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How did you decide on your screen name, and what does it mean if obscure?

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"Blind Melon" refers to the band, Blind Melon, led by Shannon Hoon. I very much identify with their music and I feel a gratitude/understanding/appreciation for him. So I dedicated my SN to him.
 
Contrary to what you may think, I am not vegetarian and I do know how to spell. Herbavore comes from my son's rabbit, Herbert. We used to affectionately call him many things; among them was the nickname Herb-A-vore, accent on the A. Another favorite was the Great White Idiot or Burro Blanco. For obvious reasons, I opted for Herbavore.:\
 
For a small amount of time, I was confused about whether you were a vegetarian as a result.

ebola
 
Having spent way too long deciding on a new name, my reasons are as follows.

I've long since been a fan of Roky Erickson of The 13th Floor Elevators fame (well obscure fame anyway).

When Roky got out of the state hospital in 1974 he formed a band call Bleib Alien, Bleib is not only an anagram of the word Bible but it means 'stay' in German, the Alien bit is both a reference to Roky's previous claim to being one as part of his plea of insanity but it also another play on German as 'Allein' means alone in German.

It all makes perfect sense;)
 
^haha I always thought it was your part of your first name =D
 
At the time I was in HS and I was really into drum n' bass and alcohol

Still like the name

:D
 
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Loving a bit of old style DnB JungleJuice, I was discussing this old fav elsewhere recently:- Trip 1 - Snowball

^haha I always thought it was your part of your first name =D

I guess it might seem like a twist on Allen or Alan but it's not, you've know that for a bit surely :sus:

However my old user name, atm23, was....kinda :sus: :D
 
I used to go to this bar called The Bangkok Lounge. It was a gay bar and and all my friends and customers went there. It was the Studio 54 of my one horse town. One night, I was playing pool, rolling my ass off per usual, when this gorgeous woman walks in and sits at the bar. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She had the kind of body that made you think that there might actually be a god and eyes that could make you forget that you were just diagnosed with cancer minutes beforehand. Maybe it was the romantic in me, most likely the pills in me, but I was in love on sight! I just couldn't stop staring at her. But the amazing thing was, she was staring right at me!

I stood there drooling for what felt like the entire second season of The Walking Dead when she started walking in my direction. She came right up to me, not saying a word, and wrapped her arms around me. I had to pinch my erection to make sure I wasn't dreaming. Her lips were centimeters away from mine. I think. I was never good with the metric system. Then it happened. Her lips met mine and her tongue started raping my every molar, even the hard to reach areas. The friend I was playing pool with just sat back and watched in awe. The pool table was in the corner of the bar and she took full advantage of the blind spot. In a flash, she was on her knees and tracing the outline of my nuclear erection with her teeth.

My eyes rolled in the back of my head so far, I could literally see my cerebellum. Damn, it looked gross. But who cared! I was in a public bar, surrounded by unknowing people, getting the holy ghost drained out of me. It felt like an angel had come down from Heaven, wrapped me in her angelic arms, flew me high into the air, and let me stick it in her butt. An angel's anus must feel so good. That's neither here nor there. After an eternity that didn't last long enough (my friend later told me I lasted about 36 seconds) I exploded deep into her throat, my knees buckling from under me. I swear I lost about 6 lbs that night.

She tucked my penis back into my open fly, zipped me up, wiped her mouth and licked her fingers. Man, I can't wait to introduce her to my parents, I thought. I was already envisioning her and I walking down the isle. She would take my last name...hell, at that point, I would take her last name if she wanted me to. Wait. I had no idea what her name was to begin with. She turned to walk away and I grabbed her shoulder. "I...um...feel" Speak, dammit! My brain was shutting down for the night. "Don't leave!" I desperately spit out. "I don't even know your name." She turned to me, smiled, and spoke in a baritone that would have put Vin Diesel to shame. "It's Frank, sweetie." His name is Frank. His NAME is FRANK! It was the last time I went to the Bangkok Lounge.

No, but for reals, it's from Donnie Darko, as I stated a few pages back.

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I used to play this online multiplayer text-based role-playing game called Dragonrealms. It started in the early days of AOL as an AOL-only game for free. Eventually it went on the WWW and it started costing $10 a month. But this game was my other life. I had all kinds of friends, awesome stuff, after a while you stop even being aware of typing in commands and reading text, you're completely immersed in your imagination. I even had a wife in the game, another player (I played this from like 13 to 17/18, I had the wife when I was 16... she was 18 8)).

Anyway, when I created my character, I was 13, and I was super into Magic: The Gathering and AD&D and fantasy books. I thought to myself, what would be a cool magic-user of some sort's name (I was always a wizard or some equivalent... in Dragonrealms I was a Moon Mage). The name Xorkoth came to me. I've been using Xorkoth as a pseudonym, to me he's been a fantasy part of myself for a long time now. :)

I get really cold feet in the winter. I've always had bad circulation to my extremities which gets worse in the cold. A few years ago I was looking up ways to increase blood flow, and one of the methods was to topically apply a capsaicin cream. I didn't have any such cream and was impatient so I read of how else to topically apply capsaicin and one of the methods was simply lining the inside of your socks with ground cayenne pepper. After I told of what I was doing in PD Social, Willow11 (Swilow) came out and called me PepperSocks. It fit my playful, energetic, passionate and often hot-headed personality so well I instantly identified with it. I was a mod at the time, and made the switch. :)

I actually forget what your name was before... what was it again? :D
 
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Zen + Phenethylamine = Zenethylamine.

I once had an experience of complete inner peace while under the influence of 2C-B, a phenethylamine-based compound.
 
S-E-P-T-O-N-N were the 7 letters I once drew when starting a game of scrabble while stoned. I liked it, remembered it and have proceeded to use it as screenname.
 
When I registered on here I was listening to the Pink Floyd's song fairly often (still do) and thought it fitted very well on a drug-forum because of the comfortable numbness some drugs bring on :D
but because ComfortablyNumb was already used, I added 95 because I was born in 1995.
 
Zen + Phenethylamine = Zenethylamine.

I once had an experience of complete inner peace while under the influence of 2C-B, a phenethylamine-based compound.

I love your choice. If I was ever to change my name... I would incorporate tryptamine into it because of my love of aMT. (alpha-Methyltryptamine).

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When I was introduced to Bluelight, it was around the time Mephedrone was taking off & I had just started using it.

I was over at a friend's flat & I was absolutely flying. I was sitting down racking up lines & trying to explain what it was like to my friend's flatmate who was sitting beside me sober. I had a case of verbal diarrhoea & was trying to explain this effect. (as if it wasn't readily apparent ;)) Instead of saying I was "talkative", I came out with "chatative".
 
my hatred for xanax... xanax xr in large doses is not bad.

clonazepam is my d.o.c
 
My favorite book is 1984. Its about a dystopian society. Also because I believe the word reflects the world we live in now.
 
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