(carolena) lady of sorrows
[ She's standing in the grocery store, a basket hanging over one arm that is filled, without exception, with nothing but candy bars and cookie boxes. She has the paperback book and her device arranged between her hands in an awkward way to keep them both balanced in the right place, and she begins to recite: ]
"I found something." Rich had a mischievous twinkle in his eye, and Kristen looked down to see him holding what appeared to be an ancient cock ring. "I found it under two skeletons. It must have fallen off the male when his erection finally gave way to bleak putrefaction."

Kristen, who has a weakness for antique cock rings, glanced at the other archaeologists in the tomb. "Well, we can't legally remove it from the site."

"No, we can't. but we can work overtime tonight."

And with that we waited for the last archaeologist to leave, telling each departing colleague we were going to bone-dust for another hour or two and then we'd join everyone for tequila shots at Pato Afortunado. Soon we were the only two on the site.

We'd made intimate love in public before, but never in front of skeletons. We were ready to give those empty eye sockets a show their brainless skulls would never forget nor remember. Kissing and sucking ensued in superb and perfect ways, and before long we were ready for the big event. Kristen held up the Aztec cock ring. "It's beautiful."
[ Carla's expression grows increasing more amused as she continues and is eventually cackling so hard that she drops the device. It bounces away from her to land at the feet of someone much less amused. ]


[[ooc; action in the grocery store is A++ welcome and encouraged.]]
 
 
ℙᴇᴘᴘᴇʀ ℙᴏᴛᴛs
09 August 2012 @ 02:13 pm
cut for slight NSFW ) [ Thankfully Pepper can interrupt the transmition before it gets too much more graphic. ]

What--? How did that even-- That is private!

[ Then, when she realizes it's still recording, ] …And I did not write that!

 
 
Garrus Vakarian
09 August 2012 @ 06:24 pm

As the turian turned the music on, the human woman brought out a box of dextro-friendly chocolates. She knew how much he loved dextro-friendly chocolate, so she had picked some up last time she was on the Citadel.

The two kissed passionately, her hands roaming his hard, grey carapace. Her hand reached lower, towards the zipper of his pants.


---

[And right about here is where Garrus caught it.]

Um... I can explain.
 
 
Teddy Altman | Hulkling
09 August 2012 @ 06:51 pm
“Jennifer Aniston and Her New Man'" I read the words aloud uncertainly. "What new man? Why would she need a new man?"

Oh yes." Nicole follows my gaze, unconcerned. "You know she split up from Brad Pitt?"

Jennifer and Brad split?" I stare up at her, aghast. "You can't be serious! They can't have done!"

He went off with Angelina Jolie. They've got a daughter."

No!" I wail. "But Jen and Brad were so perfect together! They looked so good and they had that lovely wedding picture and everything...."

They're divorced now." Nicole shrugs, like it's no big deal.

I can't get over this. Jennifer and Brad divorced. The world is a different place.”


[ Ten minutes later, Teddy's face pops up on the screen. ]

Um, I don't know how that got there. I don't even know where it's from. [ Faint. ] I guess I'm finally getting cursed.
 
 
Loki
09 August 2012 @ 06:58 pm
[Cue underwater fumbling, a flash of the side of the fountain through the distorted light, then the camera phone is rescued by a pale hand that rights it on the side of the fountain and smudges water droplets off the lens to reveal-

Serrure. Looking like a drowned rat.

He tugs off his hood and glances around, mouth a firm line.]


Excellent timing, City. Excellent. And by excellent, of course I am being facetious and mean very poor.

[A long suffering sigh and a sulk to his lower lip.] I'm just going to sit here. In this fountain of emotion. Until my pants start to chafe. [And wraps his arms around his knees.]
 
 
Neil Perry
I wrote a poem
           with no words
Whispered it into your lips
           Only to find, already,
you knew it by my heart.

                        02.16.2011
 
 
elliot nightray
09 August 2012 @ 09:31 pm
[ in true fanboy style, elliot is skimming the intranets, looking for some decent fanfiction. he's got nothing better to do in the city, now that everyone's ditched him. B| he's at his desk, unaware that his device is recording, and reading a section of the fic he's just stumbled upon.

spoilers: it's not very good. ]


'--and as Edgar's mouth enclosed Edwin's throbbing manhood, a sound like an elephant's warcry erupted from the blonde's lips, and he arched upwards, bucking up like a too-enthusiastic bouncer thrust from a trampoline.'

[ ....................... ]

What kind of idiots write trash like this??

[ never mind that his face is bright red from reading it. ]
 
 
itsjustafruit
09 August 2012 @ 09:35 pm
Atop the HRS M3 sits the massive Balance turntable, whose vestigial ovoid plinth is CNC-machined from a single piece of 40mm-thick Dural, the hardest aluminum available, according to the designer, Helmut Brinkmann. The oversized platter, 3¼" tall and weighing 44 lbs, is made of an aluminum-lead-copper alloy said to achieve extremely effective damping. The platter surface is a plate of elastomer-bonded crystal glass. An integral record clamp screws into the spindle. Mechanical energy created at the stylus/groove interface drains down from the record to the platter surface, then into the platter itself, where the derived mechanical impedances of the various materials prevent it from flowing back up to the vinyl. A massive, raised, round armboard platform of Dural, also attached to the plinth, features a stainless-steel ring whose only function is to look good.

[There's an extended, snakelike hiss, then Crowley stops reading and muses.]

Oh yes, you will be mine.
 
 
Mr. Orange (Freddy Newendyke)
09 August 2012 @ 09:36 pm
46th  
title: backstage pass
writer: anonymous
rating: absolutely not safe for work!

it could have resembled something like melted chocolate )
 
 
Иван Райденович Райков
09 August 2012 @ 10:36 pm
It was the most delectable object he had set his eyes on. So plump, red, and wet. Just looking at it made his mouth water. Jack pressed his lips against it, lapping up the juices, moaning at the intense flavor. He wanted more.

...

So he opened up the box and pulled out another strawberry.


[Raikov's just grinning when the video is enabled]

Oh my.