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I'm too kinky for my body. - An autobiographical story from J. v. d. V.

2010-04-15T22:38:00.000+09:00

We all remember that song from Right said Fred I'm too sexy for my shirt. I took the freedom to use that title and change it to I'm too kinky for my body.

According to my psychologist I have an very high score for emotional stability, in other words I am very good in disguising how I really feel, I have a very low score on conflict management, I tend to go conflicts out of the way. Furthermore, due to experiences in my school time (bullying etc), it is very hard for me to show or talk about my feelings.
To him it was no wonder that I got depressed and, in combination with the very demanding project I was in, to end up in a burn-out.
Why do I tell you all this?
I am going to try to write down how I feel inside. To tell you about all the love and the kinkiness I have inside me. But which, unfortunatly, I can not bring into practice.

During primary school I played doctor with a girl of my class. We just explored each other genitals, but without any sexual intentions. What I remember is, that she had a quite massive clitoris. If we would play with each other again now, I think I could give her a lot of oral pleasure.
Later at the end of primary school and begin on secondary school I also had my first experience with sexual contact with a boy. But back than it never went further than touching each other penises and rubbing our glands against each other.
My first sexual and kinky experience dates back to about 14 years old. I posted it as a story on a Dutch erotic stories board, but here the English version...

Horny bus ride

This story is more than 25 years ago, when I was a boy of 14 years old.
I was in the midst of discovering my sexuality.

It was a hot summer afternoon, I just came back from the dentist and went home by bus. The bus was filled with commuters who came from their work, and I had to stand. I found a place near the large central doors and stood against a low separation wall. Because of the warmth I had my arms lightly spread and lay my hands against the bulkhead next to me.

After a few stops, a woman got on the bus. Then she was a lady, but now I estimate it her at about 25 years old.
She wore jeans and a thin sweater, and hold a plastic bag in her hand.
She came and stood besides me. I did not had the time to pull my hand away. Her buttocks came in to contact with the back of my hand. I expected an angry look in my direction, but that didn't happen.

At first I didn't dare to move my hand, but after a few minutes, and increasing penetration of her body heat in my hand, I got more courage. Slowly I moved my hand a bit. Still she did not respond, while it was really obvious she should feel it.

At that time the bus slowed down a bit, and she moved slightly forward. I used that moment to turn my hand around. When she moved back, her buttocks were lying in my open hand. Now I could fumble her buttocks a bit more, while keeping an eye without directly looking at her. I thought to see, that she glanced at me.
I felt her soft buttocks, and slowly moved my hand to her anal cleft, and even a little more down. Now I could place a finger under her buttocks, while the rest of my fingers still touched her buttocks.

She shifted her feet a bit so that her legs came slightly apart. I took this as a sign, and let my fingers slip between her legs. I could feel the seam where her jeans were sewn together. My hand was now almost completely under her bottom, between her legs. My middle finger sat in the vicinity of her vagina, and I moved it with gentle upward pressure in small circles.

Suddenly she walked forward toward the driver and I, quickly, put my hand flat against the bulkhead. I saw her talking to the driver, and I expected a really bad driver coming down to me, to kick me from the bus (or worse). But this did not happen, and after a few moments she came back, throwing a glance at me, and took her place again. She lifted the plastic bag so that what was hanging before her crotch.

I let my hand slide between her legs again, just what they allowed. My hand slid between her legs a little farther, so that my fingers reached the front of her crotch and with the heel of my hand I turned small circles, so I massaged her pubic lips. I had my thumb slightly inwards, so that I could move back and forth to the place where according to my estimation her clitoris should be.

I heard her moan softly, and breathing increased. To mask it, she occasionally faked a cough, her mouth turning to her shoulder, so she did not have to move the plastic bag.

After about 10 minutes the driver gave her a call, she squeezed her legs slightly as a sign that I should withdraw my hand, she moved the plastic bag, and she pressed the stop button. I patted her on her buttocks.

The bus slowed and stopped at a bus stop. She walked to the door and got of the bus, turned around and stood at the bus stand, as she looked at me. The moment the doors were closed, and the bus made preparations to move, she gave me a nod and blew me a kiss.

Later that day, I imagined what could have happened if I had the guts to get of the bus too together with her.

In the years since. I've often thought about this incident and the fact that I've actually been quite lucky, because she could have easily accused me of a sexual assault. But I think she also found a horny experience ... And maybe a reader will recognize herself in it ...

Yes, that was quite a horny experience.
The first time I really had sex with a girl, was with my girlfriend at that time, Delilah.
She was a very beautiful, half-Jewish girl, long black hair, dark eyes...
It happened in the summer of 1986, in her bedroom, and the musical background was Equinox of Jean-Michel Jarre (still one of my favourites). And although we both knew, theoretically everything about the birds and the bees, we didn't use a condom. Luckely she did not became pregnant...
She was very sweet and tender...
But alas about 1 month later she broke up for another boy, a classmate of my. She later, on a reunion of School, confessed to me, that I was a better lover and that she regret breaking up with me.
After that first time, it took a few years and a lot of masturbation sessions later, before I had my second real sex experience. It was with the same boy (or man than) I fumbled around earlier on. We kept contact all these years. He called himself gay and had a boyfriend. One evening while I was visiting them, and after we had some beers and a joint, the conversation switched to talk about our previous sexual experiences. He suggested to do it again. Since I was quite horny, I agreed with it. Before I noticed it, he was sucking my dick and I was masturbating his boyfriend. He also teached me how to give a blow job, which was not unpleasant to do. The only thing that I appreciated a bit less, was that he ejaculated in my mouth, without giving me a notice. After giving a demonstration of anal sex, by him getting fucked in the ass by his boyfriend, he asked me if he may fuck me too. He first lubricated my ass and put a finger in it, than he placed his dick against my anus, and slowly let it glide in. His boyfriend sucked my dick, and let me come in his mouth. It was a nice evening. I enjoyed it and sometimes in my fantasies while masturbating, also sex with a man pops up. But the majority of my fantasies are about woman and kinky sex. I don't think that I can fall in love with a man like I, (too?) often do with woman. I therefor do not call myself bisexual, but bi-curious.
The next time with a woman, was again a lot of years, porn-movies and magazines, later. It was in 1997 while I was in my last year of my study. It was a one-night stand with a girl I met. It was great, but there was no real love.

About a year later, I met my wife. We met via the internet, she mailed me with a question about my website. We first mailed a bit back-and-forth, and after a few weeks she asked me if I would like to come over to her. We did not live close to each other, so it was for a weekend. The first night of our first date we already had sex. Just like the next few dates.
But after some time, it started to decrease in frequency. She told me that it was not my problem but that of her, in her previous relation she was forced to have sex. She told me that her ex-boyfriend called he frigid. She disliked sex, but had sex with me for me.
After a few months she moved in with me. Since I cared for her, and still do, we contacted a sexologist to help her. We have seen that guy for almost two years, in which we got some guidance and exercises to do, but he was more a psychologist for her. In 1999 we married, and in 2000 we started to try to get a child. She didn't get pregnant. Some investigation of us both, which brought back traumatic experiences for her at the time she was for a long time in the hospital as a child, it turned out that the problem was located with me. I did not make enough prostatic fluid, due to which my sperms were exhausted by the time they reached the uturus. I was given the advise to masturbate, cum in a petri-dish add synthetic prostatic fluid, and inseminate my wife with that. That helped and in january 2002 our son was born. However this did not make me feel more man...
After our son was born, the frequency of intimacy had dropped to about once every half year. And currently it is over 4 or 5 years ago we had sex.

Even while writing this down, I have to cry big tears inside... It hurts me so, that I am full of love for her, but that I cannot give it to her, and that I also miss the warmth and the intimacy of her.
We talked about this more than once, or rather more and more quarreled about it. I don't want to force her to have sex while she does not want to, but I also reminded her to her marital vows. I asked her if she would find it a good deal that I would go to a prostitute now and then, but she was against that. About me having sex with another woman, with her knowing, she changes her mind every time. Sometimes she says that she would understand it, and on another moment she is against it.
In the meantime my frustration and horniness does increase and increase.
My wife says she does not like sex, she has no need for sex, she has no sexual fantasies and due to my growing frustration, due to which I sometimes, unwillingly, react a bit bitchy to her, she does not feel for it to just lay on her back and letting me fuck her. To be short, it is a vicious circle, and I would love to break out of it.
But that is enough of that for now. It may be clear that my current, actual, physical sex life is not as it should be, or at least how I want it to be. The rest of our relationship is more or less ok. We form a good team, we do the household together.
My psychologist, and also others who I trust and who I told a bit of this all, say that I just should find a nice girl or woman with who I can have sex now and than, just for the sex, so that my frustration and stress levels drop, which also improves the relationship with my wife.
Up to now, I did not want to commit adultery, because on one hand I want to stay loyal to my wife and on the other hand I am afraid for a confrontation with her when she finds out or when I tell her about it.
I have had the change, more than once, to have sex with a girl, but conscience is too strong and withhold me from it.
One time was in the sauna. Based on that occasion I wrote an erotic story. Part of it really happened, that is up to the fact that I fingered her, but the rest only happened in my fantasy. I originally wrote it in Dutch.

Adventure in the sauna

It had been a busy day at work and at home. But tomorrow and the day after I was free, and after that it was weekend. To start these four days relaxed, I went to the sauna. Fortunately, the sauna is located at the end of my street, so the threshold to go is low. With a good mood, I pulled the door shut behind me. On this October day was dark early. The sky was partly cloudy and a nearly full moon shone through them.

Arrived in the sauna I undressed me, put my clothes in a locker and hit my towel around my waist. Moments later I sat in the sauna, it was a quiet evening. I saw three people in the pool, there were some people sitting at the foot bath and in the sauna only four other people, five including myself. But it was half past eight and the sauna is open until midnight.

After a few minutes and a good sweat, I stepped out of the sauna, hung my towel on a hook, and walked into the pool and swam from the inside out.

At nine o'clock I saw two women arrive, giggling.
I spent no further attention to them. After about half hour hanging around in the pool and the outdoor hot tub I lay relaxed in a hammock chair, when I heard the two woman roar with laughter in the indoor hot tub, just out of my sight.

Since I could use some laughing, I walked to the hot tub and joined them. They sat there with two other men. The youngest of the women soon began making sexually explicit jokes. She hung on her back, her buttocks at the edge of the Jacuzzi, and she said that she like the water jet to massage her hole on the front, but also her behind, and that she was sorry that it could not massage both simultaneously. While she said this, she looked at us, the three men, with eyes asking for seed. The other woman, who was older, soon proved the be her second mother. She let her daughter be as horny as she was, but according to me, she also was in the mood for some hot stuff.
When the bubbling stopped, the youngest went to the showers. She took scrub salt and began to scrub her self. I followed her. Given her earlier comments in the hot tub, I made the comment that scrubbing yourself is fine, but it's always a pity that you can not do your own back, and I offered to scrub her back. She agreed to that. I took a big hand of scrub salt and began scrubbing her back, from her shoulders down. Her creamy white skin felt nice and soft. She was a little put, but she still had a great figure. My cock was quite stiff, something that I do not tend to have in the sauna. In the meantime I arrived at her lower back, I doubted a little, but gave my horniness priority. With both hands I scrubbed and massaged her pale and lovely round buttocks. She did not protest, she even leaned slightly forward, so that I could get easier in all folds. I had no scrub salt left in my hand, but a good massage could not hurt. After her buttocks, I started to do her legs, for which I sat down on one knee. She spread her legs a little, so I got a look at her pussy. I saw her labia were a bit open, and her labia minora , which protruded a bit, were pretty red.
After the scrubbing and massage, she turned around and grabbed a handful of scrub salt. She now began to scrub my back. Quickly she dropped down to my buttocks. Almost automatically I put my feet a little apart. I felt her hand between my anal cleft, and felt her fingers touch my scrotum. Suddenly her hand slipped around my waist and grabbed my cock. She made gave me a quick pull, and then let go of it again.
She grabbed my hand and pulled me along. We joined her mother in the outdoor jacuzzi. From the look in her eyes I could understand that she knew about what had happened and what was coming.
The first few minutes in the hot tub nothing out of the ordinary happened, we just chit chatted a bit. I asked their names. The youngest woman was called Bianca, a good name for a pale, Dutch, little bit put young woman. Her mother was called Ingrid. Bianca her full breast danced a bit up and down moved by the bubbles. I noticed she had a tongue piercing. I asked her whether the rumors about tongue piercings were real. She smiled and asked which rumors I meant. The one that a tongue piercing made certain acts even more delightful, I replied. A quick twinkle, as far as I could see in the sparse moonlight, went through her eyes. She said that she her self never had the pleasure to feel it for herself. With that reply , she switched from subject and asked whether I would like to massage her shoulders and back a bit more. In order to do this, I squized myself behind her, and put my legs around her. She moved a bit to gave me some space to fit behind her. My, again , erected cock touched her back, but stayed covered below the bubbles. I started to massage her neck, shoulders and back. I smelled her scent. I suddenly felt she moved her arm. A second later I felt her hand, behind her back, grab my dick. She moved her hand up and down, it felt very good. With my left hand, I kept on massaging her neck, while I moved my right hand down along her arm. I stroked the side of her breast, and moved further down. Het soft and bit chubby belly moved slowly due to the bubbling water. From her belly, my hand moved lower still, down to her pussy. I saw in the shower, that she was nicely shaven. Her mons pubis was nice and smooth. With my fingers I fumbled her labia. She reacted with a soft moan. My arm was just not long enough to reach her vagina, so I only could stroke her labia and play with her clitoris.

After a few minutes she turned her head around and whispered in my ear Sex, No Love, and then asked whether I would like to join her to the darkroom. She pointed to the back part of the garden, out of sight of the sauna staff. This was a real decent sauna, where officially no sex was allowed, I didn't know what penalty there would be if they would catch us. But my horniness won of my fear and I agreed. I answered her question with a nod. Again that horny twinkle reappeared in her eyes.

Together we got out of the hot tub, she smiled at her mother, as if she hooked up a trophy. Ingrid, her mother, winked at me with a look of pleasure. Bianca quickly grabbed her towel from a chair, and together we walked to the darkroom. This piece of garden lay behind a hedge, to get there we passed through a small gate. There were some chairs set up, for sunbathers, but they all where gone now. On this October evening we were all alone there, and there was only a faint glow of a streetlight over the fence that separated the garden from the street.
Bianca led me to a chair in the darkest corner of the garden. I saw only a shadow of her body. She laid her towel on the chair and sat down on the side. I sat down beside her and I slipped my hands on her back and her breasts. She stretched her neck so I could reach everywhere. I bowed my head down and took one of her nipples into my mouth. Her nipples were warm and stood stiffly forward. With my tongue I could feel the grooves of her nipple.

Meanwhile, my hand moved from her breasts and down over her nice soft belly. She spread her legs wide even before I had passed her navel. My hand slipped between her legs and started massaging her pussy with my fingers, I pushed her lips apart and felt her very wet vagina. Without any effort I pushed two fingers into her. I heard her moan slightly. With a good rhythm I moved my fingers in and out of her. I pulled my mouth from her nipple, and bowed deeply until my hair touched her thigh. I smelled her perfume. I pulled my finger from her slit, and put them in my mouth. Her pussy juice tasted delicious salty. I could no longer stop it. I stepped off the chair, went on my knees, pushed her legs further apart, and buried my face in her crotch. My tongue went back and forth between her lips, and touched her clitoris. Occasionally, I stuck my tongue deep I her vagina. I could feel she stretched her back, and she moaned growled softly. My dick almost bursted from horniness.
With a gentle push I let her know that she had to lie back, now I could put my hand into her anal cleft, while I still licked her. I let my fingers slide between her anal cleft and with my thumb I made small circular motions around her star. Then I brought my hands under her buttocks and lifted her a little bit. I moved my tongue in her vagina to her ass. I hoped I could stick my cock in there as well. After a couple of circles with my tongue around and on her little brown star, I moved my tongue back into her vagina. I now put my finger on my right hand against her ass, and pushed gently. I could feel her ass open a bit and with a little bit of opposition, half my finger disappeared in her ass. I felt she twisted her hips of pure fun, and I heard little growls from her mouth.

I stood abruptly, and took her hands, I pulled her up. She looked at me and said that I was going to find out whether the rumors were true. She grabbed my cock and pulled it closer to her face. I felt her tongue on my gland. She moved her tongue in circles over my dick, which growed even bigger, until she took it in her mouth. I felt her tongue piercing on my cock, she stirred it around the edge of my gland. I'm circumcised, so it felt extra good. I could not help moan softly, and I put my hands on her head. Gently I pushed her head to my hips, she did not protest, and took my cock almost entirely in her mouth. Her tongue moved in half-circles on the underside of my cock back and forth. Her piercing felt wonderful. Now she moved her head back and forward. In her hand she held the base of my cock, she sucked great. I felt that this was not the first time she gave a man a blow-job.
Suddenly she decided it was time for action. She let my cock slip from her mouth, Turned a quarter, and was lying flat on the chair. She pulled her legs a little, and put feet on the side of the chair, with her hand, she grabbed my cock and pulled me to the chair. For the second time I forced myself not to say no, kneeled on the seat, and positioned my cock towards her pussy. Again she whispered softly Sex, no love. I slid my cock easily in her, I put my hands between her arms and breasts, and began to fuck her. I looked at her, in as much as the darkness allowed, and I smiled at her. She smiled back. I pushed hard again, and felt my gland touch her cervix. Suddenly I stopped, because I felt I was going to come. She also noticed it too. She whispered that it was oke, and that I may come in her. I resumed my pace, put it on, and stretched my muscles when I came. I deposited my cum inside her belly. I felt euphoric after my orgasm. I brought my head towards hers, and planted my lips on hers, and pressed my tongue against her lips. She apparently didn't mind, because she opened her lips, I tongue touched hers, I felt her tongue piercing. Occasionally, I moved my tongue over the sharp edges or her teeth. I had no french kissing since high school, and that was far behind me. All the girlfriends I'd had since, including my wife, did not like it. But this lady liked it very much.
Slowly I let my cock move in her pussy back and forth. After my orgasm it got slightly soft, but that could not spoil the fun. I felt her hands on my hips, and she pushed me gently out of her pussy. She turned and went on her knees in front of me, and laid her head on her arms on the chair. I sat a bit upright, took my dick in my hands and masturbated it bit stiffer, with my other hand I stroked her pussy and ran my thumb over her little brown star. After a few seconds my cock was standing proudly upright again, and I pushed him back deep in her pussy, so it got nicely lubricated nice juices. I felt she removed her hand from under her head, and that she was fingering her. My cock felt nice and smooth now, I took it out of her pussy, and brought it to her ass. With my cock I pushed gently against her anus. It slowly opened and my cock slid in until it was almost completely burried in her ass. I fantasized many times of this, but never done it. And now, here, I was fucking this horny chick in her ass. I picked her up in her side and fucked in her ass as if my life depended on it. I saw in the dim light that she had turned her head sideways, and she was enjoying this delicious, anal fuck.
Suddenly she gave me a tap on my leg and pointed to the rear. I saw that another guest of the sauna entering this part of the garden to cool down. I could not tell if he saw us. I guessed he did. The man paused, then turned again and walked past the hedge back to the sauna. Bianca whispered that she found it exciting, and I actually did too.
Slowly I picked up the rhythm again and thrust my dick in her asshole. It felt so nice. Bianca whispered that she wanted to sit on top of me and pushed me gently backwards. She stepped off the chair, and I went on my back lying on the chair. She knelt beside me and grabbed my cock, bowed her head and let it slip into her mouth. Again I felt blessed enjoyment of the piercing. I was now certain that the rumor was true. My cock was now stiffer than ever before. As she moved her lips along the shaft of my cock, now and then I felt her teeth gently across my skin.
When she found it stiff enough, she stepped backwards over me. With her hand she brought my cock to her ass, and let it slip back inside. Her ass was still a bit open, so it was now easy. She put her hands next to my side and let my dick upto my scrotum inside her. Now she dictated the rhythm and it went pretty fast and deep. With my hands I kneaded her breasts and I fingered her pussy, which now also stood wide open and was super wet. I moved my ring and middle fingers in and out of her vagina, and my thumb gave joy to her clit. I soon heard her sigh. I felt my balls began to contract and getting ready for spraying their contents deep into her bowels. I started fingering her even harder, I stuffed my little finger and index finger in her pussy too. After a few moments she arched her back and felt her vaginal muscles straining around my fingers, and she came with a muffled cry. I felt her holy juices spat against my hand. It made me so horny that I could not resist my own orgasm any longer. Every muscle in my body strained again and I squirted my seed in to her intestines.

After a few moments of recuperation, she let my cock pop out of her ass. I grabbed her hips and pulled her back so her pussy was over my face. I started licking her like crazy. I gave gentle pets on her buttocks. Her pussy was so wet that my whole face was covered in a mix of her juices and my semen.

Suddenly Bianca asked if I would like a shower. I replied that I did it as long as it was a golden. She smiled and stepped away from me and the chair, and sat on her knees in the grass. I stood up and layed down, making sure my face was positioned under her pussy. I felt her legs softly pressing against my head. A warm golden jet of pee pelted my face, hair and upper body. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth. I let her salty piss in my mouth and swallowed it. Another dream had come true. So many times I had dreamed of doing this, and now I did it. Her pee tasted delicious. After about half a minute she was empty, and only a few drops fell on my face. I pressed my face up, and licked her pussy lips and pubic area clean.
Now it was my turn. She remained seated on her knees. I felt I had urine in my bladder, but I could not pee immediately. I pressed and suddenly succeeded. With a pretty bow I let my piss hit her face. Bianca opened her mouth, and I focused my beam on her mouth. Her tongue piercing, glinted in the darkness, so that was a good target. She also occasionally swallowed my pee. I felt my bladder emptied and my jet was weaker. I took a step forward so I still could piss on her face. She wiped her mouth with her hand, like she just a nice glass of beer. Then she stood up gave me a kiss. She thanked me for this horny evening, and said she would be back next week, and that she wanted to be sandwiched. I whispered in her ear that I liked a foursome with her mother too. She smiled, picked up her towel, and together we walked back to the sauna. It had now become really quiet. Her mother was still in the hot tub alone. We plunged into her, she asked how it was, I told her she had a great horny daughter. And I would be back again for sure next week. I slid my hand on her thigh and Ingrid let him slide between her legs, towards her crotch. She did not stop me, and spread her legs. I could easily her fingers a bit. I asked if I could fuck her next week. She turned her head, smiled and said you do think she got her horniness from a stranger...

And now I count down the days until it is wednesday again. I hope that it will be another horny adventure as this beautiful October evening.
As you can read my fantasy is full of kinkiness. Other fantasies I have are about bondage, soft BDSM, gang bangs and fucking in public places. Also having sex with a couple bubbles up in my mind now and then. I fantasize than that first we sandwich her, after which, while I fuck her, the man of the couples sneaks behind me, and starts fucking me in the ass, and thus that the couple sandwiches me...
I hope, some way or the other, my sex life improves and I can bring some (or all) of my kinky fantasies into practice. In the mean time, I masturbate while exploring my fantasy, or while watching a nice porn movie or chatting with woman and couples on internet sites. I also posted some photos and videos of myself. I enjoy the idea that others are watching me, and maybe masturbate on it...
For now... big kiss and good licks...
J. v. d. V.

Best Fantasy? An erotic story by Cain.

2010-04-13T00:12:00.000+09:00

Cain MacWitish You are indeed a pleasure to behold. Legs firm and long-a deer's grace now tucked beneath you. The sheer blackness of nylon ending mid-thigh. I smile at the swell of your hips. Stomach-once crunched and stretched and pushed and pulled to its now sheen plane. Lower, you are smooth and shaved, though your treasures remain tucked from view.

A quick glance at your face, which has not looked up. A slight tremble. I surmise you are wondering how long until my first command. I will let you wait. You will savor the sweetness of it more after heady anticipation. As I let my eyes continue their caress.

Your breasts, are succulent and inviting, round and firm, two globes waiting to be squeezed and suckled. The nipples-taut, solid, and bouncing erratic, as your breath shudders in and out. Strands tumble around your face, cascade around your shoulders. Hair so fine yet so full in glory. A perfect frame for those features, now turned, facing the floor.

Finally, while averted, I can see your eyes darting to and fro-afraid to countermand my direction and gaze directly at me, too unsure to stare directly ahead. I remember those eyes, they mirror my own. What a twist of fate has placed her here instead of sitting above, looking down on me.

Perhaps I shall have you pleasure me, kneeling before me, taking my cock in her mouth. Your ministrations are so tender then-light caresses and kisses. Loving licks and slow strokes, apparently savoring every taste and touch.

Or perhaps something harder and nastier. I could have you bury your face in the stuffed chair, resting her chest and shoulders upon it, while I whip her ass a fine shade of crimson. I could force you to keep your legs spread as I alternate cheeks, even place a vibrator or my fingers inside you. Maybe even fuck you hard and furious, lashing your ass in time with every plunging thrust of my cock.

No, Too harsh.

Perhaps instead I should pleasure you. Something smooth and sensual. I could start by blindfolding you, then gently removing the hose and vest. Lead you upstairs to a bath-too cool for my own tastes but just right for yours. As I ease you into the tub, cover her neck and face with kisses. Then gently, slowly, dip the sponge into the water, then raise it up to caress your skin. Carefully wash each part of you, behind your ears and over the nape of your neck. Scrub your shoulders lightly before brushing across your collar bone. Slowly raise each arm and slide the sponge up from your wrist to your shoulder, then underneath and back down. Drip water onto your breasts as I cup them lightly, hefting them and relishing their fullness. Extend each leg, repeating the treatment. Upon finishing, raise you to your feet, then grab the big fluffy towel and dry you off. Finally, lead you to the bed, lie you down, remove the blindfold, and let you watch as my own tongue dances to your delight.

A wonderful thought. Yet unearned. Something else must come first.

Have you dance for me? A wild gyration, perhaps combined with a strip tease? Finished with a lapdance, skin to skin, finally skin within skin? An over-the-knee spanking? Have you lay yourself across my lap, use my left hand to blister your behind while my right probes and stretches your lower lips open? Or slides a dildo in and out? Make you suffer through three or four orgasms, me watching and smiling throughout?

Yes, let's begin...

Posted on March 31 at 7:26pm by Cain MacWitish

Cherry Goodhead Wherever have you, disappeared to Master Cain MacWitish? I long to prostrate myself at your feet in utter surrender of my heart, soul, and body to you, but you've vanished from my world as suddenly and mysteriously as you entered it in the first place. I've read your wonderful wet-dream, "Best Fantasy" which awoke in me dark longings and made me realize that I need a True Master like you to subjugate me romantically.

"Yes, let's begin..." You ended, having begun with indulging yourself
in visual pleasure feasting your eyes on my nubile body that you'd
commanded to kneel before you while you detailed in your best fantasy
of all the ways you might use your sex slave, either spanking and
degrading her or bathing her tenderly and then lovingly licking her
until she was wet enough for you to finally plunge your stiff cock deep
into and pump load after load of your potent baby seeds into her womb
seemingly uncaring as to whether you'd impregnate her with the next
generation of your and her progeny to begin another chapter of
humankind's endless follies. All this would be true had your best
fantasy been but yet another wet dream discharging excess psychic
energy into the void of the internet rather than having actually
entered deep into my mental cunt giving birth to this posting.

Herein as enacted the voluntary surrender of one lower being to another
recognized higher being. Now I'm your responsibility. What's your
pleasure, Master Cain MacWitish? How will you use me?

Are you really going to spank me like this and then kiss and lick away the pain?

See here [ http://www.facebook.com/cain.macwitish#!/photo.php?pid=44524&id=100000896980877 ] -- Copy this link and paste to your browser to see my spanking. Will you KISS the RED MARK?

The link has expired, but here is how Cherry GoodHead's butt looked after being SPANKED by Cain:

Kinky_LOVE fans on Face-Book

2010-04-08T04:06:00.002+09:00

Kinky_LOVE on Facebook

http://www.facebook.com/apps/application.php?id=111113248917148

2010-04-08T03:56:00.000+09:00

Kinky_LOVE on Facebook

Time to find a useful purpose for this blog.

2010-01-12T02:06:00.001+09:00

Fun & Games - Saemonnojo's diary <--- Click here to start with Pearl Dragon.

I want to suggest to others at MDJunction that RPG, as I'm illustrating by some examples of my own characters, can be great therapy. This is not only my opinion but as the following shows, some professional counselors agree, too.
(Quote)Dear Doctor, I believe that sublimation of my Bisexual drive
into RPG both PG (on family oriented servers) for romance and adult for erotic RPG (on Social, e.g., adults only servers) is a creative and healthy solution as opposed to any other I've personally encountered. What's your take on this?
Hi, Hypatia Theon. Thanks for your question. If you believe this
has been a satisfactory solution to your bisexual drives, then
that is what counts. People sublimate drives through a variety
of mechanisms - some healthy and some not. I don't see anything wrong with RPG, as long as they aren't interfering with the rest of your life. As you know, it is very easy for people to get addicted to these games, often times to the point where they choose RPG over everything else. As long as the rest of your life is working, I think it's fine.
Best wishes, and please let me know if you have any further
questions. Tamara(/Quote)
***Tamara Auger, MA, LPCC, CMT, NCC Mental Health Expert's CLINICAL MENTAL HEALTH COUNSELOR License with The NEW MEXICO REGULATIONS & LICENSING board was verified on or about 11/4/2009 by a leading third-party verification service. As of the verification date, the expiration date on file with the licensing authority was 9/30/2010. 100% Positive Feedback 194 Mental Health Accepts Counselor & Psychotherapist 20+ yrs Private Practice; Cert. Master Therapist; National Board Certified; APA Board Certified ***
I'd like to save a few romantic stories from my days (and nights) as... well, we'll see what....
First is Pearl Dragon, whose blog at (http://pearllong.blogspot.com/) explains her "secret" mission to demonstrate PG romantic RPG by doing it, copying the chat log, and posting it on the game forum. Can she succeed and with what result? Hm... Let's see.

My dear sister, Pearl Dragon

2010-01-01T07:08:00.000+09:00

Name: Pearl Dragon

View my complete profile

Free ColorQuiz.com personality test!

2009-12-31T11:34:00.003+09:00

I took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test!

""Is very intense person who seeks excitement and s..."

Click here to read the rest of the results.

Perhaps it's better simply to drop the whole thing?

2005-07-03T04:03:00.000+09:00

Does anyone think it might be better just to walk away?

Honey Brewer's Romantic Adventures...

2005-06-29T06:22:00.000+09:00

Honey Brewer got lucky as you might have expected; however, in keeping with our self-imposed PG rating, it will no longer be possible to post a link to the unedited chat log, which contain some very personal, private parts. Here's a couple of short excerpts showing where we're headed:

(Honey meets Susius, a handsome hero, who helps her in the forest, then later in town invites her for drinks, a bath and bed together.)

Honey Brewer: What do you suggest, Susius? *Looks at him expectantly* You seem familiar with the local customs more than I am...
Susius Fireshell: Well, i suggest you take a shower, and buy some new cloth by the local customs like i did. Follow me.
Honey Brewer: O.k. Lead on then...
Susius Fireshell: The baths are here. Hope you have a swim suit...?
Honey Brewer: Yes. These are baths... Hmm... No. Have you?
Susius Fireshell: No....
Honey Brewer: Well, we do have our birthday suits, ne?
Susius Fireshell: *grins* We always do.
Honey Brewer: Those usually work. *Smiles, Disrobes, and Sits in the water*
Susius Fireshell: *He takes off his cloth*
Honey Brewer: Ah. This feels nice! Well, Susius. *Grins* You look cute in your birthday suit.
Susius Fireshell: I could say the same about you *winks*.

(Later...)

Honey Brewer: Somehow, though, I could feel that your heart holds no harm for me in it... *Smiles trustfully at him*
Susius Fireshell: *He smiles back*
Honey Brewer: Let's go then?
Susius Fireshell: Let us check for rooms. Upstairs.
Honey Brewer: ok
Susius Fireshell: Locked.
Honey Brewer: It needs a key.
Susius Fireshell: *Sigh* It needs a key.
Honey Brewer: I can open some locks, but not that one.
Susius Fireshell: Skillful, are you? *he grins*.
Honey Brewer: Well, I'm a roguette. Who has the key?
Susius Fireshell: Well, let's check. Hmm... what is this? Let see, which one is mine.. Oh, here we go. *mutters* And i paid some real money to afford it...
Honey Brewer: *Locks door from inside with lever* No skill needed here. *Smiles* Oh? You paid for this room?
Susius Fireshell: Of course, they don't give anything for free!
Honey Brewer: Hmm...? Torture equipment?
Susius Fireshell: Well, this is the bath *he points* And that's some... yes... Torture equipment. I guess it's for the more creative guests.
Honey Brewer: Bath sounds nicer..
Susius Fireshell: And that's the bed.
Honey Brewer: *Disrobes, and Sits in the bath*
Susius Fireshell: *He takes his cloth off*
Honey Brewer: This water is a bit cooler... *Shivers* Warm me up?
Susius Fireshell: *he smiles* There you go, sit in here.
Honey Brewer: *Tries to Sit in his lap facing him, but finds: "This function only works for lap-enabled seats," so Sits in the water beside him*
Susius Fireshell: *he gets closer to her and puts his arm around here*
Honey Brewer: Susius? *Hugs him*
Susius Fireshell: Feeling warmer? *smiles*
Honey Brewer: *Happy smile* Yes. That's nice, Susius. I like this much better than torture...

(Then they move to the bed for off-camera, adult activities. - The kind where she says, "I want to have your baby," and tries to get impregnated by Susius.)

Flirting on social servers: Roim is not a willing slave.

2005-06-28T11:55:00.000+09:00

The following is a short proofread excerpt from this unedited chat log:

Roim Llefire: Which town do you prefer?
Asha.: Your hair fits you well, but maybe a new dress is in order.... I mostly go to Almariah, but Eland is nice, too.
Roim Llefire: Well, I haven't really tried Almariah yet. Yes. I thought I should buy a more suitable robe for fighting and nice dress for around town, too.
Asha.: Salacious is nice to, but a bit deserted mostly.
Roim Llefire: Really, I haven't been many places.. or had the funds for much shopping. Salacious? What's there? The name sounds, well, salacious. *Laughs*
Asha.: *Chuckles softly* Well, it's an independent island that holds slaves and stuff... basically you're free to do whatever you wish there as long as you give no one else troubles. Nice place to bring a boyfriend, or girlfriend, of course, if you're into that.
Roim Llefire: *Nods* Yes. I remember a shady character in the doorway, perhaps his name was "Tattoo"? Gave me some advice, for a small price, about not getting "locked up" there.
Asha.: *Nods* But you got nothing to worry about if you're on the island. It's forbidden to take slaves by force there.
Roim Llefire: Ah, if you take them by force, they're not "slaves" but captives?
Asha.: Hmm... you can have slaves by force too, but for some reason a lot of people, mostly girls, want to be a slave themselves, so no reason to take them by force.
Roim Llefire: Hmm... I saw a very strange sight in the courtyard of a temple. There was a collection of handcuffs for being locked up ... Then only freed by another... Well, to me freedom is a precious value, Asha. Not something to throw away by choice. *Nods* Don't you think so?
Asha.: *Nods* Those are for the slaves, although they aren't much in use. Getting locked up can be exiting, you know, but I never feel the need of doing that in public, rather with someone i like to be with, and then only for a little while... Nobody is going to enslave me, nu-uh.
Roim Llefire: Well, in my own family I had an aunt who was often chained up and beaten by her husband, so I hate that behavior. Funny thing is both were doctors! *Shakes head*
Asha.: *Smiles* It should be on your own choice, of course, but maybe if you try it someday, you will like it as well... Can't tell for sure until you try, no?
Roim Llefire: *Smiles* Some feelings we have from our early childhood, isn't it? My father used to tie me up sometimes as a punishment, so that left a mark on me, too.
Asha.: And well, I, too, don't like being beaten up. I'm more of the tickling type. *laughs*
Roim Llefire: I'll tell you another strange story, too, Asha, if you have a moment...
Asha.: Sure.
Roim Llefire: *Laughs with Asha.*
Asha.: *Looks around* Or we could sit a bit more comfortable in town.
Roim Llefire: My own lover sometimes asks me to tie him up, but I always refuse because of the personal history I just told you about. *Grins* Sorry, for him, but some things I just won't do even to please my lover.
Asha.: Well, you don't know what you're missing, but it's your own decision on how far you want to go, I'd say.

Perhaps next time Roim will return as more docile girl, "Honey Brewer," or a dominant guy, "Randy Tailor" and play those roles... Whatever do you think might happen then, dear readers?

Blogger Image Test

2005-06-27T16:23:00.000+09:00

This is just a test of the new system for posting images.

This sure is cool. Too bad the images I have in this folder are so lame.

Wait a sec. There are a couple of dancing images. Let's try those.

Maybe one of the bears can dance, too? Hmm... except for the layout, that works pretty well.

Got to go now. Have a nice day. :)

More on "behavior in online games, social norms and the possibility of virutal atrocities"...

2005-06-26T04:49:00.000+09:00

Well this seems to be a question dating back to at least 1998. Isn't anyone else concerned about this now-a-days?

I've got to go to bed now 'cuz it's nearly five a.m., and I have to work at nine, but I'll post more tonight.

Social Server Safeguards Sexual Separation

2005-06-23T05:50:00.000+09:00

Sacred Kingdoms holds the line on age of concent. <- Original.

http://www.ne.jp/asahi/sweet/song/adult_server.htm <- Our copy.

To quote Jadhe:

"Sacred Kingdoms is a pvp, rp, ctf, bdsm server. Adult content is seen quite often on this server.
The servers location is in the USA and our laws dictate that the age of consent is 18.
We have decided as a team that if you arent 18 you are not welcome in sacred kingdoms. We also know that discovery of age may be difficult, but if we have evidence or knowledge that would allow us to assume that a player is under 18 you will be banned.
This is to protect all involved, the hosts, the team and especially the players. We take minors playing on this server seriously.
There are plenty of other servers out there that disallow the adult nature of our server and you may find yourself more comfortable than here.
Please if you are under 18, dont log on."

Jadhe's signature is worth a thousand words:

always submissively yours:
Jadhe

Im not Burger King, Federal Express, or the Library of Congress.

I dont make it your way, I dont deliver it overnight, and I dont know everything.

To be or not to be?

2005-06-21T20:00:00.000+09:00

The time has come to re-focus this blog's purpose...

Not to be led astray from our quxiotic quest to make cyber safe.

Not to pander to popularity posting kicks in quest of clicks.

Flirt with other characters, not other blogs!

That's our new performance stardard!

Blogicide?

2005-06-21T08:19:00.000+09:00

One click in my Blog Control Panel would remove this blog. . .

. . . freeing both your eyes and my brain of this burden forever!

Should I or shouldn't I?

What's the use, really?

So long, Pearl

Just of f the top of my head

2005-06-20T07:37:00.000+09:00

I just can't get you out of my head Boy, your lovin' is all I think about I just can't get you out of my head Boy, its more than I dare to think about

There's a dark secret in me Don't leave me lost in your arms Set me free Feel the need in me Set me free Stay forever and ever and ever ah ah

"Rafael De La Cruz has spent centuries hunting vampires with his brothers, and with each passing year his capacity to feel emotions has grown weaker and weaker until finally there's barely been a memory left-until only sheer willpower keeps him from turning into the very abomination he hunts."

Talk about your bodice rippers!

LOVE, Pearl Dragon

How about this?

2005-06-20T04:11:00.000+09:00

This is funny!

Evidence for our who done it.

2005-06-19T02:08:00.000+09:00

Can you solve this crime?

You may also doubt that there was a crime.

Warning: Some of the evidence is a wee bit risque.

Happy sleuthing, Pearl

And now for something completely different...

2005-06-17T04:15:00.000+09:00

This time I'm going to make a break with tradition.

Show and tell is the name of my game this morning.
<- Egg Almost-A-Wing

<- Hawaii Creeper Wing

<-Red-Spectacled Parrot Wing

<- California Condor Wing

<- Bald Eagle Wing

That ought to do it. <- "A bright guy with stuff to say."--Mark Evanier

More poetry for Jenny. Let's blogroll her this time!

2005-06-16T11:53:00.000+09:00

In tongues we spoke,
But then awoke,
Screaming, "REAL!
That's what we feel!"
Now join our song.
It won't take long.
Rhythm, rhyme, harmony,
Every time what you see,
Is what you get.
Then you'll be,
Fancy free.
Well met. All set?
That's it. Don't forget!

Read Jenny's poetry <--- CLICK HERE!

See you later... If you survive the VAMPIRE'S KISS!

2005-06-15T19:53:00.000+09:00

Now is the time at last to do a bit of free writing. I'm in the mood, feeling rude. Got nothing to lose but my cool as Shelly Manne winds down a jazz instrumental rendition of "I Could Have Danced All Night." That's 「一晩中踊れたら」in Japanese; however, unfortunately, now it's time to head off the the beach for our daily swim... I'll take a photo, though, and post that here later today.

Well, forgot both to bring our digital camera to the beach and to post this, too; however, the good news is that over on Andrena's Ankh I found this VAMPIRE'S KISS OF DEATH <-Click here for an adrenalin rush, or heart attack depending on your stamina against NAKED FEAR, or, if I made a mistake, you may just get a photo matching game...

Re: 88x31 banners

2005-06-15T05:57:00.000+09:00

Team Awesome wrote:

Hi, You recently signed up for Exchange-a-rama, my 88x31 banner exchange.  I noticed you were using one of my banners for your own (that's fine and I have no problem with that), but let me know if you need help creating one that better reflects your site.  Here's a link to a page that can help create banners. It's not too complicated, but you still have to tinker with it a bit. http://www.coolarchive.com/logogenerator.php  dave

Thanks, Dave, I spent half an hour at Cool Archive without being able to make an 88X31 banner with legible text. Also, I noticed Cool Archive requires a link back, so I guess I'm better off just using your banner, which I've never actually been able to make appear on one of our blogs anyway. *Tired Sigh!*
Sorry, Awesome Dave, I really have very poor understanding of how Exchange-a-rama works. (Well, not exactly Exchange-a-rama. More like the whole Maximum Awesome program, as opposed to say Blog Explosion, where it's pretty straight forward that by visiting member blogs, joining contests, buying lottery tickets, and so on, return traffic of a like nature is generated to one's own blog. Although I do tend to (miss?) place more faith in an actual exchange of e-mail or comments. (Hopefully leading to mutual blogrolling?) Not that I've had much success at that so far, but I will post this entire exchange to prove that you, Maximum Dave, truly add vice to member blogs. * HAPPY SMILE!* )

I did manage somehow to get this on my blog:

Maximum Awesome
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Join Exchange-a-rama

& this is on my hubby's:

Maximum Awesome
<ilayer></ILAYER>
Join Exchange-a-rama
Lynx RSS
Join Lynx

Not to mention:

At the bottom of both our blogs and some linked pages, too.

What else should we do?

LOVE, Pearl (& Hypatia is with me on this in spirit although resting up in bed at the moment)

Dream-Coin Economics cuItting near the bleeding heart of Amia...

2005-06-14T08:44:00.000+09:00

Incisive comments by LongZhenZhu & Sweet Song. <- Hypatia Theon may philosophize about dream-coin economics soon.
Here's a look at Things to Change forum at AmiaWorld.net, from which our entire house is IP banned now.
Please note the many heavy hitters: site owner, MagnumMan, DM, Replicant, and Selmak, the author of Lola.
Dream-Coin Economics seems to be cutting near the quick, nicht wahr?

A poem for Phoenix

2005-06-12T21:15:00.000+09:00

Phoenix, you said about Role Play:

"Role Play
I have always despised conventional roles in a relationship. I may be female, but does that mean I should do the most cooking, cleaning and washing? Does it mean that I am the passive person in the relationship? Absolutely not just as in the same way, if you are male, then you shouldn't be doing most of the providing, hunting and gathering. You are not the one who always decides what to do when you just want to leave it to someone else, you are not the one who necessarily organizes the money, reviews the bank account or decides how we are going to meet next month's bills.

No, if we are a partnership, then that is what we are, partners, brothers, sisters, friends, lovers and parents side by side on our journey, on our path through life and through our relationship. If you want me to walk behind you, or if you expect to walk behind me, forget it! We can both run, with our hair streaming out behind, hand in hand, fingers locked in happiness, into the horizon."

I'm going to blogroll you, now. There! It's done.

Role Play Sonnet

Role play? A way I pass my day,
Living as the other half lives.
Is this a life? It's not my say,.
With thrust of knife that laugh gives.
An answer of grief,
Cure without relief,
And yet great joy,
For girl as boy.
Dragon of Pearl
Long boy as girl.
Ah! Which is which?
We love to switch,
Our roles about,
Leave you in doubt.

Love, Pearl Dragon

Buried among comments and overlooked links...

2005-06-12T09:19:00.000+09:00

Pearl_Dragon said...to Alice in Wonderland:

About your point:

One lesson: never to play a new CD in parent’s car. We live we learn.
That is however one of the reasons why this CD sticks in my mind and why I will purchase the acoustic version next week. That and well, (listening to the original version right now, as of course I did purchase the CD again, sometime later maybe at a more appropriate age of say sixteen or something, and still have it on my media player), as I listen to it I sometime wish that I could actually care about someone enough so that I would feel some of that angst and agony when they left. I mean I am not saying that it would feel good but I imagine the passion/love that would come before would have to be significant, to provoke the writing of such songs

Well, as I parent I see this issue now from both sides, the artist's desire for expression free of censorship and the parents need to protect our kids, perhaps you may feel overprotect is more like it?
Anyway, thanks for your kind comment on my blog, but you probably missed my rap on naughty words buried deep somewhere among the links:

Probably now it's as good a time as any to bring up the question of what a girl should say to describe having a good time.
Pearl may get lucky soon with a guy she's been flirting with for awhile. O.k. let's not beat around her bush, she's likely to get laid by a cute guy she's been assaulting with a full-on seduction campaign of near epic proportions damned near equivalent to the preparations that went into D-Day. LOL (Why is Amia just the opposite of real life, in that here it's the guys who are so coy?)
Anyway, since Pearl appears to have ball-bearing heels, there's a "flaw" built into her character to guarantee that any "action" always has to take place off stage only later to be cutely referred to by sharing reminiscences about those ecstatic feeling or by nostalgically repeating together those sweet nothings that were uttered during the moment of truth and so on, which brings us to my point, uh, .... directly after just one more small but important diversion.
Before their ghost was well laid by Lenny Bruce, seven common Anglo-Saxon terms of enormously graphic descriptive powers were widely condemned as whores of expression, which most good citizens used heavily when they needed to get their meanings off in intimate private intercourse yet those same upright citizens hypocritically refused to acknowledge the very existence of these seven salacious words in public places such as the sacred halls of prime-time television. I'm sure many forum regulars can recite that dishonor roll from memory, while the rest of the English speakers present, even the non-native ones, would effortlessly be awarded a big red A for their ability to pass a test on the meanings and common usages of the entire magnificent seven. Thus, we all know very well that the rather innocuous word "orgasm" appears nowhere on that list of infamy. In fact, now-a-days nobody blinks an eye when celebrities appear on evening t.v. shows to describe the frequency and intensity of, difficulties with, or foreplay techniques to evoke and enhance those very personal precious moments of consummate elation.
As a role-play necessity, Pearl must refer to those unfurling waves of quivering pleasure when she shudders in frenzy over the top of love's mountain to shiver down the other side into a pool of melted delight every time she explains to lovers eager to share favors with her that the only suitable place must be behind a long series of locked, barred and very well-padded doors at the bottom of a deep dungeon or behind stone walls that would make China's own 10,000-li barrier seem paper thin. That's because when you ring her bell, it's not quantifiable in the decibels usually used for sizing up noises but measured along the scales reserved for natural disasters like earthquakes or erupting volcanoes. In other words, Pearl has to tell her lovers that she'll not go quietly into that stark delight, but it's gonna sound like, uh, remember when a huge interstellar object plunged down, wiping out 90% of Earth's life forms and splashing millions of tones of liquefied rock so far into orbit that we can all easily see spots where some of it pockmarked our dear sister moon? Well, Pearl's really intense orgasms are a bit noisier than that.
So, uh, is it o.k. for her to warn suitors in plain English about her noisy orgasms, or should she employ elegant euphemisms, Kanto, sir? If you go with circumlocutions, what are some of your favorites for telling us about Navira's rapturous paroxysms in her frenzied throes of exhilaration when sharing an epiphany of ecstasy with her fickle fey lover of the moment?

LOVE, Pearl Dragon

Taking Christian responsibility for an ecumenical epiphany...

2005-06-11T12:48:00.000+09:00

These HaloScan comments are always troublesome for me because I want to link your blog to mine, but the url of your blog gets lost when I click the O.K. box, so first I'm going to copy this whole comment and then post it to my blog with a link back to yours, which I hope is at http://susanlprince.truepath.com/blogger.html?

Anyway, the topic of taking Christian responsibility for problems we encounter in society, and now-a-days on other blogs, is what I want to comment on and also link back to your blog about. That's my part of taking action on the problem you mention, i.e., taking a step to increase communication between and cohesion among blogs by Christians. (My husband makes his income these days by performing Christian weddings in Japan, a 95+% non-Christian country, so I hope that qualifies us even though I personally attend a Buddhist Peace Hall and every day chant sutras like, "... It's my constant prayer that all beings enter The Way and attain Buddhahood.") We're quite eclectic in our spirituality and hope the same ecumenical epiphany for you and your sister, too.

Regards, Pearl & Hypatia (Always prayerfully at home in "The One.")

Linking - Let's use PG LOVE role play to Courting Destiny ...

2005-06-11T05:55:00.000+09:00

You (Pia Savage) ended today's post on 6/10/2005 my office hours are… Filed under: General , Who Am I? , Aging , mental health — Pia@ 8:41 pm by saying:

"Happiness is not a given, but it can be attainable. Took me a lifetime of making stupid mistakes, and having horrible obsessive thoughts to realize that I could change my thought patterns. I’m not on medication for obsessive compulsion now, and sometimes I back track, but usually…
This post is a gross over simplification; a sort of background to each different technique. I will be discussing each one individually in the future.
And while everybody says that you and you alone own your life, you do however that is truly simplisitic, self serving at times, and something I will be talking much more about."

That really makes me want to mention your blog on mine, link my blog to yours, and make sure I can read your future posts because I find so much wisdom in what you're saying and so many parallels to my own life, too. That's why I hope this blog post, which I'll also post as a comment on your blog, will accomplish all these objectives. Furthermore, I do hope that you'll find time to understand the purpose of my blog and make a comment about that. Thanks. Sorry, I'm just a newbie at blogging and don't know a better way than what I'm doing now to share a common hope or, dare I use the word, "destiny" between blogs, because I also long for "a better (world) through blogging."

Love, Pearl Dragon

PG Climax? How would you rate this?

2005-06-08T18:44:00.000+09:00

(Well, no sense beating around her bush any longer, the roguette, Pearl Dragon, and wizard, Mor LUST, have slipped away upstairs in The Nomad Tavern seeking a private room where her chosen hero for the night can take care of her needs out of sight of prying eyes and earshot of any gossips.)

Pearl Dragon: You are a dear to take care of my need like this, Mor, especially in an out of the way spot 'cuz I can get extremely noisy in certain circumstances.
Morder Lust: Hmm.. Looks like someone has taken that room. Could you unlock the door?
Pearl Dragon: This looks like a meeting room.
Morder Lust: Hmm.. Yes, it does... Let's take another.
Pearl Dragon: It's not too bad.. : If we can't find a plusher one. Ok . This will do ..
Morder Lust: Looks like they have chairs everywhere.
Pearl Dragon: I locked the door.. Try it just to be sure. Can you open the door?
Morder Lust: Looks like a locked one.. *Tries door* Nope.
Pearl Dragon: Good. Then you're at my mercy.. ** Laughs** Until I set you free.
Morder Lust: Wrong. I have a portal rod.
Pearl Dragon: You wouldn't do that to me would you, Mor? Let's wash up.. *Pours some hot water into the tub* Take off these battle stained garments, and get good an' clean.. *Suiting her actions to her words...*
Morder Lust: Hmm.
Pearl Dragon: *Splashes water about*
Morder Lust: *Gets the armor off*
Pearl Dragon: *Lathers up with soap*
Morder Lust: *Then gets the robe off*
Pearl Dragon: *Splashes water on Mor* Wheel! This is fun..
Morder Lust: Heh.
Pearl Dragon: Did you used to do this with your brothers? *Flicks a brush at him*
Morder Lust: Huh?
Pearl Dragon: *Splashes water on him* You know.. water fights in the bath.. ** Laughs** *Notices his many scars*
Morder Lust: *Splashes some water on her*
Pearl Dragon: Hey, you've been wounded many times, Mor..
Morder Lust: Yes.. They will heal in time.
Pearl Dragon: The adventurer's life is so hard.
Morder Lust: Well.. It can be.
Pearl Dragon: We must comfort each other how we can.. Please come over here. Now, I'll lie down, and the time has come for you to keep your promise..
Pearl Dragon: PC Emote Wand : What would I like to do? *Falls Prone*
Morder Lust: *Smiles* Well, didn't promise anything, but let's see what happens.
Pearl Dragon: Please walk on my back..
Morder Lust: *Walks on her back gently*
Pearl Dragon: .. Then give me a nice relaxing massage...
Pearl Dragon: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Pearl Dragon: That feels sooooooooooo niceeee! You're GREAT, Mor..
Morder Lust: Thank you... *gives her a massage*
Pearl Dragon: No man has ever made me feel better after a long hard battle.
Pearl Dragon: Now you lie down .. and I'll sit on you,. and do you.
Pearl Dragon: PC Emote Wand : What would I like to do? [Continuous Emotes] - What would I like to do? *Meditate/Pray* How's that feel?
Morder Lust: Umm.. good..
Pearl Dragon: Good.. I want you to feel .. .fully satisfied.. With my massage..
Morder Lust: I do...
Pearl Dragon: So, I'll treat each part of you very tenderly.. Give it my full attention.. Until your tensions are all gone.. Ah... There...
Morder Lust: Ah.
Pearl Dragon: Yes... That's it.. Let it all out.. Good... Let's rinse off in the bath again, Mor..
Morder Lust: Ok .
Pearl Dragon: I got so sweaty doing that..
Morder Lust: *Grins*
Pearl Dragon: But I feel so much better now.. Don't you?
Morder Lust: Yes...
Pearl Dragon: You're a very understanding guy, Mor.. Wish there were more like you. *Splashes more water on Mor*
Morder Lust: Heh.
Pearl Dragon: More LUST..
Morder Lust: *Washes his face*
Pearl Dragon: We should do this about ten times since you're so young and strong..
Pearl Dragon: *Licks her lips* Well, let's get dressed and see what's happening in the swamps..
Morder Lust: I guess we should do that.
Pearl Dragon: Thanks again..
Morder Lust: Umm. Well...
Pearl Dragon: Guess I better unlock the door now?
Morder Lust: It was relaxin'. Yea.
Pearl Dragon: Oh, yea, it was that.. You wanted something, more, Mor?
Morder Lust: Nah.
Pearl Dragon: Can't imagine what... ** Laughs**
Morder Lust: Heh, heh.
Pearl Dragon: I'm following you..
Morder Lust: Hmm...
Pearl Dragon: Well, just remembered... I have some shopping to do..
Morder Lust: *Smiles* I gotta go, too.
Pearl Dragon: Maybe we can try the swamps another day? *Answers his nod of agreement* Good.. Until next time then?
Morder Lust: Guess so. ** Goodbye **
Pearl Dragon: ** Goodbye **

The complete story is now available here. Also, the original unedited chat log (very l-o-n-g) is available here for any interested philosophical or literary deconstructionists. The formatted chat log is produced from NWN's original chat log by Lola.)

2005-06-07T15:25:00.000+09:00

Terra House Staff

2005-06-07T15:22:00.000+09:00

Healthy Lunch at Terra House

2005-06-07T09:01:00.000+09:00

Tombi soaring above Bentenshirahama. It makes me want to soar, too.

Still Seeking Heroine or Heros...

2005-06-06T23:27:00.000+09:00

Apply Here! <- Pearl has been looking, why don't you, too?

Pearl Dragon and more LUST - an abbreviated and annotated chat log - Part Three

2005-06-06T19:04:00.000+09:00

Pearl Dragon: Try not to (get killed and use my last resurrection scroll) though.

(They descend to a the lowest level of Kobold Caverns and begin fighting their way towards the final showdown with the Kobold High Priest and his henchmen, where they should be able to collect a quest item, the High Priest's amulet, that they can show to a farmer outside Cordor's gates for a reward.)
Morder Lust: Thanks.
Delith Di'manodel: You're welcome
Morder Lust: Hmm...
Pearl Dragon: Those DRUMS.. sure are monotonous..
Jo Lust: I rest.
Pearl Dragon: Wait! What would I like to do? *Rests* Get ready..
Morder Lust: Yes?
(Now every player should know about the quest, but it frequently gets mucked up, so Pearl Dragon suggests an optimum strategy, and, let's be very clear on this point, she's sure to become very unhappy and uncooperative when the quest item never-the-less fails to be there when it's time to turn it in to that Non-Player Character quest giver, Farmer Holvin. )
Delith Di'manodel: Wait..
Pearl Dragon: BIG Battle...
Jo Lust: You talk funny.
Pearl Dragon: So one thing first..
Marla Tal'Norinda: Shall we call our companions?
Pearl Dragon: When we win..
Morder Lust: Nah, we'll do fine.
Delith Di'manodel: No.. No animals.
Kayriena Dragonwing: If we did, we would receive nothing for it
Pearl Dragon: We all collect the reward .. together.. ok?
Morder Lust: Yes, at the moment we have 1 loot.
Marla Tal'Norinda: Tyr would want no less.
Morder Lust: Thank you again.
Pearl Dragon: Don't want one greedy guy run off with the loot, ok?

(Now there's a huge battle, but the large party is more than sufficient to win the day.)
Marla Tal'Norinda: Traps! Careful. And I ran into it.
Morder Lust: So... How are we gonna share the loot?
Marla Tal'Norinda: We allow the gods of the temple to distribute.
Kayriena Dragonwing: What was it anyways?
Morder Lust: A dagger and some armor
Pearl Dragon: O.k.. Now who got the item we need to show the farmer?
Morder Lust: Hmm... The dagger? From the high priest?
Pearl Dragon: That one we all go together and show one by one, o.k?
Morder Lust: He he.
Delith Di'manodel: Isn't it an amulet?.
Morder Lust: It's a dagger.
Pearl Dragon: Yeah, high priest's amulet is proof to the farmer, see.
Kayriena Dragonwing: Can I see that dagger?
Morder Lust: O.k...
Marla Tal'Norinda: He will be pleased that his oxen will no longer be threatened.
Pearl Dragon: We can all turn it in one by one, and then cast dice to see who keeps it.. ok?
Delith Di'manodel: Aright.
Morder Lust: I think it's o.k. .
Kayriena Dragonwing: I cannot identify its properties.
Morder Lust: Yea.
Pearl Dragon: I'm with you BIG guy..
Pearl Dragon: Lead on..

(On their way back from Kobold Caverns, they fight briefly with a party of Kobold scouts.)
Morder Lust: *Laughs*
Pearl Dragon: Pesky little buggers.
Marla Tal'Norinda: Ouch!
Pearl Dragon: How dare they stand up to heroes like us? They're nothing.

(Sighting a farmhouse surrounded by Kobolds in the valley below.)
Pearl Dragon: Hey. Something down here!
Kayriena Dragonwing: Henry the hermit lives there.

(Catching up with the party again.)
Pearl Dragon: You guys ok? You look tired, honey, need a back rub?
Morder Lust: *Laughs*
Jo Lust: Eh...
Morder Lust: Maybe later. *grins*
Pearl Dragon: *MORE than willing* O.k. later..

(They arrive at Farmer Holvin's house where they should turn in the quest item for a reward.)
Morder Lust: And here we are.
Delith Di'manodel: Aye.

(Then, frustratingly, no matter who talks to the N.P.C. Farmer Holvin, he responds as if the quest hasn't been given yet! Pearl Dragon becomes, so upset that she completely blows away all the other party members except Morder Lust, from whom she intends to collect payment in full in private, after using her feminine wiles to make him suggest it, of course.)
Farmer Holvin: Gang of kobolds made off with all me oxen the other night. Damn things breed faster than we can get rid of em! If I didn't have two youngin's to take care of, why.. I'd go up north and take care of 'em myself!
Pearl Dragon: Yeah just show it to him one by one.
Morder Lust: You certainly belong with your family. I am more than willing to help though. Where are these kobolds laired?
Farmer Holvin: To the North and then to the east. There are some low hills in the area, and a cave I believe. You can hear them from here at night, baying and hissing...
Morder Lust: To the north, and then to the east. Got it.
Farmer Holvin: So, did you teach those no good, cottin' pickin', oxen-stealin' Kobolds a lesson?
Morder Lust: I'm working on it...
Morder Lust: //Hmm maybe it needs to be identified
Marla Tal'Norinda: //Let me guess... killing blow struck by someone without the quest.
Pearl Dragon: Takes some time, but better than doin' all that again. eh?
Marla Tal'Norinda: //Or not.
Morder Lust: Someone else try.
Farmer Holvin: Gang of kobolds made off with all me oxen the other night. Damn things breed faster than we can get rid of em! If I didn't have two youngin's to take care of, why.. I'd go up north and take care of em myself!
Delith Di'manodel: You certainly belong with your family. I am more than willing to help though. Where are these kobolds laired?
Farmer Holvin: To the North and then to the east. There are some low hills in the area, and a cave I believe. You can hear them from here at night, baying and hissing...
Delith Di'manodel: To the north, and then to the east. Got it.
Kayriena Dragonwing: // maybe we need the amulet
Farmer Holvin: So, did you teach those no good, cottin' pickin', oxen-stealin' Kobolds a lesson?
Marla Tal'Norinda: I'm working on it...
Morder Lust: //yeah
Marla Tal'Norinda: Let's ID it.
Morder Lust: //it's bugget
Marla Tal'Norinda: //err.
Marla Tal'Norinda: //On it.
Morder Lust: //k
Farmer Holvin: Gang of kobolds made off with all me oxen the other night. Damn things breed faster than we can get rid of em! If I didn't have two youngin's to take care of, why.. I'd go up north and take care of em myself!
Pearl Dragon: You have to show him that high priest's thing as evidence see?
Jo Lust: You certainly belong with your family. I am more than willing to help though. Where are these kobolds laired?
Farmer Holvin: To the North and then to the east. There are some low hills in the area, and a cave I believe. You can hear them from here at night, baying and hissing...
Jo Lust: To the north, and then to the east. Got it.
Morder Lust: Yes.
Farmer Holvin: So, did you teach those no good, cottin' pickin', oxen-stealin' Kobolds a lesson?
Pearl Dragon: Who's got it?
Delith Di'manodel: I'm working on it...
Morder Lust: The other woman.
Pearl Dragon: "Working on it"?
Morder Lust: Heh.
Pearl Dragon: You mean some greedy person nabbed it and ran off?
Morder Lust: Nah.
Pearl Dragon: Again!
Morder Lust: It's not that.
Pearl Dragon: Darn!
Morder Lust: She's comin' back.
Pearl Dragon: I tried to ..
Morder Lust: See?
Farmer Holvin: So, did you teach those no good, cottin' pickin', oxen-stealin' Kobolds a lesson?
Marla Tal'Norinda: I'm working on it...
Pearl Dragon: Coming back?
Morder Lust: So...
Pearl Dragon: Where from?
Marla Tal'Norinda: //Everyone get the quest.
Kayriena Dragonwing: // yeppers need the amulet
Pearl Dragon: The farmer's right here.
Marla Tal'Norinda: //Someone killed it who didn't have the quest.
Morder Lust: //well no can do
Morder Lust: ok
Marla Tal'Norinda: //As such, it didn't drop.
Morder Lust: Put it on the ground.
Pearl Dragon: Show him the high priest's amulet to finish.
Morder Lust: We don't have it
Pearl Dragon: Why not?
Morder Lust: Well, I think we roll for it
Delith Di'manodel: Shall we roll for it?
Pearl Dragon: Who took it?
Morder Lust: Ok with everyone?
Marla Tal'Norinda: //As I said, someone without the quest dealt the death blow I bet.
Pearl Dragon: No!
Morder Lust: No, there was no amulet.
Kayriena Dragonwing: Fine by me.
Jo Lust: Well?
Pearl Dragon: I want to show him the amulet..
Delith Di'manodel: Let's roll for the dagger
Morder Lust: Now let's roll for that later.
Kayriena Dragonwing: What kind we roll?
Pearl Dragon: Someone must have it!
Morder Lust: //dice bag
Marla Tal'Norinda: //Read again...
Morder Lust: //Hmm
Pearl Dragon: Didn't anyone pick up the amulet?.
Morder Lust: //d10?
Marla Tal'Norinda: It wasn't there.
Kayriena Dragonwing: // set to local
Delith Di'manodel: Roll 1d20: 11 = Total: 11
Jo Lust: //1d20
Pearl Dragon: This is total nonsense!
Jo Lust: Roll 1d20: 3 = Total: 3
Morder Lust: //1d20 then
Delith Di'manodel: 11...
Jo Lust: //BAH!
Kayriena Dragonwing: Roll 1d20: 5 = Total: 5
Morder Lust: Roll 1d20: 12 = Total: 12
Marla Tal'Norinda: Roll 1d20: 13 = Total: 13
Morder Lust: Roll!
Pearl Dragon: I checked the high priest myself, and someone had already looted him.
Delith Di'manodel: *Sighs*
Pearl Dragon: Roll For what?
Marla Tal'Norinda: //Listen Pearl.
Marla Tal'Norinda: //It didn't drop.
Morder Lust: //dice bag
Kayriena Dragonwing: // if pearl doesn't roll then maria gets it
Delith Di'manodel: The dagger *smiles*
Pearl Dragon: Without the amulet, what's the point?
Morder Lust: For the dagger.
Pearl Dragon: *Listens*
Morder Lust: You can get money from it.
Pearl Dragon: Dagger? Keep the damned dagger.
Morder Lust: So your not goin' to roll?
Pearl Dragon: I don't care about any dagger
Jo Lust: *sighs*
Pearl Dragon: What you rolling.? Which dice?
Marla Tal'Norinda: 20
Morder Lust: //dice bag 1d20
Pearl Dragon: There are so many. Let me try.. 20? ok?
Morder Lust: Yes.
Morder Lust: 1 d 20.
Pearl Dragon: 20 of which one?
Morder Lust: //1d20
Kayriena Dragonwing: Roll one twenty sided die for Pete's sake!
Pearl Dragon: 20 of number one type.. *looks in her dice bag* Damn, there's a LOT of stuff in this dice bag...
Marla Tal'Norinda: //I believe there was a post on practical RP made in the forums.
Jerrid Tremayne: ... I really don't want to ask..
Marla Tal'Norinda: //You'd do well to read it.
Pearl Dragon: *Rummages around in the dice bag* Ah hah!
Jo Lust: *sigh again*
Delith Di'manodel: Bah. I'm off to the Lizards now.
Pearl Dragon: What's this?
Delith Di'manodel: Anyone would like to come?
Jo Lust: Me.
Pearl Dragon: No forums in my dice bag, sorry.
Morder Lust: ...
Morder Lust: Let me roll for her.
Pearl Dragon: O.k., one more try.
Morder Lust: Roll 1d20: 3 = Total: 3
Jo Lust: //Don't mix the ooc an ic!
Morder Lust: //lol
Delith Di'manodel: Great.
Pearl Dragon: PC Dice bag : [Private] What kind of die do you want to roll?
Morder Lust: That wasn't her roll.
Pearl Dragon: d20 How many 20-sided dice do you want to roll?
Morder Lust: *looks at the sky*
Pearl Dragon: 1d20
Pearl Dragon: Dice bag [Private] What roll?
Morder Lust: Well.
Delith Di'manodel: Alright.. We'll be leaving to the lizards.
Jo Lust: To lizards!
Delith Di'manodel: Anyone else would like to come?
Marla Tal'Norinda: Absolutely.
Delith Di'manodel: // leave party then
Pearl Dragon: *can't figure the interface out,. "sigh, it's TRULY beyond me."* [Cancel] dice.
Delith Di'manodel: Alright.. Shall we?.
Morder Lust: Hmm...
Pearl Dragon: *Clicks cancel after a bunch of frustration.*
Morder Lust: Are you goin' to hunt lizards?
Jerrid Tremayne: Heh, wonder what all that is about.
Pearl Dragon: Sorry, never was good at dice..
Morder Lust: It's ok.
Pearl Dragon: You would! LOL
Morder Lust: Well, the others went to hunt lizards. You can still catch up with them if you want to.
Pearl Dragon: Ah, well, the life of an adventuress is never easy..
Pearl Dragon: What's next.. *Still miffed about that missin' amulet*
Morder Lust: Well, As i said, "the others went to hunt lizards."
Pearl Dragon: Yes? Lizards? Where are they?
Morder Lust: Swamps.
Pearl Dragon: Swamps.. *Shudder*
Morder Lust: I think they went up and then to right, but I am headin' to town.
Pearl Dragon: Can't we go somewhere nice for a change?
Morder Lust: Hmm...
Pearl Dragon: Always caves, swamps, nasty places like that.
Morder Lust: Well ...
Pearl Dragon: Well?
Morder Lust: Can't really think of any nice place to hunt .
Pearl Dragon: Hunt? Who said, "hunt?" I said, "some place nice for a change."
Morder Lust: Oh. *laughs* ok then. Town is nice place, and The Nomad is in town.
Pearl Dragon: Ok. Lead on.
Morder Lust: I think I am goin' for drink.
Pearl Dragon: Tired of all that hunting anyhow. One season is enough for one day..
Morder Lust: Heh.
Pearl Dragon: Wouldn't you say, Mord? May I call you "Mord" for short, or do you prefer "Mor?"
Morder Lust: Heh, all fine by me,
Pearl Dragon: Like "MORE" .. *rubbing the pun in*
Morder Lust: Hmm.
Pearl Dragon: *Not laughing to make it obvious.*

(They arrive at The Nomad, Cordor's premier tavern.)
Morder Lust: You want a drink?
Pearl Dragon: What's good to drink here?
Morder Lust: Hmm...
Morder Lust: I usually drink spirits. It tastes fine.
Pearl Dragon: I'm not a strong drinker, though..
Morder Lust: Heh.
Pearl Dragon: Something light is ok..
Morder Lust: Well let me see..
Griff Arnemen: If it isn't Morder! Take a load off lad and lemme get ya somethin' to drink an' a sympathetic ear...
Morder Lust: Sounds great.
Pearl Dragon: Maybe mead.. That's made from honey, so it's quite sweet, and they do say...
Morder Lust: There you go. So?
Pearl Dragon: The lore masters that is who say...
Morder Lust: Hmm.
Pearl Dragon: You have heard, eh, Mor?
Morder Lust: I drink spirits. *grins* I like the taste.
Pearl Dragon: What the lore masters say?
Morder Lust: Hmm.
Pearl Dragon: About mead that is. The word honeymoon comes from it in fact, see?
Morder Lust: Yes. So?
Pearl Dragon: You know why?
Morder Lust: Nope.
Pearl Dragon: You see mead is made from honey, so that's why it's "honey" moon.
Morder Lust: He he. Smart. So?
Pearl Dragon: The mead was given to the newlyweds so...
Morder Lust: Do you wanna sit on cushions or chairs?
Pearl Dragon: That the chances would be increased..
Pearl Dragon: Oh, pillows, by all means..
Morder Lust: Ok, then, well sit down.
Pearl Dragon: Have a drink of this aphrodisiacal mead before we sit down though..
Morder Lust: Hmm. Ok.
Pearl Dragon: It's HARD... to drink sitting down..
Morder Lust: Heh. Actually...
Pearl Dragon: *Burp*
Morder Lust: I am goin' to get a few meads myself. I'll be right back .
Pearl Dragon: Oh! .. Makes me burp.
Morder Lust: *Burp*
Morder Lust: Heh. Nice taste.
Pearl Dragon: By the way, Mor..
Morder Lust: Yes?
Pearl Dragon: I was listening before at the farmer's house. Just bein' naughty is all.. ** Laugh **
Pearl Dragon: Everyone gets so upset about that kinda stuff. I really don't care. Just bothers me to see it all buggered up like that. It's a simple quest really. Why do people always mess it up? Sigh!
Morder Lust: Don't know.
Pearl Dragon: Only about once in ten tries can they get it straight. Bloody shame really, but what kind of nonsense is this I'm spouting? Mead must have gone right to my poor little head.. ** Laugh **
(Which bring us back to our preview of the coming seduction, and you can read everything up to the finale here.)

Lost blog URLS! Why we HATE holoscan.

2005-06-06T11:30:00.000+09:00

Here are several aborted attempts to establish links or start dialog with other blogs by Pearl and Hypatia. Mostly the interchanges seem to have been frustrated by Holoscan. Sigh. We'll sort this out later, but now it's time for hubby and Ai to head for the beach for daily exercise and then afterwards lunch, so ... laters everybody... LOL

Bethie wrote:

hey (in response to your comment on my blog) -- yes, I have a kanji on my site. my cousin, Miyuki, is Japanese and asked me to put it up to include a little piece of her culture on my blog. I know it's little and may seem out of place because I'm learning Chinese, but she's a pretty cool cousin so I put it up for her. Yes, I understand the difference between Chinese & Japanese and wasn't by any means trying to slur the two together.

--
osted by Bethie to Let's use PG LOVE role play only to protect kids from cyber abuse. at 6/5/2005 05:36:51 AM

Actually, Bethie, the tulip on your blog was written in katakana not kanji which is what touched off that burst of bitchyness earlier since my Chinese is just rudimentary for chatting in pinyin and such. Sorry. :-[

Ank Miyuki about the difference. :-\

Got to go to work soon (Totally fun gig with the Tokyo Music Company doing weddings, so don't feel sorry for me.) so have a nice day blogging. :-*

LOVE, Pearl 8-)

I'd like to link to your blog, and, more specifically, to ask you a few questions about your conservative guy philosophy, your unedited answers to which I'd like to post on my blog with a link back to your blog, o.k.?
1) So by your showing, America is better red than dead? (The new red being righteous-Republican red versus Born-under-a-bad-sign blue for criminal-minded Democrats.)
2) If we can't have a bit of fun taunting automatically-anti-American prisoners (They must be because they're there, and if they're not yet, this will make damn good and sure that they are.) then who can we taunt?
3) Were Easy Eddie and Butch O'Hare Republicans? Well, even if they never voted, did they show Republican or Democratic spirit, 'cuz you did point out that criminals are mainly Democrats, right? Or doesn't that include the financially successful and those famous for heroism?
4) Do I sound like some kind of satirist rather than your garden-variety, armchair philosopher?
5) Sorry?

LOVE & best wishes for your happy blogging, Hypatia Theon (to LOST TO HOLOSCAN?)

Tell Me Your Opinion!

I remembered: How Kurt Vonnegut wrote in Timequake, "All Satan wanted to do was help and she did in many cases," but I couldn't find the book in my library. Maybe lent it to someone? Anyway, here's a summary about:
the Devil and God "The first something to be implied was god and god was a man, so for there to be a man there had to be a woman, so satan came about, they implied each other. So satan was a woman and god a man. Since they were so weak that ment that strong had been implied so they had power, since they could do nothing, it implied that they could do *something*. (following me here?)
God created heaven and earth the earth was dark so light was implied. God created water and all these other things including men and since he had created man woman had been implied.
But satan was like "I'm not going to help him do this, what is he nuts" And since then she tried to undo all the things that he had done, but she couldn't.
God had created man and woman and the garden of eden, but adam and eve had nothing *NOTHING* to do. So satan took an apple and filled it with all sorts of knowledge, instructions on how to make music, sing , dance really crazy, imformatin on certain plants that were smokable, how to be real sexy, and how to yell god###### when they stubbed there toes. Satan gave a serpent the apple and the serpent gave eve the apple and she bit into it, then she handed it to adam and he bit into it, and then with nothing else to do they screwed and the human race came into excistance."

Hmm... What do you think about that?
Pearl_Dragon | Homepage | 06.03.05 - 3:30 am | #

Boy, that sure is a wake up call and great advice.
queenaudra | Homepage | 05.16.05 - 6:32 pm | #

Cass, we all feel overwhelmed sometimes, even when there's no real reason for it. One thing I've found in reading biographies of powerful people is they feel it, too. Just push it to the back of your mind and keep on truckin'!
Tom Carter | Homepage | 05.16.05 - 2:45 pm | #

All we could recover from HOLOSCAN!

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That is f'in funny...
Jessica | Homepage | 06.04.05 - 11:09 am | #

Google: talking squirrel goth = I rule
because I'm sure that was tagged off the link to my blog
Taffy Debonaire | 06.04.05 - 11:31 am | #

Ni hao ma? So you're a Chinese major? Then why the Japanese katakana for tulip, which is linked to adopt a kanji web site, as if they were linguistically indistinguishable? Hm.. Not to be a bitchy Asian woman, but it's 4 a.m. here in nookiesaki, uh, sorry, I meant Nagasaki, where my lazy-tongued hubby left me feeling cunnlinguistically shortchanged this morning, and I'm just starting on my first cup of coffee, ,ne?, de wa zai jien.
Pearl_Dragon | Homepage | 06.04.05 - 3:20 pm | #

Hmm... Seems to be where Bertie's post above came from, but her BLOG URL is LOST to HOLOSCAN!

Confilcted Poetry at The Wild Mind , Writing for My Life by Lynn Sweeting.

2005-06-05T07:09:00.000+09:00

Conflicted?

Beyond doubt there's conflict throughout us.
Being only mine, or part divine, drink we that wine?
Bring communion of devil and consort Goddess,
From tantric union so fine,
To this plane of confused girls clubbing,
Sucking on mints, giving hints of loving?

Poetry takin' time for rhythm,
Will set free your two-girl schism.
Not that I've time,
For a final rhyme.

Ah, Sigh!
Good bye.

One quick question...

2005-06-05T05:10:00.000+09:00

Who's got a bun in the oven, or wishes she did or didn't, or hopes a girlfriend does or doesn't?

------------------------------------------------------
*(Thanks to Gindy for the inspiration.)

Pearl Dragon and more LUST - an abbreviated and annotated chat log - Part Two

2005-06-02T16:08:00.000+09:00

Delith Di'manodel: Follow me..
Morder Lust: Let's go then.

(That's where we left our horny heroine at the end of part one. Soon Delith's party encounters plague victims and their running dogs resulting in wholesale slaughter.)
Pearl Dragon: *Hah?*
Pearl Dragon: Not much loot..
Morder Lust: Well, i am used to it.
Pearl Dragon: Good training though..
(Yet another engagement in the endless battle is joined and soon over.)
Pearl Dragon: That was over quickly..
Morder Lust: i found loot
Pearl Dragon: Good
Morder Lust: Lightly enchanted full plate ((+1))
Pearl Dragon: Notices he has a nice butt.
Morder Lust: Hmm was that supposed to be **?
Pearl Dragon: *Looks good from behind..* ** Laughs**
Morder Lust: ..*laughs*
Pearl Dragon: Little sexual humor.. LOL
Morder Lust: :)
Delith Di'manodel: Lizards.. We may be able to take on them...
Morder Lust: Ah hem, lizards?
Delith Di'manodel: *Nods*
Pearl Dragon: Lizards?
Morder Lust: I've never seen lizards.
Pearl Dragon: Where?
Morder Lust: Well, expect one at the swamps.
Pearl Dragon: O.k. *expects lizards*
Delith Di'manodel: Aye.. They are in the swamps.
Pearl Dragon: O.k. *expects swamps*
Morder Lust: Thought the troglodytes have taken over the cave.
Kayriena Dragonwing: Um mm.... and swamp witches took over the swamps.
Delith Di'manodel: Troglodytes are lizards, aren't they?..
Morder Lust: Hmm...
Pearl Dragon: O.k. *expects troglodyte caves*
Morder Lust: Maybe.
Kayriena Dragonwing: Yeah, they are.
Morder Lust: Well where are we goin' now?
Pearl Dragon: O.k. *expects more miss-spellings*
Delith Di'manodel: Or perhaps we should just continue.
Morder Lust: //afk for moment
Pearl Dragon: O.k. *expects to continue... soon*
Delith Di'manodel: What do you say?.
Kayriena Dragonwing: // lol
Pearl Dragon: O.k. *expects "//" afk for a moment*
Morder Lust: //back
Pearl Dragon: I said, "ok"
Delith Di'manodel: Let's head on..
Pearl Dragon: O.k? O.k.
(Another attempt at looting is thwarted.)
Delith Di'manodel: Empty..
Pearl Dragon: Oh.
Kayriena Dragonwing: Funky man in the helmet must have done it.
Delith Di'manodel: Aye.
Pearl Dragon: Funky man?
Delith Di'manodel: Lizards then? Mmm?..
Morder Lust: i wonder who he is
Pearl Dragon: No loot. ** Tired ** What would I like to do? **Rests**
Morder Lust: Fine with me.
Pearl Dragon: Got to get a bit of energy together.. Thanks.. Feel better now.. Full of pep..
Morder Lust: Let's move on then .
Pearl Dragon: Ready to get it on!
Delith Di'manodel: Hey wait..
Pearl Dragon: Yeah!
Morder Lust: Yes?
Pearl Dragon: Wait?
Delith Di'manodel: I remember.. now..
Morder Lust: What?
Delith Di'manodel: It is possible to get to the swamp..
Pearl Dragon: Huh?
Delith Di'manodel: From this sewer.
Pearl Dragon: Swamps?
Morder Lust: Yes, i know the way.
Pearl Dragon: No way!
Morder Lust: Or...
Pearl Dragon: Swamps would flood the sewers.
Morder Lust: We could go slay some kobolds
Pearl Dragon: This place would be totally under water...** Laughs**
Delith Di'manodel: Kobolds sounds.. fine..
Morder Lust: Well, I'll lead then.
Pearl Dragon: *Notices again how fine he looks from behind... "Now that's a real pile-driving.. ah man.," she thinks. " I'll bet when he gets that in action...
Morder Lust: Hey, careful.
Pearl Dragon: "..WAH HOO!"*
Morder Lust: Hmm?
(The next engagement appears ahead, and Kayriena warns us, but Pearl Dragon has earned enough experience points to level up and gain power.)
Kayriena Dragonwing: Stinky sewer golems *plugs her nose*
Pearl Dragon: I'm gonna need protection for a minuet, o.k.?
Morder Lust: Sure.
Pearl Dragon: Gotta meditate on my skills a bit... Going up!
Delith Di'manodel: Um.. I don't understand what you are saying.. But.. Sounds fine. *smiles*
Morder Lust: //another afk...
Pearl Dragon: OOOHH KAAYY! ** Cheer **
Pearl Dragon: I feel pretty good now!
Delith Di'manodel: That's great.
Kayriena Dragonwing: We going now, yes?
Pearl Dragon: Yes.. Pearl is very happy.. this almost tops the big O... ... almost...
Morder Lust: //back
Pearl Dragon: Yes..
Morder Lust: Well.
Delith Di'manodel: Let's continue now.
Morder Lust: Shall we move on?
Pearl Dragon: Let us hunt ..
Morder Lust: Hmm...
Pearl Dragon: *Stays close to the handsome dude.. Very close.. Hmm..*
(Meanwhile, another meeting of hunters in this busy hunting ground.)
Marla Tal'Norinda: I'll get it looked at by a sage later.
Morder Lust: Hello.
Pearl Dragon: "He has a nice, masculine smell..
Delith Di'manodel: Hrm.
Morder Lust: Hi, bro.
Marla Tal'Norinda: Busy place today...
Pearl Dragon: "Sweat and something else..
Jo Lust: Yes.
Pearl Dragon: "Why does he smell so nice?*
Marla Tal'Norinda: So...
Pearl Dragon: // She wonders quietly
Morder Lust: Hmm.
Marla Tal'Norinda: If we're headed in the same direction...
Jo Lust: We join forces?
Morder Lust: Yes.
Marla Tal'Norinda: My thoughts exactly.
Pearl Dragon: // Without anyone overhearing her randy thoughts...
Morder Lust: Need to get rid of all the summons.
Pearl Dragon: Yeah, too many summons is bad for the training.
Morder Lust: Unsummon the wolf, o.k?
Pearl Dragon: Makes us lazy...
Marla Tal'Norinda: Very well.
Morder Lust: Yep.
Pearl Dragon: Bye bye, wolf..
Jo Lust: Let's continue forward.
Pearl Dragon: Too bad. That was a very nice wolf, too.
Morder Lust: Well.
Pearl Dragon: He took good care of us...
Marla Tal'Norinda: I try to feed him goblins on a regular basis to keep his coat silky and smooth.
Pearl Dragon: Sad to see him go.
Morder Lust: Let's move.
(Quickly another conflict is fought and won.)
Pearl Dragon: That was quick
Marla Tal'Norinda: I'm a bit of a newbie to this server so bear with my lack of 'power' :P
Pearl Dragon: // ok
Marla Tal'Norinda: Or crappy RP. :D
Pearl Dragon: // power not as important as rp ..
(Pearl Dragon gets stuck in a narrow secret passage and can't follow the others, so explores in another direction by herself until Delith Di'manodel calls the party together again.)
Pearl Dragon: Darn.! Can't go through here, so maybe need to diet? Hmm. What's this? Guess I'll have to check it all by myself...
(Meanwhile the rest of the party meets with disaster as Kayriena Dragonwing is killed during a sharp skirmish.)
Marla Tal'Norinda: That's... unfortunate...
Pearl Dragon: Whew!
Morder Lust: Hmm, shall i use the loot moneys to raise her?
Pearl Dragon: Down here!
Jo Lust: *shrugs*
Pearl Dragon: Look at this!
Morder Lust: i'll be right back
Delith Di'manodel: Ah.. Wait!
Jo Lust: Yes?
Pearl Dragon: What's down here?
Delith Di'manodel: Wait..
Pearl Dragon: Why?
Delith Di'manodel: For the rest.
Jo Lust: Scary monster...
Pearl Dragon: Let's go down here?
Jo Lust: Yes.
Marla Tal'Norinda: Let us regroup.
Pearl Dragon: O.k..
Marla Tal'Norinda: Should only be a moment at any rate.
Jo Lust: *Wonders*
Pearl Dragon: I'm ready to go when you are..
Jo Lust: Hmh...
Morder Lust: Hey, i still need 300 gold more
Jo Lust: You're doing suicide?
Morder Lust: To get a scroll, so i can raise her.
Pearl Dragon: What you ..
Morder Lust: Thanks,
Pearl Dragon: Raise who?
Morder Lust: i'll be right back
Marla Tal'Norinda: Charity knows no bounds.
Pearl Dragon: Wait. I have a scroll..
Delith Di'manodel: The female...
Pearl Dragon: Who's dead?
Delith Di'manodel: Follow me.
Pearl Dragon: Where?
Morder Lust: And here goes...
Pearl Dragon: Yep, she's dead all right.
Morder Lust: Not anymore
Pearl Dragon: Oh, not any more.
Morder Lust: *grins*
Delith Di'manodel: Let's go then.
Kayriena Dragonwing: Ouch!
Pearl Dragon: Hey, remember...
Jo Lust: Eh...
Morder Lust: Let's go then. *smiles*
Pearl Dragon: I've got a scroll if we need another one.
Morder Lust: Good.
Pearl Dragon: Try not to, though.

(Good place to break for part two... now added to whole tale here. In this second installment I included a few examples of OOC information and private player-to-player tells so everyone can see how they look and how they're ignored in the developing interactive IC story.)

Pearl Dragon and more LUST - an abbreviated and annotated chat log

2005-06-01T19:25:00.000+09:00

Pearl Dragon and more LUST - an abbreviated and annotated chat log

(Pearl Dragon, as a female rogue in Amia, has various skills in sneaking silently, hiding, spotting enemies, picking locks, and, her specialty, traps. That's why this scene opens with her repeating the following routine many, many times until the supply of crystals she sold all her loot for is turned into a knapsack full of strong electrical traps, the most deadly kind she can make.)
Pearl Dragon: Craft Skills Menu -> Craft Trap -> Create Trap Kit If you have the appropriate material components you may use your Craft Trap skill to build a trap. -> Make an electrical trap. -> Choose how lethal the trap will be. The more lethal the trap, the more difficult it is to construct. Minor traps require one component, average traps three, strong traps five, and deadly traps require seven components. -> Make a strong trap (DC = 30).
If you are watching Pearl Dragon on your monitor while she runs through this sequence, you see her squat pertly down and try to make the trap, usually failing against that high DC, sometimes losing her crystals, standing up with a cute little curtsy, and then quickly squatting to do it all over for another roll with only her high crafting skill and specialization give her a slight chance of success, so it's hard work...
(Repeats resolutely over and over with sheer bloody-minded determination until...)
Pearl Dragon: *Done* What would I like to do? *Rests*
(After resting to assure all her magic items are fully charged, Pearl Dragon seeks some quick loot and a chance to test her newly upgraded melee weapons.)
Tert Kelter: Yar there! You look like yer lookin' for some work....
Pearl Dragon: I sure am!
Tert Kelter: Well, it's kinda embarrassing, but....my ship be infested with rats! I can't leave port until they're all cleared. Can ye clean 'em out for me?
Pearl Dragon: What does this job pay?
Tert Kelter: Pay? Err mm...look, I never said it was a paying job, but if ye want to ya can put it on yer resume'. Har! Har! Har!! Nah, jus' kiddin' ya lass, I'll give ye 5 gold a rat skull that ye brings me.
Pearl Dragon: *Groan* Very well...
Hatch: You see small shadows darting around below.
Pearl Dragon: *Climbs down* Darn.. What a waste..
(Unfortunately, the rats appear to have all been slain already by some previous scavenger.)
Ladder: The hatch above you is open.
Pearl Dragon: *Climbs up*
(A much larger hunting ground is the Cordor City Sewers. First one must obtain a rope, then climb down into what resembles not so much a medieval undercity as what one might expect to find under an early industrial age capital with large pipes, foot bridges, and even huge grating-cowled ventilation fans. This is a prime area to party up with other looters and vermin killers for extra security, or in Pearl Dragon's case to find a cute guy for tonight's recreation ... totally PG lovin' of course.)
Sewer Drainage: Sliding the grate open you find yourself facing a drop from an unknown height.
Pearl Dragon: *Uses her hemp rope to descend quickly into the hole*
(Right away spotting another huntress, she suggests joining forces, usually the best plan all around to maximize loot and experience gained while minimizing damage and time and gold wasted on healing.)
Pearl Dragon: Hi. Hunting? Join?
Sandra: *Seems agreeable*
Pearl Dragon: Good..
Sandra: Sure, could always use a hand.
Pearl Dragon: I'm Pearl.
Sandra: Sandra.
Pearl Dragon: Usually I use traps, Sandra..
Sandra: *Nods*
Sandra: Ok, I'll get us some more help.
(Sandra summons her familiar as Peal Dragon flourishes her glowing rapier and enhanced mace.)
Pearl Dragon: Not too strong with these. That's a good idea. You've got nice magic...
Sandra: Hey there, Snaity ** Laugh **
Pearl Dragon: Snaily? Nice to meet you..
Sandra: Sanity.
Pearl Dragon: Can Sanity talk, too?
Sandra: In his own way he can to me.
Pearl Dragon: Looks like a very clever bird..
Sandra: Sanity is a good friend.
Pearl Dragon: Surely he can .. uh, he or she? Hard to tell with birds. Unless you're another bird, I guess.
Sandra: He.
Pearl Dragon: Anyway, what you hunting now, Sandy?
Sandra: *Smiles* just exploring really.
(Someone else shows up accompanied by a large wolf, but the sex of the being smothered in thick bark is hard to discern.)
Pearl Dragon: Hello. Lot's of animals in the sewers today...
Delith Di'manodel: *Nods* Aye. *smiles*
Pearl Dragon: Guess they can handle the smell better than me... ** Laughs**
Sandra: *Laughs*
Pearl Dragon: Don't usually come here..
Sanity: Yes, mistress... what do you require of me?
Sandra: Feed the familiar.
Sanity: Although not hungry, the familiar is awfully pleased and gulps down the food. Thank you, mistress!
Pearl Dragon: But my boyfriend had to go away .. and...
Sandra: You are welcome, Sanity.
Delith Di'manodel: Your.. Boyfriend?.
Pearl Dragon: I need just a little bit more training.. Yes, his name is Llewyn.. Do you know him? He often hangs out in the Nomad..
Delith Di'manodel: *Shakes head* I'm new in town..
Pearl Dragon: He's making up some songs now about our romantic times together.
Sandra: How sweet.
Pearl Dragon: Maybe you'll hear him sing them some day..
Pearl Dragon: Yes... He is VERY sweet.
Delith Di'manodel: ...
Pearl Dragon: But .. tonight? But now.. I must hunt.
Sandra: ..hour 21 ((is like 9 pm))
Pearl Dragon: Will you join us?
Delith Di'manodel: Aye. *smiles*
Pearl Dragon: Thanks. Now our success is SURE! By the way, my name is Pearl - Pearl Dragon.
Delith Di'manodel: Pearl?.. Dragon?
Delith Di'manodel: Strange name... Still.. Nice *smiles*
Delith Di'manodel: I'm Delith..
Pearl Dragon: Yes.. My family name means Dragon, Delith.
Sandra: I am Sandra, and this my friend, Sanity.
Delith Di'manodel: *Smiles*
Pearl Dragon: Delith, perhaps you have more experience. You seem to have strong skin..
Delith Di'manodel: *Smiles with pleasure* Oh this... It is a spell. *smiles*
Pearl Dragon: Looks like tree bark..
Sandra: ..on your skin
Delith Di'manodel: *Nods* I use nature's magic.
Pearl Dragon: ...and a very BIG wolf..
Delith Di'manodel: I'm a druid..
Pearl Dragon: Druid?
Delith Di'manodel: Aye.. I found him in the wilderness *smiles* & *nods*
Pearl Dragon: Perhaps you should lead us to the forest? Better smell than this nasty sewer?
Delith Di'manodel: Not anything to hunt in the forest... Only peaceful animals..
Pearl Dragon: You know the sewers, Delith? This is my first time here..
Delith Di'manodel: I'm not so very good at those sewers, but I might try to get around. *smiles*
Pearl Dragon: --*****Notices bark is gone, and Delith is a girl*** Oh, you're a GIRL! Couldn't tell with the bark.
Delith Di'manodel: *Smiles wide* Indeed i am.
(As the ladies are chatting, the familiars take care of various vermin and sewer denizens.)
Pearl Dragon: Nice wolf. Keeps good watch for you.
Delith Di'manodel: Doesn't Delith sound female? *smiles*
Pearl Dragon: Look. *Points out the newcomer behind Delith*
Delith Di'manodel: Hm?.. ** Greets**
Kayriena Dragonwing: Hello.
Pearl Dragon: Another huntress? You seem dressed for town, though?
Kayriena Dragonwing: Oh, where are my manners?
Pearl Dragon: Do you need a hunting outfit?
Kayriena Dragonwing: I am Kayriena.
Pearl Dragon: Hi, Kayriena..
Delith Di'manodel: I'm. Delith. *smiles*
Kayriena Dragonwing: No. I cannot wear armor... stuff is too heavy for me.
Pearl Dragon: I'm Pearl. Nice to meet you. Hmm.. *Checks pack for extra clothes, but finds she sold them all to make traps*
Delith Di'manodel: *Nods* Alright.
Kayriena Dragonwing: Are you two going through these sewers?
Delith Di'manodel: *Grins* More people.
(Pearl Dragon perks up here because at l-o-n-g last a couple of guys have appeared, too.)
Pearl Dragon: Yes. want to come with us?
Kayriena Dragonwing: I would be delighted
Pearl Dragon: Wonderful.. But I don't know the way at all.
Jo Lust: *Shrugs*
Pearl Dragon: Can you lead us, Del?
Delith Di'manodel: Follow me alright? *smiles*
Pearl Dragon: Sure.
Kayriena Dragonwing: Del is it? I think this is yours?
Delith Di'manodel: Mm?..
Kayriena Dragonwing: It was on the body the wolf killed.
Delith Di'manodel: Oh.. Thank you, Miss. *smiles* Aye.. I think so, too.
Kayriena Dragonwing: My pleasure.
Pearl Dragon: Yes, he's a very good watch wolf, isn't he?
Delith Di'manodel: Indeed.
Morder Lust: Hello.
Pearl Dragon: We can chat in peace while he kills the vermin for us.. Now that's service..
Delith Di'manodel: *Looks at the man* Undead master...
Morder Lust: ...
Delith Di'manodel: *Nods to him*
Pearl Dragon: *Amazed*
Kayriena Dragonwing: Undead master....?
Pearl Dragon: *Thinks, "What a HUNK!"*
Morder Lust: Bah, i can summon one undead zombie...and then i am undead master?
Pearl Dragon: Nice sword, Sir.
Morder Lust: Why, thank you.
(Pearl Dragon, having spotted her prey, wastes no time in getting down to some serious flirting.)
Pearl Dragon: I'm sure your THRUST is very VIGOROUS..
Kayriena Dragonwing: *Startled*
Pearl Dragon: You seem the strong and silent type..? ** Laughs**
Morder Lust: Ha ha. Well, at least i am strong.
Delith Di'manodel: Hrmpf..
Pearl Dragon: Good! I LOVE strong men..
Morder Lust: ...
Morder Lust: So...can i join you?
Pearl Dragon: Going our way, Sir?
Delith Di'manodel: *Sighs*
Morder Lust: ..
Pearl Dragon: Of course..
Morder Lust: I won't summon the zombie if it matters that much...
Delith Di'manodel: *Mutters* Shall we move on then?.. Before more people come. *smiles*
Kayriena Dragonwing: *Laughs*
Pearl Dragon: Now we are quite strong.. Stop muttering, Delith. He's cute and strong, too, so what my boyfriend doesn't know...
Morder Lust: *Grins* ,
Pearl Dragon: Anyway, let's get on with it..
Delith Di'manodel: Alright.. Just keep that.. Undead.. Away from me..
Kayriena Dragonwing: If more people come, I could always eat them *says with a childish smile*
Morder Lust: Sure sure...
Pearl Dragon: Hmm..
Delith Di'manodel: Alright. Follow me..
Morder Lust: Let's go then.

(Pearl Dragon having picked up Morder Lust and blatantly signaled her romantic interest to him seems a good place to break... I'll serialize their love affair in several parts on our blog, adding each one here as we go along, so in the end the whole annotated tale will be available in one piece, which I'll also then link to the original unaltered chat logs, so that any interested researchers can confirm exactly how everything was done completely PG right down to the last OOC information and private player-to-player tell.)

Blog Comments with LOTS of Nice Links to CLICK!

2005-06-01T10:57:00.000+09:00

To My Karma Just Ran Over Your Dogma.

Wow! I knew this was our kinda site. Look DOUG is here too. *Points up the page and waves a Doug BitterBierce*
Hi, Doug, horny, how they hanging at the Owl Creek Bridge? *Little inside joke for hard core Ambrosia fans* Hee, hee.
Guess I'll go see what that dog ate for breakfast where kama rules and the dead guy lives with sara fair nix now...

*Surfs off following her karmic dog's tail*

To Dizzy Girl.

We're so far from Georgia that we can't even count the klicks.
But in one of our favorite mental flicks,
Guess who's playing country hicks,
Singing, "Georgia on my Mind"?
Georgia, sweet Georgia... Ta, da, da.
No peace of mind do we find. It's so unkind.
That insipid song just won't leave our mind!

Sorry, couldn't help our poor lil' ole selves, some kinda fit like a spontaneous combustion of verse insanity.
*BLUSH of embarrassment* Gomen, ne? We Japanese aren't always so forward.

LOVE, Pearl Dragon

Pearl FLIRTS again!

2005-05-31T09:37:00.000+09:00

1) Comment # at http://aggressivevoicedaily.blogspot.com Sex education is best left in the hands of parents, no doubt. On our blog my husband and I have a rather pro-active stance about keeping non-family adults from secretly playing sex games with minors on internet rpg websites. We would like to recruit some heroines (and maybe heros, too) to join our crusade, and even offer to pay for your equipment costs if you e-mail us your address and bone fides Read about that here. Thanks, Pearl Dragon

2) Comment at http://www.missneworleans.blogspot.com Clouds! How I love those. *Reaches over to bookshelf and pulls down Understanding THE SKY: A Sport Pilot's Guide to Flying Conditions by Dennis Pagan which is right beside PARAGLIDING: A Pilot's Training Manual* Ah, yes. I remember how worried my hubby got when I disappeared inside a cloud the first time I flew from HachiRouDake in Nagasaki. *Big Smile* Here's a photo of me flying from Mt. Aso in Kumamoto. Look here, please.

3) Comment at http://indeterminacy.blogspot.com/ Yes... Y-e-s... Y-E-S! This is so brilliant. The primeval feminine spirit that triumphs in any era. Technology is a mere bagatelle to extend our seductive conquests. Personally, I hunt cute guys for my own use, but our pet pussies do require more than a lick and a promise in our eat or be eaten world, ne?

Some comments and links to blogs - Pearl turns over posting to Hypatia

2005-05-31T07:12:00.000+09:00

1) I'm sure you remember the old canard about the guy who wonders whether a girl would accept a hypothetical one million dollars for a roll in the hay to which she agrees that if he had a million, she would, so then he offers her a hundred, which she rejects indignantly asking, "What do you take me for?" Then he replies, "We've already established that, so we're just haggling about your price now." It seems your friend has avoided walking in those some shoes. 8-) - on http://blog.toddhome.com/

2) Tests? Hmm... Can you take this test without smiling with all four lips?

Before their ghost was well laid by Lenny Bruce, seven common Anglo-Saxon terms of enormously graphic descriptive powers were widely condemned as whores of expression, which most good citizens used heavily when they needed to get their meanings off in intimate private intercourse yet those same upright citizens hypocritically refused to acknowledge the very existence of these seven salacious words in public places such as the sacred halls of prime-time television. I'm sure many forum regulars can recite that dishonor roll from memory, while the rest of the English speakers present, even the non-native ones, would effortlessly be awarded a big red A for their ability to pass a test on the meanings and common usages of the entire magnificent seven. Thus, we all know very well that the rather innocuous word "orgasm" appears nowhere on that list of infamy. In fact, now-a-days nobody blinks an eye when celebrities appear on evening t.v. shows to describe the frequency and intensity of, difficulties with, or foreplay techniques to evoke and enhance those very personal precious moments of consummate elation. Pearl_Dragon | # -to http://weeklyscheiss.blogspot.com/

NOW OVER TO YOU, Hypatia, Honey!

1) Wishing wisely is woefully difficult. Whether the wish is granted or no, unintended or even contrary consequences inevitably arise. The immediate gratification of suddenly being blessed by a 12-inch organ might be followed by discoveries of harmonic disorder staying in tune while playing duets, so to speak. A sudden million in your bank would wave red flags at the IRS leading to embarrassing questions at least and so on. :-\ - on http://deszgoh.blogspot.com/2005/05/twelve-inch-pianist.html

2) Hypatia Theon said... Ah, what a treat to find a fan of Our Muses and so fitting that you began with Clio of historical inspiration.
May "The One" bless all your endeavors. -on http://bitterbierce.blogspot.com/

3) At 1:40 PM, Hypatia Theon said... You say, "I suggest reading the first two posts from 1.4.05 (A Return to Common Sense) and 1.5.05 (What is Common Sense?)in that order before getting too far into the more recent posts."
I'd be very interested in reading those - particularly with an eye towards discovery of common interests such that I would link my blog to yours; however, neither of those dates appear in your archive list, so would you be a dear and e-mail either the posts or their links to me?
Thanks, Hypatia Theon -to http://4commonsensenow.blogspot.com/

4) This is the VERY BEST I've seen yet. It has left me (temporarily) SPEECHLESS! - to http://indeterminacy.blogspot.com/ =-O :-* 8-)

Pearl makes many friendly blog comments, but no one reciprocates! SOB!

2005-05-30T08:42:00.000+09:00

Pearl has been working hard to establish relations in blog space,
but is this the right way? (Warning! A few are a wee bit risque.)

2005-05-29T19:31:00.000+09:00

Happy Memorial Day! <-visit Heather's blog to read all about it!

2005-05-29T16:09:00.000+09:00

Sunday Bridal Fair: "Let's get married (and make love legally) honey."

Almost time for my favorite rp, and I get paid for that, too. :D

2005-05-29T08:05:00.000+09:00

Looks like this. Maybe I'll have someone photograph me today
and post the photos here tonight if I can get the couple's premission. :)

Who will answer Feonir's call to arms? <- Background for Pearl's PG purple prose bodice ripper. ;)

Background for the who-done-it! <- This shows how the DM's laid a trap for our character. :eek:

Just a few links for you tonight.

2005-05-28T20:44:00.000+09:00

It's officially May's Birthday in 15 minutes,
so who want's to see her new computer on line?

Don't all comment or e-mail us at once LMAO.

Here's today's hard luck story.

Sign up for Webby's Humor Letter here.

Now here's a TRULY fine piece of wit & wisdom!

2005-05-28T11:24:00.000+09:00

Hypatia Theon's first post to PhilosophyForums.

Her Biographical Information.

Her Homepage.

Hope you all will LOVE Hypatia Theon as much as we do.

Our philosophy behind all the SHOUTING

2005-05-28T07:07:00.000+09:00

If you have any interest in philosophy, or even martial arts tactics for that matter, you should take a look at this discussion. :D

Who knows, you might even want to join in. :P

For others, here's an interesting image that has absolutely nothing to do with anything else in this blog... so far. ;)

Cute, or what? ;(

2005-05-27T20:37:00.000+09:00

What a wuss! My hubby only got ankle deep, here. He got much deeper into me later at home. Oohhh!

2005-05-27T20:30:00.000+09:00

The water was cool today, but our passions got heated up later... I swam all the way to the point over there and back. Nice swim! :)

Off to the beach for a swim...

2005-05-27T11:27:00.000+09:00

We're just out the door to 弁天白浜 (Pronounced Ben Ten Shira Hama) One Goddess's White Beach for a swim, so I'll take a couple of photo's, and if anyone wants to see that, just comment or e-mail me and ask for me to post one here. Meanwhile, prospects of recruiting new philosophical heroines and maybe even a hero, too, are looking up over here in the Community/Off Topic Forum, too, so...See you later?

2005-05-27T08:30:00.000+09:00

That's Brain about to take off and Ai will fly next about 1,000 meter descent to LZ in desert as we recall. (This is the photo we used to introduce ourselves on AmiaWorld.net Forum.)

Would you look at this!

2005-05-27T00:44:00.000+09:00

Got a SERIOUS discussion going on now ... hop right in if you dare.

WARNING ... idiots are summarily banned from philosophy forums even from the pseudo-philosophy threads. . . so better not try unless you can make a cohorent argument for your position ... if you have a position that is. LOL.

2005-05-26T18:16:00.000+09:00

Aren't Japanes girls CUTE! I mean aesthetically speaking LOL (Can't say these two have much clothes sense ;) )
Let's spice this up with a few photos!

2005-05-26T18:13:00.000+09:00

The drawing pad May's getting is like this but BIGGER . . . for art pros.
Let's spice this up with a few photos!

2005-05-26T18:11:00.000+09:00

Already brought this home, so May can start using it on her birthday. It'll be the fastest and best one in our house.
Let's spice this up with a few photos!

Meanwhile, on other forums...

2005-05-26T07:55:00.000+09:00

One of my alter egos, Hypatia Theon, a re-incarnation of the semi-mythical, semi-historical, and very beautiful :nod: (See a painting of her here. Warning BIG file.) philosopher has run into thorny moral issues which you can read about in detail here. :eek:

Now, is it ethical for me, as a member of philosophy forums, to offer a grant as described here to other members willing to become philosophical investigators, or should I limit any requests for aid to members who are already NWN gamers, and thus would require no sponsorship from ~E's wife, which some interested parties might label a bribe? :nono:

P.s. If all this seems to down to Earth for this forum, please move it to Pseudophilosophy, a forum ~E has some familiarity with already, nicht wahr? :cool:

Always a controversial (Pseudo)philosospher, here are a couple of ~E's posts on PhilosophyForums.com Could Jesus Have Been a Woman? Self-Observational Active Replication

Re: Let's find more grantees for our Investigate Amia Community Service Award Program :)

2005-05-26T04:11:00.000+09:00

Aw, shucks. Thank you. When life calms down --

I do hope to pursue volunteer work (more of it), games,

and more book reading. So games is up there!

... [ No home addresses posted to blog. ]...

(mail2web - Check your email from the web at http://mail2web.com/.)

Ok, Honey, Got ya!  Well, by running around like a mink in heat

and flirting via comments to other blogs, now the site meter is

up to 25, guess when it hits 100 or so, Pearl can continue

her melodramatic seduction of DM in drag More LUST,

what a sex-exhibit-ish-sin-ist LOL, but we all have our little

character flaws, ne?  So now it appears

there are ulterior motives to continue our blog war rather than

allow Hypatia Theon to succeed in her peace embassy, not that she

has major chances with a megalomaniac like Mr. KING, a.k.a.,

MAGNUM MAN, LOL, guess

those names say it all, not much need of satire there.  Obviously

getting any concessions from such absolutist jingoistic nerds is

right out the window, so what is our end game plan, in other words,

when can we declare victory in this war? Here are three satisfactory

resolutions without any concessions from their side:

1)  Award four or five more community service grants, establishing

a bevy of guardian angles to watch over Amia.

2)  Personally revisit the forums and Entryway to make sure

everything is o.k.

3)  Sadly, Amia is destroyed, so we await Hinotori

(Japanese for Fire Bird or Phoenix) to arise from its ashes and

begin all over again.  What say you to this? Feel free to comment.

LOVE, multiple personalities and the whole family here there and

everywhere!

Let's find more grantees for our Investigate Amia Community Service Award Program :)

2005-05-25T11:49:00.000+09:00

Subject:Amia From:James E. King, III To:Our family's root ISP e-mail address

I would respectfully request that you, your son, and/or your entire family please stop harassing the people on the Amia forums. You are not wanted here any more, and your attempts to involve others just to cause trouble are doing no good other than wasting my valuable time. If you do not stop I will contact your internet service provider and give them all the proof I have accumulated over the past week or two that you are using your account in violation of the terms and conditions of it, and you will lose all your internet access.

Thank you.

Dear James E. King, III,

In this very public reply to your e-mail addressed to our family's real root ISP e-mail address, proving you obviously know precisely how to contact our ISP ... if you ever care to really do so, unlikely since the "proof" of "violation of the terms and conditions" exists in your imagination only ... please allow me to point out that three days after you made your empty threats our internet access is working just fine, thanks. Oh, all except for one minuscule portion of the internet, that is. It seems some deluded individual, perhaps Frey Petermeier, probably misinformed on the true facts of the case, has IP banned every computer in this house from AmiaWorld.net and its game site. Furthermore, it is true in some narrow legalistic sense that you as owner of the computer hosting Amia have a "right" to ban whomever you please for any reason you please (or as in this case, for no reason at all but a whim of vengeful retribution against people with different opinions on how to protect and educate children - by viciously and with malice aforethought first vault wiping the character's lovingly created and nurtured by then booting the player representing their beloved son, who was completely oblivious of our arguments and in violation of none of Amia's laws, rules or codes of conduct. All this without any warning, with no explanation, and of course no chance to appeal your arbitrary decision.) Thus any attempt to bring pressure on you to change a bad policy regarding porno links and cyber tells on a web site forum and in a game frequented by children, must perforce rely on just the sort of lampoon you deem the work of a loon. So far that strategy has succeeded in forcing you to remove your much beloved "team-america" porno link, about which you may recall rejecting a $250.00 "bribe" requesting you to prune that offensive link (Brilliant satire though I found it to be, it was unsuitable for a family site.) then finding that in the increased illumination of my satiric searchlight it melted away like magic.

Sorry that your valuable time is being wasted, James, honey; however, please consider our many attempts to negotiate, to apologize, to make peace offers, and so on. In fact, let's try again right here and now. James, it's quite obvious that both sides of this dispute have strong opinions, have at least at times tendencies to be hard headed and not listen well to others, have made mistakes, and could certainly use a big hug of forgiveness. Don't you even want to consider working out a compromise that satisfies the real needs of both sides? I'm more then willing (My wife is a bit less submissive in nature, but can be encouraged to compromise, too, I'm sure.) to get down on my hands and knees and kiss everyone's feet in humble apology (A cultural technique learned during a few years I spent as a sadu in India.) even those smelly boots Feonir is wearing if we can find him the way he's always fading off into the shadows and all. Phew! Don't Canadians ever change their socks all winter long, and here it's nearly summer? Perhaps you should have listened more closely to Feonir and one or two others before choosing such a limited set of tactics as totalitarian white-hats-angainst-the-black-hats jingoism affords.

LOVE, me or else, but you'll never leave me until Ai leaves you, which won't happen without guarantees of more openness to discussions about handling sex in a family approved way in Amia.

P.s. In the interest of speeding thing up, we've decided to seed out Satsuki's rejected gift (Guess you must have forgotten the old adage about, "Hell hath no fury..."?) as grants to any journalists or public officials who'd like the tools to investigate Amia on line. We'll try to find a few more potential grantees' e-mail addies to add to the list now. Dallas Morning News? Get to it or get scooped by someone like Meryl K. Evans and have that embarrassment blogged all over the internet, too. LOL Hope all you police weren't put off by my Deputy Dawg, lampoon? Sorry, that's not meant to stereotype those of you sincerely into community service.

Re: Contact from meryl.net - Thanks for getting back to me so quickly,want a grant?

2005-05-25T00:35:00.000+09:00

On 5/24/2005 11:24:37 PM, meryl@meryl.net wrote:
> Will respond later -- but wanted to quickly let you know I am a girl, so you were right. :)
> Original Message:
> -----------------
> From: Hypatia Theon hypatia_theon@fastmail.fm Date: Tue, 24 May 2005 20:51:38 +0900
> To: meryl@meryl.net
> Subject: Re: Contact from meryl.net - Thanks for getting back to me so quickly,want a grant?
Well, that's what everyone says, isn't it? Check out this story's moral, for example.
Anyway, Meryl, honey, just send me your shipping address (That won't be posted on line, promise.)
Tell us that you'll look into this, maybe have your little brother help with the gaming action,
And your NWN platinum package is on the way, all expenses on us.

LOVE, Hypatia Theon (Also a girl, according to the history books, anyway.)

\\OOP // & OOC// Looks W-A-Y down at the bottom of the web log....

2005-05-24T23:27:00.000+09:00

Where the site meter has barely reached a mere paltry 17...

*Shakes little head sadly* Seventeen? Is that all? We've got to do better than that before continuing with our MAIN FEATURE...

*Goes to take out the trash* Right?

Re: Contact from meryl.net - Thanks for getting back to me so quickly, want a grant?

2005-05-24T20:51:00.000+09:00

Meryl K. Evans wrote:

I am totally lost as to what all of this is about and I looked at the blog entry...

hypatia_theon@fastmail.fm wrote:
Hypatia Theon has contacted you via meryl.net.

Name: Hypatia Theon
Email: hypatia_theon@fastmail.fm
Organization: BOX TOO SMALL
Comments: http://www.ne.jp/asahi/sweet/song/hypatia_theon_background_and_cordor.htm
Hmm.... Sorry, URL doesn't seem to fit in the box... Also posted this on an obsolete blog page at first try. Sorry, again, quite new to this blogging stuff, as I'm sure you'll quickly see.

Anyway, to finish what was started..

Another creative attempt to solve this conundrum in international internet diplomacy ;)

Well, Meryl, to put it in a nut shell: My passionate samurai wife and my somewhat more philosophical self have severe doubts about what's going on at AmiaWorld.net; (The Web address of the game is 204.11.47.24:5121)
So, having been IP banned for daring to raise the topic of whether encouraging cyber between players by secret tells on a web site where young kids frequently play the game and post to the forum (http://www.amiaworld.net/) was wise or should better be replaced by more open PG sex of the sort families watch together on T.V. or in movies like, e.g., Charlie's Angles Full Throttle, or other acceptable family entertainment, and then vilified and stigmatized in absentia as some crazy loon with no notes in his tune, I've been trying by various e-mails and now with this blog to bring the problem to the attention of folks there in Plano who are in a position to apply the right pressures to fix things ... if indeed they are broken. This is primarily a moral problem rather than strictly a legal one, so the more light shed on the situation, the better, nicht wahr?

Care to apply for one of those grants, Meryl (Was pretty sure yours was a girl's name, but one never can be sure about sex on the internet, ne?) seems like you'd be overqualified, yet perhaps curious?

By the way, if you're not a gamer, better get a kid to help you with the action bits. LOL.

Most respectfully yours, Hypatia Theon

Another creative attempt to solve this conundrum in international internet diplomacy ;)

2005-05-24T19:30:00.000+09:00

*Hypatia Theon, never one to give up on trying to negotiate peace easily, looks up at the Cc: list* Hm... Well, so far The Dallas Morning News and Plano City Government have not exactly shown forth. Perhaps they are in need of resources?

As many of you already know, minimum woman rejected my samurai wife's peace offering of $250.00 USD, choosing to label her kindness as bribery. Sigh! What a BIG GIT!

So that leaves plenty of funds on hand for a few grants to any responsible journalists or city officials who would care to investigate, but can't affort the necessary tools. As you can see, it would cost about $35.00 plus shipping and handling to have Neverwinter Nights Platinum in hand tomorrow. Just contact us for a grant, giving your bona fides and promising to look into the situation, and we'll underwrite the cost of having Amazon.com send you the CDs and CD Keycodes you'll need to install Neverwinter Nights on your computer and boogie right on over to the Docks of Cordor to check things out in person. Fair enough?

Seeking more potential investigators:

>From The City of Plano Texas Plano City News.com:

For additional information or questions about PlanoCityNews.com, contact Deborah Stone, Editor, deborahs@plano.gov .
Please refer all EVENTS CALENDAR information and questions to Phyllis Reese at phyllisr@plano.gov.

Let's add them.

Also from Meryl.net Content Maven's blog notes:

Texas e-Judges

E-savvy Judge Ups Courtroom E-fficiency writes about 11 Collin County Judges who have Web sites that provide docket information, seminar information, court rules, and other matters. Guess what? Collin County is in my backyard in Plano, Texas or AKA that city that is just a smidgen north of Dallas. To make this amazing, the judges have privately funded the effort. Nothing is coming out of taxpayers' pockets. [Link TheShiftedLibrarian]

Let's post this whole log to her log & see what happens.

Your philosophical investigator and servant of "The One," also known in Amia as Ao, Hypatia Theon

Now here was a really silly lost chance, I.M.H.O.

2005-05-24T08:12:00.000+09:00

PayPal
Dear Satsuki XXXXXXXXX,

This email confirms that you have paid jking@prospeed.net (jking@prospeed.net) $250.00 USD using PayPal.

Payment Details
Total: $250.00 USD
Transaction ID: 00154002K4850670A
Item/Product Name: Amia Server Enhancement Fund
Buyer: Satsuki XXXXXXXXX
Message: Please don't misunderstand. I would have done this anyway. Please accept this even if some players in our family do have to be banned for awhile. I'm sure none of them have done any wrong, and that we all have the best interests of Amia in mind. My husband makes this much for just performing a couple of weddings. RP he LOVES doing, too!

Yours the root of Ai Henjin (I really am a samurai)

Sadly, this is rejected as bribery!

Or as the self-styled KING put it:

Satsuki,

I mean no disrespect to you or your family, but I must decline acceptance of this money. It is in violation of our rules to accept money from a banned player. I have no way of validating your identity with respect to the player(s) on my server. The forum posts and online conduct is not what I want to see on Amia. There are plenty of social servers out there which cater to those needs, and while if may happen in private sessions on Amia is is kept between two people and private.

In the future if this ban is lifted, I will consider taking a donation once again, but not before that time.

Good luck,

Jim King

Hmm... sounds polite enough, but the actions belied his words as this King proceeded to violate his own rules with the impunity of every totalitarian ruler. Ignoring his own decrees about how players should be disciplined by DM or staff, this wisher of "Good luck" goes about banning our son, vault wiping his characters and BOOTING him, without any explanation or appeal. This was done purely as vindictive retribution against his parents. Now this coward can't even admit what he has done. For him, Satsuki is a man, there is no son, and those lies now just begun go on, and on, and on, and on....

Sad, isn't it, to have such a BIG GIT ruling AmiaWorld? Except for his totally uncompromising egoism, Hypatia Theon could have negotiatied an agreement to everyone's advantage, and we'd all have moved on long ago. This is all too typical of American "diplomacy" to demand that their rules rule and all who disobey be called outlaws. .

Didn't mean to get carried away there...

2005-05-24T07:36:00.000+09:00

Whew! That's exactly the sort of thing that makes them think we're crazy, but actually we were just testing out our new photo-posting tool... Hee, heh. . . .

There now.

Well, time to get down to Pearl's love life, so let's get on to part one, ne?

But first a word from our sponsor ....

2005-05-24T07:34:00.000+09:00

WHOOO! HOOO!
Let's spice this up with a few photos!

2005-05-24T07:32:00.000+09:00

Would you LOOK at that!
Let's spice this up with a few photos!

2005-05-24T07:31:00.000+09:00

Those war-like jingoists!
Let's spice this up with a few photos!

2005-05-24T07:30:00.000+09:00

To STEP ON ...
Let's spice this up with a few photos!

2005-05-24T07:29:00.000+09:00

Hubby calls on Japanese GIRL POWER!
Let's spice this up with a few photos!

2005-05-24T07:27:00.000+09:00

Meanwhile at work...
Let's spice this up with a few photos!

Let's spice this up with a few photos!

2005-05-24T07:26:00.000+09:00

Back at the wife's country home in the family tokonoma this kabuto and yoroi stand guard with a heirloom katana leaning against the wall beside them. Look like a samurai home to you or not? Sheesh!

Should a site where kids RPG encourage cyber? I say, "No!"

2005-05-24T01:17:00.000+09:00

This is my fundamental point, missed ever time by web mistress minimum woman and her lover the frey guy of bare tech. (Oh, my goodness, did Ai miss spell? Just making an interesting blog 'cuz diplomacy has failed miserably.) They keep raising red herrings like how many people may or may not be posting from our house, whether or not private messages containing cute little images like this or this are obscene violations of their terms of service, whether lampoons violate internet law such that any ISP worth its salt should ban their authors on sight, and whether anyone who disagrees with their totalitarian viewpoint must automatically be another Sadman Insane or perhaps Osamu bin Farkin' around with them ?
What a sorry world many Ameriacns seem to live in compared with we wiser global citizens! This link is many words to the wise. For a couple of examples, note how cheerfully Ai's bard SweetSong kicks off the topic and the immediate agressive response by a Dungeon Master pretending to be an American girl named Rain. Hmm... The contrast between American's (lack of) wisdom and that from other nations continues at length with the topic being hijacked to censorship, and finally a member from Guam quotes (my complaint) and comments,
"'Also, that's a TERRIBLE policy to allow cybering by tells*. I watched over my 13-(at the time now 14)-year-old son's shoulder in some surprise as a member, who still posts frequently on these forums, so I'll not mention names, sent what I'm sure was a mis-tell, "Hello, [censored]!" I'm sure you can guess what was not *ed out, but I usually prefer the softer Elizabethan term, "Cunny" for that part of my anatomy... So... Just wanted to call the kettle [censored]! *Precisely because of the numerous mis-tells. I get them every day.'
yeah i remember that but that Jerk! called everybody that he sent that tell to every player at that time"
Q.E.D. That would mean that every kid playing in Amia at that time received a tell saying, "Hello. C**T!"
Guess that's enough for one post, but there remain a couple of more points to make about American pig headedness, before we get back to our main feature.

Turns out an ASAHI-NET blog would be VERY useful for me at the moment.

2005-05-23T18:56:00.000+09:00

ASAHI Net wrote:

Dear XXXXXXX, Thank you for your email. And thanks as always for your quick and professional reply, XXXXXXX.
We really need more concrete information from you before deciding whether or not we can help you. That's why I'm pointing you here & removing our names from this e-mail, too, since I'm posting all e-mail on this topic to the blog as you can see.
Sending a copy of an email is fine to an extent, but we have no background to go on which makes it difficult to understand the email and difficult to know how to help you. Please could you tell us: - how you think we can help you (in other words, what do you want us to do?) Well, of course I'd like to have my blog on ASAHI-NET, since you're my ISP.
- how do you think using ASAHI Net's BLOG service is going to help you? As I'm sure you can tell, I'm quite new to blogging, so I hope you can guide and advise me on the best ways and means to proceed.
- have you been in contact with the service(s) hosting the game Web site or hosting the mail accounts of the people sending you the email? Of course I have, as I'm sure you can see now, but their response is part of the problem rather than any solution... so far. One always hopes that they will grow a pair of ears and develop common sense sooner or later; meanwhile, I'm just doing the best i can.
If you consider yourself being abused by other Internet users, the first point of contact in order to make a complaint is the company hosting those user's Internet service. If you can't get access to that information and want it, please supply: I've already done so. Please see our blog for full details. By ARIN search the company seems to be OrgName: Bear Technologies Corporation OrgID: BEAR Address: 1410 Summit Ave Address: Suite 6 City: Plano StateProv: TX PostalCode: 75074 Country: US
1. the Web address of the game Web site 204.11.47.24:5121
2. the header of one (only one please) of the emails that you have received. Return-Path: mailto:frey@beartech.com Received:from mda02.asahi-net.or.jp (Postfix)by (atson1mbox) with pddf; Sat, 21 May 2005 03:54:14 +0900 (JST)from mx6.asahi-net.or.jp (mx6 [202.224.39.168])by mda02.asahi-net.or.jp (Postfix) with ESMTP id 4C34F10022367 for mailto:qa3d-wlkn@asahi-net.or.jp; Sat, 21 May 2005 03:54:14 +0900 (JST) from sbmx3.asahi-net.or.jp (sbmx3.asahi-net.or.jp [202.224.39.228]) by mx6.asahi-net.or.jp (Postfix) with ESMTP id 13C58C63B for mailto:qa3d-wlkn@asahi-net.or.jp; Sat, 21 May 2005 03:54:14 +0 from mail-kr.bigfoot.com (211.115.216.228 [211.115.216.228])by sbmx3 (SpamBlock.ps 3.4.81) with ESMTP id mailto:16641F11F5CC444CA8AB3FCE7D733C53131FE9@7of9.Bear-net.net for mailto:qa3d-wlkn@asahi-net.or.jp; Sat, 21 May 2005 03:54:06 +0900from 7of9.Bear-net.net ([204.11.40.69])by BFLITEMAIL-KR4.bigfoot.com (LiteMail v3.03(BFLITEMAIL-KR4)) with SMTP id 0505201712_BFLITEMAIL-KR4_416617_77898398; Fri, 20 May 2005 17:23:26 -0400 EST Return-Receipt-to:"Frey Petermeier" mailto:Frey@BearTech.com Message-ID:mailto:16641F11F5CC444CA8AB3FCE7D733C53131FE9@7of9.Bear-net.net X-From-Domain: beartech.com X-From-EMAIL: frey@beartech.com Is that enough?
How to find email headers http://www.asahi-net.or.jp/en/guide/grabhdrs.html
I will then investigate, and send you any contact information I find so that you can contact the relevant services. Been there. Done that. Hope you'll have better luck. :)
I look forward to your reply. Then you must be a happy guy about now? :D Me, too. LOL
Regards, XXXXXXXXX Don't see any reason for posting our names on line at this time especially in view of these suspicious facts: First, Frey claims he complained to my ISP (He knew both my IP # and Asahi-net E-mail address.) the day before I sent you this request, but . . . Second, although Frey bad mouths Asia Pacific Networks, last time I e-mailed hostmaster@arin.net he replied in less than 24 hours, so... Finally, I've offered to provide Frey with one of our keitai denwa numbers to call; however, so far . . . I'm going to send this now in hopes of catching you working late at the office, remembering how some years ago when I ran the local Mitsubishi Shipyard & Engine Works company language training program, it was a matter of course for everyone to try to work later than the guy at the next desk and then all go drinking together afterwards. Don't suppose that's changed, has it? :P If this does miss you tonight, I'll post a few more thoughts for your consideration after bath and dinner. It's been a long day with my samurai wife displacing her anger at internet chicanery into an all out attack against clutter around our house using me to cart off about a ton of dead bodies. :D ASAHI Net =========================================================== ASAHI Net English Customer Service E-mail: eap-net@asahi-net.or.jp Tel : 0570-01-3522 - for calls from a fixed telephone line. 03-3569-3522 - for calls from PHS, cell phone or public phone. Tel support hours are Monday-Friday, 10:00am-5:00pm, excluding national holidays and ASAHI Net holidays. Fax : 03-3569-3501 Web : http://asahi-net.jp/en/ Post : 8F Asahi Bldg,Ginza 6-6-7,Chuo-ku,Tokyo-to 104-0061 ============================================================

I hereby formally announce the creation of my web log to bring your hypocrisy to the attention of as many other concerned parents as possible...

2005-05-23T12:21:00.000+09:00

Cease your emails to me.

This is ridiculous. This issue is over. You are a loon. You are all these people, and you are in serious need of mental help.

You are impersonating a Police Officer, and I am forwarding everything we have to a REAL Plano investigator who I've contacted personally on this matter.

I am also sending emails to your ISP, and I would send something to the abuse address listed under the Asia Pacific network but of course we all know that will do no good. Its obvious you've completely lost your grip on reality, and we're much more interersted in protecting our clients and those that frequent our websites from people like YOU.

We are IP banning you from our network completely.

Regards,

Frey

From: Pearl Long [mailto:LongZhenZhu@Bigfoot.com]
Sent: Friday, May 20, 2005 11:16 AM
To: Frey Petermeier
Cc: Teresabr@plano.gov; admin@xenocorp.net; dave.sorter@scntx.com; ldallen@dallasnews.com; rappleton@dallasnews.com; lball@dallasnews.com; Takeo Takei; Jim King; paladinofsune@yahoo.co.uk; chemicle_nova@hotmail.com; dyojimbo@hotmail.com; grymia@rogers.com; whiteknights411@aol.com; fafrey@xenocorp.net
Subject: Words to the wise... or are they hopeless fools? Only time will tell.

Dear Frey,

    Not only have I disobeyed your order to "Cease your emails to me." as I'm sure you most fervently hoped would happen by some miracle, but I hereby formally announce the creation of my web log to bring your hypocrisy to the attention of as many other concerned parents as possible until we can establish for certain that no more cyber sex tells are being inflicted upon defenseless minors at your bdsm harboring web site with it's Temple of Pain and sadistic Dungeon Masters skilled in inflicting unearned punishments upon innocent children.

    Whether or not I am a loon is not the issue, although time will tell as I continue the publish each e-mail on the internet. All the mental help necessary is at our disposal, thanks for your concern, and as for how many people answer the phone here, you've displayed your cowardice by your failure to find out. My "impersonation" of a police officer, which didn't appear to mislead the guardians of AmiaWorld from truth for more than a few minutes, is a perfectly legitimate literary device know as a lampoon. One target of our satire is the woeful lack of effectiveness by responsible public officials in Plano, Texas at dealing with the viper in their midst. As for your claim that you contacted an investigator, that's given the lie with each passing hour your "REAL Plano investigator" fails to make any attempt to ask me questions, or is he as skillful at using e-mail as my "Police Officer" wasn't?

    Neither has my ISP expressed any concern about my activities, although I recently contacted them for additional support in my campaign to rid the internet of your nefarious exploitation of the weak. As for the effectiveness of your IP ban, let me just say to Grymia how sorry that I felt to see how forlorn that comment of "hilarious" looks out of context now that Kanto has purged Navi's history of chastity jock straps. 'nuff said?

Regards, Pearl & Ai

A few of Hypatia Theon's Recent Letters

2005-05-23T08:54:00.000+09:00

Subject: Last peaceful emissary before hostilities begin? Date: 5/18/2005 2:40 AM
Well, would you look at what ARIN found @ Server IP: 204.11.47.24:5121
　

Search results for: ! NET-204-11-40-0-1
　

OrgName: Bear Technologies Corporation
OrgID: BEAR
Address: 1410 Summit Ave
Address: Suite 6
City: Plano
StateProv: TX
PostalCode: 75074
Country: US

NetRange: 204.11.40.0 - 204.11.47.255
CIDR: 204.11.40.0/21
NetName: BEAR-TECH
NetHandle: NET-204-11-40-0-1
Parent: NET-204-0-0-0-0
NetType: Direct Allocation
NameServer: NS1.BEARTECH.NET
NameServer: NS2.BEARTECH.NET
NameServer: NS3.BEARTECH.NET
Comment:
RegDate: 2005-01-26
Updated: 2005-01-26

TechHandle: YY59-ARIN
TechName: Yeager, Yogi
TechPhone: +1-972-424-7086
TechEmail: yogi@beartech.com

OrgTechHandle: YY59-ARIN
OrgTechName: Yeager, Yogi
OrgTechPhone: +1-972-424-7086
OrgTechEmail: yogi@beartech.com

Search results for: N . XENOCORP

CustName: Xenocorp, Inc.
Address: 2918 Lakewood Dr
City: Garland
StateProv: TX
PostalCode: 75042
Country: US
RegDate: 2005-03-07
Updated: 2005-03-07

NetRange: 204.11.47.16 - 204.11.47.31
CIDR: 204.11.47.16/28
NetName: XENOCORP
NetHandle: NET-204-11-47-16-1
Parent: NET-204-11-40-0-1
NetType: Reassigned
Comment:
RegDate: 2005-03-07
Updated: 2005-03-07

TechHandle: YY59-ARIN
TechName: Yeager, Yogi
TechPhone: +1-972-424-7086
TechEmail: yogi@beartech.com

OrgTechHandle: YY59-ARIN
OrgTechName: Yeager, Yogi
OrgTechPhone: +1-972-424-7086
OrgTechEmail: yogi@beartech.com

So Hypatia Theon is guessing that e-mail addressed to yogi@beartech.com is still "in house"
or close enough that it's still possible to negotiate a satisfactory solution to all this?
Surely Texas has laws about cybering with kids, and our son's uncle, a retired U.S. Justice Dept. lawyer, just happens to live there, too. Perhaps, Jim would listen to reason if I e-mailed or phoned him, and had him whisper a few words of wisdom in Yogi's ears?
Just a thought, and our son's uncle, who loves him very much and being a millionaire,
sends us $20,000 every X-mas as a gift towards his education, etc., is a very cool guy,
so we could still consider that keeping things in the family, ne?
What do you say to this last idea of mine towards a peaceful resolution?
The point you're all missing is that this isn't about your right to ban Pearl Dragon, et. al.
Fine, go ahead, if you want, she was doing her best to be a good Amian citizen, as she saw it,
But who's to say whether she's seeing clearly? Everybody gets that subjective distortion, ne?
Here IS the point. Our son is still playing on Amia, and, as his parents,
we just want to be sure the playground is wholesome. This means:
1) No links to porn on the forums, please!
2) A policy of actively discouraging cybering in tells - or any other way - in game.
(There are a huge number of places for adults to cyber. Let them leave the game and
go there if they really MUST. Personally I believe, being very experienced at cyber
in appropriate settings, that one reaches a creative ceiling eventually and wants to
transcend mere eroticism to writing that can be understood on different levels by readers
with different sophistication. If you believe otherwise, fine. Just keep your cyber to
adult sites and your legitimate role play to Amia.)
3) Only a suggestion, but you might re-consider how sanctions are imposed, as this banning, for example.
Well, being banned is a good incentive for us (husband and wife) to concentrate on other joint creative projects, so let's get this finished, and move on people.

LOVE, Hypatia Theon, et. al.

Subject: Game, Set, Match! Date: 5/18/2005 2:41 PM

Ai Henjin wrote: <------ A whole lot of wickedly funny stuff, of course I know all too well 'cuz I was helping her, but now she's gone downstairs in a really bad mood after looking at that America, F**k Yeah video again. She's saying, "Here in Japan it's a big problem of 少女 with 13-year-old girls selling their bodies. I don't want our son playing on that kind of web site;" however, unfortunately, our son is in no mood to leave, and we're not prepared to ban his current favorite game for no fault on his part, so that's why you're gonna have to clean up your act but fast! ... & Ai just got this auto-response from Frey@BearTech.com Hello, I am out of the office in training today Tuesday May 17th and will return to the office Thursday, May19th. If you need technical assistance, please email support@beartech.com, or contact us directly @ 972-424-7086. 　 Frey Petermeier Network Technician 1410 Summit Ave, Suite 6 Plano, TX 75074 972.424.7086 Fax - 972.379.4929 www.BearTech.com LAN / WAN Network Services Internet Service Provider Message from: Frey@BearTech.com Message to: AiHenjin@Bigfoot.com Attached files: 0 Attached files size: 0 　 "Don't try to be a great man, just be a man. Let History make its own judgment." So this is a good time to point out that Jim was less than completely honest when he wrote to me that "I apologize to the people at Bear Technologies who have received this, because it really has nothing to do with them," and then proceeded to Cc: Frey Petermeier, which worked out well, since now we have a name, a date, and phone number for my brother in Texas to call. During our thankfully-well-transcended, bad-ole cybering days, when we held that rare royal flush that can never be out bluffed, we learned the strategy of using the truth wisely and tactic of never making a claim you can't back up when the cards fall. Thought you Americans invented poker. Belive it people, ya got 'til Thursday, May19th, Texas time, to put our Amian house in order before my brother calls Frey Petermeier @ 972-424-7086 and makes him an offer he's not gonna refuse. LOVE, Hypatia Theon, who prayed succussful for the blessing of Ao. "The one" also 青 ao is Japanese for green. Subject: Re: I hope they lift the ban soon! Date: 5/19/2005 4:13 AM On 5/19/2005 1:21:50 AM, Ryan Phillips (dark_esper102@yahoo.com) wrote: > 0o You were BANNED?!?! WTF?! That sucks! My poor partner (or partners,
> seeing as how you all play at once, lol) Well, if this is the case, then I
> will stop and wait for a bit until you can get back on. I will just play
> on one of my social servers until then. ^^;;
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>
>
> I hope they lift the ban soon!

Hi, Ryan/Shadow,

Hope I can consider you a true friend/partner to whom I can turn for some help and advice in one of the worst emotional crisis I've seen yet in a long and far from conventional life. At the moment I'm alone at the keyboard. This is just a quick note to ask you a couple of questions that I hope you'll get back to me on soon while I'm installing and learning the basics of Microsoft© FrontPage - a program which should help me create the necessary web pages for posting this whole nasty story to our personal ftp site that we've just used to store SweetSong's images so far. How hard can it be really? Look at all the kids who make web pages and blogs and what have you, ne?

1) Wouldn't you just go ahead and take down AmiaWorld now if you were in my shoes since I've got personal evidence of the most utterly convincing first-hand nature that the owner and a few other top dogs are sexual sadists of the worst kind that deliberately and with cold-blooded malice committed rape and murder of a 14-year-old child. I mean my own son, to whom I haven't been able to talk for hours after he had an hours-long private conference with his favorite teacher that paid a special visit to our house to try and help him understand things. That's how society works in Japan in times of severe problems. Not sure if American's do things this way? Anyway, now that they vault wiped my son's account, so that when he tried to log, he could just see that all his over a dozen AmiaWorld characters were totally gone, then when he quickly made a new one and clicked play just got a message "BOOTED!" Same as with me, there was no e-mail message explaining why. How the hell could there be since he's a totally innocent bystander? He told me he's got a friend there called Solar, so he's sure Solar will help. I'm pretty sure that's Takeo Takei. Hey, I said I know his e-mail (I'm gonna add that to this message as a Cc: now in case it might help.) is on the web site. We browsed to AmiaWorld, where no one is ever banned from the forum without good reason? Of course, my son, who's only ever posted there once to introduce himself and his first character, was unable to log on there, too. We did find a post by Takeo and my son, who knows how to use MSM already 'cuz he messages other kids from all around the world in Japanese and English. - Damn kids learn fast, don't they? He's only had the computer since his birthday, April 24th! I can't use messenger myself yet. Never really wanted to since e-mail works fine.

2) Whew! That was kind of long for question one, so I'm gonna just do a couple more lines, run the spell check and click send. Sorry, this is a bit incoherent, but maybe you've picked up why by now. Who the hell do these child-molesting perverts think they are? Why have they done such a monstrous thing to our son while at the same time stupidly removing our only worldly reason for not going public? There's little point any more in asking for the intervention of my brother in Texas, who I was gonna recruit as an on-the-spot Hypatia embodiment because he's a retired lawyer and as a multi-millionaire by far the richest relative I've got plus a far more sensible person than yours truly not to even mention that he loves kids and totally dotes on my son, so I thought.... Argg! I can do any kind of nasty stuff that needs doing myself, thanks! All that sways my hand now is the knowledge of the dozens of other innocent bystanders who enjoy AmiaWorld as it stands communication flaws and all, so the spiritual side of me says, "Forgive and Forget. Go for your own personal growth. Succor your family. Kids are resilient. Lick your wounds." Then the side my samurai wife knows quite well as it was born of her replies, "Don't be a wussy you friggin' pussy. You have as much moral obligation to cleanse the world of such an abomination. Cut them down!" Well, obviously, as in all such cases, courage is required to follow either path, and wisdom to chose which way to go from here.

What say you, friend or foe, advice to guide my feet, a willing sword to guard my back?

Yours .... Looks like Hypatia may be stepping down, so do I need a new character to play this role, even .... Gasp! .. My true self *looks around* whoever that is...

P.s. "...one of my social servers until then..." Which one? (I've never done any on-line rp but Amia, though.) Maybe we could meet there? If so, which character should I come as?

Subject: How about negotiating a cease fire, or even, GASP! ... a peaceful end to all hostilities? Date: 5/20/2005 1:50 AM

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To all whom where copied on this message: I would be more than willing to talk ... (Please scroll down to the bottom for peace offening if you're too busy to read all the background material.)
　

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From: Ai Henjin [mailto:AiHenjin@Bigfoot.com]
Sent: Thursday, May 19, 2005 12:06 AM
To: Teresabr@plano.gov; admin@xenocorp.net; Frey@BearTech.com; webpk@cox.net; dave.sorter@scntx.com; ldallen@dallasnews.com; rappleton@dallasnews.com; lball@dallasnews.com
Cc: Takeo Takei; Jim King; paladinofsune@yahoo.co.uk; chemicle_nova@hotmail.com; dyojimbo@hotmail.com; grymia@rogers.com; whiteknights411@aol.com
Subject: How can a foreigner obtain help from American police for sadistic harrassment of children by a web site hosted in your town?

Dear Police Person, ( And so on.. .)

　

You know since that last hot reply you received from Ai Henjin, a character whose temper I'm sure you're now all too familiar with, there has been this to consider:
　

Oh, LZZ,

I read through your emails.
And cried.

There is too much in them. Too much hate, too much hurt, too much menace.
Please stop it. Stop the emails, stop fueling the fire. Please stay away from the dark side.
It is not too late to take the pacifist approach, and over time, I hope the "ban" will be lifted.

In the meantime, take a break, or check out some other servers.
I really enjoyed "Narc's Bonds of Blood" - not as heavy in the role playing, but I really liked the way they "tweaked" the NWN rules.
eg. Spot and Hide really count for something - when enemies meet, they freeze while "initiative" is calculated.
Let me know if you want to try it out... you can meet Laird Forrest.

- - g
　
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Not much chance of g's optimistic hope for a pacifist approach you might say, but please allow me to introduce:

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Hypatia daughter of Theon was respected by the whole city of Alexandria for her wisdom in spiritual matters as well has her deep knowledge of mathematics and astronomy, having made contributions to the analysis of conic sections and construction of the astrolabe for measuring the position of stars and planets. None of this saved her from the lynch mob of Christian fanatics who, jealous of her superior understanding of "The One," accused her of witchcraft and dragged her from her chariot as she was riding peacefully home one day. Then they flayed her alive using bits of broken pottery and sharpened seashells. Rare sports those early Jesus freaks, eh?

After a few hundred years in soulful communion with her beloved "One," Hypatia Theon found herself drawn once again into human form, this time in the world of Amia, where she eventually showed up as so many adventurers have before her on the docks of Cordor, City of infinite dreams . . . and nightmares. Because of her spiritual karma, Hypatia Theon, of course, has a monk's wisdom as well as a cleric's healing hand. As in her previous existence, Hypatia Theon has great interest in philosophy, but being newly reborn, will have to begin those philosophical investigations anew by engaging in dialogs with various denizens of Cordor and other Amian cities to compile the spiritual and philosophical knowledge currently available in this land so that her own wisdom and spiritual insight might grow apace.

Of course, Hypatia Theon's God is "The One," perhaps best known to Amian clerics as Ao. As a philosopher at heart, she's lawful and her alignment is neutral; however, naturally she'll only practice good spells. Some might consider it a slight handicap to her advancement in Amia that she is absolutely opposed to taking life and so can only join parties in a non-combatant role, with the exception of turning undead, it being a moot point whether there's any harm in taking a zombie's life since it has died at least once already. Hypatia Theon is more than willing to support others in a healing role and ever eager to listen to their spiritual insights and philosophical musings.

Although breathtakingly beautiful, Hypatia Theon has absolutely no interest in romance and has several sharp comments to discourage would-be Casanovas as well as instructive examples of how so called "love" is a nonsensical distraction from life's true purpose of breaking free from the illusions of this material world to reach that divine part of us, our soul, which connects us all to "The One."

Who is a character more than willing to undertake seemingly hopeless tasks of peace negotiations:

Hypatia_Theon
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Joined: 04 May 2005
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Posted: May 04 2005 Post subject: Amian diplomacy in action.

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Negotiating with kobolds:

After Ther'al directs Hypatia to Cordor's library, he delivers some parcels and then meets her there. During their ensuing discussion, she proposes negotiating with kobolds instead of just killing them.

Hypatia Theon: Ah.. there you are again, Ther'al.. How did your deliveries go?
Ther'al Al'dara: Well indeed, and i got a lot of tips..
Hypatia Theon: Sorry.. I just lose track of time in a library..
Ther'al Al'dara: *chuckles* Well, i am going to start a hunting party, care to join me?
Hypatia Theon: "Tips"? You learned some useful information?
Ther'al Al'dara: Nay lass. . . . i got moola.
Hypatia Theon: Hunting? It's against my beliefs to kill innocent beings, sorry..
Ther'al Al'dara: Well, actually, they are not innocent.
Hypatia Theon: If you can use my services as a healer, though...
Ther'al Al'dara: I hear that they have killed many a traveler. Hmm yes, we could use a healer.
Hypatia Theon: We are all innocent in the eyes of "The One" *Nods*
Ther'al Al'dara: Hmm, of course! *is obviously confused* Shall we go then?
Hypatia Theon: Sure. I have a few healing skills and protective spells at your disposal. *Notes his confusion* You're not interested in spiritual matters?
Ther'al Al'dara: Aye, aye. i shall keep you safe, you just make sure i don't get any blood on my armor. Of course i am..
Hypatia Theon: I have a spell for that I believe.. let's see..
Ther'al Al'dara: interested in..spiritual matter..
Hypatia Theon: Shield of Faith.. That might help..
Ther'al Al'dara: I follow...uh..Torm is it? why yes! yes Torm, of course i follow Torm.
Hypatia Theon: You follow Torm?
Ther'al Al'dara: Yes..Yes i do *smiles, happy because he remembered a good god* i am a paladin that fights the evil!
Hypatia Theon: I'd like to hear some of Torm's teachings ... when you have time to explain them to me..
Ther'al Al'dara: *smirks* Why of course.
Hypatia Theon: So you believe in subduing evil by force?
Ther'al Al'dara: Nay, but if i must, i will.
Hypatia Theon: But force is in itself evil, is it not?
Ther'al Al'dara: Like we will try and persuade these kobolds to stop their attacking. Yes, you must fight evil with evil.
Hypatia Theon: Thus you are compounding evil in your work, right?
Ther'al Al'dara: Yes. Only if i must, then i ask Torm to forgive me. Shall we go?
Hypatia Theon: But two evils in their confrontation may often inflict harm on innocent bystanders.. That's one reason I try to avoid use of force...
Ther'al Al'dara: Yes. As do i. Now let us try and persuade these kobolds to stop their violence.
Hypatia Theon: So? You are eager to be off on this hunt, then, Ther'al?
Ther'al Al'dara: Yes, i grow tired of being coped up in a boat then this city.
Hypatia Theon: Yes. By all means... Let's negotiate with these "evil" kobolds.. Perhaps some of them may turn out not to be so evil..
Ther'al Al'dara: Hopefully.

Setting on their mission of peace with high hopes and picking up Andrea, an animal trainer, along the way, Ther'al's diplomatic mission reaches Kobold Caverns:

Ther'al Al'dara: *chuckles* We mean no harm! Better stop..
Hypatia Theon: Killing living beings is absolutely against my principles.
Ther'al Al'dara: Fine!
Hypatia Theon: Oh! Blood everywhere..
Andrea Travast: Good Arvash!
Ther'al Al'dara: *grumbles holding his side*
Hypatia Theon: How brutal!
Ther'al Al'dara: *pulls out a arrow from his chest* I need better armor..
Andrea Travast: You ok?
Hypatia Theon: I have none myself.
Ther'al Al'dara: I'll live..For a while. *limps slightly*
Hypatia Theon: That's all anyone can do..
Andrea Travast: Whew!
Hypatia Theon: Hey kobolds?
Ther'al Al'dara: Well i tried talking to them a while back.
Hypatia Theon: Oh.. They're all dead..
Ther'al Al'dara: They didn't listen.
Ther'al Al'dara: And i don't like having a arrow sticking out of my neck
Hypatia Theon: No chance to negotiate.. What a shame..
Ther'al Al'dara: Yes.
Hypatia Theon: Events happen so quickly out here in the field..
Ther'al Al'dara: Don't attack us.. We come to talk.
Hypatia Theon: Doesn't it remind you of that saying, "The map is not the territory." I mentioned earlier at the mapmakers?
Ther'al Al'dara: Damn... Get back. Get back.
Hypatia Theon: Hello, kobolds. Please don't fight..
Ther'al Al'dara: Get back.. Run! Gah!
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Bwahahaha! Durn shame I wasn't there to spice things a bit with actual interaction instead of the automatic NPC reactions.

Very amusing though, very
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Posted: May 05 2005 Post subject: Not everyone is amused . . .

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Kanto wrote:
Bwahahaha! Durn shame I wasn't there to spice things a bit with actual interaction instead of the automatic NPC reactions.

Very amusing though, very

Well, it's good at least one person enjoyed Hypatia, who persisted in her pacifism in the face of the cruel realities of Amian life... and death, even her own. Here a drow makes a public display of goodness by healing a wounded bystander while seeking to recruit members for a mission of non-mercy to the lair of some cultists:

Mathak Elg'carin: yes i'm back a man layed on the floor bleeding i cured him
Hypatia Theon: Curing seems a worthy pasttime.. Help .. instead of splashing blood far and wide.
Mathak Elg'carin: what do you mean
Hypatia Theon: Torm would surely smile on this? So what is it you seek again? I seek knowledge myself..
Mathak Elg'carin: i have been requested to go into the cultists lair and find some sort of a book
Hypatia Theon: Torm is a god of healing and not bloodshed is he not?
Mathak Elg'carin: but i think we have to kill some cultist's to get the book
Hypatia Theon: Don't you agree, Ther'al?
Mathak Elg'carin: will you help me or not?
Hypatia Theon: Perhaps we could try to persuade them to give us the book?
Mathak Elg'carin: are you nuts they're cold blooded killers they will kill first and not ask after
Hypatia Theon: Surely negotiation is preferable to willy nilly slaughter?
Hypatia Theon: What makes you so sure they're incapable of a change of heart? Perhaps if we set a good example for them? Met them with kindness rather than killing?
Mathak Elg'carin: i've fought them before and i didn't even know was their lair they just ran into me and kicked my butt
Hypatia Theon: Of course if you approach them with large glowing swords, they're bound to feel a wee bit threatened, aren't they? Wouldn't you?

Unfortunately, not everyone is amused; however, Kanto, it would appear that over in the History & Lore Forum Hypatia_Theon is about to be ostracized for being too, err..., historical?

*Brews a potion of hemlock* Perhaps this will taste less bitter if I sweeten it with a dollop of gallows humor?

So, what's it to be - large glowing swords and hemlock, or is there a more peaceful way to resolve our current conflict?
Each side sees the other as having committed inexcusable wrongs. On your side, you feel that your "rules" have been desecrated beyond redemption.
Ours is offended by the lack of honor in violating our child's innocence.
Hm... So far the table seems rather bare of peace offerings; however, for our part we have noted several positive indications of growth at AmiaWorld.
For instance, that offensive Team-America video, which, wickedly witty satire though it was, did contain overt pornography, has been purged -
By the way, that was the only request Satsuki included with her strings-free donation of $250.00 towards a new server CPU. -
Also, there seemed an increasing openness in forum discussion last time we were able to look, so that's not a bad outcome from a historical perspective free of ego involvement.
Do you suppose it's possible for the Admin/DM side to allow that it was excessive to visit punishment for the sin's of the parents unto the next generation?
Even if the characters have been totally wiped from the vault, it's merely necessary for a good DM like Kanto, or perhaps Solar wouldn't mind volunteering,
to meet with him for a rebuild. He'll remember all the necessary details to do that quite quickly, I'm sure. In return, well what's out of the bag can't be returned,
but newspapers don't always prefer sad stories. Sometimes, a happy ending makes good news, too, and there'd be no need to blog a dead horse all over the internet.

Truly yours, Hypatia Theon, with prayers for peace to "The One," known in this world as God almighty and in Amia as Ao.

Subject: Re: "...perhaps we'll see what arises out of that particular..." Date: 5/22/2005 3:17 AM

Frey Petermeier wrote:
I've relayed your intentions (This refers to an international phone call from Jim to show him that he actually punished an innocent child by talking to us, his parents.) to my Boss, and perhaps we'll see what arises out of that particular.

Regardless, you cannot access any of MY networks, which includes AMIA (So then there's no way to prove to us that you've actually changed the policy on cyber tells, is there now?) and the AMIA forums. (How much of Japan have you cut off?)

Have a great night :)

Dear Frey,

This is the husband of the kichigai fufu (crazy couple in Japanese) who did have a wonderful if rather l-o-n-g day performing seven weddings for my company in another city several hours from here by train and bus. Western style weddings in Japan, now there's real theater for you, and our music is fantastic, too. Not that I'm merely a professional actor and musician. I also have a minister's license, so that I could legally preform weddings in any state in America, for example, though I'd have to meet each State's particular legal requirements, such as registering with the county clerk, or ascertaining that both bride and groom have passed a blood test, and so on. Which brings up the interesting point of how laws, rules, regulations, protocols, customs, lore, legends, and what have you vary from place to place and time to time. For my part, the moral aspect is important. The very few times a couple has asked me whether I'm really a minister, I've been able to answer, "Yes. I'm both an ordained minister and a born-again Christian," because both those facts are true. From my viewpoint, it seems that you Americans are hiding your moral bankruptcy behind a smokescreen of provincial legalisms.

That's where Player/Characters like Hypatia Theon come in very handy. Don't know how much you know about her, Frey, but let's just say that she's good at clarifying issues. Taking a close look at this one, it's hard to see what you're offering us to restrain LongZhenZhu/Pearl Dragon from spreading her legs and AmiaWorld's dirty laundry all over the internet via blogs. As a disinformation specialist herself, Pearl has noticed quite a bit of obfuscating bs from your side of the Pacific Ocean. Now that the owner of Amia World has had her panties pulled down to reveal that the minimum woman underneath is a cowardly, vindictive bitch of a spoiled queen who's unfit to lead a pie-baking contest, it would seem in our best interest to either let The Perils of Pearl become our essay into the blog sphere and internet lampoonery, or take up the offer of the Internet Inquirer. to produce a feature double-truck exposè.

Never-the-less, the guy behind Hypatia, also a philosopher, at least of the arm chair variety, is proud of his samurai wife, who's seeping downstairs at the moment, it being well after midnight now, and proud of his bi-cultural son, who's sleeping upstairs in the special garret under the roof we've built for his private retreat. Certainly it would seem unwise to give you our home phone number, as like as not you'd do something totally nasty with it such as have everybody in your company spam us with nuisance calls all day long, or some such. What I'm thinking is perhaps one of our keitai denwa (Japanese cell phones) but I've got another full day of work coming up and will need mine for business. My wife loves chatting on the phone, so, if you want to call her, let me know, and I'll ask her if that's o.k. before I leave for work in a few hours, provided you have something on offer besides merely trying to gather information to use against us.

You know, one fool in Amia World, probably it was Ravena, said he was sure I didn't have a ninja for a wife. Of course, not. She's a modern day samurai housewife. What if a girl in your town said her father was a sheriff and that her cowboy grandfather had raised her with cowgirl skills like shooting a rifle, skinning a deer, and that she even had her own horse. People in Japan might find that wildly improbable, yet there could be several such ladies not so far from you there in Plano, Texas. LOL. Well, here in Japan it's the same with samurai. Ask my wife about her original artwork, or the anime screenplay treatments she's sold to Japanese television, or how she feels about guys who take out their frustrations on our innocent son, or what her reaction was upon seeing that both Team America, with BLATANTLY PORNOGRAPHIC content, and cybering by tells, with all the attendant dangers she knows from personal experienes, were condoned by the management of AmiaWorld, or even whether she has any sense of humor.

Gotta get to bed, but a word from the wise, "If you want to negotiate, bring something to the table that will make our son happy and provide all of us guarantees." It CAN be done, with wisdom.

Have a great day ;-) Hypatia Theon

Subject: The clock is ticking and lot's of us on the Bcc: list have been wondering... Date: 5/22/2005 7:47 AM

Dear people that be in a position to decide whether to negotiate or blog it out all over the internet,

Just in case, thought to remind you of the time.

Because now's a good time for people in America to get together on this, and over there in Japan it must be nearly time for whoever to go to work, nicht wahr?

Of course, a lot of us on the Bcc: list are behind a reasonable attempt to negotiate a truce, but as things stand now at AmiaWorld.net how are we supposed to . . .

Just saying is all.

Did you know about this bit of intro to Deputy Dog? Never was e-mailed before just posted on the forum, but, of course, those in the know knew enough to ban the first Deputy Dog profile before he could even post word one, so I'm sure that... - Oh, by the way, isn't Texas law like the rest of the U.S. where public officials can be legitimately lampooned, within the limits of good taste naturally, and we could always ask the Chief of Police, no I mean the REAL ONE, whether or not libel laws have been broken or other crimes committed using his name or Lois Lane's. He may have been hand picked by "The One," or Ao in Amia and The Lord in Texas, because as it says here:
　

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Chief Rushin began his career as a Deputy Sheriff in Illinois. He is also a former FBI Agent, who served in the Washington, D.C. area during his tenure. Chief Rushin has a Bachelors Degree in Law Enforcement Administration from Western Illinois University and a Master of Science degree in Human Relations and Business from Amber University.

Chief Rushin holds a Certificate in Public Management from the University of Texas at Dallas. He is a graduate of the FBI Academy, the FBI National Academy, the Southwestern Legal Foundation痴 School of Supervision, the Senior Management Institute for Police, and the FBI Law Enforcement Executive Development Program.

Chief Rushin is active in his community. He serves on several Boards of Directors, is a member of Rotary, and coaches youth sports. He is a member of the International Association of Chiefs of Police (Legislative Committee), the Texas Police Chiefs Association (Legislative Committee), and is the new President of the North Texas Police Chiefs Association.

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Subject: Re: Words to the wise... or are they hopeless fools? Only time will tell. Date: 5/22/2005 7:16 PM

O.K. then Getting ready to BLOG!

　
*over in the corner Hypatia Theon sits shaking her head and muttering* What else did you expect? Just consider:

1) You haven't offered any other options.

2) There's no way to confirm that you aren't precisely what you claim not to be, and our worst fears say you are.

3) Throwing our whole dispute into Blog Space ... who knows where this will lead?

*Hypatia looks up to the subject "Re: Words to the wise... or are they hopeless fools? Only time will tell."* Ah, yes. Truer words may have been spoken, but . . .

*Hypatia looks over to the muse corner where Ai Henjin is in conference with (Ah. with who?)* If the bannings hadn't happened, eventually there was gonna be an in depth interview investigating the thornier issues of our Amian reality and our so-called "real" existences in this OOC world, which is at a deeper level a sub set of the OOP world, which is in turn subsumed in certain logical conundrums touched on in Gödel's Incompleteness Theorem ...(those are just superficial summarized explanations, hard-core nerds look here!) ... (personally I cut my teeth on this English translation) ...(But you do have to bear in mind) ...now with the aforementioned caveats firmly in place ...

HT (Hypatia Theon): Ai, honey, could you answer just one or two questions before turning LongZhenZhu/Dragon Pearl loose?
　

AH (Ai Henjin): Why sure, Hypatia, but Ai doesn't exactly control those players and characters even such as yourself each has a separate reality within the one as who should know better than you?
　

HT: Ah, point taken, but could you provide a simple image for non-philosophers to grab ahold of?
　

AH: How about this? Imagine a sphere of say a few light years diameter centered on Earth, wherein some OOC people believe Amia is fully contained, were raised oh a few million degrees Kelvin, to pick an arbitrary way of measuring a very small event in the overall scheme of things, ne?
　

HT: *Visibly shaken* That would be the end of Amia and all other artifacts of human civilization, not to mention every other extension of Gaia's dna-based thoughts, I suppose?
　

AH: Come on now, Hypatia, how can you of all re-incarnated myths show such little faith in "The One"? Surely these mere mathematical formulations our best Earthly cosmologists have been able to approach "the laws of physics or hypothetical extensions into inflation theory" with don't constitute shackles binding truth to the walls of these dismal dungeons, do they now? You don't really think the universe would forget how to do it, or the like, again, do you?
　

HT and AH: *Intoning together in harmony like unto that of the spheres* The One, Ao, The Holy Ghost, it's turtles all the way down. *Smiles*
　

OOP \\ So, being too cowardly to make a phone call and discover how wrong you already knew you were was merely a predictable continuation of the extreme pig-headedness you've been displaying consistently all along. Bravo! You girlie-guys are totally staying in the character of the idiots you were born into! And what... are you thinking about while we're all waiting to see Pearl Dragon get laid by DM in drag, More LUST, upstairs in that locked room at the Nomad tavern in Cordor?
　

Drum, doom, dump, dumb! *The band plays on with melodramatic cacophony*
　

LOVE, (Yeah, love every second of it!) Pearl Long
　

Preview of our coming attraction

2005-05-22T22:43:00.000+09:00

(After a hard course of adventures together, slaughtering plague victims in the sewers and kobolds in caves, Morder Lust, probably a Dungeon Master in drag, or at any rate a very experienced player, is playing hard to get as Pearl makes heroinic efforts to seduce him. They are drinking mead together at the Nomad, Cordor's premier tavern for adventurers and adventuresses, and Pearl has just explained to Mor the lore behind mead being an aphrodisiac as the origin of the term, Honeymoon.)

Pearl Dragon: But what kind of nonsense is this I'm spouting? Mead must have gone right to my poor little head.. ** Laugh **
Morder Lust: he he
Pearl Dragon: I'm almost defenseless after a strong drink like that.. *Swoons into his arms* OHHhhh!!!!!!
Morder Lust: what?
Pearl Dragon: *What indeed.. swooning not being in the emote set LOL* That's nice.
Morder Lust: hmm?
Pearl Dragon: Thanks for catching me, Mor. I'd have fallen without your strong arms to save me.
Morder Lust: *grins*
Pearl Dragon: Hold me tight now. *Squeezes him* Oh, that feels nice... Get's so lonely out there in the field.
Morder Lust: well
Pearl Dragon: *Realizes he's the shy type of guy* Don't mean to embarrass you, Mor.
Morder Lust: ha ha
Pearl Dragon: Good.
Morder Lust: well
Pearl Dragon: Your spirits are back. It's so lonely out there in the hills and dales..
Morder Lust: i wonder why you are wearin that hood
Pearl Dragon: Oh this?
Morder Lust: yes
Pearl Dragon: It's because I'm a rogue.. I guess.
Morder Lust: well
Pearl Dragon: Uniform of our guild.. If we're caught without it..
Morder Lust: hmm?
Pearl Dragon: Well, I hate to tell you what they do to us, but it involves ropes and strangulation... Not pleasant at all..
Morder Lust: i see
Pearl Dragon: So I just keep the hood on.. And stay out of trouble
Morder Lust: thats smart
Pearl Dragon: Shall we sit down and talk for a while or... What do YOU want to do, Mor?
Morder Lust: well
Pearl Dragon: Well?
Morder Lust: i guess its a good idea to sit down
Pearl Dragon: ok Where?
Morder Lust: hmm cushions
Pearl Dragon: *Thinks, "Very safe seating arrangements."*
Morder Lust: hmm
Pearl Dragon: *Thinks, "Poor guy seems scared to death ...*
Morder Lust: i wonder how the others are doin at swamps...
Pearl Dragon: *Supposes .. "Probably still a virgin.. oh darn .. just my luck .. so CUTE, too* The swamps? Nasty place that.. Still, guess you want to get on with your training? Eager to...
Morder Lust: nah
Pearl Dragon: Nah?
Morder Lust: i like it here at nomad
Pearl Dragon: So tell me a story?
Morder Lust: a story? i dont really have much stories...
Pearl Dragon: I'd like to hear something about you? Everyone has a story..
Morder Lust: well...
Pearl Dragon: It just seems uninteresting to you 'cuz you know it so well To me it will be all new, see?
Morder Lust: heh
Pearl Dragon: So?
Morder Lust: hmmm
Pearl Dragon: *Listens carefully*
Morder Lust: well...i and my brothers came to lands of amia some time a go...
Pearl Dragon: Your brothers?
Morder Lust: yes
Pearl Dragon: how many?
Morder Lust: i have two brothers
Pearl Dragon: You're the oldest?
Morder Lust: no
Pearl Dragon: hm mm?
Morder Lust: the other one of my brothers was on the hunt with us his name is Jo Lust and the other brother is named Nathan Lust
Pearl Dragon: What brought you here then? Just the hunting of Jo, Nathan and Morder for more LUST than your hometown had to offer?
Morder Lust: well...yes nothin really happened there where i come from and i just arrived some time a go
Pearl Dragon: Jo, Nathan, and Morder.. The Lust brothers
Morder Lust: so nothing really to tell yep
Pearl Dragon: Then you came here to slate your lusts... *Thinks, "Damn what a one-track mind laughing softly"* So then how about your dream, Mor?
Morder Lust: hmm well
Pearl Dragon: Yes?
Morder Lust: i live in the moment *grins*
Pearl Dragon: What is it that you hope for though? Something that keeps you going in the tough times.. What you look forwards to...
Morder Lust: hmm well i guess i could say that my dream is...
Pearl Dragon: *Listens for his heart* Yes, Mor?
Morder Lust: to become the most power fullest person in the lands of amia...
Pearl Dragon: AH! Yes.. I sensed something of that in you from the very first..
Morder Lust: but it will be ok if i wont become that...time will tell
Pearl Dragon: Soon as I saw I thought *What a HUNK* of power... Surely you're destined for great things, Mor. Anyone can tell that.. or at least I can..
Morder Lust: hmmm
Pearl Dragon: Power is written all over your face.. *Takes a closer look ..but not so close as to frighten him again...* Yes.. There are great things written in your features. If I were a fortune teller instead of a simple rogue..
Morder Lust: heh
Pearl Dragon: I'll bet by looking at those lines on your cheek.. I could read the deaths of giants.. the slaying of dragons.. The breaching of mighty fortresses (and many a maidenhead as well) It's all there for you, Mor. You lucky guy! ** Laugh **
Morder Lust: maybe heh
Pearl Dragon: No, no. I'm quite sure.. Just like it was written in the stars .. not just in Cordor's bars..
Laugh if you must, Mor.. But your destiny awaits.. There's no doubt about it.. Now there's one small favor I'd ask of you..
Morder Lust: yes?
Pearl Dragon: I've had a hard day.. And I need your .... Services as a man..
Morder Lust: hmm?
Pearl Dragon: If you know what I mean..
Morder Lust: erm..
Pearl Dragon: Sorry to be so forwards .. But women do have certain needs.. And I'm, well, all tensed up after all that adventure.. So..
Morder Lust: hmmm
Pearl Dragon: Could you use that big strong body of yours to .. I'll just lie down in a quiet place..
Morder Lust: you know thats done for love not for...hmm...something
Pearl Dragon: Take off these pesky clothes..
Morder Lust: hmmm...
Pearl Dragon: No need to worry your self about love.. I'm just talking about my body's physical needs... So take off all that armor.. It will just be in the way..
Morder Lust: at least we should go upstairs...
Pearl Dragon: Then I'll lie down and.. oh, upstairs, out of everyone's sight.. So silly of me not to think of that.. Good idea..
Morder Lust: lets go then?...
Pearl Dragon: Yes Lead on..
Pearl Dragon: Do you have your own room here?
Morder Lust: nah
Pearl Dragon: So do we have to ask at the bar or... Just take one?
Morder Lust: hmm can you open locks?
Pearl Dragon: But naturally. I am a roguette, right?
Morder Lust: yes
Pearl Dragon: So lead on, Mor. I'll open any door.
Morder Lust: actually they are open already just need to lock them
Pearl Dragon: You are a dear to take care of my need like this.
Pearl Dragon: Especially in an out of the way spot 'cuz I can get noisy.. In certain circumstances...
Morder Lust: hmm

(Whatever do you suppose is going to happen in that upstairs chamber behind locked doors, dear reader?
However is Pearl Dragon going to keep a PG chat log as advertised while taking care of business in that room with Mor LUST?)