Comments | replicantk: Stolen from Beka, who stole it from Ed, who stole it from Ursula, who stole it from Fuchs, who stole

replicantk

Stolen from Beka, who stole it from Ed, who stole it from Ursula, who stole it from Fuchs, who stole

Apr 15, 2004 22:51

I'd like to note that this is the least amount of words I've ever placed into a journal entry ( Read more... )

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poisndheart April 15 2004, 19:56:54 UTC

1. What is up with that icon?
2. Are you really a crazy vampire?
3. What was the lowest point of your life?

replicantk April 15 2004, 20:09:10 UTC

1. I needed a user name, and choose ReplicantK because Blade Runner was on TV at the time. However, I was then stuck with having to find a livejournal icon. Punching in "Blade Runner" into google image search yielded a picture of Deckard running over a bunch of car tops, and there was this strange looking extra in the lower left-hand corner. Upon seeing him, I knew he must represent my online shenanigans ( ... )

poisndheart April 15 2004, 20:13:04 UTC

Well you learn something new everyday, dontcha.

An incubus you say? And yet... well, nevermind. But interesting, VEEERRRRRY interesting.

thefuchs April 15 2004, 21:15:00 UTC

1) Why did everyone kick your ass in school?
2) Why did I kick your ass in school?
3) How do Keegan Ursuala put up with you?
;-)

replicantk April 16 2004, 09:46:05 UTC

1. Because I was the most annoying little shit that ever entered a public education system, and both needed and deserved to have my ass kicked everyday. I shudder to think of the man I would be had I happily continued being a retarded ass-clown.

2. Because you came to me one day and said "I'm so gay, spit crackers on me." So I did, and you turned into a madman, and kicked my ass. And then the Dean kicked my ass. And I think his secretary did as well.

3. Because with all my faults, they still know I love them. That has to count for something.

Oh, and I clean sometimes.

wickedtwista April 16 2004, 01:36:19 UTC

1) How is the Pizza delivery business?
2) Do you really stare at the cieling as long as we think?
3) Will you give me $5000 when you publish your first novel?

replicantk April 16 2004, 09:48:26 UTC

1. It is carefree, flexible with hours, and occasionally it proves to be surprisingly profitable.

2. ...It concerns me that I have no clue as to what you're referring to... Seriously, I'm racking my brain for any memory of starring at a ceiling whilst in your presence, and nothing comes to mind.

3. No.

wickedtwista April 16 2004, 10:56:01 UTC

1) Good
2) I just assumed...
3) Damn, give a brother a bone!

book_keeper April 16 2004, 03:55:16 UTC

1. If you could change the color of your skin, any color, what color would you change it?
2. If you could call a fucked up manager anything you want to on the day that you quit, what would you call him?
3. If you had the sudden urge to puke at a party but couldn't make it to the bathroom, which three people would you puke all over?

replicantk April 16 2004, 09:52:03 UTC

1. I don't think I would change my skin... however, if I had to, it'd without a doubt be a totally awesome shade of Nightcrawler Blue.

2. I'd call him a dirty carpetbagger. And a so-and-so. And then I'd give him what's for!

3. Nay, not three. Just one man, whose last name starts with an F. And ends with an S. And coincidentally, sounds like "Pukes." But I would need to be eating crackers at the time.

thefuchs April 16 2004, 14:36:16 UTC

har har har...K's got dem jokes

book_keeper April 16 2004, 18:40:45 UTC

yes blue would be cool

i woulda thought you would call him a douche bag.

and i don't think i know who your talking about.

karma5_0 April 16 2004, 05:13:07 UTC

When's the first time you felt fear?
Monkey paw or genie lamp?
Worst lie you've ever told?

replicantk April 16 2004, 10:18:43 UTC

1. I couldn't begin to answer that... although I do remember the earliest fear that I had which related to an object. If you remember the movie Gremlins, the good Gremlin was named Gizmo. For some unexplainable reason, I owned a porcelain statue of Gizmo, which was hollowed out in the back to allow for the keeping of small trinkets. Somewhat cute. However, at night, whatever they painted that thing with would glow in the most ethereal way, and it's eyes would turn cold and brooding. I lived in constant fear of that terrible thing. It met it's fate after a fall from a high shelf, presumably trying to escape from it's perch to smother me in the night. Even in pieces, those cold eyes remained intact...starring up at me... almost as if to say: "I'll come back ( ... )