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02-14-2018, 12:25 PM
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The Boy is Doing Fine
Written by Tekilya Wu'Tang It’s the moments in-between moments where a person can learn profound truths about themselves, an understanding so fragile that it scatters to dust if spoken above the faintest of whispers. Here we examine such a moment from our dearest pal Lulz~Sect. As the computer flashed from desktop to Everquest loading screen, he caught a reflection of himself in the momentary blackness of the monitor. In this moment in-between moments, his soul screamed to him, "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS". The unblinking eyes that stared back at him from the monitor were haunted with emptiness. Time had not treated Lulz~Sect well. Overweight, unkempt, glistening in sweat, his trance was snapped by the sudden light of the P99 login screen. Feeling suddenly anxious Lulz began digging through his Altoid tin for his pills. Where the fuck are they? Lulz thought to himself. Becoming more frantic he started throwing trash off his desk as he scoured the table top for his medication. Oh god no! Where the fuck are my pills! Closing his eyes and trying to calm himself the image of his reflection in the flash of the monitor just moments earlier entered his mind. A profound sadness gripped him and coupled with a brain chemistry imbalance, Lulz was unable to cope. Stewing in his own anger he came to the realization that he had had enough. Standing up Lulz flipped his desk, scattering soda cans, trash, food containers, and his monitor to the ground. THERE! His brain suddenly screamed. In the wreckage of his dimly lit basement dwelling, pills laid scattered on the floor. Lulz bolted to the ground and began quivering in the fetal position gobbling pills as fast as he could. When the 3rd Xanax started to dissolve under his tongue the room spun and a warm feeling penetrated his body. As he lost consciousness he knew the days chores were completed. The boy is doing fine. When Lulz regained his faculties several hours later all he could smell was the sweet rank of ammonia. He knew immediately that he had pissed himself. This was not uncommon these days. Groaning to his feet with a renewed confidence and his picture of Kim Jong-Il in one hand, Lulz found the courage to look at his computer monitor that was still laying sideways on the ground. The boy is well he thought to himself as he took a sip of coffee, fondled his obese body, and clicked submit. The boy is fine TLDR; Drugs | ||
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02-14-2018, 12:29 PM
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*tips cap to Spyder for quality post and psychological insight on one of the forum's most intriguing personalities*
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02-14-2018, 01:53 PM
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I salute you fine folks. Keeping the dream alive! [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.]
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No longer active, thank you for the years of fun. No alt account and I do not post on the P99 forums. Told this to Rogean, Nilbog & Menden. | ||
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I petioned 472 non-classic names this WKND
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