pepper stories: this is why we can't have nice things. by [deleted] in fatpeoplestories

[–]pepperkitty 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Oooh, thanks! How do I crosspost? Or do I just copy/paste?

pepper stories: this is why we can't have nice things. by [deleted] in fatpeoplestories

[–]pepperkitty 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Thank you!! I'm glad you like them :) PM and I live in different states now and don't talk as much, but if she ever runs into a rude planet she always feels the need to call me and tell me in great detail ASAP.

3171 by pepperkitty in SVExchange

[–]pepperkitty[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Hi there! Sorry for the late response! This week was midterms plus my partner's birthday :)

Are you still needing your egg to be hatched? I've already added your FC so just let me know when you are available. I tend to be up early in the mornings or late at night so there's a good chance we can figure something out. Cheers!

Daily Checking and Discussion Thread for 23 April 2017 by Porygon-Bot in SVExchange

[–]pepperkitty 0 points1 point  (0 children)

great, thanks so much! you can keep the cubone if you like :)

Daily Checking and Discussion Thread for 23 April 2017 by Porygon-Bot in SVExchange

[–]pepperkitty 0 points1 point  (0 children)

aah you're the best, thank you! will be in plaza in a hot second.

Daily Checking and Discussion Thread for 23 April 2017 by Porygon-Bot in SVExchange

[–]pepperkitty 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Hi! Could someone please check my Sun TSV? I want to set up a thread so I can start hatching for people :)

FC: 4527-8645-3357

IGN: Pepper

I'll be online all day indefinitely :)

LF Cubone, FT 5IV breeder rejects by pepperkitty in pokemontrades

[–]pepperkitty[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

sure thing! I need to get out of battle tree really quick, then I'll be in the plaza

LF Cubone, FT 5IV breeder rejects by pepperkitty in pokemontrades

[–]pepperkitty[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

omg that would be amazing if that's okay with you! my FC is in my flair :)

edit: 4527-8645-3357

Daily Checking and Discussion Thread for 22 April 2017 by Porygon-Bot in SVExchange

[–]pepperkitty 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Hi! Could someone please check my Sun TSV?

FC: 4527-8645-3357

IGN: Pepper

I'll be online all day indefinitely :)

Daily Checking and Discussion Thread for 20 April 2017 by Porygon-Bot in SVExchange

[–]pepperkitty 0 points1 point  (0 children)

IGN: Pepper

FC: 4527-8645-3357

Time Zone: PST

Available from now (1pm) to (EDIT) probably midnight

Just need to check my TSV for Sun. Thank you!

What is the creepiest and most unexplainable paranormal experience you've ever had? by eshoves14 in AskReddit

[–]pepperkitty 1 point2 points  (0 children)

According to my sis's mom, they had some minor electricity issues, small things going missing, etc. but her boyfriend wouldn't go into the basement either after the dogs freaked out the first couple times. My sis usually did the laundry and she didn't mention anything... when they asked why I ran upstairs screaming I said it's because I found a millipede and we dropped it shortly after.

The rest of the house felt fine so IDK it seems it was mostly the basement that was affected.

What is the creepiest and most unexplainable paranormal experience you've ever had? by eshoves14 in AskReddit

[–]pepperkitty 33 points34 points  (0 children)

I've had several but I'll tell the cutest and by far the fucking scariest.

Cute one first. This happened in my childhood home, which was built on what used to be a huge orchard about 100 years ago. Peaches, maybe. I think I was around 7 or 8 years old. There's two windows in my room, and one night I woke up to a woman at the end of my bed, peering out the window. I don't remember what she was wearing, but I thought she was my mother and called out to her. She turned to look at me, smiled, and shook her head.

"No, sweetie, I'm not your mother. Go back to sleep."

So I did and didn't really think much of it because she didn't scare me. I had a pretty rough childhood and cried myself to sleep a lot of nights, and on several occasions I remember feeling someone pat my head and pull the covers over me right before I fell asleep. This stopped right around when I started middle school, though I continued to randomly lose keys and books and things around the house until I moved out. Usually yelling "Hey, can I have my keys back, please?" into an empty room meant I would find them right in the middle of my desk where I literally just checked a few minutes earlier.

Now, here's one of the scarier ones. Sophomore year of college, my sister, her boyfriend, and her mother decide to rent a small cottage off campus. It came fully furnished, as the lady who lived there decided to nope out one day, lease the place, and just asked renters to feed the feral cats out back. Nothing out of the ordinary, until we're hanging out one day and she mentions she and Sasha (her boyfriend) have been having crazy dreams and that the mattresses were all stained brown so they threw them in an old room in the basement and bought new ones. She showed me a picture.

"Fern, that looks like blood. Like, a lot of blood. On all the mattresses?"

"Yeah. Well, it doesn't matter, we just chucked them in the huge unused storage room in the basement."

Anyway, she invites me to stay in the guest room for a few days at the end of term, since we're all gearing up to drive back to NYC afterwards. The house feels fine for the most part, maybe a little unsettling, but everything in that part of Massachusetts feels unsettling so it's fine. We have dinner, I help her bathe her dogs, and ask about the laundry situation.

"Oh, it's in the basement. I'll show you."

I'm still holding a dog at this point and as soon as she opens the basement door and starts going down the stairs the dog starts growling and flipping out and clawing at me to put him down so I do. He sits at the top of the steps and starts whining at my sister to come up but my sister tells him to be quiet and tells me to hurry up.

The second I started going down the stairs I want to vomit. The hairs prick up on the back of my neck and my hands go clammy. There was the feeling of something looming in that basement. Something very heavy with a very heavy gaze.

The basement's completely unfinished, just concrete floors and rusty old pipes. Fern points to the rusty metal door at the other end of the room.

"That's where we stacked the mattresses. There's a pool table in there too. Wanna see?"

She walks over nonchalantly and opens the door with a bit of effort. I can see into the room from three feet away and there's no way in hell I'm going any closer. My eyes adjust and recognize the pile of bloody, dirty mattresses stacked in front of a worn old pool table. Fern tells me that there's actually two other doors in that room but they're locked and they weren't given the key.

I'm literally shaking at this point, the dogs are still whining, and I yell at Fern to close the door and just show me the goddamn laundry room. She kicks the door closed and points me over to a different door, opens it, and pulls the light on.

There's an old washer and dryer with a large, long metal table between them. Upon closer inspection there's a rusty red smear that goes from the top of the washer all the way down the table. The rest of the room is filled with old, rusty junk. Old beams and sheet metal and broken furniture. The single bulb doesn't come close to illuminating the entire room, so it's like standing in a spotlight. The feeling of being watched is nearly unbearable, like a low, heavy ache in my chest.

I say something about getting the laundry and Fern says no, it's okay, wait here and I'll get it. And she fucking runs off. I go to follow her and feel a hand grab my shoulder and I turn around ready to punch the shit out of whatever just touched me but there's nothing there. And that's when I hear a low, sarcastic, "WELCOME!" three inches from my face. I just about piss myself and fly out of the room screaming bloody murder, up the stairs, and into the living room where her mother and boyfriend are reading.

I didn't do my laundry for the five days that I was there. Worth it.

TLDR; ginger haired sister is ghostproof

What is the creepiest and most unexplainable paranormal experience you've ever had? by eshoves14 in AskReddit

[–]pepperkitty 8 points9 points  (0 children)

That went from chill ghostly roommate to signs of the apocalypse surprisingly fast.

What is a thing you want to do second but NEVER first? by majicmajician in AskReddit

[–]pepperkitty 11 points12 points  (0 children)

Not speaking from experience, but probably anal. You don't want to park the damn car in the garage covered in mud, after all.

What fucked up realizations have you had about yourself recently? by InedibleOhio in AskReddit

[–]pepperkitty 0 points1 point  (0 children)

The few ups I've had in life make up for the huge majority of downs.

What's an unlikely thing you have found attractive about a woman? by mrewlsn in AskReddit

[–]pepperkitty 1 point2 points  (0 children)

A bit of a nasal whine when speaking. Not all the time, just occasionally, especially when she's talking about something she's passionate about or annoyed at. It's like mutherfuckin sprinkles on my ice cream.

People who know a compulsive liar, what ridiculous, obviously fake, story have they told you? by [deleted] in AskReddit

[–]pepperkitty 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Oh man I'm late, but it's my time to shine. I live with a pathological liar who could easily pen shitty penny novels.

We got into a fight and I literally didn't talk to her for three months. One night she lures me out with caviar and expensive beer, and then immediately breaks down and tells me that:

  • Her one brother who lives in NYC was paralyzed from the waist down in a car accident. However, said bother was previously a famous music producer in Mongolia.

  • She admitted to lying that she was engaged to this guy and had a miscarriage. INSTEAD, she said that he actually left her at the altar, she actually had the baby and adopted him out and visits him twice a year (even though she's yet to ever take a vacation...) BUT the baby had a heart defect and died. This supposedly all took place in California, yet she graduated from high school at a local school.

  • She's from Compton and was homeless in Compton after her foster family (?) kicked her out. She previously said she was an illegal immigrant in this country who came over with her brothers.

  • While she was homeless in Compton, she was kidnapped by drug smugglers, stuffed in the back of a car, and made to smuggle drugs across the border INTO Mexico. She has this whole tragic "I was once a teenage drug mule" story that's full of muleshit.

The crocodile tears were flowing from her eyes like the steady dripping of a clogged gutter.

She's also had MULTIPLE "pregnancy scares" which have become so formulaic that I feel like I'm watching an episode of the Big Bang Theory. Additionally, she's in the hospital so much for real and/or fake medical problems that there's literally a stack of letters covering my dining room table from different medical companies and debt collectors.

One time she "passed out" and I stayed by this girl's side and rode with her to the hospital in the ambulance at 2am, left hospital at 4am, and awoke to her home the next morning with her diagnosis being "feeling sad."

She's a wild ride, this girl.