He Who Has Risen! (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} christmartin) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} rps,@ 2009-11-10 19:11:00 |
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People terrify me. I am sorry that i am not on our actual friends page!
Instead i am here asking, begging, pleading for the following who will make it less terrifying to be out and about where i am supposed to be: Richard Ashcroft. Bono. Beck. Hanson. Gregg Alexander. Rivers Cuomo and Jack White so Ronnie can shut up about them already. Damon Albarn. That handsome GUY in my band. Mathew Bayton. Natalie Portman. Kirsten Dunst to despise Johnny and keep him miserable. TAKE THAT and that take means Robbie too! Not Westlife, perhaps one is quite OK but definitely not all four or five of them. Uncle Jay, apparently the maker of every single rap song. Kanye West to prove Moses wrong. Robert Downey Jr. Bradley. Jarvis Cocker. Brett Anderson. Guy Ritchie. Lily Allen. The Beckhams. Michael Stipe, Moby, so very tempted to put Billy Corgan here to continue the pattern. Billy Corgan. As well, as well: Anybody else! Thom Yorke, Matthew Bellamy and Alex Kapranos, i am swallowing some pride here! People who will get all of it! And if you read all of this in a strange English-like accent even though you're not European then you totally belong atarigolden too!
((i warn you again. if you have clicked after the jump, you hereby swear that you totally fully trust i will not send you a terrible std through the world wide web. the following is a joke. it is all a joke that won't be funny to anybody who would not trust my condoms, but it made me laugh writing it. i am going to get banned from rps again, i fear. by my very own friends, the shame!))
((i also have an ooc message for the real, live, real life brandon flowers. please stop stalking brandoflowers, cos frankly we are all a bit frightened by it. every time he updates or bloody opens his mouth (typing away at his little keyboard, oh you! heavens, i don't even know who is the you i am referring to. my head, i scratch thee.) it is only just about two weeks later, often just days! when you are in an interview and saying the same things. no no, you don't understand. the EXACT SAME BLOODY THINGS. understandably brando-shaped takes brando too4seriously until realistic interpretation becomes totally annoying but now we are all paranoid that you, the real, the live, the real life brandon flowers, might be secretly a roleplayer at arigolden, there to collect ideas so you can sound a bit more like yourself in your day to day. for heaven's sake, who do you play?! that is what i want to know. you're not that idiot c-mart, are you?! becos brandon flowers roleplaying as chris martin only just to get into his mind and start writing brilliant hits like "viva la vida" is clearly a bit disturbing. (it is a wonder you are not getting sued and it is so much less time consuming if you were to just go out and steal a song or two from rotten bearded people. take my advice. chris martin's advice. it is not the same thing, but the basic idea, you newbie roleplayer you, is that we pretend it is the same thing!) it is even more especially disturbing, should you be the wanker behind c-mart, cos as you can see for yourself, i have control of c-mart's journal and so i would have to be you. but i could not be you cos if i were you i would be masturbating in front of a mirror and definitely not roleplaying as any odd british sad bastard lunatic, handsome as he may be. whatever the case, stop it. you must just stop it and come clean while we are all a bit sane to forgive you and continue buying your records and clamouring for a snip of your horrendous facial hair. (i don't care if it is soft to the touch! it looks a disaster on your face!) you ought to pm me if you are too ashamed to tell everybody the truth. i won't tell any of the others who it is you play here. especially not to brando who possibly will short circuit. thank you!
lots of love, zebra cookie shapes (just the shapes, the cookies you will have to find somewhere else) and fright,
liz, who still has the voice of sad bastard lunatics every time she is logged in. honestly it is more disturbing than you roleplaying. how do i make it stop?))
Instead i am here asking, begging, pleading for the following who will make it less terrifying to be out and about where i am supposed to be: Richard Ashcroft. Bono. Beck. Hanson. Gregg Alexander. Rivers Cuomo and Jack White so Ronnie can shut up about them already. Damon Albarn. That handsome GUY in my band. Mathew Bayton. Natalie Portman. Kirsten Dunst to despise Johnny and keep him miserable. TAKE THAT and that take means Robbie too! Not Westlife, perhaps one is quite OK but definitely not all four or five of them. Uncle Jay, apparently the maker of every single rap song. Kanye West to prove Moses wrong. Robert Downey Jr. Bradley. Jarvis Cocker. Brett Anderson. Guy Ritchie. Lily Allen. The Beckhams. Michael Stipe, Moby, so very tempted to put Billy Corgan here to continue the pattern. Billy Corgan. As well, as well: Anybody else! Thom Yorke, Matthew Bellamy and Alex Kapranos, i am swallowing some pride here! People who will get all of it! And if you read all of this in a strange English-like accent even though you're not European then you totally belong at
arigolden too!((i warn you again. if you have clicked after the jump, you hereby swear that you totally fully trust i will not send you a terrible std through the world wide web. the following is a joke. it is all a joke that won't be funny to anybody who would not trust my condoms, but it made me laugh writing it. i am going to get banned from rps again, i fear. by my very own friends, the shame!))
((i also have an ooc message for the real, live, real life brandon flowers. please stop stalking brandoflowers, cos frankly we are all a bit frightened by it. every time he updates or bloody opens his mouth (typing away at his little keyboard, oh you! heavens, i don't even know who is the you i am referring to. my head, i scratch thee.) it is only just about two weeks later, often just days! when you are in an interview and saying the same things. no no, you don't understand. the EXACT SAME BLOODY THINGS. understandably brando-shaped takes brando too4seriously until realistic interpretation becomes totally annoying but now we are all paranoid that you, the real, the live, the real life brandon flowers, might be secretly a roleplayer at arigolden, there to collect ideas so you can sound a bit more like yourself in your day to day. for heaven's sake, who do you play?! that is what i want to know. you're not that idiot c-mart, are you?! becos brandon flowers roleplaying as chris martin only just to get into his mind and start writing brilliant hits like "viva la vida" is clearly a bit disturbing. (it is a wonder you are not getting sued and it is so much less time consuming if you were to just go out and steal a song or two from rotten bearded people. take my advice. chris martin's advice. it is not the same thing, but the basic idea, you newbie roleplayer you, is that we pretend it is the same thing!) it is even more especially disturbing, should you be the wanker behind c-mart, cos as you can see for yourself, i have control of c-mart's journal and so i would have to be you. but i could not be you cos if i were you i would be masturbating in front of a mirror and definitely not roleplaying as any odd british sad bastard lunatic, handsome as he may be. whatever the case, stop it. you must just stop it and come clean while we are all a bit sane to forgive you and continue buying your records and clamouring for a snip of your horrendous facial hair. (i don't care if it is soft to the touch! it looks a disaster on your face!) you ought to pm me if you are too ashamed to tell everybody the truth. i won't tell any of the others who it is you play here. especially not to brando who possibly will short circuit. thank you!
lots of love, zebra cookie shapes (just the shapes, the cookies you will have to find somewhere else) and fright,
liz, who still has the voice of sad bastard lunatics every time she is logged in. honestly it is more disturbing than you roleplaying. how do i make it stop?))