WHAT YEAR IS IT!? *Jumanji Robbin Williams*
12 years ago
So, someone actually posted a comment on one of my.. now three year old journal posts, and it reminded me that this feature exists. Ha! So, I updated my profile info. You know, since I'm no longer 25, playing PS2 or consider Burnout one of my favorite game series. (Curse you EA for defiling all the pretty ones)
Yeah! So, a lot has happened since three years ago.
Back then, I was strongly considering giving up fur RP *and* furry art because some select persons had taken a severe, heavy, putrid shit all over my enjoyment of Foxy as a character and anthros as a sexy past-time.
I got over it, mostly. I do still play Foxy on occasion on Taps, but considering I got 80 percent complete writing her departure epitaph, I'm also kind of over her as well. I hold absolutely no illusions that she'll ever have a steady mate or a compelling story line ever again. But every now and then, I drag her out of the toy chest to jiggle her big melon tits and floppy fertile cock over some eager one night stand.
In a way, she lived in as a new character on a "BE centric" mush called Dawn of BE. BE stands for Breast Expansion. You know, tits getting bigger! My favorite flavor of tea, I must say. Alas, the humanified Alexandria Trinity, busty hermy redhead scientist, recently suffered a fate worse than death. Her IC girlfriend quit the game, thus making months of sexy, intimate play all for naught.
What a gnarled, pustule-ridden cunt.
I can see if you need a break, or if you duck into hiding to avoid certain assholes, but literally departing from the mush entirely without so much as a page mail to people who've been playing with, daily, for months? Holy fuck that's rude. More over, when coaxed to explain herself as to why the sudden vanish, she lays down the "Well, this isn't real, so whatever". Is this fucking 1998? What kind of backward sphincter roaches still consider online interactions to be "not real"? I'm not a fucking AI subroutine. When you exit the browser window, I do not simply go away. The actions in online RP may not be real, but that doesn't mean that they're empty expressions. If there wasn't enjoyment and emotion in RP, why would anyone do it at all? We're not all sociopaths, thankyouverymuch.
So, Foxy is semi-retired and Alexandria is functionally dead. Not a great run of luck for the Trinity legacy. But I'll soldier on and continue to play other characters on Dawn, delighting in the imagination conjuring text of big squishy tits getting bigger, heavy with milk and warm with fleshy substance.
Hey, how about an RL check in, since my old journals were all gloom and doom and fuckery?
I'm 31 now. That kind of sucks. No more or less than 30 or 29, but considering I've been single for six years, it's a bit of a kick in the pants considering how many of my friends and coworkers are either engaged, married or already settled into a house with kids.
I finally have a dependable car that was made less than a century ago. That's exciting. Still making payments on it, but! I also have secured a very nice job at a big name IT company and I'm salaried. Woo! Finally making enough money to both living comfortably and pay off my previous debts, including the small bit of homeless credit card living from a few years ago and my student loans. If everything goes according to plan, I'll be mostly if not completely debt free in five years. That'll be awesome.
I still have roommates, but they're all new since previous journal entries. Everyone has good jobs and respectable, adult understanding of personal space. I could probably afford to live alone, but I do like the hint of socializing outside of work and it helps pay down my debts faster.
Anyway, that's all for now. Checking FA for skeezy fur porn is still part of my daily link review. Shame that Doug seems to be gone for a few years now, but I've found a handful of other BIG 'UN artists which cater to my tastes nicely. Assuming my new characters don't implode before I have expendable income, maybe I'll get a commission done and show them off.
Thanks for reading this, and for watching me for some reason. You're adorable. Most people would've unsubbed after a couple years without an update.
Yeah! So, a lot has happened since three years ago.
Back then, I was strongly considering giving up fur RP *and* furry art because some select persons had taken a severe, heavy, putrid shit all over my enjoyment of Foxy as a character and anthros as a sexy past-time.
I got over it, mostly. I do still play Foxy on occasion on Taps, but considering I got 80 percent complete writing her departure epitaph, I'm also kind of over her as well. I hold absolutely no illusions that she'll ever have a steady mate or a compelling story line ever again. But every now and then, I drag her out of the toy chest to jiggle her big melon tits and floppy fertile cock over some eager one night stand.
In a way, she lived in as a new character on a "BE centric" mush called Dawn of BE. BE stands for Breast Expansion. You know, tits getting bigger! My favorite flavor of tea, I must say. Alas, the humanified Alexandria Trinity, busty hermy redhead scientist, recently suffered a fate worse than death. Her IC girlfriend quit the game, thus making months of sexy, intimate play all for naught.
What a gnarled, pustule-ridden cunt.
I can see if you need a break, or if you duck into hiding to avoid certain assholes, but literally departing from the mush entirely without so much as a page mail to people who've been playing with, daily, for months? Holy fuck that's rude. More over, when coaxed to explain herself as to why the sudden vanish, she lays down the "Well, this isn't real, so whatever". Is this fucking 1998? What kind of backward sphincter roaches still consider online interactions to be "not real"? I'm not a fucking AI subroutine. When you exit the browser window, I do not simply go away. The actions in online RP may not be real, but that doesn't mean that they're empty expressions. If there wasn't enjoyment and emotion in RP, why would anyone do it at all? We're not all sociopaths, thankyouverymuch.
So, Foxy is semi-retired and Alexandria is functionally dead. Not a great run of luck for the Trinity legacy. But I'll soldier on and continue to play other characters on Dawn, delighting in the imagination conjuring text of big squishy tits getting bigger, heavy with milk and warm with fleshy substance.
Hey, how about an RL check in, since my old journals were all gloom and doom and fuckery?
I'm 31 now. That kind of sucks. No more or less than 30 or 29, but considering I've been single for six years, it's a bit of a kick in the pants considering how many of my friends and coworkers are either engaged, married or already settled into a house with kids.
I finally have a dependable car that was made less than a century ago. That's exciting. Still making payments on it, but! I also have secured a very nice job at a big name IT company and I'm salaried. Woo! Finally making enough money to both living comfortably and pay off my previous debts, including the small bit of homeless credit card living from a few years ago and my student loans. If everything goes according to plan, I'll be mostly if not completely debt free in five years. That'll be awesome.
I still have roommates, but they're all new since previous journal entries. Everyone has good jobs and respectable, adult understanding of personal space. I could probably afford to live alone, but I do like the hint of socializing outside of work and it helps pay down my debts faster.
Anyway, that's all for now. Checking FA for skeezy fur porn is still part of my daily link review. Shame that Doug seems to be gone for a few years now, but I've found a handful of other BIG 'UN artists which cater to my tastes nicely. Assuming my new characters don't implode before I have expendable income, maybe I'll get a commission done and show them off.
Thanks for reading this, and for watching me for some reason. You're adorable. Most people would've unsubbed after a couple years without an update.
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