Playing AiON again…

It’s been 2 weeks since I played AiON and I believe I am not the only maricone playing this game. Last night I updated my AiON client and as soon as I logged in my legion mates started whispering me. I receive the usual welcome back messages (WB) and my good friend Xeline, a female online gamer enthusiast who have played with me since 2007 in games such as Guild Wars, Age of Conan and now AiON,  whispered me bunch of questions.

A legion mate  invited me to play with them in  a PvPvE (Player vs Player vs Envirnoment) arena we call  Dredgion. I play a healer in this online game so naturally, I am responsible for keeping my 5 group mates alive including removing physical and mental conditions but, I also do fair amount of damage.I was disoriented with my keys and controls again. Since it’s also a PvP instance, we also have to battle other players – so its more like a 6 vs 6 including the the NPCs.

I concentrated on healing because I don’t want any of my friends to die, and luckily every time the opposing team attacked us we always emerge victorious and wipe out all of them. We destroyed all the required items and obtained more points and we killed the boss without any problems. It was a very fast run and I’m glad I’m playing AiON again.

Eye Candy Sunday

Check out this cutie:

2008 Winner of Ford Supermodel Brazil

Ano ba eto, watery naman ang keps ko! Parang gusto kong mag summer sa Brazil! ECHOS!!!Keri na kasi, 18 years old na cya. Wiz na sa pagkabantay-bata -963!!!

Compatible kami mga sisters kasi mahilig cyang mag-surfing, eh di ba member ako ng Jumeira synchronize swimming team! Dedma ng malunod sa Praia, basta mouth-to-mouth nya aketch!!!

Height – 6’2″; Eyes – Brown; Hair – Brown; Shoe – 11.5 US
Anong palagay mo sa Shoe size? DAKILA di vah, and feeling ko mataba din!!! Kering-keri!!!

Naku Bubbles, bebenta na kita, kapalit nya! Pero alam ko type mo din cya, kasi sariwa, masabaw at masustancya and of course manamis-namis pa!!!

Si Buttercup di nya type mga bata. Type nya ung mga Daddy-daddy! Di daw nya keri maging yaya! Kasi pag nag-tantrums ang bagets, “buy=me-this, buy-me-that,” ang exena.

Kaya, sa akin na lang cya mga sisters! Bubbles,behave and go play with Ken!

The Black Party

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Angel is off to New York for the Black Party 2010. It ‘s a fabulous gay dancing event, and so much more, at the Roseland Ballroom tonight and tomorrow night at Allegria. He was inviting me to join him but I refused due to budgetary constraints. He was excited because he will be meeting old friends in New York and hopefully some new friends he will meet at the party. Angel will be my eyes and my ears inside the event. He will be reporting to me live.

I am not familiar with this event and just got some information when Angel spoke to me about it and showed some photos taken last year. If you have watched QAF, its similar to the club scene, just 10x or 20x the crowd and additional drama – lavish decorations, amazing music, fabulous lights, smoke and other environmental effects, and of course sexy beautiful men. The pictures showed a sea of men half naked, and some were just wearing undies – dancing, drinking, kissing, cuddling and some acts of lasciviousness (lol). I was really surprised and I told Angel i am not ready for parties like this.

Last week Angel ordered his outfit or shall i say costume via the internet. He was furious because the company shipped it last monday and he just got it tuesday after he emailed the garment seller 3x. According to him he was supposed to receive it the same week. When he got it, he immediately tried it on while I took some photos. But, I can’t show it because its very provocative and u  can see,  “a-little-bit -of -this-and-a-little-bit-of-that. But he will post it on facebook privately . The only thing he was worried now is what shoes to wear. I told him, ” mag-paa ka na lang para mas effect ang exena, at least wala ka ng huhubarin pa kasi hubad ka na.”

I met one of his friend, J, and he said all if not most of the guys in Black Party are totally high. Imagine dancing all night till morning, you will need something to keep your energy up. In one of the black parties he attended, his friend shoot “something” down his throat after he told him to open his mouth. But J didn’t know what it was.

Angel posted an ad on one of the party’s site yesterday and see if anyone will respond; about a neophyte to the black party needing something to keep up with the dancing. After 30 minutes his post was removed. He re-posted the ad, and after 1 hour, it was deleted again. Well, at least the party organizers doesn’t condone ads like this. But, i wonder how will they control thousands of people from taking illegal drugs during the event? someone whispered, they DON’T !!!

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Buttercup vs Bubbles

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome Buttercup. Yes, she’s alive, awake, alert and very enthusiastic. I am happy that I found my sister again and optimistic that we will be successful in our conquest of finding lust and love.  It’s not a new battleground for Buttercup and he has been here million times. Buttercup is adept with keyboards,  proficient with words, and creative in writing, so he will definitely survive here just like in the past.  I hope that Bubbles is happy too and i know she is. The circle is complete and all we have to do is shout: Let’s VOLT-IN or Las Supernenas ACTIVATE!!!

*Fairy godmother whispered me that Buttercup was almost in Southeastern Europe when he met a Turkish guy. Enchanted by the Turk, Buttercup stayed for several nights in Istanbul in the arms of his new-found love.  But, he has to complete his journey so he packed everything and left him. Still in love and confused after a long night of copulation, Buttercup made a wrong turn and ended up in the Asian side of Turkey. I can’t blame her because Asia is a big continent. Even I, thought that middle east was a separate continent, until Bubbles blasted me away to the Americas with her mega-power bomb. Actually, 3 of us our directionally challenged and getting lost somewhere, somehow is becoming a habit.*

It has been 9 years since my last correspondence with buttercup and bubbles, and now the goal of bringing us together has been realized.  Yes social networking is very helpful in bridging and finding lost friends but sometimes it’s not enough. I admire FB  incorporating the chat feature in their network, where I can see who’s online but it’s designed for short messages and can not be a substitute for personal contact. I always see bubbles or buttercup in FB before this endeavor but i cant give them my full attention in chat because im either working my ass at work or i’m multitasking at home.

*After walking 1000oooo miles and meeting people with different facial features, buttercup decided to rest but not in peace. In the valley of death, buttercup was admired by every men. He was adventurous and skillful, and have defeated all men in all forms of combat. He’s adept in everything, specially where it requires hand-to-eye-to-mouth coordination. He’s also a natural tactician, if he was about to lose a combat, he starts flirting, showing some skin to his opponent so he can distract them and land a “fatality”. He was considered as champion of the valley and when bandits decided to plunder the village, buttercup rose to the occasion. Like a crouching tiger in a hidden dragon, he slew them all except 1, a guy named Lo. Buttercup fell in love with Lo and they still have each other living and hiding in the valley of death. But, he never let his  guard down because Bubbles can appear any moment and blast them away to forsaken land, like what she did to me.*

Convincing Buttercup was not an easy task. I have to appeal to victoria court several times because he always frequents that place with his boy-toys. But he reminded me about our sister’s opposition to this trinity. I told him, it’s a virtual a world, and there will be no personal “contact.” We enjoy writing and reading our own work then just leave it like that. The only time there will be a”contact” is that, if your work will be next to each other, and nothing more. But I believe both of them are mature enough and will not dwell in the past, after all, we’re not getting younger. Lets just focus on our main goal: to have, to conquer and to enslave men of different breeds, type and sizes.

Thus,  enjoy every moment today while it lasts because nothing is permanent in this world. You might be lonely now but tomorrow you will have your time to laugh.  And we are show gurls, and in showbiz we don’t have permanent “good” friends! they are just friends, because of  similar interests: fame fortune, and fafa. Di va??? And at the end of day, when you are ready to sleep, without someone beside you…. like most gays… you only have your self

Flirting 101: Eye Contact!

i was drinking coffee early last night when i felt chilly more than usual. angel was in the restroom cleansing his face and applying facial creams. i heard his cellphone rung and suddenly he was rushing out of the bathroom requesting me to open the gate for thai, our vietnamese friend. i got the electronic key and walked out to the car park, expecting that thai was already waiting. when i got there, i saw a girl sitting on the sidewalk and talking on the phone.

as i open the side gate, a young man appeared in front of me. he was a cute caucasian, about 5’8 and have a well toned body. i thought he was meeting up with the girl but he’s not. i dialled thai’s number to ask where he is, but he was not answering his phone. i tried it 3 more times but to no avail. suddenly the girl asked me if i was waiting for food, i said no, i’m here to open the gate for my friend. thai finally arrived and we went straight to angel’s apartment.

thai invited us for a dinner at a nearby sushi house because he was craving for “something” sushi. angelo suggested walking but thai refused. we took thais car and when we got there, the place was packed with college students.  we decided to sit outside and join some smoking dukies…after ordering sashimi , sushi rolls and miso soup, we started to chit-chat.

3 college guys arrived and occupied the table next to us. I didn’t have a good angle to look at their “handosmeness” but angel did. i tried communicating “telepathically” with angel and asked him if any one is cute. just like a hustler, angelo showed the finger peace sign, meaning 2 of them were qualified according to his standards.  i got excited because i trust angelo’s eyes when it comes to guys..

thai started to ask me and angelo about what we are doing. but i cant explain it to him because, surely these guys will overhear us. its confusing to communicate using various form of languages – sign language, body language, eye contact, taglish including arabic phrases but somehow we did understand each other. oh u might ask, how the hell did we learn arabic? angel and i worked  in the middle east for almost 5 years, thus we can converse in basic arabic.

the food arrived, but i like the “food” seated next to us and not the food served to us. i tossed and turn in my chair so i can look at these guys but i still can’t get a good angle. thai and angelo was continuously talking about their travel plans next year… i just listened to their conversation. their words were just too superficial for me at that moment. finally i gave up peeking and for 15 minutes i attended the needs of my stomach. i  immediately finish my part and started tossing and turning again…total failure! the food was not a big deal, but these guys are my future.. my future “hada.”

i was relieved when angelo and thai paid for the food.  i stood up and walked very slow similar to mr. anderson in matrix. finally, my much awaited moment…i can now look at these duke cuties, and i did. one of them caught me looking at him and for a few seconds just looked at each other. i was thinking? “jombag kaya etetch? or success? i really can’t take my eyes from him. i even tried to “memorize” his face. i motioned angelo to wait just a little bit more but the signal got mixed up. i was disappointed. i could have smiled, ask his name, get his phone number or even take him home,  if we just stayed there for another 5 minutes.. but it was a failure…

we reached thai”s car and i immediately explained to him the discreet communication i had with angelo . according to angelo, the other guy established eye contact with him 3x lasting upto 5-8 seconds. thai was laughing and shaking his head. it’s very trivial but the excitement was overflowing for us.

A gray suv arrived and parked next to thai’s car, i tried to have a good look at the driver but it was dark in the area. The guy got out of his vehicle while  Angelo was walking towards him, to get inside thai’s car. When suddenly,  Angelo lost his control, unable to filter his words and just  blurted out some words that even i didn’t understand, but more of…omfg another hottie on the loose!!!

The Legend of Pagoda Girls Part 1

It all started in the year 2000 (BC?). Five unique girls with extra, super and mega powerful abilities converged in the secret ultra- modern hide-out of a secret organization to attend the much awaited get-to-know- you party. They came from distant regions of the land, with different culture, religion, and of course different tastes in men. Each has its own special talent for subduing lawless, handsome and sexy men that continuously plague the dark cities of mother earth. Though, they do not have an assigned leader, Bubbles always declares herself as omnipotent. Luckily, everyone is a team player in achieving their objectives. Let us meet them:

( While i am writing this, i got an fb message from a cute guy, who i have worked with years ago…and the first thing he asked me was the where abouts of another gay friend…how rude is that!!!)

Bubbles (MS): as you all know is my “oldest” sister. very assertive and self-proclaimed leader of Pagoda girls. according to him, he’s the “glue” that holds the “bond.” he led the girls with their most successful adventures and also drinking endeavors in mang badong’s carenderia just around the corner. he is very possessive and always possessed that’s why he is a regular for all exorcist in townsville. in real life, he is very talented in conquering construction workers, tricycle drivers, and street vendors including street children. bubbles is also an activist and advocate of gay rights. he has joined every campaign rallies and have marched thousands of miles for the advancement of gay issues. bubbles is very single and always eyes every men in his neighborhood.

Buttercup(MDG): that’s my “older” sister.  an over-confident brat who always gets into trouble because oh his NO FEAR  attitude. most men stated that buttercup is just too much to handle. they can’t keep up with him especially with all the extreme sports and hobbies she’s into right now. from hunting manananggal in the city to exterminating every tiyanak in provinces. he also joined expeditions to hunt werewolves, vampires and legendary dragons. in real life, he’s a an intelligent, and street smart lass, who loves all kinds of books. he writes short stories, essays, poems, including haiku. but he’s specialty is writing love letters. yes, he did write the best romantic love letters to our boyfriends.he frequents libraries, museums, including national bookstore where he hooks up with nerds.  recently,  an anonymous source whispered me that Buttercup has found a boyfriend and very happy, but my source forgot to tell me her exact location. hhmmm…really? well, apparently he has been transformed by a mysterious force. i must speak with him so i can confirm this rumor.

Blossom(HA): that’s me. i am good follower and i follow everyone around specially handsome guys. i believe in the saying: share what you have, and you will have more than what you have shared. thus, i give every cute boy a helping “hand.”  Because, i am from the south, i have some rituals before i do  something. I am very superstitious and regularly checks my horoscope.  i also have monthly consult with Ms. Minchin, a practitioner of Feng Shui. She is responsible for the proper positioning of doors, windows, chairs, beds, mirror and everything, but until now i still don’t have a boyfriend. i’m beginning to doubt her technical abilities actually. I am a member of  cults, coven and secret societies u can think of. I also specialized in conjuring elementals so i can burn Bubbles with fire when he starts bitching and soak him with water when his libido starts rising . in real life, i’m a shy, introvert and subdued person. i live and breathe thru my avies in mmorpgs i’m currently playing.

Kedusa (PC): a pretty, youthful mistress of disguise. he uses his seductive beauty and feminine  qualities to influence and control men. he’s our big sister, a control-freak but kind and loving. very secretive about his conquests and solo adventures. he likes to be with mature, rich and influential men. Kedusa participates in every government project, volunteers regularly for all NGOs and also an Ambassadress of Goodwill to the Planet of the Apes. he’s also a regular contestant of all beauty and popularity contests from Ms. Gay Purok to Ms. Gay Universe of another dimension. And always have the following phrases in his interviews:  to make a difference in this world, for the greater good of mankind, beauty with a purpose, mother nature, peace, harmony and unity. But, Kedusa shares the red queen’s philosophy: it is better to be feared than loved in real life.

Princess (DC): he was a villain at first. a spoiled, insecure, rich little gurl, whose partially unseen, and often mute “Daddy” allows him to finance various evil plots to destroy the pagoda gurls. But, after he realized that he have similar interest with the pagodas… he immediately sided with us. Because of his wealth, men always chase him, and in return he gives them lavish and expensive presents from airline tickets, travel packages and 1 year subscription of  gay forbes magazine where he tops the annual list  of  wealthy spoiled brats. If he gets into trouble, he just calls his Daddy on his iphone and all his 3Gs (guns, goons, gold) run to his rescue, including his favorite pet, a vicious and always hungry hyena called irulan. He consider Bubbles as his BFF because they both like men who are easy…easy to get, easy to pay, easy to exchange, easy to return, and easy to forget.

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The Curse of Oscar

There’s a buzz around the entertainment industry that the dreaded Oscar curse might be true. Best Actress winners Reese Witherspoon, Charlize Theron, Hillary Swank, and Kate Winslet, are all separated from their partners/husbands, and now the latest, if rumors are true, is Sandra Bullock who recently won for Blindside.

I am not sure what’s Bubbles opinion on this issue but i guarantee you she’s a very good actress. Take this example when he was late for work because of a drinking spree with his neighbors, Bubbles successfully evaded the mess when he convinced our boss with his made-up stories.  He explained that the engine of the taxi he was riding just literally froze up in the middle of a bridge at the height of morning traffic. With her performance at that time, she could easily win the Oscar even against Meryl Streep or Glenn Close.

Bubbles is totally an EMO gurl who usually manipulates people with his acting abilities. He’s even using music by Nina Simone or Nathalie Merchant as background, while he stretch and flex his facial, neck and ocular muscles for acting. Bubbles is also a guru in the art of flirtation. He can easily manipulate men by playing an innocent, virginal and ignorant gurl.

Anyways, if Bubbles will win the Oscar, i will be very happy and i will be glad that i have a sister like her. Not that i want to destroy her love life  because of the curse, but more of the honor attached to winning the most prestigious award for an actress  in the film industry. Good luck Bubbles and you know that  i will do everything with my powers for you to win!

Pullleassse don’t arrest us… were just gays. part 2

Previously… in  Malate, police officers have captured Bubbles and Blossom for peeing in a dark corner of Nakpil, despite their beauties and brains.

… Pulllease  don’t arrest us… were just gays…  the super-homosexuals wail.

Me and Blossom begged the policemen, who surprisingly were handsome and sexy in their tight uniforms. Their handsomeness and muscles were like powers, it made us weak. And we felt that,  they have drained all our super powers with their oozing sexiness. We stopped fidgeting and raised our arms in pure abandonment.

Come with us boys… the taller  police officer, which is my type, commanded us in a baritone that made our beautiful little knees quiver in excitement.

And you!!! What’s your name… shouted the other officer,who’s a little bit chubby but handsome, pointed his long and thick stick at Blossom who felt like fainting. Yeah knowing Blossom, he loves sticks.

So we followed the lovely police officers as bystanders and onlookers watched us in surprise, we wave our hands to them suggesting we are okay. The crowd cheered us as we climbed the patrol van.

Inside the back of the patrol van, we sat like queens with our bodyguards, or at least I felt like that, and I don’t know with Blossom as she was next to the chubby police officer. Then, they drove the van around Malate like for hours. Blossom kept looking at me and smiled as if everything would be okay little sister, until we realized that they were taking us to a dark, forested and remote area of Malate. (Don’t ask me about the location, I always forget)

Anyway they stopped the van under a big, huge Acacia tree. We were a little bit afraid knowing that we lost our powers a while ago. And knowing, that we as superheroes cannot fight our allies — those policemen.

…And then they turned off the lights in the van….

… to be continued ….

It’s St. Patrick’s Day

The weather was very nice when I woke up today. It was fairly sunny, not so cold and everything was quiet except the thumping of feet from Angelo’s neighbor in the upper floor. I poured some dark coffee which i bought in dunkin’ donuts yesterday while my good friend Angelo is “doing” someone in his apartment…hhmmm the coffee is very good.

I quickly turned my computer and started checking my emails, and again, nothing but spams, from viagra, to work-at-home ads and of course my sister’s favorite: personal adult ads. It’s a good thing that Bubbles and I don’t share an email address cause imagine the massive lag spikes brought by all these spams.

Enough of that because today is St. Patrick’s Day!!! I’m totally thinking of celebrating it with Irish people here in our neighborhood, but i need to ask Angelo if there are any Irish Pubs around.

But, how do gay people celebrate St. Patrick’s day?  Personally, I  don’t know because I am a foreigner in this country. I just experienced it when I started working in Rhode Island where many people of Irish descent abound. However, I enjoy going to Irish Pub because I love Irish music. Not only that, but i love Irish bands like Snow Patrol, the Corrs, and the legendary U2.

I also love drinking dark Irish beer, and I am totally into Bailey’s Irish creams as dessert even if it will make me tipsy or drunk.I  love the scent of the refreshing soap Irish spring, and of course most of all, I enjoy the company of Irish men, specially in bed!!! And those are all my favorite things during this day.

When I was in New York, my friend Mikee brought me to an Irish Pub, i think it’s Saints and Sinners. It’s a good pub with a band that plays Irish music. My friend even hit on the cute lead singer which she successfully obtained his phone number. I don’t know with this aggressive, confident and street-smart New Yorkers, but they always get what they want. But, me, however also enjoyed the latino guys around us.

My friends in Ireland celebrate this day gloriously and lavishly. They usually have  get-together parties; cook, eat and drink until morning. I think they have already embraced Irish culture after living there for many years.  Actually, they feel, breathe and bleed like any other Irish. Happy St. Patrick’s Day to everyone!!!