Bittersweet Candy Bowl

Ok, can I make the TV series then?

Maybe you could post a thread to keep us up to date on your progress

Alrighty if it’s ok with Erebus…

Sure, why not.

Oh dear, things are Messed Up in here :3.

I can’t think of when in my life I’ve had a lot of drama. I suppose, if you should have one defining moment, it would be when I noticed that I Just Don’t Care.

It was at my grandpas funeral. He died in cancer when I was around 10 I think. Already then I noticed that “Hey, shouldn’t I feel sad at this?”. Heck, my younger brother were. And parents of course. But me? Couldn’t care less. I looked at it critically with little concern. I’ve been entirely unconcerned with death overall since then. I’m not reckless mind you, seeing as I’d prefer staying alive, but I don’t feel bothered by someone dying, even close relatives. I’m rather low on Empathy you might say . (Funny enough, that only goes for real people. When I read a book, I’m Easily absorbed by it. I feel what the main character feel, be it sadness, joy or excitement. It doesn’t take much to bring it out.)

Hmm. I’ve also got berserker rage! In school, I wasn’t the most popular guy. But that was mainly my own choice, I kept to myself and have done so ever since I was five xD. It was pretty fun though, people thought I was easy pickings and tried to bully me. Sure, fine, I allowed it for a while. I didn’t care much if someone said something bad about me, it was easy to ignore. Eventually, however, enough was enough. I would literally fly at them in a blind berserker rage. Minutes would pass and I wouldn’t remember a thing about it, except that whoever was picking on me didn’t do it again. (Not because they were hurt, but because they deemed it Not Worth It.)

The whole unsocial bit might be because my first friend, at like 3-4 years old, died in cancer when he was that young. Would explain a lot .

It did result in me being introverted at least, having few real friends. Still, a few years I decided to change that. No coaxing, no nothing. I just one day decided that “Screw this, let’s see what the world have to offer.” and forced myself into being more social. A bit more social at least, I’m still a nerd and I know what I like. Still, now I regularly meet with other friends for gaming .

Well… Alright. There is One thing that might be called dramatic or traumatic…
I’m actually a convicted sex offender. For allegedly having touched a girls behind when I was 17.
Except I wasn’t even in the same bloody town that day and the trial was entirely Word against Word xD. Man, it really sucked. Sure, I just got a fine for it, but it Have got me rather self concious about girls overall. If I can get dragged to court for something I didn’t do, when I was 10 miles out of town (Miles with the metre system), then my thoughts generally are “What can’t I then get accused of if I’m actually in the same town when it happens?”.
Funny thing is that No One I ever meet believes that to be true xD. Anyone who’s known me for more than a week or two tend to find the very thought of it absurd. (It does have a Few effects on my “online persona” too of course, where I sometimes act out aggression in the relatively safe environment on games, but that’s about it .)

There you go! Another long rambling post for this thread.

All in all, I’m rather optimistic, I usually consider life to be favouring me, and things are really great xD. It’s been years since anything bad happened so I’m all good.

Yeah court systems can be a bitch. And hey, if you get accused of raping someone in Wales or England in a couple of years while you are in the States give me a shout!

That sounded odd…

Unfortunately, none of that really matters. A girl can accuse any guy of doing anything in a sexual nature and win in the courts.

Uh, no, not quite true, Erebus.

dosn’t matter if it gets to court or not. if an under 16year old girl acusses an adult of ANYTHING physical it can end your carrier instantly. (depending on you job)

When my Girlfriend of four years left me over the phone after 5 months of being away. I never cried harder in my life…

Suitcase:
Young. About 10 I believe.
I hadn’t ever met her before. The only thing we had in common were that we lived in the same town of about 5000 people. And that her brother (who is four years younger than me I believe) had gone to the same school as me once. Hadn’t met him before either, not that I noticed at least. (That’s how I was “identified”. From a, then, five year old yearbook school photo. Mind you, I never actually got to see what photo that was.)
From what I understood, her parents had just divorced and she had to commute by herself to and from school and between her parents. I’ve always thought it was some form of cry for attention, and if so, it certainly was successful. Either that or someone actually did touch her who looked similar to me at age 12. Which is strange in itself.

*heavy sigh* Who needs solid proof anymore? Seriously, what evidence was presented against you? (if any)

Her mothers diary which said she was upset that day.
And a school teacher who hadn’t actually seen anything, but also said that the girl was upset that day.

That’s about it.
To counter, I had a signed letter from the principal of my school stating that I was, in fact, attending school at that day and time. Not that it counted for anything…

Seriously? That’s ridiculous

Yeah, Swinter, did it come down to a Jury or something?

I went to court about it yes. It was determined by a group of five judges. (One High Judge (Tiebreaker) and four others). I never admitted the crime, the police were quite friendly throughout and only asked for my point of view on it, they never even tried to coax me into admitting anything.

They pretty much only asked: You have been accused of this at that date. Explain what happened in your own words and from your perspective.

Unfortunately when judges here are unsure about what has really happened, such as when it’s simply their word against mine, they tend to give out a lower punishment ‘just in case’. At least that’s how I figured it. I literally got the lowest penalty possible for that crime. Though in part that might have been because of my age as well.

And it has never really come back to haunt me. I had to show my police registry when I got my current job, but not until After my trial period. So everyone at my work knows about it, I told them beforehand too. While sex offenders, often rightly, are indeed reviled, people can still form their own opinions and no-one has ever held this incident against me . (As I’ve done here, I usually tell people about it as an “amusing anecdote of my past” once I’ve known them long enough. The usual first response is “You’re kidding?” in an incredulous voice xD.)

I’m not American . We don’t have juries where I live, only judges.

Eh, the problem usually is that someone else did it and planted the Idea, or the victim want to say something, but can’t accuse the molestor out of fear or misplaced love. So you were probably framed, intentionally or unintentionally.

if you are telling the truth.

Don’t take it the wrong way, I’m just wary.

Always good to be sceptic. Mind you, if I wasn’t telling the truth I could easily just keep quiet about it and none would ever know of it .

Or I might just do it for attention. Lot’s of drama queens out there.

None here know me, you’ve only got my word for it, so it’s understandably hard to take Anything seriously .

Yeah, it is a pretty shitty thing to have happen and on your record. Though I hope the kid got outta whatever caused that shit too.

At least she said SOMETHING, though. I just fucking repressed it.

Well, thanks SC. No need to feel sorry for me though, it’s long in the past and I don’t make a habit of fretting on things I can’t change.
It wasn’t a very emotional thing for me. I was nervous of course, but I never felt worried since I didn’t believe I would ever get convicted. Once I was, I got surprised and rather angry, but in the end it didn’t amount to much more than that. Life went on, school went on and eventually I got the job I have now.

Just of curiosity Swinter, where do you live? Because my mum worked in the Provincial Judicial Department back home and just want to know what she thought of the case…

I be a Viking!
In this case, a Swedish Viking.

Swedish, fancy I have a cousin who lives there! Great place, I want to go again sometime…

Yupp! We’re all around awesome .

So were are you mate? I was in Gutenberg that time…

Gutenberg? Sounds German
Swedish name is Göteborg, English is Gothenburg ^^.

I live in the southern parts of the country :3.

Oh yeah I didn’t notice that! Wonder why my spellchecker is in German…

I went on a forum this one time and all these guys started talking about how they slept with my mom and it made me cry and OH WAIT A MINUTE-

Well hello Junior…

BAWWWW

Don’t worry Zesty! I ran some DNA tests and Pronkat is not your father. But I got some bad news about your other sibling(s)….



…Specifically that he/she/they lost the contest for the cake. (You thought that I meant WHAT!)

Sure…

So…

I won the cake?

If not, I know what the next entry in this thread is gonna be.

…
Cake?
Cake!
Caaaake!!!!
I want some! Give me cake!

I refuse to say it, it’s overused.

*sigh* Indeed!

THE CAKE IS A -

*murdered*

LIE

It never gets overused .

SuitCase:
That website is a LiE .

I was wondering when SuitCase would post that one. ^_^

What in the world does cake have to do with Drama? Would admit… I’m lacking in many, though I can safely say most of my lifes drama is from what I -didn’t- do rather then what I did.

I am a nameless man full of regrets forever curse to wander the desert in search of redemption!

…. Well.. okay… no….. most recent drama situation that really changed my usual activities was a major split up with my old group that I’d known for eight freaking years. The focus of the problem… seemed to be one couple got very absorbed into each other…which made just about anyone feel like a third wheel when trying to hang with them. This.. wasn’t really a problem of course.. I mean if they like each other tons, great! Problem was… they still expected a lot of attention from everyone else, and got insulted if it wasn’t given. I attempted to mend things, bringing them all into on campaigns I was running, and such… but… that.. only made things worse… as they tended to feel one or the other was hogging the spotlight… or that they simply deserved more of it.

In the end things feel apart, I lost some friends, and per usual I blamed myself for the entire thing as if I could have fixed it, if I had acted earlier to mend the broken bridges. Which of course is non-sense, but hey, I’m addicted to guilt so sue me!

*Sues Bribri*

Eh, sounds like there wasn’t much you could do in the first place, short of an intervention.

HEY! the suing is SuitCase’s job! USURPER!

…yeah….I’m bored…