First Hulk Hogan dies, and now today, Ace Frehley? 2025 sucks even worse than 2020, and that year had a pandemic that literally shut the whole fucking planet down...
Ian Watkins, the former lead singer of Lostprophets, who, let's just say, liked them young, was shanked in the neck in prison, and died when he bled out, and is now roasting in Hell. Don't you just love a story with a happy ending?
To dispel the notion that the only type of conjoinment that exists here on DeviantArt is two heads on a single body.
I've been thinking about doing a conjoinment roleplay, something I haven't done in a while. I kind of want to do something to get the old creative juices flowing once again. Anywho, I have a few guidelines:
1. I absolutely will NOT do a "2 heads on a single body" conjoinment. Believe it or not, there are other conjoinment types other than 2 heads on a single body.
2. I would like to keep any conjoinments to two people. Nothing more, nothing less.
3. Aside from being joined to one another, each person involved in the conjoinment will have a complete and separate body, preferably with 2 arms and 2 legs each.
4. I'd like there to be an age difference of at least 20-25 years between the two people involved.
5. I would prefer at least one or both people involved to be female, although I will do a male/female conjoinment. I'm male, IRL, but am willing to RP as a female. Going back to 4, if we do a male/female conjoinment, I would prefer the male to be the younger party.
6. I will NOT roleplay with anyone under the age of 18. This is for my protection, and also to insure I don't get tagged as a chomo.
If anyone's interested, shoot me a note.
A blonde walks into a bank in Midtown Manhattan. She asks to take out a loan for $500. Since she's not a regular client, the bank asks for collateral, and she puts up a brand new Bugatti Chrion. They approve the loan, and she turns over the keys, and they give her the money, and park the car in the bank's secure underground parking lot, which was known as the most secure parking lot in the entire state of New York. The blonde leaves, and comes back a month later, and pays off the loan, along with the interest accrued, which comes out to $5. After she pays, they give her the keys, and the bank manager escorts her to the underground garage to pick up her car. "One thing I don't understand," the bank manager says, as she unlocks the door. "I looked it up, and your car has a price tag of $3,500,000. If you can afford a car that expensive, why do you need a loan for only $500?"
"Because everyone thinks that just because I'm a blonde, I'm dumb," the blonde says. "But I had to go to Europe for a month, and I figured out how to park a $3,500,000 car in the most secure parking lot in all of New York for a month for only $5, and know I'll get it back in one piece."