“So lemme get this straight,” Pierre began.  “You’ve been a member of<i>Innocent Innuendos </i>for nearly a month, and you’ve only been in contact with one other member?  What does she call herself again?<i>GhostWriter</i>?”  Boris simply nodded while sipping his coffee in the customer lounge of<i>B’s Knees Moto.  </i>Although his inquisitor remained silent, Pierre’s stare all but demanded a verbal response.  The shop’s owner finally relented, as he answered, “What can I say?  I’m shy.”<br/><br/>“Ha!” Pierre immediately retorted.  “Shy, my ass.  You’re just playing things safe, Boris.  You go after the harmless women instead of manning up and tackling the hard core.”  Another taste of his coffee was followed by a lazy shrug.  “Um, how do you know<i>GhostWriter </i>isn’t a freak show herself?”<br/><br/>Pierre grinned maniacally and replied, “Because I’ve been reading the banter between you two in her Request Thread.”  Nearly choking on another indulgence of coffee, Boris exclaimed incredulously, “What?!  You can do that?”  His grin had morphed into laughter, as his RP mentor said, “I told you, Boris, unless it’s in a PM, the entire community can read what the both of you are saying to each other.  That said, best for you not to call so-and-so member a dickhead, unless it’s said in a PM or that you welcome repercussions.”<br/><br/>Boris gazed back wide-eyed, with a subtle nod.  Satisfied that another lesson had been learned, Pierre removed a few sizable papers from a stiff, cardboard tube.  Unfurling each one (there were four total), he placed little weights he had fished out of his jacket’s pocket on their ends.  What Boris was now looking at were a mixture of rough and detailed sketches of Pierre’s next project bike.  A low, appreciative whistle escaped<i>B’s Knees Moto’s </i>owner.  “Thought you might like it,” Pierre said, beaming with pride.  “I even have the donor machine ready and waiting for you to perform your magic on.”  The pair began to discuss further and finer details.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center">&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt; &lt; &lt; &lt; &lt; &lt;​</div><br/>Five Juicy Haze IPAs were placed in his refrigerator, while one lonesome bottle occupied his right hand.  Socks and shoes were removed almost as soon as he entered his apartment.  His black jeans were promptly replaced with a comfortable pair of sweats.  There was some conversing to do with<i>GhostWriter, </i>assuming she had responded to his last response.  Signing in to<i>Innocent Innuendos, </i>six alerts and three PMs awaited his attention.<br/><br/>Two of the alerts were site-wide announcements generated by staff.  Three alerts were notices that three female members had started a conversation with him.  Jotting down their usernames, he would investigate later to see if Pierre might have sent them his way.  That bastard troublemaker, he thought with a wide grin.  The final alert was from<i>GhostWriter, </i>as she did indeed respond to him within her RT.  Replies were in order, as he would also craft answers to the three strangers, since he believed it was extremely rude to not respond at all.  Some manners and consideration never hurt anyone, after all.  But first,<i>GhostWriter:</i><br/><br/><i>Hello GhostWriter,</i><br/><br/><i>Always good to hear from you.  Whew, thanks for agreeing to nuke the zombies.  And, oh yeah, I’ve heard of </i>Naughty Bear.<i>What I was actually thinking of was a play on </i>The Care Bears.<i>Although I would redub them </i>The I Don’t Fuckin’ Care Bears.<i>Um, pardon my French.  lol</i><br/><br/><i>Sounds like we’d get along in the gaming world, too, as I also love my shooters.  I find them highly therapeutic after a crappy day at work.  But it’s your fandoms that truly caught my fancy.</i><br/><br/><i>I’m also a huge fan of the </i>Alien<i>and </i>AvP<i>franchises.  See my sig below?  lol  Although between the two, what if we were to focus on just the Xenomorphs?  That way, we wouldn’t have to worry about our hapless characters getting their asses kicked by Predator.  lol  As if the Xenos weren’t bad-ass enough!  I also dabble somewhat in the </i>LOTR<i>universe.  I’m good with either one, or if there’s something else you might wish to discuss.</i><br/><br/><i>CU When ICU,</i><br/><br/><i>47</i><br/><br/>POST REPLY was clicked on, and imagine that, another chilled bottle of Juicy Haze IPA was beckoning for his consumption.  Sleuthing on the three mysterious minxes would then commence upon his return from the fridge.