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On October 21 2011 11:44 johnnywup wrote:
i think i can speak for all of reddit when i say that that post is disgusting and racist. i dont know why he put reddit in the loop with him there
All of Reddit?
Including the subreddits where child porn and dead children are posted?
User was warned for this post
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On October 21 2011 11:48 Zostix wrote:Show nested quote +On October 21 2011 11:44 johnnywup wrote:
i think i can speak for all of reddit when i say that that post is disgusting and racist. i dont know why he put reddit in the loop with him there All of Reddit? Including the subreddits where child porn and dead children are posted?
Well, r/starcraft. you don't have to take everything so literally ><
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On October 21 2011 11:41 Thebbeuttiffulland wrote:Show nested quote +On October 21 2011 11:29 ChuCky.Ca wrote:On October 21 2011 10:52 LeRedditXD wrote:Hey Incontrol fanclub! Me and the fellers over at reddit came up with a really good tale for ya'll and I hope you enjoy it xD + Show Spoiler +User was banned for this post. Hmmm If I have to guess im gonna go with hmmm 11 year old kid?? maybe 12 are you saying that he has amazing talent at writing?
Yes, combined with the maturity of a 12 year old. I mean if you wanna read a funny sex story about sc players, read the idra/tossgirl one. This one is just...not at all funny?
It is pretty well written though
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On October 21 2011 11:41 Thebbeuttiffulland wrote:Show nested quote +On October 21 2011 11:29 ChuCky.Ca wrote:On October 21 2011 10:52 LeRedditXD wrote:Hey Incontrol fanclub! Me and the fellers over at reddit came up with a really good tale for ya'll and I hope you enjoy it xD + Show Spoiler +User was banned for this post. Hmmm If I have to guess im gonna go with hmmm 11 year old kid?? maybe 12 are you saying that he has amazing talent at writing?
nope just an immature douchebag
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On October 21 2011 12:02 ChuCky.Ca wrote:Show nested quote +On October 21 2011 11:41 Thebbeuttiffulland wrote:On October 21 2011 11:29 ChuCky.Ca wrote:On October 21 2011 10:52 LeRedditXD wrote:Hey Incontrol fanclub! Me and the fellers over at reddit came up with a really good tale for ya'll and I hope you enjoy it xD + Show Spoiler +After a devastating 0-6 knock out at MLG Orlando incontrol storms into the bedroom in a fury, a scowl painted on his face like the angry cock of thor. "What is it my love?" his beautiful girlfriend Anna Prosser inquired.
"I FELT GOOD. I HAD IT. I WANTED IT. I DIDNT" Incontrol screamed as he threw all of Anna's Jesus dolls on the ground in a fit of rage. Anna recoils in shock, having never seen her man act so outwardly angry before. She didn't know what to say, but she knew it made her feel good for some reason. Instinctively she knew just how to push his buttons to get what she wanted. "Why can't you play like Idra does?" she asked, feigning innocence.
"THAT LITTLE FAGGOT? DONT MAKE ME LAUGH. I POUR MY HEART AND SOUL INTO THIS GAME, THIS COMMUNITY, AND IT'S ALL A LIE. IDRA? HE SPITS ON PEOPLE LIKE ME. HE LOOKS DOWN HIS BEADY LITTLE JEW-RAT NOSE AND SNEERS AT ME FOR STRUGGLING. FUCK THAT LITTLE QUEER." Incontrol hardly in control of himself any more, sits down dipping his entire hand in nutella only to lick it off his hand in-between panted breaths. Grinding his teeth at the sheer irony of it all.
Knowing she has him right where she wants him, she cranes her head to the side and innocently asks, “But he plays zerg right? That’s the hard race”, hardly even able to contain herself any more.
“THE FUCK DID YOU SAY YOU INSOLENT LITTLE WHORE? WHERE DO YOU GET OFF WITH THESE ASININE BULLSHIT NEGRO-BUNJO OPINIONS? YOU DON’T EVEN PLAY THE GAME, JUST LIKE THAT LITTLE JEW RAT YOU GET TO SIT BACK AND CRITIZE OTHERS WITHOUT EVER PUTTING YOURSELF OUT THERE. THERE’S NO ACCOUNTABILITY, THERE’S NO EXPECTATIONS. ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS PUT ON YOUR FAKE PHONY SMILE AND ACT LIKE AN ANGEL.” Incontrol thunders, throwing his nutella against the wall too physically upset to even eat between his great bellowing gasps. In utter disgust he walks up right to where Anna is sitting and stares right into her eyes, inches from her face. “And you… Acting so prissy; little miss ‘pure as the driven snow’. I know what a filthy whore dog you are, so don’t feed me that bullshit. Every night I have to endure it all. The fat jokes. Telling me to quit, laughing at my win rate. And the worst of all I have to deal with 13 year old kids making fun of me because you won’t put out. I’ll never get to touch that pussy because of your faggot fairy ‘Jesus Christ’. You won’t suck my dick. You hardly even do anal any more.”
Knowing she had him snagged firmly in her trap she let it all loose now. Snidely remarking, “You’re not man enough to win a starcraft game, you aren’t man enough to take me for yourself.”
Incontrol froze. You couldn’t even hear him breathing like a wildebeest any more. It was like she stood up and slapped him on the ear as hard as she could. And all he could see was her sitting in that chair with that stupid fucking smile on her face. He went red with fury. He couldn’t even think straight any more. The sheer injustice of it all. All those phonies. They’re all phonies. They don’t understand what he endures, and they laugh at him
“That’s… it” he squeaks out, hardly even a whisper. “I’m going to get you all, I’m going to give all you phonies what you deserve” he said as he slowly built up the realization of what he was going to do next. “YOU WHOOOOOORRRREEEEEEEEE” he bellows out in a demonic crescendo as he rips Anna’s dress in two, her breasts left exposed. Like a man wandering in the desert coming upon an oasis his eyes light up at the sight of her perky nipples. He grabs them; not with the gentleness of tender lovers but a claw of some possessed beast. Deeply he digs his fingernails into her breasts as Anna’s eyes light up with fire and excitement… Finally she would get what she wanted. Slowly he recedes his hands, her breasts covered in spots of blood from the trauma as he moves onto better prizes at hands.
“A THONG? YOU WHORE, YOU WEAR A THONG AROUND ALL DAY?” Incontrol screams as he rips off her panties in his frenzy. There’s her long awaited pussy, and again Incontrol freezes. He’s come to a crossroad again. He knows what he wants, but he’s not sure how he’s going to accomplish it. Anna briefly offput at his sudden reluctance to continues, it slowly dawns on her why the sudden pause.
“Are you a fucking virgin?” she exclaims in utter disgust. Breaking his death stare from the foreign beast that is the vagina, Incontrol looks into Anna’s loathsome face; his jaw hanging like one of those negroboys who hang outside the kool mart.
“Shut… up. IT’S NOT SUPPOSED TO GO LIKE THIS”, he spits in her face. In a hurry to take what is rightfully his he puts one hand over the phony whore’s mouth and one to undo his belt buckle. His erect penis pokes out like a thimble resting on a pool of jelly, twitching in ecstasy as he prepares to take his prize. “You’re a phony… You’re all phonies..” as he pulses his hips like he sees in those movies. His small cock pounding the thighs of Anna as he tries to snipe Anna’s pussy like a B-1 bomber but consistently missing. “No wonder you can’t micro for shit” she lets loose with a sneer.
“Shut… UP. YOU PHONY. YOU BIG FAT PHONY.” As he nears his climax a smile creeps across his face as he knows exactly how to make the finale spectacular. Moving his fat fingers up around Anna’s throat he presses down hard on her larynx, collapsing her neck. His penis eager from the repeated blunt force trauma is ready to sing the song of penile GG. Spurting his load over Anna’s asshole he can feel all those years of pain draining out via his cock. Knowing that her time of death is near, Anna reaches for her bible to relay one last message to Incontrol. With a trembling hand, she comes along a passage from the lord, and with her last dying effort she indicates it with her index finger.
“You’re a pathetic lover and shitty at Starcraft” Quoth the Lord, Jesus Christ – Dudearonomy 2:12
Knowing that his time is short for his master plan, he makes no effort to hide Anna’s body as he bench presses it out the window.
Hmmm If I have to guess im gonna go with hmmm 11 year old kid?? maybe 12 are you saying that he has amazing talent at writing? nope just an immature douchebag
you were mature at 11?
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On October 21 2011 12:06 Thebbeuttiffulland wrote:Show nested quote +On October 21 2011 12:02 ChuCky.Ca wrote:On October 21 2011 11:41 Thebbeuttiffulland wrote:On October 21 2011 11:29 ChuCky.Ca wrote:On October 21 2011 10:52 LeRedditXD wrote:Hey Incontrol fanclub! Me and the fellers over at reddit came up with a really good tale for ya'll and I hope you enjoy it xD + Show Spoiler +After a devastating 0-6 knock out at MLG Orlando incontrol storms into the bedroom in a fury, a scowl painted on his face like the angry cock of thor. "What is it my love?" his beautiful girlfriend Anna Prosser inquired.
"I FELT GOOD. I HAD IT. I WANTED IT. I DIDNT" Incontrol screamed as he threw all of Anna's Jesus dolls on the ground in a fit of rage. Anna recoils in shock, having never seen her man act so outwardly angry before. She didn't know what to say, but she knew it made her feel good for some reason. Instinctively she knew just how to push his buttons to get what she wanted. "Why can't you play like Idra does?" she asked, feigning innocence.
"THAT LITTLE FAGGOT? DONT MAKE ME LAUGH. I POUR MY HEART AND SOUL INTO THIS GAME, THIS COMMUNITY, AND IT'S ALL A LIE. IDRA? HE SPITS ON PEOPLE LIKE ME. HE LOOKS DOWN HIS BEADY LITTLE JEW-RAT NOSE AND SNEERS AT ME FOR STRUGGLING. FUCK THAT LITTLE QUEER." Incontrol hardly in control of himself any more, sits down dipping his entire hand in nutella only to lick it off his hand in-between panted breaths. Grinding his teeth at the sheer irony of it all.
Knowing she has him right where she wants him, she cranes her head to the side and innocently asks, “But he plays zerg right? That’s the hard race”, hardly even able to contain herself any more.
“THE FUCK DID YOU SAY YOU INSOLENT LITTLE WHORE? WHERE DO YOU GET OFF WITH THESE ASININE BULLSHIT NEGRO-BUNJO OPINIONS? YOU DON’T EVEN PLAY THE GAME, JUST LIKE THAT LITTLE JEW RAT YOU GET TO SIT BACK AND CRITIZE OTHERS WITHOUT EVER PUTTING YOURSELF OUT THERE. THERE’S NO ACCOUNTABILITY, THERE’S NO EXPECTATIONS. ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS PUT ON YOUR FAKE PHONY SMILE AND ACT LIKE AN ANGEL.” Incontrol thunders, throwing his nutella against the wall too physically upset to even eat between his great bellowing gasps. In utter disgust he walks up right to where Anna is sitting and stares right into her eyes, inches from her face. “And you… Acting so prissy; little miss ‘pure as the driven snow’. I know what a filthy whore dog you are, so don’t feed me that bullshit. Every night I have to endure it all. The fat jokes. Telling me to quit, laughing at my win rate. And the worst of all I have to deal with 13 year old kids making fun of me because you won’t put out. I’ll never get to touch that pussy because of your faggot fairy ‘Jesus Christ’. You won’t suck my dick. You hardly even do anal any more.”
Knowing she had him snagged firmly in her trap she let it all loose now. Snidely remarking, “You’re not man enough to win a starcraft game, you aren’t man enough to take me for yourself.”
Incontrol froze. You couldn’t even hear him breathing like a wildebeest any more. It was like she stood up and slapped him on the ear as hard as she could. And all he could see was her sitting in that chair with that stupid fucking smile on her face. He went red with fury. He couldn’t even think straight any more. The sheer injustice of it all. All those phonies. They’re all phonies. They don’t understand what he endures, and they laugh at him
“That’s… it” he squeaks out, hardly even a whisper. “I’m going to get you all, I’m going to give all you phonies what you deserve” he said as he slowly built up the realization of what he was going to do next. “YOU WHOOOOOORRRREEEEEEEEE” he bellows out in a demonic crescendo as he rips Anna’s dress in two, her breasts left exposed. Like a man wandering in the desert coming upon an oasis his eyes light up at the sight of her perky nipples. He grabs them; not with the gentleness of tender lovers but a claw of some possessed beast. Deeply he digs his fingernails into her breasts as Anna’s eyes light up with fire and excitement… Finally she would get what she wanted. Slowly he recedes his hands, her breasts covered in spots of blood from the trauma as he moves onto better prizes at hands.
“A THONG? YOU WHORE, YOU WEAR A THONG AROUND ALL DAY?” Incontrol screams as he rips off her panties in his frenzy. There’s her long awaited pussy, and again Incontrol freezes. He’s come to a crossroad again. He knows what he wants, but he’s not sure how he’s going to accomplish it. Anna briefly offput at his sudden reluctance to continues, it slowly dawns on her why the sudden pause.
“Are you a fucking virgin?” she exclaims in utter disgust. Breaking his death stare from the foreign beast that is the vagina, Incontrol looks into Anna’s loathsome face; his jaw hanging like one of those negroboys who hang outside the kool mart.
“Shut… up. IT’S NOT SUPPOSED TO GO LIKE THIS”, he spits in her face. In a hurry to take what is rightfully his he puts one hand over the phony whore’s mouth and one to undo his belt buckle. His erect penis pokes out like a thimble resting on a pool of jelly, twitching in ecstasy as he prepares to take his prize. “You’re a phony… You’re all phonies..” as he pulses his hips like he sees in those movies. His small cock pounding the thighs of Anna as he tries to snipe Anna’s pussy like a B-1 bomber but consistently missing. “No wonder you can’t micro for shit” she lets loose with a sneer.
“Shut… UP. YOU PHONY. YOU BIG FAT PHONY.” As he nears his climax a smile creeps across his face as he knows exactly how to make the finale spectacular. Moving his fat fingers up around Anna’s throat he presses down hard on her larynx, collapsing her neck. His penis eager from the repeated blunt force trauma is ready to sing the song of penile GG. Spurting his load over Anna’s asshole he can feel all those years of pain draining out via his cock. Knowing that her time of death is near, Anna reaches for her bible to relay one last message to Incontrol. With a trembling hand, she comes along a passage from the lord, and with her last dying effort she indicates it with her index finger.
“You’re a pathetic lover and shitty at Starcraft” Quoth the Lord, Jesus Christ – Dudearonomy 2:12
Knowing that his time is short for his master plan, he makes no effort to hide Anna’s body as he bench presses it out the window.
Hmmm If I have to guess im gonna go with hmmm 11 year old kid?? maybe 12 are you saying that he has amazing talent at writing? nope just an immature douchebag you were mature at 11?
Why are you standing up for this behavior....
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On October 21 2011 12:10 ChuCky.Ca wrote:Show nested quote +On October 21 2011 12:06 Thebbeuttiffulland wrote:On October 21 2011 12:02 ChuCky.Ca wrote:On October 21 2011 11:41 Thebbeuttiffulland wrote:On October 21 2011 11:29 ChuCky.Ca wrote:On October 21 2011 10:52 LeRedditXD wrote:Hey Incontrol fanclub! Me and the fellers over at reddit came up with a really good tale for ya'll and I hope you enjoy it xD + Show Spoiler +After a devastating 0-6 knock out at MLG Orlando incontrol storms into the bedroom in a fury, a scowl painted on his face like the angry cock of thor. "What is it my love?" his beautiful girlfriend Anna Prosser inquired.
"I FELT GOOD. I HAD IT. I WANTED IT. I DIDNT" Incontrol screamed as he threw all of Anna's Jesus dolls on the ground in a fit of rage. Anna recoils in shock, having never seen her man act so outwardly angry before. She didn't know what to say, but she knew it made her feel good for some reason. Instinctively she knew just how to push his buttons to get what she wanted. "Why can't you play like Idra does?" she asked, feigning innocence.
"THAT LITTLE FAGGOT? DONT MAKE ME LAUGH. I POUR MY HEART AND SOUL INTO THIS GAME, THIS COMMUNITY, AND IT'S ALL A LIE. IDRA? HE SPITS ON PEOPLE LIKE ME. HE LOOKS DOWN HIS BEADY LITTLE JEW-RAT NOSE AND SNEERS AT ME FOR STRUGGLING. FUCK THAT LITTLE QUEER." Incontrol hardly in control of himself any more, sits down dipping his entire hand in nutella only to lick it off his hand in-between panted breaths. Grinding his teeth at the sheer irony of it all.
Knowing she has him right where she wants him, she cranes her head to the side and innocently asks, “But he plays zerg right? That’s the hard race”, hardly even able to contain herself any more.
“THE FUCK DID YOU SAY YOU INSOLENT LITTLE WHORE? WHERE DO YOU GET OFF WITH THESE ASININE BULLSHIT NEGRO-BUNJO OPINIONS? YOU DON’T EVEN PLAY THE GAME, JUST LIKE THAT LITTLE JEW RAT YOU GET TO SIT BACK AND CRITIZE OTHERS WITHOUT EVER PUTTING YOURSELF OUT THERE. THERE’S NO ACCOUNTABILITY, THERE’S NO EXPECTATIONS. ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS PUT ON YOUR FAKE PHONY SMILE AND ACT LIKE AN ANGEL.” Incontrol thunders, throwing his nutella against the wall too physically upset to even eat between his great bellowing gasps. In utter disgust he walks up right to where Anna is sitting and stares right into her eyes, inches from her face. “And you… Acting so prissy; little miss ‘pure as the driven snow’. I know what a filthy whore dog you are, so don’t feed me that bullshit. Every night I have to endure it all. The fat jokes. Telling me to quit, laughing at my win rate. And the worst of all I have to deal with 13 year old kids making fun of me because you won’t put out. I’ll never get to touch that pussy because of your faggot fairy ‘Jesus Christ’. You won’t suck my dick. You hardly even do anal any more.”
Knowing she had him snagged firmly in her trap she let it all loose now. Snidely remarking, “You’re not man enough to win a starcraft game, you aren’t man enough to take me for yourself.”
Incontrol froze. You couldn’t even hear him breathing like a wildebeest any more. It was like she stood up and slapped him on the ear as hard as she could. And all he could see was her sitting in that chair with that stupid fucking smile on her face. He went red with fury. He couldn’t even think straight any more. The sheer injustice of it all. All those phonies. They’re all phonies. They don’t understand what he endures, and they laugh at him
“That’s… it” he squeaks out, hardly even a whisper. “I’m going to get you all, I’m going to give all you phonies what you deserve” he said as he slowly built up the realization of what he was going to do next. “YOU WHOOOOOORRRREEEEEEEEE” he bellows out in a demonic crescendo as he rips Anna’s dress in two, her breasts left exposed. Like a man wandering in the desert coming upon an oasis his eyes light up at the sight of her perky nipples. He grabs them; not with the gentleness of tender lovers but a claw of some possessed beast. Deeply he digs his fingernails into her breasts as Anna’s eyes light up with fire and excitement… Finally she would get what she wanted. Slowly he recedes his hands, her breasts covered in spots of blood from the trauma as he moves onto better prizes at hands.
“A THONG? YOU WHORE, YOU WEAR A THONG AROUND ALL DAY?” Incontrol screams as he rips off her panties in his frenzy. There’s her long awaited pussy, and again Incontrol freezes. He’s come to a crossroad again. He knows what he wants, but he’s not sure how he’s going to accomplish it. Anna briefly offput at his sudden reluctance to continues, it slowly dawns on her why the sudden pause.
“Are you a fucking virgin?” she exclaims in utter disgust. Breaking his death stare from the foreign beast that is the vagina, Incontrol looks into Anna’s loathsome face; his jaw hanging like one of those negroboys who hang outside the kool mart.
“Shut… up. IT’S NOT SUPPOSED TO GO LIKE THIS”, he spits in her face. In a hurry to take what is rightfully his he puts one hand over the phony whore’s mouth and one to undo his belt buckle. His erect penis pokes out like a thimble resting on a pool of jelly, twitching in ecstasy as he prepares to take his prize. “You’re a phony… You’re all phonies..” as he pulses his hips like he sees in those movies. His small cock pounding the thighs of Anna as he tries to snipe Anna’s pussy like a B-1 bomber but consistently missing. “No wonder you can’t micro for shit” she lets loose with a sneer.
“Shut… UP. YOU PHONY. YOU BIG FAT PHONY.” As he nears his climax a smile creeps across his face as he knows exactly how to make the finale spectacular. Moving his fat fingers up around Anna’s throat he presses down hard on her larynx, collapsing her neck. His penis eager from the repeated blunt force trauma is ready to sing the song of penile GG. Spurting his load over Anna’s asshole he can feel all those years of pain draining out via his cock. Knowing that her time of death is near, Anna reaches for her bible to relay one last message to Incontrol. With a trembling hand, she comes along a passage from the lord, and with her last dying effort she indicates it with her index finger.
“You’re a pathetic lover and shitty at Starcraft” Quoth the Lord, Jesus Christ – Dudearonomy 2:12
Knowing that his time is short for his master plan, he makes no effort to hide Anna’s body as he bench presses it out the window.
Hmmm If I have to guess im gonna go with hmmm 11 year old kid?? maybe 12 are you saying that he has amazing talent at writing? nope just an immature douchebag you were mature at 11? Why are you standing up for this behavior....
because i hate when someone calls others 11 12 year olds when they know they arent ;( just say that hes immature or somethink
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On October 21 2011 11:50 TheAntZ wrote:Show nested quote +On October 21 2011 11:41 Thebbeuttiffulland wrote:On October 21 2011 11:29 ChuCky.Ca wrote:On October 21 2011 10:52 LeRedditXD wrote:Hey Incontrol fanclub! Me and the fellers over at reddit came up with a really good tale for ya'll and I hope you enjoy it xD + Show Spoiler +After a devastating 0-6 knock out at MLG Orlando incontrol storms into the bedroom in a fury, a scowl painted on his face like the angry cock of thor. "What is it my love?" his beautiful girlfriend Anna Prosser inquired.
"I FELT GOOD. I HAD IT. I WANTED IT. I DIDNT" Incontrol screamed as he threw all of Anna's Jesus dolls on the ground in a fit of rage. Anna recoils in shock, having never seen her man act so outwardly angry before. She didn't know what to say, but she knew it made her feel good for some reason. Instinctively she knew just how to push his buttons to get what she wanted. "Why can't you play like Idra does?" she asked, feigning innocence.
"THAT LITTLE FAGGOT? DONT MAKE ME LAUGH. I POUR MY HEART AND SOUL INTO THIS GAME, THIS COMMUNITY, AND IT'S ALL A LIE. IDRA? HE SPITS ON PEOPLE LIKE ME. HE LOOKS DOWN HIS BEADY LITTLE JEW-RAT NOSE AND SNEERS AT ME FOR STRUGGLING. FUCK THAT LITTLE QUEER." Incontrol hardly in control of himself any more, sits down dipping his entire hand in nutella only to lick it off his hand in-between panted breaths. Grinding his teeth at the sheer irony of it all.
Knowing she has him right where she wants him, she cranes her head to the side and innocently asks, “But he plays zerg right? That’s the hard race”, hardly even able to contain herself any more.
“THE FUCK DID YOU SAY YOU INSOLENT LITTLE WHORE? WHERE DO YOU GET OFF WITH THESE ASININE BULLSHIT NEGRO-BUNJO OPINIONS? YOU DON’T EVEN PLAY THE GAME, JUST LIKE THAT LITTLE JEW RAT YOU GET TO SIT BACK AND CRITIZE OTHERS WITHOUT EVER PUTTING YOURSELF OUT THERE. THERE’S NO ACCOUNTABILITY, THERE’S NO EXPECTATIONS. ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS PUT ON YOUR FAKE PHONY SMILE AND ACT LIKE AN ANGEL.” Incontrol thunders, throwing his nutella against the wall too physically upset to even eat between his great bellowing gasps. In utter disgust he walks up right to where Anna is sitting and stares right into her eyes, inches from her face. “And you… Acting so prissy; little miss ‘pure as the driven snow’. I know what a filthy whore dog you are, so don’t feed me that bullshit. Every night I have to endure it all. The fat jokes. Telling me to quit, laughing at my win rate. And the worst of all I have to deal with 13 year old kids making fun of me because you won’t put out. I’ll never get to touch that pussy because of your faggot fairy ‘Jesus Christ’. You won’t suck my dick. You hardly even do anal any more.”
Knowing she had him snagged firmly in her trap she let it all loose now. Snidely remarking, “You’re not man enough to win a starcraft game, you aren’t man enough to take me for yourself.”
Incontrol froze. You couldn’t even hear him breathing like a wildebeest any more. It was like she stood up and slapped him on the ear as hard as she could. And all he could see was her sitting in that chair with that stupid fucking smile on her face. He went red with fury. He couldn’t even think straight any more. The sheer injustice of it all. All those phonies. They’re all phonies. They don’t understand what he endures, and they laugh at him
“That’s… it” he squeaks out, hardly even a whisper. “I’m going to get you all, I’m going to give all you phonies what you deserve” he said as he slowly built up the realization of what he was going to do next. “YOU WHOOOOOORRRREEEEEEEEE” he bellows out in a demonic crescendo as he rips Anna’s dress in two, her breasts left exposed. Like a man wandering in the desert coming upon an oasis his eyes light up at the sight of her perky nipples. He grabs them; not with the gentleness of tender lovers but a claw of some possessed beast. Deeply he digs his fingernails into her breasts as Anna’s eyes light up with fire and excitement… Finally she would get what she wanted. Slowly he recedes his hands, her breasts covered in spots of blood from the trauma as he moves onto better prizes at hands.
“A THONG? YOU WHORE, YOU WEAR A THONG AROUND ALL DAY?” Incontrol screams as he rips off her panties in his frenzy. There’s her long awaited pussy, and again Incontrol freezes. He’s come to a crossroad again. He knows what he wants, but he’s not sure how he’s going to accomplish it. Anna briefly offput at his sudden reluctance to continues, it slowly dawns on her why the sudden pause.
“Are you a fucking virgin?” she exclaims in utter disgust. Breaking his death stare from the foreign beast that is the vagina, Incontrol looks into Anna’s loathsome face; his jaw hanging like one of those negroboys who hang outside the kool mart.
“Shut… up. IT’S NOT SUPPOSED TO GO LIKE THIS”, he spits in her face. In a hurry to take what is rightfully his he puts one hand over the phony whore’s mouth and one to undo his belt buckle. His erect penis pokes out like a thimble resting on a pool of jelly, twitching in ecstasy as he prepares to take his prize. “You’re a phony… You’re all phonies..” as he pulses his hips like he sees in those movies. His small cock pounding the thighs of Anna as he tries to snipe Anna’s pussy like a B-1 bomber but consistently missing. “No wonder you can’t micro for shit” she lets loose with a sneer.
“Shut… UP. YOU PHONY. YOU BIG FAT PHONY.” As he nears his climax a smile creeps across his face as he knows exactly how to make the finale spectacular. Moving his fat fingers up around Anna’s throat he presses down hard on her larynx, collapsing her neck. His penis eager from the repeated blunt force trauma is ready to sing the song of penile GG. Spurting his load over Anna’s asshole he can feel all those years of pain draining out via his cock. Knowing that her time of death is near, Anna reaches for her bible to relay one last message to Incontrol. With a trembling hand, she comes along a passage from the lord, and with her last dying effort she indicates it with her index finger.
“You’re a pathetic lover and shitty at Starcraft” Quoth the Lord, Jesus Christ – Dudearonomy 2:12
Knowing that his time is short for his master plan, he makes no effort to hide Anna’s body as he bench presses it out the window.
Hmmm If I have to guess im gonna go with hmmm 11 year old kid?? maybe 12 are you saying that he has amazing talent at writing? Yes, combined with the maturity of a 12 year old. I mean if you wanna read a funny sex story about sc players, read the idra/tossgirl one. This one is just...not at all funny? It is pretty well written though It was very well written indeed, I'd give it a 4/5. I cracked up at the nutella part haha.
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On October 21 2011 12:14 Thebbeuttiffulland wrote:Show nested quote +On October 21 2011 12:10 ChuCky.Ca wrote:On October 21 2011 12:06 Thebbeuttiffulland wrote:On October 21 2011 12:02 ChuCky.Ca wrote:On October 21 2011 11:41 Thebbeuttiffulland wrote:On October 21 2011 11:29 ChuCky.Ca wrote:On October 21 2011 10:52 LeRedditXD wrote:Hey Incontrol fanclub! Me and the fellers over at reddit came up with a really good tale for ya'll and I hope you enjoy it xD + Show Spoiler +After a devastating 0-6 knock out at MLG Orlando incontrol storms into the bedroom in a fury, a scowl painted on his face like the angry cock of thor. "What is it my love?" his beautiful girlfriend Anna Prosser inquired.
"I FELT GOOD. I HAD IT. I WANTED IT. I DIDNT" Incontrol screamed as he threw all of Anna's Jesus dolls on the ground in a fit of rage. Anna recoils in shock, having never seen her man act so outwardly angry before. She didn't know what to say, but she knew it made her feel good for some reason. Instinctively she knew just how to push his buttons to get what she wanted. "Why can't you play like Idra does?" she asked, feigning innocence.
"THAT LITTLE FAGGOT? DONT MAKE ME LAUGH. I POUR MY HEART AND SOUL INTO THIS GAME, THIS COMMUNITY, AND IT'S ALL A LIE. IDRA? HE SPITS ON PEOPLE LIKE ME. HE LOOKS DOWN HIS BEADY LITTLE JEW-RAT NOSE AND SNEERS AT ME FOR STRUGGLING. FUCK THAT LITTLE QUEER." Incontrol hardly in control of himself any more, sits down dipping his entire hand in nutella only to lick it off his hand in-between panted breaths. Grinding his teeth at the sheer irony of it all.
Knowing she has him right where she wants him, she cranes her head to the side and innocently asks, “But he plays zerg right? That’s the hard race”, hardly even able to contain herself any more.
“THE FUCK DID YOU SAY YOU INSOLENT LITTLE WHORE? WHERE DO YOU GET OFF WITH THESE ASININE BULLSHIT NEGRO-BUNJO OPINIONS? YOU DON’T EVEN PLAY THE GAME, JUST LIKE THAT LITTLE JEW RAT YOU GET TO SIT BACK AND CRITIZE OTHERS WITHOUT EVER PUTTING YOURSELF OUT THERE. THERE’S NO ACCOUNTABILITY, THERE’S NO EXPECTATIONS. ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS PUT ON YOUR FAKE PHONY SMILE AND ACT LIKE AN ANGEL.” Incontrol thunders, throwing his nutella against the wall too physically upset to even eat between his great bellowing gasps. In utter disgust he walks up right to where Anna is sitting and stares right into her eyes, inches from her face. “And you… Acting so prissy; little miss ‘pure as the driven snow’. I know what a filthy whore dog you are, so don’t feed me that bullshit. Every night I have to endure it all. The fat jokes. Telling me to quit, laughing at my win rate. And the worst of all I have to deal with 13 year old kids making fun of me because you won’t put out. I’ll never get to touch that pussy because of your faggot fairy ‘Jesus Christ’. You won’t suck my dick. You hardly even do anal any more.”
Knowing she had him snagged firmly in her trap she let it all loose now. Snidely remarking, “You’re not man enough to win a starcraft game, you aren’t man enough to take me for yourself.”
Incontrol froze. You couldn’t even hear him breathing like a wildebeest any more. It was like she stood up and slapped him on the ear as hard as she could. And all he could see was her sitting in that chair with that stupid fucking smile on her face. He went red with fury. He couldn’t even think straight any more. The sheer injustice of it all. All those phonies. They’re all phonies. They don’t understand what he endures, and they laugh at him
“That’s… it” he squeaks out, hardly even a whisper. “I’m going to get you all, I’m going to give all you phonies what you deserve” he said as he slowly built up the realization of what he was going to do next. “YOU WHOOOOOORRRREEEEEEEEE” he bellows out in a demonic crescendo as he rips Anna’s dress in two, her breasts left exposed. Like a man wandering in the desert coming upon an oasis his eyes light up at the sight of her perky nipples. He grabs them; not with the gentleness of tender lovers but a claw of some possessed beast. Deeply he digs his fingernails into her breasts as Anna’s eyes light up with fire and excitement… Finally she would get what she wanted. Slowly he recedes his hands, her breasts covered in spots of blood from the trauma as he moves onto better prizes at hands.
“A THONG? YOU WHORE, YOU WEAR A THONG AROUND ALL DAY?” Incontrol screams as he rips off her panties in his frenzy. There’s her long awaited pussy, and again Incontrol freezes. He’s come to a crossroad again. He knows what he wants, but he’s not sure how he’s going to accomplish it. Anna briefly offput at his sudden reluctance to continues, it slowly dawns on her why the sudden pause.
“Are you a fucking virgin?” she exclaims in utter disgust. Breaking his death stare from the foreign beast that is the vagina, Incontrol looks into Anna’s loathsome face; his jaw hanging like one of those negroboys who hang outside the kool mart.
“Shut… up. IT’S NOT SUPPOSED TO GO LIKE THIS”, he spits in her face. In a hurry to take what is rightfully his he puts one hand over the phony whore’s mouth and one to undo his belt buckle. His erect penis pokes out like a thimble resting on a pool of jelly, twitching in ecstasy as he prepares to take his prize. “You’re a phony… You’re all phonies..” as he pulses his hips like he sees in those movies. His small cock pounding the thighs of Anna as he tries to snipe Anna’s pussy like a B-1 bomber but consistently missing. “No wonder you can’t micro for shit” she lets loose with a sneer.
“Shut… UP. YOU PHONY. YOU BIG FAT PHONY.” As he nears his climax a smile creeps across his face as he knows exactly how to make the finale spectacular. Moving his fat fingers up around Anna’s throat he presses down hard on her larynx, collapsing her neck. His penis eager from the repeated blunt force trauma is ready to sing the song of penile GG. Spurting his load over Anna’s asshole he can feel all those years of pain draining out via his cock. Knowing that her time of death is near, Anna reaches for her bible to relay one last message to Incontrol. With a trembling hand, she comes along a passage from the lord, and with her last dying effort she indicates it with her index finger.
“You’re a pathetic lover and shitty at Starcraft” Quoth the Lord, Jesus Christ – Dudearonomy 2:12
Knowing that his time is short for his master plan, he makes no effort to hide Anna’s body as he bench presses it out the window.
Hmmm If I have to guess im gonna go with hmmm 11 year old kid?? maybe 12 are you saying that he has amazing talent at writing? nope just an immature douchebag you were mature at 11? Why are you standing up for this behavior.... because i hate when someone calls others 11 12 year olds when they know they arent ;( just say that hes immature or somethink
Well he is either 11 years old our has the maturity of a 11 year old anyway no more please this is a fan club
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Please nuke that.
And to the others, this is Incontrol fanclub.
Every famous people get this shit written about them, even saw one about day9. Don't care about it, just ignore it and those people who writes harassment like that easily give up.
Now gentlemen. Let's get back to talk about how awsome Geoff is. Because he deserves it!
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On October 21 2011 11:48 Zostix wrote:Show nested quote +On October 21 2011 11:44 johnnywup wrote:
i think i can speak for all of reddit when i say that that post is disgusting and racist. i dont know why he put reddit in the loop with him there All of Reddit? Including the subreddits where child porn and dead children are posted? User was warned for this post
Warned? Are you going to warn Anderson Cooper too? Reddit has problems, don't try to cover them up.
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One of my favorite people ever to play Starcraft. He is a real chill and nice guy, and definitely regards the eSports scene as a priority. Not to mention he's a great player and I have learned most of my Toss-craft by watching and listening to him. Sign me up!
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"The way it works is, people from /v/ post shit on TL while pretending to be redditors, then they go to reddit and circle-jerk about it, while pretending they are redditors. (EDIT: I shouldn't say they pretend to be redditors, they post so often and there is so much cross-bleeding that at least some of them kind of ARE redditors).
It isn't bad enough for their insipid, unfunny shit to be a cancer at /v/, they wan't to be cancerous on TL and reddit too.
Everyone who was funny or interesting on 4chan left 6 years ago, what is left is cancer." - http://www.reddit.com/r/starcraft/comments/ljgrk/alright_which_one_of_you_assholes_did_this_no_one/c2t6nsh
This is one of the more obvious trolling attempts. One of many attempts. So many trolls everywhere.
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There are bad apples in all forum communities be it /v/, reddit, or TL and you can't say that the story is representative of any of those communities. Let's not de-rail the thread further with comments that wish only to flame specific communities.
Nobody cares about your disdain for 4chan, bone577, this isn't the place.
Love ya Geoff, fuck the haters. Love you on SOTG bro, keep up the hard practice.
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On October 21 2011 12:40 BWILLdur wrote:
There are bad apples in all forum communities be it /v/, reddit, or TL and you can't say that the story is representative of any of those communities. Let's not de-rail the thread further with comments that wish only to flame specific communities.
Nobody cares about your disdain for 4chan, bone577, this isn't the place.
Love ya Geoff, fuck the haters. Love you on SOTG bro, keep up the hard practice.
The point was to communicate the reality of the situation. Not to air my supposed dislike for 4chan, which isn't the case. What I do have disdain for are the unfunny trollish people who ruin /v/, ruin reddit and do there best to ruin TL. I'm sure there are some worthwhile people at /v/ right now, probably complaining about how tedious and unfunny stunts like these are.
To keep it relevant though, big ups to iNcontroL. I don't really express fandom often if ever, but iNcontroL certainly deserves it.
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Such a hilarious guy, who's living the dream. :D
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On October 21 2011 12:51 Reddiiftw wrote:
Not even worth quoting properly since it'll probably get nuked
You spend most of your life trying to write the dumbest shit i've ever read just to displease incontrol who won't give a shit to people like you? Yeah, get out of the basement, stop living with your mother and stay outside for a bit eh?
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