Guilty or Not Guilty

[Minorikawa]

Semi-guilty. I love that they can make the weather cooler in the summertime, and I love the sound of heavy rainfall on the window, but they sometimes are accompanied by disaster. Still, they're cool.

The next poster has a bad habit of staying up later than they ought to.

[LEROZERO]

It is 1 am rn, guilty.

Next person has a tight sleep schedule.

[IsabellaRose]

Guilty. I'm generally in bed by 9:30, absolutely no later than 10:30 to be up by 5:00 for my morning routine. 

 

The next person sleeps on their side.

[WritesNaughtyStories]

Guilty-ish, always start that way but wake up on my back.

Next poster flies a Pride flag or sports a Pride sticker on their car/laptop/water bottle.

[WickedCadrach]

Guilty-ish. I have a small pride flag in my room, a few stickers and a shirt. But I live in a very Red area right now, and I'm anxious about singling myself out. I've met some allies, but nobody flies a Pride flag around here. 

The next poster has written erotic stories or RP in public. 

[WritesNaughtyStories]

Guilty. Several. If you go looking, consider yourself warned, there is some very dark stuff I've written in public spaces here and elsewhere.

Next poster has been tempted to write snuff but has never, uhm... pulled the trigger.

[IsabellaRose]

Not guilty. I've been asked to play snuff rp's long ago on other sites, but it's not really my thing.

 

The next person has been asked to write a rp whose premise made them feel icky.

[LEROZERO]

Guilty, tit/nipple fucking...

Next person can type with one hand.

[Pixel]

Guilty, doing it now.

The next poster enjoys diet soda unironically even though they can drink the regular ones

[WritesNaughtyStories]

Not guilty. The chemistry frightens me.

Next poster drinks sweet tea.

[AsBloodTurnsEverCold]

Guilty as hell. Growing up where I do in the South its practically a requirement. 

Next person is a big fan of pie. 

[LEROZERO]

Meatpie yes. Guilty

Next person likes casserole.

[IsabellaRose]

I suppose it depends on the type of casserole, but sure. Guilty... for the most part. I'm sure someone could produce a casserole that would give me a foodgasm and someone else could make one that would have me politely seeking the nearest exit.

 

The next person has a "go to" beverage, alcoholic or not, that they generally drink. 

[WickedCadrach]

Guilty. 90% of the time, it's water. My 'go to' hot drink is coffee, and my default alcohol is a cabernet for wine, brandy for liquor, and stouts for beer. 

When I can afford a treat, New Holland's Dragon's Milk is my favorite beer.

The next person has no trouble sleeping.

[LEROZERO]

Not guilty. I woke up at 5 pm because I went to bed at 6 am...

Next person can sleep for half a day.

[WritesNaughtyStories]

Not guilty. My natural sleep pattern seems to be a few hours from early morning to kind of 9am, then another few hours around 4pm - adds up to pretty much 8 hours, but I get restless once I wake up.

Next poster works 3rd shift.

[IsabellaRose]

Not guilty. I tried it briefly when I needed work between internships, overnight stocking shelves at a 24-hour grocery store. I hated it. Right when things were getting fun on the party scene, I had to go in to work. I missed all the fun and then I was amped up in the morning ready to do something when everyone else was getting up to go to work. Plus being the only woman with the guys on that shift... creeper central. 

 

The next person has met someone who instantly made them uncomfortable.

[WickedCadrach]

Guilty. So back in high school, I was doing street evangelism with my church: Periodically we'd go into the city, handing out fliers/pamphlets, calling out from street corners, and trying to strike up conversations with anyone who'd listen. Sometimes it was just our group, but sometimes we'd team up with other churches and missionary organizations, and this particular week, we were paired up with a new group. We'd all meet together, then split up if there were enough of us to cover multiple corners in pairs or trios.

The 'leader' of my trio was this wiry older man; we'll call him David. David had this manic smile where his teeth were apart and showing, and it felt like I could see the whites of his eyes completely surrounding the irises. When he shook my hand, he rubbed his thumb back and forth and held on for what felt like a long time. At the same time he grabbed my shoulder with his opposite hand and did this weird little massage grip with his fingertips. Once we were a group, he never stopped looking at us. The whole time we were there, I don't think he looked at the people passing for more than a few seconds and every time I looked at him, he was either looking at me or the other girl in our trio. I don't remember a lot of what David said during the couple hours we were out there with him, but I remember being very confused, not knowing what the hell he was talking about, and feeling he was an uncomfortably close talker with that insistent eye contact he kept trying to maintain. 

After a couple hours, we were done. I never mentioned how uncomfortable he made me because "some people are just awkward" and "judge not" and a bunch of other things that made me second guess if I was just being too sensitive. I did do more street evangelism after that, but I did not see David ever again.

The next person has seen a ghost or spirit. 

[WritesNaughtyStories]

Was just finishing my plea to Izzy's accusation when Wicked posted hers.

Guilty. And I need to make clear HOW INTENSELY OFF-PUTTING this guy was. I have slept in an actual pig sty, woken up drunk in an Asian gutter, bought dog meat in a Korean open market back when that was still a thing, been locked up, paid for sex, been paid for sex, won and lost fist fights, been to a goddamn donkey show - I am NOT squeamish. My Marine Corps buddy's dad gave me the absolute "ick" when I first met him and it never went away. I have never been able to figure out what it is precisely, but yeah, that dude gave me the creeps at first sight. His temper is terrible and violent, but that's not especially rare or something that bugs or frightens me, but every time I saw him I got the creeps.

To Wicked 's accusation I plead "Not Guilty". I simply do not believe.

Next poster has more than 20 houseplants.

[Minorikawa]

Not guilty, and after living with someone who had a houseplant that caused the heating bill to be absolutely atrocious, I will never have house plants. Besides, that's where all my over-priced models of gaming and kaiju characters go.

The next poster prefers apartments over houses and has gotten into arguments with old boomers about it.

[IsabellaRose]

I was guilty until I bought my own house and honestly... Guilty. I miss the sense of community I had in my old apartment building, the nearness of others, the sharing because we were all poor and many of us were alone and it was how we survived. BUT... I love my privacy and space now. I love having an office to work from home. I love having space to display my prized books and collectibles (instead of houseplants! lol)

 

The next person enjoys their privacy more than most people they know.

[WickedCadrach]

Guilty. When I talk to people in real life, I end up being awkward and using a lot of vague explanations of how I'm using my time. I just don't know anyone face to face that I think would be thrilled or open-minded to hear about how I'm writing erotica and getting back into seiðr. And even my SFW writing isn't something I really like 'getting into' with people. Maybe this is actually a sneaky 'not guilty', because when I'm in spaces where I feel safer, I do tend to gush and not really have anything that's 'off-limits' to talk about. 

The next person has a strong opinion on Myers Briggs personality tests or personality typing in general. 

[IsabellaRose]

Not guilty. I think they had me do one and work and I'm an INTsomething? I can't remember. It's not like people ever answer those honestly, so I'm kind of meh about them.

 

The next person has never seen a mental health professional.

[WritesNaughtyStories]

Not guilty. First saw a counselor in the late 70's. TA is about as scientific as the MBTI. Which is to say, "Based on some other guy's work, not backed by any science and, unless you're the tests were done by someone affiliated with transactional analysis, the studies to support it are non-existent."

After I got divorced I went to court ordered anger management and sought out a therapist. Both helped, but by being a rational observer and pointing out choices I was making that weren't as helpful as I thought.

Next poster found sobriety without a "program"

Edited yesterday at 06:04 PM by WritesNaughtyStories

[IsabellaRose]

Not guilty. I only got cleaned up thanks to a friend pulling me out of my self-destructive spiral and basically forcing me to check into an in-patient rehab, complete with programs and whatnot when I was discharged. 

 

The next person has never stayed in a hospital.