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The joys of putting people in bins.

solid~liquid onwards

20:30 / 03.05.02

i just had to share the fact that i put a person in a bin, cos im so proud

he was the leader of a gang of turds, they were taking the mick out of my long hair while i was passing through school alone...i only had a week of school left so i thought i might as well cut loose, so i picked up the shight and put him in a bin total humiliation then i walked away, the rest of his gang too shocked to react.

made me feel like i was on a complete energy high, like i'd just sucked the gang dry of their energies, it felt great.

22:18 / 03.05.02

you know what?? it just occured to me that in all the time we've been in the Academy, we've never been in a seriously huge fight. Now i really want to get that little bin-dweller, and all his little munchkin friends, and just kick the living shit out of them. and those fucks that were following us today into the maths block?? i want to make them all bleed. hell, we spent the last six years being good, i reckon that not only could we fuck them over, we could report them, and get away with it too. what d'ya say sttab??

22:53 / 03.05.02

that makes me wonder... who of us have Really gotten into a FIGHT? subject for it's own thred perhaps?

solid~liquid onwards

09:20 / 04.05.02

i got attacked by two guys, while i was waiting for my mum to pick me up after a rugby game ( i was playing for the noth of scotland) fight lasted about 10 seconds before they ran away, bleeding and limping...t'was sweet...being a lank dude with long blonde hair can be quite deceiving to most.

manga, you cant really do that, their younger than us and no-one our own age is stupid enough

, even if they are cheeky fucks, you shouldnt do more than humiliate them....like that time tipper kept on calling me yeti and such like, so i picked him up, uposide down, by the trousers, which slipped up to expose his arse to about 15 people, then i put him in a can bank.

i dont get violent unless some prick try's to do for me, then i might as well treat myself.

im in a bit of a different boat from most people, cos i have a psycho brother who is hyper competitive, we have at least 2 fights a day. and hes a stocky rugby player for the highlands and islands team. my fighting instincts and reactions are highly honed, i can disarm people with weapons fairly easily too, just from lots of practice with my brother.

example, corin throws a pretend kick at my chest in basketball on thursday, and without thinking i grabbed his leg thats coming towards my chest and swept his other leg from under him, leaving him on the floor...same day i was a bit high, so i was breaking 2" by 4"'s with my head... i have a friend whos in the para's, and i still bet him in a fight, by dodging a punch, looping around behind him , and grabbing his throat and putting my fingers in his eyes...despite he's twice as strong as me, and if he hit me with full force hed probably kill me (this was kinda for fun by the way)

09:39 / 04.05.02

What is this thread doing in Magick?
sorry guys but it should be in conversation.

solid~liquid onwards

10:06 / 04.05.02

sorry dude, im a retard...heres something relevant though.
i was once attacked by something in my dreams.

i was having a lucid dream, and just enjoying myself, i was in a city, a made up one, jumping between buildings, then i spotted an ice cream shop, so i went to see if i could taste dream ice cream, when i sensed something foreign in my dream, in the distance, there was a humanoid shaped "hole" in the dream, running and jumping towards me, while it was bounding towards me, i sensed that it was some kid of predator.

i stood my ground, out of curriosity, i was totally intriged...it charged further and i got kinda nervous, it was on me in a second, and threw a punch on my face, the dream instantly snapped away, and i was in bed, in my room. The feeling of it punching me, wasnt like physical pain, it was like the vibrations that come just before lift of in OBE/astral projection, it kinda hit me out of body, then i forced myself back in, it hit me several times rapiddly, each time moving me slightly out of boidy, and me forcing myself back...then i willed a defence, and a translucent purple bubble appeared that lessened the impact of the hits, then i imagined an ofence, and about 50 odd spikes, the same as the sheild, but more solid, protruded from the outer shell of the sheild and began to move across the shell in all direcrtions, slicing at the entity, before it vanished. i lay in my bed for a while paralysed, not paniing, cos it usually hapens after an OBE/astral projection attempt.

i reckon it was some kinda astral predator, it didnt seem of a higher intelegence, it was more like an animal

then again mabye it was just an over realistic dream of a mad man :P

12:07 / 04.05.02

Speaking of being attacked in dreams...Has anyone been the attacker?

In my second ever pathworking (Dream walk) I ttok the form of a wolf, and chased a Hart through the grounds of Hyde Park. When I had finally caught it, I siezed it by the throat, killed and ate it. The strange thing is, Before then, I had never been to Hyde park, but on a visit the year after, I found that I knew exactly what the lay of the land was, and I even managed to go to the spot where I killed the Hart. I don't know what it means, but I know I'm not Precognisent as I work with Psychometrics(seeing the past through objects). If anyone does dream interpretations, I'd be glad to know if it represented anything. No Freudian references please though, I don't have a thing for my mom and me and my dad get on okay!*Grin*

Cheers!

12:23 / 04.05.02

Hmmm.

I once went on a killing spree in one of my lucid dreams.

I was walking through a part of town full of scrotes, and I had a gun - a sort of western six-shooter type thing. I was getting all tense: freaked out by being surrounded by twocas and smackheads, and also worried about how I'd got hold of this gun.

And then, of course, I suddenly thought, Blackadder-style: 'Oh hang on...It's a bloody dream!' Which meant I could (a) kill anyone I wanted and (b) wouldn't run out of bullets either...

Marvellous.

(don't be alarmed, tho', killing sprees do not form a huge part of my mental existence)

solid~liquid onwards

12:50 / 04.05.02

dude
i hada semi killing spree once in a lucid dream, i was in a wood, and there was houses. people were there that i knew, but i realised they werent actually the real people, or even from my dreams, and they seemed foreign to my dream, they started harrassing me, so i picked up a spade and chopped of half of one persons head, and imbedded the spade in the shoulder of another, and they went away.

13:15 / 04.05.02

I've got a real life fight that relates magickally:

It was a dark and stormy night... well, it wasn't actually, but that's a good way to start a story.

I was on a pub crawl and had to move the car to avoid a parking fine. So I ended up walking half way through the city back to the next pub in the line-up. Being as drunk as a fart and feeling all magickally superior and invunerable, I decided to take the back alleys and streets to "increase the dark, brooding energy" that I was sucking in like a... sucky-inny-thinger.

Three poncy dressed Italian guys appeared ahead of me; youngens, adorned with silver chains, obviously heading out to some nightclub or other to pick up underaged wog girls. As I said, I felt on a higher level: a level where I was in control. It's that level of magick that is instantly attainable to anyone who does eight rounds of lip-sip-suck tequila shooters, or skulls the "pansy arsed girly drink" cocktail that actually contained forty three varieties of spirits and some food colouring.

"Nice skivvy." I remarked to the pretty, white-skivvy-wearing ponce in the middle.

Needless to say, three against one + back alley + drunken goober super magic guy = fight. I got clobbered a few times, managed to connect once or twice, and then ran like a fucking girl.

If there's a moral to the story, it's that magicians and copious amounts of beer don't mix.

The Knowledge

13:25 / 04.05.02

Stabb - Hahahahahahahhahahaha! You rock. When I see big gangs of kids in my area they tend to say hello because my name is well known around here. Sometimes, I stop, look at 'em with smugness in my eyes, and say: "You kids, you kids be cool.

22:20 / 04.05.02

And they say 'baaah' in return.

22:32 / 04.05.02

Are you sure it was "'baaah'? I'm sure it was 'mooooo'.

Less searchable M0rd4nt

10:04 / 05.05.02

I decked my That Ex in a pub once. But it was an accident.

Sort of.

uncle retrospective

10:36 / 05.05.02

Are you sure it was "'baaah'? I'm sure it was 'mooooo'.

It's Baaah. He's Welsh.

Less searchable M0rd4nt

11:53 / 05.05.02

They've got cows in Wales, y'know. And ducks. And pigs. I think someone started a buffalo mozzarela concern, too.

13:15 / 05.05.02

"...obviously heading out to some nightclub or other to pick up underaged wog girls"

nice comment, suffocate. would you have been happier if they'd been out to pick up older 'wog' girls? or underage white girls? give us some clarification.

and just for the record, i threw a bloke across a table once for seriously hassling a girl in a club (who asked me for help).

Less searchable M0rd4nt

13:20 / 05.05.02

would you have been happier if they'd been out to pick up older 'wog' girls? or underage white girls?

Werl, I wasn't going to be the one to say it. Wouldn't want to be accused of pettiness, now...

Solitaire Rose as Tom Servo

13:25 / 05.05.02

I had one lucid dream years ago where I had killed someone and been able to not only get rid of the body perfectly, but had no connection to the person's dissapearance at all. It was disturbing for me in that I would flash on the dream for months afterwards when I would be at a place that showed up in the dream.

And in High School I was the recipient of fights quite often, but couldn't really do much back in return.

I coudl think of a whole bunch of people I would LIKE to put in a bin now....

13:25 / 05.05.02

i'm often 'petty' in this way. just can't help it.....

13:41 / 05.05.02

I've never been in a fight. Ever. Have I missed something fun?
Should I go to the local biker bar and call everyone there "sissy little girly-men" and see what happens?