May 25th, 2016, 12:07am
RingoJingo: so did Tom and Tord get home safely?
BlackEyedPeas: Yeh
Tordylock: Mhm!
ArmyFang: do you guys want to know a thing that upsets me deeply
PastyPatryk: What is it, Paul?
ArmyFang: Hmm is a word in the online dictionary
HotShowMatt: w hat th e f u c k do you mean
BlackEyedPeas: guys gUYS guys I just remembered something hilarious that happened
InocenteJon: What happened?
BlackEyedPeas: So I was at church and after an impromptu song, our pastor asked the church pianist, "what key did I sing that in?"
BlackEyedPeas: and I dunno, the pianist just replied "most of them"
RingoJingo: gET REKT SON
BlackEyedPeas: I think he was an atheist too lmao
InocenteJon: Can we just, like tell stories??? funny ones???
PastyPatryk: I was working and a client said, "For the ad, use a stock photo of a woman or a person."
PastyPatryk: When I was done with them, I put the phone down, put my hands in my head, and let out the biggest sigh I've ever done.
Tordylock: Last year, one of my old friends, who is this huge buff guy, right? He's super pervy, probably into furry porn and shit
Tordylock: His girlfriend is this tiny little chick, glasses, and super innocent
Tordylock: Like, she never swears, and I've never heard her say something remotely inappropriate
Tordylock: And one day, I overhear their conversations
Tordylock: His girlfriend is being super seductive and asks him, "wanna try bdsm?"
Tordylock: and she is such a sweet innocent girl, I almost started choking
Tordylock: tHEN THE PERVY BOYFRIEND FUCKING ASKS WHAT BDSM IS
HotShowMatt: LMAO WAT
RingoJingo: WTF LOL
BlackEyedPeas: ...
BlackEyedPeas: what's bdsm?
PastyPatryk: Oh, dear.
Tordylock: T O M
RingoJingo: bible discussion and study meetings.
BlackEyedPeas: Okay I might be a fucking idiot but I'm not dumb enough to believe that
Tordylock: really? I couldn't tell
BlackEyedPeas: i hae to go bye
Tordylock: ?
BlackEyedPeas has gone offline
Tom started to shake.
Footsteps creaked through the floor.
To many, it was the footsteps of a regular man, but to Tom, it was the footsteps of a monster.
He pulled the blankets closer, trying to cover his body, his back to the door.
The door squeaked open, and Tom froze up in terror.
"What are you doing up so late?"
Tom didn't respond, hoping the pastor would just leave the room.
Of course he didn't.
The moment David, his step-father, put his hand on Tom's shoulder, the smaller boy flinched.
"You're not supposed to be up. Your punishment will be nasty."
Fear.
Fear accompanied by pain.
A lot of pain.