Ivan

Elders are pretty great, not gonna lie.

It's a pretty rad thing when my old as balls Sociology professor is more accepting of other religions, cultures, beliefs, sexual orientation, and gender identity than a lot of people these days. He not only makes the lectures interesting, but I feel pretty safe in his class.

Jude winced and rubbed his arm. He was not strong, even if he was tall. There were no muscles on his bones, just skin. He was one hundred percent certain that he would find a bruise later on. "The minute I stop making short jokes is the day you carry me around on your back. I bet you could, you're strong for a woman your stature," Jude commented as he sat down on the ground next to his friend. In fact, there was a time when she would give him piggy back rides. Although it was usually when they were about five joints too high. Quite the sight, he imagined. Jude looked as more campers made their way towards the lake. So far none of the counselors had told them where they'd be bunking, or who they'd be bunking with. Hell, from what he heard the counselors didn't even keep track of who was even at the camp. He was utterly appalled. "You'd think by now some actual authority would be addressing us by now. Instead we're all sitting here like cattle. They don't even have a checklist for us! How unprofessional. I wouldn't be surprised that if this did turn out to be some cliche horror movie schtick where we all go missing or get killed and the counselors can't get in trouble because they have no record of us here. Reminds me a bit of that camp in Holes, you know, Camp Greenlake?" Jude scoffed and rested his head on the palm of his hand, which rested on his knee. His eyes narrowed as he continued to study the other campers and counselors. He was so close to just grabbing his bag and hiking home. It sounded a lot better than this dump they called a camp.

"As if I'd go for any of these sheep. A little on the short side, I like my partners the way I like my taffy; stretched long and thin by artificial means. Actually, give them ten or so years and they'll be getting work done. I heard breast implants are all the rage these days." Jude commented on Judy's observation of the estrogen infested camp. He was a bit relieved at the so-far lack of testosterone. From his experience with the same gender, most guys only cared about two things; sex and tits --neither of which Jude gave a firetruck about. Jude tossed his bag on the ground, not really caring about the contents --especially after his parents did ten checks on its contents. He could feel his braincells dying one by one as each minute passed. But thankfully his mind was set at ease when Judy had mentioned their good old friend "Mary Jane". "Ah, I haven't seen 'Mary Jane' in a long time! How is she? Last time I saw her was at Dylan's shindig just a couple weeks ago. Man, my head's still banging from that wild ride she gave me," Jude smiled at the memory, then elbowed Judy in the shoulder. "Speaking of wild rides, I heard about that party you had with Robby, Clarissa, and Dominique from the cheer squad. Top of the pyramid, I heard. Although I guess it is expected since you're too small to be the structure at the bottom. Did you ever think that maybe someone is just putting shrinking pellets into your morning latte? Maybe you should stop inhaling all that coffee and possibly grow a few inches, because I'm ninety-five percent sure I'm not done growing." The contrast between their heights was pretty drastic, with him being well over a foot taller than her. Jude's pants legs were almost too short for him. If he were to grow a couple more inches, he'd have to start wearing shorts all the time. Not that anyone would want to see that, his legs didn't have a lot of meat to them and it was all replaced with jungles of hair.

Did you ever take such a big dump that afterwards your butthole stung a bit? Not a painful sting, but still kind of uncomfortable since you thought you’d feel great afterwards. As Jude’s parents’ car pulled up to the camp, he thought that’s what having a dick up your butt would feel like. He felt that there was a real comparison to his situation; that this camp was a dick, and all of the ‘happy fun time’ was going to be shoved right up his nook. By the end, he hoped that the pain from having to actually socialize with other people would be just a small sting. Although this forced outing isn't coming with any lubrication. Oh no, they’re going in dry. "If I die, I hope you get sued for sending me to my death," Jude said to his parents as he slid out of the car. Of course his parents laughed as they drove away, still thinking that his mindset was all just a joke, to which he rolled his eyes at. There were other kids being dropped off as well, and he couldn't help notice how he towered over all of them. Well that's obviously something new, he thought sarcastically. It already wasn't a good start. It didn't help that his dope intake suddenly stopped after his mom found his stash. His parents did a cleaning of the whole house. Searching high and low to get every hint of weed out of the house. His hands fidgeted at his sides, clenching and unclenching, going through the motions of rolling a joint. He could so go for a joint right now. Speaking of joints, Jude caught the obnoxiously bright red hair of his favorite partner in the exploration of radical high's. He lumbered his way over, nodding to the counselor (while forcing a smile) as he pulled the shrimp sized fireball towards the lake. "Are you ready for a summer where technology is treated like alcohol and people hump like dogs in heat?" Jude snorted as he looked over the campers. "It'll be a miracle if I can do this sober. Doubt it though."

DRAW MY GORGON BABES KOKO

I want to poop there.

Name: Jude "Dude with the Mood" Walker Age: 17 Gender: Boy --MAN-- with a booty like pow. Appearance: A lanky teen (standing at 6'6") that's on the brink of adulthood. Puberty hit him hard and fast, leaving him now with sharp features (or broken people often ask in regards to his hooked nose) and scars from acne that he picked at along his chin. However the dark stubble that dusts his face does a well enough job to hide them. His skin is a deliciously light brown, a natural tan that has developed over the years. He has wavy auburn hair that will often fall in front of his eyes, which he hastily combs away with his spidery fingers. His amber eyes are often hidden behind thick rimmed glasses. He doesn't really need them, his vision is fine, but he likes to believe that he looks more intelligent with them. His fashion sense is a mix of scholar meets delinquent. He'll often wear dress shirts, although he has a dark jean jacket which torn sleeves that he's doodled on with different fabric markers that matches his sneakers. Bio: With a financially stable family and happily married parents, one would think Jude would be more than happy with his life. But, he's not. In fact he hates his life. It started out since he was a kid, even with the happy and peppy Judy Runner by his side. Jude would often complain about other kids, and try to put himself above them. This attitude carried throughout elementary, middle, and into high school. However, he wasn't at the top of the food chain like he led himself to believe. He was at the bottom, an art snob and more-often-than-not, doped up pothead. He wasn't sure how his life ended up that way, but it did. He wasn't complaining (well actually he was, constantly). It was all okay by the end of the day though, sitting in the basement high as firetruck with his best friend, Judy. Then it came crashing down the day his mother became a little too snoopy and dug through his room. Long story short, she found his stash, and there were two choices set out for Jude; go to Sunnybrook; or go through a refinement program. Jude chose the former, still not happy, and decided to drag little ol' Judy for the ride.

OH HELL NO

Well my winter break went by too fast.

I remember when I edited happy feel-good amvs. That doesn't happen anymore.

I edit fanvideos (used to edit a lot of KH gmv's, which I've been trying to get back into, but I've moved onto other shows like Doctor Who and... Doctor Who). I also watch a lot of fanvideos and cosplay related videos.

omfg I found the Aariel rp I did with Koko over 2 years ago

Take my advice children... Just Dance with a group of friends may seem like fun BUT IT'S NOT

ovulates

vomits

It seems like every time I come back the ask threads are still around/coming back

I don't think they ever went away

Does this uterus make me look fat?

Sneezing while going through cramps is THE WORST POSSIBLE EXPERIENCE EVER

i wanna take you to the promised lands of adulthood

We must be swift as the coursing cum shot! With all the force of a pelvic thrust! With all the strength of a raging erection! Mysterious as the dark side of the MOOO- rash that's growing on the back of your balls seriously you should get that checked out by a doctor.

and man you gain a whole lot

NO PAIN NO GAIN

We don't need men. We are above gender roles. We are great and powerful Gods.