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Revision as of 09:59, 5 July 2020
Elisha / "Elise" Characters
I came to the game after being bashed indiscriminately by a stranger who I never saw and left with a severe head injury. I had several years off and need to fill in time while my head tried to recover. I'd gone from someone who was academically far superior to most people to someone who was decidedly below average. In some ways I had become the zombie in the game overnight. I'd lost confidence, effected my libido and relationships, my memory, speech , concentration, balance and self esteem. I was living my own zombie apocalypse. Either Johnny Bass or Golam PKed me and from that moment I wanted to be in the Gore Corps. I related to the zeds, to me they were the underdogs, I spoke to Moloch and Globule13 and for some reason felt I wasn't going to be accepted but I couldn't have been more wrong. The meta-gaming side was amazing, the GC team strikes were hilarious occasions. Personalized massacres masquerading as comedy shows. The tactics and planning, the bullshit and shit fights when arguing with other groups, there was always intrigue and always insanity. Moloch Profile Glob Profile Alp Profile Bobby Profile Bunk Profile Timmah Profile Fiffy Profile Tania Profile Swing Profile While the Gore Corps was large and many others took part in the raids, the above were the most consistent and the ones that stuck in my mind the most. The RRF became a family. So I came back almost a decade later and found a few of you on discord and sadly I guess like life everything comes to an end. I can shed a tear for something wonderful past, but I want to thank you all for getting me through a very tough period in my life.
The Gore Corps masquerade as humans. We evolved as zombies There are many copies of us And we have a plan Vegetable debauchery, genocide and mocking the shit out of each other and that’s just the pre strike chat on IRC. But there’s nothing like massacring a building full of survivors hiding behind their extremely heavily barricaded walls. With their delusion of safety torn apart they log on to discover their deaths accompanied by sarcastic, humorous and somewhat deranged comments. Oh the joys of Barhah and carrot self manipulation.
For it is shame I possess no alibi Guilty I’m to blame
Crumpled muted shattered Soul drifting away Void of all that mattered
Yet I keep my distance One chance lost forever Condemned by my own silence
An end sudden and violent Did you have to die Now forever silent
The hurt and the despair Please forgive me for I can’t Guilt too hard to bear
Sitting in the library Looking for a book A chance upward glance Caught your fleeting look
Setting me on fire You just standing there Fueling my desire
Eyes play peek-a-boo Unsure whether to hide Or show myself to you
Blond hair cropped short Trim and shaped perfect Wish I had your clothes sense Weird garments that I select
Heart stolen by infatuation Paralyzed I cannot move Mind locked in hesitation
Captivated by your sight Frozen, locked to my seat Rabbit in a head light
Do you share my sexuality? Is it really meant to be? Am I just an abnormality?
You get up to leave Smile as you go past Why can't I just believe?
Imagined in all the confusion Victim of my adrenaline Lost in the delusion
Feel like screaming out loud Tears flow down my cheeks Hopes lost in a crowd
Sitting here just by myself Never feeling for anyone else It's just the way I feel You were the only one
Those raindrops that I cry Washing away my hopes my dreams Now I'm running on empty
You know that I loved you It doesn't matter anymore Life's always like this
Hear your voice once more The funny way you talk Hanging on every word
Made me want to die Wanted you forever and ever Now all I do is cry
Twenty two tats are sort of freaky Never mattered to me Long as you were happy
Heart that was always kind A window to you soul You were someone special
You made me so aware Never knew they existed Gift from you to me
Made me want to die Wanted you forever and ever Now all I do is cry
Broken hearts can not mend Wanted you forever and ever Now all I do is cry
Globule, (really cool guy, turn a gay girl straight almost) Moloch, (papa and always makes me laugh/cringe) Goolina, (friendly open minded and sexy) Aphelion, (cleaver stylish and nerdy ...me likes nerdy) Bunk, (my favorite viking marauder) Bobby, (sort of guy you want looking after your back on a strike) Golam, (my first experience of the gore corps - fun and murder) Tania Cinque, (my first experience of being PKed) Timmah, (really missed you when you went) Fiffy, (favorite pin up girl) Swing, (awesome to see you when I got back)
Contact Details Need to contact me for any reason? elise_de_la_haye@yahoo.com
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