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Post by fymaxwell on Sept 6, 2015 6:35:55 GMT
I'm the King of the World, baby! I'm one of the top dogs of the Brains tribe and I'ma ride this puppy to the end.
I've got Peih-Gee loyal as fuck, she won't ever vote against me. I'll control her, let her drink my Kool-aid, and carry her to the end as a free vote. But of course, I'll dump her right at the end and get a free fuckin' vote. Whoop-die-doo-da!
Ami's my right hand gal, my partner in crime. We're running this race together, even though I'm known for hating most races. Especially the mile run, sheesh. I definitely won't sit with her in the finale, though; that's for sure.
Kass, Matty, Yul. Worthless. Absolutely worthless. Rest in pieces, whelps.
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Post by fymaxwell on Sept 7, 2015 3:56:39 GMT
So we just got rid of Yul. Good bloody riddance, he was completely and utterly worthless. He was going to be voted out no matter what.
Ami and I are building up our mad skillz to the tribe through our activity and challenge performances. Granted, we lost, yet it was a motherfuckin' luck challenge. And I'm not known to be any Frane Selak, so yea. I was bound to fail there.
Peih-Gee is like a lost puppy. Somewhat cute, yet knows nothing and can easily be tossed into a garbage disposal. Oops, did I say that out loud? Anywho, Peih-Gee is mine to command. She's sworn undying loyalty to me and she'll never break it.
Matty is going to be our pawn. We've received word he's off to see the Exile, the wonderful Exile Island! So if he manages to somehow find the drakkin' idol, we'll just control him until we don't need him anymore. Quite simple.
Kassandra, Kassandra... forgechu, go home, goodbye.
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Post by fymaxwell on Sept 9, 2015 2:22:53 GMT
This season really hates men. First three gone, and tonight's vote, are all male.
On the bright side, I'm on an all-girls tribe after tonight. And we all know what that means... *wink* And yes, Jeff is still on the tribe.
So we have the original alliance of myself and my two crack-addicted hushpuppies, Ami and Peih-Gee; and we've added on the trompy prom queen, Zoe, in a secondary alliance.
My luscious beard keeps them in this game. As long as they serve me and the beard, they will not fail. Unless we screw up or get fucked by a twist, including but not limited to idols. Duh.
Matty and Kass are worthless. They will get trampled over [by] the society of Max's Angels, a clever piece of wordplay on some movie I still haven't watched.
This game's about to go into full-out warfare. The guns are blazing, the blood, sweat, and tears are staining the soil beneath our feet. We lay awake at night, jumping at the shadows as the veiled storm approaches ever so slowly. I'm here to slay them all, and won't stop until I'm a million bucks above 'em. Shirin will be so jelly.
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Post by fymaxwell on Sept 14, 2015 2:00:46 GMT
I'm probably going home tonight... yay. My only hope resides in Jeff's hold on Jon.
If it's tied, I think there's a chance of pulling in Andrea.
But yea, I'm probably swapfucked here.
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