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Feedback to Senna's Second Site Tantrum

Page history last edited by Indy 13 years, 10 months ago

Senna's page:
"Welcome to Monkey Thong Jaunt,"

Indy: The crappiest name for a page I ever heard!

Senna:
"a page dedicated to the penguins...one by
one...they steal our sanity..."

Indy: That's obvious.

Senna:
"to use a cliche'. No actually, this page has some pictures about Gundam Wing,
and our "poetry," if you can call it that..."

Indy: That's the joke.

"well, look around, email us if you have a flame or a rant or anything else,
we're game, dude!"

Indy: Proof positive that the dingdongmonkeythonguneitedudettes just want flame wars.

(Some crap snipped)

Senna:
"Flame Policy
Our flame policy:Flames that bash homosexual lifestyles will not be tolerated."

Indy: OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH! Hamgod forbid!!! *sneer* (Note: The Hamgod was Senna's stupid little idea, you'll get introduced to it and her ridiculous hammy religion in later sections, particularly when I take apart her flames that were posted to Sylke's guestbook.)

Senna:
"Thats it, really. But in writing us flames, know this: WE WILL POST IT.
Write to Senna/Lady"

Indy: Is she/they...desperate or what?

Senna:
"Disclaimer
We do not own Lady Une. No one owns Lady Une. She is a very free and independent
woman."

Indy: Hah! Um...She isn't real, she's somebody's creation. So she is owned. As for
free and independent lol! Is that why she always brats out and acts up and why
Treize always has to fix the messes she makes of things and has to keep her in
line? She's a bitch to everyone else but she's Treize's spaniel, nothing more.
Even death looks like a better destiny than being saddled with the likes of her.

Senna:
"However, the people at Sunrise CLAIM to own her,"

Indy: No 'claim' about it, they OWN her...

Senna:
"but no one really does."

Indy: You're in serious obsessive denial. She's just a stupid little cartoon for gosh
sake. Get over it.

Senna:
"Sunrise comes closer to owning her than anyone else,"

Indy: Nope. They don't 'come close'. They OWN Une.

Senna:
"(well, no Treize,"

Indy: Yeah. She's his little lapdog and she hasn't a clue about how to behave with
others. She's nothing without Treize, but that just means she's a weakling who
thinks she's strong if she acts worse than the average two-year-old and goes
around slapping and killing everything in sight. She wants Treize all to
herself; he can't even have friends without that ridiculous wench Une's nose
getting out of joint. She's just pathetic. (Note: That was the impression I got of Une from both Senna and especially Sylke...But I think Sylke was seeing a lot of herself in Une to be honest, now I've realized just how obsessed she was with that deadbeat and arrogant tyrant, Treize.)

Senna:
"but Sunrise also "owns" him)so let it be known that we are not smart enough to
come up with any of these anime shows. So don't sue us. All you will get is the
recitation of our famous poem: Pindaric Ode to He-ass Molecule: By Dorp Bowl
Cattleking (DorothyCatolonia who is also "owned' by Sunrise)"

Indy: wow, nothing like using stupidity as a way of saving face in case of a lawsuit.
Yeah, your precious Une is owned and I'd love to see Sunrise kill her off just
to see if you could manage to survive without worshiping the brat-brute.

Senna:
"Senna too, is out of school and DAMNED HAPPY! She kicked her ex-boyfriend in the
nuts, to the loud applause of many surrounding students, passed all her classes
and got Latin student of the year! Woo."

Indy: Let me guess. Her x doesn't like Une. Latin...Who needs it? It's not like it's
being used much except in science or music. So she passed...yippy...so do a lot
of other students every year. Too bad she doesn't pass the pre-school level
socially, though.

Senna:
"Okay, also on the list...we have gotten really tired of the little 'flame-war'
with"

Indy: The one you started...Well, you can always quit. It's just your bruised egos and
addiction to causing trouble that keeps you wangers going back for more. you're
not tired of it, you're just tired of getting called on your stupidity and
childishness.

Senna:
"It's pointless,"

Indy: By George I think you FINALLY got it! So, now that you've suddenly received that
revelation, you can do something about it..What, exactly? Stop it. How? By
shutting up and moving on.

Senna:
"and she still has yet to convince us of anything except of how annoying some
people can be."

Indy: Er, um, excuse me but...when it comes to 'annoying' look in the mirror. You
corner the market on 'annoying. you want to annoy, and that's why you keep up the stupidity, including signing guestbooks, sending emails, and on your page. No normal person would consider your page to be anything but stupid junk.

Senna:
"So it's over."

Indy: Oh really? you're too much like your pathetic little goddess lady Une. you say
it's over now but just give it a little time, and you'll be at it again, flaming
and then whining when someone fights back and shows you up for the wangers you
are.So that hole you buried yourselves in isn't so comfortable now is it?

Senna:
"It's seems that it went in our direction when it ended,"

Indy: That's 'It seems' not 'it's seems'. And the only thing that went in your
direction is your own muck. You lost and you just can't handle it, so, like the
cowards you are, you delude yourselves into thinking you won some battle because
someone fought against your incoherent rants with eloquence and sense.

Senna:
"as she completely renovated her guestbook by taking out all commentary which did
not praise her site (including remote criticism.)"

Indy: It's her site. She has a right to remove your junk AKA spam. as for 'remote' you
really shouldn't use words you don't know the meaning of. There's nothing
'remote' about your spew in this rant or anywhere else. Somebody dares to put up
a site that doesn't worship your...(smirk)...Lady...Une...or subscribe to your
way of thinking or writing, and you and your
monkeythongdingdonghamgodmonkeythuggies lose it and go on a flame/spam fest.
Grow up.

Senna:
"That left her with a grand total of...25 entries! Hehehe."

Indy: My, my, you ARE obsessed, you're not just extremely childish, you are sickly
obsessed.No one in their right mind keeps track of the entries in someone else's
guestbook! For bloody crying out loud, check yourselves into a mental health
facility before you go off the deep end and assault or kill somebody!

Senna:
"Oh well, it's not as if anyone's signed ours. {sighs}"

Indy: Awwwwww, poor babies...(sneer)

Senna:
"But the point is that the majority of people who signed it weren't sucking ass."

Indy: if you'd get your minds out of your pants long enough to make some sort of sense
you might realize why people aren't signing your guestbook or kissing up to you...not that you deserve any praise since everything about your dingdongmonkeythong site and your Lady...Une...is lousy.

Senna:
"So that's a plus. The real reason is that the whole thing is childish."

Indy: You're only waking up to that realization now? Damn, are you slow!

Senna:
"It was started merely as a joke,"

Indy: And it kept on and on and on, carried on by you and your
dingdongmonkeythonghamgodladyuneitethuggies. Besides, spam doesn't qualify as a
'joke', and that's what you did...spam. Not just one or two stupid flamy
messages, but many, many messages. Anyone with any intelligence wouldn't find
your idea of a 'joke' funny. But you are too thick to understand that.

Senna:
"but then she blew up in our faces, took everything waaaay too seriously (we must
add"

Indy: And you're not? Bull crap. If you don't want her taking your stupidity seriously
then maybe you shouldn't take her reactions so seriously, but there you go,
ranting away on your pathetic dingdong monkeythong site as if you were the
victim. you're just bratty and cowardly and you can't handle losing, that's
all.

Senna:
"that this is a HUMOR site. HUMOR. Should I spell it?)"

Indy: No, don't bother straining your brain trying to spell. Your posts and your site
are already so full of spelling and typing errors that you don't need to
convince anyone any further that you can't spell. As for this 'humor' you keep
eluding to...well...ya know the saying "Small things amuse small minds." only a
small mind would try to pull off an idiotic flame fest, rant against someone who
didn't ask for it, then claim it was all a joke.

Senna:
"and we became tired of having to put up with her constant self-righteous
bullshit."

Indy: Pooooooooor babies! Well you sniveling snot-nosed little whimps, maybe she got
tired of your flaming 'bullshit' and believe it or not, you are far more 'self
righteous' because you started this idiotic fight, yet you whine about being
tired of it. If you can't take the heat, don't touch the stove. You flamed and
spammed first, so this whole thing is all your faults at dingdongmonkeythong,
and you behave as if you are the only ones entitled to any right to say and feel
anything. you mucked up..Deal with it.

Senna:
"And I had a whole week of excercise at a camp up in the mountains, so I wasn't
in a particularly good mood."

Indy: awwwww, pooooor little girl! So you expect everybody else to suffer when you're
in a bitch of a mood because you're such a baby that you have to take your
psychotic moodswings out on someone else. welcome to the real world, little
brat, everybody gets in a bad mood but most people know how to handle it, and do
it a lot better than you. The bad mood excuse doesn't cut it. you were
deliberately obnoxious and idiotic. Nothing you say can excuse that, so you
might as well stop trying...

Senna:
"Once I stop babbling the world could be a better place..."

Indy: That's one of a very precious few things you've said right, and the most truthful as well...

Senna:
"Come back later y'all!!! And crack that whip!!!!"

Indy: Uh-huh...Whatever monkeys your thong...

* * *

The brat was not happy with the things I said about her in the last rant,

furthermore, she can't seem to stop herself from fixating on the person she's
been ranting against, that would be B.S. again, and now seems to be confusing me with her. She sent a rant about my comments to B.S. who showed it to me. And now, you get to
see the monkeythong brat make a fool of herself again and a few of my comments
in reply.

From Kiku Toda

Indy: Gosh! What a dumb sounding handle!

Fri Jul 6 18:07:24 2001
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From: "Kiku Toda" Convert@jadeite.zzn.com
Message-Id: <95A9A3D147275D11EAC30005B83989BB@Convert.jadeite.zzn.com>
Date: Fri, 6 Jul 2001 20:07:24 -0500
X-Priority: Normal
To:
Subject:
X-Mailer: Web Based Pronto

Senna:
"In response to some of your commentary on our website:
Send in the Marines!
Actually, my ex attempted on several occasions to get me to go farther than I
wanted, to fondle me in ways that made me uncomfortable (AT SCHOOL), and smoked
pot. Everyone else hated his f**king guts too, so I got an ovation. So my
achievements are NOTHING compared to yours? You have no right to tell me that."

Indy: Oooooooooh, I struck a nerve! Gosh, I always wanted to hear your life story.
Right. Well, if you really wanted the whole world to know that, who am I to
disagree? That's not going to get any sympathy from me. Just because you have
emotional problems because of that asshole doesn't give you the right to dog
some other writer on the net to get some sick kicks. you continuing to dog her
is no better than what that filthy guy did to you and it doesn't excuse your
bratty asinine behavior now.
You prattel on about rights as if you're the only one with rights. Get over
yourself. you harass people, I find out about it, and it's going public, along
with whatever comments I say, whether you like them or not. you spew crap, you
can expect crap thrown right back. Can't handle it, too bad. you can always do
the grown up thing and give up your silly crusade against someone who writes
different from you unless you want to continue getting this treatment. Oh, yes, I've got a right to say whatever the heck I want about you, and I will, so deal.

Senna:
"Latin, actually, is one of the world.s most useful languages. It.s called the
Language of Knowledge. Which explains why you didn.t already know that. It gives
you 10% higher on your SATS, helps you learn the other Romance languages, which
is great if you want to be a Linguistics professor or just well rounded. You
obviously don.t know it or you would spell correctly, and have a much higher
vocabulary."

Indy: As if you spell correctly. Puh-leeze. And you've just confirmed what I've said all along. Latin is useless. It's not going to get you a steady pay check. As for being well rounded, anyone could see you aren't, or you'd have dropped this
a long time ago, and wouldn't feel the need to fall on boasting about knowing different languages just to boost your ego. Because no one's going to care
unless they already know and love you. I don't care to do the former, and
certainly don't do the latter.

Senna:
"Anyway, doesn.t your beloved Treize Etranger speak Latin? Most members of the
aristocracy do."

Indy: There's an apostrophe in 'doesn't'. My beloved Treize? Excuse me but, I thought
you wanted him. Anyway, you're more than a little confused. I'm new to this
Gundam stuff and not the type to get head over heals for anybody, especially not
a cartoon character. Too bad the same can't be said for you. Aristocracy, blech.
It's elitist. Who needs it. But then again, this is you, you want to be included
among them so you can brag, right. Again, who cares? That's not going to make
you well rounded either, little girl.

Senna:
"It.s .wanker."

Indy: Nope, I called you 'wanger' on purpose. But you're too young to know why.

Senna:
"Yes, at school we.re known as .Hell.s Angels.. No, actually, we.re the best
students. We.re not addicted to trouble."

Indy: You know what they say about some of the 'best students' not being able to fit in socially, if you get my meaning. Not addicted to trouble? Lol! Please, little girl. if you weren't you wouldn't have sent her yet another harassing email,
commenting on my site. You are addicted to trouble and Hells Angel would describe your type very well.

Senna:
"You obviously are, what with creating a whole site dedicated to us, just us!"

Indy: ROFL!!! Hahahahahahaha! Dream on, little girl! I'm sent flames or shown flames other people get, and they get submitted to this site. Nothing like exposing and laughing at the trolls. But I'd say you're dedicated to ranting against the people you hate on your dingdongmonkeythong site. Oh yeah, and of course
your...hehehehehe.Lady...Une...

Senna:
"We knew it all along,"

Indy: But you keep it going and going...because you're addicted to trouble. Thanks for finally admitting that.

Senna:
"and you apparently know it too.yet you keep going and going and going."

Indy: Hey little whiner, I'm not the one continuing to send silly little emails, am I? Did someone force you by gunpoint to send this little rant? I didn't think so. Takes two to tango, little girl, so you can't seriously expect anybody to
believe you're not the one trying to keep the dance going. The person you wrote to sent me this email, and she's damn tired of you harassing her. I'm just making a site for the heck of it, exposing net idiots. Thank you for volunteering as an idiot and contributing to this site. Oh, and there's supposed to be a space between 'too.' and 'yet' by the way.

Senna:
"Our page isn.t for normal people,"

Indy: That's obvious! It's a shitload of mentally and hormonally disturbed rantings and crap. And have you ever heard of the apostrophe?

Senna:
"you unimaginative bigot."

Indy: LOL! Coming from you that's a compliment! I can see you're really getting hot under the collar, there, little girl. Go take a cool shower and bring that temperature down a bit. oh and, psssst, look in the mirror before you open your adolescent mouth next time, okay?

Senna:
"Don.t tell us what to put on our website, and don.t judge it.s conten.t"

Indy: hah. You criticize other people's sites, you can expect to get it back. To put it another way, take your own damn advice and practice what you preach... You don't want people judging your site, so don't judge theirs. Got that?

Senna:
"I don.t see your web site anywhere, and until you show it, we.re better."

Indy: ROFL! That's a matter of opinion, and yours means nothing on this site except as something to be laughed at!

Senna:
"To quote .Joe-man. .Those who can do, those who can.t, criticize.. I think it.s
an awful quote, personally, but oh well."

Indy: Gee, I wonder why? Heh, heh! Truth hurt you too much, hmm?

Senna:
"Sylke.s page isn.t wonderful either. Any GOOD author knows NEVER to insert
friends and NEVER to insert themselves. It always creates problems and an all
around boring read."

Indy: That's bull. Every writer inserts something of themselves and their environment. Otherwise there wouldn't be books written about everyday situations or inspired by dreams or nightmares. As for inserting friends, did you actually go throughout all of history and personally ask every author about this? I thought not. The world is not going to write according to the Senna monkeythong rules. Get used to it, write your own way, and move on. Not everybody into writing is
so egocentric as you, some people actually write just for fun, not to try to show the world how great they think they are. But you're attention-seeking, ego-centric little mind can't grasp *that* concept. You're not coming off as knowledgeable or a paragon of wisdom here, you're just an insecure blow-hard trying to get everyone thinking you're the best of the best. Well, you got a
long long way to go. Sylke's page is, in my opinion WAY better than yours will ever be as long as you keep up that attitude of yours. You're not going to change my mind about that or anything else, so you might as well stop trying...unless you want me to keep exposing you for the asshole you are on this page or elsewhere. Because of you, I hate Une, and think of you and anything
coming from you as little more than laughable crap. that isn't going to change as long as you keep this anti-Sylke agenda going. She's got as much right to be on the net as you or I or anyone else.

Senna:
"Once again, my intelligent little whiz kid, it.s WANKER."

Indy: Nope. It's 'wanger' for the same reason you're too young to know.But yeah, you're also a wanker, moron, idiot, brat, and any other negative term there is out there.

Senna:
"Unlike you,"

Indy: Yeah, thank goodness you're unlike me.

Senna:
"my shining Goddess,"

Indy: Lol! It's on to sarcasm 101, now, is it? Not a bad try, but, um...beware the hamgod. I doubt he'd want you calling me that! ROFL!

Senna:
"we are but mere mortals and occasionally make spelling mistakes."

Indy: LOL! Occasionally? I've corrected quite a few, although I don't claim to be perfect at spelling either. But it's so hard to resist the temptation to correct people when their arrogance just glares out at you from the computer screen along with their errors.

Senna:
"But we can spell .wanker. correctly. That definitely counts for something
against you, seeing as we can spell a simple insult accurately and you can.t."

Indy: Roflol! no, you're not going to get me to explain what a 'wanger' is on this page, try all you might! you're really hung up on the 'wanker' term, aren't you? Want me to call you one? OK, no problem. You're a wanker...and a lot of other unflattering things.

Senna:
"FLAME not SPAM, genius."

Indy: When it's unwelcome, it's spam. When it's as much crap as you and your thuggies put on her guestbook, it's spam as well as flames. in otherwords, unwelcome and stupid junk.

Senna:
"Actually, Sylke went nuts over two of my (Senna) comments. I would have stopped
right away if she hadn.t but"

Indy: Bullshit. You could've kept your whole flame agenda to yourself and not written such provoking crap. You hit her where you knew it would hurt the most, attacking her personal writing. and you snivel about her carrying it on - excuse me...No, wanker. This was all your fault, no one else's. You should've kept your
damn mouth shut, but you didn't. You started it, you are keeping it going...You, Senna, just you. As for me, if I wanted to keep it going, I'd have personally
emailed you. Ewww, perish the thought!

Senna:
"she escalated the problem to it.s crisis point."

Indy: No, little girl, YOU did. and you're still at it. It doesn't take a 'genius' like me to see that.You want to dictate what she writes or make her shut up, and the more uncomfortable you can make her net experience, the happier you are. You're a sick, subhuman, cowardly little kid who can't stand her for whatever screwy excuse you deluded for yourself, and you get your highs off flaming the heck out of her. That makes you as a person, a disgusting little troll, and a
joke on this site. A pathetic little joke, nothing more.

Senna:
"And you.re not? Here you are making a web site about .SPAMMERS., and we.ve
barely mentioned you insane sycophants."

Indy: Hey, you want attention, well, you get it on this site, along with being laughed at. You're so determined to keep a crusade going against a writer you insanely hate and fixate on, I might as well expose you for the psycho nut you are, and laugh at you at the same time.

Senna:
"And that.s your opinion! But.Lady Une is not ours. We own her not."

Indy: Damn, your worship of that little cartoon is pathetic. And when are you going to come to grips with the fact that you don't own a monopoly on writing, either?

Senna:
"You are far more obsessed with us than we are with you."

Indy: Don't you just wish...Hardly, little brat. Who sent Sylke this email?

Senna:
"In fact, we.re not obsessed with you at all."

Indy: Bull! So prove it. Don't send any more emails, don't make any more rants about Sylke on your site, and when I stop getting submissions about you to this site, maybe I'll start believing that.Grow up.

Senna:
"You just insulted yourself.again. We knew all along."

Indy: There's supposed to be a space between 'yourself.' and 'again'. and if you knew all along, then you just admitted to being the biggest trouble-addicted, childish, idiots.

Senna:
"Apparently, you had to come to grips with that far later."

Indy: Far be it from me to shatter your illusions, chick.

Senna:
"THICK? Once again, I can spell."

Indy: No, you can't. Your typing is terrible. But that's not the worst of your..problems.

Senna:
"And I know the benefits of Latin."

Indy: Who cares? It's still a dead language except in highschool classrooms, science and sometimes music. No one's going to be impressed at your speaking Latin when your attitude stinks. You're not the wonder of the 21st century, and the sooner
you come to grips with that, the better.

Senna:
"Any normal person with education knows the benefits of Latin. And"

Indy: Any normal person with education also knows how useless it really is among the general public.

Senna:
"we.ve found several people that find our .idea of a joke. amusing."

Indy: All of them people I wouldn't give the time of day, no doubt. Andit's 'we've' not 'we.ve'.

Senna:
"Bite us."

Indy: *CHOMP!*

Senna:
"You sound like you.re trying to convince yourself of that."

Indy: You're dreaming again. Actually I was just saying exactly what I think of you. But you can't handle that, so, you make believe. Like I said, you're pathetic.

Senna:
"Oh, remember your .AWWWWK. Parrot comment? Ding dong monkey thong...ding dong
monkey thong.if I repeated it as many times as you did, I.d have brain damage."

Indy: If I repeated 'bitchpants' as many times as SS did, I'd be a case. As for brain damage. lol. You're already there...

Senna:
"Cowardly. Huh. That.s not something that can be judged over the internet."

Indy: Oh please. You can't seriously be THIS stupid! And yes, you are cowardly, and that can be clearly seen and judged over the internet.

Senna:
"Yes! We are the definition, no, personification of easily amused!"

Indy: That's one thing we agree on.

Senna:
"But we can admit that we were partially wrong. Can.t you? No? Okay then."

Indy: Excuse me but. You started the flames, you continued them and are still carrying on. you are totally in the wrong...Period...

Senna:
"YOU HAVE NEVER HAD THE DEATH WEDGIE, IDIOT MORTAL!"

Indy: No, uh, I don't keep the sort of company that's into...that kind of thing...

Senna:
"Whoa. That stuns me into silence."

Indy: No it didn't. You just proved that. Thanks for adding to this site yet again.

Senna:
"I cannot compete with you for sheer brainless commentary. You have surpassed me.
I am jealous."

Indy: Uh huh...

Senna:
"So you believe in penguins too? We.ve found a friend!"

Indy: Do I believe real penguins exist? Yeah, of course. But please. Cozy up to people who are more...your type. I'd have to be desperate and out of my mind to want you as a friend.

Senna:
"No, we just have experience with flames."

Indy: of course you do. That's all you're good at writing. Which means your site is crap and you're hopelessly desperate and hooked on trouble.

Senna:
"Couldn.t you have just mocked the whole thing?"

Indy: Are you kidding!? Go through every crappy link? No way. What heh heh fiction writing you put on your page is your business. But when you go flaming the heck out of another person who doesn't deserve it you're going to get heat. Even the tabloids have better reading material than your site from the little I made myself look at.

Senna:
"One thing we really cannot stand is homophobes. It is my (Senna) major pet
peeve. Those who accept that yes, gay people do exist and are just like everyone
else"

Indy: *Yawn*

Senna:
"are human beings. Those that hate gays for no reason can.t even qualify for
homo sapiens."

Indy: Oh my gosh! People who aren't gay or don't like gay fiction are homophobes and aren't human! Thus spake the mighty Senna Hamgod! And you cry bigot. Puh-leeeeeze...So you have a thing about gays...doesn't mean everybody else has to agree with it and write gay fiction. or be nice to somebody just because
they're gay.

Senna:
"*WE* are not desperate."

Indy: hah! Hahahahahahahaha, yeah, right! What a joke! You corner the market on desperate!

Senna:
"How did you come to that conclusion?"

Indy: well, uh, if I have to explain *that* to you...

Senna:
"You act like Black Sylke is real."

Indy: Erm, I was thinking of putting this in the above comment, but it fits here too. You have some serious perception problems and are desperate. You act like your mission in life is to stop the writer of that character from writing... You act like Lady Une is real...Furthermore, you obviously can't tell that character's
writer from me. I don't write Black Sylke, and I've only heard of her character recently. So...unlike you, I can distinguish the difference between reality and fantasy. But that's not what this is really about. It's about your tactless, low-class, stupid personal attacks against that character's writer because YOU have problems and a crapload of bad attitude.

Senna:
"She.s not."

Indy: well, duh! No character someone makes up in their head is, even if they put some of their own personality or history into it.

Senna:
"Lady Une is not always a bitch, or did you forget about her split personalities?"

Indy: Split personality in real life is a myth. It was used as an excuse to produce false memories, trumped up accusations of abuse and devil-worship, and has been debunked. If there really was such a condition, it would not be a good thing. People like that would be mentally unstable, needing help, not to be excused from their bad behavior.

And, Lady Une isn't real, either, I thought I should point that out to you in case you didn't know. So she behaves once or twice. Who cares? She's still a bitch and personality disorder is no excuse. I don't have to like her because you do.

Senna:
"In Sylke.s insane erotica Lady Une is evil, malicious, and incredibly masculine.
Did you not see the boobs? They.re there!"

Indy: I don't read erotica. But again who cares? if that's how she writes Une it's her right. She's not telling you how to write your stuff, so, grow up and write Une your way and leave Sylke's writer to write about Une her own way. Yes, Lady Une is evil and malicious. She kills and slaps people around.

Senna:
"Did you not see SAINT Une? No? You have selective sight and hearing?"

Indy: Like I said, I don't read erotica. And if I did, it's not likely I'd change my mind and see things your way, because you want me to. As for ST. Une, or how she suddenly mellowed out after Treize died in the series, that was just a way to redeem her enough to keep her in the show, and keep her worshipers happy. What would you do if they killed her off? You'd have no one to idolize, and then
you'd come all unglued.

Senna:
"Oh, I should have guessed. She is a very good soldier. You aren.t in the army,
are you? You.re not a navy officer or a marine, or even a nurse! Once you are,
you can lecture about what makes a good soldier. Until then, sit down."

Indy: I'm already sitting down, you twit. As for good soldier, how would I know? As far as I've heard, Une wasn't such a great soldier anyway.

Senna:
"You people once again, act like Sylke is your goddess and like she is a real
person. And she isn.t."

Indy: You really have to work hard to convince yourself, don't you? Did I ever say anywhere in this site that Sylke is real or a god? let me say this in as simple a way so you will understand:
the fictional character Black Sylke is not a real person. The fictional character Lady Une is not a real person. Everybody knows that, including Sylke's writer and including me. But you act like Une is real, and to dislike her is a crime.
you are so bent out of shape because Sylke's writer isn't nuts over your precious goddess Une and because she's imaginative enough to come up with an original character. You can't hack that, so you harass and slander her in the worst ways you can think of, You want her to be what you are, someone who adores
a multiple personality afflicted broad and talk about her as if she was alive. It's your obsession on Sylke and your lust for putting the writer down just because she writes different from you that makes you a sick, weak-minded, parasitic jerk.

Senna:
"We don.t think Une is alive."

Indy: Yeah right, I believe you...Not... So stop talking about her as if she was.

Senna:
"We for sure don.t worship her. We don.t even worship the Ham God."

Indy: Then prove it and quit with the childish crusade to stop Sylke's writer from writing whatever she wants. write your own pro-Une stuff and leave alone what you don't like. Otherwise, yes, you do come off as worshiping Une. You make such a terrible fuss over that character it's pathetic.

Senna:
"Protestant Christians and Catholics, everyone of us.but you couldn.t tell, could
you? We don.t go around wearing religion on our sleeves. But we could hook you
up with some people if you really want to get to know the ham god better!"

Indy: Christians? You? That's about as big a lie as the one about Une not being owned! Maybe you don't wear a real religion on your sleeves. You wear "I want attention and I'm an idiot!" Well, maybe not in so many words, but you might as well. Somebody should put a warning sign on you so other writers of original characters and original fiction don't unwittingly show you their stuff and get their heads bitten off for it. AS for you being Christian, you're right, I'd have absolutely NO idea if you didn't tell me. That's how bad of an example you are. You're not Christian, you might've been raised in a Christian family, but you're a liar. You're a sadistic, selfish bully who worships Une, and you can't be that and a Christian as well. I'm tossing barbs at you because you're unChristian behavior warrants it. What's your excuse? I can justify my harsh words but you can't justify yours. You only make weak excuses.

Senna:
"Actually, Sunrise enjoys all the attention that fans give their characters on
the internet. They don.t care what otakus do,"

Indy: Exactly, and neither should you.

Senna:
"or Sylke would long ago have had a major lawsuit on her hands."

Indy: You'd love that, wouldn't you? Bloodthirsty little wench that you are. And you'd
be sued too if they cared, so, get over it.

* * *

*Now, for an amusing additional diss on Senna. LJ posts first, and then there is a posted convo between LJ and me.

--

LJ: Is this girl for real?! OMG, she's so damn confused it ain't funny! To me, she
comes across as some weird chick suffering from an inferiority complex! Senna o'
girl...do us a favor and get some professional help or counseling...DO
SOMETHING!!! LIKE DAMN...ARE YA THAT UPTIGHT?! So she speaks Latin,
whoopee-friggin'- doo, WHO CARES!!! I know little kids that speak Swahili, I
speak a little Spanish myself but I don't flaunt it the way she does...please!
Get a clue, sweetie...we're not impressed by your bravado,'cause thats what it
is, BRAVADO!!! Talking all that **** on the 'net and don't know what the hell
you're talking about! WHATS YOUR FRIGGIN' POINT...BESIDES MAKING A TOTAL DUMBASS
OUTTA YOUR SELF?!! *LMAO*
Don't hate the playa...hate the game bay-bee!!!

Indy: Yes, you hit that one right on the nose.

LJ: I saw what little Ms Crybaby had to say. Come on...admit it Senna, the REAL
reasons why you chicken out over this so called war you started is because:

Indy: well, I'm not so sure she's actually chickened out. After all, she sent that
email and she wants to keep it going. She just chickens out of taking full
responsibility, not out of the 'war' itself.

LJ: 1.You couldn't take the heat so you had to get the hell outta the kitchen!

Indy: No, she keeps going back and burning her fingers on the stove while trying to
burn Sylke's writer.

LJ: 2. You were making a total ass outta your self!

Indy: Yes, I agree!

LJ: 3. You're a loser!
4. Your web site sucks...YEAH I SAID IT, YOUR WEB SITE SUCKS ON ICE!!! DEAL WITH
THAT, TRICK!!!
5. You're jealous 'cause deep down inside, you know Sylke is a better writer
than you will ever be!

Indy: Hahahahahahaha. Yes. She was asking for that.

LJ: 6. You're a loser!

Indy: Uh, wasn't that number 3? I'll have to take off one reason from the number since
it was stated twice.

LJ: 7. You can't take criticism, especially from us! Payback is a bitch...ain't it?

Indy: Exactly! She can dish it out but she can't take it. I remember that sort of
thing being very much frowned on right from the time I was little.

LJ: 8. Black Sylke has TRUE friends like us, unlike the losers you associate
with!

Indy: and unlike Sylke's writer, she's not going to make true friends with her
horrible attitude, unless they are as disagreeable and self-righteous as she is.

LJ: 9. Did I tell you how much of a loser I think you are? *lol*

Indy: Yes. That will be another number less, which brings your reasons down to eight,
including the following one which sums it up beautifully!

LJ: 10. You're a hypocrite!!!

Indy: high five! You said it well!

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