This is a conversation between myself and Doctor Bob, and yes, the SHEEP are you humans!




Me: I love Richard, thank Nekko for that

Him: Now I never really pictured him to be much for random violence...

Me: Nah, he isnt, neither am I, but our minds are twisted up in such away...
We went and saw Hellboy II and laughed, hysterically every time a human died. We laughed so loudly, other people actually joined in the laughing

Him: There's different kinds of violence, too, and some you can't help laughing at. That's excellent, I haven't seen that yet but my brother wanted to...oh yeah, laughter is totally conagious, and once the humans realize the laughter cue is death, they'll automatically go for it like the flock of sheep that they are. Too bad they're all headed for the slaughterhouse...

Me: That, is why we are laughing. We are just the wolves in black sheeps clothing, leading the others to their death for our own enjoyment.

Him: I like that the sheep are black. Damn straight, I've always been the black sheep of my clan, wouldn't have it any other way. Oh, and watching them succumb, unaware until the last minute, is one of the finest enjoyments...

ME: ah...goddess I could jerk off to that

Him: Ahahahaha, yes! That'd definitely drive the disturbing factor up quite a few notches for the poor, poor lambs. I love it

Me: on there way in to be slaughtered, past the point of no return they see the black sheep, the wolves, getting off on their plight. Hell yeah man, hell yeah

Him: They'll turn and look and chatter, confused, slightly panicked, searching for some sort of escape...only to become ever more panicked and frantic when they have to accept that they're trapped and gonna die horribly. Ooooh, they'll even try to bargain and whore for us.

Me: Begging, crying as they see the blades that will chop them into itty bitty bite sized chunks.

Him: ..Immediately picking up on the fact that we have such bright crimson red smiles because we're snacking on them as they get chopped, spitting bones and chunks of wool back at them

ME: We laugh, we jeer and mock them for the sheep they are, how good they taste, how tender the meat is...

Him: and how deliciously flavorful the fear and desperation is, especially to a background chorus of wailing and weeping and grinding crunching eviscerating machinery chugging along at full tilt.

Me: Blood and wool flying out of the machine, screeching and ripping away at a steady pace...ahh watching their friends and loved ones being ground up in front of their very eyes..

Him: with a special adapted-size intake opening on the side, for the little ones. Awwwwww.
You just know one of these sheep is gonna try to be the hero. We can't wait to make an example of him - he'll be begging for death.

ME: We will stop the grinder and bring their attention to him, then show them all why you will go in a neat single file line to die. Or, the alternative is to end up like him. We will make him suffer long enough to get the idea into their heads, then let him die somewhere where everyone can watch him die...slowly..

Him: Now that is exactly what I was picturing. And there'll be more than one, too, so we can hone our torture to death process into the most efficient killing process possible. Let's make them eat the examples once they're finally allowed to die.

Me: Oh my goddess yes.
Eventually we will have to hang a child by its entrails, still alive of course

Him: Oh, that is evil and wicked and most horrible....excellent. Hmmm, we'll need to apply tourniquets to prevent them from bleeding to death before they strangle.

ME: Of course, and keep them awake during the whole thing

Him:Conscious, awake, alert......afraid.

Me: Dont forget "in agony"
What are we going to do with all these ground up SHEEP?
Dogfood seems to good a fate for them...

"Ooohhh! Grandmother! look what biiig teeeth you have!.....No...no grandmother dont! OH GOD NOOOOoo!!!! AAHAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

These kinds of pictures turn me on more then anything else...its so romantic, and sexual, but without any nudity.

But I did, upon leaving my shift at wal-mart tonight, buy;
1. Mountain Dew Amp Overdrive
2. Zen relaxation CD
3. Trojan Condoms

Im actually not planning on doing anything all, night, long, but the cashier thought differently. When she told me to have a nice night, I winked and said; "Oh, I will..."

A true Dragon must follow all of these laws, and because of this, will have no problems following and enforcing them.

1. Uphold Draconic honor, no exceptions.

2. A Dragon will never intentionally harm another Dragon in any way, emotionally, physically, or spiritually, we have no need to. We are a united, euphoric society, and all of our arguments are always settled without violence or harsh words.

3. A Dragon will never unjustly kill another creature, with the exception of humans. Their betrayal of our trust and their own self-destructive ways have forever damned them. Justified reasons for killing include but are not limited to; Hunting, self-defense or defense of loved ones, revenge for an evil act of the past, for non-malicious sport, and for constant defilement of Draconic honor.


4. Dragons are to make sure that all interspecies mating does not result in half-breeds, though accidents do happen on very rare occasions.

Dear Master
I love you. You have a nice smile, stomach, chest, pride...(does everything count?). You make me aroused. You

should be cuddled more often. Someday I will sneak up behind you and put my hands over your eyes. You + me = something special.

If I saw you now I'd blush and pull you close to me. I want to be with you. I

would build a warm home just

for you. If I could sing you any song it would be random song from my head... or something from Sweeney Todd....

We could mate under the stars.

Love,
Your Rose

(P.S. Your paws hold my heart.)

Except when the bullets start flying and people start dying, then your just like the rest; a scared guy with a gun trying to survive...

VG cats ~179~ VIVA LA REVOLUTION
http://www.vgcats.com/comics/?strip_id=176

In the third panel, asking; "Daddy?"
what...is that creature?...that gives me such strong memories?...painful memories...

This is why I love Dragons...

Well it all started about 10 years ago. I was a total nerd, had very few friends and was bullied a lot. I was a wreck...eventually it built up to a critical level and I was beginning to think of suicide.

I was about to kill myself...as in the very day...by way of a knife in my throat...when I happened to see the movie Dragonheart. It changed me...the way Sean Connery played it...so honorable...so strong...Thats when I found the Draconic soul that has been living inside me...It brought me out...it changed me into who I am today.

Songs I need to remember to get:
In the arms of the angels
I need a Hero (shrek one, honestly its the best)

In the wake of announcing the existance of Grendel to all I will post up this fun little blurb, as proof that he changes my mood sometimes...

The context of this is:
In physics class, they had a tank of water and a tiny plastic submarine. They put a chemical in the sub and told us to document what happened, I got bored, and when I get bored, I get twisted. Here is what I wrote down:

5 min pass…
Sub sinks, screaming heard over radio…
10 min pass…
Sub still submerged, screaming has stopped…
15 min pass…
Sub emerges, rescue team dispatched…
20 min pass…
Sub sinks again, rescue team unable to escape…
25 min pass…
Sub rises to surface again, rescue team dead…
30 min pass…
Radiation leak discovered by second rescue team…
35 min pass…
Hazmat team dispatched, second rescue team dead from radiation overdose…
40 min pass…
Radiation levels rising, hazmat team reporting nausea…
45 min pass…
Radiation reaching critical levels, lost contact with hazmat team…
50 min pass…
Sub sinks again, many dead fish have floated to the surface…
55 min pass…
Sub assumed lost, rescue ship crew feeling sick…
60 min pass…
Rescue ship retreating, crew vomiting, some blood…
65 min pass…
Locked self in room, can hear lots of screaming…
70 min pass…
Screaming stopped, all others assumed dead…
75 min pass…
Feeling sick…miss family, hard to see
80 min pass…
Threw up, skin feels loose…lost a tooth…
85 min pass…
Bloody nose, skin hurts, hard to think…
90 min pass…
Skin falling off…tried to call family…tongue fell out…
95 min pass…
Teeth gone…lots of blood…painful…
100 min pass…
Why god? Why would you do this to me? Why would you let this happen?
105 min pass…
Cant stop crying, hurts so bad, fingers falling off…
110 min pass…
(pages are too smeared with blood to read)

"Mope"

This is the best song to play Half Life 2 too, dont believe me? try it...

Tried to O.D. on the Cold-Eeze
"Golden Girls" got me "Sweatin' To The Oldies"
Hangin' out like double Ds sip Long Island Iced Teas
Wrote to Mayor McCheese "Send a Shamrock Shake please?"
Three o' clock on the dot time to cruise for eighth graders
Rather tape the Weather Channel so that I can watch it later
Reruns of Rerun so "What's Happening?"
Dee's knocked up and Rog on crack again
Deep throat a whole Nutty Buddy
Make whoopie to a batch of Silly Putty
Make a Spam and Colgate sandwich and ate it
Go through "National Geographic" and draw panties on the natives
So I like to dance naked in front of my pets
But my cat was inattentive so I sent him U.P.S.
Play spin the bottle with my mom
I watch "Cops" with no pants on

Must've blown a fuse nothin's goin' on
Lamer than the Pope climb the walls like King Kong
Buggin' out like Tori Spelling's eyes
Deader than the parents on a "Party Of Five"
Luciano Pavoratti on a treadmill
Not goin' nowhere slim chance we will
Less hip than Bo Jackson bored like wood
Dick around like Frankie Goes To Hollywood

Relax don't do it when you wanna go to it
Relax don't do it when you wanna cum
Relax don't do it when you wanna go to it
Relax don't do it when you wanna cum

Nowhere to go I can't wake up late
Just sit around and wait for my Old Spice to activate
Stalemate jailbait in "My So-Called Life" imprisonment
Amazing what a good breakfast pickles make isn't it?
I like to pretend I'm speed reading
Never lose the sight of the thrill of sneezin'
Don't need a shower today just some Brut by Faberge
Smell the ass of my jeans clean they'll do another day
And I recycle I sniff my own farts
I dial the wrong number hope a conversation starts
I mean I might as well be listenin' to Journey
Givin' myself a mullet hook the Flowbee to the Kirby
Make a prank call pretendin' I'm a mime
Get stuck in traffic just to pass the time
Sent a letter in the mail in Braille to Johnny Quest
Send me back my Etch-A-Sketch

Must've blown a fuse nothin's goin' on
Lamer than the Pope climb the walls like King Kong
Buggin' out like Tori Spelling's eyes
Deader than the parents on a "Party Of Five"
Luciano Pavoratti on a treadmill
Not goin' nowhere slim chance we will
Less hip than Bo Jackson bored like wood
Dick around like Frankie Goes To Hollywood

       I hope you die

You must die I alone am best.

I hope ya flip some guy the bird
He cuts you off and you're forced to swerve
In front of the Beatles' tour bus
A Bookmobile and a Mack truck
Hauling hazardous biological waste
The light turns red you have no brakes
And "Hard Copy" gets it all on tape
So you can see the look on your face

Die die die die die die die
Die die die die die die die

I hope your Pinto begins to spin
Takes out a disabled Vietnam veteran
Mows down a Nobel Peace Prize winner
And maybe some orphans having Christmas dinner
Perhaps even the British Royal Family
And the Rabbi that's clutching the bottle-fed puppy
And we can't forget the newlyweds
And those Jerry's Kids are as good as dead

I hope this helps to emphasize
I hope this helps to clarify
I hope you die

I hope your cellmate thinks he's God
But C.N.N. refer to him as Bowling Ball Bag Bob
Serving time again for abuse of a corpse
Only this time the victim's a Clydesdale horse
While he masturbates to photos of livestock
He does the "Silence Of The Lambs" dance to Christian Rock
Eats feces and quotes from "Deliverance"
And fights with his imaginary playmate Vince

Die die die die die die die
Die die die die die die die

I hope he grins like Jack Nicholson
And forces you to play a game called Balls On Chin
And whatever happens next is all a blur
But you remember fist can be a verb
And when you finally regain consciousness
You're bound and gagged in a wedding dress
And the prison guard looks the other way
'Cause he's the guy ya flipped the bird the other day

I hope this helps to emphasize
I hope this helps to clarify
I hope you die

I hope you die

her: why dont you go talk to [black rose] since you're oh-so-much in love with her. *spits at him*

Me: I do love her, and you should be happy for me, but instead, you throw a hissy fit like a 3 year old. go rot with the rest of the scum. I dont have time to play with an immature girl who cant see the truth even when it breaks her fucking nose.


Her: there's no point in being fucking happy when i trusted you with my goddamn heart. BUT NO!!!!! YOu have to go and fucking break it! i thought you were different. But you're just like every fucking man out there. A GODDAMN USER!


Me: Go back through the logs, I made a specific point of never saying I loved you. I was nice, like I am to all girls, and you took that as love. You have nobody to blame but yourself. Your emotional, your unstable, I understand that. now leave me alone.


Her: just....again, thought i had a friend or at least someone i could turn to. but as everyone does with me, you left.


Me: You had a friend, you did the whole time, then when I found a girl I do say I love, you stopped being a friend. You turned all menstrual and exploded, carrying the friendship with you.

Her: Thanks a lot...

Me: No problem im glad I could make myself happier by feeding off your sorrow.
If you ever wise up, come back and apologize for making me be so cruel. I seriously doubt you ever will, but hell, who knows?


This is what happens when I get fed up with bullshit, I get mean.

Well, it's a roller coaster of a soap opera. When he hooked up with her, her story was that she was 19 years old, and that she lived in Limerick with her two sons, ages 4 and 1. She also claimed to have a deceased daughter who age changed from 4 to 8 back to 4 again.

That was all lies. It was very obvious that it was all lies, because she is a very poor liar. She's rather ignorant and naive, and doesn't seem to understand that proper lying requires knowing what you're talking about.

Dj claims to be raped repeatedly, and alarmingly often. She claims that she has been raped by both family members, friends, and strangers. She gets raped at home, she gets raped at work, she gets raped going to the store, she gets raped while out with friends, and even her kids get raped. She never actually displays the emotions that would a rape victim or mother mourning a murdered child would experience (fear, anxiety, rage, guilt, etc.) She has claimed that her children were fathered by her stepbrother, conceived during rape.

She had info about her children on her page here at Fake - their names and birthdays. I don't believe these kids existed, or if they did, they weren't hers. She showed a pic of the 4 yr old Dustin, and the kid in the pic is way older than 4. She has all these pics of the baby, but he never gets any older than one, and curiously, she isn't ever in any pics with him. Has no pics of any of the kids together, and in the one she says is both of them, you can't tell who they are. She used to tell Neil that Dustin was saying he loves Daddy Neil, and that he can't wait til they all live together. She eventually killed Dustin off. She claimed that he was at day care and ran out and was hit by a car, then died, after lingering in the hospital for several days - during which time, she was on Fake, and telling Neil's friend Berry that she had a crush on Berry, etc. I checked the Limerick Post and the Limerick Leader - no report of anything of the sort. No article of a child being hit by a car or of a day care with issues because they let a child get hit by a car, and no obituary for Dustin Maynard O'Connor, either. She claimed he was cremated on the side of a hill.

She also told Neil that she needed surgery to remove a piece of rib that had been lodged in her lung after she was beaten by an ex bad enough to be hospitalized, but she didn't tell him about it til weeks later, when she claimed that she's also been the victim of a 4 hour gang bang rape featuring 6 guys who all raped her, and filmed it, and then left the video with her. She claimed that she did not report the rape because no one could be seen above the waist, and then she claimed that a DNA test did not reveal who it was because the semen was all mixed up. She does not realize no one would be doing any testing if she hadn't reported it in some way, and that DNA testing is designed to isolate individual samples. She also tried to say that she'd been raped a bit later again, and contracted HIV, but it was okay, because she was "almost done with treatments." She does not realize that HIV is incurable, apparently. Then she tried to say it was just a scare, but they won't do any treatments for HIV unless it has been confirmed that you have it.

She constantly has all of these guys panting after her. She makes all of them think she's going to marry them, then when they find out about each other, she lies and says that someone else, like her sister, is accessing her account and pretending to be her because the sister is obsessed with her and in love with her and molesting her children. She also says her halfbrother is pretending to be her on her mobile and messes with her meds to make her pass out so he can rape her.

She claims to live with 20 other people, and is seemingly helpless at keeping anyone off her accounts. She tells these guys she's dating that she doesn't want them fighting over her, but she's set them up so all they can do is fight. She'll just pile more lies on top of lies to keep guys strung along. It worked with Neil for the longest time.

They finally stopped being together at all after the HIV thing. Neil got fed up with the crazy lies and yanking his emotions around with all of the other guys and how she was always going on off on him and blocking him to be spiteful and piss him off. One time she had some girl come on MSN with her and tell Neil that they were now an item and she'd been using him and never loved him - here: BLONDE BIMBO

She left cause he stopped believing the lies and defending her. She can't manipulate him anymore and he sees her for who she really is. She isn't even the girl she says is her in her pics. Certain things are off and let you know that she took them from someone else and is pretending it's her.

Take a look at this page of her old wiki. When I asked her how anyone is gonna believe that's her in every pic, she told me that someone else used her account to steal pics and then pretend to be her. Why would anyone else do that? They wouldn't, only her.

http://fake.swedma.com/wiki.html?version=38&name=*%7E*the+sexy+golden+dragon+princess*%7E*

“You do not understand maggot, we are the superior species. We were one of the first species to ever come into existence, here when it all began. We belittle your kind in everything; A nose more sensitive then a wolf, eyes keener then an eagles, speed like a jungle cat, armor harder then steel, bodies with more strength then a dire bear, flames hotter then a blast furnace we can call upon at will, teeth like stiletto’s, claws like scimitars, a tail like a battering ram, and wings that carry us far past the clouds. We can live for hundreds of your flicker lives, see in total darkness, and sense your presence by merely being within a couple hundred feet. We are smarter, much more verile, and our wisdom makes your best and brightest look even more like the bastard spawn they are.” –Dornhal; just before ending another paladins life.