Renn

I'm not sure why my brain is written as Venom, but...

Me: Today has been okay. Not great, not bad.
Brain, suddenly: HORNY. PORN NOT CUTTING IT. NEED TOUCH PEOPLE.
Me: Counter offer... play vidya game?
Brain: ACCEPTABLE.
Me: Writing later, kay?
Brain: LITTLE HORNY WRITING?
Me: Probably.
Brain: OKIEDOKIE.

Contrary to my real-world everyday self, I'm quite social in an online game setting. I yap a lot in text form, whereas I'll have trouble with in-person conversations.

Comics, writing, and online socialization are easier somehow. I don't usually do voice chat, but I will tune in to hear others.

It may end up being a nightmare sequence, honestly.

I really do want Andrew and Paige to have a nice college experience. Shame I keep holding on to these awful ideas of how to emotionally damage them along the way.

It's a steady series of train wreck decisions by his character that culminate in the grand disaster of a finale and the entire journey is like rubbing my brain with sandpaper.

Thankfully, I can avoid most of it from the kitchen.

Visiting relatives. Arrived in the middle of Mrs. Doubtfire.

I like Robin Williams in most of his roles, I really do... but I think I've mentioned how I feel about the whole "liar revealed" trope. The movie oozes it at every turn and Daniel (Williams) has chances to be honest, but doesn't.

Honestly, there will only be a couple scenes like that. I find that I'm coming up with more "life" ideas than "sex" ideas with these two.

Maybe the sex scenes are tough because it's... well... been a while. I dunno.

Tonight should give me time enough to wrap this #olcl chapter, for any readers keeping tabs on me. It's been harder than I expected. The outline was simple enough, though I was uncomfortable with how I wrote Paige a few times and had to fix things more than once.

I've been spoiling myself with this fruity vitamin water lately. Sugar-free, no caffeine... and it hits the spot any time of day... 'cept I can only have water while working, so there's that.

Anyhow. I'm starting to feel like myself again. Work and life pull me in different directions and it sucks.

Just me, casually shifting gears between "world peace would be nice" and "I need to make someone shake because it's so intense."

Speaking of being good...

I need a girlfriend to cuddle and game with.

And occasionally eat out until her legs don't work.

What if people were... and I know this is a long shot... just good to one another?

a cartoon of bob 's burgers says that it is possible to be in love with twenty-five people at once Alt: Tina from Bob's Burgers, in a baseball dugout asking one of the players "Is it possible to be in love with twenty-five people at once?

Tina Belcher is my kindred spirit. I mean, so is Louise, but for different reasons.

Been running into too many people and developing insta-crushes.

Been irked the last couple days.

Gonna try to be a little more upbeat on here (feels like I gripe a lot, but also like I get excited and yap about stuff) and I want to be... y'know... positive.

Anyway, I'm treating myself to chocolate ice cream because I made it through some tough work shifts.

I had considered, briefly, a scene... but decided against it. Including it would have added an unstable element of danger into the mix that I was NOT okay with.

...Pokémon game where there's a 20% chance that any non-trainer battle is against an already-transformed Ditto.

7,200 resets later for that shiny box legendary and it reveals itself as a cute little blue wad of goo when you finally catch it.

It would be a shame if the corrupt individuals in a government's administration and their supporters all met somewhere to discuss things and then that location was inexplicably hit by 287 missiles.

Real poor luck on that one. Terrible thing for a country, I'd wager. Probably never be great again.

There's this... weird disconnect, I guess... where I've always looked at certain friends and thought "I want to sleep with you."

And not in the "physical exertion" kind of way. I'm talking "unconscious together and I would be thrilled if you're the first person I see when I wake up."

I need to gently remind myself that I can draw for fun and there are all different skill levels.

I don't need to be upset if someone else can make more realistic characters or has a more cartoon-centered design.

My art is my own and that's a good thing.

I don't think I'll ever get rid of it. Even if I could afford a full new setup (the thought alone is scary), I'd try to turn this one into a permanent host for something like Minecraft or Terraria or... dunno... something fun that doesn't require a lot.

I have vague memories of Dad getting up from our first PC in between turns on his games to make sandwiches and stuff because the computer opponents processed slowly. Not a lot of RAM, that one, but, money was tight, we were patient.

Things got better. We made sure that wouldn't be an issue on mine.

I love my chonky desktop. I need a tablet at some point for portable artsy stuff, but I looooove my big 'puter.

It's not new, it can't play the latest and greatest, but it was made to get some mileage. And it's still rolling, baby. I like older games and I can play them on high settings, so... win?

Nintendo didn't give any of Ash's companion Pokégirls glasses because, if they had, there wouldn't be any question about which was the best.

❤️R

I need to play Tales of Destiny again.

Don't know if I still have Dad's disc around somewhere.

Women with swords that are also women 💞

While my brain is actually processing things, I've got this cute little 4-panel strip in mind (sorry Dad, you're the subject of the joke, as was always the case) and if I scribble it up, I'll post it.

No promises.

Let's screw with this a bit more.

You know, I've always been a little disappointed that Pokémon Go didn't use more of the standard Pokémon encounter and battle mechanics. The "Global Safari Zone" thing where you repeatedly chuck balls just doesn't hold my attention. 🤷‍♀️

a close up of a woman 's face with green eyes Alt: a close up of a woman 's face with yellow eyes as she puts on a pair of round dark glasses

Welp, there goes the algorithm. With that last post, the Discover feed went wild.

"Renn said something naughty? Got it. Readjusting feed results. New content focus as follows: sex, orgy, porn, nsfw, dicksdicksdicksdicksdicks, butts, nude, boobs, oral fixation."

Noice.

#olcl

"I can make it... a lot better..." She whispered as she gently massaged his cock through the fabric. "...if you want." Paige glanced up and waited for a response. "Mister Andrew...?" Her hands continued to rub. "I want," she pawed at him. "Do you want?"

WE HAVE FOUND THE WORDS.
Soon™