The Attention Deficit Disorder Thread

First time today I can properly sit down and breathe for a while.

 

And no one is here to entertain me. Typical. :neutral:

 

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Expecto Patronum!!

 

You're in the bathroom aren't you. :-|

 

Asthmatic Kitty. :-|

 

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I met him, fifteen years ago. I was told there was nothing left. No reason, no conscience, no understanding; even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, good or evil, right or wrong. I met this six-year-old child, with this blank, pale, emotionless face and, the blackest eyes... the *devil's* eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach him, and then another seven trying to keep him locked up because I realized what was living behind that boy's eyes was purely and simply... *evil*.

 

Now he is roaming the internet. He usually signs up on message boards under the username "Insomniac" (sometimes "Homo" or "Homicide") and spreads his evil vibes.

 

He was my patient for fifteen years. He became an obsession with me until I realized there neither reason nor conscious or anything about him that was... even remotely human. An hour ago I stood up and fired six shots into him and he just got up and walked away. I am talking about the real possibility that he is STILL OUT THERE!

 

*pees pants*

 

*puts hand down pants*

 

*pees on Insom's hand*

 

Down my own pants I meant! Although your idea is intriguing...

 

Oh.