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there's always MORE to know about destop... what kind of milk does he use for his cereals?
added on the 2016-06-06 17:32:25 by maali maali
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there's always MORE to know about destop... what kind of milk does he use for his cereals?


It's not exactly fairlight but it'll do:

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added on the 2016-06-06 19:23:56 by すすれ すすれ
Also, what is his destop wallpaper?
Regarding the milk question, here's another likely candidate:
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added on the 2016-06-06 20:12:32 by havoc havoc
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By pouet standards it almost didn't derail (yet). Not even a single pony etc :)


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Am I too late?
added on the 2016-06-06 21:26:45 by ___ ___
@asd-romeda:
If you happend to read it, and well, read now my post and your answer.
Have a good.... breakfast (cereales?)? Naaahh... just kidding.
From the other side - respect. You alone with your question and so many dudes in here (and a pony =).
added on the 2016-06-07 02:10:20 by sim sim
So I once met Destop. I was really drunk at a bonfire at the Mekka Symposium. He was too I think. I was hanging with some TBL-fellas and Destop asked me what my handle was. "Nico" I said, because although the elite zero has been in there since time immortal, nobody has ever called me that, and my real name is Nicolai, and all my friends call me Nico. Or "get over here you limey bastard" or "when is trsac can you get me into grad school for freee maaaaan?!?!"

Anyway. Destop looked me in the eye, and I could tell he was very much in love with life right there. His deep manly voice rumbled, with a slight tinge of finnish accent "It's a good nickname. Too bad it is taaaaaken". And with that, we left each other, me wondering if using my own name was a bad idea, starstruck, a little confused, and also turned on by that hot norwegian girl who was right was standing near us, no doubt hoping that some of the TBL starpower (eg. see Dub Battlecards) would rub off on her.
added on the 2016-06-07 03:18:13 by nic0 nic0
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I could go on, but what kinds of searches did you actually do, just posting randomly on pouet and reacting to other people wondering why you care?

So instead of just helping by posting those links - you insult someone?
added on the 2016-06-07 13:31:19 by lollol lollol
Asd: you could share what you have learned from Destop. Otherwise others might contact him to.
added on the 2016-06-07 18:13:06 by magic magic
I can sense some awesome HUGI article coming up. About cereals and demos.
added on the 2016-06-07 20:35:35 by SiR SiR
damn you email.. now all scene superstars cannot hide no mo' for magic's journalism rampage!
added on the 2016-06-07 21:18:34 by maali maali
be honest? It all started a year or so back, when the two mates
had still been on the search for their beloved musician. Or, more of on
the search to REfind their musician.
The boys had just finished up a demo with their musician, involving a girl
named Meg that Destop had met while trying to find their musician on his own.
The boys had come to find out the girl was possessed by a lamer, and
it resulted in the three of them almost dying. Of course, the three
of the Fairlight men managed to work their way out of the situation
and make it out alive. And of course, their musician took off shortly
after with a vague reasoning on where he was going. And so, the three
Fairlights all did what they always do: left without another word,
and never looked back. When the boys made there next stop, at another
dusty motel, Smash was maybe happier than he should've been. Whereas,
Destop was tired out of his mind. Yet, despite this, Smash was determined
to get Destop to go the bar, and celebrate with him.
"Com'mon, Destopmy!" Smash said, pleadingly.
"One, It's Destop... Two, No, Smash. I'm too damn tired, and I'm starving,
okay...?" He almost yelled into the pillow he had his face snuggled
into.
"Destop...Just one drink!" Smash said, trying his best to imitate Destop's puppy
eyes, but of course, it came out of a pout than puppy eyes.
Destop sighed heavily and propped himself up on his elbows. He glared over
at his mate, who grinned back at him. "Fine... But just one,
damn." He said, getting up and walking towards the door.
"Yeah, yeah..." Smash mumbled, following after Destop.

..To be continue
added on the 2016-06-07 23:49:02 by 1in10 1in10
I beat him when I was 16 y/o. That guy ain't interesting.
added on the 2016-06-07 23:54:22 by superplek superplek
When they left to go to the bar, it was sometime around nine thirty, ten
o'clock.
It was now currently one in the morning.
One in the morning, Eight beers, Five shots, and Three games of pool.
For wanting one beer only, Destop seemed to be having the time of his life
right now, full on in the world of drunkenness. Where Smash was barely
buzzed over. Smash and Destop were currently in another round of pool.
Destop was attempting to line up his shot, when decided now was the perfect time to try and
talk about going to find where their musician was. The 'talk' went from
low, normal talking between them, to them shouting at each other.
"Just drop it, Destop!"
"No, Smash! I'm tired of just waiting around. He's our damn musician, he
shouldn't keep us in the dark like this and we're damn old enough to
know what the hell is going on!"
"Because that's fucking musician, Destop!" Smash shouted, tossing the cue stick onto
the pool table.
"For fucking God's-sake I'm sick of the damn shit!"
He stormed out of the bar before anything else could happen.
"Smash...! Wait!" Destop shouted, trying to follow after his mate, but ended
up stumbling towards the door. He went to fall, but lucky caught
himself on the bar counter. Destop shakily stood back up and forced
himself to the door. It took him a bit of time, but he eventually
made it out and started down the sidewalk, happy that the pub was
only a few blocks from the motel. He could make it... Or, he hoped at
least.

..To be continue
added on the 2016-06-08 00:09:04 by 1in10 1in10
Smash slammed the door shut behind him. He was pissed at Destop. Why could he
leave well-enough alone? Smash had told his little mate over a
thousand times that their musician was safer with out them around. The
last time they'd all been together, they were not only trapped by a
lamer, but almost killed as well. Well, technically, every demo
they're on they almost die. But they almost lost their only remaining
family from it. And plus, Smash knew their musician was fine. He /was/ the
one who taught them everything that they know. And he'd been on
plenty of demos on his own and came back just fine. Yet, Destop kept
pressing the matter.
Smash sat on the bed and stared at the floor as he sway very lightly in his
buzzed state. He sighed lightly. Now he was feeling some guilt. He'd
not only made a big deal and fought with his mate at a bar, but
LEFT him and his drunken state there as well.
Smash shakily stood up and turned towards the door. Just as he did, the
door slowly swung open, and Destop came stumbling in, tripping over his
own feet. On reflex, Smash hurriedly caught his mate before he
could hit the floor. Destop mumbled something that Smash didn't quite catch. He sighed lightly and
helped his baby mate onto the bed closest to the door. He tried to
help Destop with getting to bed, but Destop just kept trying to push the
older's arms away. Somehow, even in a drunken state, Destop over powered Smash and grabbed both his
wrist. Now, it was Smash's turn to try and get away from his mate.
"Smash!" Destop shouted, causing Smash to just stop trying to pull from Destop's hold
completely. "Just... Stop, okay?!" He sighed heavily and
let Smash's wrist go, staring over at the wall. All Smash did was stare
at his mate dumbfounded. Like he'd just asked him a question that
he'd never understand, even if he DID finish school.
"Look...I'm sorry about the scene at the bar... You're right. musician's fine
without us..." Destop said, turning back to face Smash.
Smash shook his head lightly. "You had a point earlier, Destop. We are
old enough to know what's going on. And musician will tell us. When he's
ready to actually tell us." Destop nodded.
"I know. He's just trying to keep us safe like always...
And I should just respect that, and lay off of you. 'Cause it's not
your fault, man."
Smash lightly punsed his mate's shoulder. "Hey... That's you're
job." He grinned lightly, "And hell... Where'd I be without
my pain in the ass mate?"
Destop laughed sweetly and lightly pushed Smash back. The two sat there,
silent, just smiling at each other and gazing into one another's
eyes closely.

..To be continue
added on the 2016-06-08 00:18:48 by 1in10 1in10
better take a few english classes before you continue your sad rant about that relic
added on the 2016-06-08 02:00:10 by superplek superplek
It was a strangely comfortable and well needed silence.
It was a happy silence, which doesn't happen much with their family.
Smash's eyes shifted, examining all of his mate's face, and taking
everything in silently. He then stopped, staring deeply into Destop's
eyes. He slowly slipped his hand to the back of Destop's neck. And
without even thinking, he pulled Destop closer and smashed their lips
tightly together with force. Destop froze in place, afraid to even
breathe at the moment. It took Smash all of 3 seconds to realize what
he'd done, before he quickly broke the kiss and got off from his seat
on the mattress. He quickly turned his back to Destop and shut his eyes
tightly. He could hear his heart pounding in his head and chest.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!
'Were the only words that were running through his mind.
It took Destop just a few seconds to collect himself and look at Smash's
back.
"Smash..." Smash didn't dare to turn and face his
mate, afraid of what he'd do. “Sma…” Destop said,
standing.
"Talk to me..." He continued, taking a step
towards Smash. Smash, realizing Destop's movement, quickly took a few steps away and half
turned to Destop. Destop, not going to give up so easily, took more steps
towards Smash and grabbed his arm before he could try and make a
further retreat. He lightly pulled Smash into his chest. He set his
hand onto Smash's shoulder lightly and pressed his lips against his
older mate's. Smash quickly returned the favor, eagerly putting his
own hands onto Destop's cheeks. They pulled apart, only when the need for air became urgent. Destop lightly
lays his forehead against Smash's.
"God, Destopmy..." Smash mumbled under his breath, eyes still shut. Before they both knew it,
they found themselves back onto the Destope bed they'd been on moments
ago, only now caught in a deep, passionate and heated kisses. Smash
wiggled out of his jacket and tossed it somewhere into the confines
of the room. Destop's hands instantly made their way to the bottom of
Smash's shirt and started to pull it off. Smash pulled from the kiss
and helped Destop with his shirt, also throwing it elsewhere. He then
started to unbutton Destop's own pants feverishly, desperate to feel the
warm flesh underneath.

..To be continue
added on the 2016-06-08 02:00:30 by 1in10 1in10
Yea I think we're done here.
added on the 2016-06-08 02:39:41 by Gargaj Gargaj

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