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Topic Started: Oct 13 2012, 03:39 AM (485 Views)
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Triton
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Oct 13 2012, 03:39 AM
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Hi. I'm Triton.
I like Zebras, long walks through the car wash, and vidjah gams.
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A secret is revealed.
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Beakerette
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Oct 14 2012, 09:53 PM
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Plan Turn-this-city-into-a-floatin'-ass-fortress-of-airborne-awesomeness, B.
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Hello! Welcome to the forums :3
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BunnyBunnyGumi
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Oct 15 2012, 11:43 PM
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Hellouss
You may call me Bunny I like noodles, Ridiculously loooong songs, And when I know exactly what's going on around me. (doesn't happen too often)
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So yeah, I can't change the world; I'm just one person. but I sure can cause some major riot. oh yes, I can.
-Bunny-
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Triton
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Oct 16 2012, 04:19 PM
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Thanks.
Oh, and hi Bunny.
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JubJub897
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Oct 16 2012, 08:54 PM
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Haello.
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I like Zebras, long walks through the car wash, and vidjah gams.
It sounds like you don't need to take showers too often. Why would you when you could give the car and yourself a nice soapy bath?
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Triton
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Oct 16 2012, 09:23 PM
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It sounds like you don't need to take showers too often. Why would you when you could give the car and yourself a nice soapy bath?
Exactly.
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ShooterOneNinety
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Oct 16 2012, 09:47 PM
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Hi, I'm Shoe.
You seem to be into Nutella.
I know we have just met... but...
I... I think I love you....
When we get married, you can have all the Nutella you want.
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 RP'ing is fun. Join Late Night Write, yo.
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JubJub897
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Oct 16 2012, 10:21 PM
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- Triton37
- Oct 16 2012, 09:23 PM
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It sounds like you don't need to take showers too often. Why would you when you could give the car and yourself a nice soapy bath?
Exactly.
You just need to roll down the window and it's smooth sailing from there on out. Speaking of sailing...
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I know we have just met... but...
I... I think I love you....
When we get married, you can have all the Nutella you want.
... I would totally ship that.
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BunnyBunnyGumi
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Oct 17 2012, 10:13 PM
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a marriage proposal already, someone's got charm
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So yeah, I can't change the world; I'm just one person. but I sure can cause some major riot. oh yes, I can.
-Bunny-
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Metora
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Oct 18 2012, 05:18 PM
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Oh yeah.....that so sweet [get it]
Hi bunny,triton [you look delicious]
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JubJub897
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Oct 18 2012, 05:32 PM
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Click for some interesting reads | Tritooter Shipping |
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Triton rolled down the window of his 66 Chevrolet, beckoning to the breeze with his tired eyes, pleading with it to come in through the window and bathe him in its glorious draft. The wind complied with his request, enveloping his sweat-drenched body with its soothing touch. Ahhhh, that's the stuff, the man thought as the winds cooled his hot-tempered features. He leaned lazily out the window of his battered, muddy truck as he waited in line for the cars in front of him to drive forward and into the drive-thru before them, like ants marching into the hive. They were all in a line, guided by the moldings of the cement around them, toward their mutual destination: the car wash. Hmmm, I'm feeling a little hungry... he noted, proceeding to search the bowels of his vehicle for a snack before his weekly shower. Ahhhhmmmm... there! He reached for the grocery bag tucked hurriedly underneath one of the backseats, pulling out an expired jar of Nutella. Ehhh, whatever you can get, I guess was his concluding thought before twisting the lid off and swiping a greedy hand into the orgasmic substance; his body tingled with ecstasy with the first taste of his favorite indulgence. It was then, in that moment of pure jubilation, that he noticed another man staring longingly at his expired jar of Nutella--or was it, an afterthought provoked, at him?. Triton shook off the thought and waved at the man, wondering in the back of his mind why this stranger was staring with such fervent, focused attention at his Nutella. If he's hungry, I wouldn't mind sharing. "Hello, there!" the driver greeted in a friendly tone--too friendly, perhaps, for he was direly creeped out by this new man. "Would you like some?" He waved the jar, and its expiration date, to clarify what "some" was. This newest addition to the story seemed to pause, hesitant to answer, before nodding. That's odd, Triton commented, he isn't speaking. He waved the thought off, conjecting that it was probably due to the fact that his indulgence was expired, and offered a heaping handful of Nutella to the man. To Triton's surprise, the man licked the surface until it was smooth before he began to suck the substance right off of his hand! God, he's paying such attention to my individual fingers... this guy is starting to creep me out. It was then that he noticed the cars ahead of him began to move forward again. "Hey, I need to move forward, dude, so--" "Shooter," the man interrupted. "Huh?" The man cleared his throat before repeating, "My name is Shooter." He looked ahead and noticed the widening gap between Triton's 66 and the Fiat in front of him, giving his newest friend an apologetic look once their eyes met. "I'm still a little hungry, is it okay if I get in the truck with you?" "Sure," Triton approved before realizing what exactly he just permitted. Crap, this stranger is getting into my car now... He unlocked the doors for politeness' sake and let the man inside of his car. It was then that Triton noticed Shooter's... aura. The man smelled like he hadn't bathed in weeks--the same man who had just eaten Nutella off of his own hand! It's a good thing I'm going through this car wash was Triton's only opinion on the matter. His hunger evaded him at that this discovery of Shooter and he abdicated the Nutella to the other man. As they further approached the entrance to the car wash, Shooter expressed his thoughts finally to Triton: "Erm, aren't you going to roll your windows down?" He gestured to the windows (or absence thereof) to the driver as if it needed further clarification. "Nah, I usually leave them rolled down. It gets rid of some moolah on the water bill, you know?" He added the last bit in response to the confused expression on Shooter's face. "Oh, right," were the man's only words on the matter. They went in the car wash without further comment, making sure to keep the Nutella locked away in the glove compartment to prevent it from contamination by the soaps' basic chemicals.
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Triton had no idea how what was happening to him at that moment even started. Maybe it was the expired Nutella, or maybe it was the attractiveness of Shooter's sharp, defined features that caused Triton to lose all sense of control and etiquette around this simply beautiful man. Whatever it was that sparked his sudden catalyst for the man, it was pretty freaking powerful. He had found his arms constricted around the man, his body pressed against the other man's, his lips taking dominance over the soft mouth of his stranger. What was even stranger still is that the other man was liking it, responding positively recessive to Triton's powerful urge for control of him, allowing him to take over the his own body completely and entirely. Their mouths broke just long enough for Shooter to whisper three words into Triton's ears...
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Aaaaaaand shipped.
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I have this page bookmarked because I feel that the truths of this speech will stop all Internet arguments across the globe.
Magic! Also, this: 
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Triton
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Oct 19 2012, 04:35 PM
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What did I just...I can't even...
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Metora
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Oct 19 2012, 04:36 PM
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Priceless XD
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JubJub897
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Oct 19 2012, 08:37 PM
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What did I just...I can't even... You're welcome <3
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I have this page bookmarked because I feel that the truths of this speech will stop all Internet arguments across the globe.
Magic! Also, this: 
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blackteh
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Oct 20 2012, 03:11 AM
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Baron Humbert Von Jikkingen
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Hi Triton!
Zebras are cute. :3
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Oct 20 2012, 03:30 AM
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Hi I like llamas. That was a beautiful fanfic. And welcome to the forums, zebra-and-nutella-loving Triton!
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Triton
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Oct 20 2012, 06:12 AM
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Thanks. I've been lurking forever... Llamas are equally awesome.
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Metora
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Oct 20 2012, 08:26 AM
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Enjoy my signature
Edited by Metora, Oct 20 2012, 08:28 AM.
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Triton
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Oct 20 2012, 03:05 PM
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I shall.
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Mindy29
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Oct 24 2012, 11:51 PM
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Click for some interesting reads | Tritooter Shipping |
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Triton rolled down the window of his 66 Chevrolet, beckoning to the breeze with his tired eyes, pleading with it to come in through the window and bathe him in its glorious draft. The wind complied with his request, enveloping his sweat-drenched body with its soothing touch. Ahhhh, that's the stuff, the man thought as the winds cooled his hot-tempered features. He leaned lazily out the window of his battered, muddy truck as he waited in line for the cars in front of him to drive forward and into the drive-thru before them, like ants marching into the hive. They were all in a line, guided by the moldings of the cement around them, toward their mutual destination: the car wash. Hmmm, I'm feeling a little hungry... he noted, proceeding to search the bowels of his vehicle for a snack before his weekly shower. Ahhhhmmmm... there! He reached for the grocery bag tucked hurriedly underneath one of the backseats, pulling out an expired jar of Nutella. Ehhh, whatever you can get, I guess was his concluding thought before twisting the lid off and swiping a greedy hand into the orgasmic substance; his body tingled with ecstasy with the first taste of his favorite indulgence. It was then, in that moment of pure jubilation, that he noticed another man staring longingly at his expired jar of Nutella--or was it, an afterthought provoked, at him?. Triton shook off the thought and waved at the man, wondering in the back of his mind why this stranger was staring with such fervent, focused attention at his Nutella. If he's hungry, I wouldn't mind sharing. "Hello, there!" the driver greeted in a friendly tone--too friendly, perhaps, for he was direly creeped out by this new man. "Would you like some?" He waved the jar, and its expiration date, to clarify what "some" was. This newest addition to the story seemed to pause, hesitant to answer, before nodding. That's odd, Triton commented, he isn't speaking. He waved the thought off, conjecting that it was probably due to the fact that his indulgence was expired, and offered a heaping handful of Nutella to the man. To Triton's surprise, the man licked the surface until it was smooth before he began to suck the substance right off of his hand! God, he's paying such attention to my individual fingers... this guy is starting to creep me out. It was then that he noticed the cars ahead of him began to move forward again. "Hey, I need to move forward, dude, so--" "Shooter," the man interrupted. "Huh?" The man cleared his throat before repeating, "My name is Shooter." He looked ahead and noticed the widening gap between Triton's 66 and the Fiat in front of him, giving his newest friend an apologetic look once their eyes met. "I'm still a little hungry, is it okay if I get in the truck with you?" "Sure," Triton approved before realizing what exactly he just permitted. Crap, this stranger is getting into my car now... He unlocked the doors for politeness' sake and let the man inside of his car. It was then that Triton noticed Shooter's... aura. The man smelled like he hadn't bathed in weeks--the same man who had just eaten Nutella off of his own hand! It's a good thing I'm going through this car wash was Triton's only opinion on the matter. His hunger evaded him at that this discovery of Shooter and he abdicated the Nutella to the other man. As they further approached the entrance to the car wash, Shooter expressed his thoughts finally to Triton: "Erm, aren't you going to roll your windows down?" He gestured to the windows (or absence thereof) to the driver as if it needed further clarification. "Nah, I usually leave them rolled down. It gets rid of some moolah on the water bill, you know?" He added the last bit in response to the confused expression on Shooter's face. "Oh, right," were the man's only words on the matter. They went in the car wash without further comment, making sure to keep the Nutella locked away in the glove compartment to prevent it from contamination by the soaps' basic chemicals.
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Triton had no idea how what was happening to him at that moment even started. Maybe it was the expired Nutella, or maybe it was the attractiveness of Shooter's sharp, defined features that caused Triton to lose all sense of control and etiquette around this simply beautiful man. Whatever it was that sparked his sudden catalyst for the man, it was pretty freaking powerful. He had found his arms constricted around the man, his body pressed against the other man's, his lips taking dominance over the soft mouth of his stranger. What was even stranger still is that the other man was liking it, responding positively recessive to Triton's powerful urge for control of him, allowing him to take over the his own body completely and entirely. Their mouths broke just long enough for Shooter to whisper three words into Triton's ears...
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Aaaaaaand shipped. ...Well, that was indeed rather interesting to read...
I'm not sure I've got the right impression of Mister Triton here now. But...even so, belated welcome to the forums, sir. xD;
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Triton
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Oct 25 2012, 12:55 AM
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Thank you.
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