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Nemo
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Joined: 05 Jan 2003
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 Posted: 07/14/05 - 01:46 Post subject: you know I was wondering
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statistical the number of rapeist, killers, child molestors are registered here on RP. RP has almost 7000 registered people, thats close to a small town, not to mention the lurkers who are not registered. I know we have alot of internet tough guys that would cry like a little girl in the real world if they broke a nail. What got me thinking thou was Silvermouse....what if he is serious with all his child this and boys that. The only reason that we dont believe him is because it is RP. I am not saying that he is, but these are things that make you go hmmmm. I also wonder if RP has ever been used as an alibi..."see i posted that at 1:30 pm so I couldnt have stolen the car". This place festers some sick people.
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Occulis
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Joined: 11 Oct 2002
Posts: 13293
Location: Moral Relativity Central
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Posted: 07/14/05 - 01:52 Post subject:
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so... you did it? 
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khrath
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Joined: 11 Oct 2002
Posts: 8750
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Posted: 07/14/05 - 02:02 Post subject:
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about 6,560 of those accounts are atarom
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Nemo
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Posted: 07/14/05 - 02:05 Post subject:
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| khrath wrote: | | about 6,560 of those accounts are atarom |
including yours
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Silvermouse
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Joined: 12 Oct 2002
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Posted: 07/14/05 - 05:36 Post subject: Re: you know I was wondering
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| Nemo wrote: | | statistical the number of rapeist, killers, child molestors are registered here on RP. RP has almost 7000 registered people, thats close to a small town, not to mention the lurkers who are not registered. I know we have alot of internet tough guys that would cry like a little girl in the real world if they broke a nail. What got me thinking thou was Silvermouse....what if he is serious with all his child this and boys that. The only reason that we dont believe him is because it is RP. I am not saying that he is, but these are things that make you go hmmmm. I also wonder if RP has ever been used as an alibi..."see i posted that at 1:30 pm so I couldnt have stolen the car". This place festers some sick people. |
No, I don't buy and sell kids from Russia. Actually, (if you've noticed), I've toned down the kid jokes. Just like any source of humor for me, I had my phase and have now moved on.
As to your other point, I'm sure RP has its share of everything. But, of the 7000 users, how many have over 100 posts? Of those people, I doubt we have child molestors, killers and rapists, and if we did, it would be like 1.
So! Which one of you is the murderer or rapist?
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Fattguyy
RealPoor Master of Posts
Joined: 09 Sep 2003
Posts: 9911
Location: Shreveport, Louisiana
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Posted: 07/14/05 - 05:38 Post subject:
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A few of those accounts belong to me!
Starry
starry night
paint your palette blue and grey
look out on a summer's day
with eyes that know the
darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills
sketch the trees and the daffodils
catch the breeze and the winter chills
in colors on the snowy linen land.
And now I understand what you tried to say to me
how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
they did not know how
perhaps they'll listen now.
Starry
starry night
flaming flo'rs that brightly blaze
swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in
Vincent's eyes of China blue.
Colors changing hue
morning fields of amber grain
weathered faces lined in pain
are soothed beneath the artist's
loving hand.
And now I understand what you tried to say to me
how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
perhaps they'll listen now.
For they could not love you
but still your love was true
and when no hope was left in sight on that starry
starry night.
You took your life
as lovers often do;
But I could have told you
Vincent
this world was never
meant for one
as beautiful as you.
Starry
starry night
portraits hung in empty halls
frameless heads on nameless walls
with eyes
that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the stranger that you've met
the ragged men in ragged clothes
the silver thorn of bloddy rose
lie crushed and broken
on the virgin snow.
And now I think I know what you tried to say to me
how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
they're not
list'ning still
perhaps they never will.
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Ishmael
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Joined: 03 Jun 2005
Posts: 4446
Location: The US of A
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Posted: 07/14/05 - 08:31 Post subject:
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| Fattguyy wrote: | A few of those accounts belong to me!
Starry
starry night
paint your palette blue and grey
look out on a summer's day
with eyes that know the
darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills
sketch the trees and the daffodils
catch the breeze and the winter chills
in colors on the snowy linen land.
And now I understand what you tried to say to me
how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
they did not know how
perhaps they'll listen now.
Starry
starry night
flaming flo'rs that brightly blaze
swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in
Vincent's eyes of China blue.
Colors changing hue
morning fields of amber grain
weathered faces lined in pain
are soothed beneath the artist's
loving hand.
And now I understand what you tried to say to me
how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
perhaps they'll listen now.
For they could not love you
but still your love was true
and when no hope was left in sight on that starry
starry night.
You took your life
as lovers often do;
But I could have told you
Vincent
this world was never
meant for one
as beautiful as you.
Starry
starry night
portraits hung in empty halls
frameless heads on nameless walls
with eyes
that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the stranger that you've met
the ragged men in ragged clothes
the silver thorn of bloddy rose
lie crushed and broken
on the virgin snow.
And now I think I know what you tried to say to me
how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
they're not
list'ning still
perhaps they never will. |
This one is the serial killer.
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