RP:]] PIRATES OF THE QUEERABBEAN

((HAHAHAHAHAHAH
Now look at the comment IIIIIIIIII sent Syn on mehspace.
HEHEHEHEHE
Someone will go on her profile and readeth it.
MUAHAHAHAHAHHA))

((Hahahahah! Jo, what the fuck?! Haha.
You and me, are rather odd, me thinks.
I'ma going now. After my last myspace comment I am posting now.
BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. x))

((Noo!! I am ORDINARILY NORMAL!! XDDDDDDD
And BYENESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!))

((NO ONE CAN TOUCH US!
Sorreh, A7X again.
Anyho, where is everyone?
I look very going out-y today, like I am going to a gig or a posh restaurant, not getting pissed around a castle.
Ah well, means if the cops show up I can look at them like I'm sorry, I was supposed to be attending a dinner meeting with my father, and I became lost...
Ahem.))

[[Cool, ne keybord, hlf the key don't ork.
icked.
*kill computer*]]

[[*kills computer*
I have to use the on screen keyboard for aqz.
*screams*
Well better than nothing.

Y'know what cheers you up when you're pissed off?
Trying on hats in Primark/Claires.
Oh the joy.

Spoiler:

I really like hats.

I also literally squealed in delight in the middle of Primark.
I have decided that I want some silver boots.
And they had some in my siiiiiize.
I have to wait until next week to get 'em but hey, I can wait that long.
If you look over my shoulder in the rock fingers/Syn hat pic, you can see them.
If not them, maybe the white ones.
I've never had black boots.
I'm not starting now!]]

((I'm home and completely dead.
And I am working again tomorrow. My only day off but I HAVE to go in because they are short staffed. Grrrr. And I reaslly need to do some artwork and graphics work tomorrow. It has to be looked at on Tuesday but I won't be able to do some on Monday for obvious reasons, and tomorrow I'm only gonna get a half day to do it.
-sighs-
I hate my parents for making me get a job. I have no time to myself anymore. ))

[[That's a bit shit.
]]

((Tis.
I hope it calms down soon and I won't have to work as much.
I'm just sooooooooooo tired, and worried about my college work.

Brb. Dinner calls. I am so hungry, I haven't eaten anything since 1:00 this afternoon, and that was a sandwich and a cookie.))

[[Bless, okies.
Oh did my letter turn up by the way?
Or am I going to have to attempt to type one up tomorrow?]]

((Back.
I think you better type one out tomorrow. Just be a safe rather than sorry, you know. I might get here for Monday morning, dunno, best be safe though.
Work is really messing with my social life too. Ha. I mean, look at where Jo is now. And I'm here.))

((Well this cheered me up.
<3<3<3<3<3<3
Especially Track 3, 4, 8 & 10.))

[[Gah, stupid postal service.
I'll type one up, then chuck in random a's.
Bloody keyboard.

I refuse to listen to that.
I want all the tracks to be fresh whenI hear them.
Well except 2, obviously, haha.]]

((I know, seriously, if they took up the jobs to be postal workers they must have known what was going to happen and what pay they would get. If they didn't like it, why didn't the ones that didn't like it quit or change something? Seriously, if you work with a company, you need to learn that they are above you and you work for them. Strikes are pointless and stupid because other people get hired while the strike is in action and those people that get hired are normally imagrintes and will get paid even less. So that future generations will get even less pay because of their stupid parents and granparents being stubborn.

Well, all I'm gonna say is that Lost is gonna be my favourite track. Techno and skate punk undertones. Yum.))

[[THIS KEYBOaRD IS DRIVING ME NUTS.
It's fucking brand new and it doesn't work.
I'm really pissed off.
I have to paste a goddamn 'a' everytime I want one.
I'm going to scream.]]

((Awww. That sucks. ))
Well, if you wanna RPee, even with the crappy keyboard, just type it and then post it and I'll edit it and put the 'a's' where you need them.
I'm kinda bored right now. Heh.))

[[Awww, bless.
Yeah, can do.
Tis something to keep me amused and stop me from pining for the boots.

We still in the middle of the tag team rape still?
Maybe having Mick disappeared off somewhere?]]

((Okie Dokie. Haha.
I saw a lot of really nice clothes in Teh maxx today while on recovery. You should feel sorry for me working there. Hah.

Works for me. I think I posted last...))

Zacky wrote:

-walks into room and sighs-
-looks down at the bed-
So. You aren't going to tell Syn about this, are you?
-turns around-

*moves behind Zacky*
*grips hips*
*smirks*
He already knows, sweetheart.
Slacking off again, boy?

-eyes snap wide open-
-stands as stiff as a board-
Sss....Syn.
Where's Mick?
-looks around at other shoulder-
-bites lip-
I should know that these two work together.

Mick had to step out for a while.
He's been causing my crew to shirk their responsibilities.
I'm not amused.
*leans closer to*
*hisses in ear*
I think it's about time someone taught you lesson, boy.
You came here to be fucked.
So you're going to get it.
*pushes down onto bed*
My way.

-widens eyes-
-crawls up the bed fastly-
-stutters-
But. Jacoby, he'll hate you for this.
-turns around and looks at Syn-
-holds onto self and watches Syn from the other end of the bed-
-sits pushed against the bed board-

What Coby doesn't know won't hurt him.
Besides, this is purely discipline.
Nothing more to it.
*shrugs off jacket*
I have a right to discipline my crewmen.
*pulls off shirt*
*kneels on bed in front of*
Don't I?

-shakes head violently-
Not like this!
-darts eyes to the door-
-jumps from the bed and makes a fun for it-

*jumps up from bed*
*grabs arm*
Heh, no you don't.
*throws against wall*
*pins wrists above head*
You wanted to be fucked.
You're going to get fucked.
*holds wrists with one hand*
*pulls at belts*

[[Syn'll probably have to be interrupted.
I only have 45 minutes.]]