Post by selene on Jun 19, 2009 1:17:55 GMT -5
Why, hello, didn't see you there. Welcome to my hot little plotting page. If you didn't already know, I'm Cynthia, you know twenty nine year old slutty woman you all love to hate? Ah so you do remember... Good! If you're here, I assume you're looking for a good time with me. And you're in luck, because I am a really good time. But the type of fun you have with me depends all on you, dear player. Read carefully because their might be a quiz later...
Yeah right.
Well Now Aren't You Cute
So you want to get in bed with me? It's a fairly simple process really. Just fill out these forms and then provide a urine sample to that nurse with no face...
Just kidding! I am an what some people call an easy lay if you're an attractive male. I can't stay I'm fond of woman, but it's not like that hasn't happen before. But I have had several years of experience. More than sixteen years worth, so I know exactly what I'm doing. And you better be worth my time. If you're hot and strapped like a stallion, then I'm game. Oh, but I'm not looking for love. Sorry, but those words don't come out of my mouth. I'm not looking for Mr. Right, just Mr. Right Now In Me. You'd have to be a very special person to win my heart, and let's face it. We're probably not going to live that long in a town like this.
Looking At Your Face Makes Me Sick
I hate ugly people. They say beauty is what's on the inside, but if you're horrid on the outside, I'd rather not talk to you. I'm attractive, have money to my name, and I live in a nice place. It might not mean much in this world, but it means everything in the real world. And this is just a dream. I'm not looking to come to some self discovery in my dream. So do me a favor and stay away. I'm not going to play nice with you if you don't take the hint now. And I don't care if you home crying to mommy dearest or those creepy skinless dogs. If you disgust me, I will let you know.
Remember dearies, even in hell, hygiene is important!
Feel Free To Worship Me
If we're not lover and we're not friends, then what else is left in life? Associates! Some might say friends, but that's never been the case. Women befriend me to try to take my left overs or make themselves look better. Men pretend to be my friend to get me in bed. There's no true friendships or any bull like that. But in this little hellish nightmare, I do need allies to stay alive. Let's face it, no one wants to be running around this foggy town alone. I sure as hell don't. But I've always been the social type.
So what are you waiting for?
Let's brainstorm and meet up for drinks or hitting crazy nightmare creatures with bats. <3