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| Davy | Jul 15 2016, 09:17 PM Post #1 |
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So said the Blind Man
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In case any of you forgot, this is still a thing. However, its going to be different this time. I'm going to chose two random characters, thankfully not people, and a random prompt, and write a silly romance thing about it. None of this is meant to be taken seriously, and if you want to, you can suggest characters to write about in what situation. However, I'll be more tentative about writing canon characters, so they might take longer. Also, as I'm not Beardy, there will not be porn. There might be implications, but nothing explicit. Now, time for round two of mental scarring and people clawing their eyeballs out.
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| Malcolm | Jul 15 2016, 10:04 PM Post #2 |
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War is the Answer - Spreading Quick Like a Cancer
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I put in the names Eli and Richto. That's all. |
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| Eli | Jul 23 2016, 04:21 PM Post #3 |
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Cat Bastard
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Please dear god no |
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| Davy | Jul 25 2016, 10:34 PM Post #4 |
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So said the Blind Man
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Sorry this took so long! Eli groaned as he knocked on the door to the bunker, an embarrassed look on his face. He didn't want to resort to this, but this was his only chance. Elle was gone on a fashion tour, so this should be safe. With Mar the way she was, and the rest of the harem too busy to help, this needed to happen. Finally, the Blitzkreig Baron answered the door, dressed only in his typical sleepwear of pudding underwear with a Paizuri mag in one hand since it was kind of late at night, rubbing one eye sleepily. Before Richto could even say a word to defend his current state, Eli spoke up. "Richto, we hav' a problem. Mar's stopped liking ice cream. She wants other desserts now. How do ya' make pudding?" Richto blinked, and rested his hand on Eli's forehead, trying to feel if he had a fever. "I... Is she sick? Are you sick?" Eli nodded sadly. "She's been asking for everything from cake to bacon doughnuts. I wan' ta' be prepared." Richto nodded, stunned, and led him in to his bunker. It... had seen better days. Bottles of alcohol, trash, porno mags, and suspicious looking stains littered the place, and Richto navigated it with some ease. It was clear who did most of the cleaning around here. Miraculously, the kitchen seemed clean and actually pretty tidy. "Alright, lets make some pudding." Hopefully at the end of this, nobody would end up tabled "Alright, step one, we'll need some chocolate. Can you get out the knives? They're in the drawer left of the sink." Richto said while riffling through the fridge, sounding increasingly frustrated as he kept searching for the chocolate. Eventually, he sighed, and grabbed what looked like a sheet of pinkish chocolate. "Elle got this special... You're replacing it afterwards." Richto wasn't scared of many things, but if Mar ever learned that he withheld something she was craving from her... He shuddered at the thought. Eli nodded in understanding, and took the chocolate from the white haired man. "Are... ya' sure this is good? Not sure its s'posed to be pinkish." Richto looked at it and shrugged, "Might as well try it." Eli nodded, and broke off two large chunks. Each of them popped it into their mouths at about the same time. It was creamy and rich, and almost seemed warm going down their throats. Richto almost seemed disappointed that it would just be used for Mar. "Ah'll buy you some more." The baron nodded, and went to get some cornstarch and salt. After the chocolate, was finely chopped, Eli went to check in on Richto. "... I don't think that goes in pudding." Richto gave Eli a somewhat condescending look. "Who here has made pudding before?" "...Ah'll shut up." Richto would reach for the chopped up chocolate and put it into the bowl, whisking together the salt, cornstarch, and chocolate. "Can you get the cream?" Eli nodded, and went to get it, but had a bit of difficulty finding it. Richto glanced over to see what was taking so long, and got an eyeful of Eli bending over trying to find the cream, his tail swaying from side to side. He blushed and returned to whipping the mixture of chocolate, salt, and cornstarch. It was probably the heat, or the activity he was about to do when Eli interrupted him.... These boxers weren't helping. [wip] |
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