Jack Hammer wrote:
Rollerblading in the halls?
Well, we're almmost to 50,00 posts. Is that a lot? I'm not sure, 'cause I can't count that high, but everyone acts like it is so it must be. Will there be a party, and candy? I like candy, especially the sticky kind, 'cause it tastes good but sweet kind of good not the people kind of good, 'cause people say that I'm not very good, but that's just 'cause they're mean and don't like the things I do, and that makes me sad, but not really, as being bad can be fun, and I like fun, and Fun should be my middle name, 'cause then everyone would know how much fun they would have if they played with me, so then people would play with me more, and I'd be happy and they wouldn't have to get put in places that hurt, 'cause that's what happens to people that are mean and won't play with someone as adorable as me.
Sara Marie wrote:
I like to squash bugs too, because, you know, they are gross, but they make this popping sound when you squash them just right. Not the crunching sound, a real popping sound, and it squirts out the stuff that's inside of it, which is usually green, 'cause bugs like to eat plants, and plants are green, most of the time, 'cause this guy Clor-de-Phil made em that way. What a funny name that guy has. Anybody have any candy-coated grasshoppers?
That should read misunderstood and adorable Jiminy. Ok, maybe a little socially challenged. ;P
I love you,
'Cause if you won't,
Other than that, I'm just a sweet little bundle of joy, that suffers from what Daddy calls 'im-pulse' control, and talks in 'run-on' sentences that makes Uncle Ryo chuckle, so he sneaks me candy, which makes me happy, and that's good, but when I'm not happy he says I'm like a friend of his from some TeeVee show, but I'm not sure what TeeVee is, but it sounds fun, but not has fun as playing with puppies and kittens, unless they bite, 'cause then they hurt me, and I usually hurt them back, then they don't play much any more, 'cause they're just laying there, so I use the tricks the mean mommy does to make them play again, but don't tell mean mommy that, 'cause I learned them by secret, and she can get real grouchy, and blames my fun on my good mommy and her secrets, but I won't tell her the secrets no matter how much candy she gives me, 'cause it's easy to get candy when you're adorable like me, and it makes my poop-ees smell sweet, then I have to find someone to change my diaper, and it has been a while, so I guess I'm smelling pretty sweet right now.
DB3's fault for the run on sentences, from one of his game groups. Jiminy's a mix of the kid from The Twilight Zone (Anthony Fremont) and that old dude in the baby's body from Star Trek. Kind of a 'just because you can doesn't mean you should modus operandi. Why the Time Demon wants him is much more involved. Suffice it to say, he's one in a series of continuing experiments.
He's tough to write for and more of a pain in the group's side at every opportunity. That part is fun. As is messing with people. I'm fine with leaving him be, and mulling over new/resurrected more 'normal' characters. Agartha Four™? hehe
Uh oh. Maybe playing Jiminy made my brain bleed last year? Uh oh.
Well, someone had to jumpstart that conversation. Or, I wouldn't have ever been born!
At least those parts of me that made me human. Kinda. Still, all those other parts make life fun. Maybe I should look up the parents of those parts. Bet they aren't all caught up with this pair-ant-ing thing. Then we could have a big old family reunion of sorts. Siblings, cousins, half-sisters and -brothers, the whole lot. Hmmmm.....I think I remember this feeling. An idea forming....
Daddy was mean to Jiminy! Everyone's mean to Jiminy! All Jiminy ever wanted was to be loved, and who wouldn't love this little cherub face, and these chunky little thighs, and wouldn't want to make that cute little baby giggle with delight? Mean people, I tell you, mean people. People that don't like to play games, or sing songs, or share their candy! And Jiminy likes his candy!
Besides, DB3 is responsible for some of it. And the Diaper of Holding. Hehe
And don't forget how Tamrin would twitch just seeing the avatar. Heh
Ack! My ears! They're blinded! And my eyes! They're deaf!
The hamsters, they do things to my mind....
Speaking of purging, that prune juice you put in my bottle sure did a number on me, so you have to clean me up, or not, and I'll just prop myself up on that nice leather sofa of yours. Glad you went for the real leather and not that fake stuff, 'cause it's a whole lot softer, though it my chubby little legs get stuck on it sometimes, and it hurts a bit when I pull them free, but what's a little pain every now and then? Which is just what I was telling my new puppy, but she didn't want to seem like she agreed, 'cause she ran away, at least for a little while, 'cause she really couldn't get too far, and all the yelping in the Agartha isn't going to unlock a door, I mean really, do puppies have any brains at all? Well, of course they do, and I have some still from my last puppy if you want to take a look, but I have to warn you, they don't really taste like candy, so you better not believe that smelly old kobold, 'cause he lies, other than that he's kinda fun 'cause he has these little knives that he likes to hide, and knives are handy for cutting...birthday cake! Yeah, birthday cake, even if it is a few days old. Do we sing now?
I'm like a dirty diaper. You may clean one up, but there's always a fresh one lurking around the corner. ;P
We'll see how things. I'll try to read up on your Little Shop of Horrors before I try to sneak back in. Don't want to mess up storylines. Lurking it is. For now. MWAHAHAHA! Speaking of lurking. There's something lurking.....ACK!
Taron Sunwake wrote:
nuh-uh! It was that Time Demon. She does that stuff all the Time. One Time, she was playing with cross-generational hybrids so much that a whole batch of them blew right up in her hands. She just laughed and said, 'I guess I have Time on my hands'. Even I know that was a lame joke, but her new sidekick laughed like it was hilarious. What a loser.
Nice to see you all.
Kannic Orefinder wrote:
I'll save you Uncle Kannic, who's not really my uncle, and is kinda mean sometime, but overall is a pretty good dwarf, once you get passed his past, 'cause it's kinda a mix of naughty and nice, but more nice lately, especially compared to me, 'cause I get to be pretty naughty, but that's not really my fault, because that dang Chrono Demon keeps messing with my timelines, and trying to change the present, and speaking of presents, I left one in my diaper for some lucky soul to discover. The first one to find it can have some of my candy, but not all, 'cause that would make me angry, and when I'm angry all kinds of weird things happen, so just be sure to leave me some candy and some of that sody-pop to wash it down with.
Everybody pauses and stares at me
All I want for Christmas
Gee, if I could only
Or attack you.
Jiminy Sunwakes' Holiday Hits -
I just luv the holidays! Don't you?
Hugh Jackman wrote:
He he he he
I'm too sweet and cuddly to be guilty. At least as far as it can be proven......hehehehe
Tordek Rumnaheim wrote:
Jiminy Sunwake, you are good little guy. And everything you do is good, real good. Just like this other sweet little guy, Anthony Fremont
He looks like a fun boy! Does he live around here? Can you take me to visit him? When do we leave? Does he have toys, and candy? Should we pack some? I have a new chainsaw we can play with. Will we play that chasing game with the chainsaw? It's lots of fun. The people don't run away until you catch the first one. That's when they act all surprised like. It's funny. Then we can reassemble the parts into something new and funny, and if you get more than one person you can play a version of that game the dretchling taught me, Mr. Po-ta-to Head, but with better parts, and we can make funny looking people, then we can animate them and they can walk funny, like in circles if you put one leg on backwards. When do we leave? This is so exciting i think I piddled myself. Can you change me? Use some of mommy's powder. They tickle, then they get bigger and I turn them loose, but don't tell mommy that, 'cause she doesn't like that they eat up villages, 'cause that's where they grow the veg-eat-ables thats she's always making us eat, and I don't like them, so I'm happy when she can't find any. I like candy.
Shanky the Dretchachaun wrote:
*hugs cute, widdle dretch*
Oh, that's even easier to fix, Daddy. Just like Alien
I set a schoolhouse on fire once, 'cause the kiddies inside were mean to me, and the teachers wouldn't give me candy, and I like candy, so it wasn't really nice to hide it from me, but the fire kinda carmelized the bones, and carmel is a kind of candy, right? Then these people started crying and all, the noise was interrupting my enjoyment of the carmel, so I made them quiet too, which really surprised them, but it made me laugh, 'cause they kept trying to talk, but they couldn't 'cause I took out all their tounges, but they didn't seem to notice, then they were flapping their arms around and looked like a bunch of chickens without feathers, so that gave me an idea, and I summoned hot oil and had it rain on them, 'til they were all sizzling, and it kinda sounded like chestnuts roasting on an open fire. Did you like my holiday music list?
*alters timeline surrounding mean drow, to before he had his alteration, giving him a fourth child*
*hugs cute, fuzzy, little badger*
And I will love him and squeeze him and name him George.
And the ones that don't think I'm adorable aren't 'alive' for very long. Mean peoples shouldn't say bad things about Jiminy.
I thought 'drag-on' was what daddy does on the weekends for extra money???
I think I need some more candy in my diet. This diaper's not smelling very sweet.
Jiminy Sunwakes' Holiday Hits -
I just luv the holidays! Don't you?
*sets up temporal distortion field so that it lasts longer, and blocks his younger brother from coming near*
NOM NOM NOM
To get everyone in the right mood for the holidays -
A Jiminy Sunwake Holiday Card -
Hi! This is Jiminy. You know, that adorable little cherub that everyone luvs, wishing you and yours a Happy Holiday Season! I received one of those letter from one of my friends, detailing all of the wonderful things they experienced over the year, so I decided to do the same.
You see, despite how cute and adorable I am, my parents, two love birds from one of those RPG threads, have trouble recognizing it. For some reason, I guess that only old people can appreciate, being totally cute doesn't overcome some of my tendencies towards im-pul-sive-ness. Their word, not mine. I mean I prefer smaller words. They make me even more cute. Don't you agree? I'm sure you do. Anyhoos, this year has been very busy. Well, I guess year is such a cute term, 'cause what is time really? Speaking of cute, aren't all babies cute? Not like me, but usually, 'cept those babies that somehow manage to be goofy lookin'. How does that ever happen? But animal babies are pretty much always cute, until they decide to grow teeth, then the bite and nip, and yelp when you squeeze them too hard, so you have to make them go away, like I've had to do SO many times this year. What's Dexter mean? 'Cause that's what my daddy sometimes calls me when I do those kinds of things, which makes me sad, 'cause my name is Jiminy, not Dexter. At least he doesn't say it very much, only when he and mommy are in their room, trying to be quiet, but I hear them anyways, 'cause I have really good hearing, and I can make myself so that people don't see me, which my daddy says scares the 'be-jee-bees' out of him. What does that mean? But, this is supposed to be about me, and my year, so that all of you realize what a fun, loving, little imp I am. That's what my mom, calls me, but her face gets all scrunchy when she says it, and she doesn't smile either. Are imps good or bad things? Do they taste like chicken? 'Cause they also say something about being roasted alive. Is that like chestnuts? I hear they roast them over open fires. i did that a couple times this year, just not with chestnuts, but how else are you supposed to make little animals make those funny little animal noises?
Well, back to the holidays. I hope it's fun, 'cause I like fun, and I like my friends to have fun. You're going to have fun, aren't you? I would be sad if you didn't, and you wouldn't like it when Jiminy is sad, 'cause he shows up where you least expect him, and he makes you do things, funny things, but sometimes you do so many funny things that you break, and you don't want to break do you? I don't want you to either, but it is funny when people stare into space and giggle, and they have a little bit of drool running down their chin. And sometimes they have to wear diapers. I still wear diapers. They make me feel all safe and secure, but not when they're full and stinky. Like mine is now. Anyone out there able to help a little fella out? If you do, you'll be on my good list, which is sometimes my naughty list, but sometimes naughty is good, at least how my daddy and mommy talk to each other in the dark when they think I'm not listening, or watching. What is BttH anyways? Aren't those meant for me?
Remember friends, I know when you are sleeping. I know when you're awake. I know when you've been bad or good, so be FAWTLy for goodness' sake. Or, I'll come live with you for a while. ;)
EDIT: Jiminy's sad that he missed ToP. You wouldn't like Jiminy when he's sad. Jiminy's happy to run around nekkid, with his cute wittle bum.
Bi-Polar Poodle - Not so Happy wrote:
I thought the 1st puppy was nice, then he changed all-of-a-sudden like, into that mean doggie. I don't like mean doggies. They bark and growl, and bite, and sometimes they bury you in the yard, but that's not always so bad, as long as you can breathe, 'cause there are worms and rocks and stuff in the ground, and sometimes this stuff they call fert-i-lizer, I mean what a funny name, it's almost like fart-i-lizer, and farts are funny, especially the smelly ones, 'cause they make people's eyes water, but I call them Tears of Joy because I make people happy. And we all like to be happy, don't we? Sometimes I'm not happy, and that's not a good thing. Like when my diaper is soaked and it gets cold. That's not very comfortable you know.
Still waiting for a diaper change here! Helloooooooo....
And there was this guy, and he was like all offensive and stuff, and he wouldn't listen to anyone else, 'cause he was , like all hopped up on some thing he called a soapbox, and he wouldn't get off, or like let anyone else have a turn, so everybody else had to get their own soapbox, and pretty soon, the whole thread was full of soapboxes and they were shouting at each other, so i said, 'Hey! We have all these soapboxes and we can have a derby!' Then this mean guy he said 'Go away' all tough and like, so I started to cry then he laughed at me, which made me cry some more, but it was a fake cry, 'cause I was actually laughing so hard that I cried and I wetted my diaper too.
Can anyone change me? I think I pooted too.
These peasants are so boring. That's what makes them such good servants. No imagination, no inspiration. On those rare occasions when he spots a glimmer of something more he has the commoner crucified. The bones adorn the walls of his mother's private estate.
He also keeps some special momentos for himself.
"Such cattle the low-born are," he says to no one in particular.
A servant girl quivers in fear nearby. She fears for the child growing within her. HIS child. IT'S child. She knows it only a matter of time before her condition is noticeable. One of the other servants will betray her. It is certain death for her. She must escape.
Jiminy turns as the thought enters his mind. The girl is too weak to shield such a strong thought. He signals her over, pretending to need a refill of his goblet. As she draws close he slashes her throat with the knife he had hidden. He catches some of her blood in the goblet as it leaves her body. He drinks deeply.
"Mmmm, salty... A little undernourished. "
Jiminy awakes in a secluded alley of some town, looking at the bodies of the two humans. Blood slowly dribbling from their wounds. He savors the saltiness of the warm blood in his mouth. They weren't very nice caregivers anyways. Always bickering and trying to trick him. He looks around. No one has noticed. Stepping away from the carnage he shifts form. His slight form throbs from the muscles awakening. Looking down he notices the remnants of the diaper. With a few words he summons proper attire, the robes of a wealthy young Roman. Without looking back at the bodies of his foster parents, he steps into the streets, nose held high, and the look of disdain for the peasants he passes by.
Protects me too, or just the user? Hmmm?
Tam's Narrator wrote:
I want a Dire Hamster! They can leap!
Tam's Narrator wrote:
But not in all timelines. Heck, I might even have a twin brother. Hmmm....
Candy Coma, Lvl 8, Conjuration/Necromancy
Tam's Narrator wrote:
At least he's beyond the nursing stage! ;)
Jiminy basks in a sea of candy. The severing of the connection to his father's bloodline has somehow increased his already ravenous appetite. The solution is at hand. Sugar. Lots of it. He smiles. The pretty lady fawns over him. She's not mean like those 'other people'. Or bossy like that person he used to know. Already the memory of those bad people fades. The pretty lady's songs wipe out the pain a layer at a time. This is what love must feel like. It's warm and soft. Jiminy never wants to leave its embrace.
EDIT: Oops, forgot the severing part.
Have you seen my parents? They sometimes leave behind, but I always find them. It's like hide n seek, which is fun, but not when people don't look for you like they're supposed to, like this one time they left me in this alley and I had to eat rats to stay alive and these other people gave me some food but not any candy, which is kinda mean, since I like candy so much, but the food was better than eating rats or garbage, 'til the new people got mean to me too, so I turned them into pigs and laughed when the wolves chased them. That was funny. Is it time for riddles? I ate some cheese.