Trick or Treat!
 

Trick or Treat!

It's the time of year when children eagerly scour the streets on one specific night, in search of goodies and treats! But why should kids be the ones to have all the fun?

Rules: Every so often, I will post a piece of candy. The first user to send me a screenshot of the post will get 11 pieces of candy!

To keep things fair, you cannot win twice in a row. I will be keeping track of who wins when.

Sounds like fun! :3

I don't even know how to take a screen shot with this chromebook lol

But good luck to everybody on getting enough candy :3

uhh take a picture with your phone!! then send it to Den by e-mail!!!

Candy!!

Of course! Sweet company is just as nice as sweet treats, no? ^__^

So what's your favorite part of the scary season?

mine is the costumes. i wish i could have made something this year, but with the move and trying to get a job....ugh...everything is all kerfuffled

oooh candy! *waves hi* and happy Nox!

only a week away from halloween xD

You can go trick or treating, tsukiko xD just say you're a kid at heart!

so last year, i got full size candy bars to give out to all the trick-or-treaters... and ran out!

this year, i have full size and fun size, hope i don't run out!!

*dresses up as a kid... a reasonably adult sized kid*
What? Oh, yeah. My mum and dad both were professional basketball players. I guess being tall is in my genes.

unfortunately, many reasons i can't, mdom. no costume, not in an area that does trickbor treating, and i don't have any way of getting anywhere in town. lol

I'm not tall, Veshora, but I'm fat enough that I can't pass for a kid xDD

Just say your parents were professional sumo wrestlers.

those boobs... everyone at 12 has them in my family, I'm just waiting until I'm 18 to do the surgery, sure <.<

It's a rare genetic mutation caused by a hypersensitivity to endogenous estrogenes. You've been teased about it since kindergarten and need to follow a special dietetic routine to keep your estradiol levels low. Basically, candy is the only thing you can safely digest.

I'm not sure I can finish that sentence before they slam the door to my face, but it's worth a try

Try "I just want candy" next time. Much shorter, and as good an explanation as any.

Then they'll say 'NO' and i'll just be 'ok' and cry in my room like the loser I am :(((

You're not a loser. You're a demonical skeleton airship pirate.

A demonical skeleton airship pirate loser :(((

...do you want to talk?

Well, it all started about thirty years ago...

So about the time when the US resumed their Space Shuttle program? Go on...

Wh-what? o.O

Anyway, my dad made me kneel on corn kernels...

Well, I just subtracted 30 years from today and so we have 1988 which is when... ah, forget it. Not that important for your psychological history anyway. Unless you have sexual dreams about rockets.

How did you feel when your dad made you do it?

I don't, and I'm also not american xD

very afraid :(

I know, but space exploration knows no frontiers.

Was there a particular reason he made you kneel on the corn kernels? Like, did he plan a scientific experiment to figure out whether your body heat would turn them to popcorn?

Punishment was the reason.
Now, what did I do... can't remember that...

You were an innocent little girl back then. He abused his strength to quench your self esteem and natural curiosity. Even after all those years your inner child secretly craves comfort. Take good care of yourself. Be the friend and ally to yourself you always wished you had when you were younger. A life well lived is the best form of retribution.

:p-cry::p-cry::p-cry:

That was so beautiful... exactly what I needed to hear.
to whom do I make this cheque

Death by Mirrors, MD.
I also take art.

That actually sounds like a really great name for a psychologist. Really looking into yourself to kill the toxic aspects of your ego or superego.

Therapy is actually pretty effective for things like that, imo.

https://i.imgur.com/IwF6o7H.png

Ugh. Therapy.

...not sure if this is what you’re looking for, Den.