Saturday, April 20, 2013
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
Sometimes a cigar it's not just a cigar
I was frowning and i am not going to say she rarely seen me doing it but this time the frown was upside down... (whatever that means and you know what i mean)
I had buried myself in my usual observational spot where unusual things usually happen as usual it is, with my cigars, a bottle of whiskey and a few
bulletproof demons in a room that was loaded of that sweet smoke but thick enough to slowly penetrate her skin as i sat in the darkness of a black leather chair looking at the burnt moonbeams bouncing off the cold hardwood floors.
“Are you trying to drown or suffocate?” (she asked)
“Neither. Just lighting my throat on fire.”
“Let me help you.” (she said)
She bridged the room, stood between my legs, crossed her arms and draw each corner of her silk blouse into her fists, sliding it up her creamy skin and over her head before letting it all go.
I watched it float to the ground before turning my eyes to her bare breasts. They were perfect. Half-moon orbs floating just above my eye line.
Then she grabs the cigar from my mouth and placed it in hers.
“Give it back !” (i demanded)
“Tell me why I should ?” (Leaning over me, taunting me with her breasts and dangling them just inches from my lips)
“I’ve got big plans for that cigar.” (she said)
Slowly; like who gives a fuck, i lazily motioned to the full glass of whiskey on the table at my right side.
“I’m going to dip it in my whiskey. Swirl it around each of your areolae. Watch the amber syrup melt into your skin and when your perky breasts and nipples are covered in whiskey, I’ll lick them and suck it all off.”
“Oh?” (She shifted slightly)
She felt her nipples harden as her mind enacted my threats.
“Yes. Then I’ll rip down your skirt, force your panties to the side and stroke your wet lips with the cigar.
They're wet, aren’t they, doll?
Dip it again in my whiskey and play back and forth over the lips of your sweet pussy.”
She wanted to reply, but her mouth had curled around the end of the cigar, the tightly rolled film sticking to her.
“I’ll let it dip just into that pussy of yours as i nibble the tip of your nipples, savour the feel of it hardening and the taste of the warm whiskey in my mouth. Then, I’ll dip the cigar in the whiskey, again as i will make your pussy lips tingle and work the tip of the cigar round your clit until you moan.”
She moaned. She couldn’t help herself and asked:
“I thought you were going to use the whiskey to get drunk?”
“I’ve got a whole bottle and it takes a lot more to get me drunk. Right now i’m looking to get very flammable.” (i replied)
I slid my right hand over the curve of her hip and leaned into her, placing my lips on her skin right below her navel while letting my hand travel down to her ass and lightly playing with it before continuing.
“Then I’ll turn you, bend you over. Tear off those pretty panties ya' got. Pour that warming whiskey on your bare backside and let it all drip and fall down between your legs, running the cigar over your warm wet lips. Then i will dip it in whiskey again and stick it inside your ass while i lick the whiskey off your pussy.
“I’ll even spill some more. You should see how nice it would travel down the beautiful crease between your cheeks. I’ll spread your ass and pour some over your tight ass-hole. Warming that little rosebud and your hot pussy.”
She gripped the cigar with her teeth as she tried to catch her breath. my hand was circling her bottom and she felt the wetness of her panties and i smacked her ass hard making her jump and bit the cigar harder.
She was afraid to speak and i spanked her again.
“How’s that feel ? Ready to give me that cigar ?”
She shook her head negatively, and pushed her ass back into my palm.
“Oh, you want more?
Well then... i’ll take the cigar to my mouth; suck on it to cover it with my spit, and then shove it up your your ass again pushing it firmly to get the sweet stick of the cigar slowly filling your insides as my whiskey-coated lips and fingers begin to stroke your pussy and clit.
Then... i will start circling the cigar around your ass while my fingers stroke and push into your pussy and maybe, if you’re lucky, I’ll lean down and let my tongue catch those drops of liquid dripping from your clit and suck it dry while my fingers are buried deep in your woman hole and the warm cigar moves in and out of your ass.
All this in time with your moans, breathing and cries…"
“How long would it take for you to come?” (she wonders)
She handed him the cigar.
“All night long...” (i said)
“Prove it.” (she replies)
I took a deep, deep puff . Looked her deeply in the eyes as if we were about to engage in a duel to death and as i slowly exhaled all the smoke between us...
"as i said ... if you're lucky..."
I had buried myself in my usual observational spot where unusual things usually happen as usual it is, with my cigars, a bottle of whiskey and a few
bulletproof demons in a room that was loaded of that sweet smoke but thick enough to slowly penetrate her skin as i sat in the darkness of a black leather chair looking at the burnt moonbeams bouncing off the cold hardwood floors.
“Are you trying to drown or suffocate?” (she asked)
“Neither. Just lighting my throat on fire.”
“Let me help you.” (she said)
She bridged the room, stood between my legs, crossed her arms and draw each corner of her silk blouse into her fists, sliding it up her creamy skin and over her head before letting it all go.
I watched it float to the ground before turning my eyes to her bare breasts. They were perfect. Half-moon orbs floating just above my eye line.
Then she grabs the cigar from my mouth and placed it in hers.
“Give it back !” (i demanded)
“Tell me why I should ?” (Leaning over me, taunting me with her breasts and dangling them just inches from my lips)
“I’ve got big plans for that cigar.” (she said)
Slowly; like who gives a fuck, i lazily motioned to the full glass of whiskey on the table at my right side.
“I’m going to dip it in my whiskey. Swirl it around each of your areolae. Watch the amber syrup melt into your skin and when your perky breasts and nipples are covered in whiskey, I’ll lick them and suck it all off.”
“Oh?” (She shifted slightly)
She felt her nipples harden as her mind enacted my threats.
“Yes. Then I’ll rip down your skirt, force your panties to the side and stroke your wet lips with the cigar.
They're wet, aren’t they, doll?
Dip it again in my whiskey and play back and forth over the lips of your sweet pussy.”
She wanted to reply, but her mouth had curled around the end of the cigar, the tightly rolled film sticking to her.
“I’ll let it dip just into that pussy of yours as i nibble the tip of your nipples, savour the feel of it hardening and the taste of the warm whiskey in my mouth. Then, I’ll dip the cigar in the whiskey, again as i will make your pussy lips tingle and work the tip of the cigar round your clit until you moan.”
She moaned. She couldn’t help herself and asked:
“I thought you were going to use the whiskey to get drunk?”
“I’ve got a whole bottle and it takes a lot more to get me drunk. Right now i’m looking to get very flammable.” (i replied)
I slid my right hand over the curve of her hip and leaned into her, placing my lips on her skin right below her navel while letting my hand travel down to her ass and lightly playing with it before continuing.
“Then I’ll turn you, bend you over. Tear off those pretty panties ya' got. Pour that warming whiskey on your bare backside and let it all drip and fall down between your legs, running the cigar over your warm wet lips. Then i will dip it in whiskey again and stick it inside your ass while i lick the whiskey off your pussy.
“I’ll even spill some more. You should see how nice it would travel down the beautiful crease between your cheeks. I’ll spread your ass and pour some over your tight ass-hole. Warming that little rosebud and your hot pussy.”
She gripped the cigar with her teeth as she tried to catch her breath. my hand was circling her bottom and she felt the wetness of her panties and i smacked her ass hard making her jump and bit the cigar harder.
She was afraid to speak and i spanked her again.
“How’s that feel ? Ready to give me that cigar ?”
She shook her head negatively, and pushed her ass back into my palm.
“Oh, you want more?
Well then... i’ll take the cigar to my mouth; suck on it to cover it with my spit, and then shove it up your your ass again pushing it firmly to get the sweet stick of the cigar slowly filling your insides as my whiskey-coated lips and fingers begin to stroke your pussy and clit.
Then... i will start circling the cigar around your ass while my fingers stroke and push into your pussy and maybe, if you’re lucky, I’ll lean down and let my tongue catch those drops of liquid dripping from your clit and suck it dry while my fingers are buried deep in your woman hole and the warm cigar moves in and out of your ass.
All this in time with your moans, breathing and cries…"
“How long would it take for you to come?” (she wonders)
She handed him the cigar.
“All night long...” (i said)
“Prove it.” (she replies)
I took a deep, deep puff . Looked her deeply in the eyes as if we were about to engage in a duel to death and as i slowly exhaled all the smoke between us...
"as i said ... if you're lucky..."
Friday, February 1, 2013
IQ Points V: Ameilia Fairlady & French fries
While understanding wittiness cannot be expected from lesser minds... at very least googling for the French guillotine would avoided a huge amount of self proclaimed masterful ignorance, dumbness and stupidity.
Like this; you dumbasses don't even give me a chance to bad mouth you in my own words.
Like this; you dumbasses don't even give me a chance to bad mouth you in my own words.
i did both ...
I wonder if i had told her that Santa Claus got stigmata that year; she would ask if it had something to do with masturbation...
Some people brighten up a room by leaving it.
Thursday, January 31, 2013
How to be insulted by a superior I.Q
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so .. how does it feel ?
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Draconian Hax: Real life 2
Can you handle it ?
... and the rest of you fat deepshits cannot suck me
since I keep my penis cholesterol free ...
since I keep my penis cholesterol free ...
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
The sheep, the IrishLionHeart cowboy and the pig
In a surreal anal ogy indirectly related to sex from a great western classic from the man smoking the cigar, i bring you the bloodlines version right now known as the The sheep, the IrishLionHeart cowboy and the pig.
As the night arrived, a strange dark humus presence walks towards the house. It appears to be an old man beaten down by time and age carrying a sheep under his left arm.
He enters his home and goes directly to his bedroom where he finds his wife in bed. (alone- who the hell wants scrap yard)
With a disgusted and unsatisfying look on his eyes he glares at her and with a crude tone in is voice he says :
IrishLionHeart: This is the pig i am fucking!
The woman lightly turns to have a better look at him and with astonishment she replies:
Woman: That is not a pig; you dumbass.
IrishLionHeart: shut up ... i was not talking to you.
As the night arrived, a strange dark humus presence walks towards the house. It appears to be an old man beaten down by time and age carrying a sheep under his left arm.
He enters his home and goes directly to his bedroom where he finds his wife in bed. (alone- who the hell wants scrap yard)
With a disgusted and unsatisfying look on his eyes he glares at her and with a crude tone in is voice he says :
IrishLionHeart: This is the pig i am fucking!
The woman lightly turns to have a better look at him and with astonishment she replies:
Woman: That is not a pig; you dumbass.
IrishLionHeart: shut up ... i was not talking to you.
... you see in this world there are 2 kinds of people "my friend"...
those who smoke a cigar and those who suck dick...
you suck ...
Friday, September 7, 2012
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Draconian Hax: Real life 1
Given the amount of IM flood inquiry about my magnificent well missed, worshipped adored presence at my usual bloodlines office... i will answer here about where i have been, am, and will be for a while more trying to escape milfs, cougars and rebounded teens... while the outstanding majority of athletic, muscular and well shaped RL bloodlines players drown themselves in bacon, cheese, sodium, cholesterol, carbohydrates, sugar, salt, shit and so on. (try cyanide too)
... so many babes ... not enough condoms ...
Saturday, July 14, 2012
Saturday, June 23, 2012
IQ points III: Existential crises of confused minds
Ever wondered about those harassing dumbass deepshits that act just the same way as their liege acted which in turn act like the one that bit the liege acted, which also behaved like the former one who brought them to the clan and so on; going all the way up through the bloodline duplicating the game franchise as well as duplication the same harassment and stupidity with percentual increments of "i am here to prove that i am more of a shitty rat than the previous one and want to be recognized for it" doing anything for a soul but without knowing why they are mindless soldiers with a plunger shooved up their asses ?
I have not seen this kind of harassment since Blood Warriors clan once with over 4000 members lead by Shanny Sweetwater and p2472 Sideshow.
(shitty old times no ? maybe they should have use the plunger for it's intended purpose.)
I have not seen this kind of harassment since Blood Warriors clan once with over 4000 members lead by Shanny Sweetwater and p2472 Sideshow.
(shitty old times no ? maybe they should have use the plunger for it's intended purpose.)
...moving on...
Someone who does not EVEN know who she is
(click to maximize)
Another outstanding clan with extremely wholesome remarkable "bipeds"
Shit always comes down the pipe but the smell always stays up there like a cloud of pig methane used as eau de toilette
... by the way ... IT WAS HER
Friday, May 11, 2012
When SL/BL jumps to RL
... around some clan...
wouldn't you like to know who she is on bloodlines ...
*winks*
... and she is a LAWYER... (who would have guessed)
Monday, April 16, 2012
It has been found
... after almost a life time and 2 and a half decades plus 23 or 25 seconds (give or take); just like a finding an oasis in the desert after personifying thirst; i may have found the excalibur of bloodlines and the one and only truly un-uptight bloodlines ass ... literally ...
Behold ! the opposite of bloodlines uptightness Shanny Sweetwater ... (the price to pay for lesbianism ...since nothing gets shoved up there.... )
Behold ! the opposite of bloodlines uptightness Shanny Sweetwater ... (the price to pay for lesbianism ...since nothing gets shoved up there.... )
[2011/01/28 8:53] Draconian Hax: bean ... ?
[2011/01/28 8:54] Pantera Belwraith: uh huh... loooong story
[2011/01/28 8:54] Pantera Belwraith: one that you would appreciate
[2011/01/28 8:54] Draconian Hax: go on ..
[2011/01/28 8:55] Pantera Belwraith: how open minded are you?
[2011/01/28 8:55] Draconian Hax: very
[2011/01/28 8:55] Pantera Belwraith: so... i was having voice sex with my last partner
[2011/01/28 8:55] Draconian Hax: realistic or faked ?
[2011/01/28 8:55] Pantera Belwraith: oh.. it was real
[2011/01/28 8:56] Draconian Hax: ok
[2011/01/28 8:56] Pantera Belwraith: and i was using a butt plug
[2011/01/28 8:56] Pantera Belwraith: so when we finished i pulled it out and something popped out of my ass and landed in my hand... and the only thing i could think was that i had just shit in my hand...
[2011/01/28 8:56] Pantera Belwraith: well...
[2011/01/28 8:56] Draconian Hax laughs
[2011/01/28 8:57] Pantera Belwraith: i slowly look down, and i had shit a jelly bean
[2011/01/28 8:57] Pantera Belwraith: apparently...
[2011/01/28 8:57] Draconian Hax laughs !
[2011/01/28 8:57] Pantera Belwraith: my son had been eating jelly beans in bed and before i shoved the butt plug up me ass, one had stuck to the head of it
[2011/01/28 8:58] Draconian Hax: fucking lol
[2011/01/28 8:58] Pantera Belwraith: now my clan has a group called Pantera's Bean
[2011/01/28 8:58] Draconian Hax laughs
[2011/01/28 8:58] Pantera Belwraith: and one of our minions is starting a church to worship the bean
[2011/01/28 8:59] Draconian Hax: well.. fore sure i see you are not one of those uptight asses around bloodlines ( i mean in a figure of speech )
[2011/01/28 8:59] Pantera Belwraith: LOL
[2011/01/28 8:59] Draconian Hax: so they know the story ?
[2011/01/28 8:59] Pantera Belwraith: are you kidding.. like i could keep THAT ONE to myself
[2011/01/28 8:59] Pantera Belwraith: that story is one to be shared with the masses
[2011/01/28 9:00] Draconian Hax: well... it seems you did not KEEP it to yourself as it popped out
[2011/01/28 9:00] Pantera Belwraith: LMFAO
i'll be damned if i was religious and believed in something BIGGER than myself, if i would not be there in that church 24/7/355 plus that extra day sometimes...
Saturday, March 3, 2012
IQ Points II: The stuff i know
I was never a fan of "simple minds" performing at slbloodlines...
but the time warp from 7:39 to 7:46 for intellectual flatliners is priceless
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Upcoming huge Bloodlines Success
"To be ... or not to see that with fear of your threat in the pants lies my pee"
no need to hope for ... just wait.
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Dedicated to "Laura": Who's your Santa tonight?
Call me Santa and beg and maybe, just maybe... if i am not busy... you might get lucky
you know who you are blondie, and you'll get it with a rage
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Breaking it down to the kids...
Since the general IQ value of the regular bloodliner is below acceptable human values; sometimes we have to break it down to the kids...
(click to maximize)
Friday, October 7, 2011
Babysitting irony vs clobbering time
To what this has now came to...
...now i have to use a baseball ... bat to refurbish your teeth
it's home run time... and you homeless dumbasses failed to pay the mortgage
(insert mega frown everywhere)
you're next... yah ...YOU
... even Chuck Norris is hiding
Friday, September 30, 2011
Bloodlines home boys: Cervantes Rexen & Kojynn Dryke
The dynamic duo... batman and robin
(Click images to maximize)
secondlife evangelizer
Training to be a better man ?
damn... that gym membership must have expired a looooooog time ago.
...yah you heard me hommie, me an' ma stereo...
"...we gon find you homeboy..."
signed:
Sunday, August 28, 2011
SL / Bloodlines Thieves: DasOman Actor & BaseBeta Python
A real Bloodlines scam. not that crap about huds that you dumbasses cry about all the time
update: 13/02/2011Currently BaseBeta Python is not only harassing other people online as he is also sending naked pictures of the victim to other people (including me). He also went as far as posting a video of him and the victim, on youtube without her permission. This video included some shocking images. His account has been removed from youtube after the upload and the video will be posted here once the victim is blacked out on that video.
He also as gone as far as threaten me and other people for having posting his name here. (i don't negotiate with emotional terrorists)
Well deepshit... did it upset you ?
[2011/02/08 14:40] BaseBeta Python: you really know how to piss people off
Noooo! really?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cXr5Wb1dPHw (sick stalker video)
http://www.reverbnation.com/label/basebetapython
http://omeniacs.co.uk
http://sl-charts.com
update: 07/02/2011
Bloodstained Deed as now been able to prevent her visa information to be continuously used by BaseBeta Python (Paul) and stop part of the transactions that happen but she still lost over $1000 USD.
BaseBeta Python has also closed Bloodstained Deeds secondlife account and stole all her Bloodlines souls. He also made Jeffrey Hax very upset.
To make matters worse; all 3 secondlife accounts were used from the same internet connection which means that all 3 accounts; Das DasOman and BaseBeta Python who is the scammer will be incorrectly seen also as Bloodstained Deed who was the victim.
Both secondlife accounts and bloodlines accounts will show the same ip address for the the 3 avatars although they are 2 different people.
Redzone will also match their ips and no redone does not effectively detect alts.
(Reasons and methods used for this scam are known but not be revealed)
update: 02/02/2011
Das DasOman and BaseBeta Python are the same person who's real name is a guy named Paul from the UK. (picture in the bottom)
After taking over Bloodstained Deed's SL account, he also keep using her credit card information which reached around $2000 USD.
Now here are a couple of deepshit scumbags of the usual kind around secondlife bloodlines.
Two of those non existent very respectable bloodlines assholes (that are known to not exist) that due to the lack of self achievement, need to steal and scam others for personal self importance. (the usual)
As i was enjoying my "usual" cigar at bloodlines east on the 27th (jan/2011) i saw Bloodstained Deed arriving and passing by me too fast , which at that moment i saw right away it was not her as the avatar passed by me resisting my incredible charm without saying a word or noticing me.
How was this possible ??? (i thought to myself, blinking like a christmas tree on steroids) And so i zoomed to see a noob using an avatar of someone i know not to be a noob.
This noob was DasOman Actor who was looking for a potion (hemlock) and showing that he did not know very well what he was doing.
He then bought the potion using her avatar and linden account info and went to the rezz area at east bloodlines to take the potion; passing by me again and resisting my charm. (2 times in a row ? not possible!)
At this time after having confirmed that it was not her using her avatar but a thief...
[11:22] Draconian Hax: HOW ARE YOU
[11:25] Draconian Hax: hemlock ?
[11:26] Draconian Hax: tisk tisk
[11:26] BloodStained Deed: noene of your business
[11:26] Draconian Hax: *ummm*
After this, i got the confirmed failure of answering the magic question.
None of my business ? (evil laugh here) oooohh you have no idea of what is my business around deepshit dumbass.
This took place around 11:26 SL time and both avatars logged out at the same time from SL.
DasOman Actor moved Bloodstained Deeds soul from the abyss to his ownership, removed her from being his liege and set BaseBeta Python as his liege. He stole all her souls and changed what was at the time his clan.
The next day their clan settings changed and Bloodstained Deeds soul was moved from DasOman Actor to BaseBeta Python who also owns his soul and is set as his liege.
Minutes later after the hemlock potion was bought; Bloodstained Deed was notified and started the process of account recovery.
(/me cracks his virtual nuckles and frowns)
(click pictures to maximize and see the current status)
The victim
The cock sucker
Yeah you heard me deepshit
[2011/02/08 14:29] BaseBeta Python: without her i dont have a life
(... then do us all a favor...)
Another one of those excellent clans full of excellent people
And if the the rest of the deepshits still haven't got it right about your secondlife account ; read this because i have better stuff to do than babysitting.(/me violently spits the rest of the cigar out)
...damn i hate disco...
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Rare intelligent people do sit at my bloodlines table
Style you continue to be redefined
if i could blush without exploding... i would
/me accepts the compliment & winks
... you 2 girls are damn fine
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Bloodlines Vampire Scams - II : Indoctrination beginning
The following should be self explanatory
(click to maximize and read)
To be continued
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Continuous forecast heading your way
Yesterday, Today , Tomorrow & so on...
... and yes i own this fridge magnet ...
(much like your asses when you don't behave)
Saturday, March 12, 2011
How to escape from Bloodlines Vampires
As more and more secondlife sims are following this practice (and others more extreme); many people are still annoyed, disturbed and bothered by these sooooooo nice, well educated, wholesome and full of ethics, humanoid walking samples on secondlife. However desperate no more as the perfect solution for you is here.
Escaping these 2 legged crawling low IQ things can be quite troublesome the same way as a smelly stink odor sticks around you which is even worse if it came from you just like a deadly fart. (are you an ex-bloodlines flying rat ?)
These people get so sticky on you that they become like one of those farts that you have been holding all day and which you need to let go but since you don't know the nature of the beast (other than being lots of it / just like these vampires) and which might ne one of those that can strip the varnish of a foot looker or a marriage; the problem becomes harder to deal with to get ride of these blood leeches.
Here is how you can escape a second life bloodlines vampire.
You can not wiggle them, no point fighting them, push or thrown them away, run from them or try to shut them down .
Just apply the same solution as shown at the end of the video.
Science never fails.
You can not wiggle them, no point fighting them, push or thrown them away, run from them or try to shut them down .
Just apply the same solution as shown at the end of the video.
Science never fails.
Same sticky odor on you, same kind of problem, same stickiness style and by consequence the same effectiveness solution to which you can verbally add when telling them to leave you alone.
... go away you beastly fart...
(works like a charm when used together with british snob repugnancy attitude)
Sunday, February 13, 2011
I.Q points I: Looking for blood ?
took her 2 minutes to figure it out and 1 minute to think it was funny
(at least there was some progress)
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Bloodlines niceness
Ever noticed how niiiiiiiiice active bloodlines people are around with you ?
So gentle and kind and soooooooo interested in help you asking nothing in return ..... at least until you get ... interested.
So where do you think this niceness comes from ?
Lets pretend that for once you have a brain and .... (wow !) you will be using it.
(don't worry... i will give you a help)
The visible goal of the bloodlines franchise is to harvest as many followers as possible in one specific line making the main "collector" of souls/avatars climb up steps in the bloodlines ranking status until shit (king/Queen) hits the fan (throne).
There are only 2 ways of achieving that goal.
1: Slow method: Consists in making people to like the collector/sponsor to the point that they will give their soul to the collector and join the clan.
2: Fast method: The collector will make as many secondlife alternative accounts which he/she will convert to the bloodlines franchise and put them in the clan and will use to scam other people and many times people from their own clans that are dumbasses enough to be paying huds around secondlife. Guess who you are paying huds to, sometimes ?
If you are not an alt, why do you think they are soooooo nice with you ? Is there anyone in the planet that can be a nice person 24/7 ?
How honest do you think they are with you ?
WAIT ! Don't answer. Think about this instead: Will you join the clan of an asshole/bitch ?
So nice they all are and their niceness is always inverse to their honesty. Don't believe ? Ask questions to see at what point you are told that you have to join if you want to know more and then.... its the point of no return.
They are all so nice and kind, except that asshole in white with the black cat.
Ever meet a dishonest salesman who was rude ?
So gentle and kind and soooooooo interested in help you asking nothing in return ..... at least until you get ... interested.
So where do you think this niceness comes from ?
Lets pretend that for once you have a brain and .... (wow !) you will be using it.
(don't worry... i will give you a help)
The visible goal of the bloodlines franchise is to harvest as many followers as possible in one specific line making the main "collector" of souls/avatars climb up steps in the bloodlines ranking status until shit (king/Queen) hits the fan (throne).
There are only 2 ways of achieving that goal.
1: Slow method: Consists in making people to like the collector/sponsor to the point that they will give their soul to the collector and join the clan.
2: Fast method: The collector will make as many secondlife alternative accounts which he/she will convert to the bloodlines franchise and put them in the clan and will use to scam other people and many times people from their own clans that are dumbasses enough to be paying huds around secondlife. Guess who you are paying huds to, sometimes ?
If you are not an alt, why do you think they are soooooo nice with you ? Is there anyone in the planet that can be a nice person 24/7 ?
How honest do you think they are with you ?
WAIT ! Don't answer. Think about this instead: Will you join the clan of an asshole/bitch ?
So nice they all are and their niceness is always inverse to their honesty. Don't believe ? Ask questions to see at what point you are told that you have to join if you want to know more and then.... its the point of no return.
They are all so nice and kind, except that asshole in white with the black cat.
Ever meet a dishonest salesman who was rude ?
keep paying those huds ... percentages are expected ...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Social_engineering_(security)
"bugs in the human hardware"
*laughs evilly*
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Social_engineering_(security)
"bugs in the human hardware"
*laughs evilly*
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Friday, November 19, 2010
Kimmi Mosely
Kimmi Mosely aka Style
Because a picture is worth a thousand words i decided to post a few pictures since 5 zeros are not cool enough
(here is someone who doesn't include "bullshit" in her personality)
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style has been redefined/me *growls*
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Halloween vs SL Bloodlines II
It's this time of the year again when secondlife bloodlines crawling things wear their people/person costume (it's said it feels like liquid garlic) for the world to see some sort of acceptable human life form.
... as for me, good looking as usual as it can be seen above in the great company of Jeffrey Hax; i will be disguised as a "nice polite person and very kind person" (if that is even technically possible). But only for 24h! So lets not get carried away ....
... as for me, good looking as usual as it can be seen above in the great company of Jeffrey Hax; i will be disguised as a "nice polite person and very kind person" (if that is even technically possible). But only for 24h! So lets not get carried away ....
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Bloodlines Vampire Scams - I : Preface
It seems that you bunch of whiners still haven't got it yet. You whine around and cry for pity from others while being a victims of yourselves and your own uncontrolled ego and desperation in some sort of validation for your existential useless bipedism putting this whining at work in a vicious circle which not only provides continuity for your misery as well as it fuels the reason for it's existence.You cry due to the scams --> get attention for that --> Scam --> You cry due to the scams = continuous attempt to achieve self importance.
... and most of all you don't want to solve it by your own choice when there is a solution at many levels. Solution that the higher ranks (and game crew) do not want you to take and teach you otherwise while providing you convenient workarounds that fit their needs. (THEIR NEEDS not YOURS) and it is intended to be that way..... just like that mechanic guy that every time you go to his shop he makes sure you will be back later to solve another problem.
But in other to understand that; you dumbasses need to get a picture drawn.
In the next few months this blog will feature a monthly post about second-life bloodlines in many aspects.
In a series of random posts (not chronological) it will cover the franchise, the recruiting, the follow up, sponsorship, uplines, downlines, Legs, basis of Multi-level marketing, database bloodlines and finally .. the Bloodlines hud.
(i will try to make it simple.. VERY simple since logic shows that complex ideas might be too much for your minds to handle since you still operate mostly from the amygdala and you are not really worth the effort of explain you why water is wet)
By now 80% of you are lost with most if the definitions posted above since they sound like something that has nothing to do with the so called game.
(i was going to say 100%, but even people like you need something that they call... "hope" to as another existential justification for your presence in the planet)
Game that is not really a game but a clever business model adapted to second-life.
It will also cover what is really played, how it is played and the true skills used to play it and who is making the money behind it and at the expenses of who, what and how.
Next: Bloodlines Vampire Scams - II : Indoctrination beginning
Thursday, August 12, 2010
DarkSoul Sapphire
If there is a place where furniture was made for me and i can enjoy some real fresh quietness when i want it and how i want it.
This is it.
The place where bats walk with the tip of their toes to avoid raising my eyebrows and the smoke of my cigar stands still.
Just feels like a glove, doll.
It is worth that word ... that i never say ...
I will be waiting for the new paintings with "my touch" ;)
*winks*Jeffrey loves this playground
Seems to have something to do with being "asshole free" ...
Look at him all groovy
ps:
stay tuned to get closure about that freedom.
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