Post by Shaehern Azhrarn on Dec 27, 2010 22:10:39 GMT -5
And because this was requested... read at your own risk >3
Shaehern Commentary: (Reader’s note—this is as if Shaehern were receiving a thorough report of the events of White Dress)
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Jazzy in a white dress? That is absolutely adorable. Such a naughty thing slinking around doorways and stalking her crush. Hmm… do I know someone like that? What was Iugo doing? Preparing for dinner—I see that I’m not the only person who has strapped a girl to his dinner table before, but I think mine liked it. I find it unusual that he has no issues eating a little girl, but he has no inclination to eat Jasmine even when I suggest it so blatantly. They both look like children, so he really has no excuses.
Pull your thoughts back on track, Shaehern. She wants Iugo to stop playing with his food so he can play with her instead for twelve minutes. That’s bit long for a quickie, but to each his or her own. Of course, leave it to Iugo to suggest Jasmine join him in playing with his dinner too. Ménage-a-trois, anyone? … I’m going to be terribly disappointed when I find out that all they do is talk, aren’t I? The little woman has removed her and her crush from prying ears so they can talk in private. It really is such a shame that she underestimates the lengths to which I’ll go to fulfill my voyeuristic tendencies.
… awww! Now they’re being cute! Blushing like little virgins getting their first taste of the passions of the flesh. … waaaaaitaminute… who is the perverted individual? I wasn’t the one who was suggesting ménage-a-trois with his dinner a moment ago! Wait, he isn’t really that oblivious, is he? This has nothing to do with you biting my ear off. Oooooo, why did you have to bite so hard too? It was rather enjoyable up until the point where you drew blood. Maybe I need to show Jasmine some of my rope tricks. I bet you’d be into that kind of stuff.
And now we have little Jazz trying and failing to confess her love for him. Someone steal the words out of her mouth? Must have been Iugo. Put them back in with a passionate kiss, boy!
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Sweetness interrupted by a center-stage entrance accelerated by panther attack. We have a few ripe details here, need to remember those for later. Darion Krisp and his big mean cat Loki—the boy died picking a fight with Tristan, can we PLEASE get back to the part where you sweep her off her feet and rip that pretty white dress off!?
I’m sorry. I’m being insatiable, I know. Go on. Iugo is being protective again and it’s cute. You’ll bite my ear off for love, but you won’t so much as even nibble on the cat for wanting to kill her? Some protector you are. See? You’ve even gone and made her cry.
I can’t seem to decide if this is a romantic comedy or some kind of pseudo-horror story. Agony is the plucky comic relief that will die one way or the other. However, I can’t decide if the little girl peeking is funny or not. … Iugo isn’t a necrophile, is he? That adds a whole new level of creepy if he’s a necrophile and a necrophage. Reminds me of a joke about two cannibals and the definition of trust, though.
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… wait a moment, she’s a vegan? And doesn’t… eat… meat… HAHAHAHAHA! No, Iugo, she doesn’t eat meat, but give her a little while. After all, she’s only just getting used to the idea of liking men. I’m sure given a little bit of time she might be keener on the idea. Until then, keep things vanilla… with maybe a sprinkling of chocolate syrup or honey over the plum.
... to be continued?
Shaehern Commentary: (Reader’s note—this is as if Shaehern were receiving a thorough report of the events of White Dress)
Page 1 -
Jazzy in a white dress? That is absolutely adorable. Such a naughty thing slinking around doorways and stalking her crush. Hmm… do I know someone like that? What was Iugo doing? Preparing for dinner—I see that I’m not the only person who has strapped a girl to his dinner table before, but I think mine liked it. I find it unusual that he has no issues eating a little girl, but he has no inclination to eat Jasmine even when I suggest it so blatantly. They both look like children, so he really has no excuses.
Pull your thoughts back on track, Shaehern. She wants Iugo to stop playing with his food so he can play with her instead for twelve minutes. That’s bit long for a quickie, but to each his or her own. Of course, leave it to Iugo to suggest Jasmine join him in playing with his dinner too. Ménage-a-trois, anyone? … I’m going to be terribly disappointed when I find out that all they do is talk, aren’t I? The little woman has removed her and her crush from prying ears so they can talk in private. It really is such a shame that she underestimates the lengths to which I’ll go to fulfill my voyeuristic tendencies.
… awww! Now they’re being cute! Blushing like little virgins getting their first taste of the passions of the flesh. … waaaaaitaminute… who is the perverted individual? I wasn’t the one who was suggesting ménage-a-trois with his dinner a moment ago! Wait, he isn’t really that oblivious, is he? This has nothing to do with you biting my ear off. Oooooo, why did you have to bite so hard too? It was rather enjoyable up until the point where you drew blood. Maybe I need to show Jasmine some of my rope tricks. I bet you’d be into that kind of stuff.
And now we have little Jazz trying and failing to confess her love for him. Someone steal the words out of her mouth? Must have been Iugo. Put them back in with a passionate kiss, boy!
Page 2-
Sweetness interrupted by a center-stage entrance accelerated by panther attack. We have a few ripe details here, need to remember those for later. Darion Krisp and his big mean cat Loki—the boy died picking a fight with Tristan, can we PLEASE get back to the part where you sweep her off her feet and rip that pretty white dress off!?
I’m sorry. I’m being insatiable, I know. Go on. Iugo is being protective again and it’s cute. You’ll bite my ear off for love, but you won’t so much as even nibble on the cat for wanting to kill her? Some protector you are. See? You’ve even gone and made her cry.
I can’t seem to decide if this is a romantic comedy or some kind of pseudo-horror story. Agony is the plucky comic relief that will die one way or the other. However, I can’t decide if the little girl peeking is funny or not. … Iugo isn’t a necrophile, is he? That adds a whole new level of creepy if he’s a necrophile and a necrophage. Reminds me of a joke about two cannibals and the definition of trust, though.
Page 3-
… wait a moment, she’s a vegan? And doesn’t… eat… meat… HAHAHAHAHA! No, Iugo, she doesn’t eat meat, but give her a little while. After all, she’s only just getting used to the idea of liking men. I’m sure given a little bit of time she might be keener on the idea. Until then, keep things vanilla… with maybe a sprinkling of chocolate syrup or honey over the plum.
... to be continued?
