Note about Questions and ChatI just need to remind people of a few things, and a few tips.
First of all, here's a copy and paste from my recent chat screenshot thingy:
Also, I'd like to say this please stop fucking in the chat. I mean, Kage stripping and Smexy trying to rape things (that's his purpose in life, don't tell him not to follow his dreams) is one thing, but please STOP FUCKING. It pisses me off. If I find a way to ban people, then I will fucking ban you. Got that? Making out is one thing, making sexual comments is another, but NO FUCKING. For that matter, no describing when you start or if you came. Seriously people. THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU.
I swear that is the ONE thing I don't want you people to do. No undergoing coitus with one another. The fuck people. The fuck.
And stop saying the same thing over and over and over. I mean, once or twice is alright, because maybe your comment got driven away by the shitstorm, but seriously. If no one a
The Tape That Is Ours. “Kay, HB Kay! Thanks f**king God I found you... I've been lookin' for you through this stupid city the whole day, for f**k's sakes...” Jeff panted, running his way as he caught up to HB Kay, who was leaning arm-crossed against the wall that leaded into a dark alley, watching how her colleague scanned around the dull area with a flashlight to look for any evidence left from the murder that took place the previous day.The Tape That Is Ours. in Short Stories More Like This
He rested bending down with his hands on his knees, panting heavily from the way he had been running doing since he was let known the bad news. She glanced down at him over her shoulder, a somewhat careless expression on her dreadful face. He straightened himself with one last deep breath and fixed his hair slightly with his hand. She turned her body to face him, raising an eyebrow with a small bit of interest in the information he was about to offer, leaning her head forward very lightly.
“Jack told me today in the morning something bad