Chatting with Arderr Psique

-- InvisibleFetus [IF] began pestering GOGGLORofDOOM [GD] --

IF: . . . Hey. . .
IF: . . . You suck and no one likes you. . . Bitch. . .
IF: . . . You should like. . . Fuck your dog. . . Or something. . .
IF: . . . Speechless. . .? . . . Ha. . .! . . .Figures. . .! . . . You must be balling your eyes out. . . Right now. . . Ha ha ha. . .!
IF: . . . You are pathetic. . . human filth of shit. . . Go die. . . or something. . .
IF: . . . Yeah. . . Something like that. . .
IF: . . . Hello. . .? . . . Oh geez. . .Did I actually hurt your feelings. . . Oh fuck. . .!
GD: ...This is sad, Arderr. You can't be serious, right?
GD: Do you call this trolling, you pathetic troll? This is bullying dumb ass!
GD: God, I could do better than you, and what I do isn't even trolling! It's being a fucked up annoying bitch who never shuts up, so soon people block me.
GD: Sounds like trolling you could say, but it's not! It's just not. And you even began to worry about me, Arderr! You are such a horrible troll. You find no joy in this at all.
GD: And why do you keep trolling me?! You can troll other people! Yeah, I'm your practice, but troll people- actually...Never mind, because of how you 'troll' is more bullying so you'll be killing more people than making them mad.
GD: Do you want that Arderr?! DO YOU?! DO YOU WANT TO FUCKING KILL PEOPLE?! KILL EVERYONE YOU MEET! MAKE THEM CUT THEIR THROATS AND SHOOT OUT THEIR BRAINS!
IF: . . . Shut up. . .! . . . Shut up. . .! . . . Stop being mean to me. . . Stop mocking me. . .
IF: /sobs
GD: That's not trolling dude. You make them ragging mad that they block you or log off with some witty comeback! And then they jizz all over your face with anger!
IF: . . . Whoa whoa whoa. . .! . . . Stop right there. . . Did you just say. . . Jizzing. . .?
IF: . . . I don't think. . . I want to troll. . . If that happens to me. . .
GD: Yup. It happens man. All the time. You know why people troll so much? Just for that sicking pleasure.
IF: SHUT UP SHUT UP! EW YOU'RE SICK LACEY! . . . Just. . . Stop. . .Pleeeeaaassseee. . .
GD: Oh, you hate this, don't you Arderr sweetheart? Well...I'll stop if you come over. I have some buckets for you to fill.
IF: . . . Why am I even friends with you. . . This is getting distasteful. . . Because you are working too hard to gross me out. . .And no. . .I'm never coming over again. . .
GD: Damn...Well, I'm running out of ideas. Why the hell am I talking to you right now?
IF:. . .Because. . .You love me. . . <3
GD: Oh Arderr, it's so true. I've always loved you. I even think about you at night. At night, I can't get you off of my mind. It's so wonderful. The pleasure you give me at night. Oh, Arderr~<3
IF: . . . Shit. . . I just walked into that. . . Didn't I. . .?
GD: Yes, yes you did. You walked right into my bed. Or you will pretty soon. ;D
GD: But I'm still confused with your whole time thingy though. So...Yeah...
IF: . . . In your dreams. . . Motherfucker. . .
GD: Planning on it, Arderr sweety. ; ) I'll save a spot right here in the rose petals and warm red felt sheets.
IF: . . . Do you mind if I like. . . log off. . .?
GD: If you promise me you'll go to bed and dream of me. Mmm...How much I want you.
IF: . . .Lacey . . .!. . . Geez. . . Shut up. . . Already. . .!
IF: . . . I won't be going to sleep in a long time. . . now. . .Because of you. . .
IF: . . . If you are trolling me. . . Or trying to do some sickly human thing with me. . . Just stop. . . Okay man. . .?. . . It's sick as fuck. . .
IF: . . . And no. . . I don't love you anymore. . . I never did and never will. . . You just are a sick 14 year old human who can't take her mind. . . Out of the gutter. . . As humans say. . . I think. . . Yeah. . .
IF: . . . So. . . I'm logging off. . . Because I really think we should stop talking. . . To each other. . . For a while. . . Now. . . Okay. . . I'm leaving now. . .
GD: WAIT!
GD: But I love you, Arderr. Ya my bro, dude, homie, dog! What would I do without you?
GD: I mean...
GD: You complete me. <3
IF:. . . Of fuck you. . .
GD: With pleasure.
IF:. . . ARGH. . .! . . . Bye Lacey. . .
GD: WAIT!
IF:. . . Whaaaaaat. . . ???
GD: So...About that dream... I heard from someone, that your horns are like, some pleasure thing. Like penises. Is that true? If so, make sure not to use your bull horns on me.
IF: . . .I hate you. . . Don't make me block you. . . Man. . .
GD: Take this as a lesson.
IF: . . .You better get off now. . . Your foster mom will come in after her walk and tell you to get some fresh air. . . It is sunny out. . .
GD: Uuuh...Thanks, I guess. :/

-- InvisibleFetus [IF] logged off --