Mind of Malice

[MaliceInWickedland]

My ears are burning!!

What?! Chicken fetish? I don't have that!
Stop slandering my good name with your blatant delicious lies, Malice! ::

It's okay Weirdy. There's no need to hide it. We would all be perfectly fine with you having a fetish for roasted chicken orgies xD

I'm sooo getting banned now xP

 

[DeadmanWalking]

I guess not, but I would feel awkward beyond all awkwardness if I just waltzed in there and said "Hey baby. *wink wink* You single?" Obviously not that straightforward and exaggeratedly xD but either way it would be just as awkward, especially when he doesn't even know my name. I'll definitely look around for him next time I go though. I actually have to get some stuff printed out so I might be returning soon. Hopefully he has his shift at that time <.<

Hehehe~ but don't you want to know how chicken tenders are made?

You could just ask him out like, "Are you doing anything after work?". Being direct and aggressive tends to bring about the best results; if he's put off by it, then at least you have your answer, but I don't think he would. It's always going to be a bit awkward for someone when they ask someone out, you just get used to it after a while. Something about Nathan's got you entranced, so why not pursue what your heart desires? If he's not there, then ask someone who works there when he is? Be aggressive, b-e agressive!

 

[MikeyC]

I guess not, but I would feel awkward beyond all awkwardness if I just waltzed in there and said "Hey baby. *wink wink* You single?" Obviously not that straightforward and exaggeratedly xD but either way it would be just as awkward, especially when he doesn't even know my name. I'll definitely look around for him next time I go though. I actually have to get some stuff printed out so I might be returning soon. Hopefully he has his shift at that time <.<

Hehehe~ but don't you want to know how chicken tenders are made?

Haha obviously not that forward, but it wouldn't hurt to ask in a more roundabout way. Of course, it's easy to give you advice when I'm in front of a computer screen. If you're lucky enough to get some stuff printed and he's serving you, make a little bit of chit-chat. Nothing too extreme, just light pleasantries and see how he reacts. You could maybe flirt a little if you're feeling adventurous about it, but that's not necessary. That way you can get a gauge of his personality and intelligence without rushing into anything more concrete.

I hope something happens with him. Something about him has you in a spin so that's got to be a good thing. Good luck!

 

[MaliceInWickedland]

You could just ask him out like, "Are you doing anything after work?". Being direct and aggressive tends to bring about the best results; if he's put off by it, then at least you have your answer, but I don't think he would. It's always going to be a bit awkward for someone when they ask someone out, you just get used to it after a while. Something about Nathan's got you entranced, so why not pursue what your heart desires? If he's not there, then ask someone who works there when he is? Be aggressive, b-e agressive!

I think a magical unicorn that s**** muffins will fly down from the heavens and carry me away to Wonderland before I ever grow the femmeballs to be that straightforward with a guy -__-

And I must say that I'm quite surprised that you're encouraging me to go after this guy when you're so fixated on me. And riiight... aggressiveness is exactly what you'd want to see in me. You're not gonna trick me with that one Deadman so you just keep on dreamin~ ::

 

[WeirdyMcGee]

I think a magical unicorn that s**** muffins will fly down from the heavens and carry me away to Wonderland before I ever grow the femmeballs to be that straightforward with a guy -__-

Ears are burning again!!
You want me to take you to wonderland?

 

[MaliceInWickedland]

Haha obviously not that forward, but it wouldn't hurt to ask in a more roundabout way. Of course, it's easy to give you advice when I'm in front of a computer screen. If you're lucky enough to get some stuff printed and he's serving you, make a little bit of chit-chat. Nothing too extreme, just light pleasantries and see how he reacts. You could maybe flirt a little if you're feeling adventurous about it, but that's not necessary. That way you can get a gauge of his personality and intelligence without rushing into anything more concrete.

I hope something happens with him. Something about him has you in a spin so that's got to be a good thing. Good luck!

Gyuuuh... just reading this is giving me butterflies in my stomach. I could already see it now: me walking in there and going up to him and as soon as I'm within arm's reach of him I'll turn around and book it with my imaginary tail between my legs -.-"

 

[MaliceInWickedland]

Ears are burning again!!
You want me to take you to wonderland?

Are you saying that you s*** muffins? O.O

 

[MikeyC]

Gyuuuh... just reading this is giving me butterflies in my stomach. I could already see it now: me walking in there and going up to him and as soon as I'm within arm's reach of him I'll turn around and book it with my imaginary tail between my legs -.-"

Hehe, I know the feeling. Just thinking about it can be enough to make you nervous. I hope that doesn't happen, but that's probably what I would do with a hot girl, so I couldn't exactly blame you! I would hope not, though.

Also:

femmeballs

I lol'd.

 

[DeadmanWalking]

I think a magical unicorn that s**** muffins will fly down from the heavens and carry me away to Wonderland before I ever grow the femmeballs to be that straightforward with a guy -__-

And I must say that I'm quite surprised that you're encouraging me to go after this guy when you're so fixated on me. And riiight... aggressiveness is exactly what you'd want to see in me. You're not gonna trick me with that one Deadman so you just keep on dreamin~ ::

Nah, there's nothing behind these actions, pinky swear. All I'm acting and talking like now is a friend trying to get another friend a boy/girlfriend.

Well, work on those "femmeballs" and get them back into working order. Do some small things you fear and then work up to the big things; it's just like working a muscle. You'll get there some day. You just need patience, aggression, and being hard-headed.

 

[WeirdyMcGee]

Are you saying that you s*** muffins? O.O

...d-doesn't everyone? ::
Oh my!


Well~ I might not have much experience with getting a guy's attention but I've played the part enough that I know a thing or two.
Lemme know if you ever want some advice, yes? >D

 

[MaliceInWickedland]

...d-doesn't everyone? ::
Oh my!

Well~ I might not have much experience with getting a guy's attention but I've played the part enough that I know a thing or two.
Lemme know if you ever want some advice, yes? >D

xD

Yes! Please teach me your magical unicorn ways Sensei

 

[MaliceInWickedland]

Ugh... I have no idea what's going on but my neighbors have been cheering obnoxiously loud for about half an hour now and I really feel like walking over there, knocking on the door, handing whoever opens it a cherrybomb or some other dangerous firework, running off, and listening to them get blown up. Seriously now people, it's 11 freaking pm. Shouldn't you all be hungover and knocked out by now?

In all the 11 years we've lived here these people have been nothing short of annoying, strange, and intrusive. They're always sitting out there in their front yard at the strangest hours, sipping beer and, at times, smoking weed (I can easily smell it from here - horrible, horrible smell...). Whenever we're pulling into the driveway from a long day of errands and whatnot they'll be sitting out there, staring at us, watching our every move, practically raping my mother and I with their eyes. It's disgusting. They're one of the main reasons why I hate being stared at so much.

They always have some random women over there too. I have already confirmed that they are indeed drug dealers (loooong story). I wouldn't be surprised if those women were prostitutes or something. What bugs me the most is their creeper of a son/nephew/whatever he is. He followed me around at school all the time and on a few strange occasions came over during the evening to ask the weirdest questions and then randomly walk away without a single word. It's like something out of the freaking Twilight Zone, I swear.

It's reached a point where I'm afraid to walk out onto my own front lawn without a trusted person nearby. All these people ever do is stare, drink, smoke weed, argue (very loudly - you can actually hear their screams all the way down the block on the worst days), and bask in all their meth-headed glory. I couldn't be anymore happy that we'll finally be moving away next weekend. F*** this neighborhood.

 

[DeadmanWalking]

Ugh... I have no idea what's going on but my neighbors have been cheering obnoxiously loud for about half an hour now and I really feel like walking over there, knocking on the door, handing whoever opens it a cherrybomb or some other dangerous firework, running off, and listening to them get blown up. Seriously now people, it's 11 freaking pm. Shouldn't you all be hungover and knocked out by now?

In all the 11 years we've lived here these people have been nothing short of annoying, strange, and intrusive. They're always sitting out there in their front yard at the strangest hours, sipping beer and, at times, smoking weed (I can easily smell it from here - horrible, horrible smell...). Whenever we're pulling into the driveway from a long day of errands and whatnot they'll be sitting out there, staring at us, watching our every move, practically raping my mother and I with their eyes. It's disgusting. They're one of the main reasons why I hate being stared at so much.

They always have some random women over there too. I have already confirmed that they are indeed drug dealers (loooong story). I wouldn't be surprised if those women were prostitutes or something. What bugs me the most is their creeper of a son/nephew/whatever he is. He followed me around at school all the time and on a few strange occasions came over during the evening to ask the weirdest questions and then randomly walk away without a single word. It's like something out of the freaking Twilight Zone, I swear.

It's reached a point where I'm afraid to walk out onto my own front lawn without a trusted person nearby. All these people ever do is stare, drink, smoke weed, argue (very loudly - you can actually hear their screams all the way down the block on the worst days), and bask in all their meth-headed glory. I couldn't be anymore happy that we'll finally be moving away next weekend.

It's good that you're getting away from there; I fear that something may happen to you and your mother if you stay there any longer. Get out and never look back. Ah yes, can't forget! You need to buy some mace, girl! Or a bat or mace AND a bat!

 

[WeirdyMcGee]

^ I know how you feel, lady.
I've lived in low income housing my whole life and our neighbors on either side have ALWAYS been either drugdealers or very loud drunks.

My bedroom wall is shared with the neighbor's 3 year old son; whom she screams at constantly and hits. Her boyfriend is a drugdealer and we've been threatened several times that if we report her, we'll be 'in deep ****'.
Even if we reported her, we don't have any substantial evidence for them to take the child out of the house unless they make an unexpected visit and find his living situation to be bad-- but they always tell her ahead of time and she runs out and buys food to fill the cupboards and dresses up like a proper person for the 10 minutes a worker visits to check the apartment.

Disgusting, terrible stuff going on and there's just nothing you can do about it as much as it pains me to think I'm allowing that child to be in harms way.
Stupid red tape.
...I vote for vigilante justice... what do you say? -___-

 

[MaliceInWickedland]

It's good that you're getting away from there; I fear that something may happen to you and your mother if you stay there any longer. Get out and never look back. Ah yes, can't forget! You need to buy some mace, girl! Or a bat or mace AND a bat!

I've been fearing that since we first moved here. I actually already bought an aluminum bat a few weeks ago and keep it next to my bed at all times. We have an alarm system, bars on the windows, and even cameras around the house (My mom is very paranoid and she has every single right to be) so no one's ever dared to mess with us on our property. Regardless of that, there's always that underlying fear as we step out of the house. At least I know I won't have to go through that crap anymore once we move.

 

[MikeyC]

The neighbours two houses up are complete idiots and we're also sure they're selling drugs. Like Weirdy, I can't prove it. But they do scream and yell, and they have a thousand kids. Pathetic family.

Used to be a nice, old lady that lived there.

 

[MaliceInWickedland]

^ I know how you feel, lady.
I've lived in low income housing my whole life and our neighbors on either side have ALWAYS been either drugdealers or very loud drunks.

My bedroom wall is shared with the neighbor's 3 year old son; whom she screams at constantly and hits. Her boyfriend is a drugdealer and we've been threatened several times that if we report her, we'll be 'in deep ****'.
Even if we reported her, we don't have any substantial evidence for them to take the child out of the house unless they make an unexpected visit and find his living situation to be bad-- but they always tell her ahead of time and she runs out and buys food to fill the cupboards and dresses up like a proper person for the 10 minutes a worker visits to check the apartment.

Disgusting, terrible stuff going on and there's just nothing you can do about it as much as it pains me to think I'm allowing that child to be in harms way.
Stupid red tape.
...I vote for vigilante justice... what do you say? -___-

Oh wow... I thought you were joking that one time you mentioned these things when I asked if I could move in with you guys. I'm truly sorry to hear that you have to go through that, and that poor child... People like that make me sick to no end.

Hell yeah, I'm all for that! Let's all gather up our maces and bats, go over there, and beat some sense into those people! (I just need to get my passport for Canada <__<)

 

[DeadmanWalking]

I've been fearing that since we first moved here. I actually already bought an aluminum bat a few weeks ago and keep it next to my bed at all times. We have an alarm system, bars on the windows, and even cameras around the house (My mom is very paranoid and she has every single right to be) so no one's ever dared to mess with us on our property. Regardless of that, there's always that underlying fear as we step out of the house. At least I know I won't have to go through that crap anymore once we move.

Well, all's well that ends well, I guess. Your situation kinda reminds me of what I'm going through right now. But the only difference is that I don't know what they're doing and I probably couldn't prove it. In any case, it's starting to irritate me.
On second thought, though, maybe you should have got a katana because katanas are always cool! Well, at least you can make some baseball pun once you "Sammy Sosa" one of those drug dealers upside the head. But, you still forgot the mace, Malice::! So, what's the plan with the cameras once you move?

 

[MaliceInWickedland]

The neighbours two houses up are complete idiots and we're also sure they're selling drugs. Like Weirdy, I can't prove it. But they do scream and yell, and they have a thousand kids. Pathetic family.

Used to be a nice, old lady that lived there.

That's sort of what happened with our neighbors. The neighbors I was just talking about live to the left of us and have lived there for God knows how long. The neighbors on our right were changed twice. The original neighbors who were there when we first moved here were a sweet couple. They were newlyweds and were expecting a child. They moved away to raise their child in a better area (I don't live in a bad area, it's just the street we live on that is inhabited by some low lives).

The people who moved in after were decent, it was just their kids who were the problem. They bullied me because I used to talk to myself when I was 7 up to 9 years of age (I'm an only child so I guess that's how I coped with it). Their bullying gradually got worse and at one point the oldest son got into our backyard while I was playing back there and had a butter knife with him. I know they're not exactly dangerous but they do say that anything can be used as a weapon...

My mom was at work and my grandmother was inside, most likely doing chores. I was never violently approached in my life, plus I was just a kid so I didn't understand the underlying danger I was in. He was talking to me casually so that lowered my defenses even more and I actually welcomed him because I thought "Hey, he's actually being nice to me for once." He didn't do anything to me but he probably would have had my my grandmother not heard me talking to someone, come to check up on me, and seen the older kid in our yard uninvited, with a knife in hand no less (just a butter knife, but a knife is a knife right?). As soon as she saw what was going on she immediately started screaming bloody murder, chased the kid out with a broom, and called 911. The neighbors got in huge trouble with the police and they eventually moved out.

Then came our current neighbors. They've never really done anything wrong but they're pretty annoying. They blast their music really loudly late at night and have 4 rowdy kids who are always screaming, kicking our fence, and sneaking into our property whenever they kick their ball or whatever into our yard while playing. They also own a Labrador Retriever whom they always leave outside, even in the rain, and can usually be heard getting yelled at by the lady's boyfriend.

So yeah, that pretty much sums up my lovely neighbors.

 

[MaliceInWickedland]

Well, all's well that ends well, I guess. Your situation kinda reminds me of what I'm going through right now. But the only difference is that I don't know what they're doing and I probably couldn't prove it. In any case, it's starting to irritate me.
On second thought, though, maybe you should have got a katana because katanas are always cool! Well, at least you can make some baseball pun once you "Sammy Sosa" one of those drug dealers upside the head. But, you still forgot the mace, Malice::! So, what's the plan with the cameras once you move?

Yeah, I know what you mean. That is a good idea. I've always thought katanas were awesome, but usually people end up getting killed with their own weapons in the event of a home invasion, so I sure as hell wouldn't want to be chopped up into pieces by my own sword. A bat is a different story, I mean, I feel safer having it next to my bed so I can get it right away. I wouldn't really want to have a sword by my bed though. What if it happens to be badly sheathed and I step on it or something with my limited visibility in the dark? I don't know, I'm just iffy about the sword, as awesome as that is.

We'll probably be installing cameras in our new home too. It's a very nice area but there seems to be a rather high rate of car thefts and home invasions so it's better to be on the safe side.