Lurch

Lurch

@lurchpenguin.bsky.social

A birb, a puppy, a little guy. He/They. 40 now. Gay for all genders.

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Oh no, somebody hot sent me a DM. They think I have character dialogue. They expect me to reply within a short period of time. This is going to be so disappointing for them.

Ah cool an invoice for the con I'm probably not attending with the same due date as for residential attendees, meaning that I have to pay now to stay on the waitlist to see if I get a room or not; the very thing that will probably decide whether I go at all. Decision getting easier then, I guess? πŸ€”

So yeah, looks like the gay village in Manchester is getting a defibrillator because some horny queer pups willed it so. We run around in our little costumes saving lives and fighting hateful arseholes. We're basically superheroes with less homoeroticism. πŸ•

Helping the community and doing good thi Also: crew gets blew. Unpaid - well laid. Something, something, a shift in the cloaca room. Two hours on the doors for a weekend on all fours. A voucher good for one free twink. Volunteer badges open vag-es πŸ’…

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Home. Now I could really use a crew brief about another event, a very short sleep, and to get up before dawn to go drive a forklift. πŸ•

Least horny con I've had since my very first, zero fursuiting, zero wearing of any kink gear, mostly worked and slept and ate haribo, had a nice time.

First time doing an event armed with a radio, which are evil little demons that sit on your belt and scream in your ear that SOMETHING IS HAPPENING and then fall deathly silent for the rest of the afternoon while you smile and wave at the attendees and hope/pretend that everything is fine.

I have not fursuited at the furry convention. I have not had sex with any strangers at the furry convention. The guards should sieze me at the furry convention. Call me an imposter, beat me, tie me up in the piss corner, piss on me, degrade me, and fuck me quite roughly, at the furry convention. πŸ‘€

Can the littles all stop pissing for a day please? No pharmacies or medical suppliers are open, we are entirely out of the special piss bags, and the local NHS hospitals trust stores department are BASTARDS who won't share. So this is conops, huh. πŸ˜…

Studying room party mechanics. Bossa nova was the right call, but I'm not paying for spotify and the adverts are a vibe killer. Bring a DJ. I need a performer to maintain the sex while attendees are feeling shy. Somebody needs to be personable and chatty, not my skillset.

The vibes were chill and inclusive but we struggled to get the critical mass to either become a social party or an orgy and I was trying to achieve a perfect symbiosis of both. I need to organise better in advance. Also not my skillset. πŸ‘€

Day 3. Now I run to catch up on what I've missed. I bought too many room snacks and energy drinks. I might host a party. Possibly going to have group sex. πŸ•

I fell asleep for ten minutes mid evening and now I'm transported to some other confusing dimension where I have no idea what the fuck is going on or desire to do anything about it.

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I fell asleep for ten minutes mid evening and now I'm transported to some other confusing dimension where I have no idea what the fuck is going on or desire to do anything about it.

Ah yes night two of the furry convention, the traditional time when I realise I don't know how to talk to people, my interactions are all superficial, I'm hurting from travel, I feel like a shit, and I drink far more than I can afford to. But this time I've signed up to work inbetween.

Hmm. How many hours do I need between shifts to host a room party? What are the odds of my schedule surviving into day two of the con? Do I even really know what I've signed up to do? Can I finish a bodysuit in five days and debut it there? πŸ‘€

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And for the second portrait in a row, a bird person! This time a cool as hell penguin lady for ChinaskI having a chill moment in the eveningβ€” about 5h in total!

Hmmm. The older label, of a type I've never seen before, says the package left here on the 11th through a department who don't ship. The newer label says the courier will deliver it here on the 8th/9th. A different courier brought it in today. I file it under 'they don't pay me enough.'

Temporal anomalies are not an inbound/outbound issue. It's customer service or quality, depending on whether only the inanimate matter is affected or whether a customer themselves is fucking about in the wrong time.

Been working on bird stompers. Readying to crew two cons next month. Failed to get a job at the big one. Now I can smell my septum for the first time. Spent today kissing a handsome man while my dick was in him. A mixed bag. πŸ•

Ok but secretly maybe licking somebody's cum up off of the floor is kinda hot and kindof a thing and I would kinda love that and we should do it. We should fucking do it. Ok. Maybe we do it. 😳

DragN'Wash is a good game. I'm so into sensually soaping someone down and making them cum everywhere. Wish I had more opportunities to serve more friends in this particular way. Invite me to wash you. I am so down. πŸ‘€

Got a thing tomorrow. I am filled with inexplicable dread. βœ”οΈSlip needles through my soft bits. ❌'Invite' me to interview. There is absolutely nothing at stake. Or maybe there's a neat hoodie or a shirt or something. I will spend the next day vibrating with horror. πŸ’€

Oh no, the other kind of pup hood discourse. I mostly say hood because it is a kinkier word and the term of art we use so everybody knows that we know and we're cool. But, I've been around long enough now that everybody important knows that I know, so I can call it what I like. Whippet wimple.

Also a mask means both something that covers a face and the image of a face itself. A pup hood is atleast twice as much a mask as it is a hood. Bascinet (hound).

I don't think I've ever had a threesome. Every time I escort two partners to the sex chamber we somehow pick up another party member along the way. πŸ€”

I haven't followed any CFZ drama, I never do, BUT This year I made it to one panel. I tried a couple of other times and stuff was full. Some people only hang with me at cons, it's reciprocal guilt there. I continue to beg for a crew role and hear nothing. Such $. Maybe I'll go. Sad to miss? IDK.

TF stuff. It's no good if there's just a puff of magic and you're suddenly another thing. Lazy. You have to earn it. It has to be visceral. Things have to extend past their limits, pop, and tear. Something has to split. A gush of fluids. A howl of pain. Breaking what was to make something new. πŸ‘€

Parcel Farce charged a huge fee on a parcel 3 weeks ago. That's it. End of story. No customer service, just link back to the FAQ forever. I know enough about this exploitative scam bullshit industry to know I'm never getting my shit. If some cunt didn't steal it then they binned it 2 weeks ago.

Pricks getting to play at space paedos off the back of delivery industry. Every other cunt getting less than minimum wage to work shit hours in a leaky shed. Scan as many labels as you can and nobody fucking cares what you do with peoples property after. Bonus for the manager to look the other way.

🐧 I would like my credit card to be refunded for the service they didn't do, with the delivery that does not exist, which they will not PERMIT me to contact them about. πŸ¦πŸ€‘ Ha Ha, No. We're your bank, we don't work for you.