is fine by me, no fighting, or killing for that matter.
3: Please, respect others, I'm sure if we belong to the same creed, we will be able to get along.
~MENU~
Drinks:
Cofee
Water
Blood
Whiskey
Rum
Vodka
Beer (any kind... but ask me for a recomendation if you wish...)
Food is not included because whatever you request, will be brought to you, as if simply apears in the kitchen out of... "seemingly" nowhere... hahaha
Regulars:
(None....unfortunatly)
Blacklist:
None....let's keep it that way...
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 4:55 pm
Bit I (This one someone already got to read in some earlier posts, but I feel I should share with the rest of you):
Little did she know, her husband was planning on killing her.....
There in the kitchen lay the sharp knife. The same one she touches every day when cooking, the same knife she uses all the time. It's ironic that she'll be killed with the very thing that keeps her company in the kitchen.
There she was, asleep. He crept up to the room in which the couple had made love and been with eachother. The very room where they slept together and said loving things to eachother. In that room where they did god knows what when the lights went out. It's wierd that she doesnt really know what's about to happen, and had no idea ever as to what was to happen. But it doesnt matter now does it? She'll never really ever know.
So after he did what he did, he slit his own throat. He felt guilty. He didn't plan on it. He didn't plan on dying, neither did she.
You wonder, how you may be sitting there eating your breakfast, or talking to your girlfriend/boyfriend (or anyone you're in a relationship with), and maybe...who knows...in months, or weeks, or days, or hours.....or minutes or seconds...you may be killed in an untimely manner.
It's like in the movies, a guy does a whole bunch of stuff and then gets killed. See, no one thinks that.
In truth every moment may be the last, people always beleive there will be a tommorow and a day after. Little do they know...the one's they are close to may have a different plan after all....
Does the paranoid man outlive us? We'll never know....
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 3:21 am
Stuff like that happens all the time... someone fell asleep on my couch once when they woke up I told them that it surprised me that she could just fall asleep like that, how does she not know I would not kill her in her sleep? She just looked at me odd and said "Well, I trust people not to" so I told her "You shouldn't".
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 4:04 pm
Yeah.... nothing in terms of thought but this is also a place here where everyone can just chill too...
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 5:37 pm
I'm overly paranoid. My back sensor (the feeling you get when someone's behind you) is SUPER sensitive. If someone is 3 rooms from me in behind me then, I get that feeling.
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 5:46 pm
Miniace2009 I'm overly paranoid. My back sensor (the feeling you get when someone's behind you) is SUPER sensitive. If someone is 3 rooms from me in behind me then, I get that feeling. Wait....havent I seen you elsewhere? Anyway...I have that same thing... but then again... sometimes it goes off when no one's there. But I can relate....
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 6:25 pm
Vega Twinstar Miniace2009 I'm overly paranoid. My back sensor (the feeling you get when someone's behind you) is SUPER sensitive. If someone is 3 rooms from me in behind me then, I get that feeling. Wait....havent I seen you elsewhere? Anyway...I have that same thing... but then again... sometimes it goes off when no one's there. But I can relate.... You met me in a bar.
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Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 6:33 pm
Walks over to the throne and takes a seat. Surveying the recently finished construction of his establishment.
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Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 6:35 pm
Sitting, looking around, he gradually falls asleep in his seat.
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Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 7:18 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2006 2:52 am
Miniace2009 I'm overly paranoid. My back sensor (the feeling you get when someone's behind you) is SUPER sensitive. If someone is 3 rooms from me in behind me then, I get that feeling. Me too! My cats even trigger it xp But sometimes there is this shadow thing in my house that does it too sweatdrop
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 4:58 pm
Ok... anyway... so I'm working at this pharmacy that's right near my house. I had to get boxes from the very back (Storage) and put stuff on counters and all that. So as I'm leaving the storage place, here's what happens, some old russian guy is standing in the way... I tell him nicely to move away and not to stand behind the counter (Well not behind it, but sort of, past that little edge of the counter...since there was little room between the edge and the wall.) and I told him once. I went back, he was still standing there... I said it again "please don't stand there"...I went back to storage to get another box load out... and this a*****e...is STILL ******** standing there... so I say it a little louder... "Don't stand there"... his wife heard it, I know HE heard it...
So I left and went back there again. Went back to storage got another box... guess what... a*****e was still there. I just kept quiet this time. I realized his stubborn old a** wouldnt move. So after taking that box to a counter at the other end of the place, I walked up to the p***k and told him "Look...I told you several times not to stand there!"... he's like "Oh I wasnt in your way"..."Yeah you were old man!"..."So what.. I was in your way"...some nerve... I just wanted to tell the guy "OK, outside now" and beat the s**t out of him... but I'm volunteering at that pharmacy and stuff... and I work 3-4 hours.... I think they'd kick me out for beating up a customer... although it would have been good for business... he got his medicine... I beat the s**t out of him... he goes back to get some more... HAHAHAHAHA!!!!
It's a shame....he was old.... and an a**...you'd think someone that age would learn a thing or two about getting out of the way when someone's carrying something coming towards you.... oh christ...
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 9:10 am
Maybe he was there to get the pills that keep him from seeing people as mutant bunnies and they thought you were just a figment of his imagination and over the years he learned it is best to ignore the giant foaming bunnies then to run away from them?
Or maybe he was borderline deaf and instead of admitting that he made an a** out of himself over it he decided to try and save pride by claiming it was on purpose and you were wrong xp
scream BOOT TO THE HEAD! NA-NA! BOOT TO THE HEAD!! NA-NA!!!
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 5:10 pm
Xe Maybe he was there to get the pills that keep him from seeing people as mutant bunnies and they thought you were just a figment of his imagination and over the years he learned it is best to ignore the giant foaming bunnies then to run away from them? Or maybe he was borderline deaf and instead of admitting that he made an a** out of himself over it he decided to try and save pride by claiming it was on purpose and you were wrong xp scream BOOT TO THE HEAD! NA-NA! BOOT TO THE HEAD!! NA-NA!!! Hey look... he was still being an a**... and I should have treated him to the good old-fashioned baseball bat... see if he hears it smash his skull.... hahaha!
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