Day 11


Kitchen check: I think it's pretty obvious they're picking up bottles here and there.

Toilet check:





I'm sure you guys are wondering, who's this last guy? That's Side Toilet, featured only once on day 1, when blackguy32, ClearlyDiuretic and Zarrr absolutely HAD to use the same toilet. Then, no one ever touched it again.


Hey, holy shit, more 'it takes a village' shit. Disinclined Plane is teaching Ridley to walk! Christ, what'd Ripley get? PseudoHitler teaching her to talk just before she aged, and she was on her own from there.


"Who's a sexy bitchTHAT'SRIGHTYESYOUUUUYESYOUUUUUU"

YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

Oh he did it too fast for me to catch he kissed the fucking mirror.
Then did that 'you sexy bitch' sixshooter thing at the mirror before putting it away. Hahaha


Fucking WOAH. The guys from Supernatural are probably going to be kicking down the front door some day while ClearlyDemonic is telekenetically raping their father with a ceiling light fixture.


My loneliness is killing me... killing me... I must confess I still believe... still believe... RAPE ME BABY ONE MORE TIME


Test-0's about to piss himself becaues he's been standing in that SAME spot for about 2 hours while his bladder meter edged into the red, with the 'Hold Youngster' activity queued up but going nowhere since the kid's been learning to fucking walk with DP the whole time.
If he's going to piss himself, I'm going to let him.

There we go.

I said it last thread, I'll say it this one. This game and these threads really make me empathize with the apathetic deity of Christian mythology. Won't take yourself to the bathroom when you've got two perfectly good legs and no reason to have better priorities? FINE FUCK YOU. Where'd I put that fucking trumpet...


Oh, well sure, he's at least got THAT priority straight.


DP, looking like a good man. Zarrr, looking like a bad, bad, VERY bad man.


DP puts Ridley to bed, and then Zarrr just... freaks the fuck out.

Then, he suits up in the kind of paramilitary uniform you'd expect to see in a low-budget 'secret military cell' movie starring a well-past-popularity Steve Austin.


Here is Test-0 spasming about how filthy the kitchen is. See those plates behind him? He put the plates down in order to bitch about the environment, thereby making the environment even worse.

Then he grabs some cock... CAKE. A little comfort food to soothe him of the 'LOL YOU PISSED YOURSELF' bubbles that pop up over his head every fifteen seconds and make him sigh in tortured regret.


You son of bitches


I want to telescope all night, and part of every day


I'm starting to hear Everclear's 'Father of Mine' in my head again.


Well that's what I get for that last comment.


Oh no Test-0, those hot dogs have been out there for what, a fucking week?


How the fuck does it follow reason that he gives the child a bath and THEN his diaper, and YET does it mere feet from the god damn changing station?


Oh, hell. Having an 18month old of my own I want to beat any one of their faces for this incident.

Oh good, apparently he spit the shit out before it could make him sick and threw it aside.
Sadly, the spit didn't start searing the stone and then melt through to the basement.


Yeah. It makes up for everything, sure.

Incidentally, those hot dogs obviously did not poison Test-0.


Here is everyone in the kitchen bitching about the mess AND THEN NOT DOING A FUCKIN THING ABOUT IT.


Test-0 washed the cocks CAKES CAKES cakes jesus sorry.


Awesome unintended effect here. I didn't notice that I parked the gonkbear in front of the downstairs phone. Mind you the house is laced with phones on every storey, but when it rings, EVERYONE wants to answer the ONLY phone that's inaccessible.


Ho-lee shit. How the fuck about that. Ripley's calling for 32


CD is finishing the job that DP started.

...and it was clearly an ego boost for the little shit.


Well ain't that fucking magnificent.


Well, we knew it was coming someday.




:alarm:

Oh my. Incidentally- I apparently gave DP a 'brown hair' turn on, and CD a 'fitness' turn on, and you know that CD's been working out quite a bit.
DP:

CD:

That double lightning that just appeard for both of them is implying 'medium chemistry', which I pretty much think means 'guaranteed fucking' for us if I were to guess.


Just when I think I'd seen it all they wall hack a fucking pillowfight.


Zarrr went on a total kitchen purge. Washed every surface and now he's clearing up bottles. Meanwhile the chemistry twins are cutting a bear rug.
They are busting moves, FYI, to classical music. It's... surreal.


SURREAL.
Yes, it's still classical.


"Say it with me COCK er... Test-0..."
Test-0 is teaching the boy to be a hotdog whisperer.


Dude, I don't know what the fuck, either ok?