Posts tagged: cordis
HAHA, H⇶Y, FUCK⇶R, I ALSO M⇶NTION⇶D MOTH⇶RFUCKING MACHIN⇶S AND W⇶APONS MANUFACTURING. I GU⇶SS THAT BIG BRAIN OF YOURS WAS TOO FUCKING PR⇶OCCUPI⇶D WITH ALL OF THIS FUCKING FANTASTIC SHIT YOU SAY YOU KNOW FOR YOU TO FINISH R⇶ADING THAT MOTH⇶RFUCKING LIN⇶? AND, SHIT, IF CLAIMING THAT YOU’R⇶ SOM⇶ PRODIGY AND THAT H⇶R FUCKING GLORIOUS COND⇶SC⇶NTION’S ARMY IS ALL UP ON YOUR DICK FOR YOUR KNOW-HOW ISN’T SUGG⇶STING THAT YOU ‘KNOW IT ALL,’ TH⇶N FUCK IF I KNOW WHAT IS!
krauka, leave it. he’s cornered and can’t retort in an appropriate manner. you have more pressinq matters to attend to.
HAHA, ALRIGHT ⇶ZARA, I’LL B⇶ GOOD AND G⇶T MY ASS BACK TO WORK.
arrowtoyourknee replied to your post: — Like the Condese would ever let the mentally deficient followers of your ‘religion’ ever take control. Perhaps she would manipulate you into using your power to intimidate the lowbloods, but for trolls like me, we will be higher than your kind. You are nothing but a violent brute, only fit to be her vicious lapdogs and soothed by the idea that clown ‘gods’ will rain judgement on all that you personally dislike. You will not be able to kill me, for not only am I important, I am better -T⇶N FUCKING IMP⇶RIAL CR⇶DITS SAYS THAT THIS FUCK⇶R’S LESS THAN 50 SW⇶⇶PS OLD AND TALKING SHIT LIK⇶ H⇶’S WORTH ANY OF IT.SH: it’s okay, my fine upstanding sister.
SH: he’ll get his.
SH: 8oB
— I am under fifty sweeps old. I am nine sweeps old and my work has already received the attention of many of my superiors off planet —
HAHA, S⇶⇶, YOU’R⇶ JUST A FUCKING INFANT, TH⇶N! CAN’T ⇶XP⇶CT A LITTL⇶ SHIT LIK⇶ YOU TO KNOW HIS FUCKING PLAC⇶ Y⇶T.
S⇶⇶, YOU MAY THINK THAT YOUR BRAINS AR⇶ PR⇶TTY FUCKING ⇶XC⇶PTIONAL, BUT DO YOU HAV⇶ ANY ID⇶A HOW MANY OF US TH⇶R⇶ AR⇶, SPR⇶AD ACROSS THIS VAST MOTH⇶RFUCKING UNIV⇶RS⇶? TH⇶R⇶ ARE ⇶NTIR⇶ FL⇶⇶TS STUFF⇶D TO TH⇶ FUCKING GILLS WITH BRAINY BLU⇶BLOODS AND OTH⇶R FUCK⇶RS OF THAT L⇶V⇶L, CREATING STATE-OF-THE-ART CUR⇶S FOR SHIT YOU OUGHT TO JUST B⇶ ALLOW⇶D TO DI⇶ FROM IF YOU’R⇶ BITCH ⇶NOUGH TO CONTRACT IT, AND MANUFACTURING SHIPS AND W⇶APONRY THAT YOU COULDN’T ⇶V⇶N MANAG⇶ IN YOUR WORST FUCKING NIGHTMAR⇶S!
YOU FORG⇶T THAT YOU’R⇶ PART OF A RAC⇶ OF WARRIORS, FUCKHOL⇶. AND D⇶SPIT⇶ B⇶ING FOTUNAT⇶ ⇶NOUGH TO PLAY HOST TO SOM⇶ OF TH⇶ FIN⇶ST FUCKING FLUID OUR SP⇶CI⇶S HAS TO OFF⇶R, YOU MANAG⇶D TO PUPAT⇶ WITHOUT ⇶V⇶N A DROP OF TH⇶ MOTH⇶RFUCKING FIR⇶ THAT BURNS INSID⇶ OF US AND K⇶⇶PS US SMOULD⇶RING FOR HUNDR⇶DS MOR⇶ SW⇶⇶PS THAN ANY OTH⇶R MOTH⇶RFUCKING LAND-DW⇶LL⇶R OUT TH⇶V⇶. YOU DON’T D⇶S⇶RV⇶ YOUR INDIGO. YOU’R⇶ JUST A FUCKING ⇶MPTY BUCK⇶T.
SO I SUGG⇶ST YOU SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH AND L⇶ARN A LITTL⇶ BIT MOR⇶ B⇶FORE YOU GO AND FUCKING ASSUM⇶ THAT YOU KNOW IT ALL, BITCH.— I like how you assume my work is all about finding cures and that I have said that I know it all —
— You are funny, a very funny indigoblood. Dull, but funny -
— Please, do not put words into my mouth that were not there before. It only serves to show your lack of intelligence —
HAHA, H⇶Y, FUCK⇶R, I ALSO M⇶NTION⇶D MOTH⇶RFUCKING MACHIN⇶S AND W⇶APONS MANUFACTURING. I GU⇶SS THAT BIG BRAIN OF YOURS WAS TOO FUCKING PR⇶OCCUPI⇶D WITH ALL OF THIS FUCKING FANTASTIC SHIT YOU SAY YOU KNOW FOR YOU TO FINISH R⇶ADING THAT MOTH⇶RFUCKING LIN⇶?
— I skimmed over it. I’m currently in the middle of a very important autopsy at the moment and when I see novels like yours around, I only skim over them. —
— Why not give me the Too long; Did not read version? —
HAHA! SO YOU’R⇶ NOT TOO BUSY TO TALK SHIT FOR FUCKING HOURS TO MY LITTL⇶ FUCKING SUBJUGGLATOR-TO-B⇶, WHO’S STILL A FUCKING CHILD ⇶V⇶N BY YOUR SHIT STANDARDS, BUT AS SOON AS BITCH COM⇶S UP AND FUCKING CALLS YOU OUT ON HOW MUCH LOOS⇶, RUNNY SHIT YOUR ASS HAS B⇶⇶N SPRAYING, YOU’R⇶ SUDD⇶NLY TOO BUSY TO R⇶AD? FUCKING PR⇶DICTABL⇶ WRIGGL⇶R TACTICS.
I’M GONNA’ B⇶ FUCKING M⇶RCIFUL AND SPAR⇶ YOU TH⇶ ⇶MBARRASM⇶NT OF TRYING TO D⇶F⇶ND YOURS⇶LF AGAINST THE FIN⇶ FUCKING FACTS THAT I’V⇶ B⇶⇶N WRITING. G⇶T BACK TO YOUR SUP⇶R FUCKING IMPORTANT WORK, BABYDICK.
arrowtoyourknee replied to your post: — Like the Condese would ever let the mentally deficient followers of your ‘religion’ ever take control. Perhaps she would manipulate you into using your power to intimidate the lowbloods, but for trolls like me, we will be higher than your kind. You are nothing but a violent brute, only fit to be her vicious lapdogs and soothed by the idea that clown ‘gods’ will rain judgement on all that you personally dislike. You will not be able to kill me, for not only am I important, I am better -T⇶N FUCKING IMP⇶RIAL CR⇶DITS SAYS THAT THIS FUCK⇶R’S LESS THAN 50 SW⇶⇶PS OLD AND TALKING SHIT LIK⇶ H⇶’S WORTH ANY OF IT.SH: it’s okay, my fine upstanding sister.
SH: he’ll get his.
SH: 8oB
— I am under fifty sweeps old. I am nine sweeps old and my work has already received the attention of many of my superiors off planet —
HAHA, S⇶⇶, YOU’R⇶ JUST A FUCKING INFANT, TH⇶N! CAN’T ⇶XP⇶CT A LITTL⇶ SHIT LIK⇶ YOU TO KNOW HIS FUCKING PLAC⇶ Y⇶T.
S⇶⇶, YOU MAY THINK THAT YOUR BRAINS AR⇶ PR⇶TTY FUCKING ⇶XC⇶PTIONAL, BUT DO YOU HAV⇶ ANY ID⇶A HOW MANY OF US TH⇶R⇶ AR⇶, SPR⇶AD ACROSS THIS VAST MOTH⇶RFUCKING UNIV⇶RS⇶? TH⇶R⇶ ARE ⇶NTIR⇶ FL⇶⇶TS STUFF⇶D TO TH⇶ FUCKING GILLS WITH BRAINY BLU⇶BLOODS AND OTH⇶R FUCK⇶RS OF THAT L⇶V⇶L, CREATING STATE-OF-THE-ART CUR⇶S FOR SHIT YOU OUGHT TO JUST B⇶ ALLOW⇶D TO DI⇶ FROM IF YOU’R⇶ BITCH ⇶NOUGH TO CONTRACT IT, AND MANUFACTURING SHIPS AND W⇶APONRY THAT YOU COULDN’T ⇶V⇶N MANAG⇶ IN YOUR WORST FUCKING NIGHTMAR⇶S!
YOU FORG⇶T THAT YOU’R⇶ PART OF A RAC⇶ OF WARRIORS, FUCKHOL⇶. AND D⇶SPIT⇶ B⇶ING FOTUNAT⇶ ⇶NOUGH TO PLAY HOST TO SOM⇶ OF TH⇶ FIN⇶ST FUCKING FLUID OUR SP⇶CI⇶S HAS TO OFF⇶R, YOU MANAG⇶D TO PUPAT⇶ WITHOUT ⇶V⇶N A DROP OF TH⇶ MOTH⇶RFUCKING FIR⇶ THAT BURNS INSID⇶ OF US AND K⇶⇶PS US SMOULD⇶RING FOR HUNDR⇶DS MOR⇶ SW⇶⇶PS THAN ANY OTH⇶R MOTH⇶RFUCKING LAND-DW⇶LL⇶R OUT TH⇶V⇶. YOU DON’T D⇶S⇶RV⇶ YOUR INDIGO. YOU’R⇶ JUST A FUCKING ⇶MPTY BUCK⇶T.
SO I SUGG⇶ST YOU SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH AND L⇶ARN A LITTL⇶ BIT MOR⇶ B⇶FORE YOU GO AND FUCKING ASSUM⇶ THAT YOU KNOW IT ALL, BITCH.— I like how you assume my work is all about finding cures and that I have said that I know it all —
— You are funny, a very funny indigoblood. Dull, but funny -
— Please, do not put words into my mouth that were not there before. It only serves to show your lack of intelligence —
HAHA, H⇶Y, FUCK⇶R, I ALSO M⇶NTION⇶D MOTH⇶RFUCKING MACHIN⇶S AND W⇶APONS MANUFACTURING. I GU⇶SS THAT BIG BRAIN OF YOURS WAS TOO FUCKING PR⇶OCCUPI⇶D WITH ALL OF THIS FUCKING FANTASTIC SHIT YOU SAY YOU KNOW FOR YOU TO FINISH R⇶ADING THAT MOTH⇶RFUCKING LIN⇶? AND, SHIT, IF CLAIMING THAT YOU’R⇶ SOM⇶ PRODIGY AND THAT H⇶R FUCKING GLORIOUS COND⇶SC⇶NTION’S ARMY IS ALL UP ON YOUR DICK FOR YOUR KNOW-HOW ISN’T SUGG⇶STING THAT YOU ‘KNOW IT ALL,’ TH⇶N FUCK IF I KNOW WHAT IS!
arrowtoyourknee replied to your post: — Like the Condese would ever let the mentally deficient followers of your ‘religion’ ever take control. Perhaps she would manipulate you into using your power to intimidate the lowbloods, but for trolls like me, we will be higher than your kind. You are nothing but a violent brute, only fit to be her vicious lapdogs and soothed by the idea that clown ‘gods’ will rain judgement on all that you personally dislike. You will not be able to kill me, for not only am I important, I am better -T⇶N FUCKING IMP⇶RIAL CR⇶DITS SAYS THAT THIS FUCK⇶R’S LESS THAN 50 SW⇶⇶PS OLD AND TALKING SHIT LIK⇶ H⇶’S WORTH ANY OF IT.SH: it’s okay, my fine upstanding sister.
SH: he’ll get his.
SH: 8oB
— I am under fifty sweeps old. I am nine sweeps old and my work has already received the attention of many of my superiors off planet —
HAHA, S⇶⇶, YOU’R⇶ JUST A FUCKING INFANT, TH⇶N! CAN’T ⇶XP⇶CT A LITTL⇶ SHIT LIK⇶ YOU TO KNOW HIS FUCKING PLAC⇶ Y⇶T.
S⇶⇶, YOU MAY THINK THAT YOUR BRAINS AR⇶ PR⇶TTY FUCKING ⇶XC⇶PTIONAL, BUT DO YOU HAV⇶ ANY ID⇶A HOW MANY OF US TH⇶R⇶ AR⇶, SPR⇶AD ACROSS THIS VAST MOTH⇶RFUCKING UNIV⇶RS⇶? TH⇶R⇶ ARE ⇶NTIR⇶ FL⇶⇶TS STUFF⇶D TO TH⇶ FUCKING GILLS WITH BRAINY BLU⇶BLOODS AND OTH⇶R FUCK⇶RS OF THAT L⇶V⇶L, CREATING STATE-OF-THE-ART CUR⇶S FOR SHIT YOU OUGHT TO JUST B⇶ ALLOW⇶D TO DI⇶ FROM IF YOU’R⇶ BITCH ⇶NOUGH TO CONTRACT IT, AND MANUFACTURING SHIPS AND W⇶APONRY THAT YOU COULDN’T ⇶V⇶N MANAG⇶ IN YOUR WORST FUCKING NIGHTMAR⇶S!
YOU FORG⇶T THAT YOU’R⇶ PART OF A RAC⇶ OF WARRIORS, FUCKHOL⇶. AND D⇶SPIT⇶ B⇶ING FOTUNAT⇶ ⇶NOUGH TO PLAY HOST TO SOM⇶ OF TH⇶ FIN⇶ST FUCKING FLUID OUR SP⇶CI⇶S HAS TO OFF⇶R, YOU MANAG⇶D TO PUPAT⇶ WITHOUT ⇶V⇶N A DROP OF TH⇶ MOTH⇶RFUCKING FIR⇶ THAT BURNS INSID⇶ OF US AND K⇶⇶PS US SMOULD⇶RING FOR HUNDR⇶DS MOR⇶ SW⇶⇶PS THAN ANY OTH⇶R MOTH⇶RFUCKING LAND-DW⇶LL⇶R OUT TH⇶R⇶. YOU DON’T D⇶S⇶RV⇶ YOUR INDIGO. YOU’R⇶ JUST A FUCKING ⇶MPTY BUCK⇶T.
SO I SUGG⇶ST YOU SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH AND L⇶ARN A LITTL⇶ BIT MOR⇶ B⇶FORE YOU GO AND FUCKING ASSUM⇶ THAT YOU KNOW IT ALL, BITCH.