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highStrangeness
Posts: 2485
Carmichael, California, US
The best thing about worshiping Cthulhu is he doesn't give a shit about humans, whatsoever.
We who revere the Dread Cthulhu are free to do as we want.
Of course, when the star are just right, he will awaken from his dreaming death in R'lyeh and destroy the world. Those who worship him are supposed to be given the honor being the first be eaten or killed. The rest will go insane and watch the world plunged into darkness.
"Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn"
(In his house at R'lyeh, dead Cthulhu waits dreaming.)
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Koryn
Posts: 39496
Boston, Massachusetts, US
I had a date last night with a guy who was trying to tell me, in a loud bar, about spending 3 days camping on Nantucket Island during the snowstorm. He apparently saw some paintings of the Kraken drowning seafaring folk in a restaurant, then went back to the snowy campsite and ate a bunch of mushrooms.
You know, like people do.
Having forgotten the text message he sent to me three weeks ago, while on Nantucket exclaiming, "Monsters. Giant squids. The air is full of ghosts," he looked at me with a very serious expression and said, "My soul is still healing."
There was a woman sitting behind me, nursing her beer, and pretending not to listen to our conversation.
I deeply regret not going home with him. It would have been a most excellent experience.
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highStrangeness
Posts: 2485
Carmichael, California, US
LOL. Drugs can do strange things to people.
I imagine it's rather cold there, though. That's the one I thing I like about living out here. The winter is very mild. It's been up to 72 degrees already, this month.
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Jerry Nemeth
Posts: 33355
Dearborn, Michigan, US
Koryn wrote:
I had a date last night with a guy who was trying to tell me, in a loud bar, about spending 3 days camping on Nantucket Island during the snowstorm. He apparently saw some paintings of the Kraken drowning seafaring folk in a restaurant, then went back to the snowy campsite and ate a bunch of mushrooms.
You know, like people do.
Having forgotten the text message he sent to me three weeks ago, while on Nantucket exclaiming, "Monsters. Giant squids. The air is full of ghosts," he looked at me with a very serious expression and said, "My soul is still healing."
There was a woman sitting behind me, nursing her beer, and pretending not to listen to our conversation.
I deeply regret not going home with him. It would have been a most excellent experience. Interesting date. 
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Koryn
Posts: 39496
Boston, Massachusetts, US
aspergianLens wrote:
LOL. Drugs can do strange things to people.
I imagine it's rather cold there, though. That's the one I thing I like about living out here. The winter is very mild. It's been up to 72 degrees already, this month. Yeah, it was around 10 degrees Fahrenheit when he was sleeping outside.
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Dea and the Beast
Posts: 4796
Saint Petersburg, Florida, US
Koryn wrote:
I had a date last night with a guy who was trying to tell me, in a loud bar, about spending 3 days camping on Nantucket Island during the snowstorm. He apparently saw some paintings of the Kraken drowning seafaring folk in a restaurant, then went back to the snowy campsite and ate a bunch of mushrooms.
You know, like people do.
Having forgotten the text message he sent to me three weeks ago, while on Nantucket exclaiming, "Monsters. Giant squids. The air is full of ghosts," he looked at me with a very serious expression and said, "My soul is still healing."
There was a woman sitting behind me, nursing her beer, and pretending not to listen to our conversation.
I deeply regret not going home with him. It would have been a most excellent experience. *gasp* not trust fund boy?
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