Posts from Hero Chat

Is it working, or am I dreaming? o_O

Nah... I don't even sleep. Although, maybe I'm just hallucinating from being drunk?))

If you want to make sure you're not dreaming, let me pinch you:smile30: :smile30: :smile30:

Guys, I'm getting inspired again, but it's interfering with my studies! What a bummer! What should I do?:(

What does it mean that inspiration started with studying? How is this even supposed to be understood? Does it mean I suddenly felt like studying?

it's more like inspiration strikes, but I need to study (vacation is over)...

yeah... I know that feeling... when you want to create, but you have to do other things...

Average number of posts per day: 6.66
Wow... I want to maintain this number. It's pretty cool.

And I need to make 25 posts. But I won't just "fill them up":cool: I need to write something smart.

Hey, did you know I can draw a little bit?:) I'm not a pro, but... during the holidays, I didn't feel like doing anything at all, and I definitely didn't want to hold a pencil... But now... well, as always!:( I have to draw something in some insignificant lessons (of which there are few!!).

I know what you're drawing. It's beautiful, by the way. I just didn't understand your comment about inspiration and studying. I've caught up now.

So...
"a firm female hand"...
"Arandor"...
"Lelya"...
"desires"...
"doggy style"...
"German with pleasure"...

Ah, youth. What an example you set for the Manticore!
Back in the Soviet Union, we didn't have such things.
We had test tubes. We had cloning. We had nuclear power plants. But we didn't have this kind of depravity. We didn't have online perverts. We only had hardworking people...
If anything happened, it was only like in Ancient Rome.
"Patricians hired a hetaera and threw an orgy."
But there's a typo here – not patricians, but party members.
Ah, those were glorious times.
I remember working in a mine, extracting coke.
Once, I even overfulfilled the plan by 400%! They even published me in "Zvezda Komsomola!" in the "Our Calloused Hands" section. Of course, it only happened because I got delayed and ended up locked in the mine at the end of the shift...
But still, I brought benefit to the Party.
And once, I caught a glimpse of a comrade who knew a comrade who had seen a comrade who once walked down a road where, a week earlier, Comrade Beria had been standing, smoking.
Ah, things aren't the same anymore.
Now, dissidents are everywhere. A whole market of them, mostly from Moscow.
But back then, there was only one underground agency – the weekly magazine "Comrades Without Clothes."
We learned it from the Americans. There were comrades there, sometimes even in a rather shameful state. Comrade Trotsky was very angry and said that it wasn't him on the cover of issue 115, but his double. He started telling us that everyone in the world has a double.
And we believed him, because if Socialism demands it, it must be true.
Trotsky's double then caused trouble and staged anti-Soviet riots in taverns. I remember they tried to catch him, but every time he escaped.
For example, he would jump over the bar, and then pop out as if nothing had happened. They would rush at him with their fists, and he would shout, "It's me, Comrade Beria!" It just so happened that we always mistook him for a bandit. It was like fate.
Ah, those were good times, really good. Not like now. Depravity is everywhere, even on TV. Electronic computers the size of a wallet. I don't believe it. A truly powerful machine is the size of a hall.
Oh well.
I guess I'll live out my days like this. And you, young people, will continue to indulge in debauchery.
Oh dear...

Talented. Even brilliant. But what was the point of writing all this?))

Example: He's just chatting like that; everyone has their own style...

Loken is simply annoyed by various attachments to traditions, antiquity, and so on; that's why he enjoys the opportunity to mock them.

Loken, I'll tell you something in your ear right now. What Arandor and I joke about is nothing compared to your "kitties" and so on. Imagine, a child sees your "kitties" and everyone is laughing at these phrases, and a curious child will want to know why everyone is hysterical, so they'll ask their mom or dad. They might refuse, saying, "Where did you find this?" Then the child will point to your post. The child will be banned from the internet! And all because of whom?

P.S. I'm already embarrassed by these conversations on the same topic... it's some kind of eroticism... we need to change! Let's be like sophisticated lions and lionesses. Something like, "Oh, Loken, can you believe it? I saw such a cute top today, such a top! It's amazing! I can't even describe it. Listen, you know what? I just got to the seller, and it turned out to be XXL... A nightmare! Can you imagine? Can you imagine how unlucky I am? It's a complete disaster, and what am I going to do without this top now? Well, that's it... the end of the world... No, you can't imagine... I went to a nail salon today..." and so on.

P.P.S. Ugh, the speech of a "glamorous" busty blonde, slowly opening her silicone mouth and barely pronouncing the words... :smile51:
You just want to shove something in their mouth to shut them up.