Why do guys keep asking me to tickle roleplay?

[emilyemilyemily]

Amen! >.<

not to mention, creepy as fuck.

 

[Skipadeedoodah]

I put on my robe and wizard hat...

bloodninja: Ok baby, we got to hurry, I don't know how long I can keep it ready for you.

j_gurli3: thats ok. ok i'm a japanese schoolgirl, what r u.

bloodninja: A Rhinocerus. Well, hung like one, thats for sure.

j_gurli3: haha, ok lets go.

j_gurli3: i put my hand through ur hair, and kiss u on the neck.

bloodninja: I stomp the ground, and snort, to alert you that you are in my breeding territory.

j_gurli3: haha, ok, u know that turns me on.

j_gurli3: i start unbuttoning ur shirt.

bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't wear shirts.

j_gurli3: No, ur not really a Rhinocerus silly, it's just part of the game.

bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't play games. They f*cking charge your ass.

j_gurli3: stop, cmon be serious.

bloodninja: It doesn't get any more serious than a Rhinocerus about to charge your ass.

bloodninja: I stomp my feet, the dust stirs around my tough skinned feet.

j_gurli3: thats it.

bloodninja: Nostrils flaring, I lower my head. My horn, like some phallic symbol of my potent virility, is the last thing you see as skulls collide and mine remains the victor. You are now a bloody red ragdoll suspended in the air on my mighty horn.

bloodninja: Goddam am I hard now.

 

[AmandaBear]

Because I am sure the fact that you jack it to pictures of drawn chicks being tickled gives you the sort of overbearing clarity to act pompous when it comes to getting your rocks off.

What the fuck? And this is coming from the same guy who once accused me of flaunting my sexuality? 😵

 

[Mitchell]

I havent cyber tickled in several years. When I did, I only did so with people who I had gotten to know first, and had established some rapport with. I have never, ever sent a first PM in my seven years here which said "Hi, I'm Mitch, let's cyber". I've had a few girls ask me to cyber in our first conversations through the years, but I never agreed to that, as I wanted to get to know them first.

I can see why this is very annoying. My best advice is to do just what Sunrise said. If you receive such PM's, just place the person who sent them on ignore on your PM list, and they wont bother you again.

Mitch

 

[asutickler]

creams pants.

Yep. Works 70% of the time, EVERY time. 😀

bloodninja: Nostrils flaring, I lower my head. My horn, like some phallic symbol of my potent virility, is the last thing you see as skulls collide and mine remains the victor. You are now a bloody red ragdoll suspended in the air on my mighty horn.

bloodninja: Goddam am I hard now.

I'm not sure if you thought this was a joke or what... But I assure you that this is a fair and accurate portrayal of rhinoceros procreation.

 

[emilyemilyemily]

it really bothered me that he kept misspelling "rhinoceros".

 

[asutickler]

it really bothered me that he kept misspelling "rhinoceros".

Yeah, I always have to mentally edit that part out to keep myself sane.

 

[JS805]

@ZenTickling: Nope...don't believe I've posted much there

@Milagros: Profile, Gender, etc

@Topic: I'm hi-jacking you...this topic sucks and is now about wizard robes, cyber tickling, and magic. There, now I feel like I have regained some control over this awesomeness...

 

[baldadonis]

I can take an educated guess on this one. As most guys here who are looking to roleplay are probably not reading too closely the content of posts or even reading profiles, I'd imagine the huge pictures you have of blown up female models is probably making them think, "woah she's fucking hot." I'd be stunned if most of these guys aren't finding you because they think you are the hot model that appears in your sig.

 

[baldadonis]

bloodninja: Ok baby, we got to hurry, I don't know how long I can keep it ready for you.

j_gurli3: thats ok. ok i'm a japanese schoolgirl, what r u.

bloodninja: A Rhinocerus. Well, hung like one, thats for sure.

j_gurli3: haha, ok lets go.

j_gurli3: i put my hand through ur hair, and kiss u on the neck.

bloodninja: I stomp the ground, and snort, to alert you that you are in my breeding territory.

j_gurli3: haha, ok, u know that turns me on.

j_gurli3: i start unbuttoning ur shirt.

bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't wear shirts.

j_gurli3: No, ur not really a Rhinocerus silly, it's just part of the game.

bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't play games. They f*cking charge your ass.

j_gurli3: stop, cmon be serious.

bloodninja: It doesn't get any more serious than a Rhinocerus about to charge your ass.

bloodninja: I stomp my feet, the dust stirs around my tough skinned feet.

j_gurli3: thats it.

bloodninja: Nostrils flaring, I lower my head. My horn, like some phallic symbol of my potent virility, is the last thing you see as skulls collide and mine remains the victor. You are now a bloody red ragdoll suspended in the air on my mighty horn.

bloodninja: Goddam am I hard now.

Lyz, you totally stole my thunder. I was just reading this earlier today and was going to send it to Rhino. I can't believe you beat me to it.

 

[poopies]

@ZenTickling: Nope...don't believe I've posted much there

@Milagros: Profile, Gender, etc

@Topic: I'm hi-jacking you...this topic sucks and is now about wizard robes, cyber tickling, and magic. There, now I feel like I have regained some control over this awesomeness...

The hi-jacks were quotes from the infamous "Saga of Bloodninja," which I guess you've never read. We're subtly trying to tell you to fuck with the random dudes asking you to cyber, like this fellow:

http://people.ambrosiasw.com/~andrew/funny/bloodcyber.html

 

[baldadonis]

I refuse to be totally one-upped. Skip this post if you are not interested in some hilarious new material to use on your male suitors.

Wellhung: Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like?
Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high heels. I work out every day, I'm toned and perfect. My measurements are 36-24-36. What do you look like?
Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 250 pounds.I wear glasses and I have on a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from Walmart.I'm also wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from dinner...it smells funny.
Sweetheart: I want you.Would you like to screw me?
Wellhung: OK
Sweetheart: We're in my bedroom.There's soft music playing on the stereo and candles on my dresser and night table.I'm looking up into your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge.
Wellhung: I'm gulping, I'm beginning to sweat.
Sweetheart: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.
Wellhung: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse.My hands are trembling.
Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly.
Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly.
Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure.The cool silk slides off my warm skin.I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and rubbing.
Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips a hole in your blouse.I'm sorry.
Sweetheart: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive.
Wellhung: I'll pay for it.
Sweetheart: Don't worry about it.I'm wearing a lacy black bra. My soft breasts are rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder.
Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra.I think it's stuck. Do you have any scissors?
Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly.I'm reaching back undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my breasts. My nipples are erect for you.
Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the clasp.
Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your tongue all over me.
Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know, breasts. They're neat!
Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm nibbling your ear.
Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit and phlegm.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I'm so sorry. Really.
Sweetheart: I'm wiping your phlegm off my breasts with the remains of my blouse.
Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with a plop.
Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing your hard tool.
Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee!
Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties.
Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in and out nibbling on you...umm... wait a minute.
Sweetheart: What's the matter?
Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking.
Sweetheart: Are you OK?
Wellhung: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red.
Sweetheart: Can I help?
Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups?
Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink.
Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. There, that's better.
Sweetheart: Come back to me, lover.
Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now.
Sweetheart: I'm on the bed arching for you.
Wellhung: I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back in the cabinet. And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait, it's dark, I'm lost. Where's the bedroom?
Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.
Wellhung: I found it.
Sweetheart: I'm tuggin' off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so badly.
Wellhung: Me too.
Sweetheart: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately-our naked bodies pressing each other.
Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts.
Sweetheart: Why don't you take off your glasses?
Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the glasses on the night table.
Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby!
Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room and toward the bathroom.
Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover.
Wellhung: I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm feeling around for the toilet. I lift the lid.
Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.
Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle, but I can't find it. Uh-oh!
Sweetheart: What's the matter now?
Wellhung: I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper. Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my way.
Sweetheart: Mmm, yes. Come on.
Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put my...you know ...thing...in your...you know...woman's thing.
Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!
Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss your neck. Umm, I'm having a little trouble here.
Sweetheart: I'm moving my ass back and forth, moaning. I can't stand it another second! Slide in! Screw me now!
Wellhung: I'm flaccid.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection.
Sweetheart: I'm standing up and turning around; an incredulous look on my face.
Wellhung: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my weiner all floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong.
Sweetheart: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet nasty blouse.
Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table. I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray, picture frames and your candles.
Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes.
Wellhung: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One of our candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing at it, a shocked look on my face.
Sweetheart: Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser!
Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo!
Sweetheart: <logged off>

 

[fightinggirl666]

Sadly some people just don't know when to say no. You will find all sorts of odd appraoches from "Hi are you ticklish", "No, I'm a ler", "Ok, bye" which is just pathetic to bizzare cyber requests or lists of fantasies. You need to get to know someone first before you dump what ever fantasy you have on them and accept no as an answer if thats what given.

 

[SillyMan]

It's been a long time since I've been at the chatroom, so I got some memories reading this thread. I agree, a lot of these PM's about roleplay can be annoying, and I also prefer to know the person at first.

One thing I remember as quite funny about these was, that I was asked about my gender in these PM's. What the f* do they think the last part of my nick means?

 

[irishticklerr]

haha that thing from baldadonis is great

 

[ticklebunny 2]

Yeah the first time I read that hilarious cyber sex spoof email I laughed and laughed and laughed until tears were welling up in my eyes and my sides hurt, laughing so hard.
That is too funny, yeah thanks for sharing baldadonis that was priceless and hilarious.

 

[Phineas]

"JS805" is an unrevealing screen name, so maybe the PM's come from guys who don't know if you're male or female.

Back when I was active on Yahoo! Messenger I used to get messaged by gay men all the time. My profile did actually indicate that I was a straight male - they just figured it was worth a shot anyway, for some odd reason.

When I was feeling charitable, I'd suggest they'd have better luck if they actually tried talking to other gay men. Tough concept to grasp, I know.

...or maybe I just am really that hot.

 

[c7_assassin]

Because I am sure the fact that you jack it to pictures of drawn chicks being tickled gives you the sort of overbearing clarity to act pompous when it comes to getting your rocks off.

Hmm, I think we may have our answer about who's been stalking the OP...