... sv_dcu . No Deadline. Smallville/Spider-Man Prompt "Better off Dead" at sv_spiderman . No Deadline. ellyfanfiction wrote Out of the Red , Rated R (Chloe/Kal). ellyfanfiction wrote A Superhero Looks At Forty , Rated PG (Chloe/Clark). ellyfanfiction wrote More Than Friends (Chapter 5) , Rated R (Chloe/Clark). simplytoopretty ...
... Again. If only I could get all four of my arms to manifest on this plane. Then I could keep one pair with short nails for typing, and one with long nails for...you know...clawing stuff. Also, Kal is apparently very upset with me for not keeping the breakfast room clean and stocked. He is apparently unaware that I spend all morning, every morning, ducking in and out of the breakfast room, keeping...
...vote. Let me get a show of hands: Who here DOESN'T want me to attempt to raise the collectiveintelligence of the human race and make all of our jobs a lot less stressful by sucking every last drop of good luck out of Kal and, hopefully, causing something unspeakably horrible to happen to him? The last malignant manager I did this to had a heart attack. I'd love to see whether I can do it again.
...that and color it, I still have a cylinder to do, and the rings he just assigned. Neat. English was kinda boring, since I've not read the book yet. Tracy and I ended up trekking out to bus to Kal's place. We decided to wait for the bus, since it was only supposed to be like 10 minutes. 40-some later, we hopped on. Strange ride, with "nom nom nom" being redefined between us. We ended up in a...
Ocelot fades into the darkness, and he keeps his eyes on his mark, patient. He's waited five days, three more hours don't bother him. Three more hours to sit here and contemplate. Caracal by his side...like that, after all. If he feels anything, he takes it out on his targets. His mood defines how he kills. In three hours, it will be a shot through the throat. He never did like being touched.
Kal, you fucktard. I have been in the hotel business for three years now. That's three years longer than YOU, you dipshit. I do not need YOU to tell ME that breakfast needs to be kept stocked and that customer service scores are important. I'm going to keep doing his job the way i've been doing this job (i.e., the RIGHT way). I know how to handle the audit, I know how to count the drawer, I know...
...permanent red kryptonite to heart. “All the slaves beyond your wildest dreams,” Jenny whispered as he attacked her neck with furious bites. “Planets full of them. You’d simply have to be my muscle, Kal. Stand beside us as we rule. My Master. He, uh- oh, he likes to share.” A moan escaped her lips as he bit hard into her shoulder. The tang of artron-rich blood filled the room and she squirmed, nails...
It is only a mater of time until this hotel goes under. The reason can be summed up in one word: Kal. Simply put, the man has no idea what he's doing. Requiring that the front desk staff call, even in the middle of the night, to inform him of each and every event that occurs on shift is NOT the sign of a good manager. It's the sign of a paranoid despot. A paranoid despot with poor planning skills...
hi i think the curry i had last night was dodgy *puke face*. feel really sick :(. still off to school. No breakfast today. No lunch. No dinner. 1 day fast! lol. Wish I could do the 120 hour fast with...tho lol. 0kals today!!! excited for the outcome :D Will not eat breakie or lunch tomorrow either so it's kind of like a 35hours fast :P lol Wish me luck with fooling the folks and friends :) X
