KIWI'S NOTES: I can smell chilli...
NOTE: Omochao is pronounced oh-mo-chow. NOT oh-mo-kay-oh. Omochao and Sonic are copyright to Sonic Team. The GameCube is Nintendo's.
(Kiwi: And it was 'Ame Tenshi' of TeamARTAIL who came up with that Omochao line... it was slightly different though. Bwahaha... nummy Omochao...)
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STRESS REMEDY
By Logo
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I think Ryou's just about given up trying to fix the curtains. But I noticed he DID bother to hide the Pepsi Max. Hold on, there's other bottles here... how exactly did Ryou manage to buy alcohol? Oh yes, of course. MARIK'S A FUCKING CASHIER!
I STILL can't get over that. Ryou, however, has decided to take the piss out of the nametag, which says 'I'm here to help you' in happy yellow writing. He's now given Marik the nickname of 'Omochao', from one of the games on his GameCube. Omochao is annoying.
Yugi once drew a pic of it. It said 'Trai za Omochao, ees daleeshuss'. I wonder if Marik is... I wonder if RYOU is! One day I WILL find out!
Marik, the wonderful and amazing crazy Egyptian psycho came downstairs a couple of minutes ago. He's helping with the snacks. I, on the other hand, am not. I can't help it! The Pringle addiction must be fed!
Marik looks like shit right now. He also sounds like shit and feels like shit. I think he's got a cold.
Ryou asks him if he's okay.
"AM I OKAY?! Of COURSE I'm not fucking okay! I got a head full of snot, AND I still have to get up at six in the morning to go to work, and stay there for six fucking hours with my insane boss who wants to fucking kill me! And THEN, if that's not bad ENOUGH, someone decides they can't come in to take over, leaving ME to work OVERTIME for THREE HOURS! I mean, at least I'm getting PAID for working overtime, but that does NOT change the fact that I feel like my head's exploded!"
Right. Fair enough then.
Yugi's currently pouring Doritos into a bowl. Not a particularly fascinating task. Ryou, on the other hand, is bent over trying to get something from the bottom of the cupboard. This I can watch. It's a shame he's wearing cargo pants, it's not a great view when he's wearing them. If he wore leather like Marik, I'd probably be getting the floor wet with drool. If he wore tight jeans, like me, I wouldn't complain. But... those pants are far too baggy.
I have no idea where Yami's gone. He's probably looking for something somewhere. Well, at least I know Lucky's safe. He's currently weaving his way around Ryou's legs, meowing for food. Ryou isn't too impressed with that.
"Shut UP! I'm going to step on you you know! OW!!"
NO! BAD LUCKY! I grab the cat away from Ryou, and dump it outside.
"You okay, Ryou?" Yugi asks.
"Yeah, didn't break my skin. He's just a little nippy."
I get bored of these two and head into the living room. Marik's put a few bowls of food on the coffee table, and apparently decided that since he can't take over the world, he'll just take over the sofa instead. The Pharaoh is... somewhere. Upstairs, judging from the loud crash and 'OW!' I just heard. He's hopeless, really. Shadi gives him FAR too much credit.
I settle down in the armchair. I must try not to think of sexy thoughts. As much as I LIKE to get lost in my head, Yugi'd want to suck me off, Marik would laugh, Yami'd either tease me or go into a hysterical, caffeine-induced giggling fit, and Ryou'd... I have no idea what Ryou'd do, he's never noticed me aroused before. Probably just blush. Wildly. He looks great when he blushes. I can just see him now, panting, wanting... NO! MUST STOP TRAIN OF THOUGHT!
Marik goes to get another tissue. He's quite... cute when he's like this. He's gone kinda pink on his cheeks. He looks so pathetic!
Of course, I have absolutely no intention of telling him that. I may not be able to die, but I most certainly CAN feel pain!
Tonight is going to be... difficult. I have sexy people all around me, and every oppurtunity for my mind to wander. For example, I'm currently drifting back to the bondage and whips from last night's dream, with the blushing and panting Ryou from a moment ago. Marik's current snot-filled state has kind of ruined my fantasy (I don't really fancy being sneezed on) but I can handle Ryou alone. Oh, yeah, forgot the strawberries and cream.
Manic laughter tears me from my fantasy. DAMN! I just CAN'T STOP MYSELF! Yes, you can guess what happened. I need to take another trip to the bathroom.
I excuse myself, and head upstairs only to cause more laughter from Marik, before he sneezed into the tissue.
Serves him right for laughing. I can see the bulge in his pants very well, thank you. The leather pants leave nothing to the imagination, I really have to force Ryou to wear some. Wonder what HE'S been thinking of? Yarik, probably.
I perform the activity I do more than I do brush my teeth, before washing my hands (I may be a psycho with a blood fetish, but at least I'm hygienic while I'm at it) and heading back downstairs. Nearly falling and cracking my skull open because SOMEONE thought it might be appropriate to sneak up behind me and shout 'BOO!'
Stupid Pharaoh.
If this is what he's like after Pepsi, I dread to think what would happen when alcohol comes into the picture.
"What were you doing?" Ryou asks.
"I... uh..."
"He was jacking off, stupid." Wonderful, thanks Marik. I note that his erection seems to have gone. He must have used the downstairs toilet. The one with the lightbulb that died about two months ago. Really should fix that.
Unfortunately, the place is inhabited by spiders. I said before that there are only a few things that scared me. Spiders are another one of those things. Don't laugh. It's not nice.
But honestly, I REALLY don't like spiders. It's the way they move. It's just... CREEPY! ESPECIALLY the big ones. The ones that get into your bath and you never know how they got there in the first place because they sure as hell won't go back down the plughole. I swear they have supernatural powers or something. Ryou caught one under a glass once. It was HUGE! It attacked the side of the glass and was so big you could see its teeth!
Thankfully, or unthankfully as the case may be, Ryou didn't have a chance to comment before Yami decided it might be appropriate to jump on me.
"Uh, Yami? I don't think squishing Bakura's a good idea..." Yugi comments. Marik's howling with laughter. He's certainly cheered up. I'll have to kill him at some point.
"GET OFF!" I shout. He won't. So basically, I throw him off.
"AAGH!" Heh. Bookshelf. Heavy book. Head. Put them together. Yes, Yami's not had the best of luck with heavy objects today.
"Thanks for getting this down for me Yami," Ryou says, picking up the GameCube from where the Pharaoh left it on the stairs. "Bakura, will you go upstairs and get the games?"
"Will I hell," I snap.
"Oww..." the Pharaoh whines. He puts the several book back on the shelf. "Bakura, why, in the name of Ra, did you do that?!"
"Uh, let's see, could it be because I don't like being pounced on?"
"I'll get the games, since Bakura won't," Yugi sighs, running upstairs. A few seconds later, he's down again with a cardboard box. Full of, you guessed it, GameCube games.
"We might as well play something while we're waiting for everyone," Ryou says, setting the GameCube up. "We'll have to take turns..."
"I'll sit out first," I say. Ryou's glaring at me.
"No stealing the Pringles."
"Damn." Yes, that was my plan. I'll still manage to swipe some. After all, I AM the greatest thief the world has ever known. If I can rob tombs, I most CERTAINLY can rob a kitchen.
END OF PART 5
And next up... some computerish randomness. Plus pizza. And Bakura gets lost in thought... again.
I really DO think this story's just going downhill... oh well, review!
NOTE: Omochao is pronounced oh-mo-chow. NOT oh-mo-kay-oh. Omochao and Sonic are copyright to Sonic Team. The GameCube is Nintendo's.
(Kiwi: And it was 'Ame Tenshi' of TeamARTAIL who came up with that Omochao line... it was slightly different though. Bwahaha... nummy Omochao...)
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STRESS REMEDY
By Logo
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I think Ryou's just about given up trying to fix the curtains. But I noticed he DID bother to hide the Pepsi Max. Hold on, there's other bottles here... how exactly did Ryou manage to buy alcohol? Oh yes, of course. MARIK'S A FUCKING CASHIER!
I STILL can't get over that. Ryou, however, has decided to take the piss out of the nametag, which says 'I'm here to help you' in happy yellow writing. He's now given Marik the nickname of 'Omochao', from one of the games on his GameCube. Omochao is annoying.
Yugi once drew a pic of it. It said 'Trai za Omochao, ees daleeshuss'. I wonder if Marik is... I wonder if RYOU is! One day I WILL find out!
Marik, the wonderful and amazing crazy Egyptian psycho came downstairs a couple of minutes ago. He's helping with the snacks. I, on the other hand, am not. I can't help it! The Pringle addiction must be fed!
Marik looks like shit right now. He also sounds like shit and feels like shit. I think he's got a cold.
Ryou asks him if he's okay.
"AM I OKAY?! Of COURSE I'm not fucking okay! I got a head full of snot, AND I still have to get up at six in the morning to go to work, and stay there for six fucking hours with my insane boss who wants to fucking kill me! And THEN, if that's not bad ENOUGH, someone decides they can't come in to take over, leaving ME to work OVERTIME for THREE HOURS! I mean, at least I'm getting PAID for working overtime, but that does NOT change the fact that I feel like my head's exploded!"
Right. Fair enough then.
Yugi's currently pouring Doritos into a bowl. Not a particularly fascinating task. Ryou, on the other hand, is bent over trying to get something from the bottom of the cupboard. This I can watch. It's a shame he's wearing cargo pants, it's not a great view when he's wearing them. If he wore leather like Marik, I'd probably be getting the floor wet with drool. If he wore tight jeans, like me, I wouldn't complain. But... those pants are far too baggy.
I have no idea where Yami's gone. He's probably looking for something somewhere. Well, at least I know Lucky's safe. He's currently weaving his way around Ryou's legs, meowing for food. Ryou isn't too impressed with that.
"Shut UP! I'm going to step on you you know! OW!!"
NO! BAD LUCKY! I grab the cat away from Ryou, and dump it outside.
"You okay, Ryou?" Yugi asks.
"Yeah, didn't break my skin. He's just a little nippy."
I get bored of these two and head into the living room. Marik's put a few bowls of food on the coffee table, and apparently decided that since he can't take over the world, he'll just take over the sofa instead. The Pharaoh is... somewhere. Upstairs, judging from the loud crash and 'OW!' I just heard. He's hopeless, really. Shadi gives him FAR too much credit.
I settle down in the armchair. I must try not to think of sexy thoughts. As much as I LIKE to get lost in my head, Yugi'd want to suck me off, Marik would laugh, Yami'd either tease me or go into a hysterical, caffeine-induced giggling fit, and Ryou'd... I have no idea what Ryou'd do, he's never noticed me aroused before. Probably just blush. Wildly. He looks great when he blushes. I can just see him now, panting, wanting... NO! MUST STOP TRAIN OF THOUGHT!
Marik goes to get another tissue. He's quite... cute when he's like this. He's gone kinda pink on his cheeks. He looks so pathetic!
Of course, I have absolutely no intention of telling him that. I may not be able to die, but I most certainly CAN feel pain!
Tonight is going to be... difficult. I have sexy people all around me, and every oppurtunity for my mind to wander. For example, I'm currently drifting back to the bondage and whips from last night's dream, with the blushing and panting Ryou from a moment ago. Marik's current snot-filled state has kind of ruined my fantasy (I don't really fancy being sneezed on) but I can handle Ryou alone. Oh, yeah, forgot the strawberries and cream.
Manic laughter tears me from my fantasy. DAMN! I just CAN'T STOP MYSELF! Yes, you can guess what happened. I need to take another trip to the bathroom.
I excuse myself, and head upstairs only to cause more laughter from Marik, before he sneezed into the tissue.
Serves him right for laughing. I can see the bulge in his pants very well, thank you. The leather pants leave nothing to the imagination, I really have to force Ryou to wear some. Wonder what HE'S been thinking of? Yarik, probably.
I perform the activity I do more than I do brush my teeth, before washing my hands (I may be a psycho with a blood fetish, but at least I'm hygienic while I'm at it) and heading back downstairs. Nearly falling and cracking my skull open because SOMEONE thought it might be appropriate to sneak up behind me and shout 'BOO!'
Stupid Pharaoh.
If this is what he's like after Pepsi, I dread to think what would happen when alcohol comes into the picture.
"What were you doing?" Ryou asks.
"I... uh..."
"He was jacking off, stupid." Wonderful, thanks Marik. I note that his erection seems to have gone. He must have used the downstairs toilet. The one with the lightbulb that died about two months ago. Really should fix that.
Unfortunately, the place is inhabited by spiders. I said before that there are only a few things that scared me. Spiders are another one of those things. Don't laugh. It's not nice.
But honestly, I REALLY don't like spiders. It's the way they move. It's just... CREEPY! ESPECIALLY the big ones. The ones that get into your bath and you never know how they got there in the first place because they sure as hell won't go back down the plughole. I swear they have supernatural powers or something. Ryou caught one under a glass once. It was HUGE! It attacked the side of the glass and was so big you could see its teeth!
Thankfully, or unthankfully as the case may be, Ryou didn't have a chance to comment before Yami decided it might be appropriate to jump on me.
"Uh, Yami? I don't think squishing Bakura's a good idea..." Yugi comments. Marik's howling with laughter. He's certainly cheered up. I'll have to kill him at some point.
"GET OFF!" I shout. He won't. So basically, I throw him off.
"AAGH!" Heh. Bookshelf. Heavy book. Head. Put them together. Yes, Yami's not had the best of luck with heavy objects today.
"Thanks for getting this down for me Yami," Ryou says, picking up the GameCube from where the Pharaoh left it on the stairs. "Bakura, will you go upstairs and get the games?"
"Will I hell," I snap.
"Oww..." the Pharaoh whines. He puts the several book back on the shelf. "Bakura, why, in the name of Ra, did you do that?!"
"Uh, let's see, could it be because I don't like being pounced on?"
"I'll get the games, since Bakura won't," Yugi sighs, running upstairs. A few seconds later, he's down again with a cardboard box. Full of, you guessed it, GameCube games.
"We might as well play something while we're waiting for everyone," Ryou says, setting the GameCube up. "We'll have to take turns..."
"I'll sit out first," I say. Ryou's glaring at me.
"No stealing the Pringles."
"Damn." Yes, that was my plan. I'll still manage to swipe some. After all, I AM the greatest thief the world has ever known. If I can rob tombs, I most CERTAINLY can rob a kitchen.
END OF PART 5
And next up... some computerish randomness. Plus pizza. And Bakura gets lost in thought... again.
I really DO think this story's just going downhill... oh well, review!