I intended this post to be an explanatory one - a why-I'm-here sort of thing, but since my fictitious playthings are about to hijack it, I'll make this quick. Perverts should, when possible, be among their own kind, and this seems like a good place for it. Basically, I learned of a group called Crisis Hardcore, and I was like, I'm in!
Zack: "Oh, great, there's more like you?"
Fine, fine. Enter the choir.
Sephy-Pants: "I am not a choir. I am a general and will be accorded the proper - "
Me: "Naked blond toys?"
Sephy-Pants: "Well, yes. But I must protest the demeaning nickname."
Zack: "You? How do you think I feel?"
Me: "I had to give you a nickname, Sephy, or you'd be left out. We've got the Puppy - "
Zack: *glares* "Stupid Angeal."
Me: "The Puppet - "
Cloud: "Eh. Better than Zack's."
Me: "And now - "
Sephy-Pants: "Pants?"
Cloud: "Um, does anyone need to know this stuff? Shouldn't you just tell them you're gonna post stories here about all the unspeakable things you make us do?"
Zack: "Oh, yeah, that's right. I'm not talking to you. You're completely desecrating Angeal's memory, if you ask me."
Me: "When I want your opinion, I'll remove the gag."
Sephy-Pants: "But...Pants?"
Me: "You wear them, don't you?"
Cloud: "Not often, actually. Not around us, at least."
Me: "What about...Sephy-Panties? I don't like that as much."
Sephy-Pants: "I do not wear these 'panties' you speak of. Though I may be reduced to such a condition if you keep allowing Zack in my underwear drawer."
Cloud: "Can we go to sleep now?"
Me: "Of course, my little Cloudy. I need you guys fresh for the next round of debauchery."
Sephy-Pants: "What?"
Me: "You heard me, Deaf-iroth."
Having three pieces of CG eye candy living in your closet is not all it's cracked up to be. You wouldn't believe how much rope and duct tape I go through.
Zack: "Oh, great, there's more like you?"
Fine, fine. Enter the choir.
Sephy-Pants: "I am not a choir. I am a general and will be accorded the proper - "
Me: "Naked blond toys?"
Sephy-Pants: "Well, yes. But I must protest the demeaning nickname."
Zack: "You? How do you think I feel?"
Me: "I had to give you a nickname, Sephy, or you'd be left out. We've got the Puppy - "
Zack: *glares* "Stupid Angeal."
Me: "The Puppet - "
Cloud: "Eh. Better than Zack's."
Me: "And now - "
Sephy-Pants: "Pants?"
Cloud: "Um, does anyone need to know this stuff? Shouldn't you just tell them you're gonna post stories here about all the unspeakable things you make us do?"
Zack: "Oh, yeah, that's right. I'm not talking to you. You're completely desecrating Angeal's memory, if you ask me."
Me: "When I want your opinion, I'll remove the gag."
Sephy-Pants: "But...Pants?"
Me: "You wear them, don't you?"
Cloud: "Not often, actually. Not around us, at least."
Me: "What about...Sephy-Panties? I don't like that as much."
Sephy-Pants: "I do not wear these 'panties' you speak of. Though I may be reduced to such a condition if you keep allowing Zack in my underwear drawer."
Cloud: "Can we go to sleep now?"
Me: "Of course, my little Cloudy. I need you guys fresh for the next round of debauchery."
Sephy-Pants: "What?"
Me: "You heard me, Deaf-iroth."
Having three pieces of CG eye candy living in your closet is not all it's cracked up to be. You wouldn't believe how much rope and duct tape I go through.