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GATITanisTAN wrote:there may have been a oracle among us. and we did not heed the prophecy. for shame, international northwestern union.

If anything, we need to shame Midland South States.

United States of Minecraftia wrote:If anything, we need to shame Midland South States.

bold of you to assume that i'm able to be shamed, after all i still am here posting

Midland South States wrote:bold of you to assume that i'm able to be shamed, after all i still am here posting

I didn’t say it would be effective, I just said it needed to be done.

GATITanisTAN wrote:there may have been a oracle among us. and we did not heed the prophecy. for shame, international northwestern union.

I mean, a nation whose name is homophonous with a Greek goddess strongly associated with destiny, and who warned us about this region's expiration to no avail before delivering an ominous "fare thee well"? You can't make this stuff up...

This reminds of the time I was running the tech department of my college’s school newspaper and accidentally deleted 500GB of archived data in our NAS dating back to the early 1900s and never told anyone.

To be fair, I was trying to set up an automatic backup to prevent this exact thing from happening.

Hock22 wrote:This reminds of the time I was running the tech department of my college’s school newspaper and accidentally deleted 500GB of archived data in our NAS dating back to the early 1900s and never told anyone.

To be fair, I was trying to set up an automatic backup to prevent this exact thing from happening.

yanno this wouldn't have happened if they didn't ban NorPosting all those years ago

Midland South States wrote:yanno this wouldn't have happened if they didn't ban NorPosting all those years ago

If it isn't listed yet in the Geneva Suggestions, we haven't gone far enough

Hey guys! I decided to take a break from NS for a few weeks, but I’m glad to be back! I can’t wait to check out my trading card collection! ☺️😊😄

Cekan wrote:Hey guys! I decided to take a break from NS for a few weeks, but I’m glad to be back! I can’t wait to check out my trading card collection! ☺️😊😄

have i got some news for you

Hock22 wrote:This reminds of the time I was running the tech department of my college’s school newspaper and accidentally deleted 500GB of archived data in our NAS dating back to the early 1900s and never told anyone.

To be fair, I was trying to set up an automatic backup to prevent this exact thing from happening.

When I'm facing somewhat similar issues in my current company lol

Veyris wrote:I like to boil my toddlers alive like lobsters and listen to them shriek and go quiet...that is the sound of dinner being served

Veyris wrote:Back in the old days, we had a toddler farm....best fried, steamed, or boiled toddlers in the state

Crumstain wrote:I do often touch toddlers in the dark....

Mammo wrote:

nice to have rmb searching back, isn't it?

Sklavopoli wrote:I mean, a nation whose name is homophonous with a Greek goddess strongly associated with destiny, and who warned us about this region's expiration to no avail before delivering an ominous "fare thee well"? You can't make this stuff up...

Lol, I was planning to take the name Rhea when it opened, but someone beat me by less than a minute. So we got Reia. Anyway, I'm on Discord as "solon73320" if anyone wants me

Mammo wrote:

Listen

Veyris II wrote:Listen

To the toddler screams?

So I changed my password to some random gibberish and didn’t save it so when I was next logged out I wouldn’t be able to get back. Kinda like a social media detox.

However, the crash reset my password to the easy to remember one.

It’s not going to let me leave. It’s not going to let any of us leave

Hock22 wrote:So I changed my password to some random gibberish and didn’t save it so when I was next logged out I wouldn’t be able to get back. Kinda like a social media detox.

However, the crash reset my password to the easy to remember one.

It’s not going to let me leave. It’s not going to let any of us leave

Why would you want to leave us?

Hock22 wrote:So I changed my password to some random gibberish and didn’t save it so when I was next logged out I wouldn’t be able to get back. Kinda like a social media detox.

However, the crash reset my password to the easy to remember one.

It’s not going to let me leave. It’s not going to let any of us leave

You could always just post your password onto the RMB like Veyris did to Veyris II

Cekan wrote:To the toddler screams?

in the dark? :)

What is a Veyris

Mammo wrote:

Veyris x Estradia Fanfiction
Veyris, a student at Shaw University in Raleigh, always visited the Harris Teeter down the road to get her groceries. One day she went to buy some delicious melons, as they where in season. She put a couple in her cart and continued on to the butcher section. The butcher, who was named Estradia, had just started working there, and he fell immediately in love with Veyris.
Veyris asked for some sausages, and Estradia bent down to get some. While he was putting them in the bag he slipped a note in the bag stating:“For a good time visit me at 105 Rapist Rd.”
Veyris went through the checkout and on the way home, she got hungry. So she reached in the bag to pull out one of the sausages and pulled out the note. She decided to visit Estradia who had seemed to be a nice guy. She typed the address into her GPS and started to drive towards the house.
After 15 minutes of driving she finally found the house. It was an old, run down house with alternating yellow, pink, and purple bricks on the side. On the door was a smiley face painted in blood, and a sign that said “the Playpen”. Unfazed by the creepy exterior, she knocked on the door. Almost immediately Estradia, dressed in a cat costume and covered in mustard, answered the door.
“Welcome,” Estradia said sofly, “I’m glad you…came…Do you want to come in?”
“Yes,” said Veyris, turned on by Estradia.
Veyris followed Estradia into the house and saw the walls covered in pictures of cats.
“Why do you always cover yourself in Mustard?” asked Veyris.
“This mustard is a symbol of my devotion to Fiji,” said Veyris mysteriously, “If you want to be like me, I will have to cover you in…in…in…”
“In what?” asked Veyris.
Estradia giggled, “In cream.”
Veyris was guided into a dimly lit room. The windows where covered by pants hanging from clothes lines.
Veyris looked at the pants and asked, “Why do they all have milk stains on them.”
“You will learn in time,” said Estradia, who then hit Veyris over the head with a metal bat.
Veyris awoke several hours later handcuffed to Eastrdia’s bed. Estradia was hovering over her dressed in a penguin costume and rubbing cottage cheese on her face.
“Shhh, go back to sleep, we are almost ready,” he whispered as he banged her on the head again with the bat.
She awoke again several hours later, dressed in a cat costume and still handcuffed. Estradia is hovering over her bed. As she tried to speak Estradia forces a spoon of cottage cheese into her mouth.
Estradia yells to her, “Eat it! It’s healthy! You want big, strong bones, right?”
After eating half the container Veyris asked Estradia, “Don’t you want some, Estradia?”
Estradia answered creepily, “Don’t worry, my bones are already firm and strong. Maybe I can give you something that will put your strong bones to use”
“W-w-what do you mean?” asked Veyris.
“I want to [CENSORED BY FIJI] you,” said Estradia as his lips and Veyris’s made contact. Estradia unbuckled his pants and Veyris slid off her shirt, and unhooked her bra.
[THE SEX SCENE IS CENSORED BY FIJI]
“That was awesome,” said Veyris as she put her clothes back on.
Veyris and Estradia began dating, and married five years after their first encounter. They moved into the creepy rape house together and lived their lives happily together making dolphin-themed sex toys in their basement.
THE END.

This is a Veyris.

I miss estradia. He had the best perfunctory single-sentence posts, always laden with several, oftentimes contradictory, carefully designed subtexts. An architect of language, that one.

Cekan wrote:Why would you want to leave us?

I

Greater New Poland wrote:Sorta true. I guess I should grab life by the p*ssy instead.

I love randomly stumbling upon an rmb page where I posted a lot and remembering how unhinged I still am

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