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Rothkoid’s Virtual Housewarming

 
  

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Eloi Tsabaoth
14:15 / 19.02.03
I swan in and have my burly security gibbons set up an elaborate cordon around the bar area. I never arrive at a party until at least the third day. That's when the fun really kicks in. Now make me a Dirty Girl Scout, my good man...
 
 
rizla mission
14:32 / 19.02.03
playdough or wood?
 
 
Sax
14:57 / 19.02.03
So, can I put Tales from the Topographic Ocean on, or what?
 
 
Goodness Gracious Meme
15:08 / 19.02.03
*BiP wakes from Gin-induced Coma and dives for the stereo, action hero style*

Nooooooooooooooooooooooo

*tackles Sax to the ground and wrenches the offending disc from his hands. Bounds over to the balcony and lobs it off*

No need to panic folks. Nothing to see here.
 
 
Bill Posters
15:31 / 19.02.03
* After muttering to himself that enough is enough and slipping out the back door for an hour or so, Bill returns triumpant in a suit not unlike this one. "Hell, worth every penny," comes a muffled voice from somewhere deep with in it. *
 
 
Our Lady of The Two Towers
16:34 / 19.02.03
Hang on, was Mazarine saying I look like a dog? My fragile self-respect is crumbling!
 
 
Mourne Kransky
16:38 / 19.02.03
The perverts, in blue socks, slump in the corner, sleeping off Anna de Logardière's Bloody Marys (bottle of Stolly, one cherry tomato and photograph of a celery stick) under the Norfolk island Palm.

Ah, but now they're stirring, their senses anaesthetised but nevertheless catching traces of fresh mylar and aluminised fibreglass in the air. Inadvertently, Bill Posters has excited their attention, once again.

I say inadvertently but it's beginning to look more and more advertent.
 
 
Bill Posters
17:00 / 19.02.03
Er, why would a man in a rubber suit with a built in gas mask attract your attention?

Actually... Oh god. What have I dooone?

* ducks instinctively *
 
 
deja_vroom
17:02 / 19.02.03
Hello. I´ve been wandering outside in the cold all night, looking for the perfect carpet to vomit and pass out on. I see your house has a nice carpet over there. Someone take my coat, please. And burn it. Quick.
 
 
Mourne Kransky
17:13 / 19.02.03
Bill Posters is (as they say) innocent. Just how we like 'em, bwahahaha...

I was going to use the rohypnol on Rothkoid until I saw the shirt...
 
 
deja_vroom
17:19 / 19.02.03
Can I hide in the fireplace for a couple of hours?
 
 
Bill Posters
17:29 / 19.02.03
No, 'cos I'm already hiding there, hiding from a. the perverts and b. from you in case you're still mad at me for the notorious Space Shuttle thread. But hell, actually there's prolly room for two...
 
 
Eloi Tsabaoth
17:36 / 19.02.03
Getting a bit chilly in here. Pass the nutty slack...
 
 
deja_vroom
17:50 / 19.02.03
Bill, look up. There's something stuck up the chimney. I'ts behaving as if it's dead. Oh, god, the smell! Do something!
 
 
Bill Posters
18:06 / 19.02.03
Don't panic, I can't smell a thing in this get up.

My god. It's a guy. He's all stiff, and his sack is absolutely bulging.

Oh god. Can someone go get the Missing Persons file for Little Italy round Christmas time last year?
 
 
deja_vroom
18:21 / 19.02.03
We have a corpse! *Now* this is a party...
 
 
Baz Auckland
18:33 / 19.02.03
Just pour alcohol on him, sit him in a chair, and stick a hat over his face. Just like 'Clue'!

Maybe later we can play weekend at Bernie's...

What? Where's my drink?
 
 
Mourne Kransky
18:39 / 19.02.03
My turn: Colonel Qalyn, in the Library, with a Candlestick.

Come on, Colonel, you never were properly ass-candled, were you?
 
 
rizla mission
13:30 / 20.02.03
Well, I don't know about you, but I think this party has just about reached what we call 'Rammstein Time'.

*eyes stereo*
 
 
deja_vroom
15:03 / 20.02.03
... which is currently being secured by me inside a fort made of cardboard boxes, playing Harry Pussy's "Showroom Dummies" on repeat.
 
 
Our Lady of The Two Towers
16:16 / 20.02.03
I have a 'Helen Love' CD and I'm not afraid to use it.
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
21:24 / 20.02.03
Never fear. Especially for Rothkoid's virtual housewarming I went out and spent ALL THE MONEY IN THE WORLD on a special, limited, special, one-of-a-kind, special (and not in a Joey Deacon sort of way) Throbbing Gristle box set that comes with its own sound system!

Actually, I didn't. (passes out again, soothed by the many sighs of relief).
 
 
The Return Of Rothkoid
21:33 / 20.02.03
Rizla, it's been Rammstein Time for a while. Didn't you see Till wrestling Eugene from Oxbow, over in the corner there?

Hi, guys.
 
 
Mazarine
00:48 / 21.02.03
-Gets off of whomever I leapt on, then wanders over to the chimney. Finds a bottle of champagne, shakes it up, and fires the cork at the mouldering haunch of the corpse. The fizz starts to mix with the ashes.-

Well, it's definitely dead.
 
 
rizla mission
10:04 / 21.02.03
Let's alternate Helen Love with Rammstein and, don't mind me, I'll just be ascending to heaven..
 
 
Goodness Gracious Meme
10:13 / 21.02.03
Don't worry about it, Maz. Happens all the time....

and don't waste your time with that bottle, sweetheart.

*Drags magnums of Veuve Cliquot '59 into room*


POP!
 
 
The Return Of Rothkoid
10:52 / 21.02.03
*hands out champagne flutes*
 
 
angel
11:13 / 21.02.03
Ahhhhh, BiP I knew I'd arrive at this party just in time! Your timing is as perfect as ever my sweet!

Mwah Rothkoid, nice place, decorated with the elegantly wasted masses of Barbelith! So this season darling!

Is there a place for a girl to drop her velvet cloak? I didn't want to excite the locals as I'm just working in my new black velvet corset ensemble! Have I missed anything? *smiles innocently - ish*
 
  

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