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2CT7 - Busted while trippin!!- 2CT7
This all happened many many months ago. During the 2001 year, I was working in the USAF and managed to meet several other avid drug users like me. Their names were D, S, K, M and M´s girlfriend V. We pilled together with K M & V a couple of times as we drove a 3hr drive to Dallas´s awesome parties. But the best experience goes to one day on this new chem. In those days I had only merely read about RCs in those times and was fascinated by one in particular, 2CT7. This was my first RC apart from the newly ingested 5meodipt and AMT.
I was the head organizer of what was to become a major trouble all of us airmen were about to get into. I got D and K to put in half the money each for 250mgs of 2CT7. After weeks and weeks of waiting for this wonderful packet, the chem arrives after 5 weeks. Here comes the intriguing part of the story as theres many things going on at the same time at Sheppard AFB, TX.
I see K walk into the dorms with a bigger than usual envelope but he claims its NOT IT. Anyways, I suspected of IT being THE ONE Id been waiting for. I let it pass and go to my dorm for a while. About 30 minutes later I go to K´s room and find out hes in the shower room. As I approach the shower room, K comes out and starts telling me WTF is that shit we had ordered. Hes in a state of freight and swears hes having such intense hallucinations this and that, we enter his room, K´s still in his towel and tells me eh aint feeling to good. I then proceed to ask him how much he had taken. I had specififuckingly told him this shit had to be measured ATLEAST BY SPLITTING IN HALF MANY TIMES, but no, this dumbass screws up and hits a medium sized key hit just like that. SHIT MAN, this guy is now probabaly gonna end up in the base´s ER or something. I told him to go to an OFFbase hospital if anything. Well, he lets me have ALL of the 2CT7 and I jump in joy and run to the other building looking for D hwo owned the other half of the chem.
I find D then,
Me and D briskly walk to MY room and dose with 6mg snorted each. That hardly did anything so we each snort anotther 12mgs each. It has now been 18mgs and about 30 minutes since the first 6mgs. We close the blinds and put on sum of my bad ass trance CD´s. Nothing happens for a good 15 minutes. Then all of a sudden, we both start gettin muscle tension behind the neck and around the traps area. It feels alien but we know its gonna be a good ride. I beleive our jaw was tensing up two and I love it when this happens. Music at this point was moving quicker with alot more energy and without furtther notice, OEvisuals start manifesting tthemselves in the form of patterns. Our military wooden furniture had wavy horizontal lines and these became deserts with sand storms. But these mild visuals are only the beggining.
By this time, the effects were almost at peak. I started doing Liquid with my fingers to my friend D´s face and he was loving tha shit. I also had some photon lights in my mini fridge, so we pulled those out and started playing with those. We entertained ourselves for about a whole 15 minutes when BAM!BAM!BAM!BAM! Someones knocking down my door almost literally.
!!!!SHit!!!! we jump in fear and got no where to go as these little fucking rooms were about 12ft X 10ft and held a bunk bed and a single bed plus the furniture and the closets and the minifridge. My friend D hides in a corner by the closet and the wall and I, nervous as shit open the door only to see 2 Miltary Police Officers with radios and all their shit HOLY CWAP dude I almost shit in my pants. They ask me who Airman B is, and I tell them that was me. So theyre like, Ok Airman B, come with us. So I grab my wallet from the desk/furniture and walk out behind them. The chem was stored in one of my uniform shirts in my section of the closet. Bro I was walking in fucking zig zag the whole way downstairs and it was 3 floors and nobody noticed LOL. So we get downstairs to a room designed to be the dorms office and I barely manage to put a straight face and to stand straight up as the pressure seemed to work in my favor this time thank GOD! The open eye visuals at this point were extreme color patterns flowwing as if oxygen could melt in rainbow colors coz guess what? The fucking office happend to have about a million of the WHITEST lamps on the ceiling creating such chaos in my view. All was more MORE colorful and the visuals were LSD like different. Anyways, we enter the office and they look straight into my eyes and start interrogating me asking me : DO you know Airman K? Yes, why is something wrong (suprisingly, my acting skills emerged just perfectly and managed to lie myself out of the whole thing!) Have you been to his room today? I dont know, maybe. I dont keep track of those things, I think I might have been today, maybe yetserday I dont recall exactly. (SHIT I WAS HIGH AS A KITE AND HARDLY KNEW WHAT I WAS SAYING ALTHO I FELT REAL CALM INSIDE, MAYBE MY GUTS DIDNT GIVE A SHIT LMAO) Cops: Yea well K is in the hopsital. Do you know anything about a white powder? His room mates are saying you were in his room earlier and left with the white powder that seems to have put him in the ER. Then Im like, Sir, I dont know what theyre talking about, blah blah blah, I told them exaclty what was good for me and good for them while incriminating K. They ask for my wallet and search it. After a few much more relaxed and EASY questions, they tell me to wait at the desk outside the office as they make a few calls on their cop radios on their waist. Well it seems these guys were either new cops or stupid cops coz they BOTH! left the building and told me to stay put. Well happy Airman B(me) trippin balls with my eyes dialated as fuck waits around for like 30 seconds before the magnificent idea of running up to my room and gettin rid of the chem pops up. I run upstairs, adrenaline rushing thru and D had left my room, intelligently. I get the chem and this is the saddest thing I have ever had to do. Fuck flushing down coke, this was the last time Id ever do 2CT7 in my life. I flushed nearly 250mgs of this perfect drug down those stupid toilets and completely regreted it later. I could have emptied it in some milk or soemthing, shit. I heard nothing more of the police, so this is when I started to enjoy my trip. I locked my self up in my room again, with no worries at all about drug tests or nuthin. Just plain drugged up me with my music at full blast and my photons. I wished my friend D had been there but that was it for the night.
I was laying on my bed just letting the music drive me to the most insane trip ever. It felt like this chem makes music and spaces create eachother. CEVS were the BEST. I mean THE BEST of all in existence. Id merely half shut my eyes and theyde just blow up in me like a switch turned on. Id open my eyes and they´d dissapear. Like a show inside my eyes. Well, inside this show this is what I saw. Music was creating beautiful beautiful worlds of colour, thats when I realized why they call 2CT7 Beautiful. It is indeed the most beautifullest thing on earth damnit -I WANT IT AGAIN!! Fuck the correlation between MDMA and its name Ecstasy. 2CT7 is TRULY a chemically induced beauty when you consider the emotions, buzz and immersion into your CEVS. Just imagine being Mario from the N64 version and just fly around your beautiful, colorful, worlds and that each world was flown past by the span of each different song only to see a new globe pop up ahead of the current world(or song for that matter), ready to be explored by you. Youd llaugh if you had seen me how I was acting tripping on this. Id flip one side to the other, moaning in pleasure sometimes shaking the rails of the bunk as I couldnt beleive this was OH SO beautiful. Music made the CEVS vibrate and the muscle tension around the neck made you ask for more. It was quite pleasurable. Way better than MDMA´s physical buzz without the loved up feeling. Intsead of love you felt contentment and happiness to having discoverd such impossible life You ask yourself, why is it impossible to feel this in our daily lives? Where are these emotions hiding?. I rate this chem #1 and feel truly sorrry its now gone. Tryptamines willl never ever come close and I beleive its an insult to even try to compare them to phens.
This magical interaction with such artificial happiness only lasted about 3 or 4 hours after the whole cop incident and managed to get a complete satisfaction from the trip. Friend or no friend, it came out to be a fine weekday night at Sheppard AFB, in Wichita Falls middle of fucking no where.
Me, K, D and S were all later on put under investigation, had our rooms searched, drug tested, suspended training and what not. K was discharged for the fact of just snorting something without matter if it was lgal or not. I was interrogated and managed to get nothing out of me as I denied everything no matter what they threw at me, as there was nothing to prove. The rest of us made it ok thru the investigation period. I attepmted to order some more 2CT7 (again, under other Airmens names and money LOL) but the package never came thru.
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This all happened many many months ago. During the 2001 year, I was working in the USAF and managed to meet several other avid drug users like me. Their names were D, S, K, M and M´s girlfriend V. We pilled together with K M & V a couple of times as we drove a 3hr drive to Dallas´s awesome parties. But the best experience goes to one day on this new chem. In those days I had only merely read about RCs in those times and was fascinated by one in particular, 2CT7. This was my first RC apart from the newly ingested 5meodipt and AMT.
I was the head organizer of what was to become a major trouble all of us airmen were about to get into. I got D and K to put in half the money each for 250mgs of 2CT7. After weeks and weeks of waiting for this wonderful packet, the chem arrives after 5 weeks. Here comes the intriguing part of the story as theres many things going on at the same time at Sheppard AFB, TX.
I see K walk into the dorms with a bigger than usual envelope but he claims its NOT IT. Anyways, I suspected of IT being THE ONE Id been waiting for. I let it pass and go to my dorm for a while. About 30 minutes later I go to K´s room and find out hes in the shower room. As I approach the shower room, K comes out and starts telling me WTF is that shit we had ordered. Hes in a state of freight and swears hes having such intense hallucinations this and that, we enter his room, K´s still in his towel and tells me eh aint feeling to good. I then proceed to ask him how much he had taken. I had specififuckingly told him this shit had to be measured ATLEAST BY SPLITTING IN HALF MANY TIMES, but no, this dumbass screws up and hits a medium sized key hit just like that. SHIT MAN, this guy is now probabaly gonna end up in the base´s ER or something. I told him to go to an OFFbase hospital if anything. Well, he lets me have ALL of the 2CT7 and I jump in joy and run to the other building looking for D hwo owned the other half of the chem.
I find D then,
Me and D briskly walk to MY room and dose with 6mg snorted each. That hardly did anything so we each snort anotther 12mgs each. It has now been 18mgs and about 30 minutes since the first 6mgs. We close the blinds and put on sum of my bad ass trance CD´s. Nothing happens for a good 15 minutes. Then all of a sudden, we both start gettin muscle tension behind the neck and around the traps area. It feels alien but we know its gonna be a good ride. I beleive our jaw was tensing up two and I love it when this happens. Music at this point was moving quicker with alot more energy and without furtther notice, OEvisuals start manifesting tthemselves in the form of patterns. Our military wooden furniture had wavy horizontal lines and these became deserts with sand storms. But these mild visuals are only the beggining.
By this time, the effects were almost at peak. I started doing Liquid with my fingers to my friend D´s face and he was loving tha shit. I also had some photon lights in my mini fridge, so we pulled those out and started playing with those. We entertained ourselves for about a whole 15 minutes when BAM!BAM!BAM!BAM! Someones knocking down my door almost literally.
!!!!SHit!!!! we jump in fear and got no where to go as these little fucking rooms were about 12ft X 10ft and held a bunk bed and a single bed plus the furniture and the closets and the minifridge. My friend D hides in a corner by the closet and the wall and I, nervous as shit open the door only to see 2 Miltary Police Officers with radios and all their shit HOLY CWAP dude I almost shit in my pants. They ask me who Airman B is, and I tell them that was me. So theyre like, Ok Airman B, come with us. So I grab my wallet from the desk/furniture and walk out behind them. The chem was stored in one of my uniform shirts in my section of the closet. Bro I was walking in fucking zig zag the whole way downstairs and it was 3 floors and nobody noticed LOL. So we get downstairs to a room designed to be the dorms office and I barely manage to put a straight face and to stand straight up as the pressure seemed to work in my favor this time thank GOD! The open eye visuals at this point were extreme color patterns flowwing as if oxygen could melt in rainbow colors coz guess what? The fucking office happend to have about a million of the WHITEST lamps on the ceiling creating such chaos in my view. All was more MORE colorful and the visuals were LSD like different. Anyways, we enter the office and they look straight into my eyes and start interrogating me asking me : DO you know Airman K? Yes, why is something wrong (suprisingly, my acting skills emerged just perfectly and managed to lie myself out of the whole thing!) Have you been to his room today? I dont know, maybe. I dont keep track of those things, I think I might have been today, maybe yetserday I dont recall exactly. (SHIT I WAS HIGH AS A KITE AND HARDLY KNEW WHAT I WAS SAYING ALTHO I FELT REAL CALM INSIDE, MAYBE MY GUTS DIDNT GIVE A SHIT LMAO) Cops: Yea well K is in the hopsital. Do you know anything about a white powder? His room mates are saying you were in his room earlier and left with the white powder that seems to have put him in the ER. Then Im like, Sir, I dont know what theyre talking about, blah blah blah, I told them exaclty what was good for me and good for them while incriminating K. They ask for my wallet and search it. After a few much more relaxed and EASY questions, they tell me to wait at the desk outside the office as they make a few calls on their cop radios on their waist. Well it seems these guys were either new cops or stupid cops coz they BOTH! left the building and told me to stay put. Well happy Airman B(me) trippin balls with my eyes dialated as fuck waits around for like 30 seconds before the magnificent idea of running up to my room and gettin rid of the chem pops up. I run upstairs, adrenaline rushing thru and D had left my room, intelligently. I get the chem and this is the saddest thing I have ever had to do. Fuck flushing down coke, this was the last time Id ever do 2CT7 in my life. I flushed nearly 250mgs of this perfect drug down those stupid toilets and completely regreted it later. I could have emptied it in some milk or soemthing, shit. I heard nothing more of the police, so this is when I started to enjoy my trip. I locked my self up in my room again, with no worries at all about drug tests or nuthin. Just plain drugged up me with my music at full blast and my photons. I wished my friend D had been there but that was it for the night.
I was laying on my bed just letting the music drive me to the most insane trip ever. It felt like this chem makes music and spaces create eachother. CEVS were the BEST. I mean THE BEST of all in existence. Id merely half shut my eyes and theyde just blow up in me like a switch turned on. Id open my eyes and they´d dissapear. Like a show inside my eyes. Well, inside this show this is what I saw. Music was creating beautiful beautiful worlds of colour, thats when I realized why they call 2CT7 Beautiful. It is indeed the most beautifullest thing on earth damnit -I WANT IT AGAIN!! Fuck the correlation between MDMA and its name Ecstasy. 2CT7 is TRULY a chemically induced beauty when you consider the emotions, buzz and immersion into your CEVS. Just imagine being Mario from the N64 version and just fly around your beautiful, colorful, worlds and that each world was flown past by the span of each different song only to see a new globe pop up ahead of the current world(or song for that matter), ready to be explored by you. Youd llaugh if you had seen me how I was acting tripping on this. Id flip one side to the other, moaning in pleasure sometimes shaking the rails of the bunk as I couldnt beleive this was OH SO beautiful. Music made the CEVS vibrate and the muscle tension around the neck made you ask for more. It was quite pleasurable. Way better than MDMA´s physical buzz without the loved up feeling. Intsead of love you felt contentment and happiness to having discoverd such impossible life You ask yourself, why is it impossible to feel this in our daily lives? Where are these emotions hiding?. I rate this chem #1 and feel truly sorrry its now gone. Tryptamines willl never ever come close and I beleive its an insult to even try to compare them to phens.
This magical interaction with such artificial happiness only lasted about 3 or 4 hours after the whole cop incident and managed to get a complete satisfaction from the trip. Friend or no friend, it came out to be a fine weekday night at Sheppard AFB, in Wichita Falls middle of fucking no where.
Me, K, D and S were all later on put under investigation, had our rooms searched, drug tested, suspended training and what not. K was discharged for the fact of just snorting something without matter if it was lgal or not. I was interrogated and managed to get nothing out of me as I denied everything no matter what they threw at me, as there was nothing to prove. The rest of us made it ok thru the investigation period. I attepmted to order some more 2CT7 (again, under other Airmens names and money LOL) but the package never came thru.
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