We have an appetite. We are insatiable. Not only do we have a more than healthy craving for conquest and power,… We hunger for recognition, yearn for attention, desire affection, and lust.
We lust.
Our Carpathian Queen, our unholy union, the commodities of wedlock have kept us satisfied. We have eaten from just one plate and licked both lips and fingers. Yet, satisfied as we may be, we’re left with our thirst for conquest.
We are not one to break a vow and would never invade the realm of physical adultery. No matter what’s cooking, or brewing. But by looking at and fantasizing about we don’t break any rule of conduct. We dare say more, it’s our God given right. We hate that expression, let there be no mistake, WE are both Alpha and Omega. We acknowledge Him, envy the size of his flock and eagerly await the day He acts upon our challenge… or accepts our Facebook invite.
Aaah, the internet.The seducing temptation of virtual mischief, the source… and not just ours. Man’s desire for adult entertainment has made the internet into the marvel we now use on a daily basis.
Would we really pay up to 50$ per month just to network and watch the misses play Flash-Tetris? We don’t think so. You’d be licking stamps and watching Betamax movies.
We’re not fond of porn, it’s a tool, a means to numb the masses. It leaves nothing to the imagination. We also disapprove of seeing our women handled by lesser creatures.
Something we are very fond of though are camgirls. Aggreed, visiting such a service, it is never easy to separate the trash and clutter from the pearls, relying on just visual data. Sometimes though, it is worth every penny.
I always register as “Ex”, always wary and thus protecting our anonymity. We have decided to call her “Angel”.
[Ex] Hi sweety.
[Angel](Annoyed) Fitting name, asshole. Get out and leave me alone!
At this point we hesitated. As a paying customer we were a bit shocked about her flagrant disregard for customer care. And she had no way of knowing that we like to be submissive every once in a while. Maybe that’s her thing, we decided to play along, whatever sails her boat. We had no idea about what was coming.
[Ex] I’m sorry…
[Angel] (furious) Sorry? Sorry?!? You’ve got some nerve! After what you did. I never want to see you again, you son of a bitch!
At this point she was both typing and looking straight into the webcam screaming obscenities giving us both close-up of her face and the finger. That’s when we noticed the tears in her eyes. We sighed.
[Ex] I know I can be a real jerk. But there’s just so much going on right now, I tend to lose track of what’s important. Please forgive me. Deep down I hope you realize how much I love you.
[Angel](calmed down and a bit stunned) …
[Ex] What about all the stuff we talked about. Growing old together, starting a family. Don’t tell me you want to throw all that out of the window. I can’t imagine and don’t want to think about a life without you. Please talk to me.
[Angel] I… I’ve never seen you this emotional. This is so unlike you. You keep amazing me.
[Ex] I know honey, I’m not good at expressing how I truly feel, but please, bare with me.
I really love you, baby. I don’t want to lose you.
[Angel] You’re so sweet. I love you too.
…
[Ex] I really have to go now. I’m already running late.
[Angel] Shouldn’t you have been at work at like an hour ago?
[Ex] Yeah… I know Love you babe.
[Angel] Love you too, I’ll call you tonight!
…
That’s when we logged off.
…
We hope that he, whoever he is, played his cards right…
She had the makings of an amazing lay, maybe we should have given her OUR number before logging off.
Sitting on our throne we have decided to spend what is left of today wondering… Nuts?
Ex Aequo
3/26/09
DING! LVL 30
Charisma +2
Dexterity +1
You learned a new spell!
Charm lvl 1 added to spellbook
...
Make no mistake, we will blow out all your candles!
Sitting on our throne we have decided to spend what is left of today accepting gifts and feeling blue.
Ex Aequo
Dexterity +1
You learned a new spell!
Charm lvl 1 added to spellbook
...
Make no mistake, we will blow out all your candles!
Sitting on our throne we have decided to spend what is left of today accepting gifts and feeling blue.
Ex Aequo
3/13/09
Disease
We are not feeling very spiteful today.Only a temporary shift between my personae, that we can assure you. A recognition of our mortality, induced by the entrapment of a microbial agent.
How dare they plague us!
We will bear this burden, harvest the power it holds and use it to vanquish our foes. Tomorrow.
Today, we are feeling a bit "iffy".
We could have decided to spend the day within the comfort of our evil lair. Easing our troubled personae with the digital conquest of riddled fantasy worlds.
Be it a final of an unending series of fantasies or an emotianally stunning space opera, we have always taken a liking to dwelling into, and conquering, virtual worlds.
Yet, a strange feeling of misplaced responsability dragged our wretched carcass towards...
Why did we even bother?
Sitting on our throne we have decided to spend what is left of today, looking pityful, coughing up bile and going through several boxes of Kleenex. Nuts!
Ex Aequo
How dare they plague us!
We will bear this burden, harvest the power it holds and use it to vanquish our foes. Tomorrow.
Today, we are feeling a bit "iffy".
We could have decided to spend the day within the comfort of our evil lair. Easing our troubled personae with the digital conquest of riddled fantasy worlds.
Be it a final of an unending series of fantasies or an emotianally stunning space opera, we have always taken a liking to dwelling into, and conquering, virtual worlds.
Yet, a strange feeling of misplaced responsability dragged our wretched carcass towards...
Why did we even bother?
Sitting on our throne we have decided to spend what is left of today, looking pityful, coughing up bile and going through several boxes of Kleenex. Nuts!
Ex Aequo
3/11/09
Another day, another €
Aspiring World Domination, we have succesfully acquired a small but loyal group of followers... a flock of faithful and obedient sheep. Lambs... to the slaughter. Whatever. We can however not build an evil empire without sufficient fundings. As most monetary institutions have yet to succumb to our dominion, we are still expected to raise our funds the convential way. Earn it? Blasphemous be your insolence! Heed our warning and repent!
Today, we are forced to perform acts of marketable interest in exchange for monetary gain. Despicable! Alas, where would we be without the commodities of an evil lair, an acceptable mode of transportation, ample nutritionous substances and the needed digital entertainment.
A man of our stature, however, wouldn't be caught dead in an entry-level position. We would kill, maim and quarter any and all that would stand in our way. How dare they consider themselves peers. Blasphemy!
When we were confronted with the denial of our inevitable promotion, we remained with the only alternative: Raise Hell! That's when we wrote the following e-mail to the entire chain of command. Oh yes, one big happy family, how dare they not live up to our expectations.
My fellow XXXs,
With just about 4 years of operational SXXXX experience, I think that most of my superiors know and appreciate the quality of my work and the effort I put into raising morale and team-spirit.
Last month I posted for the position of European Business Support Coordinator. I had my interview and had a good feeling about my chances for success.
I inquired about a possible decision a little more than a week later, but no decision had been made.
Yesterday, almost 4 weeks after my interview, I made a follow-up inquiry, only to learn that I am quite capable of filling the position, but that my candidacy had been rejected on grounds of uncertainty that I would “fit” into the team.
So…
I have waited, both patiently and impatiently, for just under a month to hear something that I’d like to sarcastically translate into:” Ex, you’re a rectum, we’d rather not have you on “our” team.”
I honestly don’t know how this “team” within THE team (we’re all on the same team, right?) came to this conclusion. I do however know that my direct superiors haven’t been contacted to transfer their thoughts about my persona.
I know I can appear a bit cocky sometimes, but that’s just a protective façade. All previous statements about my insatiable hunger for world domination should be looked upon with humour. I would have settled for a position of EBSC, for now. I have given myself another 20 years to achieve my greater goals.
After thoughtful consideration I have decided that a team that rejects me (without proper reason) is a team that doesn’t deserve me.
Go team!
Sincerely,
Ex Aequo
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...
Sitting in our own office, 2 floors up within the proverbial Ivory Tower, we look down upon the masses, constantly suppressing our evil laughter.
What? Are we still supposed to fetch our own cup of caffein?
Now,... If you'll excuse us, we have an important e-mail to write.
Sitting on our throne we have decided to spend what is left of today, acting busy. Note to self: Buy nuts.
Ex Aequo
Today, we are forced to perform acts of marketable interest in exchange for monetary gain. Despicable! Alas, where would we be without the commodities of an evil lair, an acceptable mode of transportation, ample nutritionous substances and the needed digital entertainment.
A man of our stature, however, wouldn't be caught dead in an entry-level position. We would kill, maim and quarter any and all that would stand in our way. How dare they consider themselves peers. Blasphemy!
When we were confronted with the denial of our inevitable promotion, we remained with the only alternative: Raise Hell! That's when we wrote the following e-mail to the entire chain of command. Oh yes, one big happy family, how dare they not live up to our expectations.
My fellow XXXs,
With just about 4 years of operational SXXXX experience, I think that most of my superiors know and appreciate the quality of my work and the effort I put into raising morale and team-spirit.
Last month I posted for the position of European Business Support Coordinator. I had my interview and had a good feeling about my chances for success.
I inquired about a possible decision a little more than a week later, but no decision had been made.
Yesterday, almost 4 weeks after my interview, I made a follow-up inquiry, only to learn that I am quite capable of filling the position, but that my candidacy had been rejected on grounds of uncertainty that I would “fit” into the team.
So…
I have waited, both patiently and impatiently, for just under a month to hear something that I’d like to sarcastically translate into:” Ex, you’re a rectum, we’d rather not have you on “our” team.”
I honestly don’t know how this “team” within THE team (we’re all on the same team, right?) came to this conclusion. I do however know that my direct superiors haven’t been contacted to transfer their thoughts about my persona.
I know I can appear a bit cocky sometimes, but that’s just a protective façade. All previous statements about my insatiable hunger for world domination should be looked upon with humour. I would have settled for a position of EBSC, for now. I have given myself another 20 years to achieve my greater goals.
After thoughtful consideration I have decided that a team that rejects me (without proper reason) is a team that doesn’t deserve me.
Go team!
Sincerely,
Ex Aequo
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...
Sitting in our own office, 2 floors up within the proverbial Ivory Tower, we look down upon the masses, constantly suppressing our evil laughter.
What? Are we still supposed to fetch our own cup of caffein?
Now,... If you'll excuse us, we have an important e-mail to write.
Sitting on our throne we have decided to spend what is left of today, acting busy. Note to self: Buy nuts.
Ex Aequo
3/10/09
Prologue
We always envisioned ourselves going out in a big ball of fire before the age of 30. Casting off our worldly shell after well over a decade of exploring our limits. Always balancing upon that fine line between the generally accepted and the proven insane. Keeping a low profile when needed, slipping through the cracks and never losing control, those have been our guidelines through life.
We used to have recurring nightmares. We had seen our own demise on numerous occasions. We had seen the car we would drive and the inevitable ball of fire that would consume us. She would have perished with us, the love of our life, the object of our passion and desire, sitting next to us in the passanger seat. Throwing our body on top of hers would not have shielded her from the flames.
Today we are living a suburban life, driving a suburban car. Yes, when push came to shove, we decided against the purchase of our greatly desired but ill-fated vehicular apparatus. With decreased horsepower we arrived at the forewarned event, 15 minutes late. We cried. And as she gently touched our hand she asked: "Someone you knew?"
Facing the eve of our 30th coming of spring, we have given ourselves another 20 to achieve our greater goals. We have reluctantly accepted the increase to our lifespan. We still cherish the power of World Domination and follow it's calling. We have seen, and can smell -heed our words and submit- the fire and brimstone.
Just one phonecall and a few keystrokes away.
Sitting on our throne we have decided to spend what is left of today to nurture our nicotine and pistachio-nut addiction.
Ex Aequo
We used to have recurring nightmares. We had seen our own demise on numerous occasions. We had seen the car we would drive and the inevitable ball of fire that would consume us. She would have perished with us, the love of our life, the object of our passion and desire, sitting next to us in the passanger seat. Throwing our body on top of hers would not have shielded her from the flames.
Today we are living a suburban life, driving a suburban car. Yes, when push came to shove, we decided against the purchase of our greatly desired but ill-fated vehicular apparatus. With decreased horsepower we arrived at the forewarned event, 15 minutes late. We cried. And as she gently touched our hand she asked: "Someone you knew?"
Facing the eve of our 30th coming of spring, we have given ourselves another 20 to achieve our greater goals. We have reluctantly accepted the increase to our lifespan. We still cherish the power of World Domination and follow it's calling. We have seen, and can smell -heed our words and submit- the fire and brimstone.
Just one phonecall and a few keystrokes away.
Sitting on our throne we have decided to spend what is left of today to nurture our nicotine and pistachio-nut addiction.
Ex Aequo
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