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dream sequence roleplay

terence

assfag
Joined
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64
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Age
42
Location
acme michigan
i want to start this by saying im pissed off no one told me about ultratitle. for those who know me know that i onyl check my inbox and NOT the forums cause there is no point. guess im wrong whatever. here is the roleplay ive been working on for two years and finally tweaked to where i can be proud after learning from some of you. this is what ultratitle is missing. good riddence!! if you wanna see more of this then it can be back by popular demand. this rp is based on a day i had at wrok last year that made me realize my job sucks and basically ive been doing better things with my life since. including my band getting some sweet dates at local venus. enjoy. postive feedback is wanted!!

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(fade in to me walking into main office at lochenheath golf resort in williamsburg michigan. mike hesby or however you spell his name is the general manager/driector of golf and he walks up to me)

mike h: terry you mind if i have a word? walk into my office.

terence: dude i just got in can i clock in?

mike h: your already 19 mintues late just fill in a time sheet later. we need to have a word.

terene: F*CKK!!!! (i didnt say this its just what i was thinking)

(we are in his office. i hate it cause its full of his f*cking acomplishemtns and sh*t and he thinks hes got muscles when he calls people in. what a f*cking dick)

mike h: terry i have a list this long of workplace violations you comitted. strolling in late is only the tip of the iceburg. your attire is inapropriate for a golf resort. we require that you wear khakis or khaki shorts not jeans. this is now the fifth time this month ive seen you walk in wearing jeans and two pros this week slone have complained.

terence: you guys dont understand i have band practice like right when im done with work. i really dont have a choice but ok.

mike h: then you know that you do? bring a pair of jeans in your car on the way i here and get changed in the men's room before you clock out and leave for band practice. problem solved.

(at this point i am super frustrated cause this guy is just a dick and doesnt understand a f*cking thing about my life. also if your wondering how i know his exact words i knew he was gonna talk with me that day and was recording him with ym cell hpone. he didnt know and im listening to it now as i type)

mike h: what troubles me most is your behavior in the pro shop. im not going to say names but it was reported to em that you used language of a lewd sexual nature in front of one of the female clerks.

terence: ok im guessing mariah told you that but thats cool take the word of a dumb 19 year old neice of the club owner over a f*cking 30 year old man with life experience. (i didnt say f*cking but wanted to)

mike h: terry it doesnt matter how old or young somebody is. when other employees report to me that you sexually harassed another club employee, that's a charge i have to take seriously. being 30 years old doesnt give you cart blonch to say whatever youd like in front of a young woman. fortunately for you mariah opted not to file a formal complaint.

terence: yeah because she knows damn well nothing happened.

mike h: no, that's not what that means. she was probably made uncomfortble by the whole experience. be that as it may, i also caught you two weeks ago selling your band's paraphanalia to club employees. that is a direct violation of the employee codebook.

terence: wow we have a rule against selling my bands merchandise to people who might be interested in good music cause your afraid it is gonna take away money that they spend on the stuff you guys sell?

mike h: terry, nobody is allowed to advertise or solicit anything on club grounds or on the resort itself. now i have to run to a meeting, but i'm letting you know, this is your second strike. one more strike and your employment will go to review and you'll face a suspension or possible termination. are we clear?

terence: dude, yeah.

mike h: you're not working the course today, we're sending you to do inventory in the stock room.

(10 minutes later i walk through the pro shop to get to inventory and see mariah at the desk)

terence: yeaaaaah way to drop a f*cking dime on me. (she is not looking at me. what a b*tch) i bet a lot of guys ask you to hang with them like i did. do you charge all them with sexula harassment too?

mariah: i have no clue what your talking about.

terence: the f*ck you do. people like you are the reason i cant stand this resort and the f*cking asshats who work here. and your entire generation of women are cockteasing sluts and people like you are the reason.

(mariah walks off register and a customer is looking at me hard)

terence: wowwwww yeaaah lets everyone look at me and not mind their own f*cking business!!

(then i go to stock room. no one is there and its just me. i have a pdt gun and am tired from the night before when i got only two hours of sleep cause i was arguign on youtube with some dick who thought youthanasia was a sh*tty album. how the f*ck do you call yourself a fan and not like that album? now i realize i can probably go to sleep and no one would notice so i sit back and have a nap)

THIS IS WHERE THE RP BEGINS AND ITS A DREAMSTATE RP. I DID NOT ACTUALLY HAVE A DREAM LIKE THIS BUT I DID GO TO SLEEP THINKING OF SOME OF MY FAVROTIE MUSIC!

(fade in on me walking in to work same senario as before)

(music playing in background: SYMPHONY OF DESTRUCTION BY MEGADETH. dave mustaine is following me in spirit form as if he's on stage playing and singing during clash of the titans tour 1991)

(mike h approaches me)

mike h: terry you mind if i have a word?

terence: yeah i do mind motherf*cker. lets have a talk right here and now like men.

mike h: terry i dont like your attitude. i wrote you up twice and one more time your fired.

terence: shut the F*CK UP!!!!!!

(i throw mike to the ground and beat the f*cking dogsh*t out of him and kick his jaw off its hinge while hes already knocked out)

DAVE MUSTAINE: YOU TAKE A MORTAL MAN.

AND PUT HIM IN CONTROOOOLLLLL!!!!!

(i walk by one of the pros in the lobby and b*tch smack him and take his wedge)

(now i am in the pro shop where an old man is staring at my slayer t-shirt)

terence: hey old f*cking assfaggot sorry my shirt isnt some jimmy buffet crap you probably like. i will let you off one time but if you ever look at me again i'm gonna molest your throat with this wedge. do we understand each other?

old man: holy sh*t your crazy

terence: thats right motherf*cker. (i beat him to death anyway)

MUSTAINE: JUST LIKE PIED PIPER LED RATS THROUGH THE STREETS. DANCE LIKE MARIONETTS SWAYING TO THE SYMPHONY

OF DESSSTRUCTION!!!!

(now i walk up to mariah)

terence: is there any room between those tits for my dick??

mariah: thats sexual harassment !!!

terence: you think i give a f(ck slut. bend the f*ck over.

(now i bend her over forcibly and pull my jeans just below my ass so the whole pro shop can see my white ass cheeks)

MUSTAINE: BEFORE THE HEAD EXPLODES!!!!

terence: dont worry hahaha i got a different wedge for this hole.

(we have sex but its not rape. it is one of those things where the girl actually likes how rough it is especially when she feels how massive you are)

mariah: holy sh*tttt ive been waiting for this terry!!!!

terence: i knew it.

(i jizz on her face and make my way out the door while the cops chase me)

MUSTAINE: THE EARTH STARTS TO RUMBLE. WORLD POWERS START TO FALL!!!!

(i make my way to the course where a turbo-charged golfcart from a super rich russian oil tycoon is waiting. he is busy playing the hole when i steal it)

russian tycoon: njjeehhyeeeeyyy!!!! thats mine caarrtttttyeeett!!!!

terence: shut your forgien euro trash mouth assfag.

(the radio on the golf cart is playing PEACE SELLS BY MEGADETH. now i speed off down the course at 200mph while dave mustaine is rocking out to peace sells on top of my cart)

MUSTAINE: WHADDYA MEAN I DONT SHOW UP TO WORK ON TIME. GOT NOTHING BETTER TO DO!!!

MUSTAINE: WHADDYA MEAN I DONT PAY MY BILLS. WHY DO YOU THINK IM BROKE HUH????!!!!!

terence: loook out!!!

(cart blasts an old rich man in the river killing him instantly while he drownds)

(now i see service director teri webbb who is a smoking hot older lady on the course as i speed by. i stop and back up)

terence: baby get on.

teri: mmm how did you know?

terence: i knew. get on.

(now we have sex, she rides me while we speed down the course)

MUSTAINE: WHADDYA MEAN I COULD BE THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA. ITS STILL WE THE PEOPLE RIGHT????!!!!

(mike h comes running by with the broken jaw)

mike h: stop that man!!!! i wrote him up twicee!!!!!!

terence: how many times do i have to beat you before you get the message motherf*cker?? hold on teri my band practice is in 10 mins. let me kill this corporate dick sucking piece of sh*t and then you can watch us do our set in peace.

MUSTAINE: PEACE SELLS! BUT WHOSE BUYING! PEACE SELLS! BUT WHOSE BUYING!

mike h: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

terence: YEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS!!!!!!

MUSTAINE: PEACE SELLS! BUT WHOSE BUYING! PEACE SELLS! BUT WHOSE BUYING!

terence: ROOOOOCCKKK OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNN!!!!!!!

teri: IM GONNA CCUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!

(golf cart smashes mike h killing him finally!!!)

(1 minute before band practice starts i arrive on time with my new woman in my lap)

DREAM ENDS AND I WAKE UP AND REALIZE IM STILL AT MY SH*TTY JOB! LARRY THE MANAGER OF THE INVENTORY TELLS ME TO WAKE UP AND BASICALLY SAYS PEOPLE HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR ME FOR 20 MINUTES. THEN ASKS ME IF I HAVE PROBLEMS AT HOME AND I SAY NO.

i did wind up getting fired but all in all it was a good experience.

(fade out)
 

SpookyDoom

Banned
Joined
Mar 11, 2012
Messages
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You have the makings of a young lazerbot. just remember there is no need for any blood shed ,any problem can be solved without any villains

I'm so mad. im going to go have sex with my girl friend so i wont be so mad
 

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